Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 583
The establishment of the Divine Palace, Han Jue's Anticipation
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After Zhang Guxing finished speaking, Han Jue thought hard.
Since Han Tuo and the Immortal Emperor of Samsara wanted to enter the Divine Palace, Han Jue would naturally not stop them.
He could not put all the eggs in one basket. If all the major factions in the Eternal World had disciples from the Hidden Sect, it would be easier for them to survive in the future.
Although Han Jue was extremely powerful now and the Hidden Sect looked invincible, who knew what the future would look like?
Didn't the almighty Dao Sect also disperse in the end?
Han Jue said, "I'll help you convince them."
Hearing this, Zhang Guxing was startled and hurriedly thanked him.
Not long ago, Han Jue also thanked him like this.
Zhang Guxing looked up and asked, “Han Tuo still does not know his background. What are you planning?”
Han Jue replied, “Maintain the current situation. I have my own plan.”
"Good!"
Han Jue waved his sleeve and moved Zhang Guxing out to prevent the two of them from falling into an awkward situation.
Tens of thousands of years is enough time to change things. At least, the relationship between the two became smooth. Han Jue was not in the mood to reminisce. He believed that Zhang Guxing was also in no mood to chat.
That is the truth.
After leaving the Hundred Peaks Eternal River, Zhang Guxing heaved a sigh of relief. He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "The sages are really impressive."
Sitting in front of Han Jue, he felt extremely depressed. His heart rate was getting faster each time he looked to the other party.
Although it was rough, the difference between the two was simply too great. He could not stabilize his Dao heart at all.
No matter what, Han Jue agreed to his request.
He knew Han Jue very well. He won't make promises easily. He must be confident.
Looking back at the past, Zhang Guxing sighed.
The young man who had been trapped in the mortal world by the Vermilion Bird and did not dare to ascend had actually become a Sage by now.
Zhang Guxing did not think that Han Jue's potential was good. No matter how good his potential was, he was unlikely to become a Sage in tens of thousands of years. Presumably, Han Jue himself was a Sage and only descended into the mortal world to train.
"The divine palace in my hands will surpass my predecessor!"
Zhang Guxing thought with a smoldering gaze and immediately flew into the sky.
On the other hand, Han Jue sent a dream to the South Extreme Heavenly Venerate.
His Heavenly Extreme Southern Highness agreed easily and said that he was willing to give Han Jue face. He even chatted with her for a while and agreed to discuss Dao.
After the dream ended, Han Jue cursed silently. His Heavenly Extreme South Highness is truly shameless!
He won't hit a smiling man. Therefore, Han Jue owed a debt of gratitude to His Heavenly Majesty Extreme South.
However, as long as his Extreme Southern Heavenly Majesty did not oppose him, he could still tolerate it.
Eighty years later.
“I, Zhang Guxing, follow the will of my predecessors and recreate the Divine Palace. Those who have extraordinary potential in various worlds can enter the Divine Palace. Divine castles were ranked based on potential. I want to create a sect that is truly fair to the prodigies. I want to use my own strength to fight for the maintenance of the Heavenly Dao!”
Zhang Guxing's voice echoed throughout the Eternal World, but it did not attract much attention.
Since the birth of the Famous Race, the mighty figures who founded the destiny sect would use certain deceptions to promote themselves the Eternal World.
Han Jue counted with his finger. Han Tuo and the Immortal Emperor of Samsara had joined the Divine Palace. Not only them, but even the previous Jie School Sect Master, Jing Tiangong, and Demon Saint, Yi Tian, had joined forces.
Currently, the Divine Palace had over ten thousand disciples. Other than Jing Tiangong and the Immortal Emperor of Samsara, there was no Golden God of Heaven Zenith for now
Han Jue turned his gaze to Han Yu.
Han Jue had no hope. This only added a bit of excitement to his boring years of cultivation, like the drama of his previous life.
What he really looked forward to was Han Tuo.
Han Jue wished for his son to turn into a Primordial Fiendcelestial!
Han Yu was still secluded in the valley. Han Jue looked away after a while and continued cultivating
Above the sea of clouds, palaces floated one after another. Countless figures went back and forth, casting spells into the palace and condensing them. Dressed in black, Han Tuo stood in front of the palace door. He looked at the Divine Palace which was constantly rising and sighed.
After cultivating for so long, he finally had a place to stay. The Divine Palace has just been established. He is one of the core members and is currently one of its leaders.
He knew very well that compared to the other leaders, he was the weakest.
The new Jing Tiangong even raised doubts. At that moment, Yi Tian almost attacked him. Fortunately, Zhang Guxing and the Immortal Emperor of Samsara stood up to support him. This problem ends there.
Someone doubted. Han Tuo was not angry. Instead, he was stimulated.
After watching the Divine Palace disciples for a while, Han Tuo turned around and entered his room to continue cultivating.
Sitting on the mat, Han Tuo closed his eyes.
He was suddenly drawn into a dream.
This is a forest. A figure shining with divine light stood in front of him.
Han Tuo was surprised.
What the hell's going on?
How do I not pay attention? Han Tuo looked at the other party warily and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
The figure of divine light was naturally Han Jue. Han Jue asked in a smooth voice, “I see that you don't want to. You seem to be dissatisfied with your cultivation. I Can teach you the Dao Technique, but you will have to pay the price. Do you want to?" Han Tuo frowned when he heard this.
His first reaction was to refuse, but in hindsight, if the other party was so strong and wanted to hurt him, why would he have to beat around the bush?
Han Tuo asked, “What should I do? I don't even know who you are. Why should I trust you?"
"In the past, you came looking for me."
“I'm looking for you?”
Han Tuo frowned and thought hard. He suddenly moved.
"You are the ruler of the Hidden Sect?"
“This issue cannot be disseminated. I'll teach you the Dao technique. You owe me your life. In the future, I want you to do something. As for whether you will offer your life, it will depend on whether you work hard enough. As long as you are strong enough, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will fall under your feet. ”
Han Jue's voice tone bewitched.
Han Tuo was silent again.
If it was Han Jue, he would definitely refuse, but he wanted to know what Han Tuo would choose.
Actually, Han Jue could use a derivative function to deduce, but that was unnecessary. If that happened, he would lose the joy of anticipation, and it would also waste his lifespan.
"I agree!" Han Tuo said in a low voice.
“I know that my potential is very strong, but it is not enough. In terms of potential, I lost to Yi Tian. In terms of cultivation, I am inferior to Jing Tiangong. I need a big chance. Senior, please teach me your Dao technique!”
“Mm.”
Han Jue did not say anything more and began to preach the Great Dao of Extreme Origin.
Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Jue opened his eyes. He had taught Dao to Han Tuo alone for a hundred years and finally introduced him to the Extreme Origin Great Dao. Presumably, in the next period of time, Han Tuo's cultivation would progress by leaps and bounds. He would also loosen the suppression on Han Tuo's bloodline and let his potential increase again. As for Jing Tiangong, even though she was his trusted person, Han Jue did not stop her. He was happy to see her putting pressure on Han Tuo to prevent him from stopping.
Of course, if the two of them really had a death grudge, Han Jue would still advance.
He always found Jing Tiangong pleasing to the eye.