"You can go to Tianwaitian to find a remnant of the world and bring it back."
Next to Feng Bingwen, Xuanqing Immortal Lord held a fly whisk and looked at it indifferently. When he saw the appearance of his heir, he replied,
"It's just a blessing from heaven. It can be obtained in an instant."
"How can I reach the outer world with my cultivation level?"
Hearing his father's words, Zhao Junxian was startled, then shook his head, then his eyes lit up, like a weasel trying to steal a chicken, he looked at his heavenly father with stern eyes, and he spoke smoothly,
"How about you lend me the Green Lotus Throne? Then I can go to heaven."
"No matter how good the gods are, what good will it do to your practice? You have already received enough help."
Immortal Lord Xuanqing glanced at the unsatisfactory heir, scolded him, and then no longer had any intention of communicating. The figure turned into a stream of pure air and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"You just don't want to borrow it. Why are you talking so much? Humph!"
Zhao Junxian snorted, and he could see a bit of dissatisfaction in his expression. Feng Bingwen looked a little subtle and hesitated to speak.
"What's that expression of yours?"
In front of Zhao Junxian, who is a master of both immortal and martial arts and has set foot in the human-immortal realm, he can detect the slightest movement from Feng Bingwen and cannot escape his discernment.
"cough!"
Feng Bingwen coughed dryly, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, his face expressionless, like a wooden man.
"I will plant a golden lotus seed today, and I will harvest a thirty-sixth grade golden lotus in the future!"
"Master Shenwu!"
As a disciple, Feng Bingwen said compliments without blinking.
"Do you believe it?"
Zhao Junxian glanced sideways at Feng Bingwen, suddenly feeling that this disciple was not so pleasing to his eyes.
If he had read correctly just now, it was his heavenly father who brought Feng Bingwen back from abroad. From his birth to this day, he had met that father only a handful of times, and as for such treatment, it was only once.
none.
Just as he was recalling carefully, his disciple was almost abducted by Netherworld Dao. It was also his father who ordered him to bring back this disciple who was just a registered disciple at that time.
"Master, your qualifications are second to none of your generation. I believe you can grow a thirty-sixth grade golden lotus!"
"Okay! I don't even believe this myself."
Zhao Junxian rolled his eyes, amused by his disciple, who was the founder of the mountain.
"Do you know the origin of my father's twelve-grade green lotus?"
"I don't know."
Feng Bingwen was very honest. He answered exactly what he asked. At this moment, he just wanted to leave here. The apprentice had been fished out by him, and he didn't know where he was now.
"The seeds of that green lotus came from the beginning of the world, and its mother plant is the unique Chaos Green Lotus. This year, the founder couldn't help but spend a lot of time planting it. Until today, this green lotus has bloomed.
Grade 12."
"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts."
"Do you think I can still grow a thirty-sixth grade golden lotus now?"
"Yes, as long as you live long enough, master, there is nothing you can't do."
What Feng Bingwen said was half true and half false. With the qualifications and skills of the master, immortality is a matter of course and a matter of course. However, if you want to cultivate a thirty-sixth grade golden lotus, it is really a matter of chance and luck.
Not even one.
"You kid!"
Zhao Junxian laughed and cursed.
"Master, if there is nothing else to do, I will leave first. My disciple is still waiting for me."
Feng Bingwen bowed and saluted, and then prepared to run away. The reason why he said so many words against his will was to make his master happy and let him go.
"Has your disciple been rescued?"
Zhao Junxian narrowed his eyes, reached out and pressed, and Feng Bingwen's figure was fixed. He felt that everything flowing around him was frozen, and he was like a flying insect imprisoned in amber, unable to move.
"I'm not sure yet."
Feng Bingwen thought about it for a moment and then answered.
"In that case, let me exchange my Floating Light Pavilion back!"
"Master, can you borrow me as a disciple for a while?"
Feng Bingwen didn't intend to steal his master's magical weapon, but he didn't have any magical weapon in his hand that could be used at any time. It was really empty and he had no confidence.
He used the Yishan Cauldron to suppress the earth veins, and after the remnant world was integrated into the world where he was, mysterious changes suddenly occurred. The earth veins were born out of thin air, and endless vitality sprouted once again.
