I picked up the scattered attributes

So, in this case, the future him took a divine power from the future Black Emperor and gave it to the prehistoric schoolteacher. Then, the prehistoric Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom studied and analyzed it, and beat up the prehistoric Black Emperor.

Oh……

It could also be many meals?

"This relationship is absolutely a mess..."

Of course, all of this is only possible if he truly transcends time and space!

Unfortunately, he couldn't tell anyone about this.

After all, judging from the teacher's behavior, he didn't seem to know anything about traveling through time. If he were to reveal this matter easily, it might cause an unexpected and shocking change!

There should be other opportunities in the future.

Feng Xia shook his head, but couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Now that it has been confirmed that the so-called Shadow Divine Iron is actually just a divine power of the Black Emperor, his plan to refine treasures with the Shadow Divine Iron will most likely have to be put on hold indefinitely until he finds a second piece of Shadow Divine Iron.

"But since I'm already here, perhaps I can ask the schoolteacher if he has any good suggestions regarding the forging of my natal divine weapon..."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia smiled again: "Sir, I have some questions I would like to ask you."

"Speak," the schoolteacher nodded slightly.

"I want to know if there's any way to forge a magical artifact that is both light and heavy, both enormous and tiny, both..."

"Stop, stop, stop! What the hell are you doing?"

The schoolteacher swore for the first time.

……

Soon after.

Feng Xia left the Heavenly Pattern Academy again, still holding the gate of the Hundred Nether Sect in one hand.

However, Feng Xia's expression seemed somewhat strange.

"Am I bothering you, sir?"

At first, the schoolteacher patiently answered.

Later, as Feng Xia's "appetite" grew bigger and bigger, the teacher's face became more and more unpleasant. Finally, he simply slapped him out!

"Even if you possess a Holy Spirit Body, the materials you use for refining treasures are not!"

"If you want to forge the magical artifact you desire, possessing all kinds of characteristics and capable of bearing all kinds of Great Dao, you either need to find the Holy Spirit among rare and precious materials and use it to forge a divine weapon, or you need to relinquish some of your own Great Dao!"

"Otherwise, even the ever-changing Shadow Divine Iron wouldn't be able to meet your requirements!"

At that time, Feng Xia couldn't help but ask, "Can't we choose to have them all?"

Then he was kicked out by the schoolteacher.

"Honestly, isn't it just that you want it all? Why is the master so angry? Could it be that even he doesn't know what to do? Hmm, maybe that's possible..."

Feng Xia grumbled inwardly, full of resentment.

Then, he looked at the mountain of Baiyou Sect again, and finally sighed deeply, shaking his head and saying, "However, since you have said so, then I will reluctantly... use the Shadow Iron to refine the treasure."

Somewhat to Feng Xia's surprise, after the teacher intercepted the Black Emperor's divine power, he actually found a piece of Shadow Divine Iron in the mountains of the Hundred Nether Sect, and it was quite large.

According to the schoolteacher, if the intention is to lure people into a trap, then there must be something truly valuable inside the Myriad Dark Prison.

"What a pity, why is it only Shadow Divine Iron?"

Although Feng Xia had essentially regained the Shadow Divine Iron after losing it, he was now less impressed with it after the previous discussions.

Isn't there anything better than the Shadow Divine Iron, something more versatile, capable of bearing the infinite Dao, heavy enough, light enough, enormous enough, and tiny enough...?

"roll!"

As the summer breeze blew, he could still faintly hear the schoolteacher's roar, which suddenly exploded in his ears, causing him to involuntarily shake his head repeatedly: "The teacher is probably getting old, and his temper is a bit bad. He should cultivate his character more..."

"What? I was in there for that long?"

Upon returning to Qianqiu Valley, Feng Xia was somewhat surprised to learn that he had stayed inside the Tianwen Academy for nearly half an hour!

This made him vaguely aware of something unusual.

"Based on previous experience, the time of a class in the Heavenly Pattern Academy is roughly equivalent to one hundred breaths outside."

"I was inside for three and a half sessions, which should be no more than four hundred breaths. How come half an hour has passed outside?"

