Just inadvertently, hundreds of years flowed by casually like water, silently, but it 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, prayed 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 before our eyes.
A member of the Xuanshui Snake Tribe who was honored by cultivators began to put on plain black clothes, clean up the Lingdry 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, showing their dignity.
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 and was even grander than that of a Holy Lord!
"Mother, wuwuwu, 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 collapsed.
Her pretty face was filled with pain, and she no longer had the liveliness, enthusiasm, confidence and cheerfulness of the past.
The extremely agile little dragon girl seemed to have grown up overnight.
"Senior Cang Yue, this way."
"Dong Ming, Jie Mie."
Opposite to Xuan Xi, Xuan Dongming endured his grief and handled matters silently.
Apart from Xuan Xi, among the sons and daughters of Demon Saint Xuan Jiao and Wan Xuerou, Xuan Dongming is the most outstanding.
Since Xuan Xi aspires to journey to the outer world, Xuan Dongming is regarded as the next generation leader of the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family, with mature and calm methods of doing things.
At this moment, Lingku Sea Territory has 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 is 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 sound of 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 slowly in.
He put away the 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 for the emperor to be honored.
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 caused Xuan Jiao Demon Saint's eyes to dim, and Xuan Xi burst into tears...
Given the supreme status of the Emperor of Creation, 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 couldn't 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 Emperor of Creation's appearance in Wanxuerou Lingtang came out, the world was shaken, and no one could not feel their hearts trembling because of the Emperor's respect for love and justice.
As a result, the morale of all living 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 begins to creep up.
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 saw a carp rolling and leaping onto the bed.
"Xuerou, Xuerou, sober up for me~"
The Demon Saint Xuan Jiao squinted his eyes and called his wife in a weary manner as before.
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 on his face that was either happy or sad. Two lines of clear tears flowed unknowingly.
He shed 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 great road, numbing himself.
Under such circumstances, the Black Dragon Demon Sage made great progress on the road of spiritual practice.
Soon, he touched the barrier between the Great Sage and the Quasi-Emperor.
The thunder is violent and the cold wind is 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 Jun Heavy Water Magical Power] was used by him with great power.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, when the heavenly tribulation turned into a love tribulation 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 the supplements of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures were 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 in a dilapidated state, 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 shrouded him, releasing a bright light, incomparable majesty!
"Dad, have you succeeded?" Xuan Xi asked.
"Haha." The 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 Dong, 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, Demon Saint Xuanjiao hid 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 hesitant 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.
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 appeared, 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 Creation Emperor 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 thunderstorms, snowy winters, and sweltering deserts...
But in the end, the Emperor of Creation left.
Because the Xuanjiao Demon Saint did not 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 guy, 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. A thought will last forever, and a lifetime will last forever. Come on, keep going and let your light shine."
next moment.
Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, who transformed into the image of a green-robed dragon, pointed out a black magical talisman full of mysterious charms, and wanted to give Xuan Yongcun the method of cultivating the magical power of Wanjun Heavy Water.
Ever since.
During the remaining 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 attracts many cultivators to talk about it.
Even the Xuanshui Snake Royal Family came many times to look for it, and even Xuan Xi personally went out to find it, but still found nothing.
Once, Xuan Yongcun asked, he wanted to know why Demon Saint Xuan Jiao didn't rush to the majestic Kunlun Snow Mountain, but every time, Demon Saint Xuan Jiao just shook his head and chuckled.
Ten years later.
The Black Dragon 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 Lingdong 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 allowed himself to be served by a group of maids.
I don't know when, the moonlight shone in front of the window of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, and the Emperor of Creation was standing here, quietly staring at the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint.
"Guangqiao, are you here?"
"Haha, or rather, you never left."
At this moment, staring at the cold and tyrannical 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 Black Dragon 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 mysterious water snake is an interesting and intelligent Daxiu.
"Let me give you a name... you will be called Xuanguang Bridge from now on~"
"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 Light Bridge 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 existence that shocked the past and the present, and was invincible in all realms.
"Daddy!", "Daddy!", "Old Patriarch!"
I 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 rises.
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 hearts and 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 united, and their respect for the Emperor of Creation reached a new peak.
Among them, Xuan Xi and Xuan Dongming are the most...