Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Eastern Desolation God Continent, Fengxi Sect.

The master of Rainbow Fire Peak closed his practice room.

"Dream Butterfly Flower, hehe..."

Hong Yuan held a dream butterfly flower tightly, with a smile in his eyes, anyone could see his joy.

Dream butterfly flower is the name of a large category.

In Dream Butterfly Valley, there are Dream Butterfly Flowers from Tier 1 to Tier 6, which just correspond to the first six days of the nine days: "Blue, purple, yellow, red pink."

And the dream butterfly flowers in his hand are all red dream butterfly flowers, which are resources for the cultivation of the fifth-order dream path.

Its appearance is like a bright rose, but also like a dreamlike dream butterfly Immortal Gu.

It's not that Hong Yuan doesn't want to take the sixth-level dream butterfly flower, but that the sixth-level dream butterfly flower is still cultivated in the dream butterfly valley and has not yet fully grown.

And being able to harvest such a clump of Dream Butterfly Flowers is still due to the progress of Yaoshen's attainments in Time Dao.

"This time, I'm going to create a dream trick."

"Fight for one breath, so that the main body can defeat the power incarnation just by relying on the attainment of the dream."

"Drain it, my aperture!!!"

Hong Yuan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The big array that was already running diffused purple light, isolating the breath.

As he thought about it, one precious dream butterfly flower after another turned into a rain of white light and merged into the aperture.

Buzz——

All kinds of mysterious Taoism between heaven and earth flowed in his heart and combined with his dream.

At this moment, Hong Yuan's talent at the emperor level showed its extraordinary.

"Idiots talk about dreams, dreams are wise..."

"Chu Mengyunyu, Meng Dao Qing Dao..."

"Sleeping to nourish the body, dreaming the path of wood..."

"Water Moon Mirror Flower, Dream Road Waterway..."

"..."

Combining his attainments in various schools, Hong Yuan thought for a while, and then resolutely ran along the prototype of the supernatural power of "Idiots Talking about Dreams".

According to his conception, the supernatural power of "an idiot's dream" is quite remarkable.

Because it can force the enemy to become a demented person, forcibly make the enemy dizzy for a certain period of time, unable to concentrate on dealing with things!

Once this trick is formed, no matter how you look at it, his main body can at least be equivalent to half the strength of a strength incarnation just by virtue of the bonus of Dream Dao attainments!

This is quite not easy, because the strength attainment of the strength incarnation is a fusion of the heavenly power of the Tianhorn ant and the Taoism of the true dragon of the Taiyin, Han Jiuming.

As for why the ontology had to rely solely on the attainment of the dream path to defeat the power incarnation, this was related to the ontology's "sanctification of the dream path".

There are two references, the kendo incarnation and the demon body, especially the demon body.

Hong Yuan clearly understands what he needs to do in order to be able to do it with great confidence:

"Using the Dream Dao school to achieve the realm of saints."

One is that the incarnation of strength can defeat the Great Emperor's brand in the process of becoming a saint and crossing the immortal calamity.

The second is that the main body can defeat the power incarnation just by relying on the cultivation base of Meng Dao attainments.

The third is that the ontology needs to have a sacred artifact about the dream.

The fourth is that the body needs to have 300,000 Dao marks of Dream Dao in the realm of warriors.

After the four conditions are met one by one, Hong Yuan will start to become a sage and cross the immortal calamity, seeking to become a dream saint on his own body.

In this way, he is not afraid of any problems in the process of crossing the catastrophe.

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The Bamboo Forest Avenue of the Baishuang Stone House.

The bamboo forest is dense, and the green bamboo leaves are swaying in the wind.

The breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle.

The fresh air and natural sounds will make you feel refreshed.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, reflecting the silhouettes of a father and daughter.

They are here to enjoy the flowers and bamboos!

Elderly father in wheelchair being pushed by his daughter.

This pair of father and daughter is exactly Lin Daoyan and Lin Yiru.

"Ah Yuan is at the helm. He will carry the tripod for you and guide your future. I am very relieved about your future situation."

Lin Daoyan grabbed a green leaf and said slowly:

"But I still feel very sorry that Yi Ruqi is still not married."

"Trees can't make a forest. I want to entrust you to Ah Yuan. With this old face, it doesn't matter if I fight it out."

"What do you think?"

Lin Daoyan looked up at his beloved daughter, a look of distress flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't even know when his daughter fell in love with Hong Yuan.

It is so strange that the two of them have not experienced any major incidents!

"Ah Yuan!?"

Lin Yiru smiled lightly and shook his head, explaining his reason:

"Daddy, you are wrong. I just treat Ah Yuan as my younger brother."

"I think Ah Yuan is expected to become a saint, so I will communicate with him more."

"Besides, Ah Yuan is actively preparing for the Fengxi battlefield recently, preparing his troops to defeat Liu Mantang and take back the Eagle Immortal blessed land. We... don't make any trouble for him."

