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Chapter 3742 He is Shenwu!

Chapter 3742 He is the divine warrior!

Originally, Su Xuan was planning to advance to the Source Realm and then go to the Immortal Martial City!

He is confident that he will be able to regain his grandfather's martial spirit by then!

So no matter how anxious he was, Su Xuan always suppressed this impulse.

but.

He, Su Tianshen, wants to be the new Martial Ancestor!

Su Xuan knew very well what a big trend it would be once Su Tianshen succeeded.

Naturally, he would no longer be afraid of Su Tianshen at that time, but he was afraid that something might happen to his grandfather's martial spirit.

Su Xuan knew very well how terrifying he would be when he reached the Origin Realm. Even if Su Tianshen refused to give it to him, or even threatened him with his grandfather's martial spirit, he would still have the confidence to take it back.

But once Su Tianshen becomes the new Martial Ancestor and replaces the Martial Ancestor as the new source of martial arts, there will inevitably be changes.

Furthermore, how could he, a descendant of the Martial Ancestor, endure Su Tianshen becoming the new Martial Ancestor?

This is something Su Xuan cannot admit under any circumstances!

If that's the case, then why does he still endure it?

Next, he went to Immortal Martial City to see how Su Tianshen became a new Martial Ancestor under his nose!



Kill the realm of gods and the mortal world.

In a bustling small town.

With misty rain, green bricks and tiles, small bridges and flowing water, it is a small water town that is full of delicacy and beauty.

On the bustling street, a white horse walked leisurely, with a young man lying on it.

Dressed in white and with black hair, he is a suave man. He holds a bottle of wine in his hand and takes a few sips from time to time. His eyes are drunk and his cheeks are rosy.

Everyone around him laughed when he saw it.

"Master Shen, which girl's house are you going to again?"

"If you drink in broad daylight, your father will beat you again."

"You are drunk before you even drink the wine. Don't die on the little girl's belly..."

The young man's status is obviously not low, but he is not afraid of passers-by and can even make fun of him.

However, they are very fond of young people, and some of them even look grateful.

The young man is a child of a wealthy family in this small town. He has been pampered since childhood, but he likes to practice martial arts and loves to hoe the strong and help the weak.

In the past few years, there were several groups of robbers who did all sorts of evil things and sneaked in at night to kill people and plunder money. At that time, the young man was drinking wine. He just got up from the little lady's belly and fought with the robbers for half the night.

The fighting was intense... Anyway, by the time the day came, all the robbers were dead, and the young man was lying in a pool of blood.

So from then on, people in this small town had a good impression of this young man, even though he was not drinking flower wine, or on the way to drinking flower wine, he also liked to tease women from good families...

"Fart, sir, how can I burp seven times in one night?" the young man cursed and left humming a ditty, which immediately caused a roar of laughter in the audience.

Young people don't care either. It's like I'm sober when everyone else is drunk, and I'm drunk when everyone is awake.

"When I take action, I will be invincible. The world is too lonely..." the young man muttered, with strong martial thoughts in his heart.

And this time.

The young man suddenly became excited, his drunken eyes suddenly widened, and he woke up completely.

I saw a man in white standing at the end of the street, his eyes as vast and as deep as the universe were staring at me, with a little admiration in his eyes.

And the strange thing is that for such a magnificent man, the people around him turn a blind eye.

ghost?

The young man looked surprised.

At this moment, the man in white said: "Wu Changsheng, have you learned anything from practicing martial arts through thousands of lives and tribulations?"

boom!

The young man felt as if his brain was exploding, and vast memories were pouring in crazily.

That's...cultivating mortal martial arts for life!

In the vicissitudes of life, the years have passed, and all his life he has only practiced martial arts, and he has only practiced martial arts!

Obsessed with martial arts, loved martial arts, and believed in martial arts!

He is Wu Changsheng!

A disciple of the Shenwu lineage!

The loser who once couldn't even cultivate the divine martial arts was stubborn in cultivating the divine martial arts...

Fortunately, he met the man who changed his destiny.

In the bustling streets.

Wu Changsheng burst into tears at some point.

It turns out that it is not that the world is too lonely, but that life is too short and martial arts is too long to reach the peak.

Wow.

The misty rain was no longer hazy, and a ray of dawn shot down from above.

