Chapter 518: The world understands karma and attains enlightenment
Han Jue heard the conversation between Ji Xianshen and others and he just smiled and passed it off.
It seems that the Celestial Clan is indeed in internal strife, and the immortal gods Ji have begun to seek their own power among the human race.
Unfortunately, you were wrong.
The strongest talent in the world is hidden here! Han Jue and Han Tuo were not interested, but after hearing Ji Xianshen's disdain, he suddenly wanted to promote Han Tuo.
No matter what, Han Tuo is still his son. If he becomes famous in the fairy world one day, Han Jue will also be proud of it.
Han Jue turned his gaze to Han Tuo.
This kid has been practicing in a small hill in the city and has not been to the battlefield in the past five years. The main reason is that there has not been a major crisis in Dongshou City in recent years, and the several beast tides were of the smallest scale.
The body-building technique taught by Qing Luan'er was quite good. At least among the people of the same age in Dongshou City, including the cultivators, none of them were Han Tuo's match.
Han Jue raised his hand and waved it, and a ball of magic power flew into Han Tuo's body invisibly.
This ball of magic power will loosen the blood in Han Tuo's body, about one ten-thousandth, which is enough for Han Tuo to fly into the sky.
The reason why it was not fully released was because the bloodline of the Hongmeng Demon God was too powerful, and he was afraid that Han Tuo would get lost or even alarm the saint.
On that day, Han Tuo suddenly felt relaxed and full of energy, and his practice went more smoothly.
This year, a physical training genius named Han Tuo emerged in Dongshou City. He was less than twenty years old, but he could lift a rock weighing one million kilograms, which shocked all the immortal masters in the city.
Ten years later.
Han Tuo single-handedly swept through all the beasts' nests near Dongshou City, and his fame spread among the nearby human cities.
This night.
Han Jue, Qing Luan'er, and Han Tuo were eating. Han Tuo suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, took a deep breath, looked up at Han Jue, and said, "Father, I plan to listen to you, leave Dongshou City, and pursue the immortal way."
Qing Luan'er's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly. She forced a smile and said, "Tuo'er, have you thought about it? Once you leave home, you can only rely on yourself."
She knew best what monasticism meant.
When Han Tuo leaves and comes back, I'm afraid she and Han Jue will have already been buried in the earth.
Han Tuo took a deep breath and nodded seriously.
He turned his gaze to Han Jue.
Even though he was already a famous human prodigy, his respect for Han Jue had not diminished in the slightest. He always felt that his father was no ordinary man and had seen the world.
Han Jue asked, "This meal may be the last one in our family. Eat well and drink well. As you go to seek the truth, your father only has two pieces of advice for you."
"Practice with a low profile and stay away from trouble."
"I will not offend others, and I will not allow others to offend me."
Han Tuo's heart was touched and his eyes turned red. He also understood that when he returned this time, everything would be completely different.
But he couldn't restrain his desire for the truth.
Han Jue snorted, "Don't act like a child. Remember, tears are the most useless thing. If you cry in public, people will only think you are easy to bully."
Han Tuo could only hold back his tears.
That night, the lights in the Han family mansion remained on.
The next morning.
Han Jue and Qing Luan'er stood in front of the gate and watched Han Tuo leave.
Han Tuo looked back every three steps and finally disappeared around the corner of the street.
Han Jue still felt a little emotional. He watched Han Tuo grow up. Now his son had grown up and was pursuing his own life. He had unprecedented feelings. The departure of Yang Tiandong and Hundun Tengu had not given him such feelings.
really.
Biological children are different.
Qing Luan'er finally burst into tears and snuggled in Han Jue's arms.
The years continue to pass.
As the years passed, 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, looking weakly at Han Jue beside the bed.
She raised her right hand tremblingly and said softly: "Husband...husband..."
Han Jue asked: "What other wishes do you have?"
"I have no regrets in this life... but before I die... I don't know what's going on with Takuer..."
"Don't worry, he will achieve enlightenment. If you and I have an afterlife, he will surely come to visit us in reincarnation."
"Um……"
Qing Luan'er slowly closed her eyes, a kind and expectant smile appeared on her face, and she left the world with a smile.
Han Jue's expression was calm, neither sad nor relieved.
Everything just happens naturally.
The next day, Han Jue dismissed his family members and quietly left Dongshou City.
After leaving Dongshou City, he came to a forest, took out Qingluan'er's body, buried it in the soil, and erected a tombstone.
The white-haired Han Jue stood in front of the tombstone, on which was engraved "The Tomb of My Wife Qing Luan'er".
If Han Tuo comes back one day and sees the tombstone, he will surely be able to put his worries to rest.
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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 seemed not to notice its arrival, standing alone in front of the tomb and recalling his life.
It has to be said that although life is short, it has both joys and sorrows and is not necessarily meaningless.
But for Han Jue, the real meaning is immortality.
His love for Qing Luan'er was only for the sake of enlightenment, and it was not deep. Even if Qing Luan'er died, his life would be considered happy.
This cause and effect came to an end here.
"In the cycle of reincarnation, I hope you can still..."
Han Jue muttered to himself, and before he finished speaking, he fell silent.
"That's all."
Han Jue raised his right hand in his sleeve and turned to look at the red fox, smiling, "Do you still recognize me?"
The red fox replied, "Yes."
Han Jue's white hair fell like floating catkins, and his skin quickly recovered, once again becoming a peerless face. His black hair was like thousands of strands, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. The yin and yang protecting the sun and the moon appeared behind him, shining with divine light, as if he was a banished immortal standing in the mortal world.
The red fox was stunned.
Han Jue looked at Qing Luan'er's tombstone and bowed, just like the couple bowing to each other in the lobby decades ago.
"Let's go."
Han Jue turned and left, ascending step by step as if there was an invisible ladder under his feet. The red fox flew up to the sky and followed closely behind him.
…
A hundred mountains and fairy rivers.
Han Jue and the red fox quietly moved to the front of the Taoist temple. Through the Heavenly Puppet, he knew that the Hidden Sect had not changed much in the past hundred years. Everything was the same as before, and no disciples came to see him.
Han Jue said, "From now on, you should practice in front of the Taoist temple and don't walk around."
The red fox was still in shock.
The fairy spirit here...
It felt that every time it took a breath, its cultivation level increased! Fairyland!
It is definitely a fairyland! It nodded quickly and thanked Han Jue.
Han Jue returned to the Taoist temple and sat on the thirty-sixth-grade black lotus of reincarnation and destruction.
He let out a long breath.
These hundred years actually felt to him to be longer than ten thousand years, yet not boring.
Han Jue checked his emails and saw an email claiming that the hundred years of human experience were real.
[Your son Han Tuo suddenly realized the magical power of swordsmanship and stepped into the long river of swordsmanship]
Han Jue's eyes became firm, and he murmured, "Sheng Dao, here I come."
"Saints, are you ready to welcome me, the saint?"
After a hundred years of tempering the heart, the holy heart has been built! Today, I will prove the truth, I want and I ask! Late-night bomb! Are you ready for the truth? Please vote for the monthly ticket~~~ (End of this chapter)