Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 827
The Mystical Strength of Teachers
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Zhou Fan could not win against Mo Fuchou. In the end, he said helplessly, "I will take you back to the Heavenly Dao after you reach the Dao."
"Good!"
Mo Fuchou smiled and hoped to see Han Jue.
He suddenly thought of Mo Zhu and the Mo family.
It's been over two million years.
They may have fallen into the reincarnation cycle a long time ago.
Mo Fuchou sighed at the thought of this.
Zhou Fan was afraid that Mo Fuchou would mention Han Jue again, so he immediately changed the topic and talked about the recent interesting things in Chaos.
Mo Fuchou was quickly intrigued and began to listen happily.
Zhou Fan sighed in relief. As he spoke, he began to pose and talk about the deeds of the Great Dao Tower.
Myriad Worlds Projections.
The Dao Sovereign, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi appeared at the same time.
The Black Hell Chicken shouted, "Are the three of you beaten again?"
Zhao Xuanyuan glared at him and cursed, “What do you mean by that! We fight! Recently, our cultivation level increased again!”
Jiang Yi said proudly, "I'm sorry, I've become the Sage of Freedom!"
With that said, the others in the room gathered. "Thank you?"
“What about Dao Sovereign and Zhao Xuanyuan? They also reached the Realm of Freedom?”
“Soon, soon. Both of us will definitely feel comfortable by the time we log in again.”
“Unbelievable, she is even faster than Li Daookong!”
"of course. The three of us still have to shoulder the burden of the sect.”
"Hehe, I'll catch up soon!"
Everyone was talking at once, and the atmosphere was alive.
Zhou Fan appeared and quickly disappeared when he heard their conversation.
Guan Bubai smiled. "Someone is restless."
Dao Sovereign said, “Zhou Fan might be coming soon. He has walked in front.”
In the past, Zhou Fan was the most pretentious, causing the other disciples to grit their teeth in hatred. Of course, they just play. After all, they were all from the same sect. They would definitely support each other if they were to really run into trouble.
Everyone smiled and did not continue to mock him.
Zhao Xuanyuan asked, “Where is Chu Shiren? Isn't he here?”
Xun Chang'an said, “He's been very mysterious lately. He hasn't been to Myriad Worlds Projection.” for a long time
Dao Sovereign and the other two frowned.
Guan Bubai came in front of Jiang Yi and said, “Let's compete in a simulation trial. I want to feel the power of Freedom Sage.”
Jiang Yi smiled. He wants to show off!
Both disappeared. The other disciples also began to wait expectantly for the result.
Time pass.
Han Jue was finally able to control time and was not fully immersed like before while continuing to refine the stars.
He deliberately woke up after fifty thousand years.
The stars in the Primordial World had already far exceeded the past. Compared to the Heavenly Dao, the energy contained within the stars was incomparable.
Now, Han Jue's Dharmic power was already accustomed to soaring into the stars and automatically making them angry. It's a good sign.
Han Jue checked his email.
Soon, he saw an interesting email.
(Your good friend the Foolish Sword Sage was attacked by your enemy Pangu.]
Not bad. He wasn't seriously injured this time.
It seems that everything is different now.
Han Jue was also very curious about Pangu. His injuries should have recovered after all this time. Could it be that he was afraid of the Darkness Forbidden Master?
No, it's Pangu.
He may be waiting for instructions.
That nice.
Han Jue only wanted to reach the Supreme Dao Realm as quickly as possible. The calmer the Chaos, the better. He could show off when he broke through and a storm appeared.
Han Jue continued reading and did not see any other emails that were of interest to him.
Jiang Jueshi's fondness for him did not diminish after so many years.
Han Jue hesitated for a moment and decided to visit him in his dream.
This time, he turned the dream into an illusion.
He appeared as an old man in front of him.
Jiang Jueshi opened her eyes and was stunned when she saw Han Jue.
"Mr ..." Jiang Jueshi muttered to herself. His emotions surged, but he controlled it very well and did not let it explode.
Han Jue said, "Murid, how are you?"
Jiang Jueshi suddenly woke up. Where'sisthis?
He couldn't feel it, but he couldn't feel his body either.
That's not reality. Could it be an illusion?
I probably miss Master too much…
Jiang Jueshi felt relieved when she thought about it. In that case, it was better to reminisce with his imaginary teacher.
Jiang Jueshi said, “Not bad, Master. All these years…"
He started talking about his past.
Han Jue listened patiently.
After a long time, Jiang Jueshi finished talking about her experience. As Han Jue knew, he was still imprisoned by Ancestor Xitian and was cultivating peacefully.
Han Jue said, “This is difficult for you. You should still be vigilant after leaving the Heavenly Dao. You should know that there is always someone stronger. A wise man is only the peak of the Heavenly Dao. ”
Jiang Jueshi smiled bitterly. "I was careless."
Han Jue said, “Teacher will always see you. I trust you. I'll teach you Mystical Strength. You can use this Mystical Power if you cannot survive and face death.”
Jiang Jueshi was silent.
Han Jue immediately taught him the Prayer Technique.
Then, he instructed, "Remember, don't use it rashly unless the moment is critical."
Jiang Jueshi nodded.
The dream is broken.
Jiang Jueshi suddenly woke up. He was still sitting on the top of the mountain.
He breathed a little.
“I did not expect that understanding Mystic Power would allow me to dream of it. I, who have experienced over a hundred thousand reincarnations, actually miss someone dearly. Why?" Jiang Jueshi muttered to herself, her eyes blurred.
As for the Mystical Strength taught by his teacher in a dream, he believed that he had understood it himself. Over the years, he had created countless Mystic Powers of all kinds. He enriched and armed himself, waiting for the day to come out of the siege.
Jiang Jueshi stopped thinking and continued cultivating.
Although this place was good, it made him uneasy. He must hold his life in his hands.
Inside the Daoist temple.
Xing Hongxuan opened her eyes and touched her stomach.
He frowned a little.
He could feel the fetus moving in recent years.
Being able to move meant that he had developed intelligence.
He began to doubt. Although it was good to use her son as a cultivation aid, she had never given birth to him. He has mistreated her too much.
Should he force her out?
Xing Hongxuan had a bold thought.
However, he thought about his dream and what he said in the future.
He stood up and walked out of the Taoist temple to visit Han Jue.
Han Jue was still observing the Heavenly Dao and happened to be free, so he let her in.
"Born premature? No, this child must be born normally. Otherwise, he will die, ” said Han Jue seriously.
Xing Hongxuan asked curiously, “Why? Is there a ban?”
Han Jue felt awkward and did not know how to answer.
Xing Hongxuan said anxiously, “Recently, she is moving more and more, as if begging me to let her be born earlier.”
Han Jue frowned and looked at his stomach.
He could see that the fetus was indeed moving. It already had intelligence, but was extremely weak and could not think independently for now
Han Jue had to temporarily close his bloodline if he wanted to be born.
"Sit down next to me," Han Jue called out softly.