Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Seventy percent of Tianhe blessed land is ocean, and only 30% is land.

And the size of the land is uneven. Except for the central area, which can be called the mainland, the other lands can barely be regarded as islands.

Because the sea breeze is composed of sword energy and sword light, the living environment is slightly dangerous, so there are few beasts suitable for breeding, mainly including air swordfish beasts, thorny sea shark beasts and sword leaf butterflies.

Fortunately, the azure sword river surrounding the Central Continent is a scarce renewable resource. Through trading, Hong Yuan can improve the environment of Tianhe blessed land little by little.

After two days and two nights of arrangement, the vast Tianhe blessed land was finally laid a solid foundation by Hong Yuan.

"Although only 10% of the area of ​​the blessed land is used, basically the blessed land can form a harmonious ecological cycle, and I can also be a small seller of Treasure Huangtian."

Hong Yuan had a smile on his face, and looked at the lively blessed land with a contented expression.

It is not easy for Wu Sheng to practice.

Not only do we have to face catastrophe, but we also have to manage the blessed land well so that it grows towards the cave.

After finishing these, Hong Yuan arrived at the highest peak in the Central Continent in an instant.

On the highest peak, there is a palace.

This majestic palace is divided into nine floors and is more than nine hundred feet high.

Each floor is protected by concentric circles of city walls. The azure city wall is extremely wide and thick, and the walls are connected together, making it impeccable.

The whole palace is majestic and majestic, as if it pierces the sky!

"The creator must have the style of the creator."

Hong Yuan shook the Tianhe sword lightly, and immediately entered the highest level of the palace.

In Tianhe Blessed Land, Hong Yuan has all kinds of supernatural powers, like a god.

At this time, Hong Yuan was sitting on the silver throne, thinking about how to make good use of the blessed land to earn more primeval stones.

Thinking about it, Hong Yuan couldn't help but cast his gaze on the proficiency panel.

【Name: Hong Yuan】

【Shou Yuan: 25/12561】

【Qualification: 71】

[Boundary: Level 3 Intermediate]

【school:

Soul Dao (Grandmaster 50%), Kendo (Grandmaster 30%)

Ice Dao (Grandmaster 23%), Blood Dao (Grandmaster 11%)

Strength (Master 5%), Formation Dao (Normal 76%)

Waterway (normal 63%), Starway (normal 23%)

...]

[Clone: ​​Ice Armored Python (59% Cold Moon Dragon)]

[Level: Tier 4 Advanced]

[Talent: Cold Moon Sealing Ability, Wanjun Heavy Water Ability...]

Looking at the column of Shouyuan, Hong Yuan's eyebrows slowly frowned.

The incarnations of swordsmanship have all become martial saints, but there is no movement in the column of life essence, and they can only rely on the ice armor python clone to increase life essence.

"Obviously becoming a sixth-rank Martial Saint can increase one's lifespan by three hundred to one thousand, but the incarnation cannot be fed back to the main body."

Hong Yuan pondered, "It seems that the art of protecting the Tao is the art of protecting the Tao after all, and cannot become the method of longevity."

Hong Yuan looked at the Tianhe sword constantly jumping in the void, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"The foundation of my eternal life lies in the ice armor python avatar and the proficiency panel, but this art of protection is also necessary."

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...

Nanyang Mansion, Pengcheng.

Zhang Yinghe protected her sister Zhang Yingyu, walking on the cracked and muddy ground carefully.

Ever since the sky suddenly split open and the ground flooded, Pengcheng, a thousand-year-old city, was split in two, with an unfathomably deep crack.

Even the outer city was affected, and there were small pits on the ground from time to time.

Compared with natural disasters, man-made disasters are more terrifying.

If it wasn't for Zhang Yinghe's success in opening up and becoming a powerful warrior, I'm afraid their small family would have broken up long ago.

Now Zhang Yinghe not only protects her sister, but also protects Zhang Xiaohua's family, a veteran laborer.

Soon, they came to the port.

On the shore of the port, the old laborer looked at the devastated land, anxious in his heart, and went straight to Sanlifang.

"Uncle Hua, Uncle Hua!" Zhang Yinghe called out to the old man with a wave.

