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Chapter 162: Immortal Emperor's Luck

"Kill the heavenly soldiers and generals, and wait for the heavenly court to recruit them?"

Han Jue looked at Chi Yunxian with a strange expression, and his eyes seemed to be saying that you are serious?

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly thought of a story.

The story of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong has a big background, but he doesn't have it.

This is too dangerous!

Can't do it!

Chi Yunxian smiled and said, "If you don't dare and want to survive, you can only go to heaven with me."

Han Jue asked, "Is there really no other way?"

"No, you can only save your disciples."

"When will the heavenly court clear the world?"

"It can be as short as hundreds of years, and it can be as many as thousands of years."

"I'll think about it."

"Um."

Chi Yunxian waved her sleeves, and the surrounding cosmic starry sea was instantly shattered, and Han Jue's consciousness followed him back into his body.

Han Jue opened his eyes and touched his chin and thought.

I have to ask you about this.

Han Jue immediately comprehended the sword art.

More than ten days later, he entered the Jiandao River and was familiar with the car and the road was just like going home.

He found Zhao Guxing and asked about the deeds of the great general. As for Chi Yunxian, he did not sell Chi Yunxian.

Can Chi Yunxian tell him so much, and he has done his best to be kind and righteous. If he tells Chi Yunxian, will he still be a human being?

This may also offend Chi Yunxian!

Zhao Guxing pondered and said, "Do you want to imitate the great general of the Heavenly Court? The Emperor of Heaven does have such a bad habit, bullying the weak. Many generals of the Heavenly Court were enemies of the Heavenly Court. Seeing that they have good qualifications, they will not blame each other and even give great rewards. You can also take this path. If you can enter the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, then Zhuque will not dare to do anything to you."

"Although the Heavenly Court is afraid of the Zhuque clan, he cares more about the genius. The Emperor of Heaven once offended the Buddhist sect for the great gods and almost set off a war in the fairy world."

"It's hard to go this path, and you don't have that much time."

Han Jue sighed and said, "I can only try it. If it really doesn't work, then I can only run away."

If he couldn't beat him, he would jump to the underworld. If the heavens asked the underworld to chase him, he would jump to other worlds.

There is always a place to hide!

"Tsk tsk, if you really succeed, then your future will be bright. Although the Heavenly Court has been in trouble recently, it is still the most powerful force in the upper realm, representing the way of heaven."

Zhao Guxing smiled and was curious about who told Han Jue about this?

This person is so bold!

Han Jue sighed: "What's wrong with most creatures in the mortal world? They have to face the consequences of being slaughtered. The heavenly soldiers and generals have died and lived for the heavenly court, and in the face of qualifications, they all become ants. This seemingly sacred power also has many criticisms."

How could those who believe in immortals and gods know that immortals and gods are just powerful people?

"The so-called immortal god is a lie." Zhao Guxing shook his head and said.

Han Jue didn't say much, and left after learning that this method was feasible.

When Han Jue left the sword road, a purple figure appeared beside Zhao Guxing.

"Is this the mortal you are interested in?" asked the purple figure.

Zhao Guxing replied: "Well, this boy is only eight hundred years old."

The purple figure joked: "He is not a mortal."

"Um?"

"He has the fortune of an Immortal Emperor, probably the descendant of a certain Immortal Emperor, or has been favored by the Immortal Emperor."

"Immortal Emperor? So that's the case, then his future is even more worth looking forward to."

"What are you looking forward to? Want him to replace you?"

"Let's talk about it when he survives this disaster."

"I won't talk about him anymore. The God Palace asked me to invite you. Are you willing to go back? Your deity is still in the God Palace. The God Palace has never really given up on you."

"The water in the temple is deep, I don't want to go back. It's great here, worry-free, and you don't have to think about anything else. If this is the case in the eternal life, then I'm satisfied."

...

Back in the innate cave, Han Jue consolidated the sword path he had just understood.

It took him a few days to start practicing again.

The middle stage of the reincarnation and scattered fairyland is not enough!

When Han Jue was practicing in seclusion, the world of cultivation was in turmoil.

The Tianxian Palace was slaughtered by Taoist Jueyan, with more than half of the casualties. Many years have passed since the incident. Other holy places have noticed hope and have taken the opportunity to develop. The Magic Dao even gathered its forces to continue to besiege the Tianxian Palace.

Although the Tianxian Palace is extremely miserable, looking at the world of cultivation, most of the world are in peace, which is no different from the past years of cultivation.

The Jiuding Zhenren began to go out again, recruiting guests for the Yuqing Holy Sect everywhere, and having new disciples with outstanding spiritual root qualifications.

In a blink of an eye, seven years later.

Li Qingzi couldn't stand it anymore, the deadline was already here.

He came to visit Han Jue.

"Elder Han, I may not be able to hold on for a few years. The treasures in the sect can no longer increase my life. I am going out to explore for a few years. It is very likely that I will die outside like my master." Li Qingzi smiled.

He was not sad, but felt relieved.

Han Jue asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Li Qingzi's smile disappeared and he said seriously: "Before you ascend, protect the Yuqing Holy Sect, protect my junior sister, Fairy Xixuan."

Han Jue nodded.

Li Qingzi began to talk to him about the past and told his life.

Han Jue listened carefully.

The Sword of Enlightenment is also mesmerized.

Li Qingzi's life may not be a legend. From being decided by the Supreme Elder to running around for the sect, he told the story very calmly and told him in a leisurely manner.

Han Jue was not sad, but just felt a little emotional.

It’s good to die, and you will be born in the next life and pursue the great way again.

In addition to immortality, most people want to pursue fame, wealth, power, and women, and he has obtained it without regrets in this life.

He didn't leave until the next day.

Han Jue stood up and sent him out of the mansion.

Li Qingzi had visited Fairy Xixuan, Jiuding Zhenren and other old friends before, and Han Jue was placed last by him.

The person who has the greatest influence on him in his life may not be Han Jue, but Li Qingzi feels that he should thank him the most.

Looking at Li Qingzi flying to the horizon, Han Jue stood by the cliff, watching quietly, with a calm expression.

The Black Prison Chicken rarely came to Han Jue's side and asked, "Master, from now on, don't we have to run away?"

Although Han Jue has been saying that he has run away, the Black Prison Chicken has been here since he has remembered it.

"That's not necessarily." Han Jue replied.

Li Qingzi's departure did not cause any turmoil in the Yuqing Holy Sect.

After so many years, many people have forgotten him.

"If I can meet in the next life, I will give you the opportunity."

Han Jue chuckled softly, and after that, he lowered his head and turned back.

It is normal for people to have separation from life and death.

Besides, Li Qingzi did not die with hatred.

Four years later.

Han Jue saw an email.

[Your friend Li Qingzi's life span is coming to a maximum of his life, his body and soul are gone, and he falls into reincarnation]

Han Jue just sighed softly and continued to practice.

After Li Qingzi's death, Han Jue's mood improved.

Twenty-three years later.

Han Jue broke through to the late stage of the Samsara Fairyland.

He stopped practicing, took out the book of bad luck and began to curse Yang San, Zhuque, and Zhou Qing Zhenren.

This day.

The sky changed drastically, and a black crack that could not be seen long appeared on the sea of ​​clouds. The monks of the Yuqing Holy Sect all panicked when they saw this scene.

This is……
Chapter completed!
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