Chapter 870 Qingluan'er's Surprise

Now that he had taken out Qingluan'er's soul, Han Jue naturally had a plan.

He wants Qingluan'er to become the master of this universe.

The fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields.

Moreover, if Qingluan'er is resurrected, he must find a way to keep up with Han Jue's immortality, otherwise what is the point of resurrection.

Han Jue has no shortage of women.

Since he is going to be resurrected, Qingluan'er must stay with him completely.

Han Jue began to mobilize the power of creation.

After so many years of enlightenment, he finally mastered a trace of the power of creation. Although it is far from as mysterious as the rules of creation, it is still not difficult to resurrect a living being.

Qingluan'er's soul is well preserved and she only needs to restore her physical body.

On that day, Qingluan'er's physical body was created, and he became the Immortal Emperor.

If the realm were any lower, it would be impossible to bear her soul.

Qingluan'er was lying on the bed, wearing white clothes. This was Han Jue's random creation to cover her body.

She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes confused.

Memories flooded from the depths of her mind, making her eyes widen.

"Am I... reincarnated?"

Qingluan'er murmured to herself. She subconsciously raised her hand and found that her hand was not a baby.

what happened?

She wanted to sit up, but without noticing, she broke through the Taoist temple and came to the sky.

She paused in the air, her body trembling.

"What's going on...this spiritual power..."

Qingluan'er's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at her body in disbelief.

She could feel a surging power within her body, and she couldn't help but think of spiritual power.

Although she was a mortal before, she also knew something about cultivating immortals.

She looked down and found that there was only one Taoist temple on the vast mountain. After she broke through the top, it was now recovering, as if it were an illusion.

"It's not reincarnation. Could it be that I'm not dead?"

Qingluan'er frowned, tried hard to control his body, and slowly fell down.

She walked carefully into the Taoist temple and asked, "Is there anyone there?"

Liu Bei was still accompanying Jiang Jueshi, so the third dojo was empty and very quiet.

Click

The door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened. Qingluan'er couldn't see what was going on inside, so he was even more nervous and didn't dare to go in rashly.

In the Taoist temple, Han Jue stood up and straightened his clothes.

If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, Qingluan'er would have been knocked dizzy. The Taoist temple is so hard that the Immortal Emperor cannot destroy it.

Han Jue waited for a while, but Qingluan'er hadn't come in yet, so he had to raise his hand to suck Qingluan'er in.

Qingluan'er couldn't control his body and was sucked into the Taoist temple.

There was fear and despair in her heart.

She closed her eyes subconsciously. When she landed, she opened her eyes and froze.

"Husband...husband?"

Qingluan'er exclaimed in surprise, and then rubbed her eyes.

Han Jue smiled and said, "Why, are you still afraid of me? If it weren't for me, who could help resurrect this old woman like you?"

When Qingluan'er heard this, he immediately put aside his suspicion and threw himself into Han Jue's arms.

"Husband, I didn't dream, did I? Did you really resurrect me? Also, why are you so young?"

Qingluan'er kept asking questions. She had too many confusions.

Han Jue pulled her to sit down and explained: "After your death, I felt sad. I wanted to wait with you to die of old age, but I didn't expect to meet an immortal and get the opportunity to cultivate as an immortal. After millions of years of With your cultivation, I opened up the world and gained great fortune, so I resurrected you."

"Wait! Millions of years?"

Qingluan'er was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Han Jue said: "Yes, nearly five million years have passed and we are no longer in the fairy world."

Qingluan'er quickly asked: "What about Tuo'er?"

Han Jue was silent.

Qingluan'er's face instantly turned pale, and she asked in a trembling voice: "He has been... and right... after so many years, even the immortals must die..."

Han Jue sighed and said, "He's not dead."

"ah?"

Qingluan'er's tears stopped instantly.

Han Jue said helplessly: "He is still alive, but he has grown up a long time ago. Naturally, he will not follow me. He even has descendants."

Qingluan'er couldn't help but lightly punched Han Jue, and said coquettishly: "Husband, you are teasing me."

Qingluan'er was happy to know that her son was still alive.

She believed Han Jue's words. After all, her children had grown up and had their own world. She didn't stay with her parents all the time.

"Tell me about your experiences these years." Qingluan'er urged, holding Han Jue's hand.

Han Jue said: "Let's talk about it later. You need to adapt to your magic power first."

Later, he began to teach Qingluan'er himself.

Qingluan'er's body was in its prime, and compared with Han Jue, her hundred years of experience were not worth mentioning. Soon, she regained her mentality as a young woman, and even acted coquettishly with Han Jue.

A blink of an eye.

One year passed, and Qingluan'er completely adapted to the power of the Immortal Emperor. This year was the sweetest day she lived. It was just her and Han Jue without any worries.

The most important thing is that she knows that she and her husband can still depend on each other for countless more years.

She even felt like she was dreaming.

On this day, the two of them got dressed and sat beside the bed.

Han Jue said: "Okay, I should also practice. Now I can stay in seclusion for a hundred thousand years. If there is nothing important, don't disturb me. You can wander outside, but only within a million miles radius. Here This is my dojo, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net is isolated from the outside world, and you can’t go out even if you want.”

"Ah? One hundred thousand years?"

Qingluan'er was stunned.

Han Jue ignored her and closed his eyes.

The reason why he concealed the truth from Qingluan'er was because Han Jue was too lazy to explain, and he wanted to create a sense of urgency so that Qingluan'er could practice with peace of mind.

As for Xing Hongxuan, Xuan Qingjun and other women, Han was not worried that Qingluan'er would mind. He remembered that when the two were in the mortal world, Qingluan'er took the initiative to take concubines for him, but he refused.

The days passed like this year after year.

Qingluan'er had lost her temper after practicing in seclusion for several years. She wandered outside the Taoist temple for a few days, then came back and continued practicing.

The cycle started over and over again, and after a thousand years, she finally began to get used to the boring practice.

…

In the void.

The five great gods walked forward under the divine light. Han Tuo stood at the front, frowning.

Yitian walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "You seem to be restless recently?"

Han Tuo said: "Indeed, for some reason, I always feel a familiar breath appearing, but I can't be sure who it is."

His brows were furrowed, he had never felt like this before.

"Could it be that your younger brother made a breakthrough?" Yitian asked jokingly.

At the beginning, Han Jue was so upset because of his mysterious younger brother that he had to ask Emperor Xie Tian to consult the unnameable transcendent being.

"No, it was very depressing at the time. Now I just feel familiar and don't feel any discomfort." Han Tuo shook his head.

He then laughed and said, "I don't know what state my brother is in now."

Yitian smiled and said: "I'm probably stronger than you. He can suppress you just by relying on his bloodline."

Han Tuo disagreed and said, "If that's the case, that's a good thing."

The other three Dao gods couldn't help but come over and curiously asked who Han Tuo's younger brother was.