Chapter 1412: The Final Chapter: There is an extra 3,000-year-old heir
Chapter 1412 Finale: A three-thousand-year-old heir is born
Author: Chen Dong
Chapter 1412 Finale: A three-thousand-year-old heir is born
In the past, Wang Xuan waited for a period of time for the myth of his mother universe to be extinguished before he set off on his journey. Calculating carefully, from the time he set foot in the old center of the last era, to the extraordinary migration, and until it was frozen, it took a total of 1,309 years, which was shorter than what others have experienced.
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However, he has been active in the Age of Eternal Silence for thousands of years, wandering alone in the dark deep space without a mythical destiny, and crossing countless universes.
"The time and space sea and the pure land of the floating boat are in chaos... Da Lang drank the medicine, and I transformed into Wu Erlang. It was such a green time. Where has the time gone? It flies by and it is another era." Wang Xuan had some feelings.
At that time, he had been in the Extraordinary Center for more than 4 years. He entered the intersection of time and space from Pingtian Academy, met his nephew named Wutian, and entered the secret place by mistake. They met Ruonan, Bai Hong, Jin Yao, etc. in Fuzhou Pure Land.
, and then went to loot the backyard of Zhensheng.
At that time, both Wang Xuan and Wu Tian, as well as the people of Fuzhou Pure Land, had gained a lot. They agreed to dig through the secret realm and collect herbs 3000 years later.
In the blink of an eye, the new era has passed 1695.
"Uncle Six, help!" Wang Dao called for help, his voice trembling.
Wang Xuan did not go, nor did he think that Wang Dao would be in danger after attending the appointment. However, his nephew frantically called him in his heart.
As a true king, he would naturally react instantly. He frowned slightly, already aware of what was going on, and disappeared out of thin air.
In a flash of thought, Wang Xuan came to the pure land of floating boats in the sea of chaotic time and space.
"Uncle Six, I...have a descendant!" Wang Dao said with a bitter face, feeling hard to understand. He hadn't been here for three thousand years, but he had a big son as soon as he arrived.
No wonder he was a little hesitant when he called Wang Xuan to attend the appointment. As a stranger, he also had some inexplicable feelings about what happened when he was in a coma.
The person in front of him was a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His name was Wang Sidao. It was obvious that everyone in Fuzhou Pure Land already knew Wu Tian's identity and real name.
Needless to say, his appearance is very similar to that of Wang Dao, and the young man is not as lazy as lying down. He is very energetic and full of energy. He is serving tea to his father.
Wang Dao estimated that this must be his son, with a calling from his bloodline. However, after attending the appointment 3000 years later, he had such an older son, which made him a little confused.
Back then, he drank a soothing soup, and even tasted the brains of some kind of underworld creature, as well as the golden lotus on the rotten bones. He passed out, and something happened next.
The true king is here, and all the past can be seen to the end at a glance. Wang Xuan understands the truth. The handsome young man in front of him is the child of Wang Dao and Ruonan, there is no mistake.
Ruonan is next to her, still as before, with short hair that is close to her ears, clean and fresh, pretty and slightly heroic. They are very closed here, and they are fleeing here, and they are almost cut off from the outside world. It is difficult for new blood to join the tribe. She used to be very friendly to Wu
God had a good impression, so there was a period of intersection between them.
As for Wang Xuan himself, he didn't have those messy things. He didn't drink the soothing soup. Although he was unconscious, his own extraordinary factors were transpiring like thunder and fire refining his body.
The long-haired beauty Jin Yao looked at him and sighed lightly, showing a little regret.
"Sixth uncle!" Wang Sidao stepped forward and saluted seriously.
"Get up." Wang Xuan grabbed him. His seniority had soared, which made him uncomfortable. He was only more than two hundred years older than Wang Sidao, and as a result, he was already a grandfather.
Soon, he figured out some of the situation. When Wang Zesheng and his wife supervised their eldest grandson Wang Dao to practice martial arts a few years ago, they traced his past and felt something in his heart. When he came here in person, he would have recognized his relatives a long time ago.
If Wang Dao doesn't come today, he will definitely be beaten by Lao Wang and his wife.
"I..." Wang Dao's face stiffened and his smile was unnatural. He wanted to say that he was really unprepared, but after understanding it clearly, what else could he say?
"Good boy!" He hugged his son and held Ruonan's hand. His mood also changed, and his calm state of mind was severely damaged.
"We have to work hard and rise up. If we continue like this, we will really become a puddle of mud." He reflected on himself, and then pulled Wang Xuan, insisting that he go and loot the Zhensheng's backyard again, and for the Fuzhou Pure Land lineage
Ancestors who have disappeared seek an explanation.
