Infinitely increasing attributes, I dominate the multiverse Chapter 40 Imperial Palace Banquet, Fals

"I have prepared a one-foot galaxy for each of you two. Once used, the land within a radius of several miles will be reduced to dust.

When you want to use it, just recite it in your heart.

Whether it is to gather into a beam to attack a single opponent, or to split into an infinite sword rain to kill a group of enemies, you can choose freely."

While speaking, Mu Cang transmitted the information of the Daluo Dao sect's station to the two people through telepathy.

"The Daluo Dao station is located on Tianchi Island in the East China Sea, 1,500 kilometers away from the capital of the gods.

The people in this sect are proficient in ancient strange arts and have blocked the door, so no one has been able to find it for many years.

You two just need to break in from a height of 100 meters outside it, and then use the true qi to shake to destroy the barrier, go."

Speaking of which, this method was developed by Song Di in the original book.

Mu Cang now uses it flexibly and teaches it to his two apprentices.

Wang Nanxun and Song Di immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

But at this moment, Mu Cang suddenly said, "Wait, how are you two going to get there?"

"Uh~"

The two looked at each other, and Wang Nanxun said, "We will go by plane."

"No!"

Mu Cang said expressionlessly, "I want you to run there purely on foot, and you are not allowed to take any means of transportation."

The two immediately understood that this was the master's assignment.

I immediately nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

"Remember~"

Mu Cang turned slowly, "Don't let me down."

The two disciples looked at each other and said respectfully, "Yes! Master!"

Then, the two of them flashed and went out of the imperial palace with a rumbling wind whistle.

Ten minutes later, the servants in the palace trotted in and pushed the door, walked to Mu Cang, and said respectfully:

"Your Highness, the imperial palace has an edict, summoning Your Highness to the palace tonight for a banquet."

"Oh~"

Mu Cang turned his head and whispered to himself, "What does my father want to do?"

A few hours later, night fell.

Daxia Shendu, Zhaoyang Palace of the Imperial Palace

At this time, the princes and princesses had slowly walked into the Zhaoyang Palace.

Among them, there were six princes and three princesses.

The eldest prince, Zunshuo Hou Mu Rui, was plump and kind, with a smile on his face, but his smile was faintly arrogant.

The eldest princess Mu Yun was cold and elegant. Although she was over 40 years old, she was still graceful.

The third prince, Wu'an Hou Mu Kai, was strong and dressed in military uniform, with a thick beard and awe-inspiring without anger.

The fifth prince, Xuanping Hou Mu He, was handsome and noble.

The fourth prince Mu Cheng and the sixth prince Mu Xing gathered together and whispered. Although they were not bad in appearance, their temperament seemed much more mediocre compared with the previous princes.

Like Mu Cang, they had never been granted a title of marquis.

The seventh princess Mu Hong and the eighth princess Mu Lan were still young. As soon as they entered the Zhaoyang Palace, they ran to the second princess and laughed and talked.

The second princess couldn't hold back her cold face, and she started chatting with the two girls with a doting smile.

At this moment, Mu Cang walked into the palace slowly with his hands behind his back.

The seventh and eighth princesses' beautiful eyes immediately lit up, and they walked up to Mu Cang in small steps, and asked in a chattering manner:

"Long time no see, Xiaojiu, hey, how come you look so beautiful now!

Hey, why can't you even see the pores on your skin? Come on, tell the sisters, what skin care products do you use?!"

Mu Cang smiled gently: "Seventh sister and eighth sister, I just made a slight breakthrough in martial arts, nothing else."

Hearing this, the seventh and eighth princesses were dumbfounded: "Ah, martial arts, so tiring, forget it."

"Xiaojiu, you are too modest."

At this time, the fifth prince Xuanping Hou suddenly came over and laughed, "You are the number one in our Daxia martial arts, how can you say that you only made a slight breakthrough?!"

Obviously, he also knew everything about Mu Cang.

After all, Feng Yongchao and others under Xuanping Hou died in the Ninth Prince's mansion.

He really didn't expect it.

Mu Cang, whom he always despised, actually hid so deeply.

When he learned this information at that time, Xuanping Hou thought he had seen it wrong.

"Xiaojiu!"

Suddenly, a thick hand pushed Xuanping Hou away violently.

The fierce-tempered Third Prince Wu'an Hou came over and glared at Mu Cang, asking loudly: "Since you have such skills, why don't you join the army?! What a waste!

How about this, after the banquet today, you don't go anywhere, follow me to the military headquarters, and I will give you a lieutenant.

You are old enough, don't spend your days like Xiao Si and Xiao Liu, when the time comes, you will pass on your skills to the soldiers under my command, which can also be regarded as serving Daxia!"

Wu'an Hou's words were full of doubt.

Mu Cang glanced at him and said lightly:

"Old Third, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Old Third? !

Good fellow!

The princes and princesses were stunned.

They had never expected that the gentle and cowardly Xiaojiu would dare to speak to the third brother like this.

From childhood to adulthood.

Except for the eldest brother and the second sister,--\u003e\u003e

They, the younger brothers and sisters, have always been disciplined by the third brother, so they dared not argue, not even once.

