Chapter 825 One hundred thousand to ten thousand!
It takes a long time to refine one hundred and eight billion billion stars. Even if Han Jue is a saint of the Great Dao, he cannot do it with just one thought.
It takes time for every star to transform. All Han Jue could do is to refine these 108 billion billion stars at the same time.
Jiyuan Dao resonated with it, and Han Jue fell into an unspeakable state, which seemed to be joyful, addicted, and dreamy. Indulging in it also consumed a great amount of will.
I don't know how long it has passed.
Han Jue's 108 billion billion stars finally completed his first transformation, and his consciousness woke up.
He found that his cultivation level had increased a lot!
As the Star becomes stronger, it can actually increase his stagnant cultivation!
This road is right!
Han Jue was very excited.
He called out the property panel to view it and found that more than 40,000 years have passed.
His cultivation growth rate exceeded the effect of his previous retreat for 50,000 years, and even exceeded the speed of his practice before the breakthrough.
Han Jue did not continue to practice, but checked the email.
You can't practice too blindly, you have to look at the people around you to avoid major events.
Soon, Han Jue frowned.
Something happened indeed!
[Your son Han Tuo is attacked by a mysterious powerful man, deprived of the power of the great fortune and the divine power of the great way, and his soul is at the bottom of the chaos]
[Your friend Yitian is attacked by a mysterious powerful force, deprived of the power of the great fortune, and his soul is suppressed at the bottom of chaos]
Something happened to these two boys again.
Unlike the three Taoist Supremes, this time, Yitian and Han Tuo were suppressed at the bottom of Chaos.
What is the lowest level of chaos?
Han Jue was confused.
Chaos is not a single space, and multiple layers of time and space may not be superimposed, or parallel, or even extremely distant.
Han Jue calculated with his fingers that he could not calculate where the bottom layer of Chaos was.
He thought about it and asked Han Tuo to dream.
Dreams are above the city wall.
Han Tuo slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Han Jue, he couldn't help but feel dazed.
The father and son met face to face and fell into silence.
Han Tuo said, "Father, I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
Han Jue snorted: "Why don't you summon me?"
Han Tuo said: "I solved the trouble I caused myself, not to mention that I am not dead yet? And I still have Yitian to accompany me."
Han Jue was speechless.
I'm so embarrassed to say that I'm with Yitian.
"Really, I am now at the bottom of chaos. I have discovered a way to become stronger here. If the person who suppresses me wants to kill me, I will have died long ago. Maybe this is a fortune." Han Tuo said seriously.
Han Jue thinks it makes sense. Han Tuo has been suppressed for more than 20,000 years, which has already shown the problem and is not a desperate situation.
"Okay." Han Jue said, feeling helpless.
He saved Han Tuo more than once. Han Tuo did not develop dependence, but instead avoided him.
Not only Han Tuo, but also his disciples.
Han Tuo said: "Don't worry, my father, I will definitely protect myself."
Han Jue snorted, shook his head, and then relieved his dream.
In reality, Han Jue opened his eyes.
"When will this kid think more about me? I'm always taking risks and I don't need to rely on me, so I won't worry?"
Han Jue murmured to himself, suddenly able to understand what parents are.
He looked at the Heavenly Dao.
Qin Ling has not yet attained the quasi-saint, but countless great disasters have begun, and many oppressed practitioners have begun to emerge one after another, and almost all the luck sects have enemies.
In order to implement absolute peace, one side of the conflict will inevitably be wronged. Over time, this is a grudge.
If the sect of luck is far stronger than sentient beings, it would be fine, and sentient beings can only continue to endure.
But now the way of heaven can lead to chaos, and more and more practitioners are free and have also gained great cultivation, and their mentality naturally expands.
The one who implements the rules of peace is the sect of luck, which naturally becomes the center of the storm of disasters.
Overall, it is quite good. Compared with the previous disasters, the degree of tragedy is far less severe, and it is even less than that of the immortal world before the previous disaster was opened.
"The way of heaven must continue to become stronger. Only when it is strong enough can the sentient beings in the way of heaven live a better life."
Han Jue thought silently.
When the Tao of heaven is strong enough, there is a constant stream of resources transferring from chaos and contradictions transferring to chaos, then can real peace be achieved, rather than the peace with hidden resentment now.
Han Jue looked for it specifically, and there was no more genius like Jiang Jueshi, and he felt a little regretful.
Collecting geniuses is also a pleasure.
It would be wonderful when they grow up and dominate their own side.
A few days later, Han Jue continued to refine the stars.
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The heavenly path is full of wind and clouds, and practitioners are floating and ups and downs over the years, while powerful people are free from time.
Most saints are usually busy practicing, and the Saint of Xuandu begins to delegate power to make the new saints active.
Gradually, the older generation of saints were not as famous as the new saints.
Just like before the reopening of the Heavenly Dao, the fame of seeking to come from the West is higher than that of the Elder Xitian.
The development of the Hidden Sect was also very smooth. With the help of Han Jue's clone, some disciples entered Sichuan and some disciples lived in Lichuan.
Li Xuan'ao and Han Duotian became the biggest rulers of the Hidden Sect, one to the outside and the other to the inside.
The disciples under the sect have reached hundreds of millions of times, and this is still the case when some disciples leave the Hidden Sect.
Li Xuan'ao maintained Han Jue's philosophy. The Yinmen has always been low-key, but it has connections with various sects and has saints to give face. Practitioners with some experience know that the Yinmen is the largest sect in the way of heaven!
It’s just that the Hidden Sect does not cultivate luck, and the disciples lack the blessing of the sect luck.
I don't know how long it has passed.
Han Jue woke up again, and one hundred and eight billion billion stars transformed again, and his cultivation level increased greatly.
He called out the attribute panel to view it and found that more than 87,000 years have passed.
Time flies so fast.
Han Jue began a mock trial.
Test the results of practice!
Still five thousand foolish swords and sages!
He fought with all his might and suppressed easily.
In the second simulation trial, he increased the number of the sacred sword of the foolish sword to seven thousand.
Be able to fight!
Give him time to win!
Han Jue began to challenge ten thousand foolish swords.
It's very difficult, but it can be fought!
After dozens of simulation trials, Han Jue opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, not enough, the divine power general is definitely stronger than the foolish sword holy. To defeat ten thousand foolish sword holy may not be able to defeat ten thousand godly generals. I must have the strength to kill ten thousand foolish sword holy in seconds to face ten thousand godly generals!"
When Han Jue thought of this, his eyes became firm.
He followed and tried.
Fighting the 20,000 foolish swords sacred in one go!
Then……
Han Jue opened his eyes and shook his whole body.
Too scary.
Han Jue decided to realize that the great way was the most supreme!
He continued to refine the stars.
Just then.
【The foolish sword sacred dreams of you, do you accept it?
When Han Jue saw the four words "Yu Jian Shen Sheng" and wanted to vomit.
Maybe he is the one who knows the sacred sword in the world best.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Jue still chose to accept it.
Chapter completed!