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- Fairy Xixuan shook her head and laughed, not knowing what to say about Han Jue.
This kid
It's really a trick.
"Hmph, want to see my jokes? It seems that you no longer regard me as your master, and that's right, as a master, I have never taught you anything." Fairy Xixuan snorted.
Han Jue shrugged his shoulders and said: "You asked too suddenly, I didn't go around the corner, besides, I asked you before where is the best place to cross the robbery."
Fairy Xixuan shook her head and laughed. How did she think that Han Jue would break through to the God Transformation Realm so soon? How many years have passed since he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm?
Immediately she continued to ask: "You can ask for whatever needs you have. Your kindness to Yu Qingzong is greater than Yu Qingzong's training for you, so you don't need to be polite."
need?
Han Jue thought about it.
"Is there any cultivation elixir for transforming the gods?"
"No¡¡"
"Then try to help me strengthen the aura in the cave."
"Well, I'll think of another way."
Han Jue has his own skills and magic inheritance, and does not need the orthodoxy of Yu Qingzong.
The reason why he has been staying in Yuqingzong is that he has no other good place to go. Instead of wandering, it is better to practice here with peace of mind.
After a brief chat, Han Jue got up and left.
Fairy Xixuan looked at his back, and asked out of nowhere: "How long can you stay in Yuqingzong?"
Han Jue stopped, turned to look at her, and asked, "Why do you ask such a question? If I wanted to run away, I would have already done so."
Fairy Xixuan shook her head, and said: "I'm not afraid of you running away, but because you grow too fast, and the temple will not be able to accommodate a big Buddha like you, and there are more sects in the cultivation world that are stronger than the Yuqing Sect. Going everywhere, the water flows downhill, especially for an ascetic monk like you, the founder of the ancestor left Dayan for a higher realm."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.
Han Jue smiled and said: "Perhaps, if one day I really want to leave, then I will tell Master in advance."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Go to a wider world to pursue the avenue?
Nonsense!
I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!
Anyway, his aptitude is extremely high, and he can continue to grow stronger by practicing with peace of mind, so why go out to make a living?
Returning to the Xiantian cave, Han Jue began to meditate.
The black prison chicken suddenly said: "Master, I heard the crowing of cocks from the bottom of the mountain earlier. When I heard their sound, I felt an inexplicable throbbing in my heart and wanted to rush out. Why? Could it be the monster you mentioned?" Law?"
Han Jue raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes, you must restrain this impulse. If you follow it, you will fall into a land of eternal doom and never become a phoenix. This is the test of heaven for you."
Could it be that spring is here for this guy?
Can't bear to hear the sound of the hen?
When the Hei Prison Chicken heard this, it immediately became nervous, and its feathers stood on end, as if a rooster was about to fight.
"Thank you, master, for reminding me that I almost lost my way, and the road to practice is full of crises!" Hei Prison Chicken said with emotion.
Han Jue secretly laughed.
I'm still a boy, so don't even think about being happy!
Just be a child**!
Immediately, both Han Jue and Hei Prison Chicken were engaged in cultivation.
When he is free, Han Jue will instill his ideas in the black prison chicken.
All things are inferior, only practice is high.
Practitioners are all masters!
Practicing chicken is also chicken on chicken!
In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.
Han Jue has not yet broken through the second level of the God Transformation Realm, but relying on the elixir, he has already begun to approach the second level.
He did not stop, but continued to practice, striving for an early breakthrough.
This day.
The Minotaur Cloak Sacred Cult is finally here!
It was the leader Huang Zuntian and an elder who came.
The Taoist name of this elder is Shankui Zhenren, and he is also in the realm of transforming gods.
Huang Zuntian landed on the top of the mountain, looking vigilantly at the eighteen peaks of Yuqingzong in the distance.
The real Shankui is wearing a coir raincoat, and his eyes under the brim of the hat are extremely cold, implying killing intent.
"Master, let's do it!"
Master Shankui said, his tone full of disdain.
This is Yu Qingzong?
