Chapter 1412: The Final Chapter: There Is an Extra 3,000-Year-Old Heir

In the past, Wang Xuan waited for a period of time after the myth of the mother universe was extinguished before setting out on the road. Calculating carefully, it took him 1309 years since he set foot in the old center of the last century, then to the extraordinary migration, until he was frozen, which was shorter than others.

However, he has been active for thousands of years in the age of eternity, wandering alone in the dark deep space without a mythical fate, and crossing countless universes.

"The sea of ​​time and space and the pure land of floating boats... Dalang drank the medicine, and I was transformed into Wu Erlang at that time. It was really a period of youth. Where did the time go? It's another era." Wang Xuan was a little touched.

At that time, he came to the Extraordinary Center for more than 4 years, entered the time-space interlaced place from Pingtian Academy, met his nephew who was aliased as Wutian, and strayed into the secret place. They got acquainted with Ruonan, Bai Hong, Jin Yao, etc. in the pure land of floating boats, and then went to copy the backyard of the true saint.

At that time, whether it was Wang Xuan, Wu Tian, ​​or the people in the pure land of Fuzhou, they all gained a lot. After dating for 3,000 years, they went to dig through the secret realm and continue to collect herbs.

In the blink of an eye, the new era has passed 1695 years.

"Uncle Six, help!" Wang Dao called for help, his voice trembling.

Wang Xuan did not go, nor did he feel that Wang Dao would be in danger after attending the appointment, but his nephew called him frantically in his heart.

As a real king, he would naturally feel a sudden reaction, he frowned slightly, already aware of what was going on, and disappeared out of thin air.

As soon as Wang Xuan thought, he came to the pure land on the floating boat in the sea of ​​chaotic time and space.

"Sixth Uncle, I...have offspring!" Wang Dao had a bitter face, his heart was hard to understand, he hadn't been here for three thousand years, and he had a big child the moment he arrived.

It's no wonder that when he called Wang Xuan to the appointment, he was a little awkward. As a stranger, he also had some inexplicable feelings, and he was vaguely aware of what happened when he was in a coma.

The person in front of him is a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, named Wang Sidao. It is obvious that even Fuzhou Pure Land already knows Wutian's identity and real name.

Needless to say, the appearance is very similar to the king's way, and the young man is not as lazy as lying flat, he is very energetic and radiant, serving tea to his father.

Wang Dao reckoned that this must be his own son, who was called by blood. However, after 3000 years, when he went to the appointment, he had such a big son, which made him a little confused.

Back then, he drank calming soup, and he even tasted the brains of some kind of underworld creature, as well as the golden lotus on the rotten bones. He passed out, and some things happened after that.

The real king is here, 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 was right next to her, still the same as before, with short hair around her ears, clean and refreshing, beautiful and slightly heroic. They are very closed here, fleeing here, almost cut off contact with the outside world, it is difficult for the ethnic group to have new blood to join, she had a good impression of Wu Tian in the past, so there was a period of intersection back then.

As for Wang Xuan himself, there were no such messy things. He didn't drink the Anshen Tang, and although he was drowsy, he transpired extraordinary factors, like thunder and fire training his body.

The long-haired beauty Jin Yao looked at him and sighed slightly with regret.

"Sixth Uncle!" Wang Sidao stepped forward and saluted earnestly.

"Get up." Wang Xuan grabbed him, and his seniority was soaring, which made him a little uncomfortable. He was only two hundred years older than Wang Sidao, and in the end, he became a grandfather.

Soon, he figured out some of the situation. When Wang Zesheng and his wife urged their grandson Wangdao to practice martial arts a few years ago, they traced back to his past and felt something in his heart.

If Wang Dao didn't come today, he would definitely be called by Lao Wang and his wife.

"I..." Wang Dao's expression froze, his smile was unnatural, he really wanted to say that he was really unprepared, but after understanding clearly, what else could he say?

"Good boy!" He hugged his parents and children, and held Ruonan's hand, his state of mind also changed, and his state of mind was seriously damaged.

"We have to work hard and rise up. If we continue like this, we will really turn into a puddle of mud." He reflected on himself, and then pulled Wang Xuan, insisting that he go to copy the backyard of the true saint again, and seek an explanation for the lost ancestors of Fuzhou Pure Land.

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"There are thieves again. I really ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard, right? Some people were presumptuous in the last century, and this time some people dare to enter the more important Creation Garden."

