Chapter 181: Text that should not exist in the world
"Fellow Taoist, what troubles do you have? If you encounter any difficulties, you can talk to Yingli in detail. Yingli is not very capable, but she can still help solve some small things."
In the water pavilion that was completely isolated from the outside world, the girl Dragon King, who had become friends with Feng Bingwen, spoke softly.
After Feng Bingwen was shocked to hear about the other party's background and part of his cultivation experience, he also revealed a little bit about himself. His parents were still alive and he had a happy family. He said that he was not an innate being, but just got an opportunity.
Possess a fairy body.
For such an answer, the girl who was born holy was naturally a little disappointed, but feeling Feng Bingwen's aura similar to hers, she still couldn't help but feel some kindness.
So they started chatting with Feng Bingwen, and Feng Bingwen, who was worrying about the gift, noticed that the time was passing by, and couldn't help but become a little anxious. This emotion was immediately noticed by the girl who was born with extremely keen five senses, and she directly asked
.
"If I say it, fellow Taoist, don't laugh at me."
Feng Bingwen felt a little embarrassed. For a guest like him, even though there were tens of thousands of aquatic creatures congratulating him, he was probably the only one.
"No, fellow Taoist Feng, please speak."
As if she could hear something secret, the girl's starry eyes lit up again.
"I didn't prepare any gifts."
Feng Bingwen spread his hands helplessly.
If this was done by someone else, he would be disgusted. They notified the banquet time a year in advance, and even sent their parents and children to greet them before the banquet. But in the end, they didn't even prepare a decent gift.
It's so shameless to come here and eat and drink for free while licking your face like this.
"Ah, this!"
The girl was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that the person in front of her, who she felt quite friendly to, was actually troubled by such a thing.
"It doesn't matter, there's still enough time."
"But I don't know what to give."
Hearing the relief from Dragon King Yingli, Feng Bingwen also felt a headache. Whether he wanted it or not, the name of the reincarnated sage was attached to him. If the gift he gave was too outrageous, he would be laughed at.
Sending a congratulatory gift is easy, but sending a congratulatory gift that matches the status of the reincarnated sage is so difficult.
"Although you have an immortal body, you have just started practicing and do not have enough knowledge. Be casual. There is no shortage of treasures in any Dragon Palace."
"This is the truth, but I can't just write a word and send it up!"
Feng Bingwen casually said that the water tribes queuing up outside the Dragon Palace would give them random pearls, clams and the like, but it would be a bit pricey if he gave them something like this.
"Um!"
Just saying this casually, Feng Bingwen was suddenly startled, and he immediately came to his senses, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, do you have an idea?"
Looking at Feng Bingwen's expression, Yingli asked curiously.
She was also bored. Although there were many dragons in the Dragon Palace, none of them except the Dragon King dared to talk to her in such a relaxed and easy-going tone. Not only did they lack the courage, but they also lacked the strength.
The Dragon King is qualified to communicate with her on an equal footing, but her heels are too special, so that the Dragon King doesn't really like to communicate with her. They were having a good chat to share their practice experiences, but suddenly they were stabbed with a knife to show off their faces. Who can bear this?
Come on.
"I would like to ask fellow Taoist, what is the gift you have prepared?"
Feng Bingwen was not in a hurry to answer, but was curious about the gift prepared by the Dragon King in front of her. Such a question was quite rude, but Dragon King Yingli obviously didn't care. She stretched out her hand, and a miniature mountain range that looked exquisite and delicate appeared in front of her.
On the palm of your hand.
"I have prepared an adamantine mine!"
"..."
Feng Bingwen stared at the mountain range that had shrunk countless times in the girl's hand, and was speechless for a while. It should be said that he was truly worthy of being a Dragon King. This way of giving gifts is something that I really can't learn.
Zheng~
At this time, the sound of fighting came from Feng Bingwen's body, and the longing expressed in it was felt by the Dragon King sitting opposite Feng Bingwen.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, you need..."
The girl blinked her eyes, but was interrupted by Feng Bingwen as soon as she opened her mouth. He first mobilized the vast fairy spirit energy in his body to suppress Fang Tianji that wanted to fly out, and then spoke,
"I don't have anything with me that can be traded with fellow Taoist. If you have extra Taiyi fine gold with you, just leave it for later!"
It was true that the Dragon King sitting opposite him was a wealthy woman, but Feng Bingwen felt that he still needed to be more ethical. It would be too shameful for him to eat soft food after only a short time of meeting her.
"Oh, I also want to say that if fellow Taoist is not properly prepared, I can share half of the mine with you. Anyway, it won't be a problem."
Yingli nodded, but her expression didn't change. She didn't think there was anything to cherish about a mountain of fine gold ore that could be picked up anywhere. Since the other party insisted, she didn't care.
"..."
When Feng Bingwen heard this, his breath froze.
Damn it, he didn't envy it, but it was a fine gold mine.
