I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

The arrival of the Lord of Gray Mist Yingdao Yi brought about a bloody massacre and destroyed that prosperous era.

People with lofty ideals in that era joined forces to compose tragic hymns.

However, in the end, the wind and sand buried everything and the former glory.

Until thousands of years later, a soul from another world broke the silence of the wasteland.

“The world in the painting is a journey you can’t wait to experience!”

In that battle seven hundred years ago, he tried to turn the tide, but ultimately failed.

This time, he wants to try to reverse his fate again!

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Chapter 0978

Lu Tiancheng's heart tightened when he heard Feng Xia's words.

Good luck, but a crisis brewing?

He looked at the Xuanyuan world in the painting, twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled dryly: "Fellow Daoist Xia is somewhat alarmist. Although the creatures in the world in the painting are not strong, they are isolated from the world. As long as you don't seek death, who else will?" Can it threaten them?"

Without the dragon boat transformed by the ancestral dragon, they would not even be able to enter the Origin Pavilion.

Feng Xia was silent.

Lu Tiancheng said nothing and said with a dry smile: "Brother Xia, what do you mean?"

Yu Hui stood between the two of them, trembling for no apparent reason and feeling a chill to the bone!

"That's weird! That's weird!"

Yu Hui retreated more than ten steps in a row to avoid the collision of their auras, and his face looked slightly better.

He looked left and right, finding it really hard to understand: "They were brothers before and had a very good relationship. Why are they so nervous all of a sudden?"

Yu Hui shuddered and complained in her heart: "This man can change his face faster than a woman can flip through a book... Wait, I'm a man too!"

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Feng Xia thought for a long time, but couldn't find a good way to tell everything about the future.

His act of active interference is already quite risky. If he takes the initiative to inform the creatures of this era again, who knows what kind of drastic changes will be caused?

What if he returns to the future and finds that history is completely different?

"What I need to do is guide history and hold the future firmly in my own hands!"

Feng Xia took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face: "This world is prosperous, it can be said that it is at its peak, and it will definitely have a bright future."

Lu Tiancheng raised his brows slightly, glanced at Feng Xia, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said word by word: "That's not necessarily the case!"

Feng Xia: "?"

Brother, what's the matter with you?

Before this, Lu Tiancheng always seemed reluctant to talk to him, but why did he stop talking and Lu Tiancheng immediately changed his mind?

In an instant, an incredible idea quietly emerged.

Feng Xia suddenly turned her head and looked at Lu Tiancheng.

He suddenly said: "Having good luck means prosperity. Even if there is danger, you will definitely be able to turn it into good luck."

Lu Tiancheng shook his head decisively: "Brother Xia is wrong!"

The idea in Feng Xia's mind became clearer.

...His Majesty, the Emperor of Lingyun Kingdom, is he a bastard, right?

He looked at Lu Tiancheng carefully a few more times.

Compared with the image in his memory, Lu Tiancheng at this moment is younger.

"I see."

Feng Xia suddenly realized.

The Lu Tiancheng he knew was unparalleled in domineering and majestic. He was well-planned and able to win a battle thousands of miles away.

He is the emperor of Lingyun Kingdom, and he single-handedly created the Lingyun Era. It can be said that he is the well-deserved leader of the world!

However, all of this stems from the memory of the ancestor of Chenhai.

The ancestor of Chenhai was the sixteenth prince of Lingyun Kingdom. In his mind, Lu Tiancheng's image was first of all a majestic father, and secondly the unparalleled emperor.

There must be some deviation from the real Lu Tiancheng.

"Based on the timeline, the Emperor Lingyun in Chenhai ancestor's memory should be further back than the current one."

What stands in front of him now is the real Emperor Lingyun, the living Lu Tiancheng.

Especially now that Lu Tiancheng is younger, more energetic, and full of endless motivation!

Therefore, he becomes more and more aggressive.

Oh no, this should actually be called... I have no control over my fate!

"What Fellow Daoist Lu said is indeed true. Prosperous luck does not mean absolute invincibility. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people with amazing luck who have fallen through the ages."

Feng Xia said tentatively again.

As expected, Lu Tiancheng raised his eyebrows again: "For those of us with supernatural powers, the path of cultivation is a path against heaven. The more we know that there are difficulties and dangers ahead, the more we should move forward bravely."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Are you a little over the top?

"I'm still a little excited when it comes to my hometown..."

After realizing this, Lu Tiancheng sighed secretly and felt a little more sorry in his heart: "I'm really sorry, Brother Xia."

"By the way, have you ever felt a strange vibration?"

Yu Hui, who had been serving as the backdrop, swayed and whispered uneasily: "Maybe I feel wrong, but the Origin Pavilion seems... wrong, the Origin Pavilion is really shaking!"

Rumble——

A dull roar exploded in everyone's ears!

The expressions of the group of people suddenly changed.

"Something huge is approaching the Origin Pavilion!"

Feng Xia and others released their spiritual consciousness one after another, but were blocked by the walls of the Origin Pavilion. They hurried back to the main entrance on the first floor and looked at the surrounding space with great vigilance.

There is a void around the Origin Pavilion, and a huge dragon ship is parked there.

Feng Xia was the last one to move out of the door and looked around with a solemn expression. There was nothing in the void, but in this short period of time, the roar became more intense.

"Zu Long, can you tell what the sound is?"

Feng Xia spread his hands and looked at Zulong in the Taoist court.

Zu Long narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. His face suddenly became solemn and he whispered: "This is the sound of waves."

"The sound of waves?"

After getting this answer, even Feng Xia was at a loss.

Since there is the sound of waves, there must be rivers. However, if there is nothing in the void, where can the rivers come from?

“It seems like it’s really the sound of waves!”

After a while, the voice became clearer.

Wow——

Even though the field of vision was empty, everyone still seemed to see a long river, vast and endless!

"Tianhe? Beimian Galaxy?"

The twin moon sisters looked solemn. As the innate saints of Taiyin Avenue, they felt a familiar atmosphere from the sound of the approaching tide.

However, it is different from their Taiyin Avenue.

This aura was even more brutal, mixed with overwhelming resentment. As the sound of waves continued to approach, even before their eyes, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged!

The terrible negative aura, as the waves beat on the invisible river bank, became higher and higher, filling everyone's entire perception.

However, everyone still has not seen the true nature of the long river!

At a certain moment, Feng Xia suddenly realized something. He stepped hard and a gap opened in the space.

Pale waves splashed from the gaps in space!

A bone claw full of cracks suddenly poked out of the cracks and touched his feet!

"This river is..."

Feng Xia suddenly narrowed her eyes.

The will of the Ancestral Dragon was even more awe-inspiring, and his expression changed slightly: "This is... the Styx River! The Styx River is approaching the burial place, approaching the palace of the God Burial King!"

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