Su Xuan walked up to Wu Changsheng and put his hand on his forehead: "Do you dare to follow me to Immortal Martial City and teach them what divine martial arts is?"

"I am willing to go with you, and I will not regret it even if I die." Wu Changsheng nodded solemnly, and a dazzling divine flower bloomed between his eyebrows pressed by Su Xuan, turning into the Supreme Divine Martial Seal.

This day.

Wu Changsheng shed his mortal body and transformed into a god of martial arts with just one thought!



Shenwu Hall.

Su Xuan climbed up the steps, and the stone statues of the God of War around him were boiling with his arrival.

They were abandoned and lost their glory.

But now, the incense of the Killing God Realm lasts forever, and the gods and warriors are proud of it.

It's not like Su Xuan didn't do anything these years.

Many mortal spirits with firm wills and excellent dispositions in the mortal world have been selected to come to the Small God Realm to practice martial arts.

Nowadays, a group of divine martial monks have been born in the Little God Realm. However, their cultivation is too short, and their strength and foundation are extremely immature.

However, their martial arts beliefs and character are all top-notch. Given time, they will surely be able to regain their martial glory.

"Shenwu, Shenwu, Shenwu..."

The further up Su Xuan went, the more his divine power and belief became more intense.

Here is dedicated to the ancient martial gods of the Shenwu lineage!

This is a foundation that the Immortal Martial City does not have at all. The traces of divine martial arts in the Immortal Martial City today are of the lineage of the Chaos Martial God.

but.

Those are just Chaos Martial Gods, they are all dominated by Chaos, they are not pure Martial Gods at all!

In Su Xuan's eyes, to put it nicely, he is a branch of the Shenwu lineage; to put it worst, he is a bastard.

in some place.

Su Xuan stopped.

Here are placed the soul-suppressing altar and the Nirvana coffin.

His uncle Wu Lingyun is here.

Opening the coffin, there was a little boy lying in it, sleeping soundly.

As if he heard the noise, the little boy rubbed his eyes and woke up.

Seeing Su Xuan, the little boy suddenly chuckled.

"Chu Yang, uncle wants a hug." The little boy stretched out his arms.

Su Xuan smiled, with admiring eyes, and took him out of the coffin.

He opened the realm of reincarnation, Yun Sheng Bai Emperor and others were resurrected, not to mention Wu Lingyun who still had some heroic spirits?

However, his memory has not been restored. And if it is restored in the future, it will probably be incomplete.

This is because too long has passed since Su Xuan found him, and many of the past and memories have been completely lost.

But what made Su Xuan both happy and sad was that his uncle remembered him alone.

He knew that he was Su Xuan's uncle, and he also knew that he loved this nephew the most, but he himself had the nature of a child.

"Uncle, can I take you to see the sky full of silver trees and blue flowers?" Su Xuan asked softly.

"Can I go out?" Wu Lingyun's eyes lit up, he was concerned about this.

"Yes." Su Xuan responded, because Wu Lingyun was extremely weak after waking up, and the Nirvana Coffin and the Soul-Suppressing Altar were of great effect on Wu Lingyun, so he stayed here, but now he has almost recovered.

.

"Okay, okay, uncle is tired of staying here and can only sleep all day." Wu Lingyun laughed happily, and then he asked curiously: "By the way, where are we going?"

"That's where my uncle and I once dreamed of going back, but couldn't." Su Xuan said softly.

"Then can we go back now?" Wu Lingyun frowned.

"Yes." Su Xuan nodded heavily.

"That's great." Wu Lingyun hugged Su Xuan's neck and smiled happily.

yes.

That's great!

After many vicissitudes of life, the Shenwu Hall will finally shine the glory of Shenwu on the silver trees and blue flowers again.

then.

Su Xuan continued walking up while holding Wu Lingyun who was a little sleepy.

The end of the stairs.

There is the place where the stone statues of the Martial Lords of the past dynasties are placed, and there is a majestic stone statue of the Martial Ancestor at the top.

Martial Ancestor was born in the Hongmeng Chaos Era and was one of the top strong men of that era.

The first-generation martial master of the Shenwu lineage was once a martial artist under the Martial Ancestor.

Later, time changed and the Martial Ancestor fell. The first generation of Martial Lords experienced ups and downs, and finally founded the Shenwu lineage, which blossomed brilliantly in the Age of Gods.

