Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Fengxi Sect.

Honghuofeng mainly practiced caves.

Hong Yuan, who was wearing a black Taoist robe and sat cross-legged on the Taoist mat, suddenly turned his fingers.

A blood-red sword light with a dreamy color slowly rose and floated in front of him, making a faint roaring sound.

On this dreamy blood-red sword light, there are traces of many schools.

Dao of Blood, Dao of Sword, and Dao of Dreams!

"Huh~"

Hong Yuan let out a breath of turbid air slowly, he opened his eyes with a flash of joy.

Looking at the strange sword light in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up, quite happy.

"All of a sudden, I finally have an extra conventional dream attack magical power."

This unique sword light was created by Hong Yuan absorbing various experiences of becoming "Ye Gufan" and combining it with his own emperor-level aptitude.

Its name is - Dream Sword!

Its function is to attack, fiercely attack.

Perhaps it is not as powerful as the trump card of "Dreams Come True", but it is very suitable to use it as a conventional dream attack method.

"It's time to test how strong I am in Meng Dao now."

"Dream Dao Divine Ability—Dream Meditation Battle!"

The next moment, this strange sword light dissipated in Hong Yuan's hand.

And Hong Yuan also closed his eyes, instilling his mind and true energy into a dreamlike mysterious talisman in the openings in his body.

After a while.

Hong Yuan's consciousness began to separate and entered a mysterious dream space.

This fantasy space is a huge pentagonal duel field.

Boom! Rumble!

A loud noise shocked the sky, and a Tianhorn Ant Emperor wearing a golden battle armor slowly appeared with Hong Yuan's intention.

This Tianhorned Ant Emperor was the result of Hong Yuan's strength attainments when he turned into a crossing catastrophe at the beginning.

If Hong Yuan can defeat the strength incarnation only by relying on the means of Meng Dao, then it can prove that he is one step closer to the sanctification of Meng Dao!

"loading…"

"Dream path template loaded."

"The strength template has been loaded."

Bursts of old-fashioned mechanical sounds sounded in this mysterious space.

This mechanical sound was added by Hong Yuan for the purpose of data visualization.

Hong Yuan's attitude towards the main body's dream of crossing the catastrophe and becoming holy can be said to be cautious and strict.

When the notification sounded that the strength template had been loaded, Emperor Tianhorn Ant opened his eyes at once, revealing pupils like thunder.

"Let's try 10% of your strength first." Hong Yuan's expression was calm.

The next moment, Emperor Tianhorn Ant took a step forward, and the bones all over his body roared at the same time, as if there was a loud noise like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Its body shape is like a giant bow stretched out, and with the activation of blood all over its body, a huge smoke of blood condenses on its back, transforming into a ferocious real dragon, entwining it.

This is a real dragon of blood and energy, and it is a great means in the flow of human power!

The Tianhorned Ant Emperor walked like a tiger, with the soles of his feet on the ground, his strength was generated, he punched out, and the bloody real dragon neighed.

The void path was immediately blasted out of a dark void passage.

It is extremely terrifying to be able to display the power of a martial saint only in the realm of a warrior!

This golden punch was as mighty as a gale, which directly made Hong Yuan dance wildly, and the pressure increased sharply.

"Hahaha, good time." Hong Yuan laughed loudly.

Before, in the face of such a powerful offensive, he could only use the dream-come-true supernatural power like a killer's mace, and fight to pieces.

But now, thanks to the exploration of the dream way by the sword incarnation, he has made great progress in the dream way attainments, and his strength has also increased a lot.

"Meng Dao supernatural power—Meng Jian!"

Hong Yuan shouted loudly, his head full of black hair and blue silk standing on end, his pupils were as sharp as lightning, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit, shaking the world.

He was fearless in the face of danger, and the dreamy blood-red sword light in front of him pierced through the air towards the golden fist.

Rumble!

