As soon as Feng Bingwen's words fell, the young Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged on the rocks, peaceful and peaceful, with his big sleeves fluttering, as if he would fly away in the wind at any time, suddenly fell on his back, covered his head and let out a cry of pain,
He kept screaming and was extremely embarrassed.
Normally, even if Feng Bingwen's head was bombarded by magic weapons, it would not be like this. Although his path of cultivation was extremely smooth, he also suffered a lot in it. He had also practiced martial arts classics, which was despicable.
It's more like a punishment in purgatory.
He is not a flower in the greenhouse, even in the pain of broken bones and tendons, he can remain calm, but now he is in good health, not to mention bleeding, not even a bruise, but he
Lying on his back on the rocks, he screamed in pain and screamed.
"Tao Master, please be merciful!"
Feng Bingwen naturally knew that he had just let himself go a little bit and talked to his Taoist master in a teasing tone, but he suffered this disaster. He obviously didn't seem to have any injuries, but the pain was unbearable.
"I have been very quiet and thoughtful recently, feeling a little lonely. It would be a good time if the old golden crow on the hibiscus tree wanted to visit me. If he came, he would drink tea with me and talk about Taoism for hundreds of years."
This is just an outline, and even its face cannot be clearly seen, but there is a Taoist rhyme that will run through the past, present and future, and dominate the world. The voice of the Taoist Master at this time was extremely calm, and he did not seem to be offended.
.
When the sound rang out, the pain that even Supreme Taoist Feng Bingwen had to beg for mercy was relieved. Then he covered his head and rubbed his forehead and slowly sat up.
"Drinking tea and discussing Taoism for a hundred years?"
Listening to the plain yet startling tone of his Taoist master, Feng Bingwen thought about it for a moment, and felt creeped out, and then a look of awe emerged.
This sounds very normal. For a person who has achieved immortality and is a first-level Taoist master, hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye. For them, a mortal life may be just a game of chess and drinking.
a cup of tea.
There seems to be no problem, but if you think about it carefully, if this thing really happens, it may cause a catastrophe that will affect several continents, which is frightening.
What kind of existence is the Demon Emperor of the Golden Crow clan today? He is the youngest heir of the first emperor born during the founding of the world. He is a true son of the emperor. He is also one of the best in the world today. He is also the ancient ancestor of the Golden Crow clan. He is this
The symbol of the ethnic group.
If such a being were allowed to drink tea for hundreds of years by Taishang Dao Master, the Golden Crow clan would probably go crazy.
After all, the Demon King is not a casual cultivator, so he has no time to waste his free time. He is in charge of the existence of a clan, and there are many things that need him to deal with and make decisions.
If this person is trapped in the mountain gate of Taishangdao and cannot get out within a hundred years, even if he can make a sound and convey his will, it will cause huge waves that are difficult to predict.
"The Taoist master is mighty!"
Just thinking about it for a moment, Feng Bingwen felt that his mood was ups and downs and it was difficult to calm down.
Because if this happens, it means one thing - the Supreme Taoist Master can suppress the Demon Emperor at any time. This is more capable of boosting the morale of the human race than the geniuses like them joining together and going to the realm of the Demon Clan to fight life and death.
Things with anger.
"Don't think too much. The old Golden Crow has survived almost from the ancient times to this day. He cherishes his life more than you think. Even if he comes to visit, I'm afraid he will only send an incarnation, or at most a Tao body. His true
It is absolutely impossible for me to set foot on the mountain gate."
It seemed that he could see through Feng Bingwen's thoughts at a glance. There was only an outline of Taishang Taoist, and he said that his will came to this world, but it was consistent with all things, and there was no fluctuation at all.
Except for Feng Bingwen, no other living being knew that Taishang Taoist had arrived in the realm of the demon clan at this time, because they could not feel anything.
If someone were watching nearby, they would probably think that the Supreme Taoist Master was talking to himself, and would not be able to see the outline of the Supreme Taoist Master outlined by his aura.
"This is too cowardly!"
The scenes that Feng Bingwen imagined in his mind collapsed and shattered, and he couldn't help complaining.
"Immortal Taoist nobles, the older they are, the more they cherish their lives. The same is true for me. If that old Golden Crow invites me to Tanggu, I will send a Taoist body, and the real body will never set foot in it."
