Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Daxuan Palace, with red walls and yellow tiles, is magnificent.

Originally, there were many towering giant trees and shaded green trees outside the palace, but they were all cut down for the safety of the palace.

At this moment, in the waiting hall outside the palace, Jian Hong Yuan looked at the little eunuch who was leaving quickly, waiting silently.

There is a clear blue pond in the waiting hall. The water is clear, dotted with lotus flowers, and the figure of carp swimming has some ripples. Under the shining of the stars, it is really beautiful.

Hong Yuan just stood quietly in the hall, observing these swimming carps, thinking about things.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome face and a gentle demeanor. Behind him, the little maids couldn't help but peek at him.

Being able to be admired and enamored by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hong Yuan's sword body is first-class, and he also obtained the swordsmanship of the Eternal Qinglian in the "Dream of the Eternal Qinglian". The deep and cold temperament is enough to make the hearts of these little maids imprisoned in the Sangong Sixth Courtyard rippling and their eyes flickering.

"emperor…"

"Supreme fortune..."

Hong Yuan's eyes were pressed down, and various thoughts flowed through his heart.

In fact, he also had the idea of ​​establishing a national power and collecting various resources for himself.

After all, in the past, he, Hong Yuangui, was the overlord of the four directions, conquering and plundering in the endless sea area, which is naturally the benefit of being a monarch of one side.

It's just that after his demon body became the destiny of the demon clan, he entered the top of the human race's demon killing list in one fell swoop, and the human race watched him covetously.

If his demon body dared to leave the Dragon Sacred Land, he would definitely face a stormy attack, and his safety would not be guaranteed at all!

Hence, he had no choice but to press down on the idea of ​​establishing a demon kingdom.

Unexpectedly, his former defeated general - Li Jianqiu actually had the idea of ​​establishing a demon kingdom.

And this is why Hong Yuan put the three major targets of Zijin Thorn on Li Jianqiu.

He wanted to wait for Li Jianqiu's death due to Shouyuan, and then accept Li Jianqiu's inheritance!

After half a quarter of an hour.

"Why so long?"

Hong Yuan frowned suddenly, and glanced at the red wall of the palace, as if he wanted to see through the Weiyang Palace where Emperor Daxuan was.

Weiyang Palace.

Antique, solemn and solemn.

At this time, Emperor Daxuan looked up at the bright moon with an indifferent expression.

Behind him stood Princess Feng and the prince and other royal children. The little eunuch who delivered the message was kneeling on the bluestone slab, respectfully waiting for Emperor Daxuan's order.

Finally, Emperor Daxuan spoke in a calm tone:

"Emperor Longyang has a saying: 'Under the whole world, is it the king's land. On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers'."

"Since Bo Qing has entered my Daxuan, she must abide by the rules of my Daxuan. Even the Qinglong must be coiled up for me, and the white tiger must be laid down by me."

"Even if he is the arrogance of the Eastern Desolation Academy and the famous sword master in the five continents, it should be so. Now, I want to kill his vigor so that he can understand his status."

"Xi'er, An Shi, do you know?"

After the words were finished, a mighty momentum came from Emperor Daxuan, and the atmosphere in the arena was extremely depressing.

The hearts of Princess Feng Tang Xi and Prince Tang Anshi jumped, and they quickly bowed their heads in agreement.

The princes and daughters living behind them were even more unbearable, trembling.

This is Emperor Daxuan taking advantage of the fame of Jiaojianhou "Bo Qing" to beat Princess Feng and the crown prince who have become saints.

Emperor Daxuan understood, and so did Princess Feng and the Crown Prince!

After all, saints and mortals really exist in two worlds.

There is a difference between saints and mortals. To become a saint proves that you have the ability to cross the five great continents.

The most basic thing is that the longevity has increased a lot, not to mention the transformation of strength.

Therefore, Emperor Daxuan had to beat his princes and daughters to prevent them from having the idea of ​​disobedience.

"Father Jun, you are really old. A saint should not be insulted." The crown prince Tang Anshi looked at the figure of Emperor Daxuan with disdain in his heart, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Tang Xi wore a white palace dress, elegant and luxurious. In terms of appearance, she has icy muscles and fine bones, a stunning face, and she is all over the country. In terms of temperament, she is as holy as snow, like an orchid in an empty valley, indifferent and refined, and she is like the bell of heaven and earth.