"The last time it should have been split by the real holy remnant soul with an axe."

"This time someone was robbing, we blocked them, and they didn't run away, but we are not opponents!"

The so-called backyards of the true sages, those gardens of good fortune, belong to the ancient and modern rivals—magicians. In the last century, Wang Xuan knew about it.

Now, the magician's closed disciple, Zhao Hui, is here in person. He has become a stranger. He had confronted Wang Xuan back then, but now he was shocked when he saw Wang Dao when he arrived.

"Eldest brother, something has happened, come quickly!" He quickly called for reinforcements.

This time, not only the chief disciple of the orthodoxy came day and night, but the magician's real body was alarmed and came here in person.

The magician's complexion changed on the spot. He not only saw Wang Dao and others, but also saw Wang Xuan walking out from the deepest part of the secret garden.

"He..." Zhao Hui, who had targeted Wang Xuan before, felt his scalp tingling. He naturally knew that this "old man" was already a new saint.

However, what he didn't expect was that his master actually walked over, his posture was too low, and he whispered there: "I have seen the real king."

The magician is powerful, he used to go on an expedition with the old sage, when he was on the other side, Wang Xuan weighed the ancestors, the magician was also present, and he was given a special beating, how could he not know the horror of the person in front of him?

The magician also has close people in the old sages, and later it became known that the mysterious true king of the No. 1 source is Wang Xuan!

In fact, Wang Xuan didn't deliberately hide the words of Hei Tian and Yu Wang after he surrendered to the Insect-shaped True Queen more than 500 years ago, because when the six sources merged into one, he would be exposed, and the time is not far away.

Therefore, many people know that he is the real king.

"True king?!" Zhao Hui was shocked and trembling. How did his opponent in the past reach such heights in one era? Let his master be in awe, make him tremble all over, and feel panic in his heart.

Wang Sidao was shocked. His newly recognized sixth uncle was much more terrifying than the powerful grandpa Wang Zesheng? He froze!

The people in the pure land of the floating boat, as well as the transcendent in the magician's dojo, were all dumbfounded at this moment, like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and their hearts were filled with monstrous waves.

"Meet the real king!" The magician's chief disciple woke up day and night, and immediately, many people bowed down.

Wang Xuan glanced at Zhaohui, causing him to almost faint, terrified to the extreme.

"Falling out of the vortex of time, ancient sages reincarnated?" Wang Xuan looked at him. This was a rumor he had heard in the past, but now he found out that it was a fake glance, but it was just a natural affinity with the law of time.

Then, he ignored Zhaohui, but looked at the magician, and said, "Is it you who killed the people in Fuzhou Pure Land?"

The magician was anxious, and quickly explained, saying: "No, there are other people. Compared with the old saints, they can be called 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 league of saints, with several people, who were active more than ten centuries ago, but now they are all gone.

Wang Xuan looked at it at a glance, and time passed, dating back more than ten centuries, it really had nothing to do with magicians.

Not long after, he returned to the old medicine garden, where he had learned the Scarecrow Sword Sutra, but unfortunately, it was the real king, and he shook his head after looking back.

Except for one of the ancestors of Fuzhou Pure Land, almost none of those people left a trace of branding or traces. They died completely, and Wang Xuan couldn't rewrite anything.

He waved his hand, and didn't say anything to the Mage family. For so many years, the dojo has tried their best to resolve the old grievances with Gujin. Guban has already greeted Wang Xuan, so there is no need to worry about it.

Wang Xuan returned to the Pure Land of Fuzhou, and finally revived the true sage with an ax who still had obsession and had a glimmer of life left. This person was "connected" with the Pure Land of Fuzhou.

This true sage is very stubborn. Back then in Transcendence Guanghai, he used to carry a big axe, chasing and chopping down unreasonable mobile phone oddities.

Wang Xuan left some dark "medicine dregs" and some scriptures. He mainly thanked Jin Yao, Bai Hong, and Ruonan, and left in a hurry.

The medicinal wine he brewed in the past was given to his nephew Wang Sidao, and it has been accumulated for an era, and it is "mature" enough.

Time has passed, 305 years have passed, and it has been two thousand years since the beginning of the new era. In the last century, such similar nodes and extraordinary sources have all migrated.

Wang Xuan calmly looked down at the entire mythical world, with extraordinary changes, whether it was delayed or early, he didn't care, and calmly waited for the six sources to finally return to one.

