Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Boy, you should be right!
"You are like me back then, and have surpassed all the true disciples in the sect. How do you feel?"
In the Taoist palace, there was a dense atmosphere of immortality. There was a young Taoist sitting on the cloud bed above. He was looking at the lower part with a smile. A young Taoist with little joy on his face asked.
"I don't feel anything!"
Feng Bingwen responded.
"Isn't this something you should be happy about?"
"Master, were you like me back then?"
The young Taoist asked in a faint tone. The news that the new Taoist disciple of Taishang Tao, who was about to take the throne, had defeated six true successors in a row had already spread through the mountain gate.
But he was not happy about it, not even very happy, because he knew how his achievement came about. If he was happy about it, he would be too ignorant and ignorant of himself.
"Of course not. Back then, I defeated them one by one in an upright manner, and then assumed my rightful position."
When he mentioned this, the young Taoist sitting on the cloud bed straightened his back straighter and looked full of energy. This was one of the most memorable experiences in his monastic career.
"oh."
Feng Bingwen responded in a calm tone. This was exactly what he thought. His master relied on hard power to push through, while he relied on his senior brothers and sisters to let go, and then he achieved the same result.
"You've achieved the same thing I did back then!"
Zhao Junxian put on a look of relief and encouraged his disciples.
"Okay, Master, don't you know how much goes into these victories of mine?"
Not only did Feng Bingwen not have the slightest bit of joy, he even looked a little discouraged. Thinking back carefully, for now, it is impossible for him to be better than a senior brother or sister. Of course, the opposite is also true. He has been practicing for a short time, but his background is
Not shallow.
"No, on the contrary, I think you are now qualified to be the Taoist disciple of the Supreme Tao!"
Zhao Junxian said something unexpected to Feng Bingwen, which caused a huge change in Feng Bingwen's expression.
"Huh? Master, what are you talking about?"
Feng Bingwen didn't react for a moment. He was a little stunned for a moment, and even doubted whether he had fallen into an illusion.
"No need to question, to be honest, it is beyond my expectation that you can fight with your senior brother Lin to such an extent."
"If Senior Brother Lin is willing, I will be defeated by his sword within three rounds. Even if I have an immortal weapon to protect me, it will be useless."
Feng Bingwen realized this very clearly. After he saw the methods of these true brothers and sisters, he no longer had much pride in his heart. It didn't matter what the pulse of the immortals was. There was never a shortage of geniuses in this world.
"You are right. If your senior brother Lin hadn't been determined to train you, you would have been defeated long ago."
Zhao Junxian nodded and acknowledged Feng Bingwen's words,
"But you have overlooked one point. The real brothers and sisters you are challenging now are of the same generation as me. When I invited them to fight, they were not as powerful as they are now.
Do you think that over the years, they have been stuck in the same place, and even if I were to challenge them now, I would not be any better than you."
"this……"
Feng Bingwen was startled, but he ignored this.
For ordinary monks, a pass or a bottleneck can trap them for dozens of years, hundreds of years, or even a lifetime.
But what Feng Bingwen found was the true successor of the first level of the human race. How could they be trapped in the Yuan Dan realm and stop moving forward?
The master and apprentice were indeed challenging the same group of people, but the difficulties they faced were fundamentally different. It was impossible for Feng Bingwen to replicate his master's behavior back then.
"Let's go, the Taoist master has sent me a message. He wants to see you!"
Zhao Junxian stood up, and after his master's explanation, Feng Bingwen's mood was completely different. At this time, the aura exuding from his whole body became lively and cheerful, like the rising sun.
"The Supreme Taoist Master!"
After hearing the master's instructions, Feng Bingwen quickly followed, and at the same time, expectations emerged in his heart.
The master of Taishang Dao may not necessarily have the highest level of cultivation in Taishang Dao, but the authority he holds must be the greatest among the human race. He is one of the most powerful monks in the human race.
"Master, what level of cultivation is the Taoist master?"
Feng Bingwen, who had been enlightened, returned to his normal appearance as a young monk and asked curiously.
"Fairy!"
Zhao Junxian glanced at Feng Bingwen, rolled up his sleeves, and the golden light spread, turning into a avenue, extending to the void that could not be seen.
"(⊙o⊙)Wow!"
Feng Bingwen was amazed, but think about it, it is normal for Taishang Dao Master to have such a cultivation level.
"Are the Taoist masters of other Taoist sects also immortals?"
