Although he took the initiative to stop Feng Bingwen's red-armored dragon general Faxiang, the city god was still hesitant to speak and seemed not to have made up his mind completely.
"Lord City God, please speak."
Feng Bingwen's attitude seemed very gentle. When the God of Incense and Fire asked for his help, he usually asked for help in chasing down some troublesome monsters, because they had geographical restrictions and could not freely walk among the mountains and rivers.
"The God of Wind will take the initiative to help us suppress the ghosts. We and the other city gods are very grateful. We shouldn't bother you anymore, but now that things have come to a point, we have no choice but to turn to you for help."
But the City God was still squirming on his face, as if he couldn't pass the test in his heart, and even showed a look of shame on his face.
"Lord City God, what are you talking about? I was born and raised here, how can I sit back and watch tens of millions of people here sink into fire and water and ignore it? Please don't say any more words of thanks. This is my duty. thing."
Feng Bingwen, who has achieved more than 50,000 meritorious deeds, has a righteous expression on his face.
But the ghosts and gods did not see that he had benefited. All they could see was that after the immortal disciple killed a monster with the power of thunder, he hurried to the next place without even collecting the corpse.
With such a noble character, profound understanding of righteousness, and caring for all people, even though many ghosts and gods have never been in contact with Feng Bingwen, they have a good impression of this immortal disciple just by hearing about his related deeds.
"Oh, you are indeed a true cultivator who was favored by the immortal and accepted as his personal disciple. I can't trouble you about this matter. I will take my leave first."
Under Feng Bingwen's somewhat surprised gaze, the city god in front of him seemed to be moved by his words and deeds. He slightly cupped his hands and was about to leave.
"Lord Chenghuang, what are you doing? You came here to find me. Why do you want to leave without saying a word? Do you think you look down on me?"
Naturally, Feng Bingwen would not let the good deeds he had obtained fly away, so he grabbed the city god. It was originally an insubstantial body condensed with the divine power of incense, but Feng Bingwen was restrained by Feng Bingwen.
It's not that the city god is pretending, but that after three days of separation, he should look at each other with admiration. During this day, he fought non-stop with all kinds of demons. If even something like the body of the god of incense and fire can change from reality to reality, and then from reality to reality. If he can't be caught, then he won't be around anymore.
"Of course I don't look down on you, but this matter is too dangerous. I'm afraid it will ruin your practice and harm your Taoism."
The city god shook his head repeatedly and couldn't help showing a sad look on his face.
"It seems that Lord Cheng Huang doesn't know me very well. I have been killing demons here for a long time, and I have never encountered an enemy who can fight with me for a round."
"This demon is different from the ones you have encountered before. Its heels are very extraordinary."
"Tell me, what kind of monster is giving you such a headache? It came to me and you still don't want to speak."
"I didn't see it clearly. I only knew that when the demon came and went, there was a golden light. When it opened its mouth and swallowed, hundreds of living people fell into its mouth without even a scream. It was very vicious. So far, we and the City God have From the exchange of information, we can conclude that this beast has devoured thousands of people."
"What? There are such ferocious monsters coming to the border of Dongting Lake. How come I haven't heard of them?"
When Feng Bingwen heard this, he was immediately shocked.
The monster that swallowed thousands of people was really fierce and fierce, and the most outrageous thing was that these ghosts and gods were unable to do anything to the monster and even asked him for help.
"The speed of this demon is too fast, and its character is arrogant and domineering. He doesn't take us seriously at all. Every time he devours us, it's just a joke. If not, I'm afraid more people would be devoured by him."
"Come on, take me to see you. I want to see what kind of monster dares to be so arrogant."
"General Fengshen, don't be impatient. Listen to what I have to say first. Although no one among us has seen the true form of this beast, judging from the magical powers it displays, it is very likely that it is the demon king from the alien demon kingdom.
!Nine times out of ten, its heels are those of the golden-winged roc, which is famous for its extreme speed in ancient and modern times."
"Garuda?"
Feng Bingwen's expression became very serious, but this could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
"Don't be ridiculous, General Fengshen, how could he be such a ferocious beast that can fight with a real dragon? If such ferocious beasts come to Xuanting Lake, I am afraid that the dragon king who can turn into a dragon and walk through the water may be swallowed up.
Let’s go.”
"Tsk, so the one who ran wild here is just a bird with impure blood?"
Even though Feng Bingwen didn't have much knowledge about the practice world, he also knew that Long Peng had been his mortal enemy since ancient times. In ancient times, there was a Tian Peng who claimed to eat eight hundred dragons in one day, even though he only had a few dragons.
The big snake is angry, but it is enough to see the depth of the opposition between the two Longpeng clans.
"If you want to say that, you are right."
Naturally, the city god would not defend a ferocious bird that devoured the people. Although the Fengshen general said it hard to hear, it was actually the case.