However.

With the twilight of the gods, Shenwu refused to succumb to the immortals and gradually declined.

But what made the Shenwu family sad at that time was that some of the Shenwu led by Su Tianshen switched to the Immortal Clan, abandoning the Shenwu and practicing Immortal Martial Arts!

Since then, Shenwu has been divided into two branches.

The orthodox Shenwu lineage was displaced and gradually declined.

What's ridiculous is that Su Tianshen's lineage slowly reached its peak and became the orthodox martial arts in the eyes of the world!

In the end, the Shenwu lineage completely fell when Su Xuan was Wu Chuyang, and was buried in the Monument of Time...

Su Xuan stood in front of the past Martial Masters, his eyes becoming pale and iron-blooded.

In the past years at the Monument of Time, he had the opportunity to lead Shenwu to rise again.

In that life, he went through hardships and it was difficult to find divine martial arts for two million years, so he had no choice but to practice immortal martial arts in preparation for transforming into divine martial arts.

My uncle once said that as long as he has martial arts in his heart, martial arts will respond to him!

Whatever the immortal martial arts, so does the divine martial arts. Even if he practices immortal martial arts, his heart is full of divine martial arts!

My uncle also said that he is the last hope of the Shenwu lineage!

His name is Wu Chuyang, and he was born with beautiful meanings and expectations.

He has also done it. He is not a martial arts cultivator, but he is still trusted and supported by all martial arts cultivators.

He took the body of an immortal warrior and was reborn from the ashes with divine martial arts!

He did not practice divine martial arts, but divine martial arts flourished because of him!

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Su Tianshen planned every step to bury the Shenwu lineage.

At this moment, Su Xuan still remembered the unyielding roar of the last group of divine warriors.

They spent their lives interpreting what it means to be brave and unyielding!

gradually.

"The gods are immortal, the gods are immortal..." Su Xuan kept muttering to himself, and the surrounding stone statues of gods began to respond to him and roared.

for a long time.

In front of many stone statues of Martial Lords and Martial Ancestors, Su Xuan rarely but resolutely knelt down, bowed three times and knelt down.

He does not kneel to the First God, but to the God of War.

Because he prospered because of Shenwu, and he had this splendid life because of Shenwu!

He was willing to kneel down!

"Disciple Su Xuan, I have been cultivating the divine martial arts for more than 100,000 years in this life. I have never been vigorous and vigorous, nor have I glorified my divine martial arts. However, I have never surrendered to my divine martial arts!"

"My divine martial arts, I admire you with no regrets!"

"In the rest of my life, this disciple is confident that he will be able to regain the heyday of divine martial arts!"

"Of course, Xiao Xiao is in power and wants to seize the martial arts throne!"

Su Xuan raised his head, his eyes became terrifying and sharp.

"Today, this disciple wants to go to the Immortal Martial City and regain the orthodoxy of martial arts."

"If you sages have spirits, please give me strength!"

The words just fell.

boom!

The mighty divine power spread throughout the Little God Realm.

this moment.

All the Martial Gods of the past dynasties have manifested themselves as phantoms of the Martial Gods, turning into streaks of Divine Martial Will, which are constantly integrated into Su Xuan's Divine Martial Seal.

"Immortal God!"

"Immortal God!"

Roars echoed in Su Xuan's mind.

Su Xuan only had the mark of Shenwu left on his forehead, and it slowly spread downwards, forming the most terrifying ancestral mark of Shenwu in the Shenwu lineage.

This is the mark of faith instilled by all Martial Gods!

This also means that from now on...he is Shenwu...

at last.

The stone statue of Martial Ancestor at the top also shed a ray of light, falling on the mark of Su Xuan Shenwu.

The ancestral seal that was originally a little twisted and unable to solidify suddenly took shape.

boom……

The Ancestral Seal of Shenwu...is completely formed!

"Go, my descendant..." The vast Taoist voice that traveled through the past and present sounded.

Su Xuan stood up and bowed deeply again.

"I will definitely live up to my divine power in this life!"

He turned around and walked down the stairs. Behind him, it seemed as if there were thousands of martial gods following his steps, supporting him with unyielding pride and strengthening his magnificent martial power.


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