Seeing his nephew and niece, the old worker quickly jumped over the raised rocks and ran to Zhang Yinghe, "Yinghe Yingyu, Xiaocao and the others are all right."

Zhang Yinghe raised his head, and was about to show off, but unexpectedly, his sister Zhang Yingyu touched his shoulder lightly, and he immediately stopped showing off.

Zhang Yingyu had a gentle face: "Uncle Hua, Xiaocao and the others are all fine. Yingcheng has become a warrior and protected everyone well."

"Oh!?" The old Ligong's eyes lit up, and he gave Zhang Yinghe a thumbs up, "Good job."

Zhang Yinghe chuckled, straightened his head and looked back, puzzled: "Uncle Hua, where is Brother Yezi, where is Brother Yezi?"

Zhang Yinghe still wanted to marry his sister and "Niu Yezi" into a family.

"Yezi..." The eyes of the old man who had just brightened suddenly dimmed, "The flood is coming, and the hurricane is blowing. I am afraid that something unexpected will happen to Ye Zi."

Hearing this, Zhang Yingyu's two siblings were shocked.

Among them, Zhang Yinghe put on a bitter face, and sighed, "How could this be, brother Yezi is so hardworking and steadfast, and so kind."

"Yeah, how did this happen..." Zhang Yingyu regretted, she couldn't help sighing in her heart when she recalled the "Niu Yezi" who always had a silly smile on her face.

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...

The aftermath of Bo Qing's sanctification is still shaking.

When the information about this battle was sent back to Fengxi Sect, Hong Yuan's master and brother were very happy as if they had had a good harvest.

Among them, master Lin Daoyan decided to hold a birthday banquet half a year in advance.

Fengxi Restaurant, the most famous restaurant of Fengxi Sect, has eight floors, and the price of each box is very expensive.

But at this moment, Master Lin Daoyan has reserved the sixth floor as a birthday banquet.

"According to me, even though that Bo Qing is a thief in the evil way, he is really talented." The speaker was Elder Lan from Lingzhi Garden, a dignified and grand old woman.

"Indeed, it's really too fierce. I can't imagine how he faced thousands of troops. Just thinking about the siege of Feng Qingpeng's fierce beasts makes me shudder." Elder Mo sighed, he It was also the battle strength of the Artifact Refining Hall.

"It's fierce, it's fierce. Hahaha." Lin Daoyan toasted and drank the wine, feeling very happy.

Not only was Bo Qing being talked about at the main table, but even Zhuo, where Hong Yuan was located, was talking about Bo Qing, the master of swordsmanship.

Hong Yuan kept silent, still maintained his taciturn temperament, and ate quietly.

"Little uncle..."

Xiao Yue'er looked at the two pieces of fatty pork in the porcelain bowl, and she looked at Hong Yuan pitifully.

She didn't think about eating fatty pork, but her brothers and sisters all offered her vegetables, and she couldn't refuse.

"En, um." Hong Yuan smiled warmly, raised his chopsticks, picked up the fatty pork like an old father, and helped Xiaoyueer handle it.

"Thank you, little uncle." Xiao Yue'er smiled, and then happily immersed herself in cooking.

Feeling something in Hong Yuan's heart, he raised his head and looked behind Xiao Yue'er.

Vaguely, he seemed to see his brother and sister-in-law behind Xiaoyue'er.

Senior brother Mo Jiuyou was just like when he was farewell, wearing black armor, his body was majestic, and he was as imposing as a bear. The sister-in-law, on the other hand, was wearing a blue palace dress, holding the arm of senior brother Mo Jiuyou.

The brothers and sisters-in-law saluted him and thanked him for taking care of Xiaoyue'er.

Afterwards, they looked at Xiaoyue'er again, and her figure gradually moved away.

"The way of the soul... It is said that Emperor Longyang Wudi's deceased father had always been by his side to protect him when he was young. It seems that this rumor is not groundless." Hong Yuan thought.

Under Mo Yueer's joyful eyes, Hong Yuan picked up her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and put them in her bowl.

"Thank you little uncle, thank you little uncle..."

The year is approaching and there are many things to do.

The remaining one is probably around 00:00.

sorry Sorry.