Chapter 274 Yunlong chariot, the demon country is brimming with
"Junior brother, what do you think of my Dharma training?"
After Taoist Zhenxuan introduced it with great interest, he looked at Feng Bingwen expectantly, waiting for his evaluation.
Feng Bingwen was silent for a moment. This situation and scene seemed so familiar, as if he had seen it before somewhere.
"Senior brother, I have fought against contemporary Dao disciples of Tianjian Dao, and I am very familiar with the aura. If I had not met senior brother here, I would have really thought that he was born in Tianjian Dao."
"Hahaha, junior brother, are you really..."
"Jiang Wuji, have you said enough? You have said enough, leave my Feixian Palace immediately. Everyone in this palace knows that you have become a Taibai Geng Golden Dharma Appearance!"
Before the true senior brother could finish speaking, a roaring sound roared and exploded in Feng Bingwen's ears.
Then, Feng Bingwen saw a tall and burly Taoist with bulging muscles that seemed to tear his Taoist robe apart. His beard was as thick as a steel needle under his jaw.
But this Taoist priest with a striking figure now had his eyes wide open and blazing, like the golden crow sun, which could not be looked directly at. His terrifying gaze all fell on the young man in front of Feng Bingwen.
"Oh, no, I've just met this new junior fellow apprentice, and I haven't even had a few words with him yet!"
Jiang Wuji's face was full of reluctance, and his eyes looking at Feng Bingwen were full of reluctance.
In this Taishangdao Mountain Gate, it is rare to find someone to say a few words to. Even if you meet someone, you are often unable to make a sound. It is so boring. It is not easy to meet such a knowledgeable junior brother.
How can you let it go so easily.
"Zhuzi, get out of the way!"
The burly Taoist couldn't bear it any longer. He opened his palm like a cattail leaf fan and grabbed the young man. Immediately, infinite incandescent sword light burst out, but he heard a crisp sound of cracking gold and stone. The young man was picked up by the Taoist like a chicken.
Then threw it out.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, although Feng Bingwen's eyes were stinging unbearably, his eyes were opened. The power of the Dharma practiced by the true disciple brother was really not weak, but facing that Taoist, he had no power to resist at all.
There was no decent struggle.
"Uncle, let me have a few words with this junior brother. I know that he is Senior Brother Zhao's new disciple, but don't I fall in love with him?"
Before the burly Taoist could say anything to Feng Bingwen, he saw a flash of light outside the house, and the young man's figure appeared in the pavilion again.
"Since you know that he is a disciple of Daozi, don't you know how tight his time is?"
The burly Taoist snorted coldly, and then, as if changing his face, the anger on his face subsided, and he looked at this nephew and nephew with some fun.
"Daozi is about to go through the tribulation of immortality. After he passes through the tribulation, he will step down from his position as Daozi. By then, do you plan to take over the position?"
"Junior brother, senior brother and I hit it off like old friends. Unfortunately, junior brother, you have important responsibilities. It's not easy for me to nag you. I will come to visit you again after junior brother takes over the position of master of our sect."
After listening to the words of the burly Taoist, Jiang Wuji didn't hesitate at all. After saying something to Feng Bingwen, he turned around and left without any sloppiness and neatly.
"I dare to ask, senior, what is the mystery behind this Taoist position? Why do the senior brothers in the sect avoid me like snakes and scorpions? Didn't I do a good job as a master?"
If you have any questions, ask them. Feng Bingwen was not afraid of strangers and immediately asked this burly Taoist whom he met for the first time for advice.
"You don't need to think too much. There is no problem with our position as Taoist disciple. No other sect in the world can compare with the blessings we can enjoy."
"But this senior brother..."
"Don't worry about them, they are just too lazy."
"I see."
"You are here to choose flying magic weapons, right? Your master just came over and told me that I have prepared several magic weapons for you!"
The burly Taoist looked Feng Bingwen up and down, nodded slightly, then turned around, motioned for Feng Bingwen to follow him, and led him out of the attic.
"Thank you, senior!"
Feng Bingwen looked around, only to find that he was on the edge of an underground volcanic valley. Looking south, he saw the underground fire surging, the flames soaring into the sky, and flames of different colors surging in it, blooming with terrifying light and heat.
"You can just call me Uncle Master. I don't have many hobbies in my life, only refining weapons and wine. All the flying magic weapons here for you to choose from are refined by me."
