Through arm ape?

Huang Jihao frowned. He had heard of the name, but he was not impressed.

Is there an ape with arms hidden in the hidden door?

Li xuanao said, "when you come to the hidden gate, you should not make trouble. You should practice well at ordinary times. You should feel the immortal Qi here, which is stronger than anywhere in the fairy world. This is definitely the best place for cultivation."

Huang Jihao felt it carefully and his face changed greatly.

What a rich Fairy Spirit and innate spirit!

This is more domineering than Tianzu holy land and sage Dojo!

If you practice here

Huang Jihao's heart beat faster and he was glad to be here.

He asked curiously, "master, the master of the hidden door is..."

Li xuanao stared at him and said in a deep voice, "don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"

Han Jue always guards the sun and moon against Yin and Yang. Most of the registered disciples have never seen his true face. Li xuanao guesses that Han Jue wants to hide his identity. Naturally, he can't tell Huang Jihao.

After Huang Jihao was warned, he became more curious.

Who banned Han Jue?

……

Huang Jihao's joining didn't cause a storm in the hidden door. Not to mention the new disciple, even the old disciple had forgotten him.

Who can remember the little grudges more than 30000 years ago.

Han Jue remembers Huang Jihao because Huang Jihao is particularly active in emails.

Years passed.

After Han Jue preached wholeheartedly, time passed quickly.

in a twinkling.

Another 800 years have passed.

Han Jue went out of the Taoist temple and wandered in the hundred mountains and Xianchuan.

He has a deep understanding of Jiyuan Avenue, and his accomplishments can no longer grow, but he is always a step away from preaching.

Which step is it?

Han Jue doesn't understand.

He felt it necessary to stop practicing and vent himself.

The sun and moon of Yin-Yang nursing students shine on Han Jue. Han Jue's disciples kneel down and salute along the way. Han Jue didn't talk to them and walked forward.

Looking at his back, the registered disciples showed respect and longing.

Because of Han Jue, they have such a place to practice at ease. Even saints can't threaten them.

After walking around the hundred mountains of Xianchuan, Han Jue seems to have an understanding.

This feeling is hard to describe.

What is a saint?

Just powerful?

and be not so.

In addition to reaching the limit of cultivation, you also need a state of mind.

Han Jue's life experience is still too little, even less than ordinary people.

"Maybe I should go out for a walk."

Han Jue thought silently, and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Is it dangerous for me to go out of the Taoist temple and travel in the fairyland?"

Han Jue asked cautiously.

[three billion years of life need to be deducted, continue or not]

continue!

[no]

Han Jue was relieved. He followed him back to the Taoist temple and began to create a puppet of heaven.

He had to leave a statue in the Taoist temple before he could go out safely and boldly.

A few days later, Han Jue left quietly without alerting anyone.

He suppressed his cultivation to nothingness, hid his treasure with magic power, and became an ordinary man in white. His face was still his unparalleled true face.

For more than 30000 years, Han Jue has traveled to the fairyland for the first time. Even though he knows there is no danger, he is a little nervous.

But as time went on, he soon calmed down.

Instead of flying, he walked between heaven and earth, walking through dangerous mountains and mountains with his own feet. He had seen the boundless and magnificent blue lakes, heard the wind howling like the sound of a dragon, and bathed in the rain of immortality.

As he saw and heard more and more, his understanding of Jiyuan Avenue became deeper and deeper.

Jiyuan Avenue is full of everything. All existence can be the avenue.

About the past 80 years.

Night fell.

Han Jue stopped by the lake and began to meditate and practice, looking back on his feelings over the years.

He didn't involve cause and effect with other creatures. He always walked alone.

The moonlight is like water, the lake is sparkling, the surrounding woods shake slightly with the wind, the wind is like playing music, and Han Jue's black hair is blown to flutter.

Rustling——

There was a sound from the bushes behind, and a red fox came out. It looked as big as the pet cat of the Terran.

It blinked at Han Jue.

After hesitating for a while, he carefully came to Han Jue's side and knelt down like a man with his forehead against the grass.

Han Jue closed his eyes and didn't seem to notice its arrival.

It shouted, but Han Jue still ignored it.

The red fox was worried, but he chose to kneel all the time.

The moon sets and the sun rises, alternating day and night.

Ten days later.

Han Jue opened his eyes, glanced at the red fox next to him and said, "why do you worship me?"

The red fox said, "I want to practice with you."

"I'm just a mortal. I don't have any Taoism."

"I am born with different pupils and can spy on my soul. Your soul makes me unable to spy."

Han Jue shook his head and got up slowly.

He is not interested in the red fox. He can't even meet the standard of the first weather operator of the system. His qualification is general.

Han Jue left and the red fox followed.

One person, one fox, continue to wander around the world.

Han Jue didn't expel the red fox. He also wanted to see how determined the little guy was.

In the years to come, they will experience all kinds of natural disasters, pass through all kinds of magnificent wonders, and occasionally encounter incarnate creatures to fight.

Han never took the initiative to provoke other creatures, so he didn't encounter anything like robbery.

He doesn't look like a man with a treasure.

Two hundred years later.

Han Jue came to a Terran city and looked at it from a distance. The wind and sand were all over the sky and almost submerged the huge city.

He glanced at the red fox behind him and said, "that's it."

When the voice fell, he continued to move forward and disappeared into the sand.

The red fox was silent. It didn't follow up, because it would die, but it didn't leave. Instead, it crawled on the sand dunes and looked at the huge city in the distance.

Han Jue came to the gate and was guarded by soldiers. He needed to pay the spirit stone to enter the city. As soon as he changed, he changed the spirit stone and entered the city smoothly.

After entering the city, Han Jue's face attracted the attention of many people.

Han Jue did not deliberately hide his appearance, because it was unnecessary and he was not afraid of trouble.

With one breath, the whole city will turn into fly ash.

The city is not as desolate as it looks outside the city. It even looks full of spring and vitality. Trees can be seen on both sides of the street from time to time, which is quite a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River in China.

Han Jue came to an inn and sat down in a corner on the second floor.

After ordering wine and vegetables from the waiter, he turned his head and looked out of the window at the street. He felt thousands of people coming and going.

Once upon a time, he was also a person in this vast life.

"You seem confused."

A laugh came, and an old Taoist came.

Han Jue glanced at him.

Huh?

Taiyi Jinxian!

The old Taoist sat in front of Han Jue with a smile on his face and said, "meet by chance. If you are confused, you can tell me. Sometimes it's easier for others to answer for you."