The strange sword light actually cut through this golden punch like a real dragon going out to sea in one fell swoop, and broke through this move of the Tianhorned Ant Emperor, and even counterattacked back!

bang bang.

bang bang bang.

The sound of battle shook endlessly.

Finally, Hong Yuan was defeated and died after Emperor Tianhorn Ant used the phantom of the real dragon of Taiyin.

Manpower flow, pass!

After some struggles, Hong Yuan finally figured out how far the main body can reach now based on his attainments in the Dream Dao alone.

It is equivalent to two-fifths of the incarnation of strength at that time!

"Hahaha, you've made great progress."

"Not only that, but the Dao Mark of my Dream Dao has also reached 60,000."

"The sanctification of the dream is not far away!"

Detecting the growth of his own strength, Hong Yuan closed his eyes happily, looking forward to the moment when the Dream Dao became a sage and an immortal calamity.

At that time, no matter how many Great Emperor's marks will be revived at that time, Hong Yuan will have enough confidence to overthrow everything.

Because the various supernatural powers of Meng Dao are too powerful, it is worthy of being the school that can cultivate the most powerful Emperor Dameng Dizun!

...

...

The cold wind blows, the snowflakes fall, and the world is completely white.

On Fengyu Peak of Fengxi Sect, in a large courtyard, Hong Yuan's brother Zhu Wushang walked out slowly.

Zhu Wushang looked up at the bright and bright moon in the sky, and then looked down at his rotten and thin arms, a feeling of embarrassment that the years are not forgiving suddenly aroused in his heart.

"Have I already entered the twilight years of my life..."

"Time flies, so fast."

Zhu Wu felt sad, and his eyes were sad.

Maybe it's because there are usually a group of people around him, so he doesn't feel that he is old, and he still thinks that he is as young and prosperous as Hong Yuan.

But when he was alone, he felt very clearly that the current him might not live long.

"Father."

A hasty shout sounded from behind Zhu Wushang.

A man who was almost the same model as Zhu Wushang, but younger and more vigorous walked past.

This is Zhu Wushang's fifth son, Zhu Xuanwu!

Zhu Wushang heard the words and turned to wait and see.

Looking at the face of the fifth son Zhu Xuanwu, he felt a little sad for a moment.

"Father, what's the matter?" Zhu Xuanwu asked gently as he put a padded coat on Zhu Wushang.

Zhu Wushang's old face tugged lightly, and smiled: "It's nothing. Fifth, I keep you by my side, not letting go like the boss and the second. Have you ever resented me?"

"No, no. My son knows his own abilities, and his aptitude is blunt, and he is no match for the eldest brother and the others." Zhu Xuanwu said with a sincere tone.

Zhu Wushang smiled, without saying anything, turned around and went back to the courtyard.

With the support of Hong Yuan as a backer, Zhu Wushang's family expanded rapidly in Fengxi Sect.

Among them, his nine sons each showed their prowess, and they were faintly called Zhu's Nine Dragons by the troublemakers.

As for Zhu Xuanwu, he was the child Zhu Wushang couldn't worry about the most.

Because of Zhu Xuanwu, he is too much like Zhu Wushang.

Whether it's aptitude, temperament, or even the path of a craftsman, it's almost replicated!

"Squeak."

Zhu Wushang closed the door, took off his robe, lay quietly on the bed, and began to think.

He is thinking about his funeral.

He didn't think about his family immediately, but Lin Yiru, Mo Yue'er and Hong Yuan.

Thinking about it, the corner of his mouth inadvertently revealed a gratifying smile:

"With Ah Yuan taking care of them, Yiru and Yue'er don't need me to worry about them for the rest of their lives."

Because his master Lin Daoyan lived too long, he could not give timely feedback on the cultivation of the younger generation.

To some extent, he, Zhu Wushang, is more like the "parent" of Honghuofeng's lineage.

