The unbearable itching awakened Feng Bingwen's sleeping consciousness, but the moment he woke up, the pain invaded like a tide and invaded his will.
Fortunately, Feng Bingwen's soul and will had made a qualitative leap under the spur of the sky thunder when he had already passed through the heavenly tribulation. After a short period of adaptation, Feng Bingwen quickly regained consciousness, regained control of his body, and opened the door.
Open your eyes.
"Master, you wake up!"
A voice full of surprise sounded beside him. The first time Feng Bingwen opened his eyes, he saw a big furry face. He stretched out his hand and pushed the furry face away, then lowered his head and looked at
His chest is transparent from front to back.
This is a very scary scene. Feng Bingwen can even see that the regeneration in his chest has been completed, the beating heart, new bone fascia, and muscle tissue are being built. This is where the strange feeling he feels comes from.
"How are you feeling now?"
Sun Yuansheng, who was pushed aside, came up again, glanced at Feng Bingwen's empty chest, and asked cautiously, such an injury was nothing to him. What he really valued was the injury caused to this old man.
The main culprit for such heavy losses.
Purple Sky Thunder!
“Feels pretty good!”
Feng Bingwen stood up. He didn't need to do anything too much. He was already in the Dao Palace. This was Zhanmeng Island, where the ten dragon veins in the archipelago gathered. The spiritual energy in it was so rich that he could use it at any time as long as he wanted.
All can be liquefied.
Therefore, with the continuous replenishment, Feng Bingwen recovered very quickly, and he did not even need the assistance of any magical medicine or elixir. His body's recovery power was enough to heal the damage caused by the natural disaster.
"Your golden elixir is not damaged, right?"
Sun Yuansheng observed Feng Bingwen's face and asked cautiously. In his own bloodline memory, there are many cases where his ancestors were damaged by the calamity when they forcibly overcame the calamity. Since then, they have been unable to recover and have become mediocre.
"Of course not!"
When Feng Bingwen heard the inquiry, his spiritual thoughts naturally swept through his Dantian Qi sea. He was startled and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's okay!"
The Transparent Golden Ape, who can understand people's hearts, looked at Feng Bingwen and noticed the change in Feng Bingwen's expression. He could also faintly sense the joy that suddenly emerged in Feng Bingwen's heart. He stopped asking any more questions and already had the answer in his heart.
"Sun Yuansheng, I have become a Yuandan monk, now it's time to get down to business."
"Please give me your instructions!"
"Go and investigate the true disciples of our sect. I need their relevant information. Next, I should issue a battle invitation to them and invite them to fight!"
"Master, can this matter wait until you have stabilized your realm?"
Even the self-proclaimed rebellious Golden Ape was startled by Feng Bingwen's words. This master was a bit too aggressive. He had just been seriously injured by lightning and had just woken up. He hadn't said a word yet.
In just one sentence, he was shouted at to challenge the other true legends in the sect. What did he think those true legends of Taishangdao were?
"Well, I am indeed a little impatient. In this case, you should first investigate the relevant information of those true legends. I don't know much about them."
Feng Bingwen followed the good advice and accepted the advice. His current condition was indeed not good. Although his foundation was not damaged, the trauma to his body was indeed quite serious.
"Yes, I will investigate for you right now!"
Sun Yuansheng hurriedly agreed. Although he knew all the information Feng Bingwen needed, it was obviously not the time to let this great master know at this moment. His temper was too impatient.
"By the way, sir, your master appeared when you were in a coma and fell into the sea. He once asked me to ask you to go see him as soon as possible after you wake up and recover."
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen responded casually, and after the monkey retreated, he sat up on the jade bed. The spiritual energy like clouds and mist was floating out from the jade bed under him, and then entered his body.
His body was completely swallowed up by his extremely damaged Dao body.
Feng Bingwen did not interfere with the process of self-recovery of his Tao body. This did not require his participation. It was all left to his own Tao body instinct to operate.
His spiritual thoughts were concentrated in his Dantian. After a complete transformation, the mana was still surging like a sea. During the period when he was unconscious and sleeping, its scale had returned to 70% of what it was before the tribulation, but it was only qualitatively different.
It has crushed his original mana.
And its amount is still slowly increasing. It's just that Feng Bingwen's body has suffered heavy injuries, so the growth rate of this magic power is slightly slower, but it is still extremely amazing. With every breath he takes, he is an ordinary monk.