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"The thief is making trouble again. Is it true that he has taken the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage? In the last century, some people were reckless, and this time someone dared to enter the more important Garden of Creation."
"Last time it was probably the remnant soul of the True Saint who chopped it open with an axe."
"This time someone was trying to grab someone openly. We blocked them and they didn't run away, but we are no match!"
The so-called true saint's backyard and those gardens of creation all belong to the old rival of ancient and modern times - the magician. Wang Xuan knew this in the last century.
Now, the magician's close disciple, Zhao Hui, has come in person. He has become a strange person. Back then, he had gone toe-to-toe with Wang Xuan, but now that he arrived, he was immediately shocked when he saw Wang Dao.
"Elder brother, something happened, come quickly!" He quickly called for reinforcements.
This time, not only the chief disciple of the Taoist lineage came day and night, but then the magician's true form was alerted and he came here in person.
The magician's expression changed on the spot. Not only did he see Wang Dao and others, he also saw Wang Xuan strolling out from the deepest part of the secret garden.
"He..." Chaohui, who had once targeted Wang Xuan, suddenly became numb. Naturally, he already knew that this "old friend" was already the new saint.
However, what he didn't expect was that his master actually walked over, his posture was too low, and whispered: "I have seen the true king."
The magician was very powerful. He once followed the Old Saint on an expedition. When he was on the other side, Wang Xuan weighed the ancestors. The magician was also present and was given a special beating. How could he not know the terror of the person in front of him?
The magician also has people who are close to him in the old saint, and he later learned that the mysterious true king of Source No. 1 is Wang Xuan!
In fact, since more than five hundred years ago, after surrendering the true insect-shaped queen, Wang Xuan has not deliberately concealed the words of Heitian and King Yu, because when the six sources merged into one, he would be exposed, and it would not take long for him to hide it.
Far away.
Therefore, many people know that he is the true king.
"True King?!" Zhao Hui was shocked and trembling. How could his opponent of that year reach such a height in just one era? His master was in awe, and he was trembling all over, feeling terrified in his heart.
Wang Sidao was shocked. His newly recognized sixth uncle was much scarier than Wang Zesheng, the great master of Lu Po. He was stunned!
The people in the floating boat pure land, as well as the extraordinary people in the magician's dojo, were all dumbfounded at this moment, like clay and wood sculptures, with huge waves in their hearts.
"Greetings to the true king!" The chief disciple of the magician woke up day and night. Suddenly, many people kowtowed.
Wang Xuan glanced at Chao Hui, making him almost faint and frightened to the extreme.
"Fell from the vortex of time, the reincarnation of an ancient sage?" Wang Xuan looked at him. This was a rumor he had heard in the past, but now he found it was fake. It was just a natural affinity with the law of time. It was the people from the magician's dojo who were building momentum for him.
Then, he ignored Zhaohui, but looked at the magician and said, "Are you the true saint ancestor who killed those people in Fuzhou Pure Land?"
The magician was anxious and quickly explained, "No, there are others. Compared with the old saints, they can be called the new saints, but they have already died on the must-kill list. I just took over this place later."
He quickly informed that it was a small alliance of saints. There were countless people who were active more than ten centuries ago, but now they are gone.
Wang Xuan took a quick look and saw that as time went by, going back more than ten centuries, it had nothing to do with the magician.
Not long after, he returned to the old medicine garden, where he had learned the Scarecrow Sword Scripture. Unfortunately, even the True King shook his head after thinking about it.
Except for one of the ancestors of Fuzhou Pure Land, almost none of them left any mark or trace. They died completely, and Wang Xuan could not rewrite anything.
He waved his hand and said nothing more to the magicians. Over the years, the dojo had tried its best to resolve old grudges with Gujin. Guban had already said hello to Wang Xuan, so there was no need to argue with him anymore.
Wang Xuan returned to Fuzhou Pure Land, and finally resurrected the ax-wielding young true saint who still had obsessions and a glimmer of hope. This man was "connected" to the Fuzhou Pure Land lineage.
This true saint is very tough. Back then in the Transcendent Light Sea, he even carried a big ax and chased after the missing mobile phone and chopped it up endlessly.
Wang Xuan left some of the black "drug residue" and some scriptures, thanked Jin Yao, Bai Hong, and Ruonan, and left.
The medicinal wine he brewed back then was given to his great-nephew Wang Sidao. It accumulated for an era and was "mature" enough.
As time goes by, 305 years have passed, and it has been two thousand years since the beginning of the New Era. In the last era, such similar nodes and extraordinary sources have migrated.
Wang Xuan calmly looked down at the entire mythical world. He didn't care whether the extraordinary changes were delayed or came ahead of schedule. He calmly waited for the six sources to finally unify.