The Fengxi battlefield is opened every three years, and Lin Daoyan, who is extremely old, will not survive the next three years in all likelihood.

Lin Yiru was speaking eloquently, while smiling lightly, bright and moving.

But Lin Daoyan saw a few strands of white hair hidden in her black hair.

"Oh~."

Lin Daoyan couldn't help but sigh:

"How hard it is to be holy."

"Recently, Elder Niu Juhe of the Law Enforcing Hall passed away during the "Sacred Saint Crossing the Tribulation of Immortals". Ah Yuan may have to pay his condolences."

"Live in the moment, that's what matters!"

Just looking at his daughter's stubborn eyes, Lin Daoyan was quite helpless.

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three days later.

Fenglu Peak, a certain hall.

In the solemn and solemn hall, a heavy wooden coffin was placed horizontally, covered with beautiful red silk, and incense candles were lit all around.

The mourners wear oyster on their heads and hold an incense burner to mourn the dead.

The musicians played the dim sad songs, and the guests from all walks of life loved the ancient times.

Outside the hall, soldiers lined up to guard.

At this time, family members, relatives and friends line up to send flowers one by one to bid farewell to the deceased.

The whole scene is full of sorrow and desolation, making people feel the fragility and preciousness of life.

"Brother Yue, over to Crescent Lake..."

"Hehe, Brother Congsheng, I will definitely help if I can. It's really beyond my ability."

...

"Ma Sheng..."

"Hey, Brother Gao, let's not talk about anything else today, shall we?"

...

back hall.

Le Congsheng, Gao Gou and the others looked gloomy.

Their master had only been away for less than half a month, and they didn't expect that they would leave so soon and the tea would be cold.

The business that was clearly agreed upon suddenly came to a standstill.

And the original industry is also being targeted by hungry wolves from all sides.

The reason for all this is because no one can fill the vacancy left by their master, Elder Niu!

"Grass, it would be great if my cultivation reached the fifth level!" Gao Gou cursed secretly, clenched his hands under his sleeves, his veins bulging.

"Alas~" Le Congsheng sighed, thinking of Hong Yuan inexplicably.

He and Hong Yuan encountered almost the same situation.

But the difference is that Hong Yuan can make up for the vacancy after the master left by himself.

As for him, he was protecting his own "Bai Le Restaurant", which was quite remarkable.

And in the front hall.

Hong Yuan put down a bunch of pure white flowers and bowed to Elder Niu's portrait.

Several people from Honghuofeng behind him also bowed after him.

The rivers and lakes are not just fighting and killing blindly, but more about the sophistication of people who come and go.

"Is this person the master of Honghuo Peak—Hong Yuan? Sure enough, he is as terrifying as a male lion."

"Shh, keep your voice down. According to legend, this person can kill a Qingfeng Peng Wan Beast King with a single punch. With such a performance, he is a figure of the level of the true biography of the Nine Great Phoenix Creeks!"

"Hiss—so that's the case, no wonder he can carry the forest veins of the Artifact Refining Hall by himself. Compared with him, the disciples of Elder Niu are all useless..."

Among the crowd, whispers sounded.

No wonder they thought this way, the contrast between Le Congsheng and others and Hong Yuan was too strong.

One party lost the protection of the master and plummeted instantly.

One party also lost the protection of the master, but it is thriving.

With such a comparison, one can instantly understand how important it is for a power to find a suitable heir to the power!

"Senior Brother Niu, I still wish to mourn."

"thanks, thanks."

After Hong Yuan said some scene words, he retreated to the back with his subordinates.

Only at this moment did Hong Yuan take a serious look at the hall.

Shabby!

This is his first impression.

Not the items in the temple, but the characters in the temple.

You must know that Elder Niu is an existence that can initiate the Tribulation of Sainthood and Immortal Ascension, and is also ranked among the best among the elders. He is also an existence that calls the wind and rain and controls the thunder on weekdays.

However, in today's main hall, there are very few cultivators of the fourth and fifth ranks, and most of them just make a scene and then leave.

And like Hong Yuan, who has done enough etiquette, there are hardly a few of them!

"Perhaps, this is the reason why master would rather die of old age than attack the holy realm."

"For an ordinary martial artist, this tribulation of sanctification and ascension to immortality is really a narrow escape—"

Hong Yuan pursed his lower lip lightly, feeling something in his heart.

Since the last heart-to-heart talk between master and apprentice, he also knew the past of their lineage.

Apart from the slightly mediocre aptitude of the third senior brother Zhu Wushang, both the first senior brother and the second senior brother are first-class arrogance.

It's a pity that both the senior brother and the second senior brother died tragically in the "tribulation of becoming a saint and ascending to immortality".

The master probably chose to give up the assault on the Holy Realm after seeing too many scenes of people like this taking tea to cool down.

In a quarter of an hour.

