While the ancient turbid yin was still pondering, the innate creatures below became more and more restless.

Those creatures who can speak human words began to communicate and cheer each other up, all of whom were indifferent to the ancient turbid yin.

Seeing that the situation was unstable, Gu Zhuo snorted coldly.

This cold snorted like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of all innate creatures.

The body of Gu Zhuoyin suddenly twisted and quickly rose, as if a giant mountain rose from the ground, getting higher and higher, and soon covered the sky and the sun.

In front of the ancient turbid Yin, the innate creatures on the wasteland appear small.

The giant tortoise who had been clamoring before was so scared that he shut up and shivered.

Gu Zhuoyin looked up and his eyes passed through the thirty-three layers of heaven.

"No matter who it is, no one can stop me from proof of enlightenment!"

Gu Zhuoyin muttered to himself, his tone was full of firmness.

Before the disaster reaches, the saint cannot enter the fairy world, and he is an invincible existence among all living beings!

...

Fifty years later.

Queen Houtu sent a dream to Han Jue.

Han Jue entered his dream, but it was still by the underworld. Empress Houtu was straightforward and told her purpose.

The order of reincarnation has just been restored, and due to the magical power of destroying Taoism, the underworld is almost extinct. Queen Houtu wants to recruit ghost soldiers and ghosts and gods for the underworld. She does not trust other forces and hopes that Han Jue will help.

Han Jue was secretly alert.

He did what he said: "No, our Hidden Sect just wants to practice in a low-key manner, not in a catastrophe. The You clan was founded before to avoid it. After so many years of precipitation, I let them come out, and they may not be able to come out."

Queen Houtu said, "Try it, it's not to let them enter the calamity, but to take charge of the order in the underworld."

Han Jue said: "Why not be able to cooperate with the Heavenly Court? My disciple is the Emperor of Heaven. The Heavenly Court is weak and just needs allies."

"It's not impossible."

Empress Houtu pondered, which made Han Jue breathe a sigh of relief.

It's been dealt with!

Han Jue was afraid that Empress Houtu would regret it, so he changed the subject and asked: "What does Empress think of the ancient tribe?"

"The ancient Zhuoyin has great ambitions, but whether it can succeed depends on how he leads the ancient clan. All forces will not sit still and wait for death. Wars will break out in the fairy world soon. If there is war, there will be undead. This is also the reason why I need your help."

Han Jue was speechless when he heard the words of Empress Houtu.

Why did it go back again?

Queen Houtu began to pour bitter water on her, saying how important the cycle of reincarnation is and how much she lacks in staff.

Han Jue also felt bitter, saying that it is not easy to practice asceticism. If he endured loneliness, he would be involved in power and rebounded from the bottom, and it would be difficult to return to the state of asceticism.

for a long time.

The two of them finished chatting and the dream ended.

In the Taoist temple, Han Jue took out the Heavenly Dao Order and began to contact Fang Liang.

Fang Liang heard that he wanted to cooperate with Empress Houtu and agreed directly that the Heavenly Court was in need of reliable allies.

The structure of the Heavenly Clan is too complicated, and even the Immortal God Ji cannot fully control it. The Heavenly Court needs other forces to support it.

Queen Houtu is not a saint of heaven, but is equivalent to a saint, which is just right for heaven.

Fang Liang was very grateful to Han Jue and thought it was Han Jue who was helping him pave the way, and Han Jue was too lazy to explain the situation.

Han Jue frowned after putting down the order of heaven.

no!

The next time you preach, you must instill his ideas into the Hidden Sect's people, and don't be attracted by the world.

...

Two hundred years later, Han Jue began to preach.

This is also the first time that Long Hao and Haotian heard Han Jue preaching, and they are looking forward to it.

In less than a few days, Haotian was shocked.

Han Jue is actually talking about the great way!

Only saints can speak the great way!

really!

He is definitely an ancient Taoist who is comparable to the ancestor Xitian!

Haotian was excited and began to listen carefully.

He had heard the saints talk about the great way before and practiced the great way, but he could not succeed. Before his death, his cultivation stagnated and his progress in enlightenment was not high.

As he listened, Haotian was surprised to find that Han Jue's way was easier to understand than the way the saints talked about.

Not only is it easier to understand, but it is more profound and unfathomable.

The feeling of this conflict is exactly emerging!

Han Jue is definitely an existence beyond the saint of heaven!

You must stay in Hidden Sect in the future!

Haotian made up his mind silently.

Now he no longer has the desire for power, he just wants to prove the truth.

Just give him hope and let him do anything!

This sermon lasted for a hundred years.

After the preaching, everyone was still obsessed and could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Immersed in the vast road, that feeling is so comfortable!

More comfortable than any experience in the world!

If possible, they even want to be immersed in this forever.

Han Jue suddenly shouted, awakening everyone like thunder.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, trembling with the dojo, and the nine demon gods gathered and appeared above his head, covering the sky and the sun, with a majestic and domineering aura.

Everyone stared blankly at the magic image of the demon god.

They all knew that Han Jue had this magical power, and it was their nightmare in the simulation trial, and no one could withstand the magic move of the demon god.

However, this was the first time they saw the nine demon gods condensed when they saw the same magic.

Haotian stared at the nine demon gods and suddenly thought of the twelve ancestor witches a long time ago.

This is the spirit of the twelve ancestor witches.

Han Jue said, "The way of heaven has been restarted for thousands of years, and ancient tribes have emerged recently. Many people are upset and want to go out and explore."

"Today, I will set a rule that I will not leave the Baiyue Xianchuan unless I have my orders."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Quasi-saint!

Haotian was frightened. So many disciples wanted to be quasi-saint?

How is that possible!

etc!

Not necessarily impossible!

There are already 10,000 immortal emperors in the Hidden Sect, and Han Jue's terrifying Taoist practice...

Haotian speeds up. What kind of Taoist sect has he joined?

He noticed that although the disciples of the Hidden Sect were stunned, everyone's eyes were full of confidence.

Since Han Jue created the Jiyuan Avenue, everyone in the Hidden Sect has been able to make continuous breakthroughs by listening to his preaching, including the fairy Xixuan and Chang Yueer with ordinary qualifications.

Over time, the disciples almost forgot that there are shackles in their practice.

They feel that following Han Jue’s practice will continue to climb to the peak of their practice!

"I must be the first disciple of the Hidden Sect to enter the quasi-saint. Don't worry, if anyone wants to go out, I will help you teach them a lesson!" said the Supreme Taoist proudly.

The Black Prison Chicken said sarcastically: "You are like a senior brother, but you just live many years longer than us? In terms of qualifications, you may not be the strongest!"

Others responded, mostly just joked to ease the atmosphere.

Han Jue disappeared from his original place and returned to the Taoist temple to practice.

...

Since Han Jue decided that he would not leave the mountain unless he was a quasi-saint, a trend of cultivation has emerged from the Hidden Sect.

And more and more creatures are moving near Baiyue Xianchuan.

Even the ferocious beasts wanted to trek into the Baiyue Xianchuan, but they were all stopped by the magic circle.

A blink of an eye.

Eighty years have passed.

On this day, a figure came to the fairy river of Baiyue, looking at the vast mountains ahead, he frowned.

This person is Jiang Dugu.

"I really can't see through it."
Chapter completed!