Chapter 390: Transcending the Immortal Tribulation
"Hey, have you heard? A branch of the Ji family killed a born saint!"
"I've heard about it a long time ago. It's an exquisite heart with seven orifices. It was cut open by those short-sighted Ji family members and put into their own children. It really deserves to be punished by heaven."
"That group of people has been removed from the Ji family's genealogy long ago. Even their cultivation has been abolished. They are no better than mortals!"
"As expected of a wealthy family, they never make mistakes when it comes to major issues!"
"Bah, what kind of aristocratic family? If Taishang Daozi hadn't bumped into it, I'm afraid he would have been pushed down, how could it have been spread?"
"Is there anything else?"
"Elaborate!"
Gossip is the nature of the human race, and can even be said to be the nature of living beings. Among the nine continents of the human race, rumors related to the high-ranking Wannian family, especially bad rumors, have always spread extremely quickly and violently, almost overnight.
In the meantime, what the Ji family had done spread throughout the world.
In Beicangzhou, wherever the monks gather, six or seven out of ten people are discussing this matter. This matter has become the focus of discussion among the monks after dinner.
But because the Ji family took the initiative to disclose this matter, and even announced a series of harsh punishments, the Ji family's reputation was not damaged too much, and even increased in some special areas.
However, the voices of accusation and abuse are naturally inevitable, because judging from the results, the Ji family murdered a human saint. This is an indisputable fact. Although everyone in the Ji family who murdered was severely punished, this
It can't change what happened.
"These aristocratic families..."
In a city where monks gathered, Feng Bingwen walked through it, examining the practice world that was very different from that of Donghua Continent. News from all directions came to his ears, and information from further away was captured by his soul.
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Most of the news he heard now was about the Ji family. Many people felt sorry for the born saint who had his heart poached, and some were even inquiring about his whereabouts.
However, after learning that the born saint was taken away by a loose immortal, some worried people can get some comfort, because this is also a good result, after all, the seven orifices exquisite heart of the born saint is gone.
Feng Bingwen listened to the discussions coming from the monks beside his ears. His heart was calm and there was not much emotional ups and downs. After all, this incident did not have much impact on the cultivation world of this continent. It just made more people talk about it.
It's just a topic, and by the way, some low-level monks who have been suppressed for too long will take this opportunity to scold the aristocratic families above them.
"It's just an exquisite heart with seven orifices. I didn't expect that so many people would care!"
Feng Bingwen's soul suddenly came into contact with some secret things. He was slightly startled, and after thinking for a moment, a sneer appeared on his face.
The city where he is now is more than ten thousand miles away from the small town where the born saint was born. He has just left. The next day, the city is full of rumors about the Ji family.
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Although the Ji family acted quickly, the information spread too quickly. It would be strange if there was no one behind it to help.
If you think about it casually, you will know that it is probably a game between big forces or something. Not every sect is as unique as Taishangdao. They do not have transcendent capital. Taishangdao's cultivation resources are uncertain.
They are all obtained from outside.
"But what does it have to do with me?"
Feng Bingwen didn't care either. He knew that someone was trying to get the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart. Even if it wasn't the original one, if it was placed on his body, he could get close to the Tao. It would be beneficial to practice and understand the Tao. It could be regarded as a "big opportunity".
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Those who are better informed should also know that Linglong’s heart is now with him, the Supreme Taoist Master, so what kind of courage does it take to dare to take advantage of him?
Presumably they are some people who are not well-informed enough. It is simply a waste of time for such forces to pay attention to their actions.
If you have this skill, you might as well think about how to cultivate the reincarnation of the Supreme Being. After all, the Supreme Being did an extremely thorough job in order to cut off the cause and effect. Now his true spirit is ignorant, his consciousness is completely lost, and even his cultivation aptitude is only up to the level of being able to
The threshold of spiritual practice.
In order to pursue transcendence, the Supreme Being did what he did happily, but as the guardian who inherited the cause and effect and now had to take responsibility, it was very uncomfortable.
"Is the population too small?"
