After the old man finished chanting, Feng Bingwen entered the courtyard. After waving his hand to disperse the mist, he thought about the old man's request.
He naturally knows the old man's thoughts. It can be said that it is his obsession and his lifelong wish. He just wants to see another great master of the Feng family, who can truly shine on the lintel of the family.
As for his father, Feng Zichuan, who was admitted as a scholar, abandoned his books and ran to do business, in the eyes of the old man, it was pure deviant, and he never came back, otherwise he would have to break a leg.
"What rank should I get in the exam?"
This is the question that Feng Bingwen is thinking about now. Before opening the Book of Heaven, his original dream was just to become a Juren master. But now that times have changed, his current pursuit has long changed. The so-called Juren master can't even carry his shoes.
Not worthy.
If he takes part in the imperial examination, Feng Bingwen feels that he has a good chance of being admitted as a Jinshi, and maybe he will be appointed as the number one scholar by the emperor of the dynasty.
It's not that he is extremely knowledgeable and talented, but Feng Bingwen knows that the government's views on him are very complex and somewhat uncertain, so he caters to him most of the time.
Moreover, the results of the imperial examinations are sometimes affected by many factors. Just reading the Four Books and the Five Classics well will result in a childish fame at most, and it is impossible to achieve success.
From the beginning of the government examination, policy theory has been included in the examination content. The examiner sets the questions and the candidates answer the questions. In the absence of standard answers, the examiner has the final say on the results.
Therefore, before each imperial examination, well-connected candidates often try their best to find out about the examiner's political opinions and personality of the exam they are going to take, and then answer based on these, hoping to cater to the examiner's preferences and get a ranking.
And this situation will continue until the palace examination. The palace examination is actually to determine the ranking of Jinshi who pass the examination. At this point, it is even more nonsense. In most cases, it is based on face and character.
If among a group of Jinshi, the appearance is outstanding, there is no chance that the emperor will select him as the Tanhualang. As for the number one scholar, he will naturally be the one with the most outstanding literary talent. However, if the appearance is not up to standard, he may be dismissed by the emperor. The previous dynasty was
There is this case.
It can be seen from this that if you want to become an official in the court, you don't just have to study hard. Starting from the government examination, you have to find ways to figure out the examiner's intentions and cater to your superiors.
For Feng Bingwen, who pursues eternal life and freedom, this situation is naturally impossible to accept. Let him try to figure out the thoughts of a group of officials and ponder their political opinions and propositions, then forget it.
However, this was also the old man's request. Even if he just stopped taking the exam, it would not be justified. After all, he had been kind to him in raising and teaching him, and this kindness had to be repaid.
"Why don't you just follow my father's lead and become a scholar? Then you can say that you did your best."
Feng Bingwen thought about it for a while, and then decided to pay attention. Just take the imperial examination casually, don't take it too seriously.
"This is because the old man is really angry, so we might as well let him take the imperial examination again. Anyway, he is as strong as an ox now, and he is still able to achieve great goals."
After the great filial piety Sun Feng Bingwen finished pondering this trivial matter, he began to sort out the gains of Dragon Palace and his party.
Well, although he went to give a gift, Xuanting Dragon King was also a real dragon and gave him a valuable gift in return.
"Well, Daluo Silver Essence, Immortal Lapis Gold, Taiyi Fine Gold, Star God Sand..."
Feng Bingwen took out the belt that was given as a return gift from the Dragon King, and took out this rare storage magic weapon, which was worth more than a hundred times a thousand times.
Each kind of magical material may seem small, such as Da Luo Yin Jing, for example, but it is about the size of a fist and weighs several thousand kilograms, which is astonishing in weight. And this kind of magical material is also a rare thing for the wealthy Dragon Palace.
Zheng~
After taking out these small amounts of immortal treasures and divine materials one by one, Feng Bingwen heard the sound of weapons trembling inside his body. This time, Feng Bingwen did not restrain himself and allowed a broken divine weapon to jump out of his body.
Even if this magic weapon cannot speak, Feng Bingwen, who has refined it, can still feel its joy. Its current broken state is like missing arms and legs. At this time, there are immortal materials.
, it means that it can be restored to full health, how can you not like it?
"Can you absorb it by yourself? If not, I can cultivate a magical power to assist you."
Feng Bingwen looked at Fang Tianji who started to circle in his room and asked.
The innate five-element Taoist body can cultivate all the Tao, Dharma and magical powers in the world without any obstacles. Not only is he practicing a Tao, but even if he chooses to refine elixirs and cast tools, he is also an unparalleled genius.
Although his realm is low, he has the blessing of the Taoist body and can cultivate the famous Nanming Li Fire. Even the true fire of the sun can be cultivated. However, the most suitable weapon for refining is the civil and military fire derived from the true fire of Samadhi and the foundation.
Six Ding Divine Fire.
Zheng~
However, Feng Bingwen's kindness received an ungrateful response. The broken divine weapon turned into a bloody divine light, rolled up the divine material, escaped into his body, turned into an oval-shaped blood cocoon, and began to
repair.
“It’s quite worry-free.”