If you have profound supernatural powers, you can extract Taiyi Fine Gold from it. This is also the first-class spiritual material in the world of cultivation and is a hard currency for great monks.
"Have you decided what to give me, fellow Taoist?"
Seeing that Feng Bingwen was silent, Yingli Dragon King blinked his starry eyes and asked, with a hint of expectation in his words.
"I have roughly thought about it and am about to give it a try."
With that said, Feng Bingwen took out a pile of fine rice paper from his sleeve, and in front of the Dragon King, he took out one by one the Four Treasures of the Study that his biological father bought for him.
Needless to say, his father, who went into business, was really willing to spend money on his education, including pens, inks, paper and inkstones, a collection of classics and history, and all the items needed for studying were not bad, and they were all delivered to his home by the truckload.
, without any regard for his own son's ability to bear it.
However, it would seem ridiculous to place a mortal treasure in front of a Dragon King. Even if Feng Bingwen uses it every day and is contaminated by the fairy spirit, it will look quite weird.
"Are fellow Taoists planning to send you a calligraphy and painting with a handwritten letter?"
Seeing Feng Bingwen spreading rice paper, grinding ink, and looking ready to splash the ink, the Dragon King, who had nowhere to go, became even more excited.
"No, I'm going to send a word."
After grinding the ink, Feng Bingwen answered casually, picked up the wolf hair, stained it with thick ink, and began to write on the paper.
The first stroke was unremarkable, the second stroke fell, and a sudden flash of inspiration occurred. Before the third stroke was written, the spread rice paper turned into ashes silently, and no trace remained.
"As expected."
Seeing the remaining ashes on the table in front of him, Feng Bingwen was not surprised, it was expected.
As the saying goes, sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away means less courtesy than more affection.
The gift does not have to be expensive. Of course, the more expensive the better, it's true, but he really can't imitate the magnanimity of Dragon King Yingli who digs a mine as a gift.
He couldn't give away expensive gifts. The most valuable thing in Feng Bingwen's body, apart from the broken halberd and the broken tower that Tianshu gave him, was only the dragon armor given to him by Long Jun. He couldn't give it to him.
He should return the things given to him as gifts.
Therefore, he could only find another way, focus on his intentions, and send a painting and calligraphy of inestimable value.
The calligraphy and painting written by the sages themselves, no matter where they are placed, they cannot produce a single bad word.
However, when giving such a low-cost gift, the content on it must not be too bad, there must be something that can fool people.
Feng Bingwen thought about it, and the first thing he naturally thought of was the half of the Innate Taoist Sutra that he had comprehended when he was transforming into the Immortal Gourd. The entire text of that half of the Taoist Sutra only had a few hundred words, but every word was precious.
It contains the principles of Taoism and gave Feng Bingwen a lot of insights.
Feng Bingwen naturally did not intend to give this innate Taoist scripture as a gift. He was not generous enough to do so. This was an immortal scripture that only his future disciples could learn.
He just thought about picking out a word from it, writing it down, and then sending it out as a gift.
Well, that's right, it's just one word, not a sentence, let alone a paragraph, just one word, the word "dragon".
Although it is just one word, it also contains the true meaning of the Great Dao. It is impossible for Feng Bingwen to write down the word "dragon" he saw. He has not yet fully understood it.
But it's still okay to copy one or two, and the true meaning revealed in it is enough to fool people, bah, it's enough to serve as a gift.
It was only after his initial attempt that he discovered that this innate Taoist inscription was not something that ordinary objects could withstand. The fine rice paper turned to dust after just writing a few strokes on it.
Of course, Feng Bingwen would not give up easily. He took out some unusual objects and tried them in front of a Dragon King. Not surprisingly, they all turned into fly ash.
What lasted the longest was a page of metal paper tempered with spiritual iron. Even so, Feng Bingwen only wrote half of it, and the page of metal paper still had its spiritual energy dissipated and turned into waste.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, try using this piece of paper!"
Dragon King Yingli, who watched Feng Bingwen make more than a dozen attempts with his own eyes, took out a piece of gold paper and handed it to Feng Bingwen.
"Why is this so embarrassing?"
Touching the gold paper placed in front of him, the special material looked like gold but not gold wire, and looked like jade but not jade, and Feng Bingwen understood that this was an extraordinary treasure.
"Fellow Taoist, you are not stingy. Let me watch you write your innate Taoist text. What does a piece of paper mean?"
Dragon King Yingli shook his head, as if she had taken advantage.
"If you can write out exactly what you have in mind, it would be helpful for me to watch from the sidelines. Fellow Taoist, just use it."
"Then I'm not welcome."
Everyone has said this, so how could Feng Bingwen shirk it? He once again splashed his brush and ink, and his pen was very smooth, and this time he wrote extremely smoothly and finished it in one go.
When the pen fell, thunder sprang up in the void, striking at the golden book that carried the innate Taoist text with the word "dragon". But before the thunder fell, it was wiped away by a jade hand, along with the disaster that was still brewing.