Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Chapter 607 Let’s call you Guangqiao…

The swallow has gone and comes again.

When the willows wither and become green again.

But smart one, tell me, where has our time gone?

Just inadvertently, hundreds of years flowed by like water, silently, but brought about earth-shaking changes in the world of martial arts.

And this year, the more important thing that happened in the world of martial arts was the death of the mother of the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family - Lord Wan Xuerou!

The entire martial arts world was shocked by this news, and the storm gathered!

From the Xuanshui Snake royal family to the homes of ordinary people, every corner conveys the atmosphere of grief.

The cultivators took to the streets one after another, praying to the sky, and cried to bid farewell to the emperor's nominal "mother".

The area inside and outside Lingku Sea began to become extremely lively, and a busy scene emerged in front of us.

A member of the Xuanshui Snake Tribe who was honored by cultivators began to put on plain black clothes, clean up the Lingku Sea, and hold a grand funeral.

The sky was gloomy, there was no sunshine, and even the mountains and rivers were immersed in deep sorrow.

The entire martial arts world showed a scene of mourning!

"Master Demon Master, my condolences."

"Lord Xuan Xi, my condolences."

"..."

One after another, the great sages and quasi-emperors went to the funeral in person, giving them enough face.

Even Li Jianqiu, the 'Monarch of the Scarlet Sun Demon Kingdom', personally came to pay his respects with his confidants Ji Qingxue and Wei Qin.

Wan Xuerou's funeral was of extremely high dignity, even grander than that of a Holy Lord!

"Mother, woo woo, mother..." In front of the mourning hall, Xuan Xi's eyes were red from crying and she couldn't make a sound.

It is true that her mother, Wan Xuerou, had extremely high demands on her and strictly arranged her path, causing her to suffer a lot of unnecessary hardships even though she was born with a dragon body.

But Xuan Xi never complained about her mother Wan Xuerou. On the contrary, under Wan Xuerou's strict requirements, she really shined brightly, and even once surpassed her peer Bo Nianrou, leading the way.

Without Wan Xuerou, Xuan Xi felt that half of the sky had fallen.

Her pretty face was filled with pain, and she was no longer as lively, enthusiastic, confident and cheerful as before.

The extremely agile little dragon girl seemed to have grown up overnight.

"Senior Cang Yue, this way."

"Dong Ming, Jie Mie."

Opposite Xuan Xi, Xuan Dongming endured his grief and handled matters silently.

Apart from Xuan Xi, among the children of Demon Saint Xuan Jiao and Wan Xuerou, Xuan Dongming is the most outstanding.

Because Xuan Xi is determined to travel to the outer world, Xuan Dongming is regarded as the next generation of the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family, with mature and calm methods of dealing with things.

At this moment, Lingku Sea Territory had already fallen into a sad atmosphere.

However, as Wan Xuerou's Taoist companion and husband, and as Wan Xuerou's closest being, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint was very calm.

In his heart, he was actually very relieved.

Because Wan Xuerou was happy and sad, and she still left without pain and regret.

The sky was overcast and drizzle was falling.

It fell on the palace tiles and made a dripping sound.

There was silence in front of the mourning hall.

"Click——"

Suddenly, a silver electric snake streaked across the gray sky.

A unique footsteps sounded slowly outside the palace, getting closer and closer.

At this moment, the great sages and quasi-emperors suppressed the expectations and excitement in their hearts.

Li Jianqiu tightened his body even more. The black robe on his body was as straight as wood and as stiff as iron.

Close.

Getting closer.

A slender figure holding a white oil-paper umbrella walked in slowly.

He put away his oil-paper umbrella and revealed his extraordinary handsome face.

Create the Emperor!

There was a roar, and one by one the great sages or quasi-emperors were about to kneel down and kowtow, calling the emperor in unison.

But there was a magic power that held them up and made them unable to move.

"Father, Xi'er, Dongming, I'm here to pay homage to my adoptive mother. I hope you can express your condolences and take care of yourself." Emperor Creation said slowly.

He held three strands of sandalwood and worshiped in the mourning hall.

His actions made Xuan Jiao Demon Saint's eyes dim, and Xuan Xi burst into tears...

Given the supreme status of the Creation Emperor, it was hard not to be moved by the fact that he would do such a thing.

"Emperor, you actually came to express your condolences?!"

The nine-tailed crocodile dragon, Taiyin Xujing Weapon Spirit and other overhauls were extremely surprised and could not believe what was happening in front of them.

To be honest, everything Emperor Zun did simply broke their imagination!

afterwards.

As soon as the information about the appearance of the Emperor of Creation in Wanxuerou Lingtang came out, the world was shaken, and no one could not feel the heart trembling because of the Emperor's respect for love and justice.

As a result, the morale of all sentient beings in the martial arts world has once again increased significantly.

The faith and belief generated by all living beings' respect for the Emperor of Creation flows out in a more full way.

The origin of the world of martial arts shows signs of making amends? !

…

The sun sets and night falls.

The bright moon also began to slowly appear, and the sky seemed to be covered with a black cloth, making it difficult to see.