"That turtle was really lazy. I guess I missed it again, right?" Wang Xuan thought of the strange turtle he saw in the old central universe during the Eternal Silence of the last century. It hasn't come yet, so he probably overslept again.
However, the journey this time is indeed too far. Even if the turtle tries his best to run for 2000 years, he still can't get here.
Thinking of the turtle, Wang Xuan came to the foreign sea the next moment. He had fished here before and got five sets of causal fishing rods. He also met some acquaintances.
He has naturally walked around with them over the years, and the number of times has not been too small. He became a real queen and truly enjoyed great freedom.
If he can remain so calm, Wang Xuan has no objection, but if the six extraordinary sources merge into one and various variables occur, then he will really have to pick up the sword and bathe in blood and fire again.
"In the last era, Lu was unable to discover the secret realm in the foreign sea, where the Jue Yiren was dormant and recuperating. In this era, the latter took refuge in the 6-break Mighty Hun Tian from Source No. 2. The foreign sea is still there, and the Jue Yiren was
I killed him. I think back in those days, Lu Buwei and I were so weak that we almost died in the hands of strangers."
When he thought of those people, Wang Xuan looked up and found Lu Wenfa deep in the foreign sea. This was his half disciple, who had been in retreat here all year round.
In the new era, he also met Lu Bubu several times and gave him some scriptures and great medicine.
"No way, come over and have a drink." Wang Xuan called.
"Master Wang!" Now Lu Weneng has stepped into the transcendent realm. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a sacred path of light spreading across time and space.
Then, Wang Xuan called out again: "Xuan Tian, Jin Yu, and Hei He, come over and have a gathering."
"Here we come!" After the three people saw that the golden avenue was paved to their retreat, they all set off one after another. They were not restrained or pretentious, just as their personalities dictated.
In the last century, Xuantian, the snow-white tortoise, and Jin Yu, the descendant of the golden-winged roc, had a fake fight with Wang Xuan in a foreign sea, and then drank and talked happily.
Of course, Zhuo Yanran, the person who caused their acquaintance, was also invited and rushed over.
Not only that, her best friend Jing Qi also came with her, as well as their best friend Ye Lin.
In fact, they all point to the same source - True Saint Li Lin, they are all clones she killed in the past, and there were signs pointing to all this back then.
It's just that Zhuo Yanran is more special, a new attempt by Li Lin. She has been fostered in Zhuo's family since she was a child. She didn't have a close connection with her main body at first. She didn't know her true nature until she grew up. Therefore, she and Jing Jingqi became dark best friends, and they interacted with each other.
Targeted, contested for many years.
Now Jing Jingqi, Zhuo Yanran, Ye Lin and Wang Xuan are actually very familiar with each other, because they have all returned to Li Linzhen, but now it is just Li Lin who came to the moon as a clone after knowing about it.
It's still the same island, with a group of people drinking. In the last century, they had lamented: I wonder if we can still have this scene in the next century?
Now that they are together, they have begun to look towards the next era.
The moonlight is hazy, Jing Jingqi, Zhuo Yanran, and Ye Lin are slightly drunk, dancing under the moonlight, very graceful.
Lu was not a cultivator. He was thinking about a certain practice issue while drinking, and his mind wandered, and he suddenly had an epiphany.
Xuantian, Jin Yu, and Heihe drank too much, staggering around on the island holding wine bottles, paying respects to the next era, looking forward to the future, and longing for the fusion of the six extraordinary sources.
Wang Xuan sat quietly, looking through the deep sky and staring at the future. It was so hazy and blurry that even a true king like him couldn't see through it.
"In the new era, the footsteps chasing the 'Superman' did not appear. After so many years, where has it gone? It is not chasing the ancestors." He said to himself.
"Little friend, you are here again. Can my true body be saved?" The island is actually the transformation of a stone turtle. It belongs to the remains of the old turtle that slept soundly in the old center. It once helped Wang Yusheng.
, the "old body" here should have extinguished the last ray of light of the soul, but never thought that it would still remain and revive.
"Wait, your true body is fine and will appear in the next era." Wang Xuan said.
When Shi Gui learned the true situation, he almost rolled up his arms and sleeves and went to find his real body to settle the score. He was so lazy. He had delayed two epochs in a row and still slept without learning a lesson!
Time flies, and another three thousand years have passed. The new era has lasted for five thousand years, which is beyond everyone's expectations, but certain signs have begun to appear.
For example, the waves of extraordinary light waves are slightly violent, and the source occasionally shakes.
"When the six extraordinary sources are united, will it be the dazzling grand scene, or the boundless sea of fire, and the sword energy that will cause chaos in the sky and the earth?" Wang Xuan sat in meditation, and his Taoism became more and more unpredictable.
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