Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
10 Years in the world, one heart asked
Han Jue looked at the old Taoist priest, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "Who are you? Explain my doubts, what do you want?"
The old daoist said with a smile: "If a little friend is willing to invite the Poor Dao to a meal, then it would be better. The poor dao walked the world, had the world in his heart, and had confused many people, even the king of men."
The human race was highly adaptable, and only less than 30,000 years since the end of the disaster, the human race inherited the rules of the prosperous human race before the disaster, and even the king of mankind had been established.
Seeing the prosperity and development of this city, Han Jue thought he had crossed over, and it wasn't ancient times when the heavenly path restarted.
Han Juexiao asked, "Then, you can see what I think?"
The old daoist shook his head and said: "How can the human heart be seen, and the immortal also fear the human heart."
Han Jue became bored, so she became interested, and said with a smile: "Then, are you a fairy?"
"Xianyun Yehe, the usual repair."
"Then do you know what is higher than fairies?"
"It was naturally a saint, a heavenly man."
Han Jue started chatting with the old Taoist priest, and soon wine and food were put on the table, and the old Taoist started devouring him, as if he had not eaten anything in some life.
Taiyi Jinxian was still very hungry, she just pretended to see him.
It was thought that this fellow wanted Han Jue to look down on him, and then he slapped him in the face.
What's this called?
Pigs eat tigers?
Han Jue felt funny in his heart, but he did not break it.
He wanted to prove it, but Taiyi Jinxian could not show it, it was just an interesting episode.
An hour later.
The old daoist stood up and said with a smile: "That little friend has a pretty face, and I don't know how many hearts the princess wants you to take. Maybe your confusion is the word love. There are no complaints or regrets, and you will live according to them, and in the end you will be open-minded."
Seeing him disappear at the top of the stairs, Han Jue shook his head and laughed.
God scepter!
Han Jue smiled, as if thinking of something, he looked out the window and kept thinking.
Perhaps what is lacking is experience.
"Maybe I can stay here and become a mortal."
Han Jue thought to himself.
After getting the idea, Han Jue got up and walked out of the inn.
He first bought a courtyard in the city, and then added furniture and servants. Since then, he has lived in this city and his name is still Han Jue.
There are certainly not a hundred thousand in the world, but eight hundred.
Han Juezhi was not yet famous in the immortal world, and he was not afraid of causing trouble at all.
Spring is gone and autumn is coming.
Han Jue spent ten years in the city.
The city is called Dongshou City, and is one of the border cities of mankind, sometimes attacked by ancient races and beasts, so the formation is more advanced.
Han Jue was also fully integrated into Dongshou City, and was acquainted with its neighbors.
Today.
Dongshou was covered in thick snow, and the entire city was stained white.
Han Jue sat in the courtyard enjoying the snow, feeling the true meaning of heaven and earth.
The snow-swept old slave next to him shook his head, and said with emotion: "Patriark is starting to wonder again, I don't know what he's thinking."
Han Jue was very good at organizing people. In the eyes of the people, Han Jue's biggest problem was seeing God. Sometimes he could stand in the courtyard during the day and night, which was unbelievable.
At this moment, a servant rushed in and said anxiously: "Patriarch, someone is lying in front of the gate, as if they are dead!"
Eastern Shoucheng has strict laws and murder is worth living for, if the wrong they kill, the problem will be big.
Han Jue immediately walked to the gate, he was pretending to be human, so he did not leave.
When he came to the gate of the mansion, he saw a dirty woman lying in the snow, with many people gathered.
Han Jue walked over and quickly made the woman sigh in relief with her right hand, and dragged her to leave her soul back.
The woman slowly opened her eyes, although her face was dirty, her eyes were very clear and bright.
Seeing him wake up, the people around could not help but sigh in relief.
"Girl, come home as soon as possible, the snow is too big, carefully get lost."
Han Jue chuckled softly, then turned around and walked to the gate.
The tone he gave off was enough for the other party to live another fifty years, no different from an ordinary human.
nightly.
Han Jue came to the table to prepare dinner, and the waiter standing at the side said: "Patriark, that beggar girl is still at the door, saying that you saved him and he's willing to be a cow and a horse for you."
Han Jue calmly said, "Let him come in, and find him a job."
The maid left.
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Five years later.
Dongshou ushered in a rare beast wave in a century, and the entire city stood guard.Han Jue stood in the courtyard looking at the smoke from all directions, silently.
A woman in Tsing Yi suddenly approached her, she had a nice face and was not pretty, but she was eccentric and very pleasant.
“Patriark, are you worried about the collapse of the city?” The woman in Tsing Yi asked with a smile, without any worry at all.
She was the beggar girl from five years ago, Qing Luan'er, who was only seventeen years old. After entering the Han family, this girl did not treat herself as a servant at all, she had always loved Han Jue, but she was indeed capable. It can do all the physical work here, which is stronger than a man.
Han Jue smiled and said, "Maybe so."
Qing Luan'er curled her lips: "Yes, yes, no, no, you always like such ambiguity, one cannot guess what you are thinking."
Han Jue smiled and ignored him.
After a few months, Dongshoucheng persevered, but the soldiers suffered heavy losses, and the king had to send monks to help.
The arrival of the monks triggered a wave of drills in the eastern defense city.
However, the human race was not an innate human race, their blood was passed down from the last human race measuring disaster, and their talents were good or bad. UU read www.uukanshu.com
Han Jue pretended not to practice spiritual roots and continued to live an ordinary life.
Ten years have passed.
Han Ju is married.
Qing Luan'er who married Qing Luan. Other than she was attractive to him, it was more about matchmaking subordinates, neighbors, and friends. In the eyes of humans, he also had to establish a family and build a business and leave behind heirs.
A year later, Qing Luan'er became pregnant and gave birth to a son named Han Tuo.
This was controlled by Han Jue on purpose, otherwise he would never be able to leave blood behind.
He suppressed Han Tuo's spiritual root talent, making Han Tuo seem indistinguishable from ordinary people, unless he met with a quasi-sage to remove the blood seal for her.
Han Jue's plan was to treat her well, wait for her reincarnation, and then take her body back.
After marrying a wife and having children, Han Jue had a deeper understanding and a deeper understanding of Tao.
Three thousand roads are everywhere.
Personnel, local and heavenly, all have Taoist laws.
Then, as Han Tuo had craved for a fairy that could fly in the sky since he was a child, he shouted to Qing Luaner to find a fairy teacher for her, and Qing Luaner to find Han Jue again. requesting relationships.
In the end, Han Tuo was found to have no spiritual root qualifications, and he was hit hard.
In a few days, she is alive and well, and her secret is mysterious every day.
Han Jue discovered that this kid seemed to be practicing martial arts.
To be exact, it was perfecting!
Qing Luaner taught him.
Han Jue did not care and asked wholeheartedly.
The hill in town.
Mother and son in the forest.
The dignified Qing Luan'er looked at the young Han Tuo, and said, "Tuo'er, you must not spread this method, or tell your father about it, so as not to scare him."
Han Tuo nodded while shaking his fist.
When he was only nine years old, he was already very aggressive.
Qing Luan'er looked depressed in her eyes, and thought in her heart: "If my son has spiritual roots, such desires, he may not be able to become immortal in the future, unfortunately."