Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

In the cold winter season, the silver trees are covered with frost, and the sky is full of wind and snow.

The weather was extremely bad, and it was so cold that it was difficult for the people in Luoying City to go out.

As for Hua Menghuang, it was also a long-lost moment to rest.

She was wearing a mink fur fox hat, brocade clothes and jade robes, and she looked like a cute pink doll, and she couldn't feel the cold at all.

Compared with the previous cold winter, the living conditions she received have improved a lot, which is simply an earth-shaking experience.

In the warm hut, Hua Menghuang sat on a carved wooden chair, raised her two little feet, and read a book while shaking her head:

"A sage also learns knowledge, and everyone also learns knowledge..."

"People have to work hard before they can stand upright; only then can they be still and still, and only when they are moving..."

The sound of reading books came from her mouth, very clear and bright.

Even though Martial Saint Die Jian gave her a long-lost vacation, she did not relax herself, but had stricter requirements on herself.

outside the cabin.

Martial Saint Diejian had just arrived when he heard Hua Menghuang's reading.

Pausing outside the door for a moment, Diejian Martial Saint showed a satisfied smile on his beautiful face:

"Meng Huang didn't do it to show me, but she really has some understanding of her weak situation, and she did it from the bottom of her heart!"

Thinking of this, she gently pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

"Master!"

Hua Menghuang quickly put down the book, respectfully bowed to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and the pink fox hat trembled.

"Hee hee, Meng Huang is really diligent." Martial Saint Die Jian gently stroked Hua Menghuang's little head, and pulled her back to the carved wooden chair.

"However, your identity is one of the nine Great Dream Seeds. Not only do you have to compete with the other eight Great Dream Seeds, but you also have to fight against the sinful monster clan Xuanguang Bridge. It is good to work harder."

"Well, the child knows."

Hua Menghuang replied crisply, she looked serious, like a little adult.

After the teachings of the Heavenly Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang also knew what he shouldered.

But not only did she not feel scared, she even felt that all this was normal.

If Butterfly Sword Martial Saint treats her well for no reason, she will feel terrified.

After all, in the past, she was just an orphan like a weed...

Now it is very good, she is also very grateful to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and regards Butterfly Sword Martial Saint as her mother!

"I believe in you." Martial Saint Die Jian gently took Hua Menghuang's little hand and flew her out, "The second master I invited for you, that person who looks like a Confucian sword fairy, has already Come here..."

"Really?" Hua Menghuang raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint nodded slightly with his eyebrows curved.

And this made Hua Menghuang even more excited.

These days, under the influence of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang also has a certain understanding of Hong Yuan.

The more he understood, the more Hua Menghuang felt that Hong Yuan was powerful, like a god.

How happy would it be to be able to be taught by a first-class figure of the gods?

...

The wind and snow were violent, the wind was biting, and the sky was full of snow.

The sky and the earth are connected, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness, which makes people's vision blurred.

The trees are withered, the mountains are covered with white clothes, everything looks so chill and cold.

"Hoo hoo..."

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Martial Saint Diejian and Hua Menghuang had just arrived at Linxi Mountain when they encountered a violent snow wind.

Feeling such a terrifying disaster from heaven and earth at close range, Hua Menghuang's heart trembled and her little hands were cold.

"Meng Huang, don't be afraid." Martial Saint Butterfly Sword held Hua Menghuang's little hand lightly, "Sometimes, taking advantage of the situation is also your strength."

A flame ignited in front of Martial Saint Butterfly Sword, and swept around, forming a red protective cover, in which there were many shadows of beautiful butterflies flying around.

Hua Menghuang stared blankly at the blizzard blowing towards them, and watched the blizzard gradually dissipate under the red protective cover.

During this process, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Is this the power I can have in the future?"

Hua Menghuang wondered in his heart, and couldn't help but look up at his master, Martial Sage Butterfly Sword.

However, Martial Saint Butterfly Sword looked forward, his beautiful face full of tenderness.

"Today's master looks good in an instant, a bit better than before. This is master, he has lightly put on heavy makeup..." Hua Menghuang suddenly thought of this for some reason.

