"Haha, Brother Feng, this is the true successor of the Royal Temple, Yin Zhaofeng. He is a fellow practitioner of Xianwu just like you!"
In Xianyang City, above the Fengqi Tower, many geniuses from the human race gathered here. Among them, a burly young man wearing animal skins laughed and introduced many geniuses to a Taoist sitting at the top.
"I've seen Feng Daozi!"
A handsome, unruly young man in white robes and brocade clothes stood up and saluted the Taoist priest who looked younger than him.
There is nothing wrong in his face. Since ancient times, the master has always been the first, not to mention that the opponent is Taishang Daozi - few people know that Taishang Daozi was given up.
"I've met fellow Daoist Yin, so you don't have to be polite."
Feng Bingwen responded politely with a smile.
"This is the true successor of Wanling Sect, Ji Changqing!"
After Feng Bingwen met the true successor of the Royal Temple, Yi Canglan continued to introduce the next person to Feng Bingwen. With Feng Bingwen's current status, he is undoubtedly the most dazzling and eye-catching presence on the top floor of this famous restaurant in Xianyang City.
And this one happened to be familiar with Feng Bingwen. The handsome monk who stood up following Yi Canglan's introduction bowed his hand to him.
"Brother Feng Dao, you are fine."
"Come and be safe!"
Feng Bingwen responded with a smile.
He still has fresh memories of this talented monk. After all, a guy who wanted to introduce his sister to him was really unforgettable for him.
"Brother Feng and Daoist Fellow Ji know each other?"
Looking at the two people greeting each other, Yi Canglan was suddenly a little surprised.
"I have an old friendship with Taoist brother Feng. By the way, does Taoist brother have a Taoist partner now?"
Even in full view of the public, Ji Changqing was not timid. Even if his current state was still firmly in the Mortal Realm, facing Feng Bingwen who was already in the Yuan Dan state, he was not at all shy and dared to use a teasing tone.
ask.
"Not yet."
Feng Bingwen's expression did not change. He was used to it. Even when he saw this Ji Zhenzhuan, he was already prepared in his heart. The situation before him was just as he expected.
"Taoist companion?"
The more than twenty true disciples in the pavilion looked at each other, most of them with somewhat subtle expressions.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, why are you asking Brother Feng Dao such a question?"
As the leader of this genius banquet, Yi Canglan couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked aloud, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.
If it were a female cultivator, it wouldn't be strange to ask Brother Feng this kind of question, but it happened to be a male cultivator. Could it be that Brother Ji Dao has some special hobbies? If that's the case, stay away from him in the future.
Some, don't get entangled.
"Don't misunderstand me. I asked Feng Daozi this question mainly because I have something..."
Sensing the subtle atmosphere in Fengqi Tower, Ji Changqing quickly realized that what he just said was a bit subtle and ambiguous, and could easily be misunderstood.
Although there were many geniuses present, not many knew him. To put it bluntly, he could be said to have little reputation among them. He was among the weakest in terms of both status and strength.
Of course he is weak, but his spirit is not low, because he thinks that his talent is not weaker than anyone present, even those who are higher than him. As long as he is given time, he will definitely be qualified.
, walking side by side with it.
"Haha, you don't know, this Taoist Master Ji has a younger sister who has cultivated a first-grade pulse. This Taoist Fellow Ji has come here to choose a sister-in-law, but the Taoist Brother has a really vicious eye, and he fell in love with Feng Daozi at a glance."
Another person stood up laughing and explained to Ji Changqing that they were close friends of Ji Changqing's.
"First-grade pulse condition?"
The eyes of many true preachers are somewhat different. For the twelve Taoists of Xuanmen, if you cultivate a first-grade pulse, you have a high probability of becoming a Taoist disciple, and this is only a requirement for the top sects of the Taoist sect.
"Yipin Pulse Condition? I heard that Wanling taught a Wanling body. Her name is Ji Lingyue. Isn't she your sister? This is the person who will inherit the orthodoxy in the future. You are the elder brother and you want to marry her off.
?”
There was a boy who looked like a carved jade boy, but even though he looked young, no one would look down upon him if he could sit here.
"It's just a Taoist couple, so what if the relationship is confirmed? You don't have to leave the Wanling Sect!"
Another lazy voice sounded.
