Chapter 233 Taisutian, Jiejiao
Han Jue quickly checked his interpersonal relationships and found Tai Sutian.
It turned out to be a profile picture of a beautiful woman.
[Tai Sutian: His cultivation is unknown. He is a mysterious being bred by the Thirty-Three Heavens. He lives in the Wahuang Palace all year round and listens to the saints' preaching. Under the saints' instructions, he throws the Heaven-Repairing Stone into the heavenly court and looks for geniuses without a big background. Because you refined the Heaven-Repairing Stone into a living being and offset his past luck, Tai Sutian became interested in you. The current favorability is 1 star.]
His cultivation level is unknown, but he is guaranteed to be an Immortal Emperor! Han Jue frowned.
saint……
Isn't the saint of the Wa Palace Nuwa? It seems that Chinese mythology may be true, and perhaps the earth is just a corner of the heavens and the worlds.
Han Jue was a little nervous.
The name Tai Sutian sounds very awesome. I wonder if Brother Tiandi can continue to protect him.
Do you want to ask?
Han Jue immediately took out the Heavenly Dao Order and contacted Di Taibai.
Di Taibai quickly connected with him through spiritual consciousness and did not neglect him.
"What is it?"
"Can I speak to your majesty?"
"Just like I said, His Majesty is very busy. If it's not a big deal, don't bother him."
"I have something personal to ask you."
"It's a private matter, I'll help you solve it!"
Han Jue cursed inwardly, Di Taibai was really enthusiastic.
"I am here."
The voice of the Emperor of Heaven suddenly sounded, and Han Jue was stunned.
Emperor Taibai was also stunned.
They both cursed in their hearts at the same time.
Han Jue: "Are you the Sandaime?"
Emperor Taibai: "Is he the son of the Emperor of Heaven?"
Di Taibai didn't dare to interfere and quickly cut off the spiritual connection.
Han Jue first drove out the Wudao Sword and then contacted the Emperor of Heaven.
"Your Majesty, do you know the Wa Palace?" Han Jue asked cautiously.
The Emperor of Heaven asked in surprise: "Why did you mention the Wa Palace?"
Han Jue said: "The inheritance I received is related to reincarnation. I have a certain understanding of fate. I picked up a stone earlier and calculated that it came from above the thirty-third heaven."
The Emperor was silent.
Han Jue didn't get an immediate response, and his heart skipped a beat.
Oops.
The backer is almost not enough? The Emperor of Heaven asked: "Could that stone be the stone that repairs the sky?"
Han Jue asked doubtfully: "What is the Sky-Repairing Stone?"
"It's okay, just practice with peace of mind. You are my man, and the Wahuang Palace will never target you. The Wahuang Palace never fights for fame or gain."
"Your Majesty, it is better to be cautious. People's hearts can change."
"Well, I know what's going on. Do you have anything else to say?"
"Then I won't bother you, Your Majesty."
"When you reach the perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm, you can come to the Heavenly Palace to find me. I will find a way to help you enter the Emperor Realm."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Han Jue clasped his fists and smiled, feeling disdainful in his heart.
Humph! Want to lead me to heaven? Impossible! It seems that the Emperor of Heaven was also sent by the Heavenly Dao, and wants to destroy my Dao heart? The fate of the great generals is still vivid in my mind. They seem majestic, but in fact they are just hard-working workers. It's too tiring.
You can repay the heaven, but there is no need to be a donkey and fight for your life.
Han Jue stood up and walked out of the cave and came to the Fusang tree.
The eight gourds seemed to be unchanged from before. Han Jue swept them with his spiritual sense and captured their faint soul fluctuations.
Once you have a soul, you must become a spirit.
Not bad, not bad!
Han Jue said, "The eight gourds have become spirits. You should take good care of them."
When everyone heard this, they stood up and gathered around.
Han Jue looked for a while and then went back.
It is difficult for the eight gourd spirits to transform in a short period of time, so we need to wait for a while.
To celebrate this, Han Jue took out the Book of Doom and began to curse while checking his emails.