Her phoenix eyes were lowered, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the depths of her eyes, thinking: "Nowadays, various sects occupy land as kings, and the people of the dynasty are miserable and displaced. But Junfu still treats Bo Qing like this, thinking about fighting for power and profit, this dark In the endless world, I, Tang Xi, must reverse it."

Everyone in the field has different ideas and has ghosts.

Even if the front line is retreating steadily, they still put themselves first, and put the overall situation awareness behind.

But at this moment, a little maid came in a hurry and brought a message from "Bo Qing" to leave the palace and go to Donghuang Academy.

"Jiao Jianhou said that he will come to attend the morning court the next day." Xiao Gong'e trembled timidly, her forehead pressed tightly to the ground, not daring to raise her head at all.

Because at this moment, Emperor Daxuan's eyes were fierce and seemed to be devouring, and the thunderous majesty was brewing.

bang——

There was a loud bang, and the extremely exquisite wine bottle was instantly shattered, and a small splash of wine containing strong fairy spirit splashed on the little Gong'e, which made the little Gong'e kowtow again and again in fright.

"Asshole, asshole!"

"This thief who has no king, no father, and no country!"

"Demon Dao thief, I shouldn't have saved you from the fire and water that day!!!"

Emperor Daxuan's face was ferocious, extremely terrifying.

As if his heart was going to be blown by "Bo Qing", he repeatedly reprimanded "Bo Qing" for being homeless and ungrateful.

the other side.

Seeing Emperor Daxuan's angry performance, Princess Feng and the crown prince quickly lowered their heads to show their submission.

But their hearts curled their lips, and the same thought appeared:

"Pretend, still pretend, who wants to use Bo Qing to frighten us? Father Jun, you are really old, it's time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous!"

...

The Donghuang Academy is hidden inside the Eight Dragon Mountain, and those who are not destined and capable are not allowed to enter.

Here, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the wind is sunny and sunny, surrounded by fairy fog, the weather is peculiar, and there are even flying waterfalls in the sky. The trees are old and vigorous, full of vitality.

That night, Hong Yuan's sword body came to the gate of Donghuang Academy.

A very simple wooden door can only be opened if it is recognized by Shushan and has inherited the spirit of humanity.

The starlight was dim, shining under Hong Yuan's blue robe, making Hong Yuan look more and more extraordinary.

"Squeak—"

Hong Yuan exerted a little force with both hands, and the wooden door was easily pushed open by him.

It was also at this time that he saw an unexpected figure.

Zhang Yinghe!

The passionate young man who was recognized by Shushan and inherited the true meaning of the way of blood.

But different from the scrawny and timid boy back then, today's Zhang Yinghe has a firm face, a calm momentum, and a tall and straight figure, as if thousands of things are in his heart.

Compared with hot blood, he is obviously more in line with cold blood.

The current Zhang Yinghe's cultivation base is the peak of the fifth order. If nothing else, he came here to break through the realm of the saint.

"Bo Qing...senior brother?" Zhang Yinghe asked hesitantly.

With a smile in his eyes, Hong Yuan nodded slightly: "You can call me that."

It's a strange feeling to have an old friend in front of you but don't know each other.

In addition, the blade of his sword was due to Zhang Ying's chance to win a mountain of books, which is even more wonderful.

...

...

The sky had just dawned, and the red sun hadn't risen yet, and the city of Daxuan was already bustling.

The carriages of officials from all walks of life galloped quickly on the capital avenue, just to be able to attend the court meeting on time.

With the urgency of the battle on the front line, everyone knows that Emperor Daxuan is not in a good mood now.

And yesterday's information about Jiao Jianhou "Bo Qing" returning to the capital added a bit of turmoil to today's morning.

Under such a background, no official wanted to delay the early court, no matter whether it was the first rank or the second or third rank.

At the court meeting.

The newly arrived official wanted to head southeast and return to his former position. But the next moment, he was directly grabbed by his old acquaintance and squeezed to the east.

"Don't go there, didn't you see Jiao Jianhou there alone?"

Words like these vaguely reached Hong Yuan's ears.

Hong Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he stood proudly beside the red pillar, occupying the huge territory in the southeast by himself, his aloof side was in stark contrast to the officials.

It's not that he is domineering, but that all the officials in the palace avoid him three feet, that's why such a situation has formed.

"This is the first time I've seen the legendary court meeting." Hong Yuan was a little surprised, and felt the atmosphere seriously.

After half a quarter of an hour.

