The attributes are skyrocketing infinitely, I dominate the diversity Chapter 40: Imperial Palace Banquet, Fake Family Relationship, and Fortune-telling Techniques
Chapter 40: Imperial Palace Banquet, Fake Family Relationship, and Fortune-telling Techniques
"I have prepared a one-foot-long galaxy for each of you. Once you use it, the land for several miles will be turned into powder.
When you want to use it, just say it in your mind.
Whether you gather them into a bunch to attack a single opponent, or divide them into an infinite rain of swords to destroy all enemies in a group, you can choose freely."
As he spoke, Mu Cang transmitted the information about the Da Luo Dao Sect's location into the minds of the two of them through telepathy.
"The Daluo Road station is located on Tianchi Island in the East China Sea, 1,500 kilometers away from Shendu.
The people in this sect are proficient in ancient magic and have blocked the portal, so no one can find it for many years.
The two of you just need to break in from a hundred meters above the ground and use your true energy to shock the barrier, so go ahead."
Speaking of which, this method was developed by Song Di in the original work.
Mu Cang now learned and applied it flexibly, and taught it to his two apprentices.
Wang Nanxun and Song Di immediately bowed their hands respectfully and said: "I obey, Master."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
But at this moment, Mu Cang suddenly said: "Wait a minute, how are you two going to get there?"
"Uh~"
The two looked at each other, and Wang Nanxun said, "Let's go by plane."
"No!"
Mu Cang said expressionlessly, "I want you to rush away purely on foot strength, and you are not allowed to take any means of transportation."
The two immediately understood that this was the master giving homework.
He immediately nodded and said solemnly: "Yes!"
"Remember~"
Mu Cang slowly turned around, "Don't let me down."
The two apprentices looked at each other and said respectfully: "Yes! Master!"
Then, the two of them flashed quickly, carrying a rumbling wind and roaring towards the outside of the palace.
Ten minutes later, the servants in the palace trotted in and pushed the door open. They walked up to Mu Cang and said respectfully:
"Your Highness, there is an edict from the Imperial Palace, announcing that Your Highness will enter the palace for a banquet tonight."
"Oh~"
Mu Cang turned around and whispered to himself, "What does my father want to do?"
A few hours later, night fell.
The Divine Capital of Daxia, the Imperial Palace Zhaoyang Hall.
At this moment, the princes and princesses slowly entered the Zhaoyang Palace.
Among them, there are six princes and three princesses.
The eldest prince, Zunshuo Hou Murui, is chubby and kind, and his face is always smiling, but there is a hint of coldness and arrogance in his smile.
The eldest princess Mu Yun is cool and elegant. Although she is over forty, she is still graceful.
The third prince, Hou Mukai of Wu'an, has a strong physique and is dressed in a military uniform. He has a thick beard and is not angry but is intimidating.
The fifth prince, Xuan Ping Hou Mu He, is handsome and handsome, and is highly valued beyond words.
The fourth prince Mu Cheng and the sixth prince Mu Xing gathered together and murmured. Although their appearance was not bad, their demeanor seemed a lot mediocre compared with the previous princes.
Like Mu Cang, neither of them had ever been granted the title of marquis.
The seventh princess Mu Hong and the eighth princess Mulan were still young. As soon as they entered the Zhaoyang Palace, they ran to chat with the second princess.
The second princess could not hold back her cold face, and with a doting smile, she started chatting with the two girls.
At this moment, Mu Cang looked calm and slowly walked into the hall with his hands behind his hands.
The seventh princess and the eighth princess immediately brightened their beautiful eyes, walked towards Mu Cang in small steps, and asked in a twittering voice:
"Long time no see, Xiaojiu, eh, why have you become so beautiful now!
Hey, why can’t you even see the pores on your skin? Come on, come on, tell me, sisters, what skin care products do you use?!”
Mu Cang smiled softly: "Seventh sister and eighth sister, I just made a slight breakthrough in martial arts, nothing else."
Upon hearing this, the seventh and eighth princesses were immediately dumbfounded: "Ah, martial arts is so tiring, so let's forget it."
"Xiaojiu, you are too modest."
At this time, the fifth prince Xuan Pinghou suddenly came over and said with a low smile, "You are the number one in our Daxia martial arts. How can you say that you have only made a slight breakthrough?!"
Obviously, he is fully aware of Mu Cang's affairs.
After all, Feng Yongchao and others under Marquis Xuanping died in the Ninth Prince’s residence.
He really didn't expect it.
Mu Cang, whom he had always despised, actually hid it so deeply.
When he learned this information, Marquis Xuanping thought he had made a mistake.
"Xiaojiu!"
Suddenly, a thick palm pushed Marquis Xuanping away.
The fierce third prince Wu Anhou came over and glared at Mu Cang, asking in a loud voice: "Since you have such ability, why don't you join the military?! What a waste!
Well, after today's banquet, you don't need to go anywhere. Follow me to the military headquarters, and I'll give you a rank as a captain.
You have reached your age, so don’t hang around like a junior or senior all day long. When the time comes, you can pass on all your skills to my sergeants, and you will be considered serving Daxia!"
Marquis Wu'an's words were full of doubts.
Mu Cang glanced at him and said calmly:
"Lao San, are you teaching me how to do things?"
The third child?!
Good guy!
The princes and princesses were stunned when they heard this.
