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Chapter 401: The Way of Luck

"So, you are now the Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect called Taishangdao?"

Yu Huilian summarized her son's achievements over the years. When she said this, she couldn't help but have a faint smile on her face.

As a mother, there is nothing happier than seeing her child achieve outstanding achievements. Even if she does not understand what Taishangdao represents in the world of spiritual practice.

After all, Donghua Continent is the territory of Shinto, and the cultivation world has been suppressed too hard. In the human cultivation world, this continent is no different from a remote country. There are only two or three big cats and kittens, nothing worth noting.

"Yes, but the main reason why I can sit in this position is because of the humility of the senior brothers and sisters. Otherwise, it would never be my turn!"

Feng Bingwen was very self-aware about the fact that he would become the Supreme Taoist Master. If those true disciples who were of the same generation as his master had not allowed him to do so, he would not have been able to become the Taoist Master anyway.

"Your senior brothers and sisters will be humble to you, but the elders in your sect will never act recklessly. Since you can become this disciple, it means that they recognize your ability."

Yu Huilian said with a smile, she took her son's words as humility, and subconsciously believed that her son earned this position through his true talents and learning.

Because according to her understanding of the world of cultivation, no disciple of the sect would humbly give up such a position. If he did, he might give up the chance of immortality.

"Maybe!"

Knowing how unique his sect was, Feng Bingwen smiled and did not explain too much. After all, this was too far for his mother.

"My writing is the best!"

The graceful Yu Huilian had a look of doting in her eyes, and reached out to rub Feng Bingwen's hair.

"By the way, Mom, please tell me about your and dad's experiences in the past few years."

After briefly talking about his own experience and erasing those inappropriate experiences, Feng Bingwen also appropriately expressed his curiosity.

He really couldn't imagine how his father, an ordinary dabbler who abandoned literature and went into business, recruited a group of practitioners to serve as guardians. Although those people were very arrogant, they were also practitioners.

"I've heard about that golden toad, but where did those nursing homes come from?"

"They came with that golden toad!"

After hearing Feng Bingwen's request, Yu Huilian thought for a moment, then her face showed a look of reminiscence, and she recounted their couple's experiences over the years.

Everything begins when Feng Bingwen's father, Feng Zichuan, works as a merchant and goes to the North. There, Feng Bingwen's father witnesses the brutality of the beast barbarians and sees the common people harassed by the beast barbarians.

Miserable.

So, on an ordinary night, Feng Zichuan, who was just an ordinary businessman, made an extraordinary decision. He decided to spend all his wealth to help the poor people who were displaced and suffering!

This decision won him much praise, but what followed was that the assets he had worked so hard to accumulate began to shrink at an extremely obvious speed.

Just when Daqian's army began to use troops against Beiyuan again, so that the beast barbarians could no longer disturb the people of Beiyuan, the good man Fengzichuanfeng's family wealth was almost exhausted.

Of course there were scoffers, but they only dared to mock him secretly. After all, what he did was righteous. Correspondingly, Feng Zichuan's reputation was spread from word to word in the Beiyuan border area, and he was highly respected no matter where he went.

However, Feng Zichuan spared no effort in helping the refugees, so much so that he didn't even have the capital to make a comeback. Otherwise, just relying on his reputation in the north, he could quickly accumulate even greater wealth than before.

Of course, Feng Zichuan didn't think about this at that time. He was also a scholar and a scholar before he went into business. Rather than making money for the sake of making money, he was more willing to spend the money on useful things, which made his spirit improve. Great satisfaction.

To a certain extent, Feng Zichuan, who had accomplished a goal in life, was not in high spirits. He just set up a carriage and took an old servant with him, and prepared to go home. The son inherited his father's business and followed his father's footsteps. A teacher, he wouldn't starve to death anyway.

But just when the down-and-out businessman who had realized his ideal pursuit and ambition in life was about to lie down, a golden toad jumped onto his bicycle frame and he couldn't drive it away.

Then, stories about his deeds began to spread wildly in Daqian Kingdom.

