As the dragon general standing on the clouds roared angrily, the thunder and lightning that were already swimming in the dark clouds seemed to have received the order of the king.
Thousands of thunderbolts fell from the sky together, striking at the demon clouds that were rolling down below. The big demon among them, who wanted to rob the people and enjoy the blood of the human race, was suddenly frightened and full of fear.
Among all demons, who is not afraid of thunder?
Even if he is a dragon who can manipulate clouds and rain and command thunder, if he is really doomed and faced with the majestic power of heaven, he will have a narrow escape.
"God, have mercy on me!"
Under the thunder, the hunched monster begged for mercy, but Feng Bingwen couldn't hear its howl. Under the rolling thunder, hundreds of thunderbolts chopped up the smelly monster cloud lingering around it.
Two pure.
The rest of the thunder fell on it in one fell swoop. No matter how powerful the monster's body was, which it took hundreds of years to forge, even the steel and iron bones were turned into charred black slag under the thunder.
An unpleasant smell of burnt flesh and blood drifted away in the wind in the heavy rain. The big monster swayed in the air a few times and then fell downwards. The ordinary people below it had already had the foresight to avoid it and let the good people escape.
There was a large open space, and this monster, which was several feet tall, was allowed to fall to the ground, causing a splash of muddy water.
It was also at this time that the people who were close saw clearly what the monster looked like. Although it looked human-like, the huge tortoise shell on its back exposed its heels and feet.
"I thought it was some big monster, but it turned out to be a green turtle that became a spirit!"
"So ugly!"
"This guy is really shameless. He didn't even remove his turtle shell, and he dared to call himself the Green-haired Ancestor."
"Ridiculous."
"Is this green-haired turtle dead? If not, let's go up and replenish the sword quickly."
The common people looked at the excitement, and even though they were physically and mentally exhausted, they were all excited after seeing such strange and strange stories about gods descending demons, whispering to each other, and talking about it.
And those young Taoist priests who didn't even have a chance to use Taoist magic also came up, wondering if they should go up and strike two swords, so that they would have a reputation to brag about when they returned to the mountain gate.
Together with the gods, we will slay the great demon!
"You don't want to be rude. Senior is still watching from the sky. If this monster was still alive, the thunder would have struck down from the sky, and he would definitely be dead."
A clever Taoist priest raised his head and quietly glanced at the top. Among the separated clouds, the god standing at the top was so majestic and dazzling that he did not dare to take a second look, and quickly tugged on the sleeves of his fellow monks beside him.
"That senior hasn't left yet."
"Gone, gone."
"Hey, senior is gone."
"Senior, you don't want this demon corpse anymore?"
These young Taoist priests were a little confused. They looked up at the sky. The thick clouds that had been torn apart a moment ago had closed again. Under the pouring rain, there was nowhere to be seen, like the divine general who just waved his halberd and dropped thousands of thunderbolts.
shadow.
"I guess I don't want it anymore, everyone has already left."
"Does this mean we can take it?"
"If you don't take it, just throw it here? What a waste!"
"Brothers, I think this is because the senior has great magical powers and doesn't see the small things in this little demon, so he gave it to us."
"Yes, yes, I think what my junior brother said makes sense. The senior probably didn't like the green turtle. He found it difficult to even reach out to pick it up, so he left it here. He probably agreed with us to use it.
"
"After all, this senior is not an elder of the sect. Isn't it good for us to take him like this?"
"What's wrong with this? We are all practitioners. This senior saved the human race from danger and has a noble character. This move must have been calculated."
"Junior brother, don't think too much. Do you know the truth that you cannot refuse the gifts given by your elders?"
"Although we are not the elders of our sect, we will keep this kindness in our hearts. If we have the opportunity in the future, we will definitely repay it."
"Shao Hu, you are so brave. This senior is already able to command thunder. We have just passed the stage of breathing in and out, and have just begun to practice."
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"
When one of the young Taoist priests heard this, his eyes were filled with vigor and high fighting spirit. This time when he went out to practice, he finally saw the magical power possessed by the great monk, which strengthened his determination to seek Taoism.
"Stop talking nonsense and deal with this turtle monster quickly. There are a lot of little monsters and monsters peeping around here. Don't let your guard down and let the monsters harm mortal lives."
In the forest nearby, a group of little goblins looked at each other. They saw with their own eyes that the big goblin who could devour them with his mouth was chopped to death, and now he was cut into pieces by a group of little Taoist priests without dignity.
"Brothers, I suddenly don't want to eat people. I just remembered that I should be eating grass, and my practice should be to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, not to eat meat."
A wolf demon stood up, its two claws that were not yet fully transformed were placed together, and he imitated the posture of the knight-errant with his hands and fists, and his tone was solemn.