Really weak!
Not even a soul transforming spirit!
The Nascent Soul powerhouse left behind is less thanTen is not enough for them to kill!
Huang Zuntian hesitated and said: "Too weak, will there be fraud, if it were me, it would be impossible for me to dare to attack the holy religion."
Master Shankui was speechless, and said: "What are you afraid of? They just give it a go, or they will be annexed by us sooner or later!"
Huang Zuntian was silent.
Seeing his useless appearance, Master Shankui was very angry.
If he couldn't beat him, he really wanted to snatch the position of leader.
"No, I feel uneasy and always feel that there is something wrong." Huang Zuntian said with a frown.
Master Shankui went crazy, and said in a deep voice: "Master! Don't come when the opportunity is too late. If the Sacred Cloak Sect is buried in our hands, how can we face the former leader?"
Huang Zuntian's brows were almost wrinkled together
Inside Xiantian Cave Mansion.
[The coir raincoat sacred religion is about to invade Yuqingzong]
Han Jue opened his eyes and immediately detected the strongest person in Yuqingzong.
[Huang Zuntian: Ninth floor of the God Transformation Realm, the leader of the coir raincoat holy sect, is extremely cautious and does not like to kill]
The leader is here?
Extremely cautious?
Don't like killing?
Han Jue blinked, thinking he had misread.
Is the Coir Clothes Sacred Cult really not a Demon Cult?
Han never thought about it any more, and started the simulation trial cautiously, first fighting against Huang Zuntian.
After three breaths, he opened his eyes again.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood up slowly, ready to walk out of the cave.
The black prison chicken was extremely nervous and called out: "Master, are you going to run away?"
It quickly stood up, ready to run together.
Han Jue said in a bad mood: "If you can't beat it, you run away. You can wait here with peace of mind!"
After the words fell, he turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the cave.
Soon, he found Huang Zuntian and Master Shankui.
The two are still arguing.
Master Shankui spoke earnestly, but Huang Zuntian just stopped him and didn't let him act rashly.
Seeing Han Jue flying, the two stopped immediately and looked at Han Jue vigilantly.
Han Jue stopped, less than ten feet away from them.
He looked around curiously and asked, "Just the two of you?"
As soon as these words came out, Huang Zuntian's heart beat wildly.
This breath
Sure enough, there is a fraud!
Master Shankui saw that he was only at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but he dared to rush over and say such things, this person must have a way to hide his cultivation!
Of course, he had heard of the legend of the elders who killed the gods.
Could it be that this person is the elder of Yu Qingzong's Zhanshen?
However, Duan Tongtian has just entered the realm of transforming gods, and he is completely incomparable with them.
Master Shankui said in a deep voice: "The two of us are not enough? Fellow Daoist is really arrogant, then I will learn from you!"
Han Jue ignored Master Shankui and looked at Huang Zuntian.
Is this the leader of the Sacred Cloak Sect?
It does look very imposing!
only¡¡
Why did his eyes dodge a little, it seems very angry.
Han Jue opened his mouth and said, "Holy Cult leader, I heard that you don't like to kill, why did you target us, Yu Qingzong?"
Huang Zuntian hesitated to speak.
Master Shankui was angry and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense!"
He shot suddenly, and the silver-white dagger in his hand suddenly shot at Han Jue.
The cold light suddenly appeared!
So fast!
Ding!
Just as the silver-white dagger was about to touch Han Jue, it bounced off, as if hitting an invisible bell.
Master Shankui's pupils dilated, and he was about to cast a spell, ready for the next move.
Han Jue raised his hand like lightning, and the Sanqing Jueying Sword condensed out of thin air, killing the real Shankui with a swish.
Master Shankui dodged subconsciously, but the Sanqing Jueying Sword was too fast!
It's so fast that he, the powerhouse who transforms himself into a god, has no time to dodge!
Boom!
The real Shankui was killed directly, and his body turned into blood mist.
Huang Zuntian's eyes widened with astonishment.
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