Feng Bingwen's attention was diverted to his own blessed land. Under his arrangement, the indigenous people in the blessed land had begun to raise and accept the reincarnation of the Supreme Being.
As for his name, Feng Bingwen asked him to keep the surname Ji. After all, his body now has the blood of the Ji family flowing through it, even though his parents have been abolished and reduced to a level where even a mortal can't.
Not as good as that.
Ji Wuyou!
This is the name Feng Bingwen chose for that supreme being. Anyway, his parents are gone, so naturally it is him, the master, who fulfills the duty of naming.
After arranging these trivial matters, Feng Bingwen thought of how to plan the future growth path of this supreme being. Martial arts training was inevitable.
Considering the harsh living environment in his current blessed land, it is quite suitable to arrange a savior script. The only problem is that the number of human races in his blessed land is too rare.
Not to mention a city, even a larger village has a larger population than this. The environment in such a small village is not very good for a Supreme's childhood.
"Should we bring in some more people from outside?"
As soon as the idea of bringing mortals from his own world into the blessed land came up, Feng Bingwen suppressed it.
He is a man with a book from heaven, and he must be cautious in his words and deeds. To lead mortals into their blessed land, which is no different from the wilderness, is to commit murder.
"Mortals should not be tempted randomly, but if they are those hungry people who have suffered from natural disasters and become homeless... No, no matter what kind of natural disaster it is, mortals will have a glimmer of hope after all with the help of monks and gods, but if they enter my
This blessed land, if you are not careful, it will all be gone in one go!"
Feng Bingwen felt a little headache. The matter of adding children to the blessed land should not be rushed and must be carefully considered. After all, the number of people he wanted to introduce was in the tens of thousands.
With his current level of cultivation, if he accidentally hurts a mortal, although there will be bad karma, he can basically ignore it, but if the number is added up, let alone him now, even if he becomes an immortal, he will not be able to bear it.
"First find a secluded place to survive the catastrophe!"
After thinking about it, Feng Bingwen couldn't think of any method that was not related to cause and effect. He gave up thinking and decided to focus on his own strength first. His current accumulation was enough.
There was no way, who allowed him to have good luck recently, surpassing other monks in a very short period of time, eliminating the need for hard training and accumulation, and directly touching the realm barrier.
And the most important thing about all of this is that he recently obtained the innate source energy, and fortunately, this source energy focused on strengthening his body.
If he pays attention to his magic power like the innate Qi of the five elements, he is afraid that the moment he comes out of the gourd, he will face a catastrophe and break through on the spot, without giving him time to practice and master it.
With the idea fixed, Feng Bingwen no longer wanted to wander around the city. Although the customs and customs here were completely different from other continents, which made him expand his horizons, he would have plenty of time to wander in the future.
Rumble——
This is not the first time for Feng Bingwen to overcome a catastrophe. Although it is only the second time, Feng Bingwen does not feel any panic at this time. He naturally has a sense of confidence in his heart, as if this catastrophe is not enough.
consider.
He found a swamp with few living creatures. Apart from poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions, there were no intelligent spiritual creatures in this swamp.
And when the thunder exploded in the air, and the mighty power of God spread down, the swamp that was still alive suddenly fell into silence. Even the poisonous insects without brains would follow their instincts and succumb to the power of God.
"Not bad, it looks no worse than the human-immortal calamity my master saved!"
When the natural calamity came and the power of God suppressed it, Feng Bingwen still felt no tension in his heart. He even had the leisure to compare his own calamity cloud with that of his master.
Which one is bigger and which one is smaller can be used to verify the potential of a monk. This thing is directly proportional to the potential and talent of the monk.
"You've been working in vain. If you had known that the calamity cloud was so big, you should have found a place at will. Now you are hiding in the dark, and people can still see it!"
The heavenly tribulations that gathered with him as their target did not even allow Feng Bingwen to concentrate on comparing the talents between himself and his master. His attention also fell on the auras of the tribulation clouds.
On the monks attracted.