But that's all. The favor given by the will of heaven only restores the vitality of that remaining world and makes up for the missing rules, so that there is no risk of collapse.
There are no more benefits. The remnant world that is already controlled by Feng Bingwen is probably as good as the Daqian land, or even a little inferior.
After all, they are from outside and cannot compete with the local ones. It is already quite good to be able to receive favors.
Therefore, what Feng Bingwen masters is far from being considered a real blessed land. The only place where spiritual intelligence is abundant is the area suppressed by the Yishan Cauldron, and the Yishan Cauldron is also forced to be embedded in it. Temporarily unavailable.
"You have already received the favor of heaven, but you still need my little Fuguang Pavilion?"
"Master, what are the gods?"
He was talking about it just now, but Feng Bingwen saw the great immortal on one side and was embarrassed to ask. At this time, he took advantage of the situation and asked. Even if he had an idea about this kind of thing, he also needed to ask the elders of the sect for verification. .
"Heaven's favor? It literally means the favor of heaven. What? Didn't you feel it? When I was going through the tribulation, you were watching from the side. When you were favored by heaven, you should have a similar feeling. "
While he was talking and explaining, Zhao Junxian couldn't help but look Feng Bingwen up and down again and marveled.
"Speaking of which, you are the second monk I have seen who has been favored by heaven. It should be pretty good, right?"
"What's the benefit of receiving the blessing from heaven?"
"How do you feel about being chased and killed by monks who are several levels higher than you?"
"very good!"
Feng Bingwen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he thought deeply.
"When you wander around in your spare time, there will be spiritual things that fall into your arms. Whenever there is a crisis, you will be able to turn your misfortune into good fortune."
"This sounds..."
The young Taoist couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly as he listened.
"It's somewhat similar to what you experienced when you were young, but it's much stronger than you were then. You just had great luck, but what about prosperous luck? Before I became enlightened, I killed a man with my own hands. Bit."
"That means master, your luck will be more prosperous!"
"Luck, hey!"
Zhao Junxian laughed and did not comment too much. He just looked down at Feng Bingwen with a serious tone,
"For now, it is a good thing that you can be favored by heaven. However, nothing is perfect in this world. There must be gains and losses. If you gain the favor and favor of heaven, there will be some flaws in the operation of heaven in the future. If you have the ability, Then we need to go and make up for it.”
"Will there be any gaps in the movement of heaven?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know much about this matter. In the future, when you reach the corresponding level of cultivation, you will naturally understand the reason."
"Is that so?"
Feng Bingwen frowned. Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free pie in this world. Although it was obtained by making a wish through good deeds in the Heavenly Book, it sounded like the Taoist body he obtained, and he needed to bear some responsibility.
"Don't worry too much. I told you that it doesn't have much to do with you now. Just practice with peace of mind. Besides, you don't have many blessings from heaven. At least, they are not much compared to the one I met.
."
"Thank you teacher for your guidance!"
"Well, there is no need to be more polite. Please return the Fuguang Pavilion as my teacher. My realm has also been stabilized and I can practice it to one or two again."
"Can't you really lend me some more time?"
Feng Bingwen took out the Fuguang Pavilion with some reluctance. When he was sweeping away demons in the remaining world, he realized the beauty of this fairy weapon.
"You don't need this magical weapon of mine. If you really need it, heaven will naturally make arrangements for it."
"Is the Heavenly Love really so mysterious?"
"Normally, you shouldn't have too much hope, but at the critical moment, as long as you are still in this world, you may turn evil into good and turn things around."
In the end, Feng Bingwen reluctantly returned the Fuguang Pavilion to the teacher, and then returned to Donghua Continent without stopping through the teleportation circle set up by Taishang Dao.
…
Tanggu
The sun is scorching and dazzling, the ocean is rolling, and a mulberry tree stands tall from the depths of the ocean. Its huge and unimaginable branches stretch toward the sky and are dense and lush.
The golden heat of the sun gradually dyes the originally green emerald mulberry leaves into gold. As far as the eye can see, there is an endless ocean of sparkling golden light, with the mulberry tree as the center, surging and majestic.
,
Between the mulberry trees, sun discs of different sizes can be seen wandering among them. Upon closer inspection, they are actually three-legged divine birds one after another, which are recognized by the demon clan as the natural supreme being.
