I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

When he sees Chao Haisheng now, his first reaction is often like this:

This guy is quite suitable for women's clothing.

Hearing this, Chao Haisheng was almost frightened and cried: "If you don't call me senior, what would you call me..."

He really couldn't understand.

Feng Xia was quite easy to talk to at other times. Not only did he not have any airs, he was also very amiable. If he hadn't witnessed Feng Xia's power with his own eyes, he might not have believed that this young man could be on an equal footing with the leader of the Xuan League!

But on such a small matter, Feng Xia showed completely unreasonable stubbornness!

"Maybe you will understand in the future. You can call me whatever you want, but you can't call me senior."

Feng Xia shook her head and did not continue to explain.

Could it be said that I actually traveled from the future back to the past? In my time, you had been dead for hundreds of years and became a legend in legend?

The thing about countercurrent time and space is so outrageous that even if he really told it, no one would believe it.

What's more, if we really tell the truth, the relationship between the generations will only become more chaotic!

"But..." Chao Haisheng still wanted to argue.

"It's absolutely not okay to call me senior. At the very least, you have to be a peer."

Feng Xia rubbed her temples, but still felt a headache: "If that doesn't work, just call me Brother Feng or Brother Xia... Damn it, neither of these titles sound good."

"Forget it, you should just call me Brother Dao."

Finally, Feng Xia waved his hand and made a decision: "In addition, during this period of time, you don't want to go there. Stay with me and learn the sword with me."

Chao Hai was helpless and had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, he was originally interested in practicing, and Feng Xia was now willing to teach, so he naturally became immersed in it and no longer struggled with the issue of address.

In the next few days, Feng Xia did not leave the cave. Instead, he used all kinds of magical powers to transform the cave. He also carved countless sky patterns and turned it into an underground cave. Oven!

At the same time, people came to visit secretly every day and brought all kinds of treasures and materials.

Half of it fell into Feng Xia's pocket, while the rest was transformed into various top-notch magic weapons in this huge underground oven!

"Brother Dao, you have refined so many magical weapons. Is a war about to break out?"

Until the seventeenth day, Chao Haisheng, who was learning swordsmanship behind closed doors, couldn't restrain his doubts: "If a war is really coming, wouldn't it be... bad for me to continue learning swordsmanship leisurely like this?"

Feng Xia said she wanted him to learn swordsmanship, but she didn't teach him swordsmanship directly. Instead, she gave him the fire stick to let him understand the swordsmanship!

This made Chao Haisheng quite uncomfortable.

In particular, the worries on the faces of the few psychics at the back who delivered the materials were obviously getting stronger day by day.

He even wondered if a war had broken out outside?

"What's wrong? This stick...oh no, this broken sword contains my lifelong understanding of the way of the sword. If you can understand it, it will be no problem to establish a sect in the future."

"But now the war may have broken out..."

The young scholar's face was full of anxiety: "Senior Jian Wushuang has already said that this war is destined to sweep the world. Even if I succeed in learning swordsmanship in the future, it will already be in the future. For the current situation, it is basically It doesn’t help!”

"Then if you are successful in learning swordsmanship, will you be able to reverse the current situation?"

Feng Xia sighed, stopped refining the magic weapon in his hand, and said with a snort: "Even if you reach the same height as the leader of the Xuan Alliance in just a few days, you will definitely be able to turn the tide and change this situation. The final outcome of this war?"

Chao Haisheng could not help but be speechless: "This...I...don't..."

If this could change the situation of the war, Jian Wushuang would not have to ask to see Feng Xia, let alone make a secret deal with Feng Xia.

"This battle is indeed about to begin."

Feng Xia's voice also seemed a little heavy: "However, this battle will not end so soon. Why do you think those masters and strong men are fighting hard for?"

"Of course it's for the future of Xuanyuan World!" Chao Haisheng replied almost without thinking.

"So, where is the future of Xuanyuan World?"

