Fuso tree?

Han Jue looked at the seeds that suddenly appeared in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fusom trees are very famous in Chinese mythology and are related to the sun.

It can attract golden crows ten thousand years later, isn’t golden crows the sun?

Connect other worlds in millions of years...

Han Jue ignored this directly.

Million years have been too long!

The seeds of Fuso tree resemble peach pits, which is not surprising.

It is hard to imagine that this is the seed of the sacred tree.

Han Jue turned around and came to the cave. He called Xun Chang'an out.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Xun Chang'an asked, his eyes showing expectation.

Could it be that Master wants to pass on his supernatural powers?

Han Jue handed him the seed in his hand and said, "This is my treasure tree. From today on, you will plant it here and meditate and practice in front of it every day. You have to protect it. If it does not grow well, it will be your pot."

Xun Chang'an asked in confusion: "My pot?"

"It's your fault!"

"ah!"

Xun Chang'an was panicked.

Han Jue ignored him and went straight into the cave to continue practicing.

Xun Chang'an squatted down and looked nervously at the seeds of Fusang tree. He dug the snow around him to prevent the coldness of the seeds.

This was the first time Han Jue arranged a task for him, and he was very nervous.

The most important thing is that just this seed will have no second chance if it dies!

...

The vast world is covered with snow.

Among the mountains, countless monsters crawled in the forest, wearing a layer of snow coat on their backs, like ice sculptures.

Yang Tiandong stood under the tree and waited, his body was also covered with ice and snow.

Now he is wearing black clothes, with a weird face, mostly gray hair, and his pupils are all blood-colored. He looks like a monster at first glance.

His eyes were tightly looking at a peak ahead.

This peak is like a sword, pointing to the sky, higher and straighter than the surrounding mountains.

The blizzard in the sky fell on this mountain and melted directly.

In a vague way, you can see strands of demonic energy coiling around this peak.

The wind and snow circulate around the mountain peaks, like a white tornado, quite spectacular.

Yang Tiandong looked at an old tree demon next to him and asked, "How long will it take?"

The old tree demon shook a few untransformed demon birds on his body and said, "Maybe it's soon. This is the most powerful demon king in Dayan since ancient times, Diansu Demon King. Once we are born, we will definitely usher in the prosperous era of the demon clan."

Yang Tiandong frowned.

"I'm so powerful, why have I been sleeping for two thousand years?" Yang Tiandong asked with a sneer.

He had ambitions and wanted to be the most powerful demon king in Dayan. He finally started to start, but as a ten thousand-year-old demon was about to be resurrected.

All the demon kings of Dayan came to worship, and Yang Tiandong had to follow the trend.

"More than two thousand years ago, there was no big Yan. It was rarely visited here. It was a paradise for our demon clan. Diansu Demon King was the only demon king on this land. All monsters obeyed him. Until once, the human monk accidentally entered this land. Diansu Demon King saw that he was injured, so he rescued him. However, the man was kind to repay his grudges and attracted countless monks to attack us. A war that lasted for decades broke out. Diansu Demon King was sealed here. We were killed and fled, and there were no ten left."

The old tree demon began to talk about the past, with a hidden hatred in his tone.

"We have been waiting for the Dian Su Demon King to wake up and make a comeback. The powerful cultivators back then have gone away. Now the Great Yan is unstoppable to Dian Su Demon King!"

At the end of the day, the old tree demon showed a fanatical look on his face.

Yang Tiandong frowned and asked, "Are those monks worried that the Demon King Dian Su would be resurrected?"

The old tree demon mocked: "Human hearts are ugly than demon hearts. Two thousand years have passed, and they are no longer united in the same hatred and enemy. Maybe they have already killed each other, and few people are still alive."

Yang Tiandong was speechless.

He thought of his master and Yuqing Sect and asked, "When the Demon King Diansu is resurrected, he will definitely kill all the Dayan tribe?"

"Um."

The old tree demon responded.

Yang Tiandong's eyes flashed.

...

The blizzard in Dayan lasted for two years, causing the people to live in vain. The dynasty had to seek help from the world of cultivation. With the help of cultivators, the disaster was alleviated.

One day, a demonic aura burst out, causing the sky to change color and making the world of cultivation uneasy.

Li Qingzi even came to find Han Jue, but Han Jue did not hide it, saying that a demon of thousands of years was born, which scared Li Qingzi to go back immediately and asked the entire sect to prepare for precautions.

However, the mysterious demon of thousands of years did not come.

A blink of an eye.

Another five years have passed.

Han Jue is still close to the seventh level of Rongxu Realm.

Regarding the fact that the ten thousand-year-old demon did not sweep across Dayan, Han Jue speculated that the demon had just woken up and his cultivation level had not been completely resurrected.

The blizzard that enveloped the big swallow had also melted.

Everything returned to peace.

Han Jue stopped practicing and walked out of the cave.

After seven years, saplings have grown in Fuso trees.

Xun Chang'an was very careful when facing the Fusang tree, for fear that it would break.

Seeing Han Jue come out, he quickly got up.

"Master."

Xun Chang'an saluted respectfully.

Han Jue nodded and looked at the Fusom Tree.

The Fuso tree is two intertwined mulberry trees, which look quite enchanting.

At present, the Fusom tree has begun to give birth to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although it is very weak, it has a good omen.

The difference between the sacred tree and ordinary treasures is that it has a long cultivation cycle.

Han Jue is not in a hurry, as long as the Fusom tree grows smoothly.

Black Prison Chicken Raises Chaos Tiangou.

The ancient ginseng raises fusomang trees.

Um.

Good match!

Han Jue thought proudly.

After observing the Fusang tree, Han Jue began to move his muscles and bones. He meditated for too long, so it was good to move occasionally.

Xun Chang'an observed carefully.

He found that Han Jue's actions seemed simple, but they contained some mystery.

Unclear and harsh.

Han Jue's actions were popularized in primary and secondary schools in his previous life, and it was very novel in this world.

While twisting his waist and raising his legs, Han Jue began to detect the strongest person in the Yuqing Sect besides him.

He was afraid that the ten thousand years of demons would sneak into the Yuqing Sect.

[Qingxian Zhenren: Ninth level of Rongxu Realm, Elder of the Blood Flame Heaven Sect]

Blood Flame Heaven Gate?

Isn’t this a sect that unifies the cultivation world of the Great Wei Dynasty?

Han Jue still remembered that Li Qingzi said that Xueyan Tianmen threatened to conquer Dayan, but he did not expect to send someone so soon.

Han Jue began to detect the location of Qingxian real person.
To be continued...