"That's true, but this idea is too good to be true. So what if it is a Ten Thousand Spiritual Body? How can it be worthy of the Supreme Taoist Master!"
"Brother Taoist, isn't this biased?"
"A first-class pulse condition, no matter where it is, is a first-class qualification, but it is a bit unbearable for Taishang Dao. I heard that the Taoist disciple of Taishang Dao, Zhao Junxian, Senior Zhao, has an immortal-grade pulse condition, which shocked the ancient times.
Shuo Jin!"
"A follower of the trend, how can I be a snob like you? I fell in love with Brother Feng Dao when he had not yet entered Tai Shang Dao and was just a casual cultivator!"
Listening to the discussion in his ears, Ji Changqing frowned and retorted.
"Fellow Daoist Ji has a keen eye for recognizing talents, but it's a pity that it's too late. He failed to establish a relationship before Feng Bingwen gained momentum. Now I'm afraid it won't work."
"Everyone, we are gathered here not to discuss matters about Feng Daozi's Taoist companions. Don't deviate from the topic!"
As the atmosphere became increasingly heated, the content was getting more and more off-topic. As the host, Yi Canglan had no choice but to interrupt and put an end to the enthusiasm of these talented people.
"What Lord Sunset God said is absolutely true. Let's talk about some serious matters. Let's stop talking nonsense about Taoist companions. We can't make the decision."
"Yes, yes!"
"Back to business!"
"We gather here to discuss important matters. There should be a person in charge. Otherwise, when we have different opinions, no one can mediate. This is not good!"
"The person in charge? Isn't that Brother Yi? Do you still have any opinions?"
"We don't have any objections. It's just Feng Daozi?"
Under the guidance of someone who was interested, dozens of eyes fell on Feng Bingwen, who was drinking and eating fruits in the banquet with an indifferent expression. Even though he had become the focus of everyone's discussion just now, he did not say much.
If you want to discuss it, let them do it. Anyway, he won't lose any flesh. With his current status, he doesn't need to attract too much attention. The outside world's eyes will naturally fall on him. It would be better to be quiet.
.
"I have no objection!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Feng Bingwen had to say that he was still affected by those senior brothers and sisters. There was no need to fight over matters that were not beneficial to his practice but would actually affect his practice. Even if he remembered that he was a Taoist master,
It must be among them and cannot be forgotten.
"Brother Feng Dao, if you are..."
Yi Canglan looked at the change in the atmosphere at the banquet, and a hearty smile appeared on his angular face. However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Bingwen,
"Brother Yi, in addition to slaying demons, I am here to practice cultivation. I just want peace and quiet. Don't bother me with many worldly things."
That's what he said, but Feng Bingwen also saw the clues. The geniuses of the human race who gathered in Fengqi Tower here were all inspired by Yi Canglan... no, they were infected by the words of Sunset God Lord, and then
Gather here.
These geniuses all have the same goal at this time, which is to kill the noble bloodline among the demons, show their prestige for the human race, and wipe away the shadow left by the half-demon of the Golden Crow tribe who wreaked havoc on the human race.
But the reason why Tianjiao is Tianjiao is because his qualifications far exceed those of ordinary monks, and his speed in practice is beyond the reach of monks of his generation. Such monks often have a sense of arrogance in their hearts.
It is difficult for them to succumb to the will of others. When such a group of people gather together, in a certain respect, they are like a piece of scattered sand. Even if Yi Canglan wins the title of Sunset God Lord by defeating the half-demon of the Golden Crow tribe, he cannot let them
Convinced, some people even want to challenge him.
However, due to Yi Canglan's current reputation, he had to suppress such thoughts, otherwise the verbal and written criticism would be enough to make the monks who wanted to shake Yi Canglan's status embarrassed, because Yi Canglan was defeated by three Taoists and two Buddhists.
In the end, he was the one who turned the tide, but he saved the face of the human race.
But even so, it does not mean that some people will suppress their ambitions. Not all monks are like Taishangdao, who can ignore fame and wealth and pursue the great road wholeheartedly, without caring about anything.
"After leaving Jiuzhou, how to promote the prestige of our human race depends entirely on Brother Yi's arrangement."
Although Feng Bingwen didn't intend to interfere, he didn't want to give up his position as the leader to others. He liked this descendant of the ancient god, so Feng Bingwen stood up for him at this time.