She followed the line of sight of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, looked forward, and immediately turned pale with shock.

Because ahead, there is a more violent and violent hurricane!

The clouds were dense, the snow was flying, the ground was dry and cracked, and the field was whining and wailing, which made people flustered.

In this extremely harsh environment, a figure in Tsing Yi walked out slowly from the violent hurricane, as if he was looking for a plum in the snow!

He is tall and thin, with a handsome face, and his eyes are as silent as a deep pool.

At this moment, he was wearing a green robe, standing with one hand behind his back, exuding an elegant and indifferent air all over his body, as he walked, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped.

"Li Min, I'm here." Hong Yuan smiled gently, "This child is Meng Huang, right? He really is a lovely child."

Hong Yuan bent down and looked at Hua Menghuang.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Hua Menghuang's pink fox hat.

"Hee hee, Ah Qing, you're finally here." Butterfly Sword Martial Sage smiled, "Meng Huang, this is your second master, doesn't he look like a Confucian sword fairy? Do you like it?"

Hua Menghuang nodded dully.

At this moment, she is still silent in Hong Yuan's otherworldly appearance.

Great, great. She has never seen such a powerful person since she was a child!

"Is he my second master? Hehe, he is as gentle and elegant as a Confucian sword fairy. I think I can learn more knowledge..."

Hua Menghuang's eyes suddenly became brighter, shining like stars.

On the side, Hong Yuan caught a glimpse of the childlike Hua Menghuang welcoming him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Because such an impressive way of appearance was exactly what he did on purpose.

To deal with a Great Dream Seed, especially the third one who appears, who has the great possibility of achieving the destiny of the human race and the position of the Great Dream Emperor, Hong Yuan can't go too far.

Even at this moment, Hua Menghuang is only a ten-year-old child!

...

An antique palace.

At this moment, under the guidance of Martial Saint Diejian, Hua Menghuang respectfully kowtowed to Hong Yuan, offered tea, and performed the ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Second master, please accept a gift from disciple Menghuang."

"Um."

Hong Yuan nodded warmly, took the teacup, took a sip, and placed it on the carved wooden table.

"Get up, Meng Huang, from now on, you will be my first disciple."

"This is the apprenticeship ceremony I gave you, do you like it?"

Hong Yuan took out a sixth-order Jianyuan flower from the Tianhe blessed land in his body.

This Jianyuan flower is not ordinary, it is an extremely rare plant of cultivation.

Although it cannot be taken directly, putting it in the room and feeling the fragrance of the flower can make people get closer to kendo.

Over time, the results of this improvement are astonishing!

"Master."

Hua Menghuang was at a loss, she looked to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint for help.

After the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint saw Hong Yuan nodding, she was silent for a moment, then nodded, letting Hua Menghuang accept it.

"Thank you Second Master." Hua Menghuang thanked earnestly.

In the world that Hua Menghuang couldn't notice, Hong Yuan was communicating with Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in secret language.

"Ah Qing, this is too precious. Meng Huang has not entered the path of cultivation, so she can't use it..."

"Li Min, since we decided to train Menghuang to fight against Xuanguangqiao, it is very necessary for her to win at the starting line!"

"Xuanguangqiao, alas, yes. That Xuanguangqiao is too terrifying. We really can't wait until Menghuang gets enlightened before starting to guide her in cultivation."

"Yes, Limin, you are right to think so."

"..."

Hong Yuan smiled gratifiedly.

He resisted his desire to urgently go to the dreamland of the mysterious emperor on Daolin Mountain, and temporarily stayed at Ji's house.

Together with Martial Saint Diejian, he began to teach Hua Menghuang the basics of martial arts and a lot of knowledge seriously, hoping to leave a qualified impression on the heart of this great dream seed.

It is best to single-handedly cultivate Hua Menghuang into the destiny of the human race, and guide the child's thinking into what he wants.

"Thought training!?"

"The destiny of the human race is the projection of my will—"

After thinking about it for a while, Hong Yuan felt extremely exciting.

It was as if he had devoured ginseng fruit, the pores all over his body were stretched, it was very refreshing!

...

...

