Chapter 292 My disciple Wang Shu has the talent to become an immortal
The melodious and melodious fairy music floated in his ears. Feng Bingwen raised the wine vessel on the table and drank the spirit wine unceremoniously into his stomach. He felt warm all over his body.
Feng Bingwen put his hand on his forehead, his head was full of alcohol, he was slightly drunk, his eyes were narrowed, but he suddenly felt a sense of tiredness rushing into his heart. This familiar feeling made his heart move, and he fell asleep without any resistance.
passed.
Clouds lock the mountains, fog wraps around the dragon's spine, the half-withered fairy gourd vine planted next to the thatched cottage, and the young man in Tsing Yi who is dozing on the rock in front of the thatched cottage emerge one by one. It's just different from the past. At this time, this
The young man in green had a look of anger on his face.
"What's going on?"
Feng Bingwen was shocked. Could it be that the second oldest Gu Gu didn't want him to accept the fifth sister as his disciple.
However, before he could think of communicating with this person in this dream, he saw the young man in green waving his hand, and everything in front of him suddenly changed.
The fairy mountain is gone, but what appears in front of you is still a fairy mountain spiritual land with the image of a leaping dragon and a leaping tiger. Purple air rises and spiritual energy floats. It is a rare place for cultivating immortals.
However, in this fairyland-like spiritual land, there are evil spirits raging, and in this scene of mixed evil spirits and fairy lights, the most eye-catching thing is the huge bear with dark hair and hidden golden lines.
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At this time, this ferocious giant beast was raising its head and roaring. Its body was wrapped with thick chains, and talismans as fine as mosquitoes and flies were looming on it. The thick fur was stretched to pieces, and the flesh was dripping with blood, which was very terrifying.
Not far away, in the sky above the sky, there was another five-color fairy light running in it. Behind this fairy light, there were more than ten strange figures with a demonic aura chasing after it.
"Hua Chaoyan!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Bingwen still didn't understand, and his mind suddenly became heavy. He finally knew that the young man in green had such an ugly face when he lured him into his dream, but he had only been gone for a few days before Wang Shu came out.
matter.
When he realized this, everything in front of him suddenly shattered and disappeared, and the ethereal fairy sound lingered in his ears again, which was intoxicating.
But at this time, Feng Bingwen no longer had the intention to appreciate the fairy music. He opened his mouth and spat out all the alcohol that had made his consciousness slightly intoxicated.
When he stood up, Zhao Junxian, who was sitting on the main seat and was drinking with his brothers and a few Taishangdao elders who happened to have free time, immediately looked over.
After breaking through the realm and becoming an immortal, although he is only a human immortal, he has not yet achieved immortality, but he is only one step away from immortality, not too far away. Therefore, it is normal to hold a banquet to celebrate, but even with his status as a Taoist disciple, it is difficult to invite
No matter how many people came, most of the guests at the banquet in front of me were inhuman beings.
There was no way, Taishang Taoist Ding was withered, and most of the disciples and elders who had not retreated came, which was considered to give him enough face as a Taoist disciple.
"But is there something urgent?"
"Yes, I need to leave the mountain gate now!"
"Go for it!"
Zhao Junxian waved his hand casually, as if he didn't care, and didn't even ask any questions.
"Master, please forgive me, I can't stay with you anymore!"
Feng Bingwen bowed and saluted. Many eyes fell on him, full of curiosity, but no one asked any questions.
"If you are really filial, when you come back, you can make up for my teacher's gift. Don't say these are useless."
Zhao Junxian responded angrily, as it was his first time as a master, just be casual. What Taishangdao is best at is herding, and the master's responsibility is just to occasionally guide the way forward.
"This disciple has such a small fortune, but if the master doesn't help me, why do you still care about me?"
"What I lack is your gift? Don't I still need your kindness?"
While the master and apprentice were joking, Zhao Junxian, who was drinking with someone, did not look back, but waved his fingers lightly behind his back, and an imperceptible light suddenly cut through the void. When he reappeared, he had already fallen into Feng Bingwen.
in hands.
"Thank you so much, master. I will definitely prepare a congratulatory gift for you when I come back for the first time!"
Feeling the leaping spiritual inspiration in his hand, Feng Bingwen was determined, and immediately turned into a spiritual light, flew out of this fairy mansion, and went straight to the Taishang Dao to prepare for disciples like him who were not strong enough.
teleportation array.
From falling asleep to getting up and leaving, the whole process took less than half a day. Most of the time was spent on the road. After a while, even with Feng Bingwen's constitution, Feng Bingwen was slightly dizzy.
Bingwen returned to Donghuazhou again.
He first went to Xiaxi Village where Wang Shu was born. As expected, there were no traces of his disciples, nor the deer and the bear. He didn't know where they were going. They suffered a disaster and were captured by others.
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"What a courage!"
Feng Bingwen snorted coldly. Although he didn't know what his disciple had done specifically, he taught him step by step, so it couldn't be evil. The feedback from the Book of Heaven can explain everything.
Thinking of the Book of Heaven, Feng Bingwen's consciousness sank and he took a look at the gilded flame that was still burning brightly, but more than half of the huge good deeds had been consumed.
