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Chapter 653 Thanks to the Dao of Heaven, Mysterious Senior

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    Hearing Han Ming's answer, Han Jue was speechless.

    Do you have to confess?

    Don't save face for me?

    Han Jue was silent.

    Han Ming was also silent.

    After calming down for a while, Han Ming realized that there was something wrong with what he said just now, and it was absolutely impossible for Han to find him for no reason.

    Han Ming asked again: "Are you still there?"

    "Um."

    "Okay, I would like to join the hidden door."

    "Then you clean up."

    "good."

    After a stick of incense, Han Ming set off for Baiyue Xianchuan.

    Han Jue adjusted his state of mind and soon entered practice again.

    A few years later, Han Ming came to Baiyue Xianchuan, and was directly accepted by Han Jue into the Taoist temple. He did not let Han Ming go out, but stayed in the Taoist temple to practice.

    Han Ming sat in meditation on a futon, and glanced cautiously at Han Jue.

    Han Jue, who was shining with divine light all over his body, made it impossible for him to spy on his real body. This was the first time he felt such coercion.

    Han Ming took a deep breath.

    He used to fantasize about cultivating beside Han Jue, but he knew that Han Juesheng's cold nature could only be a delusion. Now that it has become a reality, he actually feels unreal.

    Han Ming laughed at himself, what was he thinking?

    He stopped thinking about it and began to concentrate on cultivation.

    Han never said a word to him, maybe he just wanted to see his cultivation attitude and aptitude, he can't lose face!

    As everyone knows, the reason why Han Jue ignored him was to complete the goal of retreating for a thousand years, and his practice could not be interrupted

    Thirty-three layers of heaven, all the saints gathered in the Qiankun Hall.

    The Holy Lord Xuandu has come back, he glanced at all the saints, and said: "I have joined hands with Fellow Daoist Han to obtain the Earth Immortal Realm, and then I plan to merge the Earth Immortal Realm into the Dao of Heaven, and establish time and space channels in the two worlds to connect with each other.  "

    Earth Immortal World!

    All the saints looked at each other in blank dismay. They had all heard about this realm. The Immortal Realm used to be a part of the Immortal Realm, just like the Ancient Desolation. After the Great War of the Saints, the Primordial Heaven and Earth were shattered and divided into many pieces. Now only the Heavenly Dao is left.  Down to the fairyland.

    Qiu Xilai said: "Well, what do you need us to do, just tell me directly."

    Other sages have no objection either, and feel that the matter is not too big.

    Emperor Xiao said: "Recently, a mysterious coffin appeared outside the underworld. Its aura is unfathomable. I dare not approach it. It has to be determined by the Holy One."

    "oh?"

    Holy Venerable Xuandu couldn't help but look out of the underworld.

    It took a while before he saw Shiyuan Hongmeng's coffin, and he couldn't help frowning.

    He immediately disappeared in the same place.

    Other saints followed suit.

    All the saints came to Shiyuan Hongmeng's coffin together, Fang Liang stared at the coffin, frowning.

    The stele in front of the coffin was motionless, but it made all the saints palpitate inexplicably.

    "What's this?"

    "When did it appear? Emperor Xiao, why didn't you say it earlier?"

    "I also found out not long ago, and there is no saint, so you dare to come and investigate? Anyway, I dare not."

    "Why didn't you find this thing before?"

    "Could it be that this is what belonged to the earth lady after the previous attack?"

    All the saints communicated in low voices, and the sage of Xuandu sent a voice transmission to Empress Houtu, and soon Empress Houtu appeared here.

    "But this thing hurt you?" Xuandu Shengzun asked, pointing to Shiyuan Hongmeng's coffin.

    Empress Houtu shook her head and said, "No, the breath is completely different. What is this? Who is hiding in the coffin?"

    Xuandu Shengzun said: "We don't know either."

    Antarctic Tianzun raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to find a way to suppress it?"

    Sage Xuandu shook his head.

    He stared carefully at Shiyuan Hongmeng's coffin, lost in thought.

