That year, Han Tuo was already thirteen years old.
In the main hall, Han Yan, Han Tuo, and Qing Luan 'er were having a meal to celebrate Han Tuo's birthday.
Han Tuo was very happy. Perhaps it was because of his birthday, or something else, but his little face was flushed with excitement.
Qing Luan 'er served Han Yan some food. Han Yan held a cup of wine and asked about Han Tuo's studies.
The current human race already had a system of education. Reading the books of the saints and obtaining scholarly honors.
Han Tuo answered honestly. Han Yan could tell that his mind wasn't on it.
"Father, when is your birthday?" Han Tuo suddenly changed the topic.
Han Yan said, "I don't remember."
"Why not? What about your parents? They're my grandparents. "
"I grew up without parents."
"Ah?"
Han Tuo was stunned. He suddenly realized that he didn't seem to care about his father at all. He only thought about cultivation.
Qing Luan 'er chuckled. "Look at how hard your father has been since he was young. You have to be filial to him when you grow up."
Han Tuo nodded and said proudly, "I will become a cultivator in the future and achieve immortality. Then, I will make all of you immortal!"
"Tuo 'er is so ambitious."
Qing Luan 'er patted Han Tuo's head lovingly.
Han Yan took a sip of wine and looked at the mother and son with a smile.
Needless to say, after bitterly cultivating for thirty thousand years, experiencing this kind of mundane life was quite good. There was a special feeling in his heart.
However, the life of a mortal was full of uncertainties. Unlike cultivators, they couldn't control their lives.
Three years later, Han Tuo was sixteen years old.
East Guardian City was in danger again. An unprecedented beast tide had attacked, and the neighboring cities had fallen. Rumors spread to East Guardian City, causing panic among the people.
The City Lord of East Guardian City started to recruit soldiers. All boys above fifteen years old had to join the army. Han Tuo joined as well.
Snow fell again, covering the sky and the sun. The whole city was covered in white clothes.
Han Yan came to an inn. It was the first inn he stayed in since he came to East Guardian City. He liked to come here when he was free.
It was the same place, in front of the window on the second floor. He could see the people coming and going in the city.
Compared to the past, there were fewer people on the streets. Most of them were in a hurry.
"Little friend, it's been so many years since we last met. Your hair has also turned white. Time really doesn't spare anyone."
The old Daoist that Han Yan had met when he first came to East Guardian City walked over and sat across from Han Yan.
After so many years, Han Yan deliberately let a few strands of white hair grow on his head. Although he was still handsome, he was no longer young.
Han Yan smiled and said, "On the other hand, Senior's hair is still as white as it was in the past."
The old Daoist smiled, "Old rules?"
Han Yan nodded slightly.
The old Daoist poured wine for himself and smiled, "Little friend, you shouldn't be an ordinary person. You don't seem like an ordinary person. Even though East Guard is about to be destroyed, you're still so calm and collected. Could it be that you're here to shed your mortality?"
Han Yan asked, "What about you?"
"I'm a Transcendent Mortal as well. While I roam the mortal world, I temper my state of mind."
"What realm did you cross?"
"Divine Crossing? Little friend, you should be Celestial Crossing, right? You and I are fated. In the future, you can come to my Qing Tian Sect and pursue the Great Dao."
The old Daoist stroked his beard and smiled proudly.
Han Yan thanked him with an indifferent attitude.
The two of them began to chat.
While they were chatting, the deafening roars of beasts could be heard from outside the city.
The commoners on the street below were so scared that they ran away. Han Yan and the old Daoist were still drinking and chatting, talking about their experiences of traveling the world by themselves.
[Chen Yazi has a favorable impression of you. Current favorability level: 3 stars]
Han Yan didn't care about this notification.
After a while.
Chen Yazi stood up and left, leaving behind a sentence, "Humans are born with shackles. To break free from these shackles, one must have no desires."
His words made Han Yan feel a bit emotional.
No desires!
