I picked up a property.

The smile in Chang Xi's eyes became even more teasing: "Xia Lang, you still say that you are not good at women?"

"I'm doing research on things."

Feng Xia said with a serious face: "Chaos is so mysterious that it can even deprive the innate gods of their lifespan. If we can study the principle, it will definitely be a world-shaking meritorious deed!"

The two women didn't believe it at all and stared at Feng Xia together.

However, at this moment, Feng Xia continued to say: "But the most important thing is that the Xuan Gong of Creation is endless and can expel the chaos energy in the body. It's a pity that you two can't learn it, so I can only use it myself. "

He sighed helplessly.

The shackles of the innate god's great path far exceeded his imagination.

Even in Feng Xia's view, this has become a curse!

"Why don't you, Xia Lang, teach me step by step?" Chang Xi thought for a while and suggested.

"Forget it, I'll tell you again."

Feng Xia exhaled helplessly: "I just don't believe it. The innate god really doesn't understand anything?"

Chang Xi then straightened his face, straightened his breasts, and said sternly: "You overestimate our brains. If the innate god says you can't understand, you just can't understand... Huh?"

However, as Feng Xia spoke like Tang Monk, she suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

"You...these things you are talking about...how..."

She turned her head and found that her sister Chang Yi's eyes were also filled with surprise!

This was not the first time that Feng Xia told them the secrets of the Xuan Gong of Creation.

Earlier in the original sea of ​​thunder, when Feng Xia was teaching Yu Hui and Lu Tiancheng, the two of them had been listening.

It's a pity that if you don't understand, you just don't understand.

But this time when Feng Xia told the story again, they suddenly felt that many truths they had never seen before were pouring in at this moment!

Although Feng Xia's description of the Mysterious Art of Creation is still quite obscure and difficult, to them, it doesn't sound like they heard it from heaven as before.

"As the saying goes, good fortune... huh?"

As Feng Xia was talking, she suddenly noticed something strange. When she turned her head, she met two pairs of longing eyes.

"Xia Lang."

Chang Xi's tone was softer than ever before, and her body was almost completely pressed against Feng Xia: "Please take care of us..."

Feng Xia: "???"

He looked at Chang Yi again, and saw that this innate moon god, who usually always had a cold eyebrow, had a pretty face and a slight blush at this moment, and the eyes looking at him were filled with unprecedented emotions!

"?"

Feng Xia really couldn't understand it at all.

What happened to these two sisters?

Is it possible that Chaos Qi has some other effects?

"What are you..." Feng Xia hesitated.

"The Mysterious Art of Creation! Hurry! We feel like we are about to learn it!"

"what?"

……

When Feng Xia resumed teaching the Xuan Gong of Creation, huge waves were stirred up in Feng Xia's heart.

As the creator of the Xuan Gong of Creation, he could naturally tell at a glance that sisters Chang Xi and Chang Yi were really getting started.

Even if you learn slowly and stumble, you will still encounter ridiculous mistakes from time to time.

"They actually really understood it! It's not like only World Flowers can..."

Feng Xia suddenly fell silent and murmured: "The World Flower contains the secret of the creation of the world, and where was the universe born? Chaos!"

"Their avenues were eroded by chaos, and their longevity was at an end. But they were also a blessing in disguise, breaking the shackles of the innate gods!"

"As for the fact that no one has discovered this method before, the reason is very simple. How many people can't think of jumping into the Sea of ​​Chaos?"

"The people who jumped over the Sea of ​​Chaos are basically dead. Even if they find something, they can't be brought to the outside world."

Just like Chang Xi and Chang Yi fell into the sea of ​​chaos just now. If Feng Xia had not rescued them in time, even if they were innately sacred, they would have been wiped out into ashes.

Do not……

If you die in chaos, you may not even be able to leave ashes.

Feng Xia's spirit was uplifted, and he immediately mused: "However, the price of this harvest is also very tragic. The innate avenue of the two of them is damaged, and their endless lifespan has come to an end... Chang Xi, you still have lifespan left." How long will it rain?”

Chang Xi hesitated for a long time, looked at each other with her sister for a few times, and then told her obediently: "After these days of wasting away the chaos energy, my sister and I only have more than 7000 million years of life left."

Feng Xia: "...How many, how many?"

Girl, are you sure you really didn’t say an extra ten thousand words?

What's more, even if it's more than 7000 years, it's already scary!

"Forget it, I shouldn't be entangled with the innate god about longevity..."

Helplessly wiping his forehead, Feng Xia regained his energy and said: "You two, how much can you understand what I just said?"

"I can only understand a little bit..." Chang Xi looked embarrassed.

"How much is a little?"

"Probably just a little bit...ah, Xia Lang blames you, I accidentally forgot all about it!"