    Just at this moment, the stele shook violently, which shocked all the saints to be vigilant, and took out their own treasures one after another, waiting in full force.

    I saw bloodstains appearing on the surface of the stele, and the writing was written, as if long worms were entrenched on it, oozing blood.

    Soon, a line of words appeared, obscure and difficult to understand.

    Saints can't understand it.

    Fang Liang said: "Born in chaos, made achievements in the way of heaven, died in fate, and reborn in Hongmeng."

    Antarctic Tianzun asked in surprise: "Can you understand?"

    Fang Liangdao: "This kind of writing is recorded in the Taoism handed down to me by the Taoist ancestors, and it is the writing created by the Chaos Demon God."

      The saints are thoughtful.

    They couldn't understand, so they were not sure if Fang Liang was true.

    Li Daokong said: "Let's find a way to get rid of it, or drive it away."

    Shi Dudao nodded and said, "I agree."

    Li Daokong glanced at him with disdain on his face.

    Shi Dudao pretended not to see it.

    "Thanks to the way of heaven" Xuandu Shengzun muttered to himself.

    Fang Liang said: "The coffin should be a certain Chaos Demon God. As for this stele, it is probably a treasure. We'd better be careful."

    The saints nodded and continued to discuss how to deal with Shiyuan Hongmeng

    Han Jue opened his eyes.

    He once again retreated for a thousand years, feeling happy physically and mentally.

    He has already started to regard the millennium as a day, and he is making progress every day. This feeling is so cool.

    Han Jue looked at Han Ming next to him. Han Ming had been practicing penance for thousands of years. He hadn't spoken a word and was very honest.

    not bad!

    Han Jue teleported directly to the second dojo with Han Ming.

    Han Ming opened his eyes and found that the Taoist temple had changed.

    Han Juedao: "From now on, you will practice here, and you can go outside for a walk. There are five people in this dojo including you. From now on, you will listen to Murong Qi."

    Murong Qi?

    Han Ming wrote it down silently.

    Han Jue sent a voice transmission to Murong Qi, and after explaining the origin of Han's fate, he returned to Baiyue Xianchuan.

    He stood in the Taoist temple to stretch his muscles and check his mail by the way.

    ¡¾Your son Han Tuo invaded a small heaven¡¿

    [Your friend Xie Tiandi was attacked by your enemy Fu Xitian and was seriously injured]

    [Your friend Jing Tiangong enters the dark restricted area]

    [Your apprentice Long Hao absorbs the luck of the dragon clan, and his Taoism has greatly increased]

    [Your son Han Tuo was attacked by creatures from the Little Heavenly Dao] x6720239

    [Your friend Xitian Patriarch enters the ancient wasteland]

    ¡¾Your friend Panxin enters the ancient wasteland¡¿

    [Your descendant Han Yu got your enemy Nuwa Empress to entrust her dreams, and her morality has greatly improved]

    Recently, Fu Xitian has been very active. Even Empress Nuwa has also started activities, and even found Han Yu.

    There is definitely a calculation!

    Han Jue continued to look down. After he read all the emails, he entrusted Han Yu with a dream.

    In the dream.

    Han Yu opened his eyes, and seeing Han Jue shining with divine light all over his body, he was immediately alert.

    "What's going on? Illusion?"

    Han Yu frowned tightly, as if facing an enemy.

    Han Jue jokingly said with a smile: "Little guy, don't you remember me?"

    Hearing this, Han Yu widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Senior, is it you?"

    Although he has become a teacher of Li Daokong, he will never forget the mysterious and powerful person who gave him exercises.

    Without that great power, how could he cultivate to the point where Li Daokong was satisfied?

    "So you still remember me, I thought you forgot me after you became a teacher." Han Jue said with a smile.

    Han Yu hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "I will never forget the great kindness of seniors. What is your order?"

    Han Juedao: "Did someone entrust you with a dream recently?"

    Han Yu frowned.

    He couldn't help but think of the dream of Nuwa Empress earlier, why did it attract this mysterious senior?

    Empress Nuwa is an existence beyond a saint, so this mysterious senior must not be weak, otherwise it would be impossible to detect it.

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