Feng Xia then summoned several more disciples from Qianqiu Valley to conduct the experiment, and finally confirmed that this change was not limited to him alone.

The flow of time inside and outside the Celestial Pattern Academy has changed!

Originally, one class corresponded to one hundred breaths in the outside world, but now one class corresponds to one quarter of an hour in the outside world!

"Currently, this change shouldn't have much impact, but we don't know if the flow velocity difference will narrow further in the future?"

"If one day the flow rate becomes one to one..."

Feng Xia frowned. The existence of the ancient street was too mysterious. A long street that spanned time and space, even with his current level of understanding, he really couldn't figure it out.

Therefore, he couldn't say for sure what changes would occur in that situation.

Is the Celestial Pattern Divine Kingdom completely connected to this era?

Or perhaps the connection between the two timelines... is completely severed?

"It seems like the longer I cultivate, the more things I don't understand..."

Feng Xia scratched his head, feeling like he was going bald.

……

Chapter 0577

In the short yet long journey through life, Feng Xia learned two lessons.

When faced with indecision, a schoolteacher with special abilities still hesitates.

If the above doesn't work, then give up thinking about it for now.

After all...

It's as if you can understand it just by not giving up thinking.

"In that case, let's proceed according to the original plan for now. Using Shadow Iron as the main material, let's forge a prototype of a magic weapon. If we reach our limit later, we'll deal with that then!"

Upon realizing this, Feng Xia suddenly understood.

At that moment, he felt a sense of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted, and his whole body felt relaxed, with no more of the previous oppressive feeling.

He suddenly realized that he had been too fixated on perfection.

But in this world, how many perfect things are there?

Emperor Lingyun couldn't do it, Ancestor Chenhai couldn't do it, and even the schoolteacher couldn't do it!

"A baby who hasn't even learned to crawl is already thinking about flying and disappearing. Now it seems better to learn to walk first." Feng Xia shook her head with a wry smile, as if she were talking to her past self. "But then again, what kind of baby would think about flying and disappearing?"

Once you understand this, many of your doubts will be resolved.

While the potential for growth must be considered when choosing a natal weapon, no one has ever stipulated that once you have forged your own natal weapon, you cannot forge a new one!

"At worst, I can just forge a new one later. I've already severed my cultivation level so many times, what's a few changes to my natal divine weapon!"

Feng Xia couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After that, he went to find a simpleton.

"Are those people from the Eastern Emperor Continent still around? I need their help." Feng Xia smiled at the middle-aged man. "Also, I plan to forge a divine weapon and need your assistance."

"Alright, this couldn't be simpler!"

He laughed heartily, patting his empty chest.

His spatial Dao divine weapon was indeed amazing; a single strike could even create a strange space. However, unlike the supernatural beings of the Eastern Emperor Continent, the simple-minded man did not rely on any treasure to enhance his cultivation.

Because his specialty... is refining magical artifacts!

"Are you there?"

Stepping into the strange space created by the simpleton, Feng Xia was immediately struck by a peculiar illusion, as if the whole world had drifted away from him. Although the sun was high in the sky, he could not feel any heat at all, as if it were a painting hanging in the sky.

This strange feeling stirred something within Feng Xia.

"It seems somewhat similar to stepping into the mysterious ancient street! However, the two situations are clearly different..."

He shook his head and looked around, then was startled.

He had originally envisioned that the young masters from the Eastern Emperor Continent, as well as Zhang Lingxuan and others from the Xuantian Sect, would get along quite well.

After all, we're all close in age and cultivation level, and who knows, we might even have similar interests...

Who would have thought that what came into his view at this moment was a complete mess!

"Holy crap, what were those people doing in there?!"

As you can see, the buildings in this space have been almost completely destroyed, with broken walls and cratered ruins everywhere, as if they had been plowed over by some kind of huge and terrifying monster at least a hundred times!

"What have they been doing in there for just a few days?"

Feng Xia was speechless. He released his soul power and swept across the space like mercury, and soon found several panting figures at the end of the space.