I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

To make the dignified Emperor Xuanwu lose his temper like this would not be a small problem.

However, after all, he is not the same Feng Xia he was when he first crossed over.

After experiencing so much turmoil, he has witnessed the glory of ancient times and the fall of divine light. Is there any scene that he has not seen?

Well, I have never seen this scene before.jpg

"Your bedroom is occupied by that butcher knife?"

The answer he got from Mo Lianque was far beyond Feng Xia's expectations.

Extraordinary!

His Majesty the Emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom, his palace was actually robbed by someone...oh, he was robbed with a butcher's knife!

"Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"

Feng Xia's eyes were quite strange. He glanced at Mo Lianque repeatedly, and then he asked in a dumbfounded voice: "That pig-killing knife is indeed amazingly powerful, but it is just a knife after all. It ran to grab it." What are you doing in His Majesty’s palace?”

Mo Lianque looked helpless: "I don't know!"

"What's more, even if His Majesty's current cultivation level is unable to deal with that butcher's knife, there won't be any problem if he moves to another nest, right?"

Mo Lianque became even more helpless: "I have changed places three times, but not long after each change, the butcher's knife would suddenly fall from the sky, and even once, it almost hit me..."

As he spoke, His Majesty the Emperor began to hesitate.

Feng Xia asked again and again before finally figuring out what was going on.

simply put.

The previous trip to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters took more than a year.

During this period, His Majesty the Emperor was depressed, and the concubines were also extremely lonely. So after returning to Xuanwu Kingdom, there was a sudden thunder and fire...

In short, applause for love.

Then, the butcher's knife suddenly fell from the sky, destroying three palaces three times, and almost hit a vital part once, leaving His Majesty the Emperor with a deep psychological shadow to this day.

It's almost over.

Feng Xia almost laughed out loud.

After telling his tragic experience, Mo Lianque blinked his eyes and stared deeply at Feng Xia: "Master Feng, don't you have anything to say?"

He remembers it very clearly...

That pig-killing knife is Feng Xia’s weapon!

Feng Xia must be responsible for the situation like this. The owner pays for the weapons' behavior!

Feng Xia thought for a while and exclaimed: "Awesome!"

Mo Lianque: "???"

What the hell kind of feeling is this? !

"Speaking of which, hasn't His Majesty ever considered that with a good butcher's knife... why did he focus on you?" Feng Xia rubbed her chin and raised a new question.

"If you say so..."

His Majesty the Emperor immediately fell into deep thought.

At this moment, he thought of many things.

I heard that Master Feng’s butcher’s knife is the most sensitive to evil spirits. In many cases, appropriate evil spirits can boost the combat power of a magical person, but if the evil spirits are too strong, it may actually lead to great dangers!

Could it be that……

Is it because after he returned to Fujing City, he found that many treacherous jesters had taken advantage of his absence to stir up trouble and do evil? Therefore, Long Yan was furious and killed many people, and blood flowed like a river outside the Jinluan Palace, so that the evil spirit on his body was too strong?

This possibility is not impossible!

For the vast majority of people with supernatural powers, evil spirits are too much and not enough.

What's even more frightening is that if the evil spirit really erodes the will, the person is usually not aware of it. By the time he comes to his senses, it is often too late to regret it!

"If this is the case, perhaps we should pay attention to it in the future. Evil energy can help increase combat power, but it may also corrode mana and even the soul, causing the cultivation to completely stagnate!"

Mo Lianque was secretly alert. Fortunately, this time, he came to find Feng Xia.

Otherwise, there may be trouble in the future!

"I know..."

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought that the source might be in your palace?"

"……ha?"

The words that had reached his lips were all swallowed up by Mo Lianque in the blink of an eye.

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes widened, and for a moment, he felt that he was full of vigilance...it was all a fucking dog.

Who knows this? !

"There's something wrong in the bedroom...it shouldn't be possible, right?"

After more than ten breaths of silence, Mo Lianque started to mutter with a headache: "Most of the palaces of my beloved concubines have been built for many years. If there is a problem, it should have already happened..."

"No, what I just meant was...the problem was with the sword spirit of the Pig-Slaying Knife, and His Majesty's palaces only caused problems with the sword spirit..."

After thinking about this, Feng Xia urged the Tianlong Eight-tone Bell to open the space channel: "Having said so much, why not just go to the palace and have a look to find out."

Mo Lianque hurriedly followed, his heart pounding and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is the problem the terrible pig-killing knife? If it's like Master Feng said, I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing..."

He had seen it more than once, Feng Xia holding the butcher's knife, killing all kinds of terrifying and powerful enemies.

Even not long ago, a powerful enemy from the Donghuang Continent attacked with a demonic sword that shocked the sky. As a result, it was shattered to pieces by the killing pig's sword without even using any force.

Such a fierce soldier must always keep an eye on his bed... No, if he goes crazy in Xuanwu Kingdom, the consequences will be unimaginable!

…

Fujing City.

royal palace.

Feng Xia had just taken a few steps when she heard shouts of shock and anger coming from behind her from far to near:

"Stop! How can we allow trespassing into the forbidden areas of the palace?"

"Who are you? I've never seen your face before!"

The steps under her feet immediately stopped. Feng Xia turned around and looked a little surprised. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Where did the scholar in the palace come from?"

Most of the people holding him from behind were dressed in common clothes, some were more simple, and some were made of luxurious materials, but most of them behaved in a low-key manner, restrained and not ostentatious.

But what really concerned Feng Xia was...

The cultivation aura of these people is really too weak!

After experiencing a round of revival of the vitality of heaven and earth, those with magical powers who were once able to claim the title of king are now all over the streets, and there are countless others like them in the magical realm.

And among these "scholars" who called him out, they were all very old, but the one with the strongest cultivation level was only at the first level of the supernatural realm!

That also means that before the vitality is revived, the cultivation of these scholars may not reach the level of opening the wheel.

Even to exaggerate, they might have been completely ordinary people before!

"Where did this weakling come from? How did he get into the palace?"

Feng Xia just muttered something and saw one of the scholars' expression change.

He looked towards Feng Xia sharply and shouted in a stern voice:

"Young man, haven't your parents taught you what etiquette means, respect, and inferiority?"

"?"

This is the first time someone has mentioned this topic since time travel, and Feng Xia showed a rare expression of curiosity.

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Chapter 0608

It has been more than a year since time travel.

Feng Xia has encountered quite a few people who can be called "elders" -

The ancestor of Chenhai taught him the "Floating Dream of Three Lives", which started Feng Xia's path of cultivation.

Ji Qixi, the old master of Qianqiu Valley, awakened him from the "Enlightenment Tribulation" and saved his life from the desperate situation.

The teachers at Tianwen Academy, Jiao Qingtu from the East China Sea Jiao Clan, Wu Guan, the goddess of the moon, etc., almost all of them can be said to be good teachers and helpful friends, from whom Feng Xia has benefited countlessly.

But strictly speaking, this is really the first time someone has questioned him:

Have any elders taught you etiquette and respect? !

"This is a really novel question."

Feng Xia rubbed her chin, nodded thoughtfully, and continued to look at the old man: "No, what's wrong?"

The old man's scolding was choked in his throat: "..."