At this time, it was already the third year after Wan Xuerou's funeral.

On this day, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint returned from a banquet and returned to the Lingku Sea.

As soon as he arrived at Xuanjiao Palace, he pushed open the bedroom door and jumped up onto the bed like a carp.

"Xuerou, Xuerou, sober up for me~"

Xuan Jiao Demon Saint was as before, squinting his eyes and calling his wife in a weary manner.

but……

The surroundings were empty, no one responded, and only a hint of cold night wind blew by.

quiet.

Quiet.

Xuan Jiao Demon Saint opened his eyes, with an expression of joy or sadness on his face. Two lines of clear tears flowed unconsciously.

He burst into tears and was speechless.

"Xue Rou, you've already left..."

After a long time, he sighed, as if all his strength had been taken away, he collapsed on the bed, finally feeling a heavy pain in his heart.

In the days that followed, Demon Saint Xuan Jiao cheered up and pinned his emotions on the road, numbing himself.

Under such circumstances, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint made great progress on the road of cultivation.

Soon, he touched the barrier between the Great Sage and the Quasi-Emperor.

The thunder was violent and the cold wind was fierce.

In the Xuanyao Cave, the sky and the earth are one after another, and it is dark and boundless.

At this time, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint is going through a calamity!

At the beginning, he looked around, and even the simplest [Ten Thousand Heavy Water Magical Powers] was used with great power by him.

However, when the calamity of heaven turned into a calamity of love and Wan Xuerou's Taoist charm emerged, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint hesitated.

He didn't want to shoot Wan Xue Judo Yun, but when he woke up, it was already too late!

Although he saved his life, he failed to overcome the catastrophe. His life source was greatly damaged and his lifespan was greatly reduced. Even if all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures were supplemented, it was useless!

"Boom——"

A dull sound of breaking the door sounded.

Xuanjiao Demon Saint left Xuanjiao Cave, returned to reality, and met his two children, Xuan Dongming and Xuan Xi.

But what is surprising is that the body of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint just now is dilapidated, his hair is withered and white, and he looks in a miserable state.

But today's Xuanjiao Demon Saint is wise and powerful, and he has an unparalleled aura that suppresses the world.

He was sitting astride the Motu Qilin Beast, holding a mixed black spear in his hand, and wearing vermilion. He stood in the void, his eyes were cold, and the phantom of Shuize Xingjun enveloped him, releasing a bright light, incomparable majesty!

"Dad, have you succeeded?" Xuan Xi asked.

"Haha." Xuanjiao Demon Saint smiled proudly, then raised his spear and said, "That's natural."

His appearance caused Xuan Xi to breathe a sigh of relief and happily move forward to meet him.

But Xuan Dongming stared hesitantly. Although his expression remained unchanged, he already had all kinds of bad suspicions in his heart.

If everything goes well, then why do we need a bunch of holy weapons to set it off?

As the actual person in charge of the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family, although Xuan Dongming is not as good as Xuan Xi in cultivation, he is far better than Xuan Xi in terms of hard work.

Of course, this is not because Xuan Xi is not as bright as Xuan Dongming, but because of his personal circumstances.

Just when Xuan Dongming was about to find out the truth of the matter, his body suddenly trembled.

He slowly raised his eyes and saw the Black Dragon Demon Saint staring at him coldly, full of warning.

At this moment, Xuan Dongming's heart sank completely, and he thought: "Dad, I'm afraid something has gone terribly wrong. He is deceiving my eldest sister!"

Yes, Xuanjiao Demon Saint concealed his own situation, not wanting his children to worry.

In fact, he has a solution, which is to seek help from Emperor Zun.

But he didn't want to do this, because he wanted to give this kind of kindness to his children such as Xuan Xi and Xuan Dongming.

He should have left.

And when the Xuanshui Snake royal family was at its peak, and when Wan Xuerou passed away, he had no regrets in his heart.

The flying crane chirps and flies leisurely in the sky, showing its graceful posture.

The gentle breeze blows the pine waves on Feihe Mountain.

Just when Xuan Dongming was hesitating to tell Xuan Xi the truth, Xuan Jiao Demon Saint set off and left the Lingku Sea Area.

He is here, traveling around the world of martial arts!

It's just that during this process, he would always cough up blood from time to time, which was very similar to Wan Xuerou's disaster performance.

In a late night with lightning and thunder, the Black Dragon Demon Saint lay quietly in a cave on a certain mountain peak, coughing up blood and feeling extremely uncomfortable.

It was at this moment that a familiar and distant footsteps sounded.

A purple-gold figure emerged, it turned out to be the arrival of the Emperor of Creation!

He stepped forward and quickly supported the Black Dragon Demon Saint.

At this moment, their eyes met, but they understood each other's thoughts.

With a sigh, although the Emperor of Creation did not help the Black Dragon Demon Saint extend his life, he still helped him get rid of the disaster of coughing up blood, just like he had helped Wan Xuerou back then.

Immediately, both parties stepped out of the cave together and walked side by side.