"What a pity!"
Feng Bingwen could only sigh like this at this time, feeling extremely regretful. If his Taoist master could imprison a demon emperor, it is unimaginable how big a disturbance it would cause.
"Okay, put away those distracting thoughts of yours. The human race has not yet conquered the world. Don't let those guys influence you too much. You must have your own subjective thoughts!"
It seemed that nothing Feng Bingwen was thinking could escape the discernment of Taishang Taoist Master, so he reminded Feng Bingwen.
"Do you want to pursue eternal life and freedom, or do you want to compete in the world?"
"Of course I am pursuing immortality and freedom in the world!"
Feng Bingwen replied without hesitation that this has always been his goal and has never changed.
"I can see your words and deeds, but that's not the case. You seem to be more interested in fighting for hegemony in this world than enjoying eternal life!"
"Why did the Taoist Master say this?"
Feng Bingwen immediately retorted. He really had no idea about fighting for hegemony. There were too many troubles and he didn't want to take on so much responsibility.
"Why are you here?"
"Harden yourself, add to your foundation, and prepare to realize the path to immortality!"
"Really? But I heard that you gathered so many little guys because you wanted to boost the morale of the human race!"
"Master Taoist, if I were born in the ancient times when the human race had not yet risen and had to struggle to survive, I would naturally not talk about freedom, nor think about immortality. I would only pick up the sword and fight bloody battles for the human race."
After hearing the Taoist master's successive inquiries, Feng Bingwen naturally knew that he could not be fooled, so he confessed what he was thinking.
"Um!"
"But I was born in the contemporary era, and the human race has occupied the land of Nine Continents. The general trend has been established, and there is no shortage of me, Feng Bingwen. It is the time to pursue immortality and freedom!"
"Why is this?"
"What if I was born in ancient times and became an immortal? Those ancient powerful clans would probably only regard me, a human immortal, as blood food. There would be no freedom and freedom. I could only fight with the sword in my hand."
Feng Bingwen explained what he was thinking in a very organized manner,
"And now, even with the mere cultivation of Yuan Dan, I dare to travel across continents to invite those powerful clans inherited from ancient times to fight with their clans in the same realm. Because I am from the human race, a person they have to fight with
The powerful people who look up to them and even look up to them!
Only if the human race is immortal, and I achieve the immortal status in the future, will I be able to be free and at ease!"
"Um!"
After listening to what Feng Bingwen said, Taishang Taoist nodded. Two eyes suddenly shot out from the vague outline of the figure, and he asked again,
"Only when your race is strong can you be at ease. This is a small way after all. Only yourself is the foundation. If you are like the Supreme Taoist, can you capture gods and demons alive? What if the human race is weak and becomes the blood of all races?
?You can still be at ease."
"I am a human race, and this cannot be changed. If I really have the strength of Dao Zun, and I still sit back and watch the human race sink, then I might as well kill myself in the world, and how can I have the face to be honored in this world!"
Feng Bingwen held his head high and expressed his thoughts directly. This is what he was thinking, and everything came from the sincerity.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
After listening to what Feng Bingwen said, there was just an outline, but a pair of eyes appeared on the head, and even a figure with a long beard further appeared.
In the end, Feng Bingwen finally saw the appearance of the Supreme Taoist Master. He did not have any earth-shattering majestic appearance. He was just a middle-aged Taoist with a refined atmosphere. His appearance was only somewhat handsome and could not be called
Shocking to the world.
It seemed ordinary at first glance, but after staring for a while, Feng Bingwen saw chaos surging, then splitting, evolving into yin and yang, then dividing into the five elements, evolving into all things in the sky, and finally everything collapsed and returned to chaos.
Just with a startling glance, Feng Bingwen felt a stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, as if he was about to explode, because what he saw was beyond what his current state could bear, and he was about to suffer a disaster.
"The eyes are good, but unfortunately, sometimes seeing too much is not necessarily a good thing!"
The middle-aged Taoist who seemed to be elegant and easy-going smiled and then with a slight tap, Feng Bingwen felt a gentle force emerging between his eyebrows, smoothing away the pain that was about to hurt his soul.
"Thank you so much, Master Tao!"
Feng Bingwen bowed and saluted seriously at this time, because although the scene he just saw was extremely short, the benefits it brought to him were really great.
