Chapter 288 Pray for Good Deeds: Earth Immortal Blessed Land
"Junior brother, there is no need to worry. This is because I, a Taoist brother, have a strong foundation. Like us monks who are trying to overcome the tribulation, we don't have such a big formation."
Near Feng Bingwen, an old farmer riding an old scalper, who had nothing to do with this scene that seemed like the earth was falling apart, said with a smile.
Feng Bingwen looked at this Taishang Taoist disciple, and a scene like a peach garden suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The fruity fragrance of saliva flowed from his lips and tongue, the breeze blew slowly, and the waves of wheat surged.
"Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."
Feng Bingwen broke away from the illusion in the next moment and politely thanked this senior brother who looked like an old farmer in the countryside. The farmer riding an ox looked Feng Bingwen up and down with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Junior brother has really good eyesight, he actually saw my paradise!"
"Not a hallucination?"
Feng Bingwen was shocked, and immediately realized that he was indeed a disciple of Tai Shang Dao, and this random person he met was so terrifying.
"Of course not. Illusion is nothing more than Xiao Dao'er. Unless you reach the realm of turning falsehood into reality, but with such a realm, why bother to practice that illusion? What you just saw is my Taoyuan Blessed Land!"
The farmer brother laughed, with a slightly proud look in his eyes.
"But let me see what your level is, senior brother?"
Feng Bingwen frowned, a little confused. According to his understanding, only earth immortals can open blessed lands, and human immortals can only make preparations in advance.
"It's just Yuan Dan, right?"
This Taishangdao disciple has obviously experienced such doubts many times, and this time, facing a strange fellow disciple, he still took the trouble to explain.
"My level is indeed a bit low, but I didn't create this peach blossom garden myself, but it was left by my ancestors. It's just that I have deep blessings and got it by luck."
"I see!"
Feng Bingwen suddenly realized, and a look of envy appeared on his face unconsciously. No one would be envious of this kind of thing. It was like someone inheriting billions of assets in the previous life.
"Senior brother, you are really blessed. However, at the Yuan Dan realm, you can actually inherit a blessed land."
"It's just a fluke. The road ahead is long and we still need to explore high and low. We can't slack off!"
The senior brother who was dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner was very humble. At this time, Feng Bingwen looked at him completely differently. He had just reached the Yuan Dan realm and inherited a blessed land. If this is cultivation, well.
"I dare to ask, senior brother, if you have obtained this blessed land, what benefits will it bring to your practice?"
Feng Bingwen didn't understand, so he asked. He knew that for the cultivation of immortality, the Cave Heaven Paradise occupies a very important position and can be said to be irreplaceable, but he did not know what benefits the Cave Heaven Paradise had for the cultivation of immortality.
"Benefits? There are indeed too many, I'm afraid I can't say them all at the moment."
"Senior brother, please pick a few things that you think are important and talk about them so that I can understand them. Maybe I am as lucky as you, senior brother. I walked on the road and found a blessed place!"
Feng Bingwen said half seriously and half jokingly.
"Hahaha, junior brother, you are really interesting. Let me think about it. After I have a blessed place, first of all, I no longer need to worry about the problem of spiritual power exhaustion. If I fight with the same realm, no matter who it is, I can't even think of defeating him with magic power.
I."
Hearing Feng Bingwen's direct question, the Taoist was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and answered the question generously.
"Secondly, when you comprehend certain magical powers and spells, you will gain more insights. In addition, some unique elixirs and fairy materials will also be produced in the blessed land, and you can also exchange for a lot of money by selling them outside.
, used to replenish itself.”
Although what this senior brother said was very vague, it was already quite good that the other party was willing to inform. Feng Bingwen also understood the various benefits that low-level monks can get by acquiring blessed land in advance.
First of all, the efficiency of practice is directly maximized, which is equivalent to carrying a huge spiritual vein with you. Its spiritual energy is already inexhaustible for the monks themselves. The only thing that affects their practice is the monks themselves.
Refining efficiency.
The second is to enhance understanding, but it seems to be affected by the blessed land. There is no way to choose this by yourself. The third is that the blessed land itself is a comprehensive resource point, and the monks no longer need to worry about external objects.
To sum up, even if an ordinary casual cultivator obtains a blessed land, he may be able to soar into the sky. It is a pity that the person who obtained this blessed land is a Taishangdao disciple, and most of the benefits that the blessed land can provide have been reduced to him.
