I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

Feng Xia hammered his palm thoughtfully and said with a smile: "There were nine of you when you were born, which is equivalent to nine people sharing the authority of the avenue. So, what if there is only one person left? Naturally, the authority of the avenue among the nine of you , will eventually be concentrated on one person!"

The expressions of the eight Saints of Styx changed at that moment.

With their wisdom, they can easily understand the meaning of Feng Xia's words.

The foreign Taoist ancestor who was suppressed in the ninth coffin was betrayed by his companions.

And their youngest brother... probably betrayed them too!

"This kind of thing...is impossible?" One of the Saints of Styx trembled, "We are brothers and sisters after all!"

"What's impossible? You are born with extremely high wisdom, but when you are just born, most of them are as pure as a piece of white paper. If someone tries to seduce you at this time, or a little bit of abduction..."

There seemed to be some kind of fascinating magic in Feng Xia's tone: "Just imagine, as long as you reach a certain agreement, you can exclusively enjoy the power of the avenue, instead of only owning one-ninth, you will have Nine times the power, nine times the power..."

"This kind of thing..."

The eight people gasped, but no one spoke to refute.

They knew very well that Feng Xia was telling the truth.

Even if they were the ones who were tempted at that time... they would still have the possibility of rebellion!

"Also, regarding your ninth brother, I have roughly guessed his identity."

Feng Xia, on the other hand, was not surprising. He looked at the eight Saints of Styx and said with a half-smile: "Those Taoist ancestors from the strange source later established a new Youdu and took over the Six Paths of Reincarnation. I've always been curious, how do they do this?"

"Now it seems that the answer is actually obvious."

"The new Nether Emperor in that new Nether City... is probably your ninth brother!"

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

At the same time as the voice fell, a loud noise came from the ninth ancient coffin again!

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Chapter 1217

There are two questions that Feng Xia has suspected before, but has never had an answer.

First, it is said that the Weird Dao Ancestor invaded from the Styx River and transformed himself into the innate divine being in the Styx River. In the early days of the Tianwen Kingdom, he even entered the Divine Court of the Divine Kingdom and served as an official and a minister...

However, the number of innate avenues is fixed, and so is the innate divine authority.

Those are the innate avenues encompassed by the ten places.

The two most powerful innate gods and demons that were born are the You Emperor and the Black Emperor. In addition, there are the God Kings of Six Paths and others.

If there is a flaw in their Dao, it is impossible not to notice it.

In other words, from the beginning, the Ten Lands gave birth to other innate gods and demons, and these innate gods and demons were replaced by strong men from foreign lands, and this was how the strange Taoist ancestors emerged.

Secondly, Emperor You can control the six paths of reincarnation because he is a saint born in the ten places.

So, why did the new six paths of reincarnation established by the Taoist ancestors from a foreign land... come to the same point?

Who is the Emperor of Youdu in the new Youdu?

Feng Xia had made some guesses before, but none of them had an accurate result.

This time I returned to the world of Xuanyuan, and unexpectedly I got the answer!

Eight of the last nine innate gods and demons born in the ten places were sealed in ancient coffins, and were suppressed by the hibiscus tree, the innate spiritual root, all year round.

But the youngest of the nine gods and demons had already reached an agreement with the weird Taoist ancestors before he was born!

"Although this speculation sounds outrageous, it is exactly in line with the facts."

Feng Xia rubbed her chin and muttered to herself thoughtfully: "Under normal circumstances, if there are no internal ghosts and internal and external cooperation, even if you were not born at the time, you would occupy the advantage of the innate holy land, while the enemy is outside the universe. It’s difficult to exert my full strength, and wanting to replace you... is actually quite difficult.”

The eight sacred gods of Styx with different shapes were stunned, and then they nodded hesitantly.

They are actually dead, and now they are only in the form of corpse demons.

Only Feng Xia used the magical power of reincarnation to wash away their resentment and sort out their obsessions, and this allowed them to recover from the violence.

They had always been dominated by resentment and anger, and it was not until this moment that they really thought about what Feng Xia said.

"Indeed, even though we were not born yet, being in the Innate Holy Land already gave us strength. Facing enemies from outside the universe, we shouldn't be defeated in an unknown way..."

But the fact is that they were defeated in an inexplicable way, and were even suppressed until now, only to be rescued by Feng Xia!

Unless there is a mole among the nine brothers and sisters!