"It's almost burning out!"
Feng Bingwen silently calculated the time for the flame to extinguish based on the speed at which the book burned.
He couldn't help but think about it. The disciple suffered a disaster and he was forced to leave the meeting early. Not long after, it happened to be the time when the Book of Heaven came to fulfill his wish.
Could it be that the prototype of the blessed land he promised was fulfilled by his disciple?
It was impossible for an ownerless blessed land to run around on its own and then fall from the sky and hit him. It could only be that he ran around and "picked it up" by an extreme coincidence.
When he thought of this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel a little excited. The five innate spirits flew out of his body and separated around them, waiting for Feng Bingwen's dispatch.
"Find my disciple!"
Feng Bingwen ordered, and at the same time he started thinking in his mind,
"It's time to learn the art of deducing hexagrams, otherwise it will be too troublesome to find people!"
But in fact, finding the traces of his apprentice was far easier than Feng Bingwen imagined. Relying on his status as the Supreme Taoist and true successor, the three guys did not hide their mistakes along the way.
The gods everywhere know it.
As a result, Feng Bingwen soon found out the culprit that caused him to leave the meeting early.
"Floating Wonderland, Furong City?"
The moment he heard the name, a smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face. He glanced at the Book of Heaven again. The flame of turning good attacks into firewood was still not extinguished, but it was already fast and could not last long.
"The prototype of my blessed land should be in this floating fairyland!"
Although he was thinking about it, Feng Bingwen was not sure because when he prayed, he was thinking of picking up an unowned blessed land for nothing, rather than fighting for it with others.
However, despite doubts, his apprentice who was captured still needs to be brought out, and his two followers who were treated quite miserably should also be settled. It cannot be such a simple settlement.
Already.
Thousands of valleys compete with the current, thousands of cliffs compete with each other, birds chirp and people disappear, flowers have fallen and trees are still fragrant, the green walls are moist after the rain, and the wind blows and the pines are green. The mountains are covered with grass, wild flowers are blooming, and the cliffs are steep and green.
Deep. Beautiful trees stand, steep mountains and flat hills.
Feng Bingwen found this place and expressed his admiration. It really is a beautiful place with good mountains and rivers, abundant spiritual resources, and lurking dragon veins. Although it is not as good as a blessed place, it is also a rare place for practicing for casual cultivators, but this time it is
No casual practitioners come here to practice.
"Boss, I have found out clearly that this floating fairyland is full of half-human, half-demon hybrids. It is said that they are related to the major cultivation sects and aristocratic families in Donghua Continent."
The Zixuan True Dragon fell, and the cold water mist filled the air and turned into mist, covering Feng Bingwen's figure. He went to inquire about Feng Bingwen and got the news from a disciple.
"Half-demon?"
Feng Bingwen thought for a moment, then a sneer appeared on his face, and he understood what was going on in this secret place.
Mortal scholars will have unreasonable thoughts about those fox monsters and female ghosts. What will a monk who has achieved success in spiritual practice and has enough power to turn fantasy into reality do?
Although the vast majority of monks are content and keep to themselves, under the huge base, as long as a small number are restless and want to break through the barriers between races and experience a taste that their own race has never had, they will naturally bear the fruits of taboos.
Even if the probability is extremely small, as long as there is probability, under the huge base, everything will become reality.
Half demon!
This is a rare and undistinguished group in the human continent, and there are quite a few biological fathers or biological mothers with considerable strength or prominent status.
It is not unusual for someone to specially set aside a secret place to house half-demon, and Feng Bingwen is not surprised either.
Originally, everyone was in harmony with the situation, but his disciple was arrested and he had no choice but to come to ask for an explanation.
"Are you so unruly? Pindao has been waiting here for a quarter of an hour!"
Feng Bingwen took a step forward, stepped on the dragon's head, stood between the rugged dragon horns, and looked at the continuous mountains in the distance that were full of inspiration. This was just an exit from the floating fairyland, but it was always open.
, thus creating this territory that is conducive to spiritual practice.
"Your Majesty is coming so fiercely that the little old man was so frightened that he lost his mind and was unable to go out to meet us. Please forgive me for your sins, Your Majesty."
The old voice echoed in the mountains, and the fear in it was real, because Feng Bingwen's momentum at this time was too terrifying, with a real dragon on his feet, a golden crow on his shoulders, a giant behind him, and a concubine beside him.
"I don't know who you respect? May I have a greeting card when you come to my floating fairyland?"
"Greetings? No, but my disciple is in your floating fairyland."
Feng Bingwen said expressionlessly, with no waves in his tone.
"Disciple? I don't know what my disciple's surname is. Maybe the little old man knows him."
The old man's voice was slightly happy, and he sounded like he was one of his own.
"My disciple, Wang Shu, has the appearance of becoming an immortal. I was captured by you just now. As for me, Tai Shang Dao, Feng Bingwen, you should not know my name."
After Feng Bingwen's words fell, the mountains fell into silence.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I don’t understand. I clearly reserved enough time to code 4,000 words, but after the last time passed, I only coded 3,000 words. Where did this time go? Why did it go by so fast?