Han Yan hurriedly checked his interpersonal relationships and found Tai Sutian.
It was actually the profile picture of a beautiful woman.
[Tai Sutian: Cultivation unknown. A mysterious existence born from the 33 Layers of Heaven. She lives in Empress Wa's Palace all year round and listens to the Sage's preaching. Under the Sage's instructions, she threw the Heaven Mending Stone into the mortal world to find a prodigy without a great background. Because you refined the Heaven Mending Stone into a living being, offsetting its destiny, Tai Sutian is interested in you. Current favorability: 1 star.]
Cultivation unknown. Guaranteed to be at least an Immortal Emperor!
Han Yan frowned.
Sage …
Wasn't the Sage of Empress Wa's Palace Nuwa?
It seemed that the legends of China might be true. Maybe Earth was just a corner of the universe.
Han Yan was a little nervous.
The name Tai Sutian sounded amazing. He didn't know if Old Brother Celestial Ruler could continue to protect him.
Should he ask?
Han Yan immediately took out the Heavenly Dao Token and contacted Di Taebaek.
Di Taebaek quickly connected with his divine sense and didn't neglect him.
"What's the matter?"
"Can I talk to His Majesty?"
"Like I said, His Majesty is very busy. If it's not something important, it's better not to disturb him."
"I have a private matter to ask."
"Private matter? I'll help you solve it!"
Han Yan cursed in his heart. Di Taebaek was really enthusiastic.
"I'm here."
Celestial Ruler's voice suddenly sounded. Han Yan was stunned.
Di Taebaek was also stunned.
Both of them cursed in their hearts at the same time.
Han Yan: "You're the third generation head?"
Di Taebaek: "Could he be the son of Celestial Ruler?"
Di Taebaek didn't dare to get involved and quickly cut off the divine sense connection.
Han Yan first drove Wudao Jian out before contacting Celestial Ruler.
"Your Majesty, do you know Empress Wa's Palace?" Han Yan asked cautiously.
The Celestial Ruler asked in surprise, "Why did you mention the Palace of Empress Wa?"
Han Yan said, "The inheritance I received is related to reincarnation. I have a certain understanding of fate. Previously, I picked up a stone and divined that it came from above the 33 heavens."
Celestial Ruler was silent.
Han Yan's heart skipped a beat when he didn't get an immediate response.
Shit.
Was there not enough backing to support him?
The Celestial Ruler asked, "Could that rock be the Heaven Mending Stone?"
Han Yan asked doubtfully, "What is the Heaven Mending Stone?"
"Don't worry. Just focus on your cultivation. You are my subordinate. Her Palace of Empress Wa will not target you. Her Palace of Empress Wa never fights for fame and fortune."
"Your Majesty, it's better to be cautious. People's hearts can change."
"Yes, We know what to do. Do you have anything else?"
"Then I won't disturb Your Majesty any longer."
"When you reach the Golden Immortal Stage, you can come to the Heaven to find me. I will think of a way to help you reach the Emperor Stage."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Han Yan cupped his fists and smiled, but in his heart, he was disdainful.
Humph!
You want to lure me to the Heavens?
Impossible!
It seemed that the Celestial Ruler was also sent by the Heavenly Dao. You want to destroy my Dao Heart?
The fate of the Divine General was still vivid in his mind. He looked majestic, but he was just a laborious worker. He was too tired.
He could repay Heaven's kindness, but there was no need to be a donkey and work hard.
Han Yan stood up and walked out of the cave abode to the Fusang Tree.
The eight gourds did not seem to have changed from before. Han Yan used his divine consciousness to scan them and captured their weak soul fluctuations.
With a soul, they had to become spirits.
Not bad, not bad!
Han Yan said, "The eight gourds have already become spirits. You guys take care of them."
When everyone heard this, they all stood up and surrounded him.
Han Yan looked at them for a while and went back.
It was difficult for the eight gourds to transform in a short period of time. He still needed to wait for a while.
In order to celebrate this matter, Han Yan took out the Book of Misfortune and began to curse. At the same time, he checked his emails.
