Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

"The selected forces can choose the son of Calamity themselves?" Pan Xin asked curiously.

Xuandu Shengzun shook his head and said: "The number of the son of Liangjie has not been determined for the time being. If the son of Liangjie is designated, how to weigh it will be troublesome. Why not give all living beings a chance, the times will create heroes, and there is no need to be monopolized by the saint sect like in the past."

The saints nodded.

Nowadays, there are many saints. If we really take turns, there will always be saints who will be extremely far behind. It is painful to think about it.

Xuandu Shengzun reminded: "The Son of Calamity will emerge at the right time. You can recruit them, but you must not force them, let alone threaten them. This is for the good of heaven. Once there is a saint's plan, it will inevitably destroy the balance."

"We have calculated for so long that we should work hard for cultivation. In the future, the saints of Heavenly Dao will definitely not be the top beings of Heavenly Dao. We must keep climbing up and always be ahead of all living beings."

These words made the saints nod.

Han Jue didn't interrupt, but he still recognized Xuandu Shengzun's concept.

Infighting is a step that will consume the saint group to become stronger.

Regarding the son of Liangjie, Xuandu Holy Lord will not say much more. It is temporarily unknown who can stand out and achieve great luck.

The saints began to discuss which Qiyun sect should accept the son of Liangjie.

This is not necessarily a good thing.

Once a son of Liangjie appears in a Qiyun sect, he will easily become the target of public criticism. Although Liangjie will no longer be as brutal as before, the saints do not want the sect they support to decline.

After a long debate, the saints replaced the Qi Luck Sect with race. They felt that choosing the Qi Luck Sect would still easily lead to conflicts.

In the end the saints chose to vote.

Xuandu Shengzun said: "I choose the Celestial Clan."

Shi Dudao raised his hand to second the proposal.

Pan Xin followed: "I choose a famous clan."

It seems that he has taken control of the famous clan.

Emperor Xiao and Jin Shen raised their hands in agreement.

The remaining saints looked at each other.

Han Jue said: "Human race."

Li Daokong, Fang Liang, Fafa Tianzun, Tianjue Cult Leader, Qiuxilai, and Huang Zuntian raised their hands in agreement.

Nanji Tianzun glanced at Tianjue Cult Leader, but still chose to raise his hand.

The result is no suspense.

Xuandu Shengzun was calm.

Pan Xin looked at Han Jue in surprise. Han Jue never intervened in the previous discussion. He thought Han Jue didn't want to intervene, but he didn't expect this guy to make a choice directly.

The key is that the vast majority of saints chose to agree with Han Jue.

He had always thought that the Saint Xuandu had the greatest say in the circle of saints, but it seemed that was not the case now.

"This kid..."

Pan Xin had to look at Han Jue again.

Han Jue used the system to hide his cultivation at the level of a heavenly saint, but Pan Xin heard that this guy was already a free saint.

Facing Pan Xin's gaze, Han Jue ignored it.

Xuandu Shengzun followed suit, and the son of Liangjie will appear in the human race.

As for birth or reincarnation, it depends on the fate of heaven.

After the discussion, Han Jue stood up and left.

"Little friend Han, let's talk?" Pan Xin came over and said with a smile.

Little friend?

Han Jue smiled, and even the Saint of Xuandu had to call him "Fellow Daoist Han", but Panxin wanted to take advantage of him.

Qiuxilai smiled and said: "Friend Pan Dao, be careful what you say. We are all saints. We have to be treated as equals. If word spreads, aren't we saints making a joke?"

Tian Jue Cult Leader, Fa Wu Tian Zun, Li Daokong and others all agreed.

Pan Xin's smile froze, he just did it unintentionally, and he didn't expect to be watched by all the saints.

Huang Zuntian and Jin Shen understood clearly.

In the so-called circle of saints, the central figure is the master of the hidden sect. As for Pan Xin, he has not yet truly integrated into the circle of saints.

Han Jue said: "Friend Pan Dao, I have no intention of participating in heavenly affairs. If you have anything to do, please discuss it with other saints."

After saying that, he moved back to Baiyue Immortal River.

Sitting on the thirty-sixth grade reincarnation world-destroying black lotus again, Han Jue felt secretly happy.

This feeling of doing one thing in person and doing another behind your back is quite refreshing.

No wonder the saints are so sanctimonious.

As for Pan Xin's thoughts, Han Jue didn't bother to think about it.

Pan's heart has changed a lot. Sooner or later, he will return to his original heart, restore his former cowardly nature, and start practicing in seclusion.

He really can't play tricks with the saints.

Previously in the Qiankun Hall, Han Jue had been observing Huang Zuntian and found that Huang Zuntian did not seem to be affected by Shiyuan Hongmeng.

Shiyuan Hongmeng's coffin is still in the dark void outside the underworld, and the Hunyuan Monument is still standing. It is estimated that no one except Han Jue has discovered that Shiyuan Hongmeng has merged with Huang Zuntian.

Han Jue didn't think much and continued to comprehend Jiyuan Avenue.

…

Since the saint determined that the Son of Calamity will appear in the human race, the human race's luck has also begun to rise. Various saint sects are supporting the human race intentionally or unintentionally. The human race's footprints have begun to expand, and human race cities have been built throughout the fairyland.

According to this trend, the human race will reach an unprecedented heyday.

At the same time, the Heavenly Path of Chaos began to be recognized by all living beings, practitioners continued to return, and various stories about Chaos began to spread.

There is still a threshold on the road to chaos, and only the Immortal Emperor cannot enter.

There is no way, creatures below the imperial realm cannot survive in the dark restricted area.

Time passes year by year.

Human dynasties are springing up one after another like bamboo shoots after a rain. The Human Emperor is in seclusion all day long, dividing the power of the human race, resulting in more and more kings and emperors appearing.

Wherever there are people, there will be fights.

There are always some careerists who ignore the peace that the saints have worked so hard to maintain. When each dynasty continues to expand its territory and borders other dynasties, wars will inevitably break out.

Han Jue didn't know all this, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

When the five thousand years came, Han Jue slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the realm of the avenue.

He is looking forward to the realm of the great road more and more.

Feeling happy, he started checking his emails.

…

Deep in chaos.

A woman in a white dress emitting dazzling light was walking forward. Her face was beautiful and holy, and there was actually a snake's tail under her skirt.

It is the Empress Nuwa.

Empress Nuwa holds a jade bottle and flies all the way, sprinkling seven-color divine water from the jade bottle.

There are countless meteorites floating in this area. When the meteorites are irrigated by the seven-color divine water, they quickly turn into a continent, and countless flowers and plants sprout and grow.

The whole process is amazing.

I don't know how much time passed, but Nuwa Empress landed on a stone platform. In the center of the platform stood a man, who was clearly Fu Xitian.

Fu Xitian smiled and said, "Do you need to be so eager?"

Empress Nuwa shook her head and said helplessly: "Time has not waited for me. We have no idea what is hidden in the ancient wasteland. I have a hunch that the Great Dao Calamity does not come from the Hongmeng Demon God, but from the ancient wasteland."

Fu Xitian frowned and asked, "You mean the teacher lied to us?"

Empress Nuwa did not answer.

Fu Xitian's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Empress Nuwa changed the subject and said: "Someone is attacking the realm of the great road recently. Who do you think it is?"

Fu Xitian pondered: "There are not many practitioners who can reach this level. The most likely one is the Peacock God. It is said that he has been chasing a mysterious Chaos Demon God recently."

Empress Nuwa shook her head and said, "No, it's Han Jue."