Basically not needed.
"Thank you, senior brother, for informing me!"
Feng Bingwen thanked him seriously. Although he was a fellow disciple, he didn't owe him anything. It was quite good that he was willing to inform him of this relatively confidential matter.
"Ah, yes, there is one more thing. The original spiritual energy bred in a blessed place is of great benefit to monks in forming elixirs. If, junior brother, you can pick up a blessed place while walking, when you form elixirs, no matter how qualified you are, you will be able to form elixirs.
The quality of the Knot Pill will definitely be improved."
When he said this, the simple and unpretentious senior brother raised the corners of his mouth slightly, obviously making fun of Feng Bingwen's previous remarks about walking to pick up blessed places.
"So there are such benefits? Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."
Feng Bingwen didn't care about this. He ignored the senior brother's teasing and thanked him again.
"Hahaha, your junior brother, although I am unfamiliar with you, is really good. I won't use it this time. If you find a blessed place before forming the elixir, come and thank me again!"
Rumble——
Just when Feng Bingwen was about to say something else, the catastrophe that had been accumulated enough finally broke out. Almost instantly, nine purple and green thunderbolts fell, mercilessly striking the person who was directly below them.
Feng Bingwen couldn't see where his master was from his position, nor could he clearly see what kind of damage the nine thunderbolts had caused to him, but he could see that as the nine thunderbolts fell, the
Down, the lightning flashed, and the thunder snake swam away.
Even though Feng Bingwen was already at the outermost edge of the thunder, he still felt a numb electric shock all over his body. But this could no longer be regarded as the aftermath of the thunder disaster.
"Haha, junior brother, how do you feel?"
The mouth-watering aroma of wheat was mixed with a mouth-watering peach aroma. When Feng Bingwen practiced the power of thunder and calamity that invaded his body, he found that he was in a peaceful and quiet narrow valley.
.
But the next moment, this peaceful scenery turned transparent, and the oppressive sea of thunder and calamity clouds emerged again.
"The power of Heaven is mighty and terrifying!"
Feng Bingwen let out a breath, but couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked at this seemingly small blessed land.
"Senior brother, why is this blessed land of yours so..."
Feng Bingwen has never been a person who likes to be secretive, but it would be too stupid to just say whatever he thinks, so he paused and did not spit out the last adjective.
"Why are you so young? Junior brother, this is what you want to say!"
"I don't mean to offend senior brother, I just want to ask. According to my understanding, it seems that there should not only be these blessed places, but should be bigger."
Feng Bingwen had some doubts in his eyes. This peach blossom garden can be seen at a glance. Its area is only a village that can accommodate hundreds of families. Although there are intersecting roads and peach blossoms everywhere, for a blessed land
, it’s really too small.
"I just praised my junior brother for his good eyesight, and I was right. This blessed land of mine is not actually a real blessed land, it is just the prototype of a blessed land. The Earth Immortal who opened it is a casual cultivator and has not accumulated enough.
When he opened the blessed land, it was only of this size. Later, when he went out to explore, he suffered a disaster and died. This blessed land was left behind. During one of my travels, I happened to wander into it, so I left it behind.
of refining.”
"It's such a pity that he died just after becoming an Earth Immortal!"
"Who says it's not the case? Who would have thought that an immortal figure who has cultivated to such a level would disappear without warning, which is sad."
"Although it's not a good idea to say this, if the senior Earth Immortal can die again in a few hundred years, the blessed place you have acquired, senior brother, will probably be worthy of the name."
"Those who are content are always happy. Junior brother, we practitioners must restrain our seven emotions and six desires. Otherwise, once we indulge and lose our minds, we will not even know that disaster is coming."
"This is what senior brother taught me."
"Although it is just the prototype of a blessed land, it is just right for me. If it is a truly complete blessed land, my little cultivation level cannot really be refined. No matter how good it is, it will not matter to me.
beneficial?"
"The best one is the one that suits you."
Feng Bingwen was thoughtful, and the thoughts that emerged in his mind were completely clear.
Rumble——
Another piece of thunder fell, and a dazzling light burst out from the endless darkness. As the thunder roared, Feng Bingwen felt that his whole body was shaking, his five senses were gone, and he couldn't feel anything.
