Chapter 483: If you don’t reach the level of a quasi-saint, you are not allowed to leave the mountain [Third update, please vote]
While Gu Zhuoyin was still in deep thought, the innate creatures below became increasingly restless.
Those creatures that could speak began to communicate with each other and encourage each other, all of them were unwilling to submit to the leadership of Gu Zhuoyin.
Seeing that the situation was unstable, Gu Zhuo snorted coldly.
This cold snort was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of all innate creatures.
Gu Zhuoyin's figure suddenly twisted and quickly rose taller, as if a giant mountain rose from the ground, getting higher and higher, and soon towering into the clouds.
In front of Gu Zhuoyin, all the innate creatures in the wasteland seem insignificant.
The giant turtle that had been roaring earlier was so scared that it shut up and trembled.
Gu Zhuoyin looked up, his gaze penetrating through the thirty-three layers of heaven.
"No matter who it is, no one can stop me from proving the truth!"
Gu Zhuoyin murmured to himself, his tone full of determination.
Before the catastrophe comes, the saint cannot enter the immortal world, so he is the invincible existence among all living beings!
…
Fifty years later.
The Queen Mother Hou Tu appeared in Han Jue's dream.
Han Jue entered the dream and was still at the Yellow Springs. Queen Hou Tu went straight to the point and stated her purpose.
The order of reincarnation has just been restored, and the underworld is almost extinct because of the magical power of destroying Taoism. The Queen Mother Hou Tu wants to recruit ghost soldiers and ghosts for the underworld. She does not trust other forces and hopes that Han Jue can help.
Han Jue was secretly alert.
He pretended to be embarrassed and said, "That's not good. We in the Hidden Sect just want to practice in a low-key manner and don't want to fall into the calamity. The You Clan was also founded to avoid falling into the calamity. After so many years of settling down, even if I ask them to come out, they may not come out."
The Queen Mother Hou Tu said: "Let's give it a try. We are not here to let them fall into disaster. We are only here to maintain order in the underworld."
Han Jue said: "Why don't you cooperate with the Heavenly Court? My disciple is the Emperor of Heaven, and the Heavenly Court is weak, so it just needs allies."
“It’s not impossible.”
Queen Hou Tu pondered and said, which made Han Jue breathe a sigh of relief.
It was considered a deal! Han Jue was afraid that Hou Tu Niangniang would regret it, so he changed the subject and asked, "What does Niangniang think of the ancient tribe?"
"Gu Zhuoyin has great ambitions, but whether he can succeed depends on how he leads the ancient clan. The various forces will not sit idly by and wait for death. War will soon break out in the fairy world, and where there is war there will be undead. This is why I need your help."
After hearing what Queen Hou Tu said, Han Jue was speechless.
How did we get back to this place? Hou Tu Niangniang began to complain about how important reincarnation was and how she was short of manpower.
Han Jue also complained that it was not easy to practice asceticism and endure loneliness. Once out of seclusion, one would be entangled in the desire for power and hit rock bottom, and it would be difficult to return to the state of asceticism.
for a long time.
After the two finished chatting, the dream ended.
Inside the Taoist temple, Han Jue took out the Heavenly Dao Order and began to contact Fang Liang.
When Fang Liang heard that he was going to cooperate with Hou Tu Niangniang, he agreed immediately, as the Heavenly Court was in need of reliable allies.
The structure of the Celestial Clan is too complicated, even the Immortal God Ji cannot fully control it, and the Celestial Court still needs support from other forces.
Hou Tu Niangniang is not a saint of heaven, but she is equivalent to a saint, which is just right for the heavenly court.
Fang Liang was very grateful to Han Jue and thought that Han Jue was paving the way for him. Han Jue was too lazy to explain the situation.
Putting down the Heavenly Order, Han Jue frowned.
no!
The next time he preaches, he will have to instill his ideas into everyone in the Hidden Gate and tell them not to be attracted by the secular world.
…
Two hundred years later, Han Jue began to preach.
This was also the first time that Long Hao and Haotian listened to Han Jue’s sermon, and they were very much looking forward to it.