They walked through thunderstorm nights, snowy winters, and sweltering deserts...

But in the end, Emperor Zun of Creation left.

Because the Xuanjiao Demon Saint didn't want the Emperor to see him end in such an extremely dishonorable way.

He also has his own pride!

"Light Bridge, keep walking, keep walking, don't stop for anyone, just keep walking!"

The Xuanjiao Demon Saint stared at the dissipation of the Emperor of Creation and sent his best wishes.

Three days later.

In a large pond, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint saw a wild Xuanshui snake.

This black water snake is transforming into an ice-armored python, but its transformation is incomplete.

The moment he saw this mysterious water snake, the Black Dragon Demon Saint was silent for a long time, and finally burst into laughter.

Because the first time he met the Emperor of Creation, how similar was this scene?

As a result, he no longer hesitated and said to the black water snake:

"Little one, just stay with me."

"It's just that I can't accept you as my adopted son, otherwise it will bring you endless trouble... Haha, in this case, then you can be my adopted son."

"...You don't have a name? It doesn't matter, just call me Xuan Yongcun. One thought will last forever, and one life will last forever. Come on, keep going and let your light shine."

next moment.

The Xuanjiao Demon Saint, who transformed into the image of a green-robed dragon, pointed out a black magical talisman full of mysterious charm, and wanted to give Xuan Yongcun the method of cultivating the magical power of Wanjun Heavy Water.

Ever since.

During the rest of the journey of Demon Saint Xuan Jiao, the Emperor of Creation left and Xuan Yongcun came.

This martial arts adventure lasted ten years.

Their whereabouts have been seen by countless cultivators, but no one can really get close to them.

Such a wonderful sight not only attracted many cultivators to talk about it.

In fact, the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family came many times to look for it, and even Xuan Xi personally went out, but still found nothing.

Once, Xuan Yongcun asked, he wanted to know why the Xuanjiao Demon Saint didn't rush to the majestic Kunlun Snow Mountain, but every time, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint just shook his head and chuckled.

Ten years later.

The Xuanjiao Demon Saint returns to the Lingku Sea.

Xuan Xi was looking at him with red eyes, her eyes swollen from crying.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Xuanjiao Demon Saint hugged his daughter Xuan Xi into his arms without looking at his son Xuan Dongming.

At this moment, the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family all stared at Xuan Yongcun with great curiosity, but the Xuanjiao Demon Saint had no unnecessary explanation and just smiled.

That night.

In the Lingku sea area, the lights are brightly lit and people are drinking happily.

Under the worried eyes of Xuan Xi and others, Xuan Jiao Demon Saint returned to the palace and was served by a group of maids.

At some point, the moonlight shone in front of the window of the Xuanjiao Demon Saint, and the Creation Emperor was standing here, quietly staring at the Xuanjiao Demon Saint.

"Guangqiao, are you here?"

"Haha, or rather, you never left."

At this moment, staring at the cold and cruel Emperor of Creation, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint no longer had the restraints of the past, and he faced him calmly.

Looking at the Emperor of Creation, scenes gradually flashed in the eyes of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, and a revolving door appeared in his mind.

He remembered that nearly a thousand years ago, there had always been a cautious Xuanshui snake in the Lingku Sea...

There is no doubt that this black water snake is an interesting and intelligent overhaul.

"Let me give you a name...from now on you will be called Xuan Guangqiao~"

"Guangqiao, thirty-seven years from now will be the battle for the Ten Thousand Realms, so work hard."

"The state of mind test is important, but it is not particularly important. If you practice well, I will find a way to send you to the Dragon Holy Land."

"What, Guangqiao is actually a destiny existence that rises in response to calamity?!"

"How is it possible that Guangqiao can cross the border and kill a seventh-level saint?"

"Hiss~ This is another kind of enlightenment. Under the leadership of the Holy Lord of Creation, are we really going to win?!"

...It wasn't until he seemed to sense Wan Xuerou's gentle gaze that the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint's revolving door was broken.

But he was still proud of the achievements of his 'adopted son' Xuan Guangqiao, because Guangqiao was the Emperor of Creation, the Emperor of Dreams, a supreme being who shocked the past and the present and was invincible in all realms.

"Daddy!", "Daddy!", "Old Patriarch!"

He was startled by the calls, but the Black Dragon Demon Saint gradually closed his eyes.

Vaguely, he saw his wife Xuerou staring at him with a smile. It was the tenderness that he ignored but was indispensable.

At this point, the Black Dragon Demon Saint collapsed!

Once this information came out, the martial arts world was sad and everyone was silent.

Seven days later, the spirit arose.

Under the shocked gazes of all living beings, the Emperor personally carried the coffin of the Black Dragon Demon Saint and buried him in peace!

At that moment, the minds of all living beings in the martial arts world were violently impacted and extremely confused.

They really couldn't believe that Emperor Zun would do this for the Black Dragon Demon Saint.

Although the mood of all living beings was in chaos, their morale was once again condensed, and their respect for the Emperor of Creation reached a new peak.

Among them, Xuan Xi and Xuan Dongming are the most...