Emperor Daxuan arrived, and under his orders, officials gradually surrounded Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan was not treated differently——

The process went smoothly with no fuss.

Whenever someone visits Hong Yuan's book, and Hong Yuan thinks that someone is going to target him, different officials will defend him.

The turn of this matter was beyond Hong Yuan's imagination.

He thought that something special would happen today.

But because of this, others looked at him more and more.

"For three days, you should treat each other with admiration. As expected of the saint who is famous in the five great divine continents, I also feel a little threatened. He has only advanced to the rank of saint for less than a hundred years..." Emperor Daxuan evaluated the trivial matters , watching Hong Yuan from the corner of his eye.

"Jiaojianhou, Jiaojianhou, I hope you will stop getting involved with Ximei. As long as you don't help Ximei compete with me for the throne, when I ascend the throne in the future, I will make you a king with a different surname!" Prince Tang Anshi's eyes Glancing slightly, looking sideways at Hong Yuan's blue-robed figure, he said silently in his heart.

Princess Feng Tang Xi clenched her jaded hands tightly in the wide white palace dress, as if thinking of a bright future, her eyes suddenly brightened for a moment:

"Pursue peace with peace, and peace will perish. Seek peace with struggle, and peace will survive. I must draw all the forces I can win to my side. Brother Bo Qing, join me in creating a prosperous dynasty."

In this way, Hong Yuan calmly passed the court meeting.

The court meeting is over.

Hong Yuan rushed towards the front line together with several other Lords and Lords who were also going to fight.

...

ahead.

In the large tent of the military camp of the Daxuan Dynasty, the group of saints discussed affairs.

They are all worrying about the Fengxi Sect's General Bai Xiangxuan and the "Ancient Nian Beast Time River" holy formation.

"General Bai Xiangxuan's strength is top-notch, and he can even fight one or two against the seventh-order overhaul. With the blessing of the holy formation of the 'Ancient Nian Beast Years River' and the Tianhaiguan guarded by him, we can't conquer it at all. Unless, take Our lives will forcefully break the formation." Marquis Muluan said solemnly.

Langdaohou sighed lightly: "I can fight against General Bai Xiangxuan, but you don't know how powerful the 'Ancient Nian Beast Years River' holy array is. If you pass the sixth level, you will undoubtedly die. No matter how many people you have, Zong The Gate Alliance, this is a real skill."

"You still have the nerve to say that this is not all your problem, who told you to kill Qinghuo!?" Yanyang Hou heard the words, and suddenly burst into anger, furious.

"Swords have no eyes, can you blame me? You mean let me die obediently!" Langdaohou scolded back directly.

Seeing that another scolding scene was about to be staged, all the saints in the field turned their heads. Look at the nose with the eyes, watch the heart with the nose, and act as if you didn't see it.

Longevity Kung Fu Long life to do, Kung Fu is endless, but life is your own.

Let the sages of the Daxuan royal family do the life-gambling.

It just so happened that both Yanyanghou and Langdaohou were saints of the royal family, and they shouldered the responsibility of leading one side's battle situation.

How to conquer the Tianhaiguan guarded by General Bai Xiangxuan, let them handle it!

Two days later.

Several martial saints including Hong Yuan Jianshen had arrived at the barracks, and the group of saints started discussing again.

In the big tent of the military camp, Hong Yuan was in the lower left corner, sitting quietly in the field, watching the saints point out the country and divide their duties.

"Ming Yuehou, go and conquer the Shahe Pass guarded by the Fire Dragon Sect."

"Marquis Muluan, go and conquer the Yushui Pass guarded by the Huangsha Sect."

"..."

The missions were assigned one by one by Hou Daohou, and the group of saints nodded.

When it was Hong Yuan's turn, Hou Langdao suddenly paused for a moment, and then said slowly:

"I have heard that Jiaojian Hou Tianzong is a talented person, and his talent is peerless. Not only did he enter the Eastern Desolation Academy, but he also performed outstandingly in the battle between the two clans. Your combat power is rare in the world, and you can be called invincible in the same situation. Capital..."

Listening to Hou Langdao constantly flattering himself, Hong Yuan slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of Tianhe Sword.

To act like this must be something you want, and there are still many crises.

Could it be that Hong Yuan was used as a spearman?

At this moment, for this Langdaohou, the murderous intent accumulated in Hong Yuan's heart, and his eyes were deep.