The burly Taoist led Feng Bingwen through the canyon gushing out earthly fire. Although this place was completely different from the Butian Pavilion he had visited before, there were some similarities.
That is, there is no human habitation. Apart from him and the uncle in front of him, there is no third person. The seemingly active earth fire valley is filled with the chirping sounds of the fire spirits bred from the spiritual flames.
.
"This is the Flying Star Immortal Palace I refined!"
Soon, Feng Bingwen was led to a valley with purple earth fire spewing out. He saw a magnificent palace suspended above the valley hundreds of feet in radius. The flames that burned the void slightly distorted it. Except for
It serves no purpose other than making the color of Asgard brighter.
And around this fairy palace, there are many white-haired fire spirit giants who are using fire as a pen to carve purple-colored fairy patterns on the fairy palace.
"how do you feel?"
"Uncle Master's refining methods are really amazing, but this fairy palace is too gorgeous and does not match my temperament. Is there anything else?"
Feng Bingwen looked at it, and although he was moved, after thinking about it, he still felt that it was inappropriate and too ostentatious.
For those who know, forget it, but for those who don’t, they still think it is some immortal king who is visiting the palace.
"Well, you come with me!"
The burly Taoist was dissatisfied when he saw Feng Bingwen, but he didn't care. He led him to another valley. In the valley, he saw many dwarf-like fire spirits standing on a mountain peak hanging above the earthly fire.
Busy up and down, carving runes and refining formations.
"This is Kongwu Mountain. It is one of the most satisfying magic weapons I have refined over the years!"
"It's too big!"
Feng Bingwen was stunned and turned a mountain into a flying magic weapon. What did he think?
"One last thing!"
The burly Taoist glanced at Feng Bingwen, but still said nothing and led him to the next place.
Compared with the previous two huge magic weapons, the magic weapon in front of me can be said to be too normal, because it is a chariot.
Although both the specifications and decorations were too large and gorgeous, compared with the previous two pieces, they could only be described as plain and unpretentious, so Feng Bingwen fell in love with it at first glance.
"This is the Yunlong chariot!"
The burly Taoist still spoke in an understatement, but the way he looked at Feng Bingwen was slightly different. Feng Bingwen could clearly feel a pressure.
"Your master has chosen these three pieces for you. If you are still not satisfied, you can go pick them out yourself in the valley!"
"Satisfied, I'm very satisfied!"
Feng Bingwen nodded repeatedly. With such a "simple and unpretentious" magic weapon, what else could he choose?
"Since you are satisfied, then go up and give it a try. If you are not satisfied, you can still change it now. If you take it away, I won't care about you!"
"good!"
Feng Bingwen jumped up, turned into a ray of light, and landed on the huge chariot. He stretched out his hand and patted it, and the fairy spirit energy in his body poured into the chariot under his feet.
Suddenly, hazy clouds drifted out from the chariot, and accompanied by the sound of six dragon roars in almost no particular order, six white dragons with a length of several tens of feet and similar appearances appeared in front of the chariot.
"..."
Longevity!
Feng Bingwen pursed his lips and looked at the six scaly, mighty and domineering white dragons in front of the carriage. He felt a little numb. As a monk who had been in contact with the dragon soul and mastered the dragon ball, he could be very
Confidently guarantee that the six white dragons on this chariot are definitely not objects condensed by magic.
"You don't have to worry that the dragon clan will cause trouble for you. These six white dragons are actually six cloud spirits. They just took on the shape of dragons by chance."
A group of burly Taoists explained. Seeing that Feng Bingwen was still silent, they added,
"If you don't like it, when you have a car in your practice in the future, you can catch a few real dragons yourself and drive them for you. But until then, don't say that you are my Taishangdao disciple!"
"Uncle Master is really good at telling jokes!"
Feng Bingwen's smile was a little forced. He originally wanted to find someone who was more low-key, but he didn't expect that in the end, after much selection, he got the most ostentatious one.
Looking at the appearance of this uncle, you can tell that he is not the kind with a particularly good temper. If he continues to refuse without mercy, he will have to give it a try. What is the wrath of an immortal?
"Now that you've made your choice, don't waste time with me, go ahead!"
The burly Taoist had no intention of communicating too much with Feng Bingwen. When he saw that Feng Bingwen had finished refining the Yunlong Chariot, he directly took action and gave him a ride.
As time passes, the surging water vapor lingers, and then there is the refreshing sound of the ocean tide, followed by the slightly fishy sea breeze.