It was a scene of chaotic evolution, and it was the path he should pursue in the future. The Taoist master in front of him showed up specifically to guide him in the direction of progress. Although he might not follow it, it was a reference.
"You deserve this. If you are serious, don't sit here in a daze and think about some irrelevant things. Go fight those big monsters and get some exercise!"
"Please obey the Taoist Lord's decree!"
Feng Bingwen saluted in a decent manner at this time, and his attitude was many times better than before. There was no way, the Taoist Master had given him too much. The look just now was no less than a world-shaking ancient novel.
through.
"You kid, go ahead! Just do whatever you want to do, don't have any scruples, and don't lose your honorable face!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the Taoist master's tone seemed to be much gentler and more casual at this time, just like an uncle facing his younger nephew.
"yes!"
"I will wait for the incarnation of the old Golden Crow to arrive. To be honest, I am looking forward to it!"
When these words fell, the outline outlined by the aura suddenly disintegrated and the increasingly clear figure disappeared, returning to the most primitive and pure aura, and then wrapped around Xiang Feng Bingwen's body, being swept away by his innate way.
He is attracted by his body and wants to blend into his body and become a part of him.
"Do I pass a test?"
Feng Bingwen, who was prompted by his Taoist Master and saw a Zhuangkang Avenue, stood there and muttered to himself.
The first time he went to visit the Taoist master, he didn't even see what this one of the best beings in the world looked like. But now, after just a question and answer session, the Taoist master appeared and gave him a gift.
A great blessing.
"Probably, otherwise my attitude wouldn't have suddenly improved so much!"
Feng Bingwen was very sure of this, and his answer should be in line with the Taoist Master's wishes.
"It seems as I thought, the Supreme Way is not as transcendent as I imagined!"
A smile appeared on the young Taoist's face. He was not belittling his sect or anything, but he found that this sect, which seemed extremely otherworldly in the eyes of ordinary monks, cared about the human race as most of the monks thought.
If you were to ask a random monk, your general impression of the Taishang Dao monk would be that a divine dragon appears but never comes to an end, elusive and hard to find in the world. It is even in line with ordinary mortals' impressions of immortals, isolated from the world and independent.
But in fact, Taishangdao does not really transcend the human race. They have never thought of breaking away from the human race. It can even be said that this is the Immortal Sect that cares most about the human race.
Think about the deeds of the Supreme Taoist Master, look at the behavior of the previous generation of Supreme Taoist Masters, and then recall the attitude of the Supreme Taoist Master just now, and you can basically determine the tone.
“It’s really good!”
Feng Bingwen was very satisfied. Such a sect could give people a sense of belonging. However, after confirming this, he had other doubts in his mind.
"What are the immortals doing?"
It is a well-known fact that Taishangdao has very few people, but the small number of people does not mean that it is weak. No living being will doubt the superiority of Taishangdao at the high-end level.
Many human monks believe that the number of disciples of Tai Shang Dao may be the smallest, but the number of heavenly immortals in this sect, and those beings above the heavenly immortals, are the largest among human sects.
So, the question is, what are so many immortals doing when they strongly agree with and conform to the concept of Taishangdao?
Is there anything worth them not being born for so many years? As a result, the outside world often ignores Taishangdao and even treats this Immortal Sect as a legend.
As long as there is an immortal from Taishang Dao walking outside, the discussion level of Taishang Dao will not be so low.
But, no, occasionally there are disciples of Tai Shang Dao who show up in the mortal world, but among the immortals, they are almost unheard of. It is difficult to find traces of them in the nine continents of the human race, and I don’t know what they are doing.
"It seems that my reputation is not worthy of my reputation!"
Thoughts surged in his heart, and many doubts emerged, but Feng Bingwen could not find the answer, and he did not understand his sect at all.
At the very least, he doesn’t know what his own immortals are doing. It’s impossible for them all to comprehend the Great Dao. It’s not like they’re cultivating the Supreme Forgetting Love Records. If they cultivate immortality, they won’t turn themselves into stone, so what else are they cultivating?
"I will know one day!"
Feng Bingwen encouraged himself that he had been recognized by the Taoist master. He might be able to learn some secrets in the sect when he went back this time. If that didn't work, he could ask his master to find out. After he became an immortal, it seemed that