Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Since the end of the Dao Calamity Tribulation, although Han Huang has gained great fortune, he has found that it is difficult to increase his cultivation, as if he has reached his limit.

He is the Hongmeng Demon God, how can he have limits?

Are those who created the Tao more qualified than him?

impossible!

Han Huang fell into thinking. Could it be that he had too much killing karma, which prevented Hongmeng from transforming?

But he has observed other avenue worlds. Except for the avenue realm of the creator, other avenue realms have not been able to successfully condense the supreme rules. In other words, the supreme and perfect existences of the avenue are all on the same starting line for the time being.

From the prototype of the Dao Realm to the Da Dao Realm, this process is extremely difficult!

The creators of the Tao did not guide the supreme ones. Even if they were asked by their own people, they would only answer that the path to becoming a creator differs from person to person. How stable the Tao world is depends on the individual's destiny.

Just when Han Huang was irritated, footsteps came from the darkness next to him.

I saw a figure walking slowly.

Han Huang was not surprised and did not even turn around to look.

This figure is completely black and has a human-like figure. A pair of red eyes with black eyes appear on its face, making it look sinister and evil.

"It takes time to condense the Dao Realm. How long has Chaos evolved? How long is your Hongmeng?"

The red-eyed shadow smiled, his tone slightly mocking.

Han Huang hummed: "I know, but even if it takes time, you can at least feel the progress, right?"

The red-eyed black shadow said: "There are five creators of the Tao today, and your father is one of them. Why don't you ask him for advice?"

Han Huang sighed: "How can I have the nerve to look for him again?"

He is not Chu Xiaoqi. He is naturally strong. With extremely strong talent, he can try not to rely on Han Jue if he can.

The red-eyed black shadow hummed: "How hypocritical. You have been saved by your parents many times, and you have been saved by your father many times. Do you really think you are relying on yourself? You started from the beginning, completely, and you have always relied on your father, and you dare not accept it. Reality may be the reason why you cannot succeed.”

Hearing this, Han Huang's face instantly turned ugly, but he did not get angry.

The red-eyed black shadow continued to taunt: "Now there are three Hongmeng Demon Gods. Shiyuan Hongmeng and Huang Zuntian are both Hongmeng Demon Gods. Your qualifications are no longer unique. Put down your arrogance."

"So what if you let go of your pride? If my father could guide the path of the creator of the Tao, the second creator of the Tao would have been born in the Hidden Gate long ago, and so would the other creators of the Tao."

"Perhaps they don't want anyone to reach the level of the creator of the Tao, even if they are their own people, because the creators of the Tao are supreme and their number is still very small."

"..."

Han Huang was silent, and the red-eyed shadow stopped talking and retreated into the darkness.

The hall was silent.

Han Huang stood up slowly, his eyes became deep, and he murmured: "Maybe I should really ask."

He then disappeared into the temple.

A few days later, Han Jue met with Han Huang.

Han Huang asked the creator how to achieve enlightenment, and Han Jue didn't waste any words. He preached directly and told his own creative experience. Naturally, Han Jue would not be stingy with his son.

However, it is extremely difficult for creators to achieve enlightenment, and it is useless to know how to build a great world. After all, each great world is different. If you want to achieve enlightenment, you must either rely on qualifications or enlightenment.

Han Jue relied on his qualifications, and it was not difficult to become a creator with the qualifications of the Ultimate Demon God.

But he couldn't tell Han Huang directly about this.

After a long time, when Han Jue finished speaking, Han Huang woke up and he quickly saluted Han Jue to express his gratitude.

The father and son did not exchange greetings, and Han Huang left.

Seeing Han Huang's excited look, Han Jue couldn't help but shake his head.

If this kid still fails, he won't hold a grudge against me, right?

Han Jue had already seen Han Huang's inner demons arise. This kid also created a clone of his inner demons and often talked to each other. This time Han Huang came here because of the persuasion of his inner demons.

The drama of father and son killing each other may not be impossible.

Han Jue looked to the future. Han Huang's future lasted until the realm of Taoist Creation. Although he had always been his target, he had never crossed the line with him.

The future is infinite and there is no end in sight.

Han Jue withdrew his gaze and continued practicing.

Since the end of the Dao Calamity Tribulation, he suddenly felt that time passed very slowly. Perhaps his cultivation level improved too slowly, which caused his passion for cultivation to drop a lot.

no!

Can't be paralyzed!

Those who created the Tao were so lax that they were unable to make progress.

But you can't practice blindly. The Ninth Chaos is immersed in practice, giving Han Jue a chance to rise.

The Ninth Chaos probably won't be able to figure it out until his death. He just took a nap, how could he give Han Jue a chance, and how could Han Jue create a dojo during this period of time that even the creator of the Tao cannot break into.

Han Jue needs to practice, but he can't practice too hard.

He looked towards the corner, and there was a cloud of gray gas floating in the corner. It was the will of the Ninth Chaos, and it was being enslaved by the Zhongyuan Heavenly Prison. None of the disciples who came in and out noticed the specialness of the cloud of gray gas.

Han Liang was once curious about it, but Han Jue shouted him back and never dared to approach it again.

Han Liangtian was not afraid of anything, but he was afraid of Han Jue, perhaps because of his bloodline suppression.

After all, the Demon God of Yuan Yuan is stronger than his bloodline.

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Under the old tree, Han Liang opened his eyes and looked angrily at the man beside him, who was Han Jue's disciple Murong Qi. UU read www.uukanshu.net

"Have you agreed to cultivate at the same level as me?"

Han Liang said angrily, clenching his two small fists.

Murong Qi smiled and said, "Yes, I have indeed suppressed my cultivation, but the gap in my physical body cannot be suppressed."

Han Liang turned his head away, as if he didn't want to listen.

Murong Qi stood up and prepared to leave.

"Ah! Why did you leave! I haven't played yet!"

"Forget it, you can't afford it."

"No, Brother Murong, I was wrong!"

Han Liang hugged Murong Qi's right leg and said pitifully.

Murong Qi had no choice but to sit back.

Han Liang is now the darling of the entire dojo. Everyone likes him because of his temperament and body.

"Brother Murong, can you tell me about the outside world? Don't you often wander around outside?"

Han Liang asked curiously, no longer conducting simulation trials.

He doesn't like being abused either.

Murong Qi did not hide anything. He talked about his experiences in the outside world, sometimes excitedly, sometimes sighing, which made Han Liang's eyes widen, his fists clenched, and he exclaimed again and again.

"Han Liang, do you want to go out too?"

Murong Qi rubbed Han Liang's head and asked with a smile.

Han Liang nodded and said: "Of course, I have long been tired of staying in the dojo, but grandpa won't let me go out."

Murong Qi smiled and said: "You really shouldn't go out. Once you go out, it will be difficult to come back. Not only does your heart not want to come back, but your grandfather will never let you practice with him again. This is the greatest opportunity in the world." It’s your grandpa, you have to think about it.”

Han Liang tilted his head, lost in thought.

Murong Qi smiled and asked, "You have to find the goal of your practice. It can't just be about becoming stronger in general. Everyone has their own life, and you have to find the true meaning."

Han Liang pondered: "I want to go to a place that has never been discovered."