He watched Lin Yiru grow from a toddler to self-reliance. Watching Hong Yuan transform from an ignorant cultivation disciple to the all-powerful true biography of the Nine Great Phoenix Streams. Watching Mo Yueer babble, until she is slim...

After a long time, Zhu Wushang slowly pulled back his thoughts and focused on his family.

He predicted the temperament and future development of the nine sons. In the end, he was still worried about the fifth son, Zhu Xuanwu.

"Hey, Xuanwu class me, if no one supports him, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the rest of his life."

"Let's go find Ah Yuan, I hope that Ah Yuan can allow Xuanwu to be the owner of the 'Jialiu Workshop'..."

Zhu Wushang sighed helplessly, covered his face with his hands, suddenly felt ashamed in his heart.

The Jialiu workshop has left many memories of him, and it is also the place where Hong Yuan made weapons when he was young.

If Hong Yuan agreed to allow Zhu Xuanwu to be the owner of the Jialiu Workshop, then no matter how downcast Zhu Xuanwu was in the future, he would not be so downcast.

Because of Hong Yuan, he already had an impression of Zhu Xuanwu and affirmed it.

In this way, others would definitely not dare to underestimate Zhu Xuanwu!

...

a week later.

Fengxi Restaurant.

Zhu Wushang and Zhu Xuanwu lived on the top floor, waiting for Hong Yuan's arrival.

In front of them, there are many delicacies, and there are many maids waiting for them.

The specifications are extremely high, and it can be called the full banquet of the Wujie version.

"Father, what am I going to tell Uncle Hong later?" Zhu Xuanwu looked slightly embarrassed.

Although he is quite old, but he is out of touch with the world, not at all as sophisticated as his other eight brothers.

"You?" Zhu Wushang stroked his gray beard, shook his head and chuckled, "You don't have to be so reserved, you just stay on the sidelines."

And Hong Yuan, whom they were thinking about, was pacing out of the main hall of Honghuo Peak at this moment.

Outside the main hall.

It was snowing and the weather was cold.

Hong Yuan put on the Xuanhei Taoist robe, thinking in his heart:

"Brother asked me to have a drink? It seems that something is going to happen."

this moment.

Hong Yuan frantically recalled all kinds of information reported to him by his subordinates, but he rejected them in several directions.

So, he didn't think too much about it.

Anyway, the main body has been practicing in the cave all the time, and now the person who goes out to attend the appointment is nothing but the incarnation of the water channel made by the product of the assembly line.

"Go and rest."

The true energy in Hong Yuan's body circulated, and in an instant, he turned into a mist-like Gu worm, his figure dissipated, and he rushed down the mountain.

hum.

buzz buzz.

In just two breaths, there was a strange buzzing sound in the top pavilion of Fengxi Restaurant.

When Zhu Wushang and his son heard the sound, joy appeared on their faces.

A cloud of azure water mist emerged out of thin air, and then a group of Gu worms emerged, transforming into a blue light curtain.

A figure gradually emerged from the blue light curtain.

Black Taoist robe, accompanied by Gu insects, with a warm smile.

The person who came was Hong Yuan!

"A Yuan."

"Uncle Yuan."

"Brother, Xuan Wu."

The three of them nodded to each other, waiting for Hong Yuan to respond. His senior brother Zhu Wushang strode over and dragged him to the table.

Hong Yuan knew in his heart that the senior brother was looking for him for a drink, maybe there was something important to discuss.

However, he did not resist. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who can talk to him.

And senior brother Zhu Wushang is one of them.

"Come, come, eat." Zhu Wushang warmly entertained.

"Senior brother, you don't need to be like this, Xuan Wu, come here." Hong Yuan hurriedly stopped Zhu Wushang, and signaled Zhu Xuan Wu with his eyes.

It's not good to ask the senior to serve him food.

At the banquet, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Only after a while, Hong Yuan noticed something strange.

Because in the past senior brother Zhu Wushang used to drink heavily and eat meat, but now he only took a few mouthfuls and could no longer eat.

