Such a result was also expected by Feng Bingwen. If the sky-opening ax is swung down and splits the chaos, it will separate the pure and turbid air, and then evolve the heaven and the earth.
With his accumulation of cultivation, he will never be able to support the chaotic evolution of the world. It is probably only when he is promoted to become an Earth Immortal that he can take this step and open up his own blessed land.
"It's almost time to finish!"
Feng Bingwen raised his head and looked up at the Heavenly Tribulation. This test and punishment for practitioners had come to an end, even if he had made an act that provoked the majesty of Heaven in the middle.
After all, his identity is different from that of most monks. Although he is an acquired being, he has inherited the legacy of two innate beings.
This catastrophe made him lose the respect that monks have for catastrophes. After all, this thing never harmed him from beginning to end, but instead nourished his energy and spirit continuously.
Even though the Heavenly Tribulation was roaring above his head, there was no sign of weakening at all. The moment his thoughts arose, Feng Bingwen knew that the Heavenly Tribulation would not last long before it would dissipate.
“I don’t know how long it took me to survive this catastrophe!”
Feng Bingwen murmured softly. Without external reference and comparison, he had long ignored the passage of time, but he didn't care about it. His master had passed through the tribulation not long ago, and it only lasted seven days and seven nights.
Although his talent was not as good as his master's at the beginning, he has already surpassed it after undertaking two major events. However, even if he is better than his master, it probably won't be too outrageous, and it will only take a few more days.
Not long after Feng Bingwen sensed it, billions of thunderbolts fell in the sky together, as if the movement was about to destroy the world. It stopped almost in an instant, and the flags and drums ceased. It turned from extremely noisy to extremely quiet, which made people feel stunned.
The time is a little uncomfortable.
The distant noises immediately followed Feng Bingwen's unfolding perceptions and converged into his sea of consciousness. The movement outside the tribulation venue he chose was perceived by him almost instantly.
This was an extremely special experience. In a daze, Feng Bingwen only thought that he had the illusion that he could control everything. Nothing around him could escape his perception.
"Look, the cloud of calamity has dissipated! The Supreme Master has successfully overcome the calamity!"
“How long did this take from start to finish?”
"If I remember correctly, the entire ten days and months are already comparable to those of the ancient sages. I heard that the Taoist Master of the Supreme Way was also like this back then."
"Do contemporary Taoists have the qualifications to be respected as Taoists?"
"Maybe, let's see first and then talk. If he survives, then yes, if he becomes a handful of ashes, then everything will be over!"
"Still alive, I feel it!"
An exclamation sounded, as if he couldn't believe it.
"How can it be?"
“Amazing!”
"Is this really a man who has overcome the tribulation?"
When Feng Bingwen's figure appeared in the eyes of the many onlookers, many knowledgeable monks took a breath, or were dumbfounded, and it was difficult to maintain their posture for a while.
Because the young Taoist priest who looked intact and had a smooth and flawless aura gave them a vague sense of oppression, he challenged their deep-rooted common sense of practice.
The Heavenly Tribulation is a test for monks, but it is also a punishment. The monks who can induce the Heavenly Tribulation have already surpassed ninety-nine percent of the practitioners in this world, and the monks who can survive the Heavenly Tribulation are the best among them.
But no matter how they survive the catastrophe, whether they rely on magical powers to endure it, or whether they use tricks, the monks who can survive the catastrophe, no matter how special they are, can survive until the catastrophe is over, and what is left
One breath is considered a success.
This is the case for the vast majority of people who have overcome the tribulation. Some martial arts practitioners will even be chopped down with only a few drops of essence and blood left. If there is no external supplement, even if they survive, they may belch.
Of course, these are all nonsense and common sense, but at this time, the young Taoist stood in the sky, with a faint fairy light blooming on his body. As he walked, golden lotus bloomed under his feet, and the spiritual energy around his body surged, forming the shape of a dragon and tiger.
, broke all this.
Among the monks who were watching, they were basically from big families and major sects. None of them were shallow. They were all knowledgeable monks. However, no matter how they looked, they could not see any sign of weakness in Feng Bingwen at this time.
.
