Under the twisted ghost ghost Kinoshita, a pale-faced middle-aged Taoist thanked Feng Bingwen with a lingering fear on his face, his eyes full of joy.
"No need to be polite!"
Feng Bingwen took a look at this weather-beaten Taoist. His cultivation level was only in the mortal realm. If he were in the outside world, he would naturally be able to act unscrupulously by relying on his status as a Taoist disciple.
However, after falling into this place and opening up the underworld for a short period of time, being able to survive until now is entirely due to good luck and meeting Feng Bingwen.
And along the way, Feng Bingwen also saw many corpses of Netherworld disciples who were dragged into the underworld because they were caught off guard and had no time to react. Without exception, their cultivation levels were below the Cave Mystic Realm, and none of them had set foot on the Immortal Path.
The strongest person in his cultivation is just Yuan Dan. If he is in the outside world, he is very famous, and he can even find the great monk who founded the sect in the corner of the corner.
But in this Netherworld, in this sudden change, looking at the corpses of countless Yuandan monks who died, it is obvious that a certain powerful person who caused this disaster did not care.
"Brother, do you know what happened?"
The monk who calmed down and endured the pain of having his soul torn apart looked at Feng Bingwen and asked nervously.
He was naturally able to identify by Feng Bingwen's aura that did not cover him up too much. This person was not a monk from their Netherworld Dao, but from another Dao sect.
Investigating why Feng Bingwen appeared here has no meaning for him at the moment. He only needs to know that this senior brother, like him, is a human race with fresh blood, not a ghost in the netherworld. This is enough.
"Look at my cultivation level, which requires me to hide in hiding. How much do you think I can know?"
Feng Bingwen smiled helplessly. He really didn't know much. What he had experienced personally was enough to deduce some shocking truths.
But there is no need to tell these truths to the junior brother in front of me. Knowing too much is not a good thing. Ignorance is also a kind of happiness at this time.
After all, he was so weak, and it was only through luck that he arrived and received his assistance. Even if he knew part of the truth, so what, except for causing fear and resentment in his heart, there would be no benefit at all.
"Senior brother has great magical powers, even those Netherworld beast kings can't help him!"
The middle-aged monk with a vicissitudes of expression, when he heard Feng Bingwen's words, quickly complimented him. Such proficiency made Feng Bingwen's lips twitch.
"You think highly of me! If I encounter some big guys, I still have to hide away!"
I don’t know how long the Netherworld Path has been brewing in order to open up the Netherland under my feet. But at this moment, the Netherworld opened up, and the corpses buried here began to revive.
"No matter what, senior brother is better than a loser like me. Could it be that senior brother arrived in time, I'm afraid that my blood and essence have been swallowed up by the charm at this moment, and I turned into a pile of withered bones!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly. His face, which already looked old, looked even more vicissitudes at this moment.
"Dignified monk, why are you so decadent? Your magic power is still there, but you just broke some magic weapons and hurt your soul. You can recover after some time of cultivation!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the smile on the middle-aged monk's face became more and more bitter. He only broke some magical weapons. The Ten Thousand Demon Soul Banners and the soul-expelling magical weapons that he carefully cultivated were all broken into pieces.
net.
Now he is only trying to save his life. As for the means of protecting the road, he has gone. He can only start over from the beginning, and he doesn't know how long it will take. And this is on the premise that he can leave this place alive.
"If you can get out, senior brother, please tell me these things. At this time, to senior brother, I am nothing more than a burden!"
The bursts of pain coming from between his eyebrows made the middle-aged Taoist look even more depressed. He originally longed for the powerful young monk in front of him to save his life.
But when I think about how dangerous this place is, even though this young Taoist is many times better than the monks of the same generation he usually interacts with, it is still extremely difficult to survive here. If he shamelessly follows up, he may even hurt the other person's life.
.
So, how is it different from repaying kindness with hatred?
"What stupid things are you talking about? I don't even dislike you, but you are starting to feel sorry for yourself!"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the low pressure lingering on the middle-aged monk.
"Senior brother, you don't have to worry about me, just go away. You allowed me to live for a while, and I am very satisfied that I can end my remaining life in a decent way!"
