Chapter 73: Dian Su Demon King, Qing Xian Zhenren

Hibiscus tree? Han Jue looked at the seeds that suddenly appeared in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Fusang tree is very famous in Chinese mythology and is associated with the sun.

Ten thousand years later, it can attract the Golden Crow. Isn’t the Golden Crow the sun?

Millions of years later, it will connect to other worlds...

Han Jue simply ignored this.

A million years is too long!

It is not surprising that the seeds of the hibiscus tree are shaped like peach pits.

It is hard to imagine that this is the seed of the sacred tree.

Han Jue turned around and came to the cave, and called out Xun Changan.

"Master, what is it?"

Xun Changan asked, with anticipation in his eyes.

Could it be that the master wanted to teach him magical powers? Han Jue handed him the seed in his hand and said, "This is my precious tree. From today on, you will plant it here and meditate in front of it every day. You must protect it well. If it doesn't grow well, it's your fault."

Xun Changan asked doubtfully, "My pot?"

"It's your fault!"

"ah!"

Xun Changan panicked.

Han Jue ignored him and went straight into the cave to continue practicing.

Xun Chang'an squatted down and looked at the hibiscus tree seeds nervously. He dug away the snow around them to prevent the seeds from getting cold.

This was the first time Han Jue assigned him a task, and he was very nervous.

The most important thing is that there is only this one seed. If you die, there will be no second chance! ...

The vast sky and earth are covered with snow.

Between the mountains, countless monsters were crawling in the forests, with a layer of snow on their backs, like ice sculptures.

Yang Tiandong stood under the tree waiting, his body also covered with ice and snow.

Now he is wearing black clothes, has a weird face, most of his hair is gray, and his pupils are blood red. He looks like a monster at first glance.

His eyes were fixed on a high peak in front of him.

This peak is like a sword pointing to the sky. It is taller and straighter than the surrounding mountains.

The heavy snow fell on this mountain and melted directly.

Faintly, one can see wisps of demonic energy swirling around this peak.

The wind and snow swirled around the mountain like a white tornado, which was quite spectacular.

Yang Tiandong looked at an old tree demon next to him and asked, "How long will it take?"

The old tree demon shook off the several untransformed demon birds on his body and said, "Maybe it will be soon. This is the most powerful demon king in Dayan since ancient times, the Demon King Dian Su. Once he is born, we will follow him and we will surely usher in a prosperous era for the demon race."

Yang Tiandong frowned.

"If he is so powerful, why has he been sleeping for two thousand years?" Yang Tiandong asked with a sneer.

He was ambitious and wanted to become the most powerful demon king in Dayan. After he had finally started, a thousand-year-old demon was about to be resurrected.

All the demon kings of Dayan came to pay homage, and Yang Tiandong had no choice but to go with the flow.

"More than two thousand years ago, before Dayan came into being, this place was sparsely populated and was a paradise for our demon race. Demon King Dian Su was the only demon king on this land, and all demons obeyed his orders. Until one time, a human cultivator mistakenly entered this land. When Demon King Dian Su saw that he was injured, he rescued him. However, the human cultivator turned his kindness into hatred, attracting countless cultivators to attack us. A war that lasted for decades broke out, and Demon King Dian Su was sealed here. We demons either died or escaped, with only one in ten surviving."

The old tree demon began to talk about the past, with hatred in his tone.

"We have been waiting for the Demon King Dian Su to wake up and make a comeback. The powerful monks back then have gone away. No one in Dayan can stop the Demon King Dian Su now!"

At the end of his speech, the old tree demon looked fanatical.

Yang Tiandong frowned and asked, "Aren't those cultivators worried that the Demon King Dian Su will be resurrected?"

The old tree demon sneered, "Human hearts are uglier than demon hearts. Two thousand years have passed, and they no longer share the same hatred and hatred. They may have killed each other, and few are still alive."

Yang Tiandong was speechless.

He thought of his master and Yuqing Sect, and asked, "When the Demon King Dian Su is resurrected, will he definitely slaughter all the people of Dayan?"

"Um."

The old tree demon responded.

Yang Tiandong's eyes flickered.

