Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 1129
Worldly Affairs
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"good. Just die."
Han Jue caressed Chu Xiaoqi's head and smiled amiably, much to his surprise that he suddenly looked up.
There were no tears on the child's face. He pretended not to care at all.
Chu Xiaoqi said dejectedly, “Who will be devoted to you if I die? You've been babysitting me for years. You definitely won't let me die just like that.
"not necessarily. I have taught many students.”
“Wah, Grandpa, what is your cultivation level? Are you like our Sect Master? No, no one noticed you hiding here. Your cultivation level is definitely stronger than our Sect Master. ”
“My cultivation has nothing to do with you. Cultivating well. This hatred has nothing to do with you. Why engage?”
“It won't work. In life, you must dare to love and hate. He killed my brother. I hate him. I have to kill him!” Chu Xiaoqi said furiously. His expression turned sinister, unintentionally showing a hint of Primordial Despair.
Han Jue smiled. “Then kill him. Don't look for me.”
“I can't. Grandpa, teach me a spell. I can't defeat him with my current strength!”
Chu Xiaoqi stood up and began massaging Han Jue's shoulders and back. His expression frowned, and he did not care about his reputation at all.
Han Jue enjoyed it and smiled. "Then, I will teach you Mystic Power."
"Mystical Power?"
Chu Xiaoqi's body trembled. He had heard of Mystical Strength after joining the sect. They appear in ancient books. They were superior to spells and could only be learned by immortals.
Han Jue smiled and said, “This is the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword. With a single strike, it could shock the world and make ghosts and gods cry. Do not use it unless you are in a desperate situation. The Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword!
Chu Xiaoqi's eyes widened. He immediately knelt down and started prostrating, thanking Han Jue for his guidance.
Han Jue used a barrier and made the space inside the cave stay a hundred miles wide, making it convenient for Chu Xiaoqi to cultivate his Mystic Power. Chu Xiaoqi was shocked. The image of Han Jue in his heart increased indefinitely.
It seems he still underestimated his grandfather.
Could he really be immortal ?!
A few months later.
Under Chu Xiaoqi's relentless cultivation, he had finally studied the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword. The world-shattering power made him unable to stop and his blood boiled.
Chu Xiaoqi left excitedly after cultivating Mystical Strength. Han Jue also continued to cultivate.
As long as he accompanied Chu Xiaoqi, Han Jue felt that time passed very slowly. That was longer than a hundred million years ago. This may be an experience.
Han Jue was enjoying his life at the moment. There is less fighting and killing. Participating in the lives of others is also a form of training and a feeling.
Chu Xiaoqi's understanding of the Dao Sword had improved greatly after studying the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword. In just a short period of time, he had learned all the Dao Spell Swords that the sect disciples could learn. His reputation can be said to have increased greatly. Even the Sect Master had personally accepted it.
Chu Xiaoqi did not act recklessly. Facing the enemy's miracle, he did not argue and continued to look for opportunities.
He did not complain to the Sect Master. Countless tragedies occurred in the cultivation sect. Human morals are useless. As long as they did not betray the sect, the sect only valued cultivation and potential. Han Jue watched Chu Xiaoqi as he cultivated.
Chu Xiaoqi would visit him occasionally. Other than him, no one else knew of Han Jue's whereabouts.
Chu Xiaoqi was also confused. Is this place so hard to find?
Ten years later.
Chu Xiaoqi was outside killing that miracle.
As the other fellow disciples saw it, the news quickly spread to the sect. Sect Master was furious and issued a killing order. For a time, Chu Xiaoqi fled in all directions in a sorry state.
He didn't even have a chance to go back and find Han Jue. He was being hunted with a woman accompanying him. She was the younger sister of Chu Xiaoqi's brother in the sect. His name is Tang Wan. Tang Wan's siblings are brothers who have been killed by the prodigy. Chu Xiaoqi took good care of her, and it was all thanks to her seducing the miracle that she had managed to kill him.
In the mountains, Chu Xiaoqi flew with his sword. His black hair is fluttering. At this moment, he had already lost his childish nature, and his complexion had brightened. He has a handsome face and cold eyes. He had an immortal sword aura. Behind her was a young lady with an oval face and a sweet appearance. He gently held onto Chu Xiaoqi's waist.
Tang Wan leaned her head on Chu Xiaoqi's back and whispered, “Sister Xiaoqi, where are we going…
Chu Xiaoqi replied, “I will find a place to calm you down and find my guest. He can protect us.”
"Why don't you go straight?"
"He's still in the sect."
Tang Wan was silent. He thought that elder Chu Xiaoqi was a sect elder.
How could an elder compare to a Sect Master?
At this moment, sword Qi crossed mountains and rivers, devouring ten thousand miles.
Chu Xiaoqi involuntarily turned around.
That sword Qi was too fast. He couldn't escape in time.
Explosion-out
They were overturned by the sword Qi and fell to the ground.
Were it not for Chu Xiaoqi twisting the flying sword in time, the two of them would have instantly shattered.
Chu Xiaoqi wanted to hug Tang Wan, but the talisman landed on her. The lightning bolt and he couldn't move.
He watched Tang Wan fall into the forest.
His eyes turned red. "Damn!"
Chu Xiaoqi fell onto a cliff outside the forest. He felt that his body would be broken apart. He had fallen from a height of a thousand meters in the air and was even injured. He could not accept it even with his Gold Core cultivation. A figure slowly descended and landed on top of Chu Xiaoqi. This person was wearing a green robe and a jade crown. He held a ponytail shaker and a knife appeared in it.
“Chu Xiaoqi, you hurt your fellow disciple. You must die, ” said the green-robed Daoist expressionlessly. He looked down at Chu Xiaoqi with an extremely indifferent gaze.
Chu Xiaoqi woke up with great difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The talisman on his body turned into dust and disappeared.
She first used her divine sense to find Tang Wan and discovered that she was lying on the grass. He was covered in blood and his body was covered in branches. He looked very miserable and looked dead. "Then why didn't you kill me?" Chu Xiaoqi asked. He tried his best to calm himself down. The green-robed daoist narrowed his eyes. “Give me your cultivation technique and Mystic Power. I can let you die quickly. If the Sect Master catches you, you will definitely plead for death. He will extract your soul and sacrifice your Dharma treasure so that you can never be reincarnated.”
Chu Xiaoqi smirked. “You want to learn?
Alright, I'll teach you!”
The green-robed daoist landed and said, “I am in the Nascent Soul realm. Don't play tricks. I'll save the woman first, but if you dare to play me, the result will be worse than you.”
Chu Xiaoqi ignored him and walked towards the forest to check on Tang Wan.
At the same time, on a cliff a hundred miles away.
Han Jue stood on the edge of the cliff looking at this scene. He's not moving. The green-robed daoist and Chu Xiaoqi did not sense his existence.