I picked up the scattered attributes

pity……

Zuo Buzhou had no time to think before he was cleaved into ashes by the sword light!

"This guy, as expected, didn't recognize me."

Feng Xia slowly exhaled and shook his head with a strange expression.

More than 700 years ago, Zuo Buzhou was a top-notch master and also extremely cunning. He repeatedly pretended to be severely injured and exhausted, but he still failed to truly lure his opponent into a trap.

More than seven hundred years have passed, and Zuo Buzhou's cultivation has improved a lot. Even if he has not yet reached the Divine Bridge Realm, he is probably only half a step away.

Moreover, his Black Abyss Dharma Form became increasingly bizarre, often shrouded in dark clouds, radiating an astonishing power of devouring.

however……

Zuo Buzhou seemed to be in a daze. Not only did he fail to recognize him, but he didn't even make a defensive move, and just stood there and took the sword strike.

The sword that leads to enlightenment!

This time, Zuo Buzhou had no chance of escaping.

The sword light erupted from his body, completely destroying his essence, spirit, physical body, and primordial spirit.

Both generations of Zuo Buzhou were beheaded and executed!

"I don't know what the relationship is between the two Zuo Buzhous, but it doesn't really concern me. Oh right, and this thing too!"

After Zuo Buzhou died, the button tried to break through the air and leave. Feng Xia grabbed it back and examined it closely.

"The treasure of the Way of Cause and Effect seems to be a button from the clothes of that young innate god! Sure enough, that guy is also related to the Great Prophet. No wonder an innate god suddenly appeared..."

Feng Xia continued to shake his head.

He had already understood some of it...

It was undoubtedly Liang Jingru... oh no, it was this button that gave Zuo Buzhou the courage to face danger with a smile.

Otherwise, with Zuo Buzhou's cultivation and magical power being stronger than they were seven hundred years ago, Feng Xia could still kill him, but it wouldn't be as easy as it was just now.

"Oh right, and the attribute orbs that this guy dropped."

Feng Xia glanced at the ground a few times.

Most of the drops are unremarkable, falling into the standard category: pure attribute points, cultivation technique fragments, divine power fragments, Dao fragments...

But there was one ball of light that caught Feng Xia's attention.

Baiyuan Faxiang.

Hmm, very rare... a complete drop.

"..."

After recalling Zuo Buzhou's pitch-black, void-like Dharma form in his mind, and then looking at the snow-white ball of light in front of him, Feng Xia opened his mouth and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, as if saying, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

But how come Zuo Buzhou No. 1, who possessed the Black Abyss Dharma Form, suddenly lost the White Abyss Dharma Form?

Whitewashing, huh?

"And it's a complete Dharma form..."

Feng Xia picked it up with a strange expression. After hesitating for a moment, his divine palace suddenly appeared. The soil of a flower bed in the divine palace was turned upside down, revealing a huge pit.

As soon as he had a thought, the ball of light from Baiyuan's Dharma Image floated up and landed in the pit of the Divine Palace Flower Altar.

The soil was stirred up again, burying the ball of light.

At the same time, a pond in the divine palace churned, water flew through the air to irrigate the soil, and primordial purple mist wafted in, enveloping the flower bed.

"Okay, continue."

Feng Xia clapped his hands in satisfaction, then suddenly glanced in another direction.

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Chapter 0693

The phenomenon of supernatural abilities going mad has existed since ancient times... well, it's not exactly ancient.

But in short, after regaining her senses, Feng Xia wasn't so surprised anymore—it wasn't the first or second time that her attribute-based superpowers had gone mad; if you looked at it with a relaxed attitude, it was really just that.

"Anyway, now that I've reached this point, no matter whose cultivation techniques or supernatural abilities they are, even the great path of the gods, they can only provide me with some reference at most."

Feng Xia pursed her lips, her expression indifferent: "No one can change my path."

He studied Baiyuan's Dharma Image thoroughly, but didn't make any particularly surprising discoveries.

Unlike the Black Abyss Dharma Image of Zuo Buzhou No. 1, this White Abyss Dharma Image does not possess any terrifying devouring power. Even when Feng Xia activated it with his magic power, it did not display any earth-shattering power.

This is also why he chose to plant it in the flower bed of the temple.