Brother, he used to like to do things, but now because of the changes in his body, he has to stop!

At this moment, Hong Yuan woke up suddenly, and took a serious look at the appearance of senior brother Zhu Wushang.

The skin is loose, the hair is white, and he is very old, and his body exudes a bit of decay. Since it is about to die, the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up!

And he observed himself again, he was young and vigorous, he was in the prime of life, and he still had infinite possibilities like the rising sun.

After a comparison, in an instant, a sense of the passing of time washed over Hong Yuan's heart.

"Brother has entered the twilight years of his life, and his life is not long..."

Suddenly, Hong Yuan recalled the first scene when he met Zhu Wushang.

At that time Zhu Wushang was a strong man like a black tower, no different from his son Zhu Xuanwu.

But the current Zhu Wushang, like an old man with a candle in the wind, will disappear from the world at any time.

[Time Dao +100]

[Time Dao +100]

【…】

The activation of Hong Yuan's Emperor-level aptitude and talent further deepened his attainments in Time Dao.

Soon, Hong Yuan regained his composure.

He raised his wine glass and signaled to Zhu Wushang seriously.

"Brother, let me toast you with a glass of wine. If you need me for something important, just ask."

When he was young, Zhu Wushang was indeed very kind to him.

Hong Yuan is still willing to repay this kindness within the scope of his ability.

Hearing this, Zhu Wushang raised his wine glass tremblingly, and nodded to Hong Yuan:

"I would also like to thank you a lot. If you weren't there, Ah Yuan, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the master will have to die in regret."

The two sipped it all together.

In the end, Zhu Wushang called Xuan Wu to him, with a bit ashamed expression on his face.

"Xuan Wu is the most like me, and you watched him grow up."

Hearing his senior brother's words, Hong Yuan couldn't help but nod his head.

Indeed, Zhu Xuanwu not only looks exactly the same as his senior brother, but also has the same temperament and cultivation path.

"I'm afraid I won't live long. I can rest assured that Yiru and Yue'er are under your care."

"It's just Xuan Wu, I'm the most worried about it."

"I want to ask for a job for him. Can you let him be the owner of the 'Jialiu Workshop'..."

Zhu Wushang's tone was a bit humble.

He is an upright man with a strong temperament, and he rarely seeks anything from others, let alone from his junior brother.

Hong Yuan naturally also knew his senior brother's disposition, he immediately helped Zhu Wushang up, and solemnly said:

"Brother, you were the one who protected me before, but now it's me who protects you."

"It is naturally possible to let Xuan Wu be the owner of the Jialiu workshop, but the job of the owner is a bit hard. It is better to let Xuan Wu go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It will be easier and more rewarding."

Zhu Xuanwu who was on the side couldn't help but feel happy when he heard the words.

At this moment Zhu Wushang was still silent in what Hong Yuan said, "You used to protect me, now I will protect you".

Suddenly, he laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, okay. Ah Yuan, I am so lucky to meet you. Let Xuan Wu be the owner of the workshop. The water is too deep for him to grasp."

Hong Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled softly: "Yeah, I listen to my brother."

It's just a small job position, it's hard to get into his eyes.

This kind of matter, in the past, would not be handled by him, and it would be done by his subordinates.

But since senior brother Zhu Wushang personally entrusted him, then he, Hong Yuan, would also take care of him and order his subordinates to treat Zhu Xuanwu well.

...

Something happened here.

When Hong Yuan saw Zhu Wushang again, Zhu Wushang, who had settled the affairs behind him, became much more silent.

He no longer cares about the world.

The whole day is not to stay in Yingxian Fudi, or to stop at the Baishuang Stone House, or occasionally arrive at the Jialiu Workshop to reminisce about the past.

His way of acting is also more and more like the deceased master Lin Daoyan.

Hong Yuan also followed silently, but every time Hong Yuan showed up, Zhu Wushang would drive Hong Yuan away with a stern face.