…

The blizzard in Dayan lasted for two years, causing the people to suffer. The dynasty had to seek help from the cultivation world, and with the help of the cultivators, the disaster was alleviated.

One day, a demonic aura erupted into the sky, changing the color of the sky and making the world of cultivation uneasy.

Li Qingzi even came to find Han Jue. Han Jue did not hide anything and said that a ten-thousand-year-old demon had been born. Li Qingzi was so scared that he went back immediately and asked the entire sect to prepare for defense.

However, the mysterious thousand-year-old demon did not come.

In a blink of an eye.

Another five years passed.

Han Jue is still a little short of reaching the seventh level of the Rongxu Realm.

As for the fact that the ten thousand year old demon did not sweep across Dayan, Han Jue guessed that the demon had just awakened and its cultivation had not yet fully recovered.

The blizzard that enveloped Dayan has also melted away.

Everything returned to calm.

Han Jue stopped practicing and walked out of the cave.

After seven years, the hibiscus tree has grown into small saplings.

Xun Chang'an was very careful when dealing with the hibiscus tree, fearing that it would grow bad.

Seeing Han Jue coming out, he quickly stood up.

"Master."

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Xun Changan saluted respectfully.

Han Jue nodded and looked towards the hibiscus tree.

The hibiscus tree is two intertwined mulberry trees, which looks quite enchanting.

At present, the Fusang tree has begun to generate spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Although it is very weak, it is a good sign.

The difference between sacred trees and ordinary natural treasures is that they take a long time to cultivate.

Han Jue was not in a hurry, as long as the hibiscus tree grew smoothly.

Black Prison Chicken raises Chaos Tengu.

The ancient ginseng nourishes the hibiscus tree.

Um.

Good match!

Han Jue thought proudly.

After observing the hibiscus tree, Han Jue began to stretch his muscles. He had been meditating for too long, so it was good to move around occasionally.

Xun Changan observed carefully.

He found that Han Jue's actions seemed simple, but contained some mystery.

I don't know why it's so impressive.

Han Jue's set of movements was popular in primary and secondary schools in his previous life, but it is quite novel in this world.

While twisting his waist and raising his legs, Han Jue began to test the strongest person in Yuqing Sect except himself.

He was afraid that the thousand-year-old demon would sneak into the Yuqing Sect.

[Master Qingxian: Ninth level of Rongxu Realm, Elder of Xueyantian Sect]

Blood Flame Heaven Sect? Isn't this the sect that unified the Great Wei cultivation world?

Han Jue still remembered what Li Qingzi said, that Xueyan Tianmen threatened to conquer Dayan, but he didn't expect that they would send people so soon.

Han Jue began to detect the location of Qingxian Zhenren.

This guy disguised himself as an inner sect disciple and was wandering around the Monster Pet Building, probably trying to sneak into the world of monsters.

Han Jue hesitated about how to kill this man.

If we take direct action, innocent people might be hurt.

…

Inside the Monster Pet Building.

Taoist Qingxian, disguised as a young male disciple, was holding a book that recorded the types of demon pets in the world of all demons.

"This is the number one sect in Dayan? So weak."

Taoist Qingxian thought with disdain.

He had infiltrated Yuqing Sect for some time and discovered that Yuqing Sect's foundation in all aspects was far inferior to that of Xueyan Tianmen.

Next, the only one left was the mysterious God-Slaying Elder.

Taoist Qingxian put down the book and walked out of the Monster Pet Building.

The location of Elder Zhanshen was easy to determine. The Immortal Mountain where he had practiced hard was already the place with the most spiritual energy in Yuqing Sect. The disciples could all guess that was where Elder Zhanshen was in seclusion.

Master Qingxian had already found out everything before.

"The strongest cultivator in Dayan? I wonder what a pitiful face you will have when you kneel before me and beg for mercy."

Taoist Qingxian thought to himself.

He has reached the ninth level of Rongxu Realm. Even the founder of Yuqing Sect would not be his match!

After killing the God-Slaying Elder, should we slaughter all the people of the Yuqing Sect without anyone noticing?

(End of this chapter)