"I say, this junior brother, you think too highly of yourself. With your level of cultivation, you still want to be a burden to me? What are you thinking about?"
When Feng Bingwen heard what the middle-aged monk said, he walked forward with a smile and patted his shoulder. Although this man looked a little shivering, he was really not a bad person at heart. No wonder he could hold on until now.
, I must have some merit and luck in my body.
"Brother!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but feel a warm current flowing through his heart, and his face turned red. Until now, he has never met a senior brother like Feng Bingwen!
"Come in!"
Feng Bingwen got goosebumps from the look in the eyes of this monk whose face was full of traces of time. He picked up his collar, then tore open the entrance to the blessed land and threw him in.
Originally, after Feng Bingwen took over the Xumi Blessed Land, he didn't think much of the remnant world picked up from the void. After all, compared with the blessed land opened by Tao Zun himself, it was not even a bit inferior.
That is to say, the reincarnation of an innate god-man was imprisoned inside, so he only paid attention to it occasionally. Otherwise, he would have almost forgotten about it. However, the situation is critical now, and this blessed place has become a temporary refuge.
Place.
After all, no matter how bad the environment there is, it can't compare to the current wretched land where there are all kinds of underworld beasts that have been cultivated from the remains of wild and alien species and are infested.
However, the life and death of those who were thrown into this blessed land depended on Feng Bingwen. If Feng Bingwen failed to break out of the underworld, then this blessed land would also fall into it.
At that time, under the underworld, this blessed land will also be broken into pieces, integrated into the underworld, and become a part of it. There is no need to say what the fate of the creatures living in it will be.
"Huh? Why again?"
Feng Bingwen, who had just settled this ordinary disciple of Netherworld Dao, suddenly felt a flash of blood energy in the distance, weak but extremely vivid. For monsters living in the underworld, this was the most desirable thing.
"That's it!"
Between the choice of hunting the underworld beast, harvesting its bones, and cultivating immortal weapons, or rescuing the disciples of the underworld, Feng Bingwen chose to save people.
It’s a simple multiple-choice question. There are many opportunities to conceive and raise immortal weapons. After all, the Ancient Sword Tower is not picky about food. But this opportunity to rescue the disciples of the Immortal Sect on a large scale only takes a thousand years and may not happen once in a thousand years.
Although Netherworld is named after Netherworld, it is actually a well-known and upright sect. Although there seems to be some problems above, most of the disciples in the middle are fine.
For example, the ordinary disciple Feng Bingwen just met. Although fear, fear, and all the emotions were displayed on his face, he did not ask Feng Bingwen shamelessly when he knew that Feng Bingwen could save him.
Taking him with him, he let Feng Bingwen go first.
For such a disciple of the Immortal Sect, Feng Bingwen knew without reading the Heavenly Book that he would definitely have good deeds recorded. How could someone who could put himself in others' shoes and even ignore his own life be a villain?
"Who is evil and dares to harm the human race? Kill him!"
Feng Bingwen made a sword light and rushed through the sky. The ghosts that were attracted and gathered were torn apart and their souls were scattered under the raging force of the sword energy.
Not long after, after experiencing a brutal fight, Feng Bingwen rescued another Netherworld disciple who was struggling to support himself. However, this disciple did not even have the energy to communicate with Feng Bingwen, but spoke with joy and gratitude.
He glanced at him with a careless look, then rolled his eyes, fainted and fell to the ground.
"Feng Boy, do you have any ideas?"
The Yuxu Immortal Cauldron, which was taken into Dantian by Feng Bingwen and stored in the sea of qi, watched Feng Bingwen's every move and watched as he took the second Netherworld disciple into the sea of qi.
"Any ideas?"
Feng Bingwen asked casually, and then began to look around for possible disciples of Netherworld Dao. He just glanced at the Book of Heaven. Not to mention, saving a disciple brings so many good deeds, much more than that of a mortal.
"nothing!"
Feng Bingwen had no intention of communicating with this psychic fairy weapon that was about to be destroyed. He found the Qi machine of the third living being. In this dead land, the living people in it were like
It is as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark. Without unique means, it is difficult to hide in it.
"Um!"