Zhu Wushang didn't want to show a weak look in front of Hong Yuan anymore.

"That's all, that's all."

Hong Yuan looked at the large and small figures in front of him, and sighed softly.

The older one is Zhu Xuanwu. The youngest is senior brother Zhu Wushang.

In fact, Hong Yuan wanted to tell Zhu Wushang that Hong Yuan had already become a martial saint.

Because becoming a martial sage is Zhu Wushang's lifelong wish in martial arts, and it is the supreme pursuit of Honghuofeng's lineage all along.

It's just that Hong Yuan couldn't say it all the time.

Exposing the identity of Wu Sheng means that he is digging his own grave and leaving trouble for himself!

And he, Hong Yuan, is an outright selfish person, he can't say such a thing openly at all!

However, Zhu Wushang opposed him, Hong Yuan, to prolong his life.

If Zhu Wushang is willing, Hong Yuan is sure to let Zhu Wushang see the moment when Hong Yuan can show his cultivation as a martial sage.

...

three months later.

late at night.

Storms, lightning and thunder.

As thin as a stick, the dying Zhu Wushang lay down on the bed.

In the room, Zhu Wushang's nine sons all looked extremely sad, and there was even a large group of female relatives holding their children and crying.

"Tread..."

There was a sound of anxious footsteps.

It turned out that Hong Yuan came here with Lin Yiru and Mo Yueer.

Zhu Wushang's juniors hastily made room for Hong Yuan and the others.

"Brother..."

"Brother Wushang!"

"Uncle Three!"

Zhu Wushang, who had lost his appearance, smiled, raised his thin hand tremblingly, and wiped away the tears from the faces of Lin Yiru and Mo Yueer.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Who, who can not die?"

"I'm just following the footsteps of the master, the master, you don't have to cry for me."

"I'm already eight or eighty-four years old this year. This is a joyous funeral..."

Zhu Wu was so angry that he said weakly.

last.

Zhu Wushang held Hong Yuan's wrist tightly with his thin five fingers.

One side is withered and shriveled, and the other side is white jade and moist.

The palms of the two different life forces are intertwined together, forming a powerful impact.

Zhu Wushang was about to die, but Hong Yuan was as young as ever——

On the sickbed, Zhu Wushang's voice trembled: "Ah Yuan, I want, I want martial arts, the way of martial arts is prosperous..."

After finishing his words with difficulty, he just closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The flame of life on his body dissipated, and he passed away suddenly.

Hong Yuan's senior brother, Zhu Wushang, has fallen——

"Daddy", "Grandpa", "Third Uncle"

Everyone wept uncontrollably.

But at this moment, Hong Yuan just stood there in a daze with a dazed expression.

In his mind, the picture of getting along with Zhu Wushang suddenly flashed.

First meeting:

"Hey, you two are the new disciples of the master. I am your third senior brother, Zhu Wushang."

First refiner:

"Junior Brother Hong, come with me, I will teach you how to forge a blank, and how to become a first-order foundry as quickly as possible."

"Ah Yuan, don't think too much, your first shot is already amazing."

"Ah Yuan, good job."

First monthly salary:

"Your monthly salary this month is 20 yuan stones. I have already put them in the storage bag. I hope you can think about your life."

First heart-to-heart:

"Master and brothers have high hopes for me, but I have only mediocre aptitude. I have not been able to become the true heir of the Nine Great Phoenix Streams, nor have I been able to protect the blessed land of the Eagle Immortal."

"If it wasn't for my incompetence, Jiuyou and Xiaoge wouldn't need to send sects abroad."

"Jiuyou won't be killed, ahhh..."

...

Zhu Wushang's various voices and appearances in the past quickly flashed through Hong Yuan's mind.

Hong Yuan closed his eyes in pain.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

"I want martial arts to prosper? I want martial arts to prosper!"

"Brother, I will go on, I will go on forever!!!"