The spring breeze blows, and the willows flutter.

"The heart must be calm, the spirit must be concentrated."

"The sword moves at will, and the mind moves with energy."

"It's like a cold lake suddenly breaking ice, or like thunder in the middle of the night."

In a bright and bright martial arts training ground, Hong Yuan explained the true story of swordsmanship, while Hua Menghuang followed Hong Yuan to perform the basic swordsmanship move by move.

An hour later.

Hua Menghuang began to get distracted and lost his concentration.

The next moment, Hong Yuan said in a serious voice, "Be serious and don't get distracted!"

Behind him, Hua Menghuang, who was wearing a white exercise suit, was shocked, and quickly looked away from the beautiful butterflies flying on the poplar tree.

Hua Menghuang restrained his mind, followed Hong Yuan's footsteps one by one, and polished his martial arts foundation.

"Is this the aptitude of the Great Dream Seed? It's really terrifying. If she becomes the Destiny of the Human Race, she will become even more powerful with the blessing of the Great Luck."

Hong Yuan didn't show it on his face, but he was admiring in his heart.

There are five realms in the practice of kendo, which are Jiangang, Jianqi, Jianguang, Jianyi and Jianshi.

These five realms do not distinguish between strong and weak, but only the direction of practice, and each is good at different places.

During the past few months, Hong Yuan witnessed Hua Menghuang start from scratch, forcibly dabbled in all the five realms of swordsmanship, and had a good attainment.

One must know that Hua Menghuang has not yet enlightened, but now she has the strength to be able to slightly fight against second-tier warriors, she is really terrifying!

Suddenly, Hong Yuan frowned and put away the long sword in his hand.

He turned around and stared at Hua Menghuang expressionlessly.

Hua Menghuang quickly looked away from the butterfly next to her. She put away her long sword helplessly, straightened her body, and silently stared at her toes.

"Your heart is messed up again."

"Go and accept the punishment yourself..."

Hong Yuan said calmly.

Hua Menghuang obediently said "Oh", left the martial arts field dejectedly, and walked towards the creek by the river.

On the creek by the river, there is a huge formation, which was jointly built by Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and it is specially used to sharpen Hua Menghuang's mind.

An hour later.

Hua Menghuang walked up from the creek by the river with difficulty, and returned to Hong Yuan's side.

Hong Yuan didn't say anything, and continued to mention the Tianhe sword, and practiced the basic sword skills again, helping Hua Menghuang lay the foundation with his master-level kendo attainments.

Whoo hoo.

Hoo hoo.

The sword wind started, and the figures of one big and one small were almost synchronized, incomparably coordinated.

This time, no matter how lightly the flowers and butterflies beside him danced and disturbed people's minds, Hua Menghuang was unmoved and followed Hong Yuan to practice sword wholeheartedly.

"Well, I didn't expect Meng Huang to break through this heavy harassment so quickly, not bad."

Butterfly Sword Martial Sage nodded in satisfaction, and led away the flowers and butterflies leisurely.

That's right, this sudden external harassment was brought about by her!

...

The spring is beautiful and the mountains are green.

Flowers bloom all over the sky, and everything is revived under the call of spring.

"Meng Huang, relax yourself today, your recent performance is very good."

Smiling, Hong Yuan bent down and scratched the lovely girl's nose.

He took out a paper kite shaped like a phoenix feather butterfly, and handed it to Hua Menghuang.

"Thank you Second Master!"

Hua Menghuang was overjoyed, and took the Phoenix Feather Butterfly kite from Hong Yuan.

No matter how firm her will is and how calm her heart is, she is still a little girl after all.

She understands that today's life for her is already a beauty that she couldn't imagine in the past, but occasionally, she would be extremely envious of the freedom of the young ladies of the Ji family.

Right now, because of her academic success, Hong Yuan gave her time to play, and she immediately felt that Hong Yuan was great.

"whee…"

Hua Menghuang swayed the phoenix feather butterfly kite and ran around on the grass, her bell-like laughter resounded in the audience, extremely clear and sweet.

At some point, Martial Saint Butterfly Sword quietly came to Hong Yuan's side.