[Your enemy Heavenly Rage Buddha's Buddhist heart shattered because of your curse. His mental demon has transformed into a Demonic Buddha.]
[Your disciple Su Qi was attacked by the cultivators of the Holy Dynasty and is imprisoned in the Luck Suppression Prison.]
[Your good friend Zhou Fan has slaughtered a cultivation family. His negative karma has increased greatly.]
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang was attacked by cultivators.] x 15033
[Your good friend Jixian Shen has comprehended a mystical ability. His providence has increased greatly.]
[Your good friend Zhang Guxing was attacked by the Divine Palace Immortal Emperor.]
[Your Dao companion Xuanqing is listening to the Dao in the Jie Jiao. His cultivation has increased greatly.]
...
Unfortunately, the Evil Wyrm King and Han Yan did not have any interaction. Han Yan did not know how the Evil Wyrm King was cursed.
It was fine to spend five days every ten years cursing.
Han Yan thought silently.
Han Yan was very curious about Xuanqing's fortuitous opportunity.
The Jie Jiao was a hostile sect in Heaven. What would it be like when they met Xuanqing in the future?
It was worth mentioning that Xuanqing's cultivation had already reached the perfected Grand Unity Heaven Immortal Realm.
This breakthrough speed was considered fast. After all, she had obtained the Jie Jiao's fortuitous opportunity.
After cursing for half a year, Han Yan continued to cultivate.
No matter what, the rhythm of cultivation could not be messed up!
...
In a Daoist temple, Xuanqing, who was wearing a Daoist robe, and several Jie Jiao disciples were meditating on a futon. A Daoist nun was sitting in front of a statue in front of them.
The Daoist nun looked indifferent and said, "After this lecture, go back and cultivate well. You are not allowed to leave the island."
"Yes!"
The disciples replied in unison. Then, they stood up and bowed, preparing to leave.
"Xuanqing, stay," the Daoist nun said.
Hearing that, Xuanqing had no choice but to sit down again.
She looked calm and waited for her master to speak.
The Daoist nun said, "You have been in the Jie Jiao for some time. Do you have a Dao companion?"
Xuanqing replied, "I have a Dao companion in the mortal world. He has outstanding talent and is the best in the mortal world. Perhaps he has already ascended."
Hearing that, the Daoist nun frowned slightly and said regretfully, "Then forget it. I was going to introduce you to a Dao companion. What a pity."
Xuanqing smiled slightly.
"A long time ago, the Jie Jiao was defeated in the Immeasurable Calamity. Many of its disciples were imprisoned in Heaven. You should prepare well. Before long, the Jie Jiao will launch a surprise attack on Heaven," the Daoist nun continued.
Xuanqing frowned and said, "Can the Jie Jiao defeat the Heaven?"
She had been in the Jie Jiao for some time. Although the Jie Jiao was powerful, it had very few disciples.
The Daoist nun smiled and said, "You have underestimated the Jie Jiao. Even the Celestial Ruler has to address our leader respectfully. The island we are on is only one of the 100,000 islands in the Jie Jiao. Most of the disciples are on Penglai Island."
Xuanqing was enlightened. She was even more curious about the Jie Jiao.
What kind of power was the Jie Jiao?
…
30 years later.
The eight calabash spirits had started to speak. They just hadn't landed yet.
The seven earth immortal calabash spirits were named Han One to Han Seven by Han Yan. The chaos calabash spirit was named Han Eight.
The names were simple and easy to recognize.
The disciples were speechless, but they didn't dare to refute.
The calabash spirits didn't understand the meaning of the names, so they didn't care.
In these years, the cultivation of the eight calabash spirits had been increasing rapidly. They were absorbing immortal Qi, not Spirit Qi.
The weakest one, Han Eight, had entered the Mahayana realm not long ago.
They were more talented than Han Yan's disciples. Compared to Long Hao and Chu Shiren, it was hard to tell who was better.
On this day.
Han Yan, who was in the middle of cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes.
He frowned and murmured, "This aura is …"
At the same time.
A huge crack appeared in the sky above the ocean in the distance. Lightning intertwined, and the crack was pitch-black. It was like the abyss of hell.
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