It has to be said that the cultivation atmosphere in Beicangzhou is much better than that of Donghuazhou. The quantity and quality of its monks are inferior to Donghuazhou and are not at the same level at all.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Geographically speaking, Donghua Continent is located at the very back of the human race, so it is considered a safe place. However, precisely because it is the safest, the Shinto there is extremely prosperous.
To a certain extent, it can be regarded as the territory of Shinto. Although there is a relatively famous holy land for spiritual practice, Jiuwei Mountain, there is only one place there. Compared with the other eight continents of the human race, it is indeed a bit shabby.
For example, in the country where Feng Bingwen was born, not to mention any decent cultivation forces, the slightly stronger ones are all under the control of the government. If you want to obtain the books and resources for cultivation, you must obey the government's arrangements and dispatches.
It can be said to be quite miserable.
"Which senior is this here to overcome the tribulation? The scale of this tribulation cloud is too terrifying, it is the only one I have seen in my life!"
"Don't say it's your own opinion. I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. This is the first time I have seen such a calamity cloud. Could it be that there is a senior Earth Immortal who has overcome the calamity?"
"Don't be ridiculous. If you were an Earth Immortal, why would you choose such a secluded place?"
Even with the roar of thunder, Feng Bingwen could hear the discussions and quarrels of the attracted monks at the edge of his calamity cloud. There were even a few auras in them. Even he could not despise them.
"My human race, Jiuzhou, is truly blessed with great fortune and outstanding people!"
Although he wants to keep a low profile, Feng Bingwen, who is now being watched by many people, still maintains a good attitude and even has the heart to admire the current Beicangzhou cultivation world.
After all, he chose a secluded place, and there wasn't even a decent sect around. But after the aura of heavenly thunder spread out, it attracted many great monks, and even the aura of human immortals was looming. If this continues, maybe
It will also attract earthly immortals.
The thoughts in Feng Bingwen's mind were turning over and over again. Just when his mind was full of distractions, the first catastrophe fell. The tribulation clouds in the sky were like a vast ocean pouring down, directly submerging Feng Bingwen's figure in it.
, endless thunder beats in it.
Rumble——
This kind of power directly frightened the monks who were attracted from the periphery of the robbery cloud. Most of the monks looked at the world submerged by thunder and were frightened to death. Some low-level monks were even directly shocked.
Frightened and fainted.
Even if the mighty power of Heaven that appears along with the Heavenly Tribulation is not directed at them, it is not something they can bear. After all, most monks will not need to survive the Tribulation even if they spend their entire lives.
"Who is the one who overcomes the tribulation?"
"Check it out quickly!"
Just the first sky thunder scared many people, especially some sect forces outside Feng Bingwen's detection range. An unidentified powerful monk could overcome the heavenly tribulation. Once he succeeded, it would have an impact on the surrounding situation. This was
They cannot afford to ignore major events that harm their own fundamental interests.
Feng Bingwen didn't know at this moment that he randomly picked a place to escape the tribulation, which still made many people worried. He didn't have the heart to care about it at the moment, because all his thoughts were focused on his body.
When the calamity thunder that poured down like a sea of thunder fell, Feng Bingwen finally understood why he didn't take the calamity seriously at all, and even had the time to think about some miscellaneous things.
Because his body was stronger than he imagined, his subjective thinking did not realize this, but his instinct still did not take Tian Lei seriously.
At this moment, even though everything around him had been completely submerged by the thunder, Feng Bingwen not only did not feel any discomfort, but actually felt extremely comfortable.
He felt like he was not going through a tribulation now, but rather like he was taking a bath. However, what fell on him was not the hot spring water with a suitable temperature, but the thunder that contained the aura of destruction and wanted to destroy his path.
It's a pity that the first thunderbolt didn't cause any harm to him. Instead, it was actively devoured by his body that had been infected by the gods and demons, making his blood more and more vigorous.
Originally, Feng Bingwen still had some thoughts of resisting, fighting against the catastrophe like an orthodox immortal cultivator, but after noticing the miraculousness of his body, how could he do such unnecessary things? He simply spread his arms and lay on his back on Lei Lei.