Even if the White Abyss Dharma Image cannot replace his Dao Foundation, it can still contribute to his Divine Palace. Once the power of the Divine Palace completely refines the White Abyss Dharma Image, Feng Xia will naturally understand all the mysteries within it.

—This is a new way of using the Divine Palace that he has recently researched.

Even Feng Xia hadn't anticipated this entirely new use: In spring, I planted a Dharma image; in autumn, I harvested a great path...

Although this method of cultivation is not very efficient, it is natural and pollution-free. It doesn't even require Feng Xia to comprehend it; the Dao itself will move on its own.

"And this causal ring, although it doesn't pose a threat to me, involves the principles of cause and effect and destiny, so there must be other mysteries involved. Rather than keeping it with me, it's better to..."

After thinking for a moment, Feng Xia immediately turned back to Tianwen Ancient Street.

The moment he stepped into the ancient street, as he expected, the button, which had been shaking wildly and trying to fly away, suddenly became completely silent, as if it had lost its source of power.

"A-Xia, what is this?"

Several women who were chatting and laughing around a stone table looked over when they heard the noise.

Zhu Youniang blinked, her gaze falling on Feng Xia's palm: "A button?"

Yan Wuyou, who had been smiling happily, immediately changed her expression when she saw the button: "This button... did someone give you a button?"

In the customs of Xuanwu Kingdom, giving buttons as gifts has a special meaning.

Capture their heart!

At the same time, giving buttons also carries the meaning of praying for blessings and peace, and is usually an act that is only performed between lovers.

The button in Feng Xia's hand was clearly not from his own clothes. Didn't that mean that this guy hadn't been gone long and had already tricked some girl again?

"Why do you keep thinking about things like this?"

As if seeing through Yan Wuyou's thoughts, Feng Xia glared at her with amusement: "If you put more effort into cultivation, would you still be your master's most useless disciple?"

Yan Wuyou was still conflicted: "..."

She knew that Feng Xia was right.

After exchanging ideas with Zhu Youniang and Qinglin for a while, she suddenly realized that her mind had been in a state of chaos lately, and she hadn't really focused on cultivation.

Otherwise, with her talent, her cultivation level would be even higher than it is now.

"I'm willing!"

Thinking of this, Yan Wuyou sniffed and snorted softly, "Alright, tell me, which girl gave you this button?"

However, Feng Xia's expression became even stranger, and he said helplessly, "It wasn't given to me by any girl. Do you remember that young innate god last time? This button should be his."

"Well, you're even after men now?!"

"???"

For once, Feng Xia felt that she was a little out of touch with other people's thinking.

So he decided to give Yan Wuyou a whack on the head to interrupt her runaway train of thought: "This button has a slight problem, so I suppressed it in Tianwen Ancient Street. Besides that, I just came back to check on how that guy named Yuan is doing?"

"Oh, that guy!"

When the mysterious middle-aged man was mentioned, not only Yan Wuyou, but also Zhu Youniang and Qinglin became excited: "His marriage proposal was successful! He's going to share a room with the pervert tonight!"

Surprised!

Feng Xia was immediately stunned: "Oh, you mean Jing Qian? Their progress... is actually so fast?"

He had indeed considered that, under Yuan's relentless pursuit, Jing Qian might eventually surrender—but the speed was just too fast!

Not only did they completely surrender, but they even skipped the wedding and went straight to sleeping together?

"Could it be that Jing Qian...?"

Feng Xia unconsciously raised her eyebrows, a strange thought arising in her mind: "Actually, deep down, I quite enjoy this kind of life?"

He raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air, and the scene of Yuan and Jing Qian together immediately appeared before his eyes.

"Understanding the meaning behind the music, we are indeed a match made in heaven!" Yuan continued his eloquent speech, seemingly oblivious to Jing Qian's despair.

He is not a good listener.

Feng Xia frowned. In his opinion, Yuan's attitude was less like he was confiding in Jing Qian and more like he was eager to tell Jing Qian about his experiences!

"With this guy's cultivation level, even if he's not the ancestor of the Mo family, his own strength is powerful enough to be considered a master. What is he so anxious about?"

Feng Xia has also found out why Jing Qian agreed—

After enduring a barrage of saturated chatter, the combat puppet finally found a chance to interject: "Insect, I will surely grind you to dust and burn your soul to ashes!"

But the words, filtered through her puppet body, turned into her wide-open almond eyes and angry retort: ​​"You're dead!"