Attributes skyrocket infinitely, I dominate the multiverse Chapter 38 Bloodline riot, buried informa

Emperor Xia rolled up the sleeves of his thick robe, revealing the dense black veins on his skinny arms that were always squirming. He looked very ferocious and terrifying.

"The [elixir] factor in my body was also stimulated by the riot of spiritual energy. It actually pulled out the blood marrow from the organs and formed a blood sac, which began to absorb my vitality."

"In just one day, this blood sac sucked me into aging by dozens of years!"

Emperor Xia shook his head and said sadly: "Time is also destiny. [Elixir] was originally made for longevity, but I didn't expect that it would actually be alive."

"hiss--"

The old monk looked shocked and said, "Your Majesty, could it be that the top officials of the entire empire..."

"hehe."

The old emperor laughed miserably, "I don't know why, although those old guys were all injected with [elixir] like me, I seem to be the only one with the most severe symptoms."

"Others, in the most serious cases, can still survive through amputation or organ transplantation, although... they don't live for a few years."

"Even the mildest symptoms will not be life-threatening. Taking medicine regularly can maintain a relatively normal state, and then there will be no problem attending various activities. Alas - only me, only me!"

The old monk frowned and said with great concern: "Then... Your Majesty, your body is now..."

"The Taiyuan Hospital has given me a careful look. The blood sac is connected to almost all the important organs in my body and even my brain. Once it is damaged, I will also be harmed. At present, I can only let it grow and grow. There is no way."

"Now, I have no choice but to take more than a dozen secret medicines every day, combined with a large amount of tiger and wolf medicine to stay alive."

Emperor Xia sighed sadly: "Although the hospital dare not say it clearly, I feel... I won't live for long."

When he heard that this was an issue involving the longevity of a country's monarch, the old monk did not dare to say a word and had to remain silent.

"Jing regrets." Emperor Xia called.

The old monk bowed his head respectfully: "I am here."

"You have been with me for more than ten years, and I know that you practiced in Quanzhen Tao in your early years.

Later, he abandoned Taoism and became a Buddhist, and became a monk in Zhengjue Temple. He possesses the essence of both Buddhism and Taoism, and after many years of practice, he has reached the point where he can discern destiny..."

After hearing these words, Jinghui suddenly woke up and understood the purpose of Emperor Xia's meeting with him for a deep talk today.

Emperor Xia wanted to do something with his life skills.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, but in his heart the old monk fell into distant memories.

A long time ago.

When Jinghui was still a Taoist priest, he showed his unparalleled talent in life magic.

At just over 20 years old, he has learned everything the sect has to offer.

At the same time, he accidentally deduced that he would die in the future.

Continuing to calculate further, I found that this fatal disaster was closely related to the national destiny of Great Xia.

So Jinghui decisively abandoned Taoism and entered Buddhism, and escaped to Zhengjue Temple to study Buddhist life-line techniques for many years.

Later, he entered the imperial palace to serve Emperor Xia, in order to learn the fortune-telling skills from the royal collection, observe the changes in Daxia closely, and wait for opportunities to unravel the disaster of death.

However, he has been studying Buddhism and chanting Buddha's name for many years. As he becomes more and more diligent in Taoism and his fortune-telling skills become more and more miraculous, his fear of death becomes increasingly indifferent.

Therefore, after sensing the imminent calamity of death recently, Jing Hui's heart did not feel too great.

Instead, a great curiosity arose.

He wanted to know what the death disaster that he had worried about his whole life and that had also changed his life was about.

‘Either you are pursued by God, or you are robbed by your own selfishness. ’

The old monk sighed quietly in his heart.

At this time, Emperor Xia struggled to stand up while holding on to the desk, looked at Monk Jinghui, and said sincerely:

"I hope you can use fortune-telling to calculate the fortunes of the princes and get a glimpse of Daxia's national destiny. I want to see who is the most suitable to sit on the throne of the prince and ascend to the throne in the future."

"I know this will cost you a lot of life, but both Zhengjue Temple and Quanzhen Taoism share weal and woe with Daxia. If Daxia's national fortunes are prosperous, both of them will naturally prosper.

I hope you think about it carefully. "

After hearing Emperor Xia's words, Jing Hui's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt goosebumps appearing all over his body.