And this goes against common sense, because the Heavenly Tribulation will adjust its intensity according to the monks who are overcoming the Tribulation. The more talented the monks are, the harder they will be struck by lightning. There are many talented people who are struck to death by the Heavenly Tribulation.
Even the former Taoist disciple of Tai Shang Dao, who had the pulse of an immortal, Huang Gu, was struck by thunder and was paralyzed. After the disaster dissipated, it took a while before he recovered.
"I'm on Taishang Road. Feng Bingwen has met all of you fellow Taoists. Not long ago, when I was walking in Beicangzhou, I had a sudden impulse and knew that I was in danger of breaking through. I had no choice but to choose this secluded place to escape the tribulation. Unexpectedly,
I still disturbed all fellow Taoists and disturbed the peace of this place, I’m really ashamed!”
There were many visions accompanying him. Although his face was immature, he could not be underestimated. The young Taoist was polite and offered his hands to the monks who were quickly approaching him.
He glanced around him with his peripheral vision. This swamp, which was originally filled with poisonous miasma, was affected by thunder because of him. The terrain at this moment has long been changed beyond recognition. There is no swamp anywhere, and there are lightning craters everywhere.
, glassy crystals are everywhere.
"It's really Feng Daozi!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen personally admit his identity, an old man from a wealthy family couldn't help but let out an exclamation. He looked at Feng Bingwen as if he was looking up at an ancient god and demon that had not yet grown up. His eyes were filled with awe.
It's incredible.
There are some things that cannot be faked, such as the Taoist charm of the Heavenly Tribulation that remains on the body of a monk who has just passed through the Heavenly Tribulation, and the aura that cannot be perfectly restrained due to the rapid increase in mana after breaking through the realm.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh when he heard someone questioning his identity. He had always acted in a flamboyant manner and rarely concealed his identity, unless he had something special to do, such as bringing in an apprentice.
"Let me tell you, the only person who can bring about such a catastrophe of immortality and heaven is the supreme Taoist Feng Daozi!"
There was another elder from a large sect who complimented Feng Bingwen with little concealment, but no one paid attention to his gesture. Many people looked at Feng Bingwen with very fiery eyes.
To a certain extent, the Heavenly Tribulation can be regarded as a way to identify talents. The scale of the Heavenly Tribulation, the intensity of the Heavenly Thunder, and the duration are closely related to the monk's own talent, combat power, and potential.
The stronger, the better.
The human-immortal tribulation that Feng Bingwen had just passed through had already proved to the onlookers how terrifying his talent was.
Even if there is an orthodoxy behind him, the big families and factions who are watching him are also trying to win over him. Even if they fail, they still want to make friends with him. Get to know him, this is a business that is sure to make money without losing any money.
"Exactly, old man, I still held some unrealistic expectations before, thinking whether it could be my heir who caused this disaster. Now that I can see the real person, it is no surprise."
Another elder from aristocratic family opened his mouth to compliment, and at the same time started to invite Feng Bingwen,
"Seeing Daozi in such high spirits, and thinking about the incompetent boys in my family, I can't help but want to beat my chest. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to invite Daozi to come to my Zhang family? So that the unfilial disciples of my Zhang family can see that our human race
The style of the first genius!"
"You can save it. Your Zhang family is a million miles away from here. You let Taishang Daozi run so far just to help you train your grandson? There is no need. If Daozi wants to take a rest, you can come to me.
Sit down with the Wang family!"
"I sweep the couch in the Beast King Palace to welcome you..."
As one person opened his mouth, in this continent, the powerful forces that could be said to be prestigious and ranked also opened their invitations one after another. Their attitude was so enthusiastic that for a while, Feng Bingwen felt a little overwhelmed.
Can't stand it.
One realm and one heaven. Although his identity has not changed, the attitudes of the people around him are completely different from before. If he was still a Yuan Dan cultivator before, he might not be treated like this.
"You have to find a suitable excuse to get out!"
Although he was sought after by many big forces in an instant and treated as a guest, Feng Bingwen had no intention of complying with their wishes and wanted to go and have a look by himself.
If you agree to their request and follow them, you will inevitably be able to find out. However, Feng Bingwen, who understands cause and effect, has long understood that there is no free lunch in this world.
There will never be a pie in the sky. Even if it does, it will be filled with poison. If you get an extra benefit, you will have to bear an extra share of karma, and you will have to pay it back in the future.