"It's so easy!"
Looking around, the fields were all vast, and I couldn't tell what was going on. Looking up, I could see the sun hanging high in the sky. Using the sun as a guide, Feng Bingwen quickly figured out the direction.
"Go to my cave first and take a look!"
Feng Bingwen took out a jade seal from his arms, with the word "Zhan Meng" engraved on the bottom. After a brief inspection, he knew where he should go on this trip.
In fact, he can also go back to the mountain gate to find the Dao Zang Palace mentioned by his master, read through the Dao Zang, and enhance his foundation. With his qualifications, as long as he accumulates enough strength to improve, it will be a matter of course.
However, it takes time to accumulate knowledge. Feng Bingwen felt that there was no need to waste time. It was best to take back the cave that his master pointed out to him in the shortest possible time and have it in his hands.
Yin~Yin~Yin~
The clouds spread, scales loomed, and along with the melodious roar of the dragon, a gorgeous chariot appeared between the sea and the sky. A handsome young man stood proudly on the chariot.
Six cloud dragons were tumbling, taking their chariots with them, and transformed into a streak of white light, crisscrossing the sea and sky. The sky and ocean seemed to have been split open by a sharp blade, the waves surged, and a white rainbow penetrated the sky.
"Too ostentatious!"
Looking at this movement, Feng Bingwen looked up to the sky and sighed. Although the frame was majestic, the speed really amazed him. If it weren't for his amazing eyesight, all the things in the world would not be able to take shape in his eyes, and they could only be transformed. Line after line was made.
While sighing, Feng Bingwen simply took out the Zihuan Dragon Armor given by Xuanting Dragon Lord and wore it on his body to cover his body and face. But in this way, he looked even more extraordinary.
From a distance, it looks like a god driving a six-dragon chariot, patrolling the heaven and earth. Wherever he goes, all creatures give way, and no one who is blind dares to jump out and block the way.
Even a few auras made Feng Bingwen feel afraid of the creatures. After noticing his presence, they rolled up the waves like mountains and dived directly into the deeper depths of the ocean, with no intention of provoking him.
"Ah, by the way, where are my followers? Where did my master throw them?"
Feng Bingwen, who was experiencing the tour of the ancient gods, once again thought of his followers.
However, considering the level of responsibility of his master, he felt relieved. It would be fine. After he took back the cave, he would just go find those guys. Now that he had such a large territory, he needed someone to manage it.
Not long after, in the vast ocean in the distance, a rugged cliff appeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, and the feedback from the jade seal he held in his hand also made him understand that this was the edge of the Chamon Islands.
"This is the territory of the Qiong Kingdom. Who is coming? Stop quickly. Otherwise, your skin will be cramped and your soul will be refined. Your life will be worse than death. Don't say I didn't predict it!"
Just when Feng Bingwen was about to set foot on his own territory, he saw a group of banshees with human bodies, eagle wings, and claws on their bellies flying out of the clouds. They were a dark mass and blocked in front of his bicycle frame. It's like he's not afraid of death.
"Is there a Qiong Demon Kingdom?"
Amidst the roar of the cloud dragon, the chariot stopped. Feng Bingwen, wearing dragon armor, stood on the chariot, just like the ancient gods who traveled around the world.
"When did such a demon kingdom appear here? How could I not know? I only know that there is a Lingming Demon Kingdom here. How come it has become a Qiong Demon Kingdom now? Could it be that the Monkey King was destroyed by others?"
"Tai! Where did these ignorant madmen come from? My king and the Demon King of Tongming are sworn brothers, and their friendship is fatal. How can they conquer each other?"
Below, the demonic shadow emerged, but as the tide surged, a group of sharks with fish tails on their abdomens surfaced on the water. They held strange weapons in their hands and looked up at him. The leader was a majestic man with thick hair. His black hair was spread over his shoulders like algae, but he was glaring angrily without fear at all.
"This person knows about the Tongming Demon King, but doesn't know about the Qiong Demon King. It's very strange. We'd better capture him quickly and bring him before the king, and leave it to the kings to make a decision!"
"This is reasonable. Take down this madman quickly!"
The banshees in the sky were making noises, and the sharks were fierce in the sea below. Feng Bingwen, who was hated by everyone, just felt strange at this time. He couldn't understand.
Is there something wrong with these guys’ minds? Isn’t his current appearance enough to scare people?