It was as if he was suddenly being stared at by the Great Demon Lord Zizui recorded in the Buddhist scriptures.

A feeling of strangeness and impermanence in the human heart, that my fate is determined by God and not by me, suddenly overcame my heart with regret.

‘Death disaster! It’s the breath of death! ! ’

The old monk suddenly became enlightened.

‘So it turns out that helping Your Majesty calculate the fortunes of the princes this time will be my death? ’

‘One drink and one peck, could it be destiny? All the things in the past have actually created the poor monk's present results. ’

'However, just calculating the fate of the princes, even if it involves the fate of the country, and practicing as a poor monk, will at most destroy the body, destroy the energy, and shorten the life span. Shouldn't they be destined to reincarnation? Weird, really weird. ’

Jing regrets that he can't understand it.

He looked at Emperor Xia, bowed his head and clasped his hands together:

"My lord, I obey the order."

Emperor Xia finally smiled: "Okay! Very good!"

"Right!"

The old emperor said warmly, "You have read yesterday's secret report, right?"

Jing Hui nodded, "I have already seen it."

"Well, the resident immortal Buddha——"

Emperor Xia sighed with a mix of joy and sorrow, "I really didn't expect Xiaojiu... to be hidden so deeply!"

"To tell you the truth, in the beginning, those little guys from the Imperial City Division --\u003e\u003e

When the children submitted the secret report, I was still a little angry, angry that they were making it up. "

The emperor shook his head: "I didn't believe this information until I saw the detailed information about Gai Zhoutian..."

Jing Hui frowned slightly: "That demon has committed atrocities and deserves death!"

"Hehehe."

Emperor Xia smiled, "There is no need to be angry at the dead, it will only waste your energy."

The old monk immediately put his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha, your majesty is right, it's a sin, I shouldn't be angry."

Speaking of this, he was confused and said, "I don't understand one thing, why are those nobles and chaebols still calm? Logically, they should..."

"They should come to Xiaojiu like dogs and wag their tails to beg for mercy, but now this situation has not happened. You want to say that, right?"

Jinghui opened his mouth but did not speak, and nodded silently.

Emperor Xia smiled slightly: "It seems that you still don't understand those old things. They will not allow the emergence of a second spiritual symbol in Daxia.

Ordinary nobles and chaebols, in a sense, are just dogs. They can only know what their masters want them to know."

"This..." Jinghui seemed to understand something, but did not dare to speak.

"If it's just Vajra Indestructible, it's nothing."

Emperor Xia said leisurely, "The immortal Buddha in the world, haha, some people can't sit still."

The topic ended, and the palace fell into silence.

"By the way, Jinghui, what do you think of Xiaojiu?" Emperor Xia asked.

"Amitabha~"

Jinghui clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "I didn't expect that His Highness the Ninth Prince could break through the supreme gate of heaven and truly stop on the road of martial arts that no one has been able to reach for thousands of years.

I just learned this news and I can't believe it. Alas, it's really ridiculous."

"Hehe~"

Emperor Xia smiled with relief, "The immortal Buddha in the world, what a big name.

I have experienced the power of the Vajra Indestructible, and I really know how thrilling it is.

But facing Gai Zhoutian, several Vajra Indestructibles are like children and have no power to fight back!"

Speaking of this, he was quite fascinated and said, "I really don't know how powerful Xiaojiu, who can suppress Gai Zhoutian with one hand, should be."

Jinghui thought, "The fate of His Highness the Ninth Prince is definitely not ordinary."

Emperor Xia listened quietly without saying a word.

But the old emperor always had a smile on his face, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Then, the old emperor ordered the palace eunuchs to go to various places in the capital and summon all the princes and princesses to come to the palace as soon as possible.

At the same time, the hundreds of soldiers who had been ambushed outside the palace for a long time also quietly evacuated.

These people kept their expressions unchanged throughout the whole process, and their temperaments were as cold as ice.

Among them, those who washed their marrow and exchanged their blood accounted for about seven levels.

The remaining two levels were also masters who swallowed gold and iron, and even reborn.

The last level was full of the breath of Vajra Indestructible, and there were as many as four or five people.

Even the leader who led the team faintly revealed an aura that completely surpassed Vajra Indestructible, but his realm was still not on the road to martial arts.

They were all masters of the Imperial City Division.