Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Beyond the dream world.

Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou.

Ji Clan Butterfly Garden.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put his hands together and prayed to heaven and earth.

Her beautiful willow eyebrows frowned, and her pretty face was full of sorrow.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at the painting above the sky.

Inside the painting screen, there is a blue sky and white clouds, everything is peaceful, and there is nothing.

There, it is a very common area in the Eastern Desolation God Continent.

But Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin entered the dream world from here.

Whoever wins will come out, carrying thousands of expectations, becoming the destiny of the human race, and carrying the great cauldron against the Xuanguang Bridge of destiny of the monster race.

At the same time, it also means that the other person will be defeated and disappear from the world!

It's not that they don't want to observe the pictures inside the dream world, it's just that the pictures inside the dream world are simply beyond what they can observe.

"Meng Huang..."

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyes were full of sorrow, very uneasy.

I think she was never so sad when she crossed the catastrophe and became a saint and immortal. At that time, what she thought was that it would be best if she succeeded, and it didn't matter if she didn't succeed.

But it's different now!

Now, it's really a matter of life and death!

As for the disciple Hua Menghuang, Martial Saint Diejian really raised Hua Menghuang as her first child and gave her everything she could.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint wished to give Hua Menghuang everything he could have!

If not, how could Hua Menghuang come into contact with the "Qinglian Emperor Sutra" and other ancient scriptures of great emperors so easily?

Just relying on the identity of the big dream seed? Dreaming.

Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou has more than just Hua Menghuang, a big dream seed!

In the stone pavilion, the fragrance of tea gradually faded, and the three teacups placed on the table gradually cooled down.

Hong Yuan couldn't bear to see Martial Saint Die Jian so sad.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Hong Yuan is not an emotionless guy, he just knows better what he needs and what he doesn't need.

He never skimped on expressing his emotions.

However, there are very few people who can really walk into his heart.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is one of them.

Hong Yuan is willing to make some efforts for the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

"I have already certified [Daoist Dream Daoist], so there is no need to continue the battle for destiny. They should be able to come back alive..."

Thinking like this in his heart, Hong Yuan hugged Martial Saint Butterfly Sword into his arms, let her lie on his chest, and patted her shoulder lightly.

Hong Yuan reassured: "You have done everything you can to the best, and Meng Huang has to walk the rest of the way..."

"Menghuang has to walk the rest of the way by himself?" Martial Saint Diejian lowered his eyes secretly, with tears in his eyes.

She felt that she had not done enough, not far enough.

She was very afraid that Hua Menghuang would perish and disappear from the world...

the other side.

Eastern Desolation God Continent.

White cranes are flying, flying leisurely in the sky, showing a graceful figure.

The breeze blows into the main peak of Fengxi, making the flowers of Fengxi sway.

The sun was shining brightly, and the bright sunshine fell on the people on the main peak of Fengxi.

Hong Yuan, Ye Zhuyin, Qiu Wuxi, Lin Bujing, Long Zhandu...

They walked out of the main hall of Fengxi Sect, all facing the great sun, staring at the water-blue light curtain in the sky.

The expressions on their faces are either sad, anticipating, or apprehensive.

Not all the same, all kinds of expressions.

But the same is that they are all nervous.

Everyone was expecting that Shang Yaoqin would come out of the dream world!

With the appearance of Hua Menghuang, the Zongmen Alliance will fall apart. Either they will seek refuge with Hua Menghuang, or their own lineage will stay away from Donghuang.

With the appearance of Shang Yaoqin, the Zongmen Alliance will attract the attention of the world, Miaoyin Pavilion will become a holy place in the world, and the orthodoxy of Fengxi Sect, Longyan Sect and Qinglu Taoist Temple will also rise.

And martial arts talents can also rely on this general trend, as if they have obtained a great treasure, and directly attack the realm of saints, the possibility of success will be increased by at least 30%!

"Come on, Junior Sister Yaoqin~" The two hands under Qiu Wuxi's red robe tightly clenched into fists.

She and Ye Zhuyin have different ideas and have many conflicts. But for Shang Yaoqin, a junior, she loves her well.

"Shang Yaoqin, don't let me down. I must, must become a sage of slavery..." Long Zhandu's temples were white, his eyes had been through many vicissitudes, but he still did not change his original intention.

Along the way, he was the only one left in the lineage of Yuying Peak. Junior brother Xu Haisheng died, and junior sister Xiao Youjun also died. Long Zhandu paid too much, too much for the sanctification of the slave way...

"Those who survived are very likely to become dream saints, and at the same time realize the realm of dream masters? Huh, so what!" Lin Bujing listened to Elder Dan's speculation in the sea of ​​consciousness, he still held " Do not believe in fate, only believe in yourself" concept.

