Chapter 678: Fighting for the Holy Seat, Change of Mood [Third update, asking for monthly votes]
Another thousand years passed.
Han Jue opened his eyes and felt happy.
After reaching the late stage of the Free Primordial Realm, he still needs to practice unremittingly in order to achieve the Great Dao as soon as possible.
It has to be said that the talent of Hongmeng Demon God is indeed terrifying. Even though he has reached such a high level now, he can still feel his own progress.
Han Jue stood up and headed to the thirty-third floor of the sky.
Several years ago, Xuandu Saint informed him and agreed to meet him at Qiankun Palace after his retreat.
After Han Jue entered the hall, Xuandu Saint immediately notified the other saints.
Other saints do not have such strange rules as Han Jue and can be summoned at any time. As for breakthrough, it is as strong as Qiu Xilai, who has already forgotten the taste of breakthrough.
For them, being a saint is the limit and it is difficult to go any further.
Pan Xin is here too.
When he saw Han Jue, he was stunned.
Han Jue has restrained his divine light, revealing his peerless appearance. Against the backdrop of his Taoist robe, which has been worn out by the years, his temperament is extraordinary.
"It's you!"
He remembered Han Jue. When they were in the Long River of Sword Dao, he felt that this boy had good talent and even wanted to take him as his disciple.
It turns out that the leader of the Hidden Gate is this guy.
etc!
His cultivation at that time...
Pan Xin was shocked in his heart, but he smiled on the surface.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. If it weren't for today's meeting, Pan Xin wouldn't even have remembered Han Jue.
Han Jue smiled and nodded. During those boring years, Pan Xin had provided him with a lot of fun.
He still remembered that Pan Xin had his back to him in the long river of swordsmanship, his shoulders hunched, and he was doing something with his hands.
Pan Xin sighed: "I didn't expect you to be the master of the Hidden Gate."
Han Jue said politely: "Senior's return is a blessing from Heaven. Heaven will need more protection from you in the future."
Pan Xin's smile widened and he found Han Jue very pleasing to the eye.
Xuandu Saint did not speak.
Emperor Xiao seemed to be thinking about something.
Nan Ji Tianzun glanced at Tian Jue Sect Leader, and seeing that he remained calm, he didn't think any more about it.
The reason why Pan Xin was happy was because Han Jue was showing goodwill. He had already begun to fantasize about conquering Han Jue and unifying the world.
He knew very little about what Han Jue did after he attained enlightenment, and the saints naturally would not say much, after all, it was somewhat embarrassing.
Han Jue's status was not gained by flattery, but by his fists.
Wufa Tianzun, Qiu Xilai, Donghuang Tiansheng, Li Muyi...
They are all stepping stones for Han Jue!
After all the saints arrived, Xuandu Saint Venerable said, "With the joining of Panxin, the luck of the Heavenly Dao has greatly increased. Now there are two more Saint Seats. Today we will discuss the Saint Seat."
The position of a saint is of great significance, and Saint Xuandu certainly cannot decide it by himself. In fact, even if he doesn't say it, other saints can sense it.
As the Heavenly Dao becomes stronger and stronger, the circles of saints in the future will inevitably form into circles and compete with each other.
Emperor Xiao took the lead and said, "It's time to give my demon clan a holy position. From ancient times to the present, whenever the Heavenly Dao is facing the imminent collapse of its internal order, my demon clan has always stood up and become the target of public criticism, allowing all beings in the Heavenly Dao to unite and resolve the cause and effect."
Han Jue felt deeply moved after hearing this.
In this case, the demons were the ones to take the blame.
It's not that they are taking the blame. The demons have indeed done a lot of evil in order to attract hatred.
Qiu Xilai snorted, "My Western Church has had two holy seats since ancient times. Previously, the Taoist Ancestor cut off one of the Buddhist holy seats in order to appease your demon clan. Shouldn't it be returned?"
Pan Xin said domineeringly: "The two extra holy seats are because of me. I am already a free saint, so I must get a holy seat!"