When Taishang Daozi spoke, this little incident was easily revealed. Although he had never taken action, with the blessing of Daozi's identity, not many people dared to question it.
Feng Bingwen's whereabouts are not secret. Before entering Taishang Dao Mountain Gate, he entered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Secret Realm. Not too many people have seen him. As long as they are willing and pay a little attention to investigate once or twice, they can find Feng Bingwen.
No one dares to underestimate the fierce performance in front of the official entrance to the mountain.
After the interlude, the atmosphere in the banquet gradually became warmer, and Feng Bingwen answered some questions from time to time, which made many geniuses even more excited, because Taishangdao is really too mysterious for monks who don’t understand it.
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"Feng Daozi, I want to ask you something."
"Don't be so polite, just ask, I will answer if it's convenient!"
Feng Bingwen was looking for fame, but she was a female cultivator.
"I heard about what happened before you entered Xianyang. I would like to ask if you have the blood of the Zhao family named Ying?"
"No."
Feng Bingwen categorically rejected it without any hesitation.
"Yeah?"
The female cultivator's eyes were full of brilliance, showing her inner unrest.
"As far as I know, the Feng surname is the oldest surname in the human race!"
"There are hundreds of millions of people with the surname Feng in the nine continents of the human race, but they are just surnamed Feng, so they are nothing."
Feng Bingwen heard the hidden meaning in the female cultivator's words. Although his surname was Feng, the bloodline he inherited might be mixed with the bloodline of the Zhao family in the process of passing on.
"Besides, I was born in Donghua Continent, which is more than 108,000 miles away from Beiming Continent. You should not be suspicious because my parents are both mortals."
"Mortal? How is this possible?"
Originally there were some monks who were ready to believe what Feng Bingwen said, but after hearing this, everyone's faces showed a look like "Don't lie to me."
Although one thing is cruel, one thing is recognized by most monks, that is, the achievements a monk can achieve often depend on the innate foundation given to him by his parents.
Only a very small number of monks with ordinary qualifications but evil understanding can defy this, rebel against their innate nature, and sweep away those monks who are born to be noble. And each of these monks can leave a great name in the history of the human race.
For a monk like Feng Bingwen, who can be a Taoist disciple, it is too ridiculous that his parents are just mortals. No one will believe it. This goes against common sense.
This does not mean that there cannot be outstanding talents among monks, but the physical constitution of mortals determines that they will not be able to breed monks with such superior innate conditions.
"Tai Shang Dao, where is Feng Bingwen Feng Daozi?"
When many geniuses were surprised and showed disbelief, a questioning voice with a special rhythm came from outside Fengqi Tower into the pavilion.
"coming!"
A subtle look appeared on Yi Canglan's face. He turned his head and glanced at Feng Bingwen. Then he waved his hand and opened all the doors and windows. He saw a magnificent team of soldiers floating outside the window sill, with the black bird flag flying.
The faces of the geniuses sitting here showed inexplicable expressions.
"But Feng Daozi in person?"
A eunuch with a fair face that made people fall in love with him at first sight, as if he was bathed in spring breeze, walked into the pavilion, and as he stepped forward, many talented people couldn't help but frown.
It's not disgust, but just the keen perception of these geniuses. Even if the eunuch tried his best to restrain himself, these geniuses can still feel the oppressive power contained in his body.
"Exactly!"
Feng Bingwen stood up, his expression still unchanged. This demeanor made many people secretly praise him, he was indeed a great man.
"Your Majesty has an order, please Daozi to follow me into the palace!"
"Can!"
Feng Bingwen was right. He also wanted to meet the current Emperor of Qin. Although he was not the unparalleled overlord who swept Beiming Continent five thousand years ago, every emperor of Da Qin was an undoubted hero!
"please!"
Even Feng Bingwen could not guess the level of the eunuch. He bowed his body and Feng Bingwen followed his guidance and stepped onto the chariot. The palace chariot rumbled and roared past in the sky. Under the gaze of many talented people, he
Go, and finally disappear behind the dark and majestic palace wall, like a natural chasm.
Contrary to Feng Bingwen's imagination, he encountered almost no obstruction after entering the palace city, and no one came to search his body. He easily met the emperor who was in charge of the most powerful country in the human race.
The moment he raised his head slightly and saw the hem of the emperor's Xuanchang, Feng Bingwen understood why he could see the emperor so easily because of the overwhelming imperial power.