If you are born destined, there is a theory of fate. Then at the beginning, he, Lin Bujing, would not have walked from that small corner of Maple Leaf City, and would still be that fallen genius!

He also has no chance to confront Hong Yuan, the supreme arrogance of Fengxi Sect! !

Thinking of this, Lin Bujing really wanted to glance to the left, but he still resisted the desire.

Because of that, it would be against Hong Yuan and Shang Yaoqin!

That's where Hong Yuan and Ye Zhuyin are.

"May Emperor Longyang bless Yaoqin..."

"May Qinglian Tianzun bless Yaoqin..."

"..."

"Yaoqin has returned safely, and I will pay homage to you day and night."

In full view.

Ye Zhuyin knelt on the ground, kowtowed on the bluestone floor continuously, praying to the nine great emperors of the human race, her hair was scattered and blood flowed all over the floor.

In order to show her sincerity, she took the initiative to reverse her true essence, abolished her cultivation, and even damaged her own good physique...

After all kinds of things, she degenerated into an old woman with loose skin, full of senility, and a short stature.

The woman who was as cold as a narcissus in the moon in the past has completely stepped off the high platform...

In such a situation, no one in the field dared to cast their eyes on it.

Because Hong Yuan was standing beside Ye Zhuyin.

Although Hong Yuan has only recovered the first-level high-level warrior cultivation at this moment, the power of death is still there, and no one knows what kind of means Hong Yuan has, and they dare not make mistakes in front of Hong Yuan.

Besides, Hong Yuan can really kill people!

"Clatter..."

As time passed, the weather turned overcast, with dark clouds and heavy rain.

On the main peak of Fengxi, everyone still hasn't left.

No one opened an umbrella, and no one operated the real yuan.

They, like Hongyuan, let the rain wet themselves.

The rain clung to her hair, her hair was covered with blood, and Ye Zhuyin's vision was blurred, but she still tremblingly prayed to the emperors of the human race and prayed for Shang Yaoqin.

Hong Yuan stood beside her, his eyes drooped, and his lips were tightly pressed.

"I have already certified [Daoist Dream Daoist], so there is no need to continue the battle for destiny. They should be able to come back alive..."

He repeated it again in his heart, but this time, he was very hesitant.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Hong Yuan knew Dongzhisheng, the current leader of the human race, very well.

Therefore, a bad thought quickly spread in Hong Yuan's mind, making him have to look directly at it.

"Boom—"

A heavy sound of falling to the ground sounded, Ye Zhuyin kowtowed and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, she couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Now, she who has abandoned her cultivation base and foundation is really just a mortal old woman.

"You've done well enough, go to sleep..."

Before falling into a coma, Ye Zhuyin heard Hong Yuan say this.

Hong Yuan held Ye Zhuyin in his arms.

He lifted Ye Zhuyin's withered face from his withered hair to his ears, and stopped talking.

If possible, in fact, Hong Yuan hoped that both women would survive, because neither of them could pose a threat to him anymore.

However, how can everything in the world be as one wishes?

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, the wind howled continuously, and the torrential rain fell, completely soaking the two of them.

But a spirit of love for the world and sympathy for all living beings came out of Hong Yuan.

He really seems to be a human sage who came from ancient times...

…

…

The second step of becoming a sage or ascending to immortality is to absorb energy!

The balance formed by the three energies converges in the broken aperture, bringing a steady stream of inspiration to those who cross the catastrophe.

This is an extremely precious state of sudden enlightenment, so it is called "Heaven and Earth Asking!"

Grasping a big opportunity like "Heaven and Earth Asking" once can cause an amazing transformation in oneself, and can cause a world-changing change in strength.

Because at this time, the ocean of knowledge of the whole world is open to you, and you can even ask the world about the emperor's scriptures and the secrets of the world!

Of course, this step is an extreme test of concentration.

Because the more heaven and earth energy absorbed in this step, the deeper the foundation of the blessed land will be opened up, and the more difficult it will be to carry out the third step of becoming a saint and ascending to immortality-exploding the orifice.

In the end, it can only fall on the spot.

Such opportunities are extremely precious, not only related to their own opportunities, but also related to sanctification.

Ordinary people naturally regard this as a rare treasure, and race against time to comprehend it.

but……

"Go to hell!" Shang Yaoqin yelled.

Her body was shattered, blood flowed out, and fell on the emperor's black robe, staining it red.

The violent sound wave is surrounded by densely packed Dream Dao Dao Marks, rolling back into the sky.

"Kill!" Hua Menghuang's eyes flickered coldly.

Blood was bleeding from her lips, and the Baishuang dream robe was in tatters, but she bullied her.

Mengjian slashed and pressed down, bursting out with strong sword energy and Meng Dao marks like a vast ocean, submerging the front.

when…

Dangdang...

