Chapter 287 - Fusang Tree Becomes a Spirit, Suppressing the Person to Face the Calamity
Chapter 287 Fusang Tree Becomes a Spirit, Suppressing the Person to Face the Calamity
Ten years later.
Han Jue’s cultivation ended again. He took out the Book of Misfortune and started to entertain the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor. This fellow still didn’t leave the netherworld. From time to time, everyone from the Hidden Sect could hear the cries of the Golden Crows in the distance.
It seemed that the Great Freedom Golden Crow Divine Emperor had guessed that Han Jue was hiding in the netherworld and wanted to capture him.
Han Jue cursed as he checked his emails regularly.
(Your grand-disciple Fang Liang was attacked by demons] x106521 (Your good friend Ji Xianshen was attacked by the Immortal Emperor of the netherworld and was severely injured.]
(Your good friend Heavenly Emperor has awakened his Dao heart. His cultivation has increased greatly and he has broken through the restriction.]
(Your good friend Huang Jihao was attacked by an Immortal God and was severely injured. Fortunately, your enemy Li Xuan’ao saved him.)
[Your disciple Tu Ling’er dreamed of traveling the Primordial World and obtained the Ancestral Magus’s teachings.] (Your good friend Jiang Yi has reconstructed his body. His bloodline has transformed and his cultivation has increased greatly.] (Because of your curse, your enemy Golden Roc Demon Lord has fallen to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm.]
(Your good friend Mo Zhu coincidentally obtained an Ancient Treasure.]
Han Jue continued reading and felt that his circle of friends had been developing well recently.
The Heavenly Emperor fought his way out. At least the Heavenly Court wouldn’t collapse now.
After Tu Ling’er obtained the Ancestral Magus inheritance, her strength soared.
What made him the happiest was that Golden Roc Demon Lord had been cursed to the point of losing his Emperor Realm.
It seemed that the Immortal Emperor Realm was not very stable. He wanted the Golden Crow Divine Emperor to suffer the same fate.
A month later.
Han Jue walked out of the Connate Cave Abode and came to the Fusang Tree.
Xun Chang’an, Su Qi, Tu Ling’er, Long Hao, the Three-Headed Wyrm King, the Black Hell Chicken, the Chaotic Heavenly Dog, Li Yao, Murong Qi, Chu Shiren, Zhou Mingyue, the Black Hell Demon Lord, Ah Da, Xiao Er, the Gourd Brothers, and the other Black Hell Phoenixes were all cultivating.
Ever since the arrival of the Black Hell Phoenixes, the Black Hell Chicken was not as noisy as before. It even became a little quiet. Perhaps there were internal conflicts in the Black Hell Phoenix Clan, but Han Jue couldn’t be bothered unless the Black Hell Chicken took the initiative to look for him.
Standing in front of the Fusang Tree, Han Jue used his divine sense to penetrate it.
Ever since he had moved here, the Fusang Tree had grown much faster. The main trunk had clearly become thicker and had grown many branches.
Han Jue still remembered the introduction of the Fusang Tree.
The Heaven and Earth Divine Tree could increase the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth. It could attract the Golden Crows for ten thousand years and connect to other worlds in a million years.
However, the Fusang Tree had attracted the Golden Crow in less than a thousand years. Perhaps it wouldn’t take that long to connect to other worlds.
Not to mention that the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine had nurtured it and its growth had been accelerating
Han Jue looked forward to the Fusang Tree connecting to other worlds. This way, if he encountered a powerful enemy that he couldn’t defeat, he could escape at any time. “Master, I want to return to the Heavenly Court!”
A voice came from the side. Han Jue glanced over and saw that it was Long Hao.
He had already grown up and looked very similar to the Heavenly Emperor, but he was far from bold.
Han Jue said, “It’s very dangerous outside.”
Long Hao took a deep breath and said, “I’ve been summoned by my father. The Heavenly Court needs me.”
The Heavenly Emperor’s summoning?
Han Jue was speechless. After all, Long Hao was the son of the Heavenly Emperor. He was only adopted here and had no right to force him to stay.
“Do you really want to go back?” Han Jue thought for a moment and asked again.
Long Hao nodded and said seriously, “Yes, Master!”
