Chapter 877 Returning to the old place, legend of the immortal
"Father, how old is Han Xinyuan?"
"Father, where is my brother?"
"Father, I want to find my brother!"
"Father……"
Above the clouds, Han Jue was annoyed by what he heard and really wanted to throw this girl down.
Qing Luan'er saw what Han Jue was thinking and said with a smile: "If you make trouble again, your father will throw you away."
Han Qing'er smiled proudly and said, "I'm not afraid, I can fly."
Han Jue glared at her and didn't mention Han Tuo, which made Han Qing'er so angry that her eyes turned red.
From then on, Han Jue traveled in the fairyland with his wife and daughter.
In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
Han Qing'er has grown into a young girl. She is wearing a beautiful red dress, with her long hair tied behind her head. She has a bright look on her face. She and Qing Luan'er walk together, looking more like sisters than mother and daughter.
Han Jue stood in front of the two women, looking at the sky.
"Father, where are we going next?" Han Qing'er asked, her eyes full of anticipation.
From childhood to adulthood, she has lived a happy life without any worries. She can see new things every day and traveling does not require any physical effort, making it extremely easy.
Han Jue said: "This is the last trip to the mortal world. After that, you should leave the fairy world and go home. It will be difficult for you to get out again in the future. You must practice well."
Han Qing'er curled her lips and said, "Practice now. I am so talented that I will surprise you when the time comes."
Over the years, Han Qing'er also learned about the cultivation situation in the fairy world. After comparison, she found that she was extremely talented, so she also had expectations for cultivation.
Qing Luan'er smiled and said, "Qing'er's aptitude is indeed good. Your brother did not have your talent at the beginning, but even though his aptitude was mediocre, he still resolutely left alone to seek immortal fate."
When Han Tuo was mentioned, Han Qing'er became interested and asked, "Mom, what is my eldest brother's current cultivation level? Didn't you say he lived for five million years? Is he a Daluo Jinxian?"
In the fairy world, there are many creatures who have lived for five million years but cannot break through to the divine realm. Her mother is also in the divine realm. The reason why she thinks Han Tuo is stronger is that she has always been full of expectations for the brother she has never met, and even has a little admiration for him.
Qing Luan'er shook her head and laughed. She glanced at Han Jue and saw that Han Jue didn't want to say anything, so she had to say, "Maybe."
Han Jue had warned Han Qing'er not to be allowed to know about realms above Saint level, so as to prevent her from slacking off.
Qing Luan'er could understand this.
At least after she knew that Han Jue surpassed the Free Saint, she felt that it didn't matter whether she practiced or not, because she could not catch up with Han Jue anyway.
As long as she stayed by Han Jue's side, she would not be in danger and would not cause any trouble for Han Jue.
Han Qing'er curled her lips and said, "If I can't see my eldest brother, then I'll see my second brother. Father, can we go see my second brother before we go home? He might have been born already."
Han Jue said without even turning his head: "Of course I have to go back and take a look, but your second brother is still far from being born."
"Why hasn't she been born for so long? Could it be that Auntie is not a human, but a demon?"
"Of course not, it's just that your second brother is very talented."
"Highly talented?"
Han Qing'er's eyes lit up.
Han Jue snorted, "Don't ask."
He waved his right sleeve, and then the three of them came to the Shaking World.
Below are the eighteen peaks of the Yuqing Holy Sect, but the mountain topography has long since changed.
Han Qing'er asked curiously: "Where is this place? Why is there no one here?"
Qing Luan'er also looked at Han Jue in confusion.
Han Jue said: "This is where your father was born."
Upon hearing this, Qing Luan'er and Han Qing'er both became interested.
The three of them landed, Han Jue walked in front, his thoughts going back to five million years ago.
Qing Luan'er and Han Qing'er looked around but did not disturb Han Jue.
Han Jue came to a cliff and looked out at the mountains. The former splendor of the Yuqing Holy Sect appeared before his eyes. An endless stream of disciples were traveling among the mountains. Han Jue thought of Tie Lao, Li Qingzi, and Jiuding Zhenren.
Everything has become the past, and the old friends have long been reincarnated.
"Father, there are people on the opposite mountain!"
Han Qing'er suddenly pointed forward and exclaimed.
Following her gaze, I saw a man cutting trees in the forest opposite.
There was no human habitation within a thousand miles, so the appearance of a woodcutter was indeed strange, but this did not attract Han Jue's attention.
Han Qing'er's eyes rolled, and she leaped and flew to the forest opposite.
Qing Luan'er did not stop him. The woodcutter had no cultivation, and even if he was a bad guy, he could not hurt her daughter.
Han Qing'er landed behind the woodcutter and let out a "hey", scaring the woodcutter so much that he trembled all over. He turned around, stumbled, and fell to the ground. The axe in his hand slipped out of his hand and accidentally cut his palm, and blood gushed out instantly.
The woodcutter frowned in pain.
Han Qing'er said in panic: "Sorry..."
She noticed that the woodcutter was also young, looking to be in his early twenties.
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The woodcutter picked up his axe and asked cautiously, "Who are you? A monster?"
She is so beautiful and dressed in red, she must be a witch! The woodcutter turned pale and sweat ran down his face.
Monsters want to eat people!
Han Qing'er pouted and said, "I'm not a monster, I'm a fairy!"
She waved her right hand, and the wound on the woodcutter's palm healed instantly.
The woodcutter stood up and ran.
Han Qing'er raised her hand and used her spiritual power to move him back.
"Why are you running? I'm really not a monster. I came to you to ask why you are the only one around?" Han Qing'er said unhappily.
The woodcutter trembled and said, "I live nearby, and there is indeed no one else."
Han Qing'er asked in surprise: "How dare you live here alone if you are so timid?"
The woodcutter gritted his teeth and did not answer.
He began to rack his brains to think of a way to get out of this situation. "Why did you come here?" Han Qing'er asked.
She added: "If you answer truthfully, I won't embarrass you, and I can even teach you the method of cultivating immortality."
Hearing this, the woodcutter's eyes lit up.
He said quickly, "It is said that there is a legacy left by immortals in this area. Every thousand years, someone obtains the immortal's skills from here and becomes famous all over the world. I just want to try it out. I have been here for more than half a year, but I still can't find it."
"Then why are you cutting down trees?"
"Make a fire. There are many wild animals at night. Without fire, I will die."
"oh."
Han Qing'er saw a real mortal for the first time, and she was full of interest and started asking all kinds of questions.
The woodcutter tells everything he knows.
Han Qing'er also took the opportunity to learn about his origins.
The woodcutter's village was slaughtered by the evil cultivators, and all the people were turned into mummies and puppets. He was lucky to escape, and he always wanted revenge. He has been looking for immortality everywhere since he was ten years old, but he has no spiritual roots, and no sect would accept him. He could only pursue the illusory immortal legends.
After hearing this, Han Qing'er felt sorry for him. Just by putting herself in the woodcutter's shoes, she felt despair.
"How about I help you get revenge?" Han Qing'er asked.
The woodcutter's eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, I want to take revenge myself, so you should teach me the method of cultivation."
Han Qing'er showed a helpless look, spread her hands and said: "Actually I don't know how to practice, but I can ask my father."
After living for so long, she has never practiced properly and relies on her natural instincts.
The woodcutter immediately knelt down, kowtowed to Han Qing'er, and said, "Thank you, Fairy! As long as your father is willing to teach me the method of cultivation, I am willing to be your slave forever and serve you!"
(End of this chapter)