The sound of something extremely tough being torn apart by extreme violence was heard, followed by a long and shrill cry. The Golden Crow Immortal, with only one wing left, appeared in its original shape, staggering, and dived towards him in an extremely embarrassed manner.
In the Tiangang layer below, one does not dare to stay for a moment and plunge into it.
"Brother, why don't you tear this little Golden Crow apart? This doesn't seem like your temper?"
A slightly teasing question sounded in the ears of the golden figure.
"It's just a little Golden Crow who is used to being arrogant. Leaving him one wing is enough to teach him a lesson. There is no need to take his life and make the emperor of the Golden Crow tribe furious. Although I am not afraid, I have not conflicted with him.
Necessity.”
The golden figure replied calmly.
"That's true. Fifth sister has been reincarnated, so there is no need for us to make trouble!"
"Well, if I were reincarnated, would you still be able to hold on?"
The golden figure suddenly asked.
"Um, brother, are you kidding me?"
"No, I am talking to you very seriously."
"The fifth sister has been reincarnated successfully, but her memory has not been recovered. Brother, is it too early for you to reincarnate at this time? Do you want to wait for a while, wait for the fifth sister to grow up, and all the memories have been recovered."
"I don't want to wait any longer. Even if I leave, our brothers and sisters can protect ourselves."
"Brother is joking. Not to mention self-protection, how many people in this world dare to harass seven of us brothers and sisters without opening their eyes?"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
A sound of Taoist chanting resounded in Taixu, which had been quiet for a while. The purple energy was thirty thousand miles long, stretching endlessly, filling the world. In the midst of the clear air, a twelve-grade blue lotus throne emerged,
A Taoist with a whisk in his hand and a face as white as jade sat cross-legged on it.
"You two, what do you want?"
Tai Shangdao, Xuanqing Immortal Lord looked at the golden figure in front of him. Although it was only one figure, he could still detect another figure that was hidden aside but could not be observed.
"Zhao Xianjun, don't you still know what we want to do? Are you planning to stop us?"
A place of nothingness that should have been empty, Qingyi appeared from nowhere, slowly emerging, but even so, it still gave people a sense of illusion and unreality, as if it was a mirage of bubbles that could burst at any time.
"You all want to be transcendent, so of course I will not stop you. However, this son is my son's disciple and is living in the outer world. As a father, I can only take action on behalf of my useless son and bring him back."
Xuanqing Immortal Lord was smiling, but there was a Xuanhuang Immortal Tower looming above his head.
"Why is this so?"
The young man in green sighed.
"Now that I have joined my Taishang Dao and left my name in the jade book, I am the elder and I will naturally protect my descendants. The path he wants to take is his own choice. No matter how many reasons you have, you are not allowed to interfere with my Taishang Dao sect.
The choice of a human disciple’s path.”
Immortal Lord Xuanqing shook his head slightly and then replied.
"Interference? Oh, why didn't you come out when he got the legacy of my fifth sister? Without our interference, he could have crossed the threshold of your supreme human race and worshiped at the mountain gate. Is it ridiculous?"
"It's useless to talk more. If you don't want to retreat, just show the truth to your subordinates. It's been a long time since I've had a fight with others. I'm just doing some activities today."
The aura exuded by Immortal Lord Xuanqing became more and more dangerous, and this Immortal Taoist Lord assumed a posture of not willing to fight.
"I……"
Just as the golden figure was about to speak, he was grabbed by the young man in green.
"Brother, you are not the real person, you are just an incarnation. There is no way we can fight with an immortal here, we can't win!"
"pity!"
That majestic, domineering figure and eyes showed an extremely obvious look of regret. He had heard of the name of this Taoist Immortal Lord. Although to him, he was just a rising star in the human race, but it was enough for him to rise to the top.
Got interested.
"Let's go, so what if we let that kid make his own choice? There are only two ways. I don't believe he will succumb to the world."
During the conversation, the two figures, one golden and one blue, gradually faded away. These were just incarnations, and they could not be maintained for a long time. Their true bodies stayed in the gourd cave, and even if they wanted to move around in the heaven and earth, it would be extremely difficult.
It's difficult, let alone too imaginary to go there. This is the shackles they have since they were born.
Seeing those two beings retreating, Immortal Lord Xuanqing felt a little more at ease, because these were two ancient beings whose roots could be traced back to the ancient times when the world first opened. Even he needed to treat them with caution.
"Good luck!"
The Immortal Lord's gaze swept across the seemingly dead nothingness. The blood of the Golden Crow, which was as round as golden beads, was scattered everywhere. A wing that was hundreds of feet long and seemed to be made of divine gold was just thrown aside casually.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that these were left behind by a Golden Crow with pure blood and strong strength, and some of the original power was also mixed in them. The Golden Crow must have been severely injured, and his realm might even be...
fall.