Without waiting for Chao Haisheng's answer, Feng Xia raised his finger and pointed at the young man and said word for word: "I will eventually leave. How many strong masters can stay is still unknown, but as long as you are still there, then There is still hope in the Xuanyuan world!"

Boom——

At the same time Feng Xia's words just fell.

Suddenly, there were terrifying fluctuations outside the sky, and even the space was distorted like ripples. The aura was so domineering, high above the sky, unscrupulously declaring its own existence!

"Those cubs from outside the realm are here."

Feng Xia narrowed her eyes and suddenly stood up from where she was.

"Chao Haisheng, the battle is really about to begin."

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Chapter 0652

"Fifty years of life are like a dream or an illusion."

Looking at Chao Haisheng, who still looked confused, Feng Xia suddenly let out a sigh.

Although this sentence is not completely consistent with the current situation, it is the best portrayal of Feng Xia's state of mind at the moment!

In later generations, the world-famous Sword of Killing was one man and one sword. In this chaotic era, he was just a young scholar. His galactic spirit body had not yet awakened, and his attainments in the sword were almost non-existent.

In this era, the legend of the killing sword had not yet begun to spread.

In fact, if Feng Xia hadn't happened to meet him, the first-generation headmaster of Qianqiu Valley might not have been able to come to the East China Sea at all, but would have died on the street halfway.

For Feng Xia, traveling through time and space and witnessing the history of seven hundred years ago is also a dreamlike journey.

"In any case, it is a worthwhile trip to be able to witness this era and find out the secrets of history."

Feng Xia smiled and shook her head.

But suddenly, he seemed to realize something. His eyes widened and he looked at the young man suddenly. His breathing became much faster: "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

He thought of a very terrible question.

If he had not come to this era and met Chao Haisheng along the way, what would have been the fate of this young boy?

If Chao Hai died on the way to the East China Sea...

Then wouldn’t there be no such person as Sesshōken in future generations?

"But if we think about it from another angle, if I saved Chao Haisheng halfway, then I would have the killing sword for future generations..."

Feng Xia looked at the confused young man, and for a moment, he felt a sense of boundless absurdity.

Spanning seven hundred years, has he witnessed history, or has he fulfilled history?

"I had a great breakthrough in the realm of swordsmanship before, and under the induction of Qi, I instinctively attacked Zuo Buzhou and the others, and that was how the previous battle happened."

"Later I calmed down and realized the recklessness of this behavior."

"If everything I do changes the direction of history, will the people and things I am familiar with in future generations be completely wiped out of existence and become a bubble in my memory?"

Feng Xia's train of thought got stuck at this point.

Traveling through time and space is really too bizarre.

Even with his vision and knowledge, he couldn't explain the truth clearly. He even had doubts more than once. Could it be that even the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom didn't know the mystery of that long street, let alone the truth about traveling through time and space?

"But now..."

Feng Xia looked at Chao Haisheng again.

The little boy shrank his head and looked timid: "Tao, brother Tao?"

Those words popped up in Feng Xia's mind again:

Very suitable for women's clothing.

"If it is my arrival that created the killing sword, then this battle in history may be infinitely more tragic than what I know and what everyone expected!"

Feng Xia's heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that hiding in this cave to refine treasures and silently witness history was not a wise choice.

History may never be what he thinks it is.

"The strong man from outside the world has arrived. Come on, take your sword and I'll take you to have a look!"

Thinking of this, Feng Xia waved his sleeves and finally smiled.

sword?

The young boy glanced at the fire stick in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

However, seeing that Feng Xia was already far away, he had to follow him quickly to avoid being left too far behind.

"Brother Dao, wait for me!"

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Xuanyuan world, above the sky.

One after another long bridges with dazzling divine lights span the high sky. There are gods and men walking on the long bridges, blooming their own aura without reservation.

Their bodies are shrouded in divine light, making it difficult for people to see their true appearance. However, these outsiders do not hide their power and declare their existence to the world.