"It doesn't matter if you forget everything. Come again!"

Several months passed, and after countless failures, Chang Xi and Chang Yi finally managed to enter the Xuan Gong of Creation.

Feng Xia was actually moved by the feeling of an old father watching his silly daughter succeed in learning.

He watched the two women activate their Xuan Gong to contain the erosion of the Chaos Qi.

"The next exorcism will be a long process, but with the injuries under control, we can go to the last floor first."

Chang Xi smiled and looked at the stairs leading to the last floor: "As one of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, the World Flower can only be placed on the seventh floor."

"So what exactly did the God Burial King place on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion?"

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Chapter 0970

After getting started with the Xuan Gong of Creation, the injuries of the twin moon sisters did not continue to worsen.

However, their attainments are too shallow, and it will take a long time to get rid of the chaotic energy.

Their magic power fell to the edge of the True Realm.

If you learn it later, you may even fall directly from the altar!

"However, the more their cultivation levels fall, the faster they can understand other avenues..."

Feng Xia cheered up and looked at the stairs on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion.

The treasures on the first seven floors alone are already earth-shattering.

Especially the world flower on the seventh level is the spiritual root of heaven and earth that has the power to open the sky. Logically speaking, even the God Burial King is not qualified to possess it.

"Either the God Burial King stole the treasures, or these treasures do not belong to him. The owner of the dignified burial place is actually just a warehouse manager."

Feng Xia instinctively felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

As the owner of the burial ground, the God Burial King may be guarding the treasures in the Origin Pavilion for the Heavenly Pattern Kingdom.

It's a pity that even though he was as loyal as the Buried God King, he was still liquidated in the end!

"The seventh level is already filled with spiritual roots of heaven and earth. What will be there on the eighth level? Could it be two spiritual roots of heaven and earth?"

Everyone was extremely vigilant and climbed down the stairs step by step. The turbulent sea of ​​chaos disappeared, and the bright light swayed down, illuminating everyone's dull faces.

"This, this is the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion?"

Yu Hui was dumbfounded and said calmly: "This is different from what I thought..."

The first seven floors of the Origin Pavilion are more spacious than the previous. The seventh floor even accommodates a sea of ​​chaos, with the spiritual roots of heaven and earth and the world flower taking root!

Logically speaking, no matter how shocking the eighth level is, they won't be surprised.

Rather...

The eighth floor is too ordinary!

The entire space on the eighth floor is like an ordinary pavilion, with bright and clean windows. There is a desk with pen, ink, paper and inkstones on it.

Not far away, there is an easel with a painting on it.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary study room, nothing out of the ordinary!

squeak-

Suddenly, the chair behind the desk facing everyone turned around without warning.

A figure held his head with one hand and looked towards them.

"Someone!!"

"Be careful, there is someone on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion!!"

Including Feng Xia, everyone's hair stood on end. Under the induction of Qi Machine, they couldn't help but explode their cultivation. It only took a moment for them to exert their full power.

In any case, they never thought that there were other people on the eighth floor, and before that, they didn't notice it at all!

"Who is that person...could he be the owner of the burial place?"

Lu Tiancheng's voice was hard, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.

Although Feng Xia said that the Buried God King was dead, who knew whether such ancient god kings had left behind in the Origin Pavilion?

It is quite incredible that they survived the first seven floors safely.

Now, the final eighth floor may contain shocking murderous intent!

"It's not the God Burial King."

Feng Xia spoke immediately: "And he is already dead."

Chang Xi Changyi stared at it for a moment and then shook his head: "We have seen the God-Buried King in ancient books, but this person is not the God-Buried King."

"In any case, we broke in by force, as long as we are not the owners of this place."

At the same time, everyone also felt increasingly confused.

This is a rather young man with a fair face, a jade crown on his head, a distinguished temperament, and a natural aura of superiority.

Why would such a person die in the deepest part of the Origin Pavilion?

"Could this place be..." Lu Tiancheng's eyes turned and swept around, as if he was looking for something.

But at this moment, Feng Xia suddenly said: "He is Emperor You."

"You Emperor? It's okay, okay, it's better that he's not the God Burial King anyway..."

Chang Xi smiled and patted her chest. Halfway through her words, her expression finally changed: "Wait, Xia Lang, who do you think he is?!"

"The innate demon god born with the nature of death and demon"

Feng Xia looked calm and said word by word: "The Lord of Youdu, the Lord of Reincarnation, Emperor You."

As soon as the words were spoken, the pavilion fell into dead silence.

Yudi?

What a noble existence that was, but now he died here quietly!

"You...why did You Emperor die here?"

Chang Xi clenched his fingers.

Even with her playful character, at this moment, she couldn't help but feel fear when facing the remains of Emperor You.