Han Tuo's tone was very displeased and the middle-aged man quickly apologized.
The father and son chatted for a while more before the middle-aged man left to choose suitable disciples.
Han Tuo looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh.
Every time Han Tuo saw his children, he would think of his dead wife. The reason why he came to the mortal world to get married and have children was to gain experience and make his state of mind clearer.
His wife in the Immortal World died in the hands of the enemy while his wife in the mortal world died of old age.
Han Tuo thought that his life would be simple but he didn't expect that his children would want to pursue the Immortal Dao just like him.
At first, Han Tuo had high hopes for his children but his son went astray and was full of desire for power. His daughter, on the other hand, had always been focused on the Dao.
Han Tuo suddenly thought of his father.
What did Han Yan think of him back then?
Recalling Han Yan's words, he was a little confused.
Was he really not a qualified father?
"Father, if you were still alive, maybe … Sigh, it's all my fault that I didn't find the Elixir of Immortality in time."
Han Tuo muttered to himself. He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
After staying in the mortal world for so long, it was time to go back.
Half a month later.
The middle-aged man brought a young man up the mountain and Han Tuo let the young man enter the Daoist temple.
The young man knelt respectfully on the ground. Although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he was very calm.
For some reason, Han Tuo inexplicably thought of himself when he was young.
He looked so much like him.
Han Tuo began to teach him the Dao.
…
Three hundred years passed.
Han Yan opened his eyes. He finally relaxed for the past three hundred years and was in a good mood.
He stood up and decided to preach the Dao for the Yin Sect.
He hadn't preached for thousands of years. It was time.
"Get ready."
Han Yan's voice resounded throughout the Hundred Mountains Immortal River and all the disciples came out of seclusion.
He still preached the Dao of Extremity for a hundred years.
After a hundred years, Han Yan stopped preaching and looked down at the Hundred Mountains Immortal River.
After so many years, the Yin Sect had some new geniuses. Most of the personal disciples had also taken in disciples. Even Heiyu Ji had taken in a disciple.
Han Yan predicted that in a hundred thousand years, there would be at least five thousand Immortal State cultivators in the Yin Sect.
There should be hope for a hundred Daluo Golden Immortals to appear ten million years later!
There might not even be a hundred Daluo Golden Immortals in the entire Immortal Realm, so one could imagine how powerful the Yin Sect would be ten million years later.
However …
Ten million years was too long!
Han Yan was still trying to reach 100,000 years old.
Sometimes, having a great aptitude would also bring about troubles. One would feel that time was moving too slowly.
After the lecture, Han Yan returned to the Daoist temple.
He opened his email and checked it. It had been a long time since he last checked it. He wondered how his friends were doing.
[Your good friend Evil Celestial Ruler was suppressed by your enemy Cundi and was seriously injured.]
[Your son, Han Tuo, accidentally entered the Nine Hells Purgatory]
[Your good friend Li Daokong was attacked by your good friend Jiang Dugu.]
[Your good friend Shi Dudao was attacked by your good friend Li Daokong]
[Your good friend, the evil Celestial Ruler, has received guidance from a mysterious mighty figure. His cultivation has improved greatly.]
[Your friend Jingtian Gong created the Dark Sect]
[Your friend Xiao The Great has been cursed by a mysterious curse]
…
How did the evil Celestial Ruler provoke Cundi?
Han Yan was puzzled. The most important thing was that the evil Celestial Ruler was still alive.
He hesitated whether he should curse Cundi for the evil Celestial Ruler.
He could test the waters. After all, Cundi was his enemy. Besides, it had been hundreds of years since he enslaved Qiu Xilai.
Han Yan continued reading. It seemed that this was not the first time Jingtian Gong had created the Dark Sect.
After leaving the Jie Jiao, Jingtian Gong seemed to have a hard time.
Han Yan hesitated whether to directly recruit Jingtian Gong.
Forget it.
In case he needed the identity of the Dark Forbidden Lord one day, he could not expose it in advance.
Han Yan continued reading. Most of his friends in the outside world were starting to become active. The Immortal Realm had completely returned.
After closing the email, Han Yan spread out his sacred will and observed the entire Immortal Realm.
The three regions near the Hundred Mountains Celestial River were densely populated by creatures. Most of the creatures took the form of humans after transforming. However, humans had a hard time in the Immortal Realm and had been reduced to a small race. They could only struggle at death's door in one of the regions divided by Celestial.
In today's Immortal Realm, other than the demons, the most powerful race should be the Ming Clan. Like the demons, the Ming Clan claimed that all creatures in the world could join the Ming Clan as long as they were famous.
The demons were now led by Celestial. They did not dare to anger the Celestial and were competing with the Ming Clan for the throne of second.
Since then, the Dragon Clan had risen again.
Perhaps because of the position of Saint, more and more powerful figures walked the world and spread Taoism. More than a hundred Sects of Kismet were born. Almost every Sect of Kismet had Immortal State figures and even Sage-to-be figures.
Han Yan looked away after observing for a few hours.
He looked at the Mortal Realm where Han Tuo had been. The Han Family left behind by Han Tuo had migrated and was still being hunted.
"This brat is heartless. He's really like your father."
Han Yan muttered to himself.
Although the Han Family's situation was tragic, it was not to the point of extinction. There were many disciples in the family with talent that surpassed mortals. It was just that they were too young and did not have the time to grow.
With a thought, Han Yan moved the Han Family to a safe forest, isolated from the world. He hoped that they would not cause trouble and cultivate in peace.
Then, Han Yan closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.
…
In the 33 levels of heaven.
Qiu Xilai, Empyrean Lawless, Empyrean South Pole, Fuxi Tian, Sect Master Tianjue, Xiao The Great, and Goddess Houtu gathered in Li Muyi's Dao field.
All the Saints looked nervous as they looked at a light hole floating in the air in front of them. Lightning flashed silently, dazzling and strange.
Goddess Houtu couldn't help but ask, "Who will come?"
Sect Master Tianjue said calmly, "I'm not sure. If the Grand Supreme Saint didn't take in a new disciple in the Void Returning God Realm, it should be that senior who will come."
Goddess Houtu frowned.
Empyrean South Pole looked at Qiu Xilai and asked, "Why are you so calm? Li Muyi died because of you! "
"If he didn't have any intentions, why would he agree to my scheme? I can't force him." Qiu Xilai shook his head.
Sect Master Tianjue couldn't help but snort.
The other Saints also disliked Qiu Xilai.
This fellow was really thick-skinned.
At this moment, a vast pressure spread out from the light hole.
A white-haired old man in a gray robe walked out. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand, and a long sword that emitted green light floated behind him. The end of the sword hilt was connected to a small lotus seat.
Apart from Goddess Houtu and Fuxi Tian, the other Saints bowed and said in unison, "Greetings, Saint Xuan Du!"
Saint Xuan Du's expression was indifferent as he said, "I already know about the Heavenly Dao. The Grand Supreme Saint has asked me to take charge of Ren School. I hope that everyone will not make things difficult for Ren School in the future."
"Of course."
The Saints replied again.
Saint Xuan Du looked at Qiu Xilai and said, "Why did you sever your karma with that person?"
Qiu Xilai replied, "I was captured by Han Yan. I had no choice but to do so. My heart is still with the Buddhist Sect."
Saint Xuan Du's gaze suddenly became profound, as if he had seen through Qiu Xilai.
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