It's just that Yuxu Immortal Cauldron witnessed Feng Bingwen's every move, and even watched him rescue more and more Netherworld Dao disciples. After their number began to approach half a hundred, they couldn't bear it anymore.
"Little Feng, do you really have no idea?"
"What do you think? What riddles are you trying to play with me?"
Feng Bingwen, who was addicted to the sense of accomplishment gained from saving people and the joy of rapidly accumulating good deeds, asked impatiently.
"Do you want to be the Taoist Master of the Netherworld?"
Yuxu Immortal Cauldron asked directly.
When he heard this question, Feng Bingwen, who was speeding in the air, staggered suddenly and almost fell out of the air.
"What stupid things are you talking about? Have you been beaten stupid?"
"What? You think what I said is incredible?"
"Is there even the slightest chance that it will become a reality? I am a disciple of the Supreme Way. I have successively obtained the position of true successor, and then assumed the position of Taoist disciple. Now I am in charge of Xumi Blessed Land. I have been full of the Supreme Way from beginning to end.
Seal, how can it be possible to serve as the Taoist master of the Netherworld Tao?"
Feng Bingwen cursed angrily.
Although he had fantasized about being a Taoist master, he also had self-awareness and knew how far he was from this position. Don't fantasize about such a position without practicing for eighteen hundred years. It's better to lie down and dream.
of reality.
"It's impossible under normal circumstances, but isn't there something wrong with the Netherworld Road now?"
Yuxu Immortal Cauldron smiled and said.
"If there is a problem, it has nothing to do with me as an outsider. Even if the current Taoist master of Netherworld Dao dies, if a new Taoist leader has to be selected, the selection will be based on seniority within their own sect."
"What you said is a normal situation, but now it is abnormal."
"How do you say this?"
"I knew you, Mr. Feng, had bad intentions!"
"Cut the nonsense!"
"My master has already rushed over, and the chaos in the Netherworld will definitely be quelled by then!"
"So? When the time comes, your master will have the final say on the Netherworld Dao, and then I, the Taishang Dao disciple who happens to be present, will be able to serve as the master of the Netherworld Dao? Are you talking nonsense? How can there be such a ridiculous thing?"
Feng Bingwen didn't believe it at all. He knew that Tai Shang Dao was powerful and was slightly higher than other Dao sects.
But this is too outrageous. Just one person can decide the ownership of the supreme power of the Immortal Sect. How can there be such a thing?
If it's Tao Zun, it's almost the same if he returns from Taixu. Among the human race, Dao Zun's words are probably one and the same, which means that Martial Ancestor can compete with them.
However, this sage has been silent for an unknown period of time. Of course, the only thing that is certain is that this old man should still be alive.
"So, I always say that you have little knowledge and short-sightedness. When You Ming revealed this kind of bad thing, I, the Supreme Dao, took action to put it down and share some of the benefits. Isn't it too much?"
"As it should be!"
Feng Bingwen thought for a while and felt that there was no problem, then nodded.
"There is chaos within the Netherworld Dao. In order to prevent unexpected events, I, the Supreme Dao, have chosen someone to temporarily take over the position of Dao Master as a supervisor. I will also take away some of the benefits that I deserve. Is there any problem?"
"Sounds like nothing is wrong!"
Feng Bingwen suddenly felt that it was not so outrageous.
"It's just that if there is chaos in the Netherworld, only some of them have different intentions. What about the other part? Can they agree? It is impossible to clean up them too. In this case, it is not quelling the chaos, but the destruction of the sect.
Got it!"
"What can't you agree with? How long do you think the old guys at the top have lived? How many of them have retired from the position of Taoist master? In the eyes of a young monk like you, the position of Taoist master is incredible.
, but for some people, they have long been tired of it and abandoned it like a shoe!"
"Is that so?"
"certainly!"
"Okay, let me assume that all the nonsense you said is true, but your master settled the chaos, why did he let this benefit fall on my head? I am not related to him, and your family
I don’t have any disciples or heirs under my master, so why should I take advantage of you?”
"Of course there are disciples and heirs, but what age do you think my master is? They don't need such benefits. The reason why they take advantage of you is simple. You are the closest!"