Chapter 579: Mysterious Attack by the Ancestors
Han Jue had no sympathy or concern for Han Tuo's experience, as long as this kid didn't die.
There will always be crises and tribulations in life.
Han Jue calculated and found that there was no saint plotting against Han Tuo behind his back.
However, Han Tuo could not get rid of this predicament in a short period of time.
Han Jue fixed his gaze on the young man from the Han family who was crying loudly. Originally, Han Jue didn't care about him. The reason why he went to check on Han Tuo's experience was mainly because this boy looked too much like Han Jue.
Yes, like!
The young man looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old and was extremely handsome. Han Jue had also used magic to take a picture of his own face and knew what he looked like.
This kid is made from the exact same mold as Han Jue, even more like Han Jue than Han Tuo.
Of course, compared to Han Jue, he is still a little bit inferior.
Because of their similar looks, Han Jue liked this boy very much.
What is this called? Intergenerational kinship? How many generations are there?
…
The desolate mountains and wilderness are covered with thunderclouds.
Han Yu knelt in front of his parents' bodies, his voice hoarse from crying.
The reason he cried was not out of fear, but out of anger. He was angry that his ancestors had abandoned him, angry that he was too incompetent, and angry that God was unfair.
After his emotions faded, Han Yu fell into silence as he looked at the corpses all over the ground.
A red light rose in the sky, like fireworks. It was the enemy's magic signal. He had been discovered.
An incense stick of time ago, he arrived here and saw this scene. The enemy had already left, but now came back just to kill him.
The Han family must be wiped out! Han Yu was filled with anger, and his eyes became determined.
"If this is the fate of my Han family, then I will die with the Han family!"
Han Yu murmured to himself and slowly closed his eyes.
call out--
There was a sound of breaking air, and Han Yu's chest was pierced by a sharp sword, and blood splattered on the corpse beside him.
One by one, the cultivators flew over on their swords with great momentum and quickly surrounded Han Yu.
The blue-robed man at the head looked down at Han Yu and said, "You should be Han Yu, the son of the Han family. You are indeed very handsome. Unfortunately, if you were not a member of the Han family, I could still accept you as my son-in-law. You must die today, and the feud between our two families should end here."
Clang——
The man in blue robe pulled out a soft sword from his sleeve. The blade quickly burst into flames, illuminating the dark world that seemed like night.
Han Yu grasped the sword blade with his bare hands and pulled it out with gritted teeth.
Boom boom
The black clouds rolled more violently and the thunder was deafening.
"He still wants to resist?"
“Tsk tsk, the Han family has always claimed to have immortal ancestors, but they are not as good as my Wang family’s ancestor. At least my Wang family’s ancestor appeared in spirit and taught his disciples the Tao.”
"The Han family has brought this upon themselves. When the Han family was strong, they killed us all."
"Kill him quickly!"
"What are you afraid of? Is there anyone who can save him now?"
The monks were talking about it, some were urging, some were cursing, and some were mocking.
The man in blue robe swung his sword, and the blade turned into a firebird with a wingspan of several feet and swooped down towards Han Yu, as if it was going to burn all the corpses in the area.
Han Yu looked at the firebirds in the sky calmly. He had already accepted the fate of the Han family's extinction.
Under his gaze, dozens of firebirds suddenly disappeared, the thunderclouds in the sky parted, and rays of sunlight fell and shone on Han Yu.
For a moment, Han Yu felt as if he was in another world.
"Humph, who said that the ancestors of the Han family are not as good as your Wang family?"
A cold snort sounded, and the Wang family monks were struck by lightning. They all trembled all over and their eyes lost color.
Han Yu's pupils slowly dilated, and under his gaze, the cultivators of the Wang family turned into ashes.
Han Jue took action.
Destroying these mortals was just a thought in his mind.
But he still showed mercy and allowed the souls of these Wang family monks to fall into reincarnation instead of being scattered.
Han Jue has already achieved enlightenment, and the only people he has to worry about are those who are stronger than him.
Han Jue would not feel guilty about killing some mortals.
Han Yu came back to his senses and asked excitedly, "But is it Ancestor Han Tuo?"
The ancestors appeared!
Han Jue's voice followed: "Han Tuo? I am tens of thousands of years older than him."
He did not point out his identity directly. If Han Tuo knew it, he would think he was the ancestor.
In Han Tuo's opinion, Han Jue should have parents, and there must be other members of the Han family above him.
Han Yu was stunned.
In the family tree, Han Tuo is the father of the founder of the family and is already the ancestor with the highest seniority.
Unexpectedly...
Many years later, Han Yu still felt deeply moved when he talked about this experience with his descendants.
That day, he asked his ancestors for help, but they did not respond. However, his ancestors' ancestors extended a helping hand to him.
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Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Jue no longer paid attention to Han Yu's questions. It was already good enough that he could help save Han Yu. He would not do anything else for Han Yu.
Unless Han Yu showed the courage and character that satisfied Han Jue, Han Jue's good impression of Han Yu would only stop at her appearance.
Han Jue continued to practice.
One day in the fairyland is equal to one year in the mortal world. It is not about the difference in time, but about life experience.
For a practitioner, one year can not accomplish much, but for an ordinary person, one year is enough to change his or her life.
In a blink of an eye.
A full thousand years passed.
Han Jue finished his training and his cultivation had improved. Although it was not obvious, it was only through accumulation over time that he could continuously break through.
He first observed Han Tuo. This kid had already rushed out of the Nine Nether Purgatory and returned to the fairyland. His cultivation had skyrocketed a lot and he was already very close to the divine realm.
He looked at Han Yu again and found that Han Yu was not dead yet and was now a Mahayana cultivator.
Although Han Yu is still alive, the Han family is gone.
Han Yu did not re-create his family, but practiced hard. Not only did he not have offspring, he did not even have a Taoist companion.
This kid is quite aware.
Han Jue just took a look. Since neither of them was in danger, he was too lazy to intervene.
Han Jue started checking his emails.
Soon, an email caught his attention.
[Your friend Qiu Xilai was attacked by a mysterious powerful being and was seriously injured]
How did Qiu Xilai get seriously injured? He looked up and saw Qiu Xilai was still in his dojo.
In these years, Han Jue has not felt any battle fluctuations. What's going on?
Who attacked Qiu Xilai?
Han Jue had to use the evolution function.
[10 billion years of life need to be deducted, do you want to continue?]
continue!
Then, a figure emerged in Han Jue's mind: [Xuandu Saint: Perfect Heavenly Saint, Great Disciple of the Human Religion, Infinite Emperor, Ancestor of the Human Race]
Holy Lord Xuandu!
Could it be the Xuandu Master in the Investiture of the Gods? Han Jue had already sensed a strong aura in Li Muyi's dojo, which was no weaker than Wufa Tianzun, but not much stronger either.
Why did Xuandu Saint attack Qiu Xilai? Han Jue did not continue to use the evolution function, but sent a dream to Qiu Xilai.
The reason for the evolution just now was to understand the other party's cultivation level.
In a dream.
Qiu Xilai opened his eyes and saw that it was Han Jue. He quickly stood up and saluted.
Han Jue asked: "Why did Xuandu Saint attack you?"
Qiu Xilai was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "You really have great magical powers. You knew all this. It was not an attack, just a competition. He used a special magical power to compete with me, and did not alarm the Heavenly Dao."
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