Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
Back to the Fatherland, Fairy Tales
"Dad, how old is Han Xinyuan?"
"Dad, where's my brother?"
"Dad, I want to find my brother!"
"Dad..."
Above the clouds, Han Jue was so angry that he really wanted to throw this girl away.
Qing Luan'er looked at Han Jue's thoughts and said with a smile, "If you make trouble again, your father will throw you away."
Han Qinger smiled proudly: "I'm not afraid, I can fly."
Han Jue glared at him, although he did not mention Han Tuo, Han Qinger's eyes were red with anger.
Afterwards, Han Jue brought his wife and daughter to the fairyland.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
Han Qinger had grown into a flower girl, wearing a beautiful red dress, long hair tied up behind her head, and her eyebrows were excited.
Han Jue stood in front of the two women, staring at the sky.
"Dad, where are we going next?" Han Qing'er asked with anticipation in her eyes.
She has lived happily ever since she was a child, without worry, she can see new things every day, and she does not need to spend physical exertion to travel, which is very easy.
Han Jue said: "Go to the mortal world, this is the final journey. After that, you must leave the immortal world and go home. It'll be hard for you to think about it later, and you'll have to train hard."
Han Qing'er pouted and said, "Cultivation is cultivation. I'm so talented that I'll surprise you."
Over the years, Han Qinger had also learned about the cultivation situation in the immortal world, after comparing, she discovered that she was extremely talented, so she also had hopes for cultivation.
Qing Luan'er smiled and said: "Qing'er talent is really good. I thought your brother didn't have your talent back then, but even if his talent was mediocre, he still firmly left alone and sought an eternal destiny."
As soon as Han Tuo was mentioned, Han Qinger became interested and asked, "Mother, what is the cultivation level of my eldest brother now? Didn't you say that he lived five million years, was that Daluo Jinxian?"
In the immortal world, there were many beings who had lived for five million years but were unable to penetrate the realm of the gods. His mother was also in the realm of the gods. The reason why he thought Han Tuo was stronger was because he had always been looking forward to a brother he had never met. There's even a little adoration.
Qing Luan'er shook her head and laughed. He glanced at Han Jue. Seeing that Han never wanted to say anything, he had to say, "Maybe."
Han Jue had warned that Han Qinger should not be allowed to know nature above a saint, so as not to slack off.
In that case, Qing Luan'er could also understand.
At least after he knew that Han Jue surpassed Liberty Saint, he felt that no matter whether he cultivated or not, he still could not catch up to Han Jue.
As long as he remained by Han Jue's side, he wouldn't be in danger, nor would he cause any trouble for Han Jue.
Han Qinger curled her lips and said, "If you can't see the eldest brother, then look at the second brother, father, can we go see the second brother before we go home, he may have been born."
Han Jue did not look back and said, "Of course I should go back and look at it, but your second brother is still too early to be born."
"Why hasn't he been born so long? Could it be that her aunt is not a human, but a demon clan?"
"Of course not, it's just that your second brother is talented."
"Very talented?"
Han Qinger's eyes twinkled.
Han Jue hummed, "Don't ask."
He waved his right arm, and soon, the three of them came to a trembling world.
The next comfort was the original eighteen peaks of Yuqing Shengzong, but the topography of the mountain had changed.
Han Qinger asked curiously, "Where is this place? Why aren't there people?"
Qing Luan'er also looked at Han Jue in confusion.
Han Jue said, "This is where your father was born."
Hearing this, Qing Luan'er and Han Qing'er were all interested.
The three of them landed, Han Jue walked in front, and his thoughts went back to five million years ago.
Qing Luan'er and Han Qing'er looked around, but they did not bother Han Jue.
Han Jue came to the cliff and looked at the mountains. The grand appearance of the Yuqing Sect in the past appeared in front of him, and an endless stream of disciples crossed the mountains. Han Jue thought of Tie Lao, Li Qingzi, and Li Qingzi. Jiuding is a real person.
"Dad, there's someone on the other side of the mountain!"
Han Qinger suddenly pointed forward and exclaimed.
Following his gaze, someone was cutting down a tree in the forest opposite him.
No one had been inhabited for thousands of miles, and it was strange that a woodcutter appeared, but it did not attract Han Jue's attention.
Han Qing'er rolled her eyes and jumped onto the opposite mountain.
Qingluan'er did not stop him, and the woodcutter did not have a cultivation base, so not even a bad person could hurt his daughter.
Han Qing'er landed behind the woodcutter and snorted, which made the woodcutter tremble in fear. He turned around, tripped, and fell to the ground. The axe in his hand fell, and he accidentally cut off his palm, and blood instantly overflowed. .
The woodcutter frowned in pain.
Han Qinger panicked: "Sorry ..."
He noticed that the woodcutter was also young, only looking in his early twenties.
The woodcutter picked up the axe and asked carefully, "Who are you? A monster?"
She looks so pretty and dressed in red, she must be a banshee!
Woodcutters pale and sweaty.
Monsters want to eat people!
Han Qing'er pouted, "I'm not a monster, I'm a fairy!"
With a wave of his right hand, the wound on the woodcutter's palm healed instantly.
The woodcutter got up and ran.
Han Qing'er raised her hand and used her spiritual power to move it back.
"What are you running for? I'm not a monster. I'm here to ask you, why are you alone near here?" Han Qinger said furiously.
The woodcutter said in a trembling voice, "I live near here, and there is indeed no one else."
Han Qinger asked in surprise: "You're so shy, how dare you stay here alone?"
The woodcutter gritted his teeth and did not reply.
He started to turn his brain to find a way, how to get out?
"Why are you here?" Han Qing'er asked.
He added: "If you answer honestly, I won't embarrass you, and I can still teach you the method of cultivating immortals."
Hearing this, the woodcutter's eyes sparkled.
He hurriedly said: "It is rumored that there is a legacy left behind by the immortals. Every thousand years, one obtains eternal practice from here, and is then world famous. I just want to try it.
"Why did you cut down a tree?"
"Make fire. There are many animals at night. Without fire, I'll die."
"Oh."
When Han Qinger saw a real human for the first time, she was full of interest and started asking various questions.
The woodcutter knows nothing.
Han Qinger also took advantage of this situation to find out her origin.
The woodcutter village was slaughtered by magic cultivators, and everything was made into mummified puppets. He escaped by chance. He had always wanted revenge., he could only come to pursue the legend of the illusion fairy.
After Han Qinger heard this, she couldn't stand it in her heart, just thinking about it from the perspective of a woodcutter made her feel hopeless.
"What if I help you get revenge?" Han Qing'er asked.
The woodcutter's eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, I want to take revenge myself, so you have to teach me how to cultivate."
Han Qing'er showed a helpless look, spread out her hands and said, "Actually, I don't know the cultivation method, but I can ask my father."
After living for so long, he did not train seriously, relying on his natural instincts.
The woodcutter immediately knelt down, kowtowed to Han Qinger, and said, "Thank you elves! As long as your father is willing to teach me the cultivation method, I want to become a slave forever and serve you!"