His tone was unquestionable, leaving no room for negotiation.
Other saints also began to scramble.
Han Jue didn't say anything.
He no longer needs to fight for the throne.
No matter who it is, as long as they don't threaten him, it's fine. If they do, they will be enslaved!
The saints began to fight and argue with each other.
Han Jue, Xuandu Shengzun, and Shi Dudao did not interrupt, and even Li Daokong and Fang Liang started to fight for it.
Li Daokong wanted to fight for the Hidden Sect. Li Xuanao had found him before and complained that he was a saint but had not repaid the Hidden Sect. He was careful that Han Jue was dissatisfied with him.
Fang Liang was also fighting for the Hidden Sect. If the Hidden Sect didn't want it, then he would give it to the Tiandao Sect. Anyway, he had to fight for it.
Han Jue listened for a while, found it boring, and got up and left.
It was actually a good thing that Saint Xuandu did not stop him and Han Jue would not snatch it.
After leaving the Qiankun Palace, Han Jue did not return to Baiyue Xianchuan, but wandered outside the thirty-third sky. Wearing the Chaos Treasure, he was not afraid of being attacked.
When passing by Li Daokong's dojo, Han Jue saw two people kneeling in front of the gate, one of whom was Han Yu.
Han Jue appeared behind them and asked, "Long time no see."
The two were startled and subconsciously turned their heads to look.
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When they saw Han Jue for the first time, they were all amazed.
Tian Yong turned his head to look at Han Yu, and was shocked to find that Han Yu looked very similar to Han Jue.
Han Yu also noticed this. How come this person looked so much like him? He asked cautiously, "Who are you?"
He couldn't see through Han Jue's cultivation level, so he naturally let the younger generation take his place.
Han Jue laughed and said, "Can't you recognize my voice?"
Han Yu seemed to have thought of something, his face changed drastically, he knelt down quickly, and said excitedly: "Ancestor!"
Seeing Han Yu kneeling down, Tian Yong knelt down as well.
Han Jue glanced at Tian Yong and found that the boy's eyes and eyebrows looked familiar. After counting with his fingers, he found out that he was the son of Emperor Tian'e.
Han Yu asked excitedly: "Why are you here?"
I see!
He looks so much like our ancestor!
No wonder his ancestors saved him, no wonder Li Daokong accepted him as his disciple, no wonder he met so many powerful people who treated him well for no reason.
Han Yu has always been very confident about his appearance, but after comparing himself with Han Jue today, he realized that he had only inherited three or four tenths of it.
Han Jue's face is extremely charming and difficult to describe in words.
"Come here and take a walk. How are you doing lately?" Han Jue said with a smile, looking kind.
For some reason, after breaking through 200,000 years old, Han Jue's mentality began to change.
Especially when I saw my descendants in person, I couldn't help but feel happy.
Han Yu was flattered and began to talk about his own experiences. He did not deliberately talk about the difficult things he had experienced. With Li Daokong around, it was indeed difficult for him to encounter a major crisis.
Tian Yong stood quietly aside, very curious about Han Jue's identity.
After chatting for a while, Han Jue left.
Han Yu was still very excited and couldn't stop smiling.
He knew of the existence of his ancestors, but this was the first time he saw them in person, and the feeling was incredibly wonderful.
Tian Yong asked curiously: "Master, who is your ancestor?"
Han Yu said: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!"
Tian Yong curled his lips.
hehe.
How mysterious it is! My mother is a saint who proved her truth through strength. How could I pretend like you?
Tian Yong thought about it and realized that he was indeed hiding this fact.
There are many practitioners meditating in the saint's temple, and it is not as deserted as before.
An hour later, Han Jue returned to the Taoist temple.
I have to say that going out and walking around in person does improve my state of mind.
But it is limited to the way of heaven.
Although the Taoist robe of the years can resist the attack of the Great Dao, what if you encounter an existence beyond the Great Dao? It is better to be safe than sorry!
(End of this chapter)