"That tortoise is really lazy, maybe I'm going to miss it again?" Wang Xuan thought of the strange tortoise he saw in the old central universe during the eternity of the last era. It hasn't come yet, so he probably overslept again.

However, the journey this time is indeed too far away. Even if the tortoise tried his best to run for 2000 years, he still couldn't make it here.

Thinking of that turtle, Wang Xuan came to Yihai in the next moment. He used to fish here, got five sets of karma fishing rods, and met some acquaintances.

He has naturally walked with them in these years, and the number of times is not infrequent. When he becomes the real queen, he can be regarded as a real happy.

If he can keep calm like this, Wang Xuan has no objection, but if the six supernatural sources become one and there are various changes, then he will really have to raise his sword again to bathe in blood and fire.

"In the last era, Lu couldn't find the secret realm in the strange sea, and there was a dormant and recuperating Jue Ding Yiren in it. In this era, the latter took refuge in the 6-breaking powerful Huntian from the source of No. 2. The Yi Hai was still there, and the Jue Ding Yi was killed by me. Back then, Lu Fu and I were so weak that we almost died in the hands of the Yi Ren."

When thinking of those people, Wang Xuan raised his head and found Lu Fu in the depths of the strange sea. This is half of his disciple, who has been retreating here all year round.

In the new era, he also met with Lu Fa several times, and gave him some scriptures and medicines.

"No way, come and have a drink." Wang Xuan called.

"Master Wang!" Now that Lu couldn't have set foot in the Transcendent Realm, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw a sacred path of light spreading across time and space.

Then, Wang Xuan called out again: "Xuantian, Jinyu, Heihe, come and have a little gathering."

"Here we come!" The three of them set off one after another when they saw the Golden Light Avenue paved at their retreat place, not cautious or pretentious, just because of their personalities.

In the last era, Xuantian, the snow-white tortoise, and Jin Yu, the descendant of the golden-winged roc, had fake fights with Wang Xuan in Yihai, and then had a good time with each other.

Of course, Zhuo Yanran, the person who led them to get to know each other, was also invited and rushed over.

Not only that, her best friend Jing Jing also came with her, and their best friend Ye Lin.

In fact, they all point to the same source——True Saint Li Lin, they are all clones that she cut out in the past, and there were signs to show all of this back then.

It's just that Zhuo Yanran is special, it's a new experiment of Li Lin's. She was fostered in Zhuo's family since she was a child. She didn't have too close a connection with her main body at first, but she didn't know the essence until she grew up. Therefore, she and An Jingqi became black best friends, and they fought against each other for many years.

Now An Jingqi, Zhuo Yanran, Ye Lin, and Wang Xuan are all very familiar with each other, because they all returned to Li Linzhen's body, and now Li Lin came here as a clone after knowing about it.

It’s still the same island, a group of people drinking, and they still sighed in the last century: I don’t know if the next century will still have this scene?

Now that they are together, they have begun to look forward to the next era.

The moonlight was hazy, An Jingqi, Zhuo Yanran, and Ye Lin were slightly drunk, dancing under the moonlight, very graceful.

Lu FuFang is a madman who practiced. While drinking, he was also thinking about a certain problem in practice.

Xuantian, Jinyu, and Heihe drank too much, and staggered on the island with wine jugs, respecting the next era, looking forward to the future, and longing for the fusion of the six extraordinary sources.

Wang Xuan sat quietly, staring into the deep space, staring at the future, the place was so hazy and vague that even the real king couldn't see through it.

"In the new era, the sound of footsteps chasing Chaofan has not appeared. 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 real body be saved?" The island is actually a stone turtle, which belongs to the slough of the old turtle who slept soundly in the old center. It once helped Wang Yusheng.

"Wait, your real body is fine, it will appear in the next era." Wang Xuan said.

When Shi Gui learned the real situation, he almost rolled up his arms and sleeves to find the real body to settle the score, he was so lazy, he was delayed for two epochs in a row, and he still slept without learning a lesson!

Time flies, and another three thousand years have passed, and the new era has lasted for five thousand years, beyond everyone's expectations, but some signs have begun to appear.

For example, the waves of Transcendent Light Sea became slightly violent, and the source would occasionally vibrate.

"The six extraordinary sources are united. Is it the splendid scenery, or the boundless sea of ​​​​fire and the turbulent sword energy?" Wang Xuan sat quietly, and his Taoism became more and more unpredictable.

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