However, his sigh was naturally not for himself, but because Feng Bingwen, with his level of strength and the cave he possessed, naturally disdained the blood and blood left over from a Golden Crow in the earthly immortal realm.
Wings, these are like useless to him.
"Gather!"
The fly whisk in the Immortal Lord's hand was gently waved, and the spilled Golden Crow blood gathered into a ball, and then was held in his hand, burning with the dazzling fire of the sun.
"good!"
Looking at the Golden Crow's blood that was almost like a small sun in his hand, Xuanqing Immortal Lord nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand and threw it, and the Golden Crow's blood fell into the remaining world where Feng Bingwen was.
Then the immortal's eyes fell on the golden wings that still had strong vitality and rich demonic power. After he pondered for a moment, he swept out the fly whisk in his hand again, and only one side of the divine bird's wings also fell into the remnant world.
At this time, in the broken world, Feng Bingwen was surrounded by the Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword, and there were monster corpses under his feet. In this small broken world, the remaining monsters were almost killed by him.
But he didn't just kill demons. He also killed a lot of people who were alienated and depraved to the point of madness. But what is surprising is that no matter how many heavenly books he killed here, there was no feedback or reaction.
The same is true when he saves people. There is no increase in any good deeds. It seems that everything he does is natural and reasonable.
What he should do next is to gather the earth veins into one place and create an area where food crops can be grown and where the remaining people can thrive.
However, the strange movement from outside attracted all his attention. Feng Bingwen was aware of the changes in the outside world, but the aftermath revealed through the fetal membranes of heaven and earth also frightened him. He could only wait for the result quietly.
However, he is not particularly worried, because the Heavenly Book has not made corresponding changes in this reaction. If he wants to cope with the calamity, the evil deeds accumulated in the Heavenly Book should be burned away.
This means that everything that happens outside the world, although it is close to him, will not affect him in the end, and it will not have such an impact on him.
While waiting, Feng Bingwen heard what seemed to be a huge existence, emitting a shrill wail. The golden light even illuminated the sky, making the dim sunlight a little brighter.
After some time, Feng Bingwen saw the sky filled with purple clouds reflecting the sky, and the golden light dissipated. It was a purple atmosphere that made people feel peaceful.
Feng Bingwen looked at the purple spirit covering the sky, and his heart basically calmed down, because he felt a familiar aura, which was the aura of Taishang Taoism.
Someone powerful in the Supreme Way has taken action. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to return to the world he is familiar with and no longer need to continue wandering in this dark, void and cold Taixu.
Gua~
A strange cry sounded, and Feng Bingwen saw a sun falling from the sky and floating high in the sky. In the sun, a golden creature with three sharp claws on its belly could be vaguely seen.
The divine bird is waving its wings.
"Golden Crow?!"
Feng Bingwen let out an exclamation. This is a mythical creature that is as famous as a real dragon. Feng Bingwen had only heard of it before, but had never seen it before. But today he finally saw the appearance of this legendary existence. It is indeed a legendary creature.
Among the demon clan, they are recognized as a royal family.
"Just a few drops of the Golden Crow's original blood can temporarily make up for the lack of rules in this residual world!"
A Taoist with green lotus feet on his feet, whose exact age could not be identified, appeared next to him, as if he had been there from beginning to end.
"If you practice enough in the future, you can catch a Golden Crow and make it perform the duties of the Heavenly Sun!"
"I've seen the Immortal Lord!"
Feng Bingwen was surprised and happy at the moment. He never expected that it would be this heavenly immortal who would guide him back to heaven and earth.
As for what he said, Feng Bingwen pretended not to hear it and caught golden crows to use as light bulbs? Then would he catch another real dragon and raise it in the pond? And by the way, raise a group of phoenixes?
"No need to be polite!"
Immortal Lord Xuanqing waved his hand, looked carefully at the incomplete world, and then frowned slightly. He could deduce what had happened in this residual world without asking the locals.
"You go ahead and guide the earth's energy. After you complete it, I will bring you back. Then it's time for you to make a choice!"
"What choice?"
Feng Bingwen didn't understand at all.
"Settling all causes and effects, transcending heaven and earth, and gaining great freedom. Or, carrying on the journey of heaven, wandering freely between heaven and earth."
Immortal Lord Xuanqing explained the choice he was about to make in words that Feng Bingwen could understand.
Feng Bingwen frowned, trying hard to understand what this immortal said. It sounded like he was trying to escape from heaven and earth, or coexist with heaven and earth. It was the same choice between the two.
But such a choice issue is placed in front of him now, and there is no need to think about it at all. Is there any need to think about it?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Six chapters in three days, excluding my own, there are only three comments in total. To be honest, it is very shocking. I woke up this morning, and there was not a single comment on the two chapters I updated last night. Then I spent the whole day today and had no motivation to code at all.
Words, I have been thinking, what is wrong with my writing?
Most readers like to read quietly, but if it is so quiet that there is not even a single comment, then there is something wrong with my article, something serious.