After thinking for several days, Han Jue finally made a decision.
"From now on, except for the disciples of the Yinmen, all the innate beings are registered disciples. In the future, they can learn from their own teachers and become disciples of the Yinmen. Hope, the status of all clan members is equal to the disciples of the Yinmen, and the status of the patriarch Han You is equal to the second generation disciples of the Yinmen."
Han Jue's voice resounded throughout the dojo, and the creatures were very excited when they heard it.
You can enter the hidden door!
The second generation of Yinmen disciples are Xun Chang'an, Tu Ling'er, Long Hao and others. The first generation is not counted as disciples, only Han Jue is the first generation.
For a while, the entire Hidden Door became lively again, and those vague identities became clear.
Not only the innate beings are very excited and full of expectations, but the You Clan is also very happy. Before, they were always humble when facing the disciples of the hidden sect, mainly because Han Jue didn't give them a title.
Well now, Han You is equivalent to Han Jue's disciple, and he will be able to speak in front of Han Jue in the future, and the entire You Clan can also be regarded as a disciple of the Hidden Sect.
Han Jue could hear the cheers outside, and couldn't help feeling happy.
It seems that he usually neglects many things. Sometimes, he can change many people with one decision.
Han Jue suddenly thought of Han Chuetian.
Maybe Han Chutian can help him manage the internal affairs of the hidden sect, although Murong Qi is also in charge, but it is only in general, unable to face every disciple and talk about it in detail.
"Those disciples whose aptitude has reached the bottleneck can help manage the internal affairs in the future." Han Jue's thoughts became clearer.
As the hidden door gets bigger and bigger and there are more disciples, there will be more conflicts and troubles that may arise, and someone must keep an eye on it.
However, when the disciples are recruiting one after another, there should be no need to send many disciples to take care of chores.
After thinking about it, Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to practice.
Proof!
This is what Han Jue really cares about!
Three hundred years later.
Zhou Fan finally came back, but he was not the only one.
Behind Zhou Fan, there are hundreds of thousands of human races following.
Coming to Baiyue Xianchuan's dojo formation, Zhou Fan exuded a powerful aura, forcing the nearby innate creatures not to dare to approach.
"Master, I'm back!"
Zhou Fan shouted loudly.
Han Jue couldn't help frowning when he noticed the existence of the human race.
He can't directly accept the human race. It's okay if there are a small number of people, so many people are almost all the human race, and the cause and effect of accepting it will be too great.
And where there are people, there are fights!
Once accepted, troubles will continue in the future.
Han Jue's voice came to Zhou Fan: "Why did you bring so many people?"
Zhou Fan replied: "Master, don't worry, I will not bring them into the hidden door. I have taught them for hundreds of years. I plan to let them settle nearby now, and leave after they are strong."
Hearing this, Han Jue's brows relaxed.
It seems that Zhou Fan is not the Heart of Mary either.
It's right to think about it carefully, this guy is not the protagonist of the Virgin Mary, but the protagonist of suffering and hatred!
Han Jue moved Zhou Fan in.
Zhou Fan quickly came to visit Han Jue, and after entering the Taoist temple, he recounted his experiences over the years.
The human race can be described as rough and difficult. Their strength is not as good as innate creatures and beasts. They are considered to be the weakest race in the fairy world today. Zhou Fan was injured many times in order to protect them.
Zhou Fan said: "This ancient tribe thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be a mess, and all kinds of kings appeared, just like the previous monster tribe."
Han Juedao: "Never mind that there are so many of them, let's practice well. Let them go when the human race becomes stronger, and Qilin will let them go. I can allow you to accept a few human disciples, but not the entire human race."
"Maybe they are very united and simple now, but when their cultivation base and population become stronger, the human race you know will come. You should know what the situation will be."
Zhou Fan nodded. Along the way, the most suffering he suffered came from the human race.
The master and apprentice chatted for a while, and Zhou Fan left.
? On that day, the human race settled near Baiyue Xianchuan. After being warned by Zhou Fan, the innate creatures did not dare to trouble the human race.
The emergence of the human race did not affect the hidden door.
After Zhou Fan told his experience, the disciples of the Yinmen knew that not only them, but also the monks in the entire fairy world were concentrating on cultivation. During the process of escorting the human race, Zhou Fan encountered many caves of powerful people. Even his heart palpitations.
After the calamity is over, 90% of the living beings will die, but the remainingAll of them are not mediocre people, most of them have become infinite emperors. In addition, there is no pressure from competition, and each of them works hard, and his cultivation base can be said to continue to grow.
The hidden door disciples don't want to be surpassed by others.
Time continued to pass.
Year after year passed.
A thousand years later.
Han Jue opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles.
He swept away his spiritual thoughts and found that the population of the human race had exceeded tens of millions.
In just one thousand years, without danger, the population of the human race has grown extremely exaggerated.
Not only that, they also built a city.
Han Jue frowned.
This is not going to go!
This city was not built at will, and obviously a lot of thought was spent. Not only that, order has been established within the human race, and there are various commercial shops in the city.
It seems that some people in the human race have the memory of the last calamity. Otherwise, if they are all new human races, how can they quickly build a real city in the dangerous and primitive early days of heaven?
Han Jue quickly stretched his brows.
Regardless of them, anyway, Han will never open the dojo formation, and it is impossible for the human race to come in.
Boom¡ª¡ª
The ground suddenly trembled violently, and a terrifying momentum erupted from afar, coercing the world.
This breath is even stronger than the previous Gu Zhuoyin!
Han Jue calculated with his fingers that this aura was on the other side of the fairyland, far away from Baiyue Xianchuan.
It is true that talented people come from generation to generation.
This person vented his coercion in such a way that he obviously wanted to deter all living beings.
Han absolutely didn't care. Although the aura was strong, he didn't take it seriously.
Another tyrannical aura erupted from the other side, as if competing with the one just now.
The hidden door disciples gathered together and began to discuss, wondering who these two people were.
Seven years later.
Baiyue Xianchuan welcomes visitors.
Li Daokong, Li Xuanao.
Han Jue spent four billion years of his life and moved them into the Taoist temple after confirming that there was no danger.
Li Daokong cupped his fists and smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years, but you seem to have become stronger again."
Li Xuanao looked at Han Jue. For some reason, he always felt that Han Jue looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, not in Heaven before, but in
He couldn't tell either.
Han Juexiao asked: "Why did you two come here? Could it be that you want to invite me to join the Xinrenjiao again?"
Li Xuan'ao snorted coldly.
Li Daokong said: "Do you dare to oppose the saint?"
"Don't dare."
"You! Then what did you say to let us join the hidden door?"
It was Li Xuan'ao who answered, a little out of breath.
Han definitely didn't like him, and said, "You won't offend the saint, right?"
Li Daokong said calmly: "That's right, we broke with Master and were expelled from the teaching."
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