[Your enemy, the wrathful Buddha, has his heart shattered by your curse, and his inner demon has transformed into a demonic Buddha]
[Your disciple Su Qi was attacked by the Holy Dynasty monks and was imprisoned in Zhenyun Prison]
[Your friend Zhou Fan slaughtered a family of cultivators, and his karma increased greatly]
[Your disciple Fang Liang was attacked by a monk] x15033 [Your friend Ji Xianshen suddenly realized his magical powers, and his luck soared]
[Your friend was attacked by the Immortal Emperor of the Palace of Gods with the Lone Star]
[Your Taoist companion Xuan Qingjun is listening to the teachings of Jiejiao, and his Taoism has greatly improved]
…
Unfortunately, the Evil Dragon King and Han Jue had no interaction, and Han Jue had no idea how the Evil Dragon King was cursed.
It's okay to spend five days every ten years cursing.
Han Jue thought silently.
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Han Jue was very curious about Xuan Qingjun's opportunity.
Jiejiao is a hostile sect of the Heavenly Court. What will it be like to meet Xuan Qingjun again in the future? It is worth mentioning that Xuan Qingjun's cultivation has reached the perfection of Taiyi Tianxian Realm.
This breakthrough speed is considered fast, after all, he got the opportunity of Jiejiao.
Half a year after being cursed, Han Jue continued to practice.
No matter what, the rhythm of practice cannot be disrupted!
…
Inside a Taoist temple, Xuan Qingjun, wearing Taoist robes, and several Jiejiao disciples were meditating on cushions. In front of them, in front of a statue, sat a Taoist nun.
The Taoist nun looked indifferent and said, "After this sermon, you should go back and practice well. You are not allowed to leave the island."
"yes!"
All the disciples responded in unison, then stood up, saluted, and prepared to leave.
"Xuan Qingjun, please stay."
The Taoist nun spoke, and upon hearing that, Xuan Qingjun had to sit down again.
Her face was calm as she waited for her master to speak.
The Taoist nun asked, "You have been a member of Jiejiao for some time. Do you have a Taoist partner?"
Xuan Qingjun replied: "My disciple has a Taoist companion in the mortal world. He has excellent talent and is the best in the mortal world. He may have already ascended to heaven."
Hearing this, the Taoist nun frowned slightly and said regretfully: "Forget it then. I was thinking of introducing a Taoist partner to you. What a pity."
Xuan Qingjun smiled slightly.
"A long time ago, Jiejiao was defeated in an immeasurable calamity, and many disciples were imprisoned in Heaven. You must prepare well. It won't be long before Jiejiao will launch a surprise attack on Heaven." The nun continued.
When Xuan Qingjun heard this, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Can Jiejiao defeat the Heavenly Court?"
She has been in Jiejiao for some time and feels that although Jiejiao has great powers, the number of disciples is really small.
The Taoist nun laughed and said, "You underestimate Jiejiao. Even the Emperor of Heaven would have to address our leader as "senior". The island we are on is just one of the Jiejiao's 100,000 islands. Most of the disciples are concentrated on Penglai Island."
Xuan Qingjun suddenly understood and became even more curious about Jiejiao.
What kind of force is Jiejiao? ...
Thirty years later.
The eight gourd spirits have already started talking, but they have not yet landed on the ground and transformed.
Han Jue named the seven earthly gourd spirits Han Yi to Han Qi, and the chaos gourd spirit was named Han Ba.
The name is simple and easy to recognize.
The disciples were speechless but did not dare to refute.
The gourd spirits didn't understand the meaning of the name, so they didn't care.
Over the years, the cultivation of the eight gourd spirits has been growing rapidly, and they are absorbing immortal energy rather than spiritual energy.
The weakest Han Ba also entered the Mahayana realm not long ago.
Their talents are stronger than those of Han Jue's disciples, and it is difficult to tell who is better compared with Long Hao and Chu Shiren for the time being.
This day.
Han Jue, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes.
He frowned and murmured, "This breath is..."
at the same time!
A huge crack in the sky appeared above the distant ocean, with thunder and lightning interweaving. The crack was pitch black, like the abyss of the underworld.
(End of this chapter)