"Among the twelve sects, only three are heavenly immortals, and I, Taishangdao, am one of them. The rest are controlled by earthly immortals!"
"The other thing that is the same as my Taishang Dao is the Origin Dao and the Huntian Dao?"
Feng Bingwen still knows this common sense in the world of cultivation. The Twelve Dao Sects are the strongest twelve sects in human Xuanmen, but even if they are at the same level, there are still strong and weak ones. Most monks recognize that
Three, middle four, bottom five.
The Upper Three Dao Sects have stood at the apex of the human race since the emergence of cultivators in the human race. The strongest monks in the human race basically come from these three great sects.
Slightly weaker than these three great sects are the four great sects. Their status was established in the battle for the rise of the human race. After tens of thousands of years, they are still immortal and are still prosperous to this day.
The weaker ones are the lower five paths. Among them, the Tianjian Dao that Feng Bingwen has come into contact with is one of the lower five paths. Its establishment time is only close to ten thousand years, and its foundation is far inferior to the upper three and middle ones.
Four is so deep.
However, sword cultivators are good at killing, so Heavenly Sword Dao can also stabilize its status among the twelve paths. However, it is called the Lower Five Paths because the positions of these five Dao Sects will be replaced and rotated. Heavenly Sword Dao is among the Lower Five Paths.
It is still considered a Taoist sect with a long history.
Among the Twelve Dao Sects, Xingxiu Dao is the one with the lowest foundation. Its establishment date is only more than three thousand years ago. With such a foundation, it is inevitable that people will look down upon it. Therefore, Xingxiu Dao will often be criticized by other sects.
Challenge and attempt to take its place.
"Um."
Zhao Junxian responded to Feng Bingwen's question as if he had nothing to say, without being arrogant or impetuous. At this time, the avenue that evolved from the golden light under his feet had reached its end.
Infinite light emerged, but after only a moment, it all receded, and then the boundless darkness spread in front of you. When you are in it, you only feel that you are small and the world is vast.
"Is this too virtual?"
Seeing this familiar darkness again, the experience not long ago came to mind, and Feng Bingwen, who had been following Zhao Junxian, couldn't help but stop.
Even an ordinary immortal who is sent to Taixu without any preparation will turn into a frozen corpse in a short time, let alone a small Yuan Dan monk.
"No, you can just see Taixu here."
A voice responded to Feng Bingwen, but it was not Zhao Junxian's voice. Feng Bingwen followed the voice and immediately saw a Taoist who stepped into nothingness and turned his back to him.
The moment Feng Bingwen's eyes fell on that figure, all his mind and attention were attracted to it. For a moment, Feng Bingwen even felt that he had seen the "Tao". No, that was not an illusion.
This Taoist, who cannot be considered tall, naturally reveals the Tao Yun, which contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and the secrets of the operation of all things. Those with extremely high understanding can suddenly realize it, and it is not difficult for their cultivation to greatly increase.
.
"Taoist Master!"
Feng Bingwen reacted and quickly bowed and saluted.
Although the Taoist in front of him did not turn around, Feng Bingwen felt as if his whole body was being seen through. This was also not an illusion.
And when he glanced secretly at his side, he found that Zhao Junxian, who had led him here, had long since disappeared. He did not know when he had retreated, leaving him alone to face the Supreme Taoist Master.
"You're great!"
Before Feng Bingwen could feel uneasy, the Taoist who had his back turned slowly turned around, revealing an unpretentious and clumsy face, whose appearance was difficult to describe.
Because Feng Bingwen found that he couldn't clearly see the Taoist's appearance at all. He was clearly standing in front of him and he could see it, but his mind just couldn't remember it.
"You will take over as your master and become the new Taoist disciple of our Dao Sect. What do you think?"
"Tao Master, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I have experienced a lot, and I feel more and more that I am not worthy of this position!"
Feng Bingwen's words were spoken from the bottom of his heart.
"Don't be too humble. You have defeated six true disciples in our sect in a row, so you deserve this position."
"Isn't Tao Master still clear about the reason for this?"
It was difficult for Feng Bingwen to describe his mood at this time. Although he could not say that he had longed for the position of Taishang Daozi, it was still what he wanted. However, he did not expect that Taishang Taoist would now name him. He
He actually started to shirk it.
"If you really think about it, I am probably the weakest true disciple in the sect. How can I be worthy of this position?"
"It's hard to say whether you are the weakest, but you must be the youngest true disciple of our sect. There is no doubt about this. If your senior brothers and sisters are given the same training time, they will definitely not be your opponent."
