I picked up a property.

Everyone's hearts beat rapidly.

Feng Xia has said more than once that his mission is to investigate the death of Emperor You, and the few words he throws out often turn out to be terrifying secrets!

But now they suddenly realized that the secret hidden by this young man in blue shirt might be more shocking than they imagined!

"me!"

Feng Xia had just taken a few steps forward when suddenly her feet softened and she fell to the ground without any image.

Feng Xia: "..."

Everyone: "...?"

Could this be the big secret Feng Xia was going to say in the second half of his sentence?

"Ahem! It took a lot to collect the world flowers just now. I accidentally slipped. No need to be so surprised."

Feng Xia coughed and struggled to get up from the ground.

But before he could stand still, a terrible pressure suddenly fell, causing his legs to weaken again, and he fell to the ground with a plop for the second time!

"Ah this..."

Feng Xia tried to get up and stand firm for the third time - but still failed.

"Xia Lang, is it possible that you were injured secretly?"

Chang Xi immediately became nervous. She subconsciously searched for a trace of magic power. Seeing that Feng Xia didn't stop her, she started to explore carefully.

Her eyes blinked: "Xia Lang took off his clothes to show off his muscles. His chest muscles are stronger than they look... No! Chang Xi, Chang Xi, you should pay attention to Xia Lang's injury..."

But soon, Chang Xi's expression became strange: "Why does it seem...not injured?"

In her perception, Feng Xia was not injured at all!

Not only that, his energy and blood are as abundant as a tidal wave, and his life breath is surging, just like another innate god!

"If he is injured, we will all be disabled..."

"Cough...I'm fine!"

Finally, at this moment, Feng Xia coughed again and said with a dark face: "It's just that I didn't expect that the broken stem of the World Flower would weigh so horribly..."

After the words fell, the seventh floor of Origin Pavilion fell into silence.

The group of people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. For a moment, no one could say a word.

Feng Xia was simply crushed by the weight of World Flower!

They finally realized the truth.

"Come on, fellow Daoist Lu, do me a favor and help me up... let's go to the eighth floor!"

Boom!

Feng Xia dropped his foot, and the ground on the seventh floor of Origin Pavilion creaked!

Boom!

Feng Xia took another step forward.

Chang Xi blinked his eyes, his body was as light as a swallow, a stream of light passed through the air, and he grabbed Feng Xia's arm.

"Natsuro, let me help you."

"You...forget it, it's up to you."

In the end, Feng Xia still shook his head helplessly: "However, I can't make you any promises. After investigating this case, I will return to where I came from."

The light in Chang Xi's eyes dimmed slightly.

But soon, she smiled again: "I already said it was because of sex, what more commitment do you need?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

What you said is so reasonable, I can't refute it at all!

Feng Xia couldn't help but said helplessly: "Okay, let's go back to the eighth floor first."

In front of the scroll that sealed the Xuanyuan world, Feng Xia's eyes were filled with emotion as he scanned the ancient scroll.

The creatures living in the Xuanyuan world may never imagine that the starry sky they are in is just a scene in a painting!

However, those forces around Xuanyuan World thought that they had true gods sitting in command, lying high in the clouds, otherworldly, and smiling at the ups and downs of Xuanyuan World.

They also did not expect that when they looked at Xuanyuan World with a smile, maybe someone outside the scroll might be smiling at them!

"Brother Xia looks like he wants to go to the world in the picture?"

At this moment, Lu Tiancheng suddenly asked.

Feng Xia smiled and nodded: "This painting was placed on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion, above the Flower of the World. Even the corpses of the two emperors were always facing it before they died."

"If you think about it, the world in this painting must be extraordinary."

Lu Tiancheng's mind suddenly became tense.

If others don't know what's in the painting, how can he still not know it?

If he hadn't accidentally touched the ancient prohibition and accidentally broke into the Xuanyuan world, maybe Feng Xia and the others would still be able to see his figure, Lu Tiancheng, in the scroll when they came here!

"Although Brother Xia is easy to talk to and doesn't show any malice, he must be on guard against others. If he has malice towards Xuanyuan World..."

Lu Tiancheng no longer dared to imagine it.

If Feng Xia really wants to harm Xuanyuan World, then he doesn't have much power to stop it!

"When I look at the world in this painting, although the stars and rivers are gathering together and the fortune is steaming, it is obviously a time of prosperity. However, in this brilliance, there is also a hint of crisis brewing."

Feng Xia's voice came, making Lu Tiancheng's heart beat again: "Brother Xia, what did you see?"

Feng Xia shook his head and stared at the painting on the easel: "I can only see that there is a crisis in the world in the painting, but what exactly is the crisis and where does it come from, even I can't tell."

In fact, his consciousness scanned the picture again and again and found no trace of the Lord of Gray Mist.

The biggest crisis in the Lingyun era undoubtedly comes from the Lord of Gray Fog.

At that time, in the whole world, it was the king's land, and it was the king's ministers who were on the shore of the land. The fortune of the Xuanyuan world was as prosperous as a dragon, which was unprecedented!

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 700 years ago, he tried to turn the tide, but ultimately failed.

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

……

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!

"Strange! Strange!"

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 discovers 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 destiny!

"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!"

Rumbling--