"How many times has this happened? Has it started fighting again? What a big noise!"
At the edge of the deserted sea, Feng Bingwen looked up to the sky. Since returning from the small cave world, he has stayed here and has never entered the deserted sea again. He is waiting for the innate spiritual root arranged for him by the heavenly book.
It's a pity that he never waited, but he did wait for the changes at the border of heