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Chapter 501

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"Earth Deities? Celestial? "

Han Sun-cheon frowned, his expression changed slightly as he muttered to himself.

The old man smiled, "That's right, I'm the Earth Deities appointed by Celestial. It's your blessing that I'm here in the Hundred Mountains Immortal River."

Blessing?

Han Sun-cheon was instantly enraged and cursed, "F * ck off, do you think you're worthy?"

His language memories came from Han Jue. He spoke like Han Jue, cursing but not cursing.

He was only moved because he had never heard of Celestial.

Most living beings did not know of the high and mighty Celestial, and the disciples of the Yin Sect who knew of Celestial's existence had a huge gap in seniority with Han Sun-cheon. They could not be bothered with him, let alone talk about the current Immortal World.

Earth Deities was stunned, he did not expect Han Sun-cheon to suddenly fall out with him.

Then, his old face flushed red, he pointed at Han Sun-cheon and said in a trembling voice, "You … impudent!"

Han Sun-cheon cursed, "Get out of here! Do you think you're worthy of the Yin Sect's blessing? Do you think I won't call for help? "

Earth Deities trembled with anger, but he was really afraid that Han Sun-cheon would call for help. The Yin Sect was notorious, if not for Celestial's appointment, he would not have dared to come.

He stomped his feet, burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

Han Sun-cheon snorted in disdain.



Han Sun-cheon did not spread the news of Earth Deities in the Yin Sect, so the disciples did not know about it.

Han Yan was still in endless seclusion cultivation.

Han Yan had been full of excitement for cultivation ever since he reached the Quasi-Saint Stage.

He wanted to reach the Sage Stage as soon as possible!

Time passed, and the world changed. Looking back, it was as if everything had happened in an instant.

One thousand and five hundred years had passed.

Han Yan was still far from proving his Dao, but he was much stronger than before.

On this day, Han Yan had once again finished explaining the Great Dao to the Secret Order.

After so many lectures, all the disciples had embarked on the cultivation path of the Ultimate Source Great Path before the Secret Order had expanded.

The Extreme Source Great Dao was extremely inclusive. Even the quasi-sage Li Daokong could easily enter the Dao. After so many years of cultivation, his Dao Fruit had already transformed into the Extreme Source Great Dao Fruit.

Right now, the disciple that Han Yan looked forward to the most was Li Daokong. His expectations for him exceeded those of the Supremacy Dao, Li Yao, and Zhao Xuanyuan.

Of course, he could only hide this thought in his heart and could not say it out loud.

He valued every single one of his disciples the most!

Han Yan was just about to return to the Daoist temple when he suddenly felt something. He raised his hand and summoned the strange spirit from outside the Daoist temple.

After so many years, the strange god had indeed become much stronger.

Han Yan could sense that it contained enough power to destroy an ordinary Quasi-Sage.

What did this guy do?

The strange god was obviously very excited to see Han Yan again. It stuck to his body and rubbed against him non-stop.

Han Yan played with it for a while and then let it do as it pleased.

The strange god could now control its own power and would not threaten the other living beings in the Secret Order.

As soon as he returned to the Daoist temple, Han Yan received a dream from the Sage before he could meditate.

[The Tianjue Sect Leader has spoken to you in a dream. Do you accept?]

Ignore!

I want to see if you're as anxious as Xiao The Great and Qiu Xilai.

Han Yan thought to himself. He meditated and began to cultivate.

Sure enough, not all Sages were as thick-skinned as Qiu Xilai. The Tianjue Sect Leader had only spoken to him once in a dream and then stopped.

A few months later.

[Fang Liang has spoken to you in a dream. Do you accept?]

Fang Liang?

Han Yan opened his eyes with a strange expression.

In the past, the Sages had spoken to him in dreams. When did Fang Liang learn this ability?

After thinking about it, Han Yan chose to accept.