"Are you Feng Bingwen, the Supreme Taoist? Looking at you, you don't seem to be that good!"
A lively sound like the cry of a phoenix sounded, which instantly suppressed the noisy sounds around Feng Bingwen. It also attracted Feng Bingwen's attention. He looked up and saw a man in light green clothes.
The girl in the dress was looking at him up and down with a pair of dark and bright almond-shaped eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you speak arrogantly here!"
Before Feng Bingwen opened his mouth, an old man from an aristocratic family frowned and scolded him sternly. He was not as gentle or even flattering as he was in front of Feng Bingwen.
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant!"
"Where did you come from, this unreasonable person, please confess your guilt immediately!"
One person starts a group, and the others quickly follow up, as if they are not falling behind.
Although these old guys can be called human spirits, they can also see that this girl's identity is extraordinary, and her strength is somewhat unclear.
But based on Feng Bingwen's performance just now, no matter how extraordinary the identity of the person in front of them is, it has no meaning in comparison. They know which party they should please and befriend.
"Noisy!"
When the girl in the green skirt heard these voices scolding her, she frowned slightly, sniffed, and seemed a little unhappy. She raised her little hand and waved it gently.
Huangniao sang loudly. Just a moment ago, he was standing next to Feng Bingwen. Several senior elders and elders of big sects who had made rude remarks disappeared in an instant, and they did not know where they were moved.
"Okay, the troublesome people are all gone, can you answer my question?"
The girl who sent away nearly ten Dongxuan Realm monks with a wave of her hand said with a smile, not caring at all how many people she scared with her casual wave just now.
"There should be only one Feng Bingwen in Taishang Dao. If the girl wants to look for me, that's right. However, I searched my memory and it seems that I have never met the girl before. I wonder why the girl is looking for me?
"
Even though the girl in front of him showed great magical powers and even calmed the people around him, Feng Bingwen's attitude was very calm and he did not panic because of it.
"You are Feng Bingwen, that means I'm not wrong. I didn't know you before, and we didn't have much interaction with each other before. However, you little kid talked nonsense in front of the Demon Emperor and ruined my sister's reputation.
I came here specially to teach you a lesson and give you some color!"
The girl in the green skirt was also a person of temperament. Regarding her intention of appearing here, she spoke directly without any concealment. As soon as these words came out, the monks who had gathered around Feng Bingwen looked at
There was something wrong with his eyes.
The communication between the Taoist Master and the Demon Emperor is naturally considered a secret, and not everyone is qualified to know about it, let alone the excuses one of the young monks casually used to fend off the Demon Emperor during the process.
"this……"
Hearing the origin and reason of the girl in front of him, Feng Bingwen was also slightly startled. Soon he came back to his senses and probably knew what was going on. He hurriedly said,
"Everything happens for a reason and I can explain it!"
"Okay, I'll listen to your explanation, but you have to wait until I finish teaching you!"
The girl in the green skirt nodded, and then she never gave Feng Bingwen a chance to speak. She moved lightly with lotus steps, and in an instant she crossed the distance between Feng Bingwen and her. The slender figure appeared in front of Feng Bingwen.
In front of his body, a seemingly small palm slapped Feng Bingwen's chest.
Seeing the light palm that was about to fall on his chest, Feng Bingwen's eyes flashed with a strange color, he turned his palm and faced it.
boom--
It was like thousands of thunderbolts bursting together. The waves were enough to shake the world and spread across the mountains. Many monks who had originally gathered around Feng Bingwen did not recover for a moment and were directly thrown away.
Some of the weaker monks vomited blood in the air before they even landed, and were seriously injured, but this was just the aftermath of the fight between the two.
"Where is Your Highness Yingli?"
Feng Bingwen used his backhand to hold the slender hand that seemed to be weak and boneless, but could easily shatter mountains and evaporate rivers. There was no scar on this palm after he struck it.
"Let go, you idiot!"
The girl in the light green dress saw that her palm was being held. She twitched slightly, but was unable to break free. She immediately glared at Feng Bingwen with some embarrassment. The physique of the first genius of the human race in front of her was a bit unexpected.
Her prediction seemed to be more terrifying than the rumors.