The sky and the earth trembled, and there was a deafening sound like mountains and seas collapsing into the sky!

The two sides collided like two divine rainbows.

The moment of collision, without any lingering, the bright light covered everything.

"Am I going to lose~" Shang Yaoqin sighed.

It was hard for her to believe that Hua Menghuang would take the third step in becoming a sage before she did.

It can only be said that the difference is a thousand miles away.

Coming here in the battle for destiny, although Shang Yaoqin felt extremely reluctant, he had no regrets.

After all, Ye Zhuyin, whom she couldn't let go of the most, was entrusted to Hong Yuan to take care of her.

Hong Yuan...

Shang Yaoqin was very relieved of Hong Yuan.

Because Hong Yuan was recognized by Shushan, and even summoned the phantom of the great emperor. He is a true and virtuous king, just like a sage in the world.

Just when Shang Yaoqin was ready to fail, suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, a divine light like a bright red sun emerged from the sky and the earth.

This is the general trend of humanity!

Although he had never seen it before, Shang Yaoqin came to such a conclusion just by looking at it.

The next moment, something that shocked Shang Yaoqin happened:

Hua Menghuang was actually counterattacked by the general trend of humanity, and stagnated for a long time at the step of breaking the orifice.

Usually it's fine, but now is the time of life and death, one mistake, that is death! !

"Good opportunity?!" Shang Yaoqin's eyes flashed.

Although she didn't know why Hua Menghuang would suffer a counterattack from humanity, she still decided to speed up the step of breaking the orifice.

the other side.

Suffering such a severe injury suddenly, Hua Menghuang couldn't help feeling in a daze.

Obviously she has made any plans, and finally succeeded.

Suddenly, she recalled the uneasiness she felt when she engraved the dream path and passed it on to her two masters.

"If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead..."

"Master Min Qing harmed me? No, absolutely impossible!"

"I didn't expect that I would take all precautions, but Shang Yaoqin finally resorted to this method of suppressing the bottom of the box."

Hua Menghuang was backlashed by the general trend of humanity, and his momentum was sluggish, and the progress of sanctification was suddenly suppressed by Shang.

But she still didn't give up and continued to chase Shang Yaoqin.

It's just that hope is getting slimmer...

Time passed bit by bit, and the situation became more and more irreversible.

The signs of defeat have already been revealed.

"Who will wake up to the big dream first?"

"I've known myself all my life."

"Cao Tang Chun has enough sleep."

"The sun is getting late outside the window..."

A poem circulated in Hua Menghuang's heart.

She sighed softly, and the past experiences appeared in front of her eyes like fragments, looking at the lights on a horse.

She understood that her life might end here.

I'm really sorry~

…

"Xiaocao is awesome, let grandma clean the rest of the clothes."

"Hee hee, don't worry, grandma. I am three years old this year, and I am very strong, hee hee~"

The winter in southern Xinjiang is extremely cold.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the bone is like a marrow.

Outside a dilapidated thatched cottage, the cold wind howled, announcing its sharp claws wildly.

A haggard old lady bent her waist, endured the cold, and vigorously washed the clothes of the students in the school with a pounding stick.

The weather finally got fine today, which is a good time to work.

It's just that even if the weather is sunny and slightly mild, the old grandma's hands are still cracked by the cold.

It's too cold for dry ice.

Beside the grandma, a short, shriveled three-year-old girl dressed in linen and coarse cloth rolled up the corners of her clothes to help the grandma with her work.

The little girl's face was flushed red from the blowing, and every time the cold wind passed by, she would feel that her face was about to be torn apart, it hurt so much.

But she clenched her teeth and pursed her mouth tightly, never complaining.

She was afraid that grandma would drive her back to the hut!

The more she thought about it, the harder she fiddled with the clothes to help grandma.

Because she knows that if these clothes are not disposed of soon, grandma will be late to sleep.

Grandma would suppress her voice all night, whimpering in pain, afraid of disturbing her sleep.

She didn't want, and she didn't want to see grandma in such pain.

She thought she could contribute her own strength to this family.

Because this year, she is already a three-year-old little adult!

"Haha, our Xiaocao's hands and feet are really clever. When you grow up, you will definitely marry a good family."

"Marry into a good family? What is that... When I grow up? Hee hee, grandma, don't worry, when I grow up, I will let you live in a whole hanging bamboo building like a mountain leader! "

"Okay, yes, definitely, grandma believes in you."

The old grandma stared at Xiaocao with a smile, her eyes full of doting.

Although Xiaocao was picked up by her when she was washing clothes by the river, the old grandma already regarded Xiaocao as her own.

