Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 875
Grandpa Identity
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"Mr ... Master!"
After being shocked for a moment, Yang Tiandong hurriedly came to the King of Hell's table and knelt in front of Han Jue.
Qingluan'er and Han Qing'er were both slightly nervous. After all, Yang Tiandong had been the King of Hell for millions of years. The pressure is still very strong. The legs of an ordinary person would become weak upon seeing it.
Han Jue said, “Wake up. How have you been all this time?”
He could deduce Yang Tiandong's experience, but it was better for him to say it personally.
Yang Tiandong suppressed his excitement and said, “Day by day, I am dealing with the reincarnation of the underworld. Though boring, it is safe. I can also spend time cultivating.”
For some reason, Yang Tiandong somehow wanted to cry when he saw Han Jue again.
He is the King of Hell. How could she cry?
However, he could not control his emotions.
He thought Han Jue had already forgotten about him after millions of years.
Exactly right.
There were many geniuses in the Hidden Sect, and there was no shortage of Heavenly Dao Saints. What her?
Although he usually pretended to be lazy, he was actually very disappointed and regretful whenever he heard about the genius of the Hidden Sect.
Han Jue said, "This is my wife and this is my daughter, Han Qing'er."
Hearing this, Yang Tiandong looked at Qingluan'er and his daughter and hurriedly bowed.
Qingluan'er was caught off guard. When he first saw his disciple, he had to give him a gift, just like Xuan Qingjun.
Han Jue smiled and said, “Alright, no need to be polite. Contact Han Xinyuan.”
Yang Tiandong hurriedly agreed and went to call him.
Han Qing'er asked curiously, “Dad, who is he? He looks very fierce.”
Han Jue said, "He was Dad's first student, but Dad hasn't seen him in a long time."
"Why not?"
“He's like you. He's too fond of running.”
"Huh?"
"That's fine. Dad will never see you again if you run around in the future.”
Han Jue's words frightened Han Qing'er. His eyes immediately turned red and tears welled up.
Qingluan'er rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "Why are you scaring him?"
Han Jue smiled. "I didn't scare her."
Qingluan'er was dumbfounded, while Han Qing'er was crying in fear.
Han Jue was amused.
This girl is usually too lively. He had to teach her a lesson so that she would not run away at seventeen or eighteen and bring a man back to propose.
Although Han Jue did not want to care too much about his children, he hoped Han Qing'er could focus on cultivating.
The higher one's cultivation level was, the more good men they would meet.
Of course, there were evil men no matter in which realm they were in, but at least Han Jue hoped his suffering would lessen.
He would find someone weak to marry if his cultivation level was too low. They will not escape death. Back then, she had to beg Han Jue to save her husband.
He brought Han Qing'er to meet so many old friends to nurture his judgment.
It was not that Han Jue looked down on humans. After all, when she was a human, if fairies loved her, she would definitely be afraid of attracting trouble. He would not dare to accept it unless the other party forced him to.
Qingluan'er comforted Han Qing'er.
Not long after, Yang Tiandong brought Han Xinyuan.
He walked out and waited outside after taking her to the hall.
Han Xinyuan was confused, but she was suddenly stunned when she saw Han Jue.
Han Yu's.
His descendants had already become Sage.
No, it's not Han Yu.
The face that Han Xinyuan had almost forgotten appeared in her mind.
His father, Han Tuo.
He asked curiously, "You?"
He thought that Han Jue was Han Tuo's son, but he was obviously not easy to be able to summon the King of Hell and make him avoid suspicion.
He immediately stepped forward and wanted to hold her hand.
However, Han Xinyuan dodged it carefully.
“Oh, you are my grandson. Why are you hiding?" Qingluan'er pouting.
Granddaughter?
Han Xinyuan was stunned.
He subconsciously looked at Han Jue.
Han Jue said, “That's right. Han Tuo is our son. The King of Hell who just came out was my disciple.”
Han Xinyuan widened her beautiful eyes. His past doubts were soon resolved.
No wonder Yang Tiandong took care of him so well!
In the past, he was worried that Yang Tiandong would have untrue thoughts about him. Then, he discovered that Yang Tiandong was a little cautious while taking care of him, afraid that he would cross the line. He thought it was because of Han Yu, but in the end, it wasn't.
Han Xinyuan was at a loss for words.
Han Qing'er came over and smiled. "Are you my nephew?"
Niece-in-law?
Han Xinyuan looked at the young Han Qing'er and did not know whether to laugh or cry. At first glance he knew that this girl was only a few years old.
Han Jue said, “I came to see you in the past and even taught you Mystic Power. It's just that you didn't realize it and I didn't want to interrupt your life.”
Han Xinyuan enlightened. He had been puzzled before and thought that he had obtained the understanding of the Heavenly Dao.
Han Qing'er started talking to Han Xinyuan, interrupting her thoughts.
Qingluan'er also looked at him with pity.
The three women chatted happily. Han Jue did not want to disturb them and walked out of the hall.
He appeared on Yang Tiandong's side, making him so frightened that he knelt down again.
Han Jue raised his hand and forcefully raised it with an invisible force.
“It doesn't need to be like this. Are you really far from me?" Han Jue said helplessly.
Yang Tiandong did not know how to explain it.
He did not dare to relax.
The person before him was the Immeasurable Divine Mighty Heavenly Hermit!
The most powerful existence in the entire Heavenly Dao!
How could he be rude?
Han Jue said, “I will make you a Sage. After so many years, your temperament should have already been forged. You should cultivate diligently in the future, understand?”
Yang Tiandong was flattered and hurriedly thanked him.
Han Jue was silent.
Why is he on his knees again?
He could not be bothered with Yang Tiandong. Instead, he asked about the Heavenly Race and the Catastrophe Race in the underworld.
When Yang Tiandong spoke of the underworld, he instantly became familiar with it and spoke nonstop. He was now the leader of the King of Hell, so the excess of managing the underworld was naturally on him.
Han Jue listened quietly.
Two hours later.
Han Jue left with Qingluan'er and her daughter.
Yang Tiandong and Han Xinyuan stood before the King Hall of Hell and looked in the direction they had long left behind.
Han Xinyuan asked, “King of Hell, who is my grandfather? Why haven't I heard of Han Jue?”
Yang Tiandong laughed silently. You have never heard of Han Jue, but have you heard of the Mighty Heavenly Supreme?
However, Han Jue did not take the initiative to say it, so he naturally could not unlock the secret.
“Again, he's very strong. Not to mention you, even your father benefited from his reputation. Otherwise, your father would have died a long time ago and not even had time to give birth to you. Han Yu should have been annihilated as well. It was also my master who helped him, ” Yang Tiandong said meaningfully, causing Han Xinyuan to think hard.
The sage!
However, there were too many Sages now. Han Xinyuan did not know which Sage it was.
Yang Tiandong said, “Qing'er might come again in the future. At that time, you should take good care of him."
He knew that Han Jue had not come here just to show off. He wanted them to remember Han Qing'er. If he came to the underworld in the future, they would have to take care of him and not slack off.
Yang Tiandong had no complaints about this. Instead, he was very happy
His master became more human-like after obtaining a princess.