Han Yan stopped and patiently waited for the Falling Sky Stone to absorb Han Yan's language memory.
After a long time …
The Falling Sky Stone suddenly cursed, "Your mother!"
Han Yan was stunned.
Only he would say that. In this world, there was no such thing as a mother, only a mother.
He was not angry. Instead, he was happy.
As expected of a Connate lifeform, its fusion ability was very strong.
Han Yan smiled and asked, "Are you angry?"
The Falling Sky Stone asked, "If it were you, wouldn't you be angry?"
"Then can I kill you?"
"…"
After receiving Han Yan's guidance, the Falling Sky Stone knew what death meant. It was so scared that its stone body trembled.
It said angrily, "I didn't provoke you!"
"Then why are you hiding?"
"You suddenly appeared, and I didn't hide? If it were you, wouldn't you hide? "
"Then why don't you try?"
"You … are going too far!"
"Are you human?"
The Falling Sky Stone was so anxious that it wanted to cry. If it wasn't a stone, it would have cried.
Han Yan smiled and said, "Follow me in the future. I'll arrange a master for you."
The Falling Sky Stone was stunned.
It was ecstatic and hurriedly thanked him.
"Continue to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There won't be any danger in this area." Han Yan left after saying that.
With his current status, there was no need for him to personally take in a disciple.
…
In the following period, the disciples of the Hidden Sect returned one after another.
After about two hundred years, all the disciples returned.
Zhou Fan also returned.
Han Yan was not surprised by this. Zhao Xuanyuan had already asked through the chaotic domain, and Zhou Fan had not entered the chaotic domain.
After entering the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, Zhou Fan looked around in surprise.
Murong Qi was very surprised to see him and asked, "Why are you here?"
Zhou Fan sized up Murong Qi and was secretly shocked.
This guy was already an Immortal Emperor!
In his memory, Murong Qi was his Junior Brother in Yuqing.
"I'm here to visit your Grandmaster," Zhou Fan replied.
Zhou Fan's arrival attracted the attention of the others, and they all came to check.
Zhou Fan was secretly shocked.
Lu Bu and Ma Chao made him unable to see through them. He also met Jiang Yi.
He had seen Jiang Yi before. At that time, Jiang Yi was high-spirited and was a genius whose name shook the Celestial World. He did not expect him to join the Yin Sect.
Zhou Fan was even more shocked when he noticed the ten thousand Fiends.
Even the weakest among them was a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. A few of them had already reached the Immortal Emperor Realm.
How could this be?
Was the Secret Order already so powerful?
When Zhou Fan was brought to the front of Han Yan's Daoist temple, he regained his senses.
"Go in by yourself." Zhao Xuanyuan turned around and left after saying this. He still had to make the best use of his time to cultivate.
Zhou Fan took a deep breath and carefully walked into the Daoist temple.
A dazzling divine light blinded his eyes, and he saw Han Yan.
Han Yan was meditating on the thirty-sixth rank Reincarnation World Destruction Black Lotus. The Yin-Yang Life and Death Moon floated behind him, like two suns spinning behind him, emitting a dazzling light.
Zhou Fan's heart was in turmoil.
He was already at the Two Profound Divine Essence level, but he could not see Han Yan's true appearance.
He was even stronger than those unparalleled experts!
Zhou Fan immediately thought of the Sage.
When he first met the Sage, he could not see his true appearance either.
Han Yan asked, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me? "
Zhou Fan smiled bitterly. He had suffered a great blow to his heart.
He felt that his thousands of years of hard work were a joke in front of Han Yan.
Look at Han Yan. He had been cultivating in seclusion all this time, and the gap between their cultivation levels was getting bigger and bigger.
Zhou Fan forced a smile. "Han Yan, you're really powerful now. You're about to reach the Dao Validation level, right?"
Han Yan smiled. "How could I? It's still early. Did you come to find me to join the Yin Sect?"
"Sure, do you want to take me in as your disciple?"