This was the realm that ordinary Immortals wanted to reach, to stay away from karma.
Han Yan was only enlightened, not moved.
His Dao wasn't without desires. On the contrary, I want and I want!
If he wanted immortality, then he would pursue it!
In order to pursue what he wanted, he would have more motivation to cultivate.
This was what many mortals did in their lives.
This wasn't a bad thing.
"Didn't I hide from the world for so long to become the strongest? Once I become the strongest, I can do whatever I want."
Han Yan's gaze fell on the commoners below again. He had a deeper understanding of his Dao and became more resolute.
After being in the mortal world for so many years, he had seen everything that mortals had to go through. Birth, death, love, hate, life and death.
Every mortal sought to be in control of their own lives.
Han Yan was already a Quasi-Saint, but he was still pursuing this Dao.
Once he became a Saint, he would do whatever he wanted!
Han Yan's gaze became resolute.
My Saint Dao, I want and I want!
Han Yan entered a meditative state and began to comprehend the Dao of Extremity.
He wasn't afraid of being disturbed. Forget the mortals around, even the beasts outside the city couldn't hurt him.
East Guard City's calamity lasted longer than before. The war was cruel and the killings were endless.
Two years later.
Han Yan stood in the courtyard, bathing in the snow.
His Dao Fruit began to transform.
It was transforming towards the Saint Dao Fruit!
Perhaps it was because his Dao Heart had become resolute, Han Yan's magic power that hadn't increased for a long time began to increase again.
A breakthrough was coming!
Han Yan began to hesitate if he should return.
He had a feeling that he would be able to break through in a hundred years.
However, when he thought of Qing Luan'er and Han Tuo, Han Yan's heart softened and he decided to accompany them.
As for Han Tuo, Han Yan had changed his mind.
Previously, he wanted to suppress Han Tuo's bloodline because he was afraid that Han Tuo would cause trouble for him and form a lot of karma.
Now, Han Yan had thought it through.
If he cared too much, it would become a shackle and an obstacle!
Han Yan smiled casually.
[Goddess Houtu has spoken to you in a dream, do you accept?]
A line of words suddenly appeared in front of Han Yan's eyes. He asked silently, "Is there any danger in accepting?"
[Three billion years of lifespan will be deducted, do you want to continue?]
Continue!
[No]
Han Yan immediately chose to accept.
Just because he wanted something didn't mean that he would act recklessly.
It was always good to be cautious, especially when the other party might threaten his life.
In the dream, beside the Yellow Spring.
Han Yan cupped his hands and bowed to the Lady of Earth.
The Lady of Earth said, "The Heavenly Fiends are attacking. Killing the Heavenly Fiends will allow you to obtain merit. If the Hidden Sect wants to become the Sect of Destiny, don't miss this opportunity."
Han Yan smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Goddess. Is the Netherworld preparing to encircle the Heavenly Fiends?"
"Yes, capture the Heavenly Fiends to be Netherworld Servants. Although these Heavenly Fiends are cruel, they are not scheming. In a sense, they are not terrifying."
"Where did the Heavenly Fiends come from?"
"The actions of the Demon Saints can be considered as cooperating with the Heavenly Dao. Through the Heavenly Fiend Tribulation, a large number of people with great providence will appear. After that, it will probably be the battle for the Saint Position."
The Lady of Earth revealed a worried expression and continued, "No one in the Netherworld is qualified to compete for the Saint Position. I hope that you can obtain it. If you are afraid of trouble, at least let the Hidden Sect obtain it. Regardless of whether the Dao Sect obtains this Saint Position or the other Saints obtain it, it will break the balance that has lasted for a long time."
Han Yan raised his eyebrows.
He had the Great Dao Purple Qi and the Primordial Purple Qi in his hands. It was enough to nurture two Saints.
Fight again.
Apart from him, wouldn't the Hidden Sect have three more Saints?
I'm not fighting for it, but you're delivering yourself to me?
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