Most of the people who spread the word are merchants. After all, for them, the auspiciousness that can bring wealth is more important than anything else.

And this golden toad who took the initiative to find Feng Zichuan was worthy of the name of auspiciousness. In just a few days, Feng Zichuan, who didn't have a few taels of silver in his pocket, encountered several near misses. After the accident, he became rich again.

While walking in the mountains, I suddenly encountered a crack in the ground. Under the crack, there was a secret room built at an unknown time. The top was already overgrown with grass, but the bottom was filled with gold, silver and jewels.

When you go boating on the stream, just on a whim, you can lift a golden pot with a stick. When you swim in the city and stroll around the courtyard, you can pick up several gold beads.

Such wonderful things are too numerous to mention.

No matter what he does, or even does not move, money will fall into his pocket. Ordinary people work hard to make money, but for Feng Zichuan, it is money that chases him desperately, trying every means to get it. owned by him.

"After these strange things were spread, the people you just saw came to the door, but they were not the ones who came in the morning. They were stronger and drove away the first group of people!"

"I probably understand!"

Feng Bingwen nodded thoughtfully.

Orthodox practitioners seek immortality by eating the energy of heaven and earth. This is immortal cultivation. But in addition to this method, there are more methods of immortality, such as Shinto, which uses the power of incense and incense from all living beings. But apart from this, There is also a way to borrow luck!

Feng Bingwen vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen similar descriptions in the sect's classics, but he glanced at it at the time and was not very interested in it, because compared to seeking for one's own body, relying on luck If you practice hard, you will have endless troubles!

Shinto practice relies on the power of living beings, but if any unexpected situation happens to living beings, once it bites back, they will fall into hell forever, and they will never be able to stand up again. And compared with this, the method of Qi Luck cultivation can be said to be better than it is.

The most common one is to borrow the luck of the country, enter the dynasty, and practice with dragon veins. Those who practice this method are usually monks with backgrounds but limited qualifications. Luck can make up for the shortcomings of qualifications to a certain extent, or even ignore them.

But if you borrow something, you will repay it. If the country's power is at its peak and is prospering, it's okay to say that. But if the country's power declines, those who borrow the fortune of the country to practice will never escape. In the true sense, they will live with the country and the country will be destroyed. Then both form and spirit will be destroyed.

In this regard, it is even more tragic than Shinto. After all, when Shinto encounters a change of dynasties, only a small number of gods will be liquidated, and most gods can maintain their original incense.

But just like in Shinto, in addition to the god of incense and fire, there are also gods of mountains, rivers, and gods. In the way of luck, in addition to relying on the luck of the country, there is another type of luck that relies on the great luck of some special people!

But this is a test of your eyesight, and if you are not careful, you will also end up with both body and soul destroyed.

Between heaven and earth, in the nine continents of the human race, and even outside the nine continents, there are always some beings who are favored by heaven. And some creatures were humble and humble at the beginning, not much better than ants, but when they suddenly became powerful

At this time, you can rise up and become a giant in a very short period of time.

In the face of such a being, all the tribulations are tests of heaven for them, which will inevitably be solved. They will only become stepping stones on their way to rise, allowing them to reach their rightful place in the shortest possible time.

Such creatures undoubtedly have great fortune, but before they rise and emerge, these people do not look much different from ordinary creatures, and it is difficult to identify them. However, once they rise, you can follow them and borrow them.

There is almost no chance of practicing Qi Luck.

Moreover, even if one has excellent eyesight and is able to find these beings with great luck before they rise, it is still a big question whether they can follow them through the test of heaven.

Those beings who are born with great luck, when faced with the ensuing disasters and tests, even if they are bruised and bruised, with broken bones and tendons, they can always breathe a sigh of relief before reaching their rightful place.

He will perish, but it's hard to say for the people around him.

All in all, borrowing a person's luck to practice is also extremely dangerous. However, unlike borrowing a country's luck, if this method can be sustained and lived to the end, the achievements will often not be too low, and you may even be able to obtain the status of immortality.