He was born to be a Supreme Being and dominate everything!
He had been hiding and cultivating for a long time.
Previously, he had not been summoned by the Heavenly Emperor, so he could only endure.
He had always been looking forward to the Heavenly Emperor’s approval.
Han Jue grabbed Long Hao’s shoulder and brought him out of the netherworld into the void.
Without waiting for him to speak, Han Jue disappeared first.
Long Hao hurriedly bowed and called out a few times, but Han Jue didn’t reply.
For some reason, Long Hao felt inexplicably regretful.
“No, I can’t be like a child. I can’t let Master down!”
Long Hao clenched his fists and left.
After returning to the Fusang Tree, as soon as Han Jue appeared, the disciples surrounded him.
“Master, Hao’er left?”
“Sect Master, did something happen to the Heavenly Court? Even the son of the Heavenly Emperor was issued an edict. It seems like there’s no one left.”
“Is there something wrong with Long Hao’s brain? It’s so dangerous outside!”
“Hahaha, when he returns, we will definitely have surpassed him.”
The Chaotic Heavenly Dog asked, “Are you making a dig at me?”
Han Jue had a headache from all the disciples, so he waved his hand and moved everyone away from him.
He continued to observe the Fusang Tree.
The disciples of the Hidden Sect walked far away and continued discussing.
After a long time.
Han Jue opened his eyes, looking surprised.
The Fusang Tree seemed to have developed a hint of intelligence!
This trace of intelligence was very weak and special. It was like a living thing flowing quickly in the tree to avoid Han Jue. Unfortunately, it was still discovered by him.
The Fusang Tree was about to become a spirit?
Han Jue thought for a moment and decided to let the Fusang Tree’s intelligence grow.
Any divine item would give birth to its own intelligence, just like the Ancient Spiritual Ginseng Xun Chang’an and the Heaven and Earth Grass Dao Comprehension Sword.
Perhaps the Fusang Tree could become an important battle force to protect the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain in the future.
Han Jue smiled and returned to the Connate Cave Abode to continue cultivating.
In the netherworld, Ksitigarbha Palace.
Ji Xianshen’s four limbs were tied up by four huge chains. His body was pulled into the air. Black lightning landed on his body crazily, destroying his physique. However, he didn’t grunt in pain even as his skin and flesh were torn apart.
He stared ahead. A fat monk was sitting on a lotus throne.
The fat monk wore a kasaya and had a benevolent expression. He held a circle of Buddhist beads in his hand and muttered a mysterious Buddhist scripture.
Strands of strange green smoke filled the palace. Sometimes, they transformed into demons and ghosts, sometimes into gods and Buddhas. It was like a dream.
Finally, Ji Xianshen couldn’t help but say, “How long are you going to torture me? I’ve already said it! I’m not the one who will face the calamity! I’ve never thought of overturning the myriad worlds!”
He was really depressed.
He had failed to snatch the divine weapon. Ksitigarbha had originally let him go, but for some reason, he suddenly hunted him down and suppressed him again.
Most importantly, Ksitigarbha said he would harm the myriad worlds, so he wanted to suppress him.
Ksitigarbha said calmly, “The person meant to face the calamity will never think of himself as that person.”
“Then, what makes you so sure that I am him?”
“The Divine Palace, the Demon Court, the Heavenly Court, and the Buddhist Sect all say that the person facing the calamity is in the netherworld and has even comprehended a Mystical Power from time to time. Isn’t that
you?”
“Is it wrong for me to comprehend a Mystical Power?”
“Amitabha.”
Ji Xianshen was furious.
How unreasonable, this guy was not listening! Ji Xianshen gritted his teeth and asked, “What can I do to make you let me go?”
Ksitigarbha said, “Amitabha. I’m willing to sacrifice myself for the common people and suppress you forever.” “You…”
Ksitigarbha closed his eyes and continued reciting the scriptures.
Ji Xian was so angry that he spat out blood. “Don’t panic. I’ll go ask for help!”
A voice sounded in Ji Xianshen’s ears. Immediately after, a wisp of black smoke quickly flew out of his body.
Sensing something, Ksitigarbha suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in a low voice, “Devil Race!”