The result of several days of hard work.
Of course, such a good thing can only happen after the heavenly tribulation has just been completed. During this period, the monk's soul, mana, and body will all experience rapid growth to varying degrees.
But these are not what Feng Bingwen cares about. His spiritual thoughts are focused on the golden pill suspended in the center of the sea of qi. It is golden, yellow, and radiant. This is the fruit of his practice.
On top of this golden elixir, you can see dragons and phoenixes, Dao Yun is made from heaven, Danxia like light and mist lingers on it, you can see sky thunder shining, divine light crisscrossing, there are divine birds singing, black basalt lying down...many strange phenomena
, revealed in turn.
But Feng Bingwen's attention still did not fall on this most superior golden elixir, because on the most beautiful golden elixir, which was as bright and dazzling as the nine-day sun, there was a purple electric arc as thin as a silk thread shining.
Compared with the size of the golden elixir, this purple electric arc is so inconspicuous, but the power it unleashes by flashing and jumping from time to time is enough to make any normal monk tremble with fear.
Thunder!
Real thunder!
It is not the thunder method that is transformed by magical power after practicing the divine channel method. Although the thunder method performed by a real immortal is not inferior to the power of heaven, it is still fundamentally different in its essence.
"..."
Feng Bingwen's mind stared at the purple arc for a long time. He had a very subtle feeling that this was the legacy of the ninth heavenly tribulation, but this was not a bad thing for him, because it did not damage his golden elixir.
On the contrary, to a certain extent, it further improved the quality of the golden elixir he formed.
But what made Feng Bingwen feel uncomfortable was that this ray of purple sky thunder seemed to be faintly integrated into his golden elixir, and he did not feel that he could control it.
After the injury on his chest healed, Feng Bingwen's next attempt also verified his feeling. He could not actively control the purple sky thunder that was integrated into his golden elixir. He could only use the thunder method to
Sometimes, there is a very low probability of triggering that wisp of thunder.
"Looking at Tianlei's face, there's basically no need to count on it!"
After hundreds of thunder method tests, Feng Bingwen, who had only been blessed by the power of purple sky thunder three times, came to a conclusion.
Without praying to the Book of Heaven, Feng Bingwen did not have any expectations for his own luck.
Therefore, Feng Bingwen was not prepared to use the purple sky thunder that was inexplicably integrated into the golden elixir and even became the origin of his Taoism as a regular method.
Even the method of suppressing the bottom of the box is not enough. It can only be regarded as a sudden surprise. When fighting with others on weekdays, it is treated as if it does not exist, and the factors of sudden outbreak are not considered.
"I've almost recovered, it's time to see my master!"
After understanding and initially controlling the various changes after breaking through the realm, Feng Bingwen remembered what Jin Yuan had reported, and took out the Yunlong Chariot with a wave of his hand.
As his magic power was injected into the chariot, nine snow-white cloud dragons that were more than twice as big as before swam out from the chariot. They were extraordinary in strength, and their agility was even better than when Feng Bingwen first acquired it.
"This is……"
Feng Bingwen looked at the nine winding dragons in front of the rolling car, and when he saw the agility in their eyes, he suddenly looked thoughtful.
It seems that after forming the elixir, the transformed magic power becomes even more magical than before.
The nine cloud dragons pulling the chariot are essentially just cloud spirits in the shape of dragons. The spirituality of Yunwu and other spirits has never been high. It is rare for them to be able to pull a chariot for the Taoist Taoist Master.
Opportunity.
But now is not the time to explore these things. Only after breaking through the realm can Feng Bingwen truly unleash the speed of this flying magic weapon.
Therefore, it only took less than one-third of the usual time for Feng Bingwen to arrive at Zhao Junxian's Taoist palace in the middle of the week on Daoshanmen Road, Taishang.
And when he arrived here, there was naturally a spirit boy and maid transformed into a spirit bird and auspicious animal to lead him in. When he just stepped into the gate of the Taoist palace, he saw a finger pointing towards his forehead, filling everything in front of him, as if
It's like crushing him.
Feng Bingwen didn't have time to think too much, and slapped him with his backhand. Divine light appeared, thunder exploded, and an ancient tower quietly jumped out above his head. Seven killing swords were clanking, ready to go.
boom!!