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"These guys just come here to rub my father's luck into cultivation!"

"Ok, I know!"

Yu Huilian nodded without surprise. The couple were not fools. They had already gotten what they wanted from the practitioners who came to their door. After all, most of them didn't mean what they said, and there were always some who were naive.

Tell the truth.

"Do you need me to blow them away?"

Feng Bingwen smiled and asked his mother for advice. His parents just wanted to bully others, but they were probably powerless.

Jin Chan took the initiative to find him and proved that Feng Zichuan was a person blessed with great luck and would definitely achieve extraordinary achievements.

For those monks who have a bleak road ahead and want to rely on luck to practice, this is simply a bonfire in the cold night, with endless attraction.

"What do you think?"

Yu Huilian did not answer the question.

"Just stay, there's no harm in it anyway!"

Feng Bingwen also had an indifferent attitude towards this. He knew where his father's luck came from. He just accumulated a lot of merit and got it as a bonus.

"Your father thinks so too. These people are very good caravan guards. Taking them with you when traveling all over the world will save you a lot of twists and turns, and bring you a lot of convenience!"

"fine!"

Feng Bingwen strongly agreed with his parents' decisions and ideas. After all, under normal circumstances, no monk would murder someone with good luck. It would be a source of discomfort for himself.

However, that being said, after his parents rest, he will inevitably have to talk to these guys. If he simply wants to borrow some luck, then it doesn't hurt to let them rub in. If there is something else that doesn't matter,

You should have the thought, so don't blame Feng Daozi for being ruthless.

"By the way, you are already lying upside down in your mountain gate. There should be junior sisters who admire you or appreciate you. Why don't you bring one or two back to show your mother?"

After a heart-to-heart chat between mother and son, the topic finally turned in a direction that Feng Bingwen least wanted to see.

"I'm not old, so this matter is not urgent!"

Feng Bingwen's heart was full of regrets, but she couldn't express it to her mother.

He could fly eight hundred miles to Taishang Dao Mountain Gate without meeting a single living person. Where could he go to find his senior fellow apprentices?

As for the true disciples who are considered to be of the same generation as him in terms of titles, the youngest among them is comparable in age to his mother, and the older ones may not even be comparable to the old man in his family.

A practitioner should never judge his or her age by appearance.

"Based on your current cultivation level, how many years of life do you have?"

Yu Huilian looked her son up and down, but did not continue to force him, looking very open-minded.

"At least a thousand years."

Feng Bingwen said decisively.

He felt that the thinking of his family members should change. They should stop thinking about problems from a mortal perspective. If nothing else, as long as he is still alive, the bloodline of the Feng family will not be cut off.

"So many? Then you are just like an immortal!"

Even though Yu Huilian's horizons have been continuously broadened over the years, she couldn't help but be stunned when she heard her son's words. If I remember correctly, the strongest nurse in the nursing home recruited by the couple only lived a hundred years.

, as if his life is short.

"Well, I'm still a little short of that. I can't be called an immortal. But with my cultivation level, if I don't take the initiative to expose my age when I'm walking around, I'm still qualified to be called senior."

“My Wen’er is really amazing!”

Yu Huilian beamed with joy.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing his mother's praise, Feng Bingwen laughed. Just when he thought he had fooled him, he saw his mother's face became serious.

"However, even if you are an immortal, you should find a Taoist companion. After all, you have such a long life. It would be too lonely if you were always alone!"

"That's what my mother said, but I didn't say that I won't find a Taoist companion. I just think there's no need to rush it!"

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Yu Huilian nodded in agreement. If her son was not lying, then this Taoist companion must be chosen carefully.

If her qualifications are inferior and her cultivation level is not up to par, the Taoist companion she is looking for will turn into withered bones while her son is still in his prime. If this is the case, it would be better not to find him at all.

"Feng Bingwen, why didn't you wait for us? Do you think we can't find you if you run far away?"

Just when Feng Bingwen thought the matter was about to end, a sweet sound like the cry of a phoenix sounded.

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