After entering the dream, Han Yan could clearly sense the structure of the dream. It was extremely fragile. He could shatter it with a thought.

Fang Liang was still very weak.

The dream was in the Lingxiao Palace. When Fang Liang saw Han Yan, he immediately walked over and bowed.

The Yin-Yang Shield behind Han Yan was bursting with divine light, so that Fang Liang could not see his expression clearly.

Fang Liang said, "I've rashly disturbed Grandmaster this time because of a major matter."

Han Yan responded, "Oh?"

"Jixian Shen has been taken over. Now, Celestial has secretly changed masters. More than a thousand years ago, Celestial sent Earth Deities to the Hundred Mountains Immortal River, but they were humiliated. Recently, Celestial is preparing to deal with the Hundred Mountains Immortal River. Jixian Shen asked me to tell you this."

"That's it?"

Han Yan was disdainful.

He was already an enemy of the Sages. Who would dare to cause trouble for him?

It was not that Han Yan was arrogant, but that was his strength!

Fang Liang said, "Grandmaster, you can't be careless. Celestial is mixed with good and bad and involves too many forces. Not only that, recently, some people in the human race have been spreading rumors about the Yin Sect, saying that the Yin Sect has harmed the human race. They seem to want to smear the Yin Sect as a Demon."

Han Yan shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about the Yin Sect. You've been away for too long and don't know the situation of the Yin Sect."

Hearing this, Fang Liang asked carefully, "May I ask how many Immortal State experts there are in the Yin Sect?"

Now, Fang Liang was already in the Immortal State. If not for the fact that he was defeated in the catastrophe in Heaven, his cultivation would not have skyrocketed.

Han Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "More than you think."

In any case, Fang Liang was also from the Yin Sect and had helped the disciples of the Yin Sect in Heaven many times. Han Yan still hoped that he would realize his mistake and return to the Yin Sect to cultivate.

Although Fang Liang was already the inheritor of Daozu, Zhou Fan was still in the Dharma State of Shichido Sei. Han Yan was not afraid of people with powerful backgrounds entering the Yin Sect.

As long as it was not the Sage himself!

Fang Liang was silent.

He felt sour and his hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves.

He wanted to say that he would return to the Yin Sect, but the word was stuck in his throat and he could not say it.

Han Yan did not understand what he was worried about and said meaningfully, "As long as you want to come back, you can come back at any time. You don't have to worry about any trouble. Don't wait until you're on the opposite side of the Yin Sect before you want to come back. When that time comes, don't blame me for being heartless."

Fang Liang took a deep breath. He knew that Han Yan was not joking.

Han Yan was very good to him, but Han Yan was never soft-hearted.

Back in the mortal realm, Han Yan, who was only a mortal, dared to challenge the people of Heaven!

Now, Han Yan naturally did not fear the Sage!

Fang Liang fell into a dilemma.

Han Yan waved his hand and broke the dream, leaving only one sentence.

"If you don't come back, no one in the Yin Sect will remember you."



When his consciousness returned to the Taoist temple, Han Yan did not think too much and continued to cultivate.

Whether Fang Liang came back or not was his decision.

Han Yan had already done what he could. He could not force Fang Liang to come back. If he did, would he be the Grandmaster or the Father?

That day.

Li Xuanao came to visit Han Yan.

Han Yan asked him to enter the Taoist temple.

Li Xuanao came in front of Han Yan and bowed. "Sect Master, I want to take in a disciple. It's one of the Four Spiritual Monkeys, the Long Armed Ape Monkey. He has outstanding talent and I'm confident that I can teach him to become a Daluo or even stronger."

"That's right. Sect Master, there might be an entire tribe of Long Armed Ape Monkeys behind the Long Armed Ape Monkeys. I have a bold idea."

Long Armed Ape Monkeys?

Han Yan raised his eyebrows.

He could not help but think of Journey to the West. Not only Journey to the West, there were also Long Armed Ape Monkeys in The Investiture of the Gods.

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