Within a few days, Haotian was shocked.
Han Jue was actually talking about the great truth!
Only saints can talk about the great truth! As expected!
He is definitely an ancient Taoist who is comparable to the ancestor Xitian! Haotian was excited and began to listen carefully.
He had heard saints talk about the Tao before, and he had practiced the Tao, but he was unsuccessful. Before his death, his cultivation had stagnated, and his progress in enlightenment was not much.
As he listened, Haotian was pleasantly surprised to find that Han Jue's great Dao was easier to understand than the great Dao taught by the saints.
Not only is it easier to understand, it is even more profound.
This feeling of conflict definitely arises!
Han Jue is definitely an existence that surpasses the Saints of Heaven!
I must pierce the hidden door in the future!
Haotian made up his mind silently.
Now he no longer has any desire for power, he only wants to prove his truth.
As long as you give him hope, he can do anything!
This preaching lasted for a hundred years.
After the sermon, everyone was still in a trance and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
Immersing myself in the vast avenue, it feels so comfortable!
More comfortable than any experience in the world!
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If possible, they would even like to indulge in it forever.
Han Jue suddenly shouted, like thunder, waking everyone up.
A terrifying aura burst out from his body, shocking the arena. Nine demon gods appeared above his head, covering the sky and the sun, majestic and domineering.
Everyone stared at the demon god's image in a daze.
They all knew that Han Jue had this magical power. He was their nightmare in the simulated trial. No one could withstand a move from the Demon God.
However, it was the first time that they saw nine demon gods condense at the same time.
Haotian stared at the nine demon gods and suddenly thought of the twelve ancestor witches from long ago.
The spirit of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is nothing more than this.
Han Jue said, "It has been thousands of years since the Heavenly Dao was restarted. Recently, an ancient clan has emerged. Many people are irritable and want to go out and explore the world."
"Today, I will set a rule that no one who has not reached the level of a quasi-saint may leave Baiyue Xianchuan unless I tell them to."
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Quasi-saint!
Haotian was shocked. So many disciples wanted to reach the level of Quasi-Saint? How could it be possible!
etc!
Not necessarily impossible! The Hidden Sect already has 10,000 Immortal Emperors, plus Han Jue's terrifying Taoism...
Haotian was shocked. What kind of sect had he joined? He noticed that although the disciples of the Hidden Sect were stunned, everyone's eyes were full of confidence.
Ever since Han Jue created the Jiyuan Avenue, everyone in the Hidden Gate has been able to make breakthroughs by listening to his teachings, including Fairy Xixuan and Chang Yueer, who have ordinary qualifications.
As time went by, the disciples almost forgot that there were shackles on their practice.
They felt that by practicing with Han Jue, they would continue to reach new heights in their cultivation! "I must be the first disciple of the Hidden Sect to enter the realm of Quasi-Saint. Master, don't worry. If anyone wants to get out, I will help you teach them a lesson!" Dao Supreme said proudly.
Black Prison Chicken sneered: "You act like you are the eldest brother. Isn't it just that you have lived many more years than us? In terms of aptitude, you may not be the strongest!"
Others followed suit, mostly joking to lighten the mood.
Han Jue disappeared from the original place and returned to the Taoist temple to practice.
…
Ever since Han Jue established the rule that only quasi-saints were allowed to leave the mountain, a trend of spiritual practice had been set off within the Hidden Sect.
And more and more creatures are active near Baiyue Xianchuan.
There were even cases where ferocious beasts tried to break into the Baiyue Fairy River, but they were all stopped by the magic circle.
In a blink of an eye.
Eighty years have passed.
One day, a figure came to the Baiyue Xianchuan. Looking at the vast rolling mountains in front of him, he frowned.
This person was Jiang Dugu.
“It’s really hard for me to understand.”
Jiang Dugu murmured to himself, and he inexplicably thought of the mysterious Taoist temple he encountered in the Nine Nether Purgatory during the last great calamity.
I have written one million words without realizing it. Time flies. Today is a special day. Never forget the national humiliation and keep history in mind!
(End of this chapter)