"The Holy Majesty sent you here with great expectations, and wanted to make you a final decision. In that case, Jiao Jianhou, go and break through the Heavenly Customs guarded by the Fengxi Sect!" Langdaohou smiled. Looking at Hong Yuan.

But all the saints in the field felt a chill.

This is a blatant conspiracy, and it is clear that Hong Yuanjian is going to put himself in danger.

In the eyes of everyone, Hong Yuan's sword body was not easy to refuse.

Because Hong Yuan's sword body was indeed saved by the Daxuan Dynasty, and he is also the arrogance of the Eastern Desolation Academy, the master of the Great Dream Seed, and it is very likely that he will be able to enter the Heavenly Palace.

As long as Hong Yuan Jianshen is ambitious, he will not refuse this task, because it will make him bear the infamy of "ungrateful", "no king and no father", which will hinder his future.

If it was a few days ago, Hong Yuan might have felt a little embarrassed by Langdaohou's proposal.

Because he didn't want to disappoint the Fengxi sect, not to mention that Bai Xiangxuan would be his master, but at that time, he really coveted the position of leader of the human race.

It was only on the night that Qinghuo Wusheng died that Hong Yuan came to his senses:

"In the world of warriors, there is no need to worry too much."

That's why he decided that the sword body would still follow the path of the devil, and give up the idea of ​​becoming the leader of the human race.

But the fact that the sword body cannot become the leader of the human race does not mean that Martial Saint Butterfly Sword has no chance to become the leader of the human race!

That's why, hearing Langdaohou's malicious arrangement now, Hong Yuan smiled, his smile was gentle, like a spring breeze.

Clang!

The Tianhe sword was out of its sheath brazenly, pointing at Langdaohou.

"Want me, Bo Qing, to die? Be your sweet dream!"

"Bo Qing..."

"It's good to have something to say..."

"mix…"

The saints were horrified and hurriedly withdrew from the barracks tent.

Langdao Hou was irritated by Hong Yuan's attitude, but before he could react, a sharp sword light that could shatter the stars came bombarding him, the divine voice was ear-splitting, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"How is it possible!?" Langdao Hou's pupils shrank suddenly, his limbs felt cold, and a chill rushed into his mind from the spine of the dragon.

Facing Hong Yuan's blow, Langdaohou felt the breath of death. He roared wildly in his heart, but his body couldn't make any effective response at all.

Hong Yuan's move, fast, fast, fast, too fast!

Click——

A broken sound sounded.

The sacred weapon of the Kuanglangdao on Langdaohou's waist shattered, turned into powder, and was swallowed up by the Tianhe sword.

quiet.

dead still.

The saints looked at Hong Yuan dully, even Yan Yanghou was taken aback by Hong Yuan.

"Hmph, is my sword sharp?" The corners of Hong Yuan's mouth raised, rebellious.

He swung the Tianhe sword to make a sword flower, and said in a cold voice: "There will be a next time, it will be hard to say. Remember, what I, Bo Qing, have to deal with is the Taoist Guanhai of Qinglu Taoist temple!"

Hong Yuan looked around for a week, all the martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty turned their heads and looked away, none of them dared to face him.

It can only be said that at the moment when the eighth-level saints are not easy to use because of their own background, Hong Yuan's swordsmanship is too advantageous, and it is enough to defeat the enemy.

After a cold snort, Hong Yuan stepped lightly with his sword and left towards the outside.

It was also not long after he left that there were scolding voices against Hong Yuan's sword body in the large tent of the military camp.

"Devil's path thief, devil's path thief!"

"It's simply lawless, lawless!!"

"I have already said that these magicians cannot be trusted, take a look, look!"

"..."

Langdaohou's expression was dull, and he didn't intervene in the rebuke of Hong Yuan's sword from the saints.

He looked at his waist in disbelief. In the past, the holy weapon he regarded as life, the mad wave knife, turned into powder in one fell swoop! ?

This is a holy artifact! ! !

"Bo Qing——" Langdaohou came back to his senses, his face was ferocious, his hands were clenched tightly, nails were deep in his hands, and blood protruded.

At this moment, he has resentment towards Hong Yuan's sword body, and he is afraid of it later.

He resented Hong Yuan Jianshen's reckless and lawless way of acting in the devil way. But he was afraid of Hong Yuan's sword body's powerful strength, and worried about being retaliated by Hong Yuan's sword body.

All the saints in the arena had to admit that Hong Yuan's sword gave them a little bit of magic shock, and they acted too perversely!