Upon seeing this, Feng Bingwen took a closer look and found that the magic weapon had indeed begun to recover, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore.
However, this situation made Feng Bingwen realize once again how extraordinary the broken magic weapon he had obtained was. There were not many spiritual weapons and magic weapons in the world that could repair themselves.
"What about you? Do you need materials?"
After solving the problem of the broken Fang Tianji, Feng Bingwen calmed down again and asked another big family member in his body. What he got was a sword chant full of rebellious meaning.
Just the bones of the evil beast demon ancestor!
This is the response of the ancient sword tower, and Feng Bingwen has nothing to do about it. This is a killing weapon forged by the human sword immortals in order to survive at the beginning of the human race's ignorance. It is different from the mainstream magic weapons in the current practice world.
After handling the Dragon King's return gift, Feng Bingwen looked at the viewing fees given by the old Dragon Kings in order to watch the Dragon Wen Dao characters written by him.
A magical tea tree!
A complete set of magical tea sets!
A dragon paperweight!
The Lingcha tree can be planted in the courtyard when there is free time. Feng Bingwen's attention still fell on the gift from the Red Sky Dragon King.
"Bai Yujing!"
It is said that the palace city was excavated from the ruins of a lost Immortal Sect, and it was only part of the mountain gate pattern of that Immortal Sect, one of the five cities on the twelfth floor.
Feng Bingwen has no idea of collecting all the floors scattered around. He just wants to refine and control this palace city.
"According to the Dragon King's description, I can break the Mustard Seed Law with just one thought, allowing Bai Yujing to truly manifest."
He did whatever he thought of, Feng Bingwen's mobility has always been outstanding, he did whatever he thought of, and he flew out of the Feng family mansion again, without even sitting on his butt, and flew over Wolong Lake.
Considering the scale of Bai Yujing, it may be a bit exaggerated. In order to avoid disturbing the surrounding people of Qingshan County, Feng Bingwen gathered large clouds at a thought, forming a huge cloud group stretching for dozens of miles above Wolong Lake.
After all this was done, Feng Bingwen took out a miniature palace city wrapped in a light red spherical magic ban given by the Dragon King. He gently raised his hand and clicked on the legal ban.
Bo~
Just as the Dragon King said, the legal prohibition will be broken at the touch, and the white jade palace city, which is only about a foot square, suddenly rises in the wind. Almost in the blink of an eye, there are multiple buildings, jade railings, and palaces, which are magnificent.
The majestic and majestic white jade palace city hangs above the clouds.
A palace city that was thirty miles square suddenly appeared. The majestic palaces and pavilions immediately caused the sky to turbulence, the wind and clouds surged, and the Wolong Lake below it was filled with huge waves and thunderous waves crashing on the shore.
This was a change in the celestial phenomena that would inevitably be caused by the birth of a heavy treasure. Feng Bingwen had expected it, but he still underestimated the changes caused by the white jade crystal.
The clouds that stretched for dozens of miles that he gathered using the dragon method were torn into pieces almost the moment Bai Yujing appeared.
However, Bai Yujing did not appear in the eyes of ordinary people because of this, because this palace city that had just broken free from the legal restrictions seemed to be "hungry" for demand. When it appeared in the world, it was swallowing up the spiritual energy of the world, which then caused the strange phenomenon.
.
However, even if the people of Qingshan County could not see Bai Yujing, they could intuitively feel the cyclone vortex caused by Bai Yujing, which immediately triggered panic.
Fortunately, this vision went away as quickly as it came. Before the people of Qingshan County could see that astonishing scene, they packed up their belongings and peace returned to Wolong Lake.
And this is because Feng Bingwen has already set foot in Baiyujing, a veritable residence of the Immortal Saint, with five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the grid, beautiful buildings and jade chambers, and a variety of wonderful scenes.
What is a little regretful is that there is no immortal saint living among them, only a handsome young man steps forward to inspect this place where the rays of light are shining, the auspicious energy is transpiring, and the immortal energy is misty.
"The things left by the ancient immortal Tao Taiqing Tao are really good. Unfortunately, I asked Old Chixiao for it many times, but the old dragon refused to give it. I didn't expect that he gave it to you."
Just as Feng Bingwen was inspecting this shelter, the purple energy was majestic, the evil spirit was rising, and the evil fox with hair as silver as snow came through the air. He squatted on the top of a nine-story tower, looked down at Feng Bingwen below, and spoke in a rather strange tone.
Not good.
"..."
Feng Bingwen raised his head and looked at the big fox squatting between the towers. He was speechless. He really didn't know what to say.
This great sage of the monster race attended a banquet and slept on his stomach without saying anything. At this time, he was following him so inconspicuously, which really made people speechless.
"The Demon Saint is not in the Dragon Palace at this time, so why did he come to this remote place like mine?"
Although it was very painful, Feng Bingwen felt the evil spirit that had permeated the whole city and had to speak.
"I thought I would be the first to leave, but I didn't expect someone to leave earlier than me. I also had nothing to do, so I came over to take a look, and I saw you took out Bai Yujing."
There was no malice in this big fox's expression, but Feng Bingwen couldn't detect any kindness at all.