"It's not impossible, but you have to go out less from now on."
"Do you think I'm just going around? The gap between our talents is too big. I can only fight … Sigh! "
Zhou Fan fell into depression.
Han Yan's divine light shone brightly, and his voice was unfathomable. "You already have the Chaotic Physique and are no longer the same as before. Why don't you join the Yin Sect and cultivate in seclusion?"
Zhou Fan's future was limitless. If he could mend his ways, he would definitely be a powerful force in the Yin Sect in the future.
Hearing this, Zhou Fan fell into a trance.
...
A few days later, Zhou Fan walked out of Han Yan's Daoist temple. He looked up at the blue sky, and a long-lost sunny smile appeared on his face.
Heiyu Ji flew over and shouted, "Brat, are you still leaving?"
He remembered Zhou Fan, who had come to visit Han Yan more than eight thousand years ago.
Zhou Fan also remembered Heiyu Ji, and smiled. "I'm not leaving. In the future, I'll be the eighth disciple of the Yin Sect's second generation. Show me some respect."
"Hehe, I don't even respect Zhao Xuanyuan. What right do you have?"
"Do you think I won't beat you up?"
"If you have the ability, go to the simulation trial. You'll only have the right to compete with me after you've defeated everyone in the Yin Sect."
"Hmph, that's exactly what I was thinking."
Zhou Fan said proudly. Han Yan had already pulled him into the simulation trial, and he wanted to give it a try.
After bidding farewell to Heiyu Ji, Zhou Fan casually found an empty plot of land to build a Daoist temple, and then began the simulation trial.
The first person he challenged was Han Yan!
He was instantly defeated!
Zhou Fan was stunned.
"How is this possible!"
Zhou Fan gritted his teeth. He refused to believe it and challenged Han Yan again.
After hundreds of challenges, Zhou Fan despaired.
He took a step back and began to challenge the other disciples.
He first challenged Heiyu Ji.
Damn it!
Isn't this dog too weak?
Why is he so arrogant?
Just like that, Zhou Fan was engrossed in the simulation trial, unable to extricate himself.
On the other side.
Zhou Mingyue found the Fallen Stone and lifted it up.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" the Fallen Stone shouted.
Zhou Mingyue snorted. "Grandmaster asked me to take you in as a disciple. From now on, you will be my disciple. My name is Zhou Mingyue!"
"I see. What's your grandmaster's name?"
"Han Yan. You can't call him by his name."
"Han … Jue … From now on, I'll be called Han Sun-cheon!"
"Yo, you really know how to suck up to someone. That's a good name."
Zhou Mingyue chuckled. He had no objections to this. Instead, he was very satisfied.
Not to mention the Fallen Stone, even he wanted to change his surname to Han. However, without Han Yan's consent, he was too embarrassed to change it. Moreover, his master, Chu Shiren, did not allow it.
The first fifth generation disciple of the Hidden Sect appeared. Connate Spirit, Han Sun-cheon!
…
Twenty years later.
Jiang Yi came to visit Han Yan. Han Yan let him enter the cave abode.
Like Zhou Fan, he was blinded by the strong light of the Yin Yang Protection Moon.
He knelt in front of Han Yan and said, "Sect Master, I'm still unable to break through to the Deity Realm. Can you give me some pointers?"
What kind of light is this?
So domineering!
Jiang Yi secretly decided that he would do the same when he returned.
Han Yan said, "Then I'll preach the Dao to you."
Jiang Yi was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly thanked him.
Han Yan began to preach.
With Jiang Yi's talent, it was not difficult for him to break through to the Deity Realm. He was originally the number one prodigy of Jinwu, but he lacked guidance.
Speaking of which, Zhou Fan had surpassed Jiang Yi and reached the Deity Realm in advance. This made Han Yan sigh.
Sometimes, it was quite important to roam the world.
Unless Jiang Yi's talent was as unparalleled as Han Yan's, he would not be able to compare to Zhou Fan just by cultivating.
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