But soon there was a mixed aroma of fruits and grains, and Feng Bingwen quickly regained consciousness. His ears were still buzzing slightly, with the faint aftertaste of thunder roaring echoing in it.
The majesty and majesty are irresistible!
Feng Bingwen looked at the calamity, and there was a faint fear in his heart. However, soon, with a high-spirited and exciting sword chant, that fear was instantly shattered and wiped away. There was no trace left, only a passionate fighting spirit.
"Junior brother, your cultivation level is too low. Why don't you follow me and retreat further?"
A gentle voice sounded, and Feng Bingwen turned around and saw the simple senior brother looking at him. His eyes were as gentle as the old ox he sat down on.
"If you don't retreat, I will leave first. The thunder tribulation of Senior Brother Daozi is so powerful that I can't stand it anymore."
"Thank you, senior brother. I'm rude and haven't asked my senior brother's name yet!"
Feng Bingwen stood up and bowed to this senior brother whom he had never met before for the third time. Although he was not a young man, the feeling of being taken care of was really good.
"My secular name is Zhang Xiu, Taoist name, Qingyuan. You can call me whatever you want."
Seeing the young man in front of him who was bowing respectfully to him, the Taoist sitting on the back of the ox suddenly laughed. A bamboo hat appeared in his hand at some point, and with a gentle push, Feng Bingwen stood up straight.
"Senior Brother Qingyuan!"
"Don't worry about these red tapes. Just let me go. This calamity is actually not worth seeing. Just take a quick look and it will be enough."
Qingyuan Taoist pulled Feng Bingwen onto the ox's back, turned around and left.
At this time, the center of the thunder tribulation became more and more terrifying. Wisps of thunder poured down from the center like the Milky Way bursting its banks, drowning everything there, and the destructive aura surged and spread.
"Isn't it said that it's very safe there?"
Feng Bingwen turned his head and glanced at the calamity viewing place he was just in, which was declared to be very dangerous.
A streak of purple-green thunder flew past there. Although it was only an extremely weak arc, the aura escaping from it was frightening.
"Don't even think about the cultivation level of the deduced elders. In their eyes, as long as we are not struck to death by lightning, we are considered safe."
"this……"
Feng Bingwen was speechless.
"By the way, I haven't asked yet, whose disciple are you and when did you become a disciple?"
"Senior brother, I got started a year ago and became a disciple of Zhao Junxian and Zhao Daozi."
"Are you a disciple of Senior Brother Zhao? Isn't this a seniority difference?"
Zhang Xiu laughed dumbly, but soon his face showed a free and easy look, and he waved his hand nonchalantly,
"But it doesn't matter. After your master has passed the tribulation, he will become an immortal. You and I can still treat each other as brothers."
"How does this work?"
While speaking, Feng Bingwen glanced back at the thunder waterfall raging in the center of the thunder tribulation.
"What's the harm?"
The senior brother in front of me perfectly fits the common people's imagination of an immortal, riding a bull, simple and natural, informal and casually dressed.
While Feng Bingwen was talking to this senior brother, his mind was unconsciously immersed in the Book of Heaven. After all, he no longer had to deal with the catastrophe. He was taken away from the area covered by the thunder tribulation.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: Wu Shi Si Wan Ba Qian Qi Bai Lu Shi Qi (578767)
Evil deeds: One Thousand Eight Hundred and Two Shilu (1826)
Thanks to a year's accumulation, Feng Bingwen's number of good deeds at this time has reached an extremely exaggerated level. The greatest contribution is due to his father distributing the family business and benefiting the people on the border, setting a new record in the heavenly book.
Records of good deeds.
Of course, what makes Feng Bingwen most satisfied is that his bad karma is always in four figures. The thin crimson flame is always burning, and he does not feel that his bad karma is burning in a hurry.
Feng Bingwen felt that most of these bad karma should be attributed to the disciple he accepted and the private school he opened. After all, teaching students is indeed the most tortured thing in his life. It can be said that
Get pain.
"Prayer: I want a blessed land."
He didn't have any big ideas. Feng Bingwen looked at the Book of Heaven and made what he thought was a simple and unpretentious wish.
Well, no surprise, except for the crimson flames, the Book of Heaven was motionless, showed no response to his heaven or his wishes, and ignored him.