Every Golden Crow here, as long as it leaves Tanggu, is the king respected by all monsters.
If the strength is sufficient, the Golden Crow will naturally have the power to compete for the Demon Emperor, because when the Demon Clan was born in ancient times, the first Demon Emperor came from the Golden Crow clan.
It is not accurate to say this, because the emperor at that time was the first emperor in the world. The Golden Crow clan was the result of the demon emperor and his wife. The recognized royal family of the demon clan today is that emperor.
The descendants of the ethnic group left by the emperor.
"Ancestor, something bad is going to happen!"
At this time, the sun was leaping, and a figure, somewhat panicked, rushed from the middle and upper levels of the mulberry tree to the top of the fusang tree.
"Gu, why are you so alarmed?"
A calm and indifferent voice sounded, and most of the many golden crows playing in the canopy of the Fuso sacred tree stopped, their golden pupils looking at the member of the clan who had disturbed the emperor's son's practice.
"Emperor, I have previously gone to the outer world and traveled around Taixu..."
From the outside, this one looked no different from the other Golden Crows. The Golden Crow, which was even superior in aura, explained everything he had experienced before.
Even if he could only see the red golden crow's nest placed on the top of the fusang, it was enough to make him ecstatic. He even carefully swallowed the water that overflowed from the crow's nest in a manner that other golden crows should not notice.
Threads of vitality.
Even among pure bloods, there are differences between superior and inferior. The bloodline will decline with the passage of time. The stronger the bloodline of the race, the more severe the decline. Even the royal family among demons, the Golden Crow,
There is no escaping such rules.
Even though he is a pure-blooded Golden Crow, his bloodline is as different as that of the Emperor's son. Even if they are fighting in the same realm, killing him is like killing a chicken.
"Aren't the Xuanqing children from Taishangdao and that one already hiding in the world? Could it be that the time they were waiting for has come..."
Originally, the emperor was still listening to the descendant's report indifferently, but when he heard those familiar names, memories from ancient times emerged in front of his eyes.
"Tell me again in detail your previous experience."
"yes."
Jinwu Gu did not dare to hide anything, and described in more detail how he was beaten. He even explained how he went to Taixu. He did not set out from Tanggu, but directly from Tanggu.
Set off from your own blessed land and finally arrive in Taixu.
"Tai Shang Dao actually fights with those guys who claim to live in seclusion?"
It is not difficult to hear how surprised the emperor's son who lives at the top of the Fuso Sacred Tree is. Both the former and the latter are quite fearful and eye-catching to him, but in his opinion, these two are incomparable.
Lingwu was really happy that the different strengths actually conflicted.
"No, what is the origin of that Taoist priest you saw who is extremely weak but is converging on the remaining world on the other side?"
"Emperor, that's just a very weak monk. He didn't even condense the Yuan Dan. Because he was too weak, I didn't pay too much attention to him."
Jinwu Valley was a little confused. From the beginning to the end, he never paid attention to Feng Bingwen. He was born as the sun, and he was so high up in the sky. How could he care about those humble creatures like ants, even if the location and timing of his appearance were different?
Too strange, but still not worthy of his attention.
"Idiot, it's just because he's weak that you have to pay attention to him. What does the residual world mean? That boy is the key!"
The emperor who lived in the crow's nest couldn't help it. A golden wing that could almost cover the sky flashed away from the crow's nest. Then he saw the golden crow prostrating under the crow's nest and was caught.
Got in.
"Remember what you saw and heard. If you can't recall it, I will help you."
"Your Majesty, please calm down and let me remember it well!"
After all, he is also an Earth Immortal. Even though he has just made a breakthrough, he has seen it with his own eyes after all. As long as he recalls it a little, seemingly useless information will be listed.
The emperor pondered for a moment, and then his will was made.
"Go and call Xi to see me!"
"Emperor, you can just ask me if you have anything to do. Why bother looking for that half-blood bastard? What qualifications does he have to step into your nest?"
Jinwu and Gu immediately raised objections.
The bloodline of the demon clan is respected, and pure bloods have to compete with each other, let alone mixed bloods. The natural advantages allow pure bloods to bully mixed bloods unscrupulously.
However, there are always exceptions to everything, and the hybrid named Xi is an exception, because he is a hybrid born from the mating of a golden crow and a humble human race.
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