Taishang Taoist Master's mood at this time was also very complicated. If it were another sect and the position of Taoist disciple was vacant, the disciples below would have started fighting long ago.
But when it comes to Taishang Dao, there is harmony in the sect. Everyone is humble to each other, but no one wants to be a disciple. Nowadays, it is not easy for disciples to take the initiative to become Dao disciples, but they start to shirk them again. How can this be done?
Although this disciple has a small problem, in the eyes of his Taoist master, the hidden danger is not a big problem. Those old guys who survived from the ancient times will be fine if they just keep to themselves and are restless.
, catch them all and fill them up in the sea.
"..."
Although the Taoist master admitted his talent, Feng Bingwen fell silent after hearing this.
"What? As far as Pindao knows, you have been making trouble with your master for the sake of the position of Daozi. Why now that you have reached the last step, you are hesitant to take over the position?"
"It's not that I don't dare, it's just that I feel unworthy!"
"If the poor man says you are worthy, then you are worthy!"
"I……"
"The Legend of the Wind."
Without letting Feng Bingwen continue speaking, the Supreme Taoist who was in the Taixu scene spoke, and what he called out was Feng Bingwen's current identity.
"Do you think Pindao can't figure out what you did a few days ago?"
"I don't know what the Lord is talking about. I really don't understand. Please ask the Master to explain it!"
Feng Bingwen's heart skipped a beat, but after thinking about it, he seemed to have never done anything so immoral as digging up ancestral graves, so he calmed down in a very short period of time.
As for whether the Heavenly Book will be discovered by this Taoist master, Feng Bingwen is no longer worried. This is the second immortal he has met. If it is to be discovered, his master's immortal father should see it, and
Won't wait until now.
"If the enemy can go, I can go too. You are really brave. When I was young, I was not so brave.
It's just that after you, Feng Zhenzhuan, made an agreement to win the position of Daozi, you will go to the land of demons and promote the reputation of our human race. Why, at this moment, you, Feng Zhenzhuan, are hesitant to move forward?
Do you want to shirk it? This is embarrassing! Not only is it embarrassing for you, but you are also losing the face of me, who is too wise?"
"No, Taoist Master, this disciple has absolutely no such intention!"
Feng Bingwen quickly explained.
"Since there is no such intention, then the new Taoist disciple of our sect is you!"
"Is my cultivation inappropriate?"
Feng Bingwen was full of doubts. After fighting with the true brothers and sisters from the same sect, Feng Bingwen's self-confidence that he was invincible at the same level was indeed shaken a lot.
"It's quite appropriate."
Taishang Dao Master no longer has the intention to entangle with Feng Bingwen like this. In his opinion, all he needs to do is finalize the candidate for Daozi.
Although the boy in front of him has a lot of problems, his physique is indeed not bad. Although he has just been promoted to Yuandan monk, as long as he is given a little more time, he will be able to catch up with the previous generation of monks.
Canonizing him as a Taoist disciple, kicking him out of the mountain gate, letting him wander around Jiuzhou, or even go to the land of demons to show off his power are all good choices.
With his physique and those seemingly inexplicable opportunities, as long as he fights with others in the same realm, even if he is defeated, it is impossible to lose, and at most it will be a draw.
If some old immortals don't want to be shameless and take action forcefully, he, the Taoist master, can just take advantage of the opportunity to stretch his muscles and strengthen the presence of Taishangdao, so as to avoid some guys who have not left the mountain for a long time.
Treat them as if they don't exist.
"That's all, kid, let me tell you this. If you are willing to be the Taoist priest, then of course it's best. If you are not willing, you have to be the Taoist priest. Could it be that you want the things you messed up to get out of hand?
Will your senior brother and sister wipe your butt? There is no such good thing in this world."
The immortal's thoughts turned around a thousand times. Feng Bingwen didn't even think of a word to say when he heard the Taoist master's painting style and tone changed drastically. This immediately caught him off guard.
At the same time, when he first met this Taoist master, the profound and unpredictable magnanimity and the majestic image that had been established in his heart suddenly collapsed like a mudslide.
"Since the Taoist master has said so, how can the disciples not follow it?"
"good!"
You can see but cannot remember the Taoist's face with a kind smile. The next moment, Feng Bingwen's eyes are spinning, and then the figure of Zhao Junxian appears in front of him.
"Master, I am a Taoist disciple now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Bingwen frowned because he had forgotten a lot of things. To be more precise, he barely remembered anything he had just seen.