The Tao Palace, which is located deep inside the Taishang Dao Mountain Gate and is even a node in the Taishang Dao Bu Dharma Array, shook slightly, and then all the strange phenomena calmed down.
"Master, do you think this is interesting?"
Feng Bingwen stared closely at the finger hovering less than a foot away from his eyebrows, and then his eyes fell on the owner of this finger.
The young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome figure, and the air of a master Yuan Ting Yue Zhi in his movements, was looking at him up and down indifferently.
"It's just a test of your strength. I didn't expect that you are quite murderous!"
Zhao Junxian glanced at the ancient sword tower hanging above Feng Bingwen's head, especially the seven killing swords that were about to move.
He believed that if this disciple hadn't controlled these seven killing swords, these seven killing swords forged from the bones of ferocious beasts and great demons would have already struck him.
"It's just an instinctive reaction!"
Feng Bingwen smiled nonchalantly, and the ancient sword tower that automatically jumped out of the protector was taken back into the sea of Qi in Dantian for warming and nourishing.
Next, we should look for opportunities to repair this ancient tower. It just so happens that Yi Canglan is building momentum. When the time comes, he will sneak into the team and go to the land of demons. He should have a chance to find good materials for repairing the immortal weapons.
I just don’t know if those great demons with noble blood have the habit of building tombs.
"I feel that you have chosen the wrong master and worshiped the wrong sect. With your character, you should go to Tianjian Dao."
Zhao Junxian looked at Feng Bingwen's reaction and couldn't help but joke. Such words were naturally just a joke.
Now let alone Feng Bingwen himself who wants to change his sect, even if his master says he no longer wants this disciple, there will still be a group of immortals rushing to take him.
"Tianjian Dao, master, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that I still have another chance to go to the Tianjian Stele Forest to learn enlightenment. I will go in if I have the opportunity in the future!"
"The Heavenly Sword Stele Forest is indeed a good place, but if you want to get enough benefits from it, I advise you to wait until you reach a higher level before going there. With your current cultivation level, you won't be able to comprehend much."
"Understood."
Feng Bingwen naturally would not ignore the master's suggestion. However, just when he was about to say thanks,
"Well, you can go back now!"
"What are you doing? You called me over and you just took action and tested me once?"
Feng Bingwen grinned.
"Otherwise? I want to verify whether my disciple's practice is solid. Is there any problem with this?"
"No, your chief founding disciple, that is, me, has now successfully formed a golden elixir. As a master, shouldn't you reward me with a few immortal weapons? To encourage me to practice hard."
Feng Bingwen was naturally unwilling to go back like this. It would have been fine if his master was just a poor ascetic Taoist monk, but his background, even if he traveled through the world, there were few who could be stronger than him.
To put it bluntly, his master is so rich that if you pluck out a hair, it will be thicker than his thigh. If you just throw it away, it will be an immortal weapon. As a disciple, if you can't scrape a few ounces of oil from such a master,
It would be too regretful for the master-disciple relationship between them.
"Practice hard?"
Zhao Junxian was also a little surprised by Feng Bingwen's words. At first, the boy gave him the impression that he was kind-hearted and cautious, but now, he only felt that the disciple he had accepted was not ordinary thick-skinned.
"Have you ever worked hard?"
"all the time!"
Feng Bingwen has no guilty conscience and is confident and confident.
"..."
The young Taoist was so thick-skinned that even the son of an immortal fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to reprimand him.
"Master, please tell me something. My disciple, I have made a breakthrough in my practice. As a master, I should reward you with a few treasures to encourage you. You can't just send me away. This doesn't make sense.
!”
Feng Bingwen worked tirelessly and persevered, and even though he was here, he should bring something back with him, otherwise it would be a big loss.
"What do you want?"
Although this disciple was very thick-skinned, Zhao Junxian thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.
"Immortal weapons, master, you can give me as many as ten or eight as you see fit, I won't be too many!"
"Ten Immortal Weapons? You value me too much as a teacher. In this case, I will send you to the cave controlled by my father. There are more than ten Immortal Weapons there. If you have the ability, feel free to take them away. But when the time comes, don't forget
I’ll give you a few pieces of Fenrun as my teacher!”
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Tomorrow I will make 6,000 per day, and sharing food is prohibited!!!