It's just a pity that she still failed to entrust Xiaocao to a good family in the end, which made Xiaocao suffer.

…

Winter three years later.

This year, a frosty year, southern Xinjiang was extremely cold.

"Grandma, grandma~" Xiaocao knelt down on the ground, tightly clutching grandma's hand.

Grandma collapsed on the grass bed, and the thin quilts were mixed with hay, and they were constantly covered.

But grandma was still shivering from the cold, and her face was blue.

Grandma stared at her granddaughter, she refused to close her eyes for fear of being unable to open them.

Her purple lips kept trembling, as if she wanted to say something to Xiaocao.

She doesn't want to die, she hasn't brought up Xiaocao yet, hasn't seen Xiaocao get married yet, and she still has to take care of Xiaocao's children...

She doesn't want to die!

don't want to die!

The world is cold, leaving only Xiaocao, a six-year-old girl, struggling to survive in the world.

Not reconciled, she is not reconciled! ! !

It's just that until the end, her whole body was cold, and her cloudy eyes were dry, cracked and frozen, and they didn't close.

Die with peace!

"grandmother!!!"

Xiaocao wailed and cried loudly, weeping until she was in tears, in pain.

On a snowy night in the middle of winter, the grandmother passed away, leaving only Xiaocao alone.

Two days later.

"It's not good, Shanzhang, Grandma Hua still refuses to close her eyes. And she's so dead, I can't move her at all."

"Even those warrior adults took a look at Granny Hua and ran away, what should we do?"

A servant originally planned to wrap up Granny Xiaocao in a straw mat and throw it out of the mass grave, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

If Grandma Hua doesn't leave, how can she sell this thatched cottage to other people?

As for the flowers and grass? It has already been sold to Yakouzi.

Kill two birds with one stone!

But now, everything has changed because of Granny Hua.

Wearing a Confucian robe, the majestic Shanzhang's face changed drastically when he heard the words, as if he had thought of something, he quickly sent someone to find Hua Xiaocao.

In the end, he personally came to the thatched hut, kowtowed nine times to Granny Hua's body, and solemnly promised that Xiaocao would inherit Granny's work and let Xiaocao grow up in the school.

In this way, Granny Hua just closed a pair of completely cracked eyes.

From now on, the six-year-old Hua Xiaocao has become the youngest handyman in the school, working day and night, busy with making ends meet.

…

Another cold winter three years later.

This year, although the nine-year-old Xiaocao did not grow vigorously, it was still tenaciously alive.

However, her height is about the size of a five-year-old child, and her appearance is also shriveled and thin, which makes people feel disgusted just by looking at her.

this day.

Carrying the gong as usual, she was going to wake up the students in the wing room.

Just when she was halfway there, a fairy-like figure stepped on colorful colors and descended from the sky.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Ji Limin!

"Dream Seed? Hello, I'm Ji Limin, the Martial Saint of the Ji Clan of the Four Great Aristocrats..."

Xiaocao couldn't quite remember what the person in front of her said.

She just felt that the person in front of her was dazzling, as beautiful as a fairy in the sky, she didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Finally, Xiaocao, feeling inferior, looked down at her straw sandals and thought to herself, if only one day she could be as strong and beautiful as the fairy in front of her, even if it was just for a day.

In that case, grandma should be very happy~

"Xiaocao? That's not a name. Otherwise, you can be called Menghuang. Damenghuanghuang is irresistible!"

"Meng Huang, Da Meng Huang Huang, overwhelming? I am... Hua Meng Huang?"

...

The sound of the sword is clanging, clear and loud.

The endless bright sword dream flowers bloomed, and the pure white rain of flowers danced all over the sky, entwining Hua Menghuang, drowning and burying her.

She is so graceful and peerless, like a fairy in the moonlight.

But pieces of light and rain flew up from her ivory-like crystal clear and white body, gradually wearing away her icy muscles and fine bones.

She slowly faded away, dissipated into the world, and her life was about to come to an end.

"Grandma, Master Min, Master Qing, I failed."

"I lost to fate, I lost to Shang Yaoqin."

"Master Min Qing, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill Xuanguang Bridge with my own hands. In the future, I won't be able to help you little brother, little sister has laid a good foundation in martial arts..."

Hua Menghuang looked to the south, smiled brightly, and was extremely nostalgic.

She really, really wants to keep going...

At the last moment, with a thought in Hua Menghuang's mind, the dream sword, the sacred weapon of natal life, shattered and turned into a ball of light, firmly protecting the peace talisman.

In the peace talisman, water dragons, fire phoenixes are lifelike, holding a white sword together.

Although the peace talisman is broken and full of cracks, it still maintains a complete appearance.

And on her body, the last pure white petal dissipated and disappeared from the world.

Hua Menghuang died just like that...