Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years

Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
I wanted and I asked, the hidden gate of 3 saints


This year, Han Tuo was thirteen years old.


In the lobby, Han Jue, Han Tuo, and Qing Luaner were eating to celebrate Han Tuo's birthday.


Han Tuo was very happy, and he did not know if it was because of his birthday or anything else, his face was red with excitement.


Qing Luaner took the plate for Han Jue. Han Jue brought a glass of wine and asked Han Tuo about his recent schoolwork.


Humanity today already has a set of educational structures, reading wise books, and gaining fame.


Han Tuo answered honestly, Han Jue could clearly see that he wasn't thinking about it.


“Daddy, when is your birthday?” Han Tuo suddenly changed the subject and asked.


Han Jue said, "I haven't remembered it in a long time."


"Why don't you remember? What about your parents? It's my grandparents."


"I grew up without a father or a mother."


"What?"


Han Tuo was stunned, he suddenly realized that he did not seem to care much about his father since he was a child, only thinking about immortal cultivation.


Qing Luan'er laughed softly: "Look at your father's predicament since he was a child. You have to respect it when you grow up."


Han Tuo nodded and said proudly: "I will become a cultivator and achieve longevity in the future, and let you live forever!"


"Tuoer is really ambitious."


Qing Luan'er touched Han Tuo's head with an affectionate look.


Han Jue drank the small wine lightly and smiled at the mother and child.


Not to mention, it was good to experience this kind of worldly practice during thirty thousand years of hard work.


It was just that the life of a human was filled with uncertainty, unlike a practitioner who could control his life.


Three years later, Han Tuo was sixteen years old.


Dongshou City faced another crisis, an unprecedented wave of ferocious beasts had struck, and several neighboring towns had fallen, and rumors spread to Dongshou City, causing panic.


The city lord of Dongshou City began conscription by force, and all the boys over fifteen years old had to enlist in the army, and Han Tuo also left.


The sky snowed again, covering the sky and covering the sun, and the entire city was dressed in white.


Han Jue came to the inn This is his first inn in Dongshoucheng He likes to come here on weekdays.


It was still in the old location, in front of the window on the second floor, you could see people coming and going in the city.


Compared to the past, there were fewer pedestrians on the streets of the city, and most of them were in a hurry.


"My little friend, I haven't seen you in years, and you have gray hair on your head. It's really a wasted time."


A laugh came, and I saw old Taoist priest Han Jue meet in Dongshou City for the first time, still sitting in front of Han Jue.


After all these years, Han Jue had deliberately added a few strands of white hair to his head, even though he was still handsome, he was no longer young.


Han Jue smiled and said, "Senior is still grizzled, not less at that moment."


The old daoist smiled and said, "Old rules?"


Han Jue nodded slightly.


The old Taoist poured himself in, and then smiled: "That little friend should not be an ordinary person. This body is not like a human. Even if the Eastern Guards are going to destroy the city, you are still calm and composed. Could it? are you here to shed the usual ones?"


Han Jue asked back, "What about you?"


"I also change the mortal world, walk in the world, improve the state of mind."


"Which situation did you go through?"


"Go to God, my little friend must go to eternity, you and I are destined, in the future you can come to my Qingtianmen and pursue the great path."


The old daoist squeezed his beard and smiled, quite proud.


Han Jue thanked him, his attitude neither salty nor indifferent.


The two started chatting.


While talking and laughing, the roar of the ferocious beasts from outside the city was deafening.


The people on the street downstairs were terrified and fled in panic. Han Jue and the old Taoist were still drinking and chatting, and they talked about their own experiences of walking around the world.


[Chen Yazi has a good opinion of you, the current level of goodwill is 3 stars]


Han actually suggested this line and did not care.


for a long time.


Chen Yazi got up and left, leaving behind a sentence: "Life is full of shackles. If you want to escape from the shackles, you must have no desires and desires."


His words touched Han Jue a little.


No desire, no desire!


This is the realm that ordinary immortal beings wish to attain, far from cause and effect.


Han Jue was simply inspired, unmoved.


The path is not without desires and desires, on the contrary, I want and ask!


To pursue what he wants, he will have a stronger motivation to train.


This is what many people do in their lives.


It's not bad.


"I stayed away from the world for so long, wasn't it just to be the strongest? After reaching the strongest, I will do whatever I want to do?"


Han Jue's gaze was once again fixed on the people rushing downstairs. He had a deeper understanding of his own ways and gradually became assertive.


In the human world for many years, he had seen everything that man had to experience, birth, old age, disease and death, love, hatred, and hatred, life and death.


Every human being tries to control his life.


Han Jue had already become a quasi-sage and was still pursuing Dao's heart.


When she is sanctified, she will do whatever she wants!


Han Jue's eyes became firm.


My holy way, I want and ask!


Han Jue entered Ding and began to understand Jiyuan Avenue.


He was not afraid of being bullied, not to mention the humans around him, even if a savage beast outside the city attacked him, he would not be injured.


The East Defense City disaster was longer than before, the war was ruthless, and the battle continued.


Two years later.


Han Jue stood in the courtyard, bathed in flying snow.


The fruit is starting to change.


Transformation to the holy fruit!


Perhaps after Dao Xin became strong, the durable Han Jue began to grow again.


Breakthrough is coming!


Han Jue began to doubt whether to return.


He had the premonition that he could break through at most in a hundred years.


But when he thought of Qing Luan'er and Han Tuo, Han Jue felt gentle and decided to accompany them again.


For Han Tuo~www.mtlnovel.com~ Han Jue has changed his mind.


I was thinking of suppressing Han Tuo's bloodline before, because I was afraid that Han Tuo would cause trouble for him and cause a lot of cause and effect.


Now Han Jue found the answer.


Too much consideration will be shackles and obstacles!


Han Jue smiled freely.


[Houtu Empress asks you to dream, do you accept it?]


A line of words suddenly jumped out of Han Jue's eyes, and he asked inwardly, "Is it dangerous to accept?"


[It needs to reduce 3 billion years of life, whether to continue]


continuing on!


【Not】


Han Jue immediately decided to accept.


I want to ask, it does not mean coming blindly.


It was always good to be careful, especially when the other party could threaten his life.


In a dream, near the Yellow Springs.


Han Jue bowed his hand to Empress Houtu.


Houtu Niangniang said: "The heavenly devil is coming. Killing heavenly demons could earn rewards. If the Hidden Gate wants to become the Qiyun sect, don't miss it."


Han Jue smiled and said, "Thank you, Niang Niang, for reminding me that the underworld is planning to besiege and suppress that demon?"


"Well, catch that demon as a ghost messenger. Although these demons were cruel, but they were not serious, in a sense, they were not terrible."


"Where did the devil come from?"


"What the devil's saints have done can be thought of as cooperating with heaven. Through the doom of heaven, a large number of great diviners would appear. After that, it was expected that it would be a battle for the sacred position. "


Houtu Niangniang showed anxiety on his face, and continued: "No one in the underworld can be qualified to fight for the holy throne. I hope you can win it. If you are afraid of trouble, at least let the hidden gate take it. This holy see does not care about the Daoist. If you get it or another saint gets it, it'll ruin the balance that lasts."


Han Jue raised his eyebrows.


He held Dao Ziqi and Hongmeng Ziqi in his hands, enough to cultivate two saints.


Fighting again.


Other than him, wouldn't the hidden gate have three more saints?


I didn't fight, but you guys came here?