The pure-blooded Golden-winged Dapeng is the equivalent of a true dragon. It is a great evil that can only be subdued by a being at the level of a true immortal Buddha.
"So, it's because this bastard bird ran too fast that you couldn't catch him. You want to ask me for help?"
"That's true. Although we have some means of trapping the enemy, the bastard bird often runs away before we can use it."
It seems that because he was offended by the golden-winged bird, this graceful city god also brought some ordinary emotions into his words.
"It's just this matter. I thought it was no big deal, so I took over the matter."
Feng Bingwen didn't care much. The golden-winged roc's speed was indeed very difficult to deal with.
But it's not that there are no methods of restraint. Taoism holds the world in its sleeves and Buddhism holds the Buddha's kingdom in its palms, both of which can restrain extreme speed to a certain extent.
Although Feng Bingwen does not know these two famous magical powers, in addition to the magical powers that can restrain magical powers, magic weapons can also restrain magical powers. As long as he is willing to pay the price, how can a little Peng bird turn the world upside down?
"Don't be careless, General Fengshen. Although this demon bird has impure blood, it has already condensed the demon elixir. If it were in that wild land, it would be able to occupy the mountain and become its king."
"Since Lord City God came to see me, there must have been arrangements, Lord City God, but it doesn't matter."
"According to our guess, the reason why this Peng bird joined us from overseas must be because he heard the news that the Xuanting Dragon Lord was about to turn into a dragon, and he wanted to plot something evil."
"In this case, then go directly to Xuanting Dragon Palace!"
Feng Bingwen's thinking is very straightforward.
"The Dragon Palace in Xuanting Lake has been completely closed. Unless the Dragon Lord starts to escape, it will not be reopened."
"So, you are responsible for the disaster caused by that Dragon Lord?"
Feng Bingwen's tone was a bit playful. Just the incident of Mr. Long's affair has probably caused dissatisfaction among many people in the Daqian court. However, Mr. Long has a good father, so he can't hold it in. Let it out.
"After all, Xuanting Dragon King has ensured good weather for three hundred years around Xuanting Lake."
"hehe."
Feng Bingwen smiled and said nothing. At this time, even the saints would have some ideas, let alone people. If the ghosts and gods around Xuanting Lake had no objections to the Dragon Lord, it would be strange.
"Then the Lord City God wants me to be a bait? To lure out this feathered bird, and then you can take this opportunity to trap it."
"This is the general plan. You need to take a lot of risks. But you have already done so many things, and if you put yourself at risk again, how can we have the face to accept the incense offerings."
"No need to say more, just do as you say, but I have a few requests."
"What?"
"After you trap this roc, I will personally cut off the bird's head!"
"...there is nothing you can't do."
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's request, the City God looked at the general in front of him strangely. He had dragon horns on his forehead and dense dragon scales on his cheeks.
Although he has very distinct dragon characteristics, as far as he knows, this is just the dharma of this immortal, not his real body. How could he have the same obsession as the dragon? Could it be that he was adversely affected by this dharma.
However, this kind of request is not a big deal. No matter who kills him, it is the same. If this immortal disciple does it, they will save themselves some trouble, so they will naturally not refuse.
After agreeing on the plan, Feng Bingwen set out for the area where the golden-winged roc was frequently active. However, as soon as he reached the sky in that area, Feng Bingwen felt an aura that made him extremely disgusted.
"This feeling of disgust is indeed a golden-winged roc, and its bloodline is not bad. Ordinary rocs don't have the guts to run wild on Lord Long's territory."
Feng Bingwen's eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the sky and the earth. Naturally, he could not find the bird that came and went like light.
So, I saw this god standing in the clouds puffing up his chest, and the next moment, I heard him shout angrily,
"Where is the golden-winged miscellaneous bird? I am the water king of Wolong Lake. I heard that there are demon birds making trouble here. I can't help but have a big appetite. I came here specially to have a taste of roc meat. Why don't you show up quickly? ?”
Blessed by the powerful dragon power, Feng Bingwen's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Amidst such provocative shouts, in a pool of water below the earth, a roc bird whose body was as bright as gold was fluttering and flying, holding a large snake in its mouth that was twisting endlessly and looking extremely painful. .
cracking!
Amidst the violent cries, Feng Bingwen saw the golden roc bird, which brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression, raised its head, opened its mouth and swallowed the still twisting and struggling snake into its belly. There were golden eyes flashing with thunder, staring directly at him.
"I wonder who dares to be so arrogant. It turns out he is an empty shell."
As the golden light shone, the bird as big as a small mountain transformed into a majestic young man with an enchanting appearance. He seemed to see through the essence of Feng Bingwen's appearance at a glance and started to laugh.
"You think I can speak nonsense just because I am hiding in a safe place?"