Wu'an Hou was also stunned.

His face began to turn red visibly, and his thick eyebrows exploded, and he was about to explode on the spot.

"Okay!"

At this time, the eldest prince Zunshuo Hou came over and looked at the few people, and said gently, "This is the imperial palace, what are you doing here, so noisy, go away."

The two princesses patted their chests and stuck out their tongues, laughing and holding hands and walking away quickly.

Marquis Xuanping glanced at Mu Cang and Marquis Wu'an, grinned silently, and walked away slowly.

"Huh~"

Marquis Wu'an exhaled lightly, glanced at Mu Cang fiercely, and snorted coldly as he walked towards the front of the palace.

Seeing everyone leave, Marquis Zunshuo turned around and smiled coldly at Mu Cang:

"Master, I know you are very famous in the martial arts world, but please note that this is the imperial palace. I advise you to keep a low profile."

He paused here, and his tone was full of preaching:

"You must know that pursuing martial arts too much will only make you a useless reckless man. For royal nobles like me, wisdom and courage are the most important."

After saying that, he was about to leave with his hands behind his back.

But suddenly, Mu Cang's clear voice came to his ears.

"Without the support of strength, no matter how high the wisdom and courage are, they are just castles in the air. What do you think?"

Marquis Zunshuo froze for a moment, and then continued to walk away without replying.

Mu Cang looked at his fat back and smiled calmly:

"Mortals struggling in the vortex of power and desire are really boring."

Relying on the terrifyingly powerful spiritual power, Mu Cang can clearly sense that the emotional fluctuations in this hall that tend to be warm and affectionate are very rare.

Whether it is the seemingly friendly princesses just now, or the princes and princes, it is the same.

All the gentleness and friendliness in the royal family are simply illusions.

At this moment, Mu Cang suddenly wanted to know.

At this moment, if he suddenly showed a majestic power that could destroy a city and a country.

How would this group of so-called royals who are intoxicated with illusory power react?

I really want to know.

In fact, as the body and soul become stronger.

Deep in Mu Cang's heart, there is no way to regard these mortals who break at the touch as his own kind.

Now, he regards everything in front of him as a game of the world.

When one day he gets tired of playing, he will destroy it at will.

At this time, Emperor Xia, who was supported by the imperial palace attendants from the inner hall, slowly sat down on the dragon throne.

The old emperor raised his hand and patted it gently.

"Pa pa pa ~"

Suddenly, the whole Zhaoyang Palace fell silent.

The princes and princesses all walked to their own square tables and sat down quietly.

Many palace servants began to serve dishes swiftly.

Everyone's square table was soon filled with various exquisite dishes.

Emperor Xia, who was at the head of the palace, said leisurely:

"I summoned you this time for nothing else, just to...select the prince."

As soon as these words came out.

Instantly, the atmosphere of the whole hall changed suddenly.

Marquis Zunshuo, Marquis Wu'an, and Marquis Xuanping were all shocked, and their pupils shone brightly.

The fourth and sixth princes, who were just idling around, could not help but stiffen their hands and feet, and their eyes showed a little yearning.

Only a few princesses were calmer, but their eyes quickly glanced at the princes.

After quietly glancing at Mu Cang, whose expression remained unchanged, Emperor Xia turned around and said softly:

"Jing Hui, you can start now."

Monk Jing Hui, still wearing a black cassock, quietly walked out from the back.

First, he bowed to the old emperor and put his hands together.

Then he turned around and looked vaguely at all the princes present.

His sight vaguely passed them and looked at a more distant place.

"Let me explain."

Emperor Xia looked indifferent, "You all know about the revival of spiritual energy.

Nowadays, the times have begun to change, and the old rules and order may no longer be suitable for the new era.

So I want to choose a prince who is most suitable for the new era."

Without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued:

"The one next to me is Master Jinghui, who is the most skilled person in life skills in the entire Daxia..."

After briefly describing Jinghui's abilities, Emperor Xia said:

"So this time, let him give you a life commentary.

I will choose the most suitable candidate for the prince based on the commentary."

Wow~~

The princes and princes were immediately shocked.

Although the table was full of delicious food, no one paid attention to it.

They all looked at the monk Jinghui who was walking slowly.

"Amitabha~"

Jinghui put his hands together, walked to the table of the sixth prince first, sat cross-legged on the ground slowly, and stared at him expressionlessly.

The Sixth Prince was frightened by the old monk's gaze, and could not help but stammer: "Master, I... "

Jinghui's eyes suddenly shone with divine light, and the spiritual fluctuations that seemed to be substantial instantly lingered and covered the entire Zhaoyang Hall.

Then, the old monk brought up a trail of afterimages with his hands, pinched out one seal after another, and began to recite mysterious and indescribable spells.

--\u003e\u003e

These spells sounded solemn and ancient, mysterious and terrifying.

With each spell he uttered, the air seemed to be imprisoned, making people breathless.

The princes and princesses sitting around clearly did not understand.

But they felt that the meaning of the words was arbitrarily drilling into their brains.

The general meaning is: at the cost of life, pray to the way of heaven to gain the power to see fate clearly.

This double mysterious experience completely dispelled the princes' underestimation of Jinghui.