Hong Yuan and others left the front hall and headed towards the back hall.

"Ah Yuan, I did not misread you." Le Congsheng said with emotion.

"Uncle Yuan." Le Si Tang Jian, a half-grown child, yelled loudly.

"Oh? Sitang is here too." Hong Yuan picked up Le Sitang.

Le Sitang is the first child born to Le Congsheng and Tang Baiwei, and the name means "Le Congsheng misses Tang Baiwei".

He is a very aggressive little boy with a naughty temperament.

It's just that no matter how naughty he is, Le Sitang will always become very cautious when facing Hong Yuan, a powerful and powerful "uncle".

Le Congsheng was watching the interaction between Hong Yuan and Le Sitang.

He recalled the recent predicament, inexplicably, an idea of ​​clinging to Hongyuan's power was born.

And the stronger and more ingrained this thought is, the more suppressed it is, the more fierce the resistance.

According to his character of happy love and hatred when he was young, he was unwilling to cling to Hong Yuan.

However, he single-handedly expanded the "Bai Le Restaurant" into a well-known "Bai Le Restaurant" in the Fengxi Sect, and his temperament was inevitably tainted with the side of a businessman and a philistine.

"Ah Yuan, I think Sitang and you are very destined. Do you want to be Sitang's adoptive father, and get closer?"

Le Congsheng suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, squeezed out a smile and said.

"Father!?" Hong Yuan frowned slightly, "I'm not suitable, brother Gao Gou is more suitable to be Sitang's foster father..."

He is indeed not suitable to be Le Sitang's foster father, and he has no interest in being someone else's foster father.

He is no longer alone now, no matter what he does, he has to start from the identity of the master of Honghuo Peak, and needs to take the overall situation into consideration.

Le Congsheng wanted to say something else.

But at the next moment, Le Congsheng's eyes widened suddenly, his whole body trembled, a chill ran from his spine to the sky, his scalp was numb, and he came to his senses, so he didn't say anything more.

Le Congsheng glanced sideways, and immediately found that several major repairmen from Honghuofeng were staring at him unkindly, implying contempt.

After such an encounter, Hong Yuan was no longer interested in exchanging pleasantries.

After finding an excuse, Hong Yuan left with his men.

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dusk.

Hong Yuan arrived at Baishuang Stone House and took over Lin Yiru's duty of taking care of Lin Daoyan.

At this time, Lin Daoyan was lying on the wooden bed, staring blankly at the green bamboo ceiling, as if he was recalling his past.

Lin Daoyan exuded an extremely unpleasant stench, but Hong Yuan remained calm.

Beside the bed, Hong Yuan sat quietly on the wooden chair.

He dipped the towel into a mahogany barrel filled with warm water, took it out, wrung it dry, and then wiped Lin Daoyan's body seriously.

"A Yuan..."

"Master, I am here."

"It is said that you are a teacher for a day and a father for life. But today's morality is corrupt, how can there be such a relationship. You have done enough for me, and leave such tedious chores to Yiru and them."

"It's not complicated, master."

silence.

Lin Daoyan closed his eyes and stopped talking, but the corners of his eyes were raised, which showed his gratification.

The only sound in the room was the sound of Hong Yuan wiping Lin Daoyan's body.

"Half a son-in-law, it would be great if you married Yiru..."

"Emotional matters cannot be forced. Sister Yiru also has her own life. In the future, whatever difficulties she encounters, I will help her overcome all difficulties."

Silence again.

In the room, the only sound left was Hong Yuan's work.

"I heard that you went to Elder Niu's funeral, how do you feel?"

"Yes master, everything is fine."

"How are the descendants of Elder Niu doing now?"

Hong Yuan was silent for a moment, and then replied softly: "I have encountered certain difficulties in my life when my tea is cold."

"Oh, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered..." Lin Daoyan sighed softly, and he turned to look at Hong Yuan with a satisfied look in his eyes: "Fortunately, I have you in my lineage, and being able to accept you as an apprentice is the wisest thing in my life one of the decisions."

"Master, don't worry about it, this is what a disciple should do." Hong Yuan said with a gentle smile.

After finishing speaking, Lin Daoyan fell into silence again, he closed his eyes in peace, and raised the corners of his mouth.

In fact, he has a lot of things he wants to say to Hong Yuan, but those are just the clouds of the past, not beneficial to Hong Yuan's growth, so there is no need for him to say more.

After a while.

Hong Yuan resigned respectfully.

When Hong Yuan was about to close the door and leave, Lin Daoyan's lips moved slightly: "Thank you, Ah Yuan."

"I am also very grateful for your cultivation, Master." Hong Yuan closed the door softly.

A round of cold moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold moonlight falls on the earth.

Under the nostalgic eyes of Lin Yiru, Mo Yueer and others, Hong Yuan ran towards Honghuo Peak firmly.

It's like... walking alone on the road!