"I think what the elder brother said makes sense. I almost went astray due to a mistake in my thoughts, but it's not too late to turn around now. Brother, I am willing to follow you into the mountains to practice pure cultivation."
A fox raised its paw.
"You two are cowards. If you don't dare to eat people, just say so. What are you pretending to be?"
"What? You still want to eat people, so don't blame the brothers for breaking up with you."
"Fart, who wants to eat humans? What's so delicious about human flesh? I've heard it a long time ago. Human flesh is so sour that it doesn't taste good."
"Didn't you clamor for a few live arrests before?"
"I haven't tasted this before, so I'm curious."
"Then why aren't you curious now?"
"fear death."
"You are so sincere, Lao Liu. If you are so sincere, we can still be brothers."
"Pooh."
At the same time, Feng Bingwen, who had only half-crossed the threshold of cultivation, but was already regarded as a senior figure in the cultivation world, was speeding through the air. He did not mind at all that he was being discussed by a group of little Taoist priests, let alone this group of cute cultivators.
Newly carve up the corpse of the great demon he killed.
It's not like he is short-sighted. Even if he doesn't know the specific value of a great demon corpse that has been practiced for hundreds of years, it must be extremely cherished. Although he has no use for it, he can also put it away and exchange it for something else.
But Feng Bingwen still confiscated it. The main reason is that he is now rich and doesn't like these rags and pieces. He has also checked that the big demon is an ancestor, but in fact the most valuable thing is the one on his back.
Turtle shell, but that thing is really of no use to him.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: Wu Wan Qi Qian Lu Bai (57600)
Evil deeds: Two thousand one hundred seventy five (2175)
Feng Bingwen's 57,000 good deeds had never been so generous. With this accumulation, those junkies naturally looked down upon them and casually rewarded them to these little newbies.
Of course, there is another reason, and that is to play the long game to catch the big fish. Although this time humanity suffered a catastrophe, and he has accumulated such a large amount of good deeds in a short period of time, such a catastrophe for humanity may not happen once in a hundred years.
Therefore, for future practice, he must make early plans. Anyone who is causally involved with him, especially those living beings whose fate has been changed due to his influence, will bring him different proportions of good deeds or actions.
It's bad karma.
It was precisely because he had the idea that he could increase his good deeds even if he could lie still in the future, so Feng Bingwen was so generous in acting as a money-distributing boy and simply slaying demons without collecting their remains.
If you take something from Feng Bingwen, it will be considered as a cause and effect with him. If you soar into the sky because of it, that would be even better.
This is what is called extensive good karma.
These monks who have formed a karmic relationship with him do not need to have any high level of cultivation in the future. As long as they can uphold the practice and do one good deed every day, for him, it is immeasurable good deeds.
If someone accidentally becomes a demon and brings bad consequences to him, it can be said that he is beheaded. If all the bad guys are killed, only the good guys will be left. At that time, the karma will not be added to him.
"We must seize the time."
Planning for future practice, the clouds and mist surging under Feng Bingwen's feet accelerated a little faster. The dragon eyes blooming with electric light patrolled the land that was almost submerged in water, searching for possible man-eating monsters.
In addition to a lot of good deeds, rescuing people in distress also involves bad deeds. But killing those monsters who try to use people as fuel to improve their cultivation is much simpler and more pure.
Large-scale rescue of civilians will inevitably save some ruffians and bullies. But killing cannibals and demons will only result in good deeds and no karma.
Therefore, in comparison, Feng Bingwen prefers to wield the square halberd, causing thunder in the sky to slay demons.
"General Fengshen! Please stay!"
At this time, Feng Bingwen, who was walking against the thunder, heard the shouts. He stopped immediately and saw a bright yellow divine light rising from the ground. After breaking through the thunder clouds, it fell in front of him and condensed into a body.
A god wearing a red robe and holding a wat tablet.
"It turns out to be Lord Cheng Huang. I wonder if you need help with something?"
The familiar fragrance of sandalwood surged in the clouds, and Feng Bingwen's face was filled with joy, without the slightest hint of anger.
In just one day, he basically understood the general situation around Dongting Lake. This area is densely populated, which means that incense is flourishing and Shinto is prosperous.
This time the imperial court organized the migration of tens of millions of people in an extremely hasty manner, but it was a proactive plan after all. Although riots were inevitable, there were no major disturbances in the overall situation, and most of the situations were under control.
It is also expected that demons will take advantage of the situation to cause chaos. The officials in the Yang world and the ghosts and gods in the underworld will join forces at the same time to suppress those demons and monsters who think they can fish in troubled waters.
It is precisely because of this that during this day, although Feng Bingwen killed many people who could be called great demons, none of them could pose a threat to him.
For no other reason, the real big guy didn't show up at all, he wasn't blind, and the human dynasty was in control of the situation, so how could he come out and commit suicide?