She stood side by side with Hong Yuan, watching Hua Menghuang, who was having fun and released her nature.

"Ah Qing, am I being too strict with Meng Huang? I haven't seen such a happy smile on Meng Huang's face for a long time." Martial Saint Die Jian blamed himself.

Hong Yuan didn't answer her immediately, but lowered his head and stared at the eyes of Martial Saint Butterfly Sword:

"Li Min, you did the right thing, you just cared too much about Menghuang. Not only is the Xuanguang Bridge scary, but even the battle for destiny is extremely cruel."

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hong Yuan looked at each other for a moment, couldn't help but look away, and nodded slightly.

Not long after, Hua Menghuang got tired of releasing the paper kite.

Hong Yuan took out two net bags for catching butterflies, handed them to Martial Saint Butterfly Sword, and said softly, "Li Min, go and play with Meng Huang, then she will understand your painstaking efforts."

"Yeah!" Martial Saint Butterfly Sword took the two net bags.

At the moment she left, she suddenly thanked Hong Yuan: "Thank you, Ah Qing."

The expression on Hong Yuan's face was still warm, watching them tenderly.

But in his heart, little waves appeared, and then quickly fell silent.

Bo Qing? fickle!

Everything in front of him is just a corner of Hong Yuan's layout after all.

If possible, let this short-lived beauty become a dream worth remembering for everyone...

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Road Linshan.

The dream of the mysterious emperor.

Just when Hong Yuan placed his son on Huamenghuang, the human race's attack on the mysterious emperor's dream was also in full swing.

On this day, a steady figure broke through the dream.

This figure is obviously the son of Emperor Longyang—— Dongzhisheng!

It's just that Dongzhisheng's condition is not very good now, because his temples have turned white.

"Emperor, your longevity..." The Great Sage Mouliang looked at the slightly aged Dongzhisheng in shock, especially at Dongzhisheng's gray temples.

Even the eyes of Nantian Jijiu from Nanjiang Academy showed a trace of sadness, and he couldn't help sighing: "I'm incompetent, and I'm dragging down the emperor."

The hearts of the other members of Tiangong were also very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the slow progress of their strategy, there would be no need for the emperor's son Dongzhisheng to come out anyway.

"Haha." Dongzhisheng laughed boldly, and the hearty laughter immediately washed away the pessimism in the hearts of all Tiangong members.

Just listen to him say:

"You have done well enough, I am too demanding."

"Not only do I want my family's destiny to be born early, but I also want to crush the Yaozu's Xuanguang bridge earlier."

"With so many demands, how can I not pay a big price? But this time, I have gained a lot!"

Dongzhisheng slowly took out three brand new jade slips from the cuffs of his black gold robe.

Here, it fully records the harvest of his dream trip.

A method of dream path cultivation that goes straight to the fourth level!

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as there is the first advanced dream inheritance, Dongzhisheng is confident that relying on the background of the Tiangong of the human race, he can deduce the dream inheritance of the fifth-level or even sixth-level saints!

How could this not please him?

When Dongzhisheng told the members of Tiangong about his harvest, everyone cheered up.

"The emperor is really fierce, and he will gain something as soon as he makes a move."

"Breakthrough to the sixth level of dreamland, this is too powerful, greatly exceeding our strategy progress."

"From this point of view, our previous defeat in the endless sea is nothing. The general trend of the world is still in our hands!"

"That's right, no matter how great the Xuanguang Bridge is, he can only be reduced to a stepping stone for our clan's Great Dream Emperor. I will continue to work hard and wash away the shame of the past!!"

"..."

Listening to everyone's energetic words, Dongzhisheng felt bitter but sweet in his heart.

Because of his lifespan, it was directly reduced by more than a thousand years.

This is because he is a cultivator of Time Dao and has the blood of Emperor Longyang, otherwise he would really die in this dream of the mysterious emperor!

"Huh, it's all worth it, everything is for the inheritance of the human race!" Dong Zhisheng's eyes were firm and burning with spirit.

He was never afraid of death.

He was only afraid of himself, that he would die worthless.

In the lineage of Emperor Longyang, there has never been anyone who backed away without fear of death!