They never expected that Xiao Jiu, who had always been gentle and cowardly, would dare to talk to the third brother like this.
From childhood to adulthood.
Except for the eldest brother and the second sister, these younger brothers and sisters have always been disciplined by the third brother, and they have never dared to argue with each other.
Marquis Wu'an was also stunned.
His face began to turn red visibly, and when his thick eyebrows exploded, he was about to have an attack on the spot.
"Okay!"
At this time, the eldest prince Zunshuohou came over, looked at a few people, and said gently, "This is the imperial palace. What do you guys look like making noisy here? Let's disperse."
The two princesses patted their chests, stuck out their tongues, laughed and walked away quickly holding hands.
Marquis Xuanping glanced at Mu Cang and Marquis Wu An, grinned silently, and walked away slowly.
"Hoo~"
Marquis Wu'an let out a breath, glanced at Mu Cang fiercely, and then snorted coldly and walked towards the front of the palace.
Seeing everyone leaving, Marquis Zunshuo turned to Mu Cang and smiled coldly:
"Master, I know you are very famous in the martial arts world, but please note that this is the Imperial Palace, so I advise you to keep a low profile."
At this point, he paused, his tone full of preaching:
"You need to know that pursuing too much force will only become a useless fool. For us royal nobles, wisdom and courage are the most important."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and left.
But in his ears, Mu Cang's clear voice suddenly came.
"Without the support of strength, no matter how high the wisdom or courage, it is just a castle in the air, what do you think?"
Marquis Zunshuo froze for a moment, then continued to walk away without replying.
Mu Cang looked at his fat back and smiled lightly:
"Mortals struggling in the vortex of power and desire are indeed boring."
Relying on the terrifyingly powerful spiritual power, Mu Cang could clearly sense that the emotional fluctuations in this hall, which tended to be in the category of warm family affection, were very thin.
This is true regardless of the seemingly friendly princesses or the princes and princes just now.
All the gentleness and friendliness among the royal family are all illusions.
At this moment, Mu Cang suddenly wanted to know.
At this moment, if he suddenly shows the majestic power that can destroy the city and destroy the country.
What will be the reaction of this group of so-called royal families who are intoxicated with illusory power?
I really want to know.
In fact, as the body and soul become stronger and stronger.
Deep down in Mu Cang's heart, he could no longer regard these mortals who were easily broken as his own kind.
Now, he regards everything in front of him as a worldly game.
When one day you get tired of playing, just destroy it.
At this time, Emperor Xia, who was supported by the imperial attendants from the inner hall, slowly sat on the dragon chair.
The old emperor raised his hand and patted it gently.
"Bah bang bang~"
Suddenly, the entire Zhaoyang Palace became quiet.
The princes and princesses all walked to their square tables and sat down quietly.
Many palace servants started to serve the dishes quickly.
Everyone’s square table was quickly filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes.
Emperor Xia, who was located at the head of the palace, said leisurely:
"I have summoned you here this time. Actually, there is nothing else but to...elect the prince."
As soon as these words came out.
Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire hall changed suddenly.
Marquis Zunshuo, Marquis Wuan, and Marquis Xuanping were all shocked, and their pupils shone brightly.
The fourth and sixth princes, who were just dawdling around, could not help but stiffen their hands and feet, and their eyes slightly showed yearning.
Only a few princesses were calmer, but their eyes quickly glanced at the princes.
Quietly glancing at Mu Cang, whose expression remained unchanged throughout the process, Emperor Xia turned his head and said softly:
"Jing regret, you can start."
Monk Jinghui, still wearing a black cassock, quietly walked out from behind.
First, he bent down and clasped his hands towards the old emperor.
Then he turned around and looked at all the princes present.
His gaze vaguely transcended them and looked to a more distant place.
"Let me explain."
Emperor Xia looked indifferent, "You all know about the spiritual energy recovery, right?
Nowadays, times have begun to change, and the old rules and orders may no longer be suitable for the new era.
Therefore, I want to choose a prince who is most suitable for the new era."
Without waiting for anyone to answer, he continued:
"The person next to me is Master Jinghui, the person with the highest fortune-telling skills in the entire Great Xia..."
After briefly describing Jinghui’s abilities, Emperor Xia said:
"So this time, it will be up to him to give you instructions and criticism.
I will choose the most suitable candidate for the crown prince based on the comments."
Wow~~
All the princes and princes were immediately shocked.
Although the table is filled with delicious food, no one puts their mind on it.
They all looked at Monk Jinghui who was walking slowly with bright eyes.
"Amitabha~"
Jinghui clasped his hands together, walked to the Sixth Prince's table first, slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, and stared at him expressionlessly.
The sixth prince was so frightened by the old monk's gaze that he couldn't help but murmured: "Master, I, I..."
Jing Hui's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and substantial mental fluctuations instantly filled the entire Zhaoyang Hall.
Then, the old monk took up the afterimages with his hands and made seals one after another. At the same time, he began to recite mysterious and unspeakable mantras.
These mantras sound solemn and ancient, mysterious and terrifying.
With every mantra he spoke, the air seemed to be trapped, making people breathless.
But the princes and princesses sitting around clearly didn't understand.
But I feel that the meaning of words and sentences is arrogantly entering my mind.
The general idea is: at the cost of life, pray to heaven to gain the power to see your destiny clearly.
This doubled mystical experience made all the princes' contempt for Jinghui disappear completely.