"If what I expected is correct, the youngest among you betrayed all of you back then, and you were suppressed. The Taoist ancestors from other lands used this to invade the vast universe of time and space, take your place, and established a long-lasting New Youdu, your brother... will naturally become the new Youdu Emperor!"

After Feng Xia finished speaking word by word, the atmosphere seemed particularly stagnant for a moment.

Although conclusive evidence is lacking, the truth is probably close to home.

"The only question is...what's going on with this person?"

The eldest of the eight Saints of Styx pondered for a long time, and then looked at the ninth ancient coffin: "If he was once an accomplice of the Taoist ancestor from a foreign land, why was he suppressed here?"

When this issue was brought up, Feng Xia couldn't help but frown.

He once again pulled the ninth ancient coffin into the circle of reincarnation, trying to use the magical power of reincarnation to wash away his resentment and restore his sanity.

But with his magical power, as soon as he got close to the ninth coffin, he encountered a huge resistance!

"In his original universe, I'm afraid this person was also a being who was proficient in the avenue of reincarnation. My magical power of reincarnation cannot get close to him, nor can I awaken his mind. If he wants to wake up, I'm afraid he has to rely on himself."

In the end, Feng Xia shook her head and put the matter behind her.

For him, it was already an unexpected joy to be able to get the help of the eight sacred gods of Styx.

"Then now..."

Feng Xia let out a long breath.

His gaze suddenly penetrated Tanggu, crossed the distant space, and landed on the land of Xuanwu Kingdom.

A century of development and a century of great changes.

"I didn't expect that without realizing it, I would have been gone for so long..."

He turned to look at Chang Xi, who smiled softly, with a half-smile on his delicate face: "Xia Lang, don't forget that there is someone waiting for you. You don't want to meet again at the important moment... I will follow Will you go together?"

Feng Xia hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left.

On the Fuso sacred tree, Chang Xi's smile gradually faded.

"Xia Lang, I'm afraid that if I go with you, I won't be able to help but take action..." The woman whispered softly, her eyes blurred, as if she had returned to the time when she and Feng Xia first met 40,000 years ago. Time, "Obviously I met you 40,000 years ago...why am I the one who came later?"

Chang Xi covered her chest.

"I am the innate moon god, a pure and flawless innate moon god in the eyes of the world, but I can also be jealous and envious..."

She stood there, not moving a step for a long time.

Time passes, like a wheel rolling forward, moving forward with unstoppable momentum.

In the more than a hundred years since Feng Xia left, it was like a great river going eastward, rolling up countless waves. The waves hit the shore and hit the sky. Some left indelible marks on the river bank, and some were very long. It is about to fall into the water, return to the sea, and disappear.

Xuanwu Kingdom has become infinitely larger than before, but it is also much stranger than before.

At first, the Western Region and Donghuang were separated, separated by the vast East China Sea.

The East China Sea is still the East China Sea, but over the past hundred years, the Donghuang Continent that was unruly at first has now become the unbreakable territory of Xuanwu.

There are huge buildings sailing on the East China Sea, and there are also sacred bridges across the sky, connecting the two sides. Along the way, Feng Xia saw large and small sacred cities standing there. Even in remote small cities, there must be gods. The presence of the environment sits there.

In some towering cities, he even saw the existence of the gods!

This is actually quite amazing.

The universe in the Huntian diagram is not the real universe of time and space.

Even the ancient Lingyun Kingdom, at its peak, never had so many divine realms!

However, the current Xuanwu Kingdom has done it.

"Mo Lianque has done really well over the years..."

Feng Xia couldn't help but sigh.

He saw that on the sun in the Xuanyuan world, there were priests stationed there to control the sun's trajectory, and there was also the rain master Feng Bo who moved the clouds and spread the rain, so that the Xuanwu Kingdom had good weather and could develop smoothly and worry-free for a hundred years.

As for the moon, it is the Moon Palace of Wu Guan, which is Chang Xi.

On this very day.

Fujing.

The Royal Study Room of the Imperial Palace.

After Mo Lianque finished reviewing the memorial for the day, he rubbed his temples and leaned on the dragon chair to take a rest.

As the Xuanwu Kingdom grew stronger, the more things he had to deal with, he would still be more or less tired at the end of the day.

"A group of thorny heads, did I cut off too many heads? They have been peaceful for a few years, and they actually started to cause trouble again... Who?"

The next moment, the curtain of the imperial study room floated, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Mo Lianque stayed there.