The conversation between Ji Xianshen and others was overheard by Han Jue, who just laughed it off.
It seems that the Celestial Clan is indeed in civil strife, and Ji Xianshen has begun to look for his own strength in the Human Clan.
Unfortunately, you lost your eye.
The strongest talent in the world is hidden here!
Han absolutely didn't like Han Tuo, but hearing Ji Xianshen's disdain, he suddenly wanted to promote Han Tuo.
Anyway, Han Tuo is also his son, and his fame has shaken the fairy world, and Han Jue's face is also bright.
Han Jue looked at Han Tuo.
This kid is practicing in the hills in the city, and he hasn't been on the battlefield for five years. The main reason is that in the past few years, there has not been a big crisis in Dongshou City, and the several animal hordes are the lowest scale.
The body training technique taught by Qingluan'er is not bad, at least among the same age people in Dongshou City, including monks, none of them are Han Tuo's opponents.
Han Jue waved his hand, and a ball of mana flew into Han Tuo's body invisible.
This group of mana will loosen the blood in Han Tuo's body, about one ten thousandth, enough for Han Tuo to soar into the sky.
The reason why he didn't fully release it was because the blood of the Primordial Demon God was too strong, and he was afraid that Han Tuo would get lost directly, and even alarm the saint.
On that day, Han Tuo suddenly felt relaxed and full of strength, and his practice became smoother.
This year, Dongshou City produced a body-cultivating genius named Han Tuo, who was less than twenty and could lift a million-jin boulder and startled all the immortal masters in the city.
Ten years later.
With his own strength, Han Tuo swept all the beast lairs near Dongshou City, and his reputation spread among the nearby human cities.
This day and night.
Han Jue, Qingluan'er, and Han Tuo were eating, when Han Tuo suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks, took a deep breath, looked up at Han Jue, and said, "Father, I plan to listen to you and leave Dongshoucheng to pursue immortality."
Qingluan'er's hand holding the bowl shook slightly, and she forced a smile and said: "Tuo'er, have you thought about it, leaving home, you can only rely on yourself."
She knows best what it means to practice Taoism.
If Han Tuo goes here and comes back again, I am afraid that she and Han Jue have fallen into the loess.
Han Tuo took a deep breath and nodded seriously.
He looked at Han Jue.
Even though he is already a famous human being, his respect for Han Jue has not weakened in the slightest. He has always felt that his father is not simple, he has seen the world.
Han Jue asked: "This meal may be the last meal in our family. Eat and drink well. Go to seek the Tao. As a father, I only have two pieces of advice for you."
"Low-key practice, stay away from right and wrong."
"I will not offend anyone, and no one will allow anyone to offend me."
Han Tuo's heart was touched, his eyes turned red, and he also understood that it would be a vicissitudes if he went here and returned.
It's just that his heart for the Tao cannot be restrained.
Han Jue hummed: "Don't act like a child, remember, tears are the most useless thing, if you cry outside, people will only think you are easy to bully."
Han Tuo could only hold back his tears.
This night, the lights of Han's mansion were kept on.
Early the next morning.
Han Jue and Qing Luan'er stood in front of the gate, watching Han Tuo leave.
Han Tuo turned around every three steps, and finally disappeared at the corner of the street.
Han Jue was still a little emotional. He watched Han Tuo grow up, and now his son has grown up and pursued his own life. This kind of feeling is unprecedented. The departure of Yang Tiandong and Chaos Tengu did not bring him such feelings.
Sure enough.
The biological ones are different.
Qing Luan'er finally wept, and snuggled into Han Jue's arms.
The years continued to pass.
Year after year, Qingluan'er began to age.
Han Jue also grew old with her.
Just like a normal mortal couple.
Fifty years later.
The old Qing Luan'er lay on the bed, weakly looking at Han Jue beside the bed.
She raised her right hand tremblingly, and said softly: "Husbandhusband"
Han Jue asked: "Is there any wish left unfulfilled?"
"I have no regrets in this life It's just that before I die I don't know about Tuo'er's situation"
"Don't worry, he will attain the Tao. If you and I have an afterlife, he will definitely come to visit us in reincarnation."
"Um¡¡"
Qingluan'er slowly closed her eyes, with a kind and expectant smile on her face, and passed away in the smile.
Han Jue looked calm, neither sad nor relieved.
Everything is going smoothlyits natural.
The next day, Han Jue dismissed his family and quietly left Dongshoucheng.
After leaving Dongshou City, he came to a mountain forest, took out Qingluan'er's body, buried it in the soil, and set up a tombstone.
The white-haired Han Jue stood in front of the tombstone, which was engraved with the words "Tomb of my wife Qingluaner".
In the future, if Han Tuo comes back and sees the tombstone, he will be able to settle his mind.
At this time, a red fox came behind Han Jue and looked at him obediently.
Although a hundred years have passed, for the red fox, it was just a nap.
Han Jue didn't seem to notice its arrival, and stood alone in front of the tomb, reminiscing about his life.
I have to say that although life is short, it is not necessarily meaningless.
It's just that for Han Jue, the real meaning is immortality.
His love for Qingluan'er is only for enlightenment, not deep, even if Qingluan'er dies, this life is considered happy.
This is the end of this pile of cause and effect.
"During reincarnation, I hope you can still"
Han Jue muttered to himself, but before he finished speaking, he fell silent.
"That's all."
Han Jue made a light move with his right hand in his sleeve, then turned to look at the red fox, and said with a smile, "You still recognize me?"
The red fox replied: "I know."
Han Jue's white hair fell like fluttering catkins, his skin recovered quickly, and he became a peerless face again. His black hair was like snow, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. in the world.
The red fox was stunned.
Han Jue looked at Qingluan'er's tombstone, bowed down and bowed, just like couples worshiping each other in the lobby decades ago.
"Let's go."
Han Jue turned and left, climbing up to the sky step by step, as if there was an invisible ladder under his feet, and the red fox flew into the sky, followed closely behind
Baiyue Xianchuan.
Han Jue and the red fox quietly moved to the front of the Taoist temple. Through the puppet of the sky, he knew that the hidden door had not changed much in the past hundred years, everything remained the same, and no disciples came to him.
Han Jue said: "From now on, you will practice in front of the Taoist temple, don't move around."
The red fox was still in astonishment.
The fairy spirit here
It feels like it takes a breath, and its cultivation is growing!
Wonderland!
Absolutely a wonderland!
It nodded quickly, thanking Han Jue.
Han Jue returned to the Taoist temple and sat on the thirty-sixth rank of reincarnation and world-destroying black lotus.
He let out a long breath.
This hundred years actually made him feel longer than ten thousand years, but it was not boring.
Han Jue called out the email and saw an email saying that Yingzheng's 100-year life experience is real.
¡¾Your son Han Tuo suddenly realized the supernatural powers of swordsmanship and stepped into the long river of swordsmanship¡¿
Han Jue's eyes became firm, and he murmured, "Holy Way, here I come."
"Saints, are you ready to meet the saint me?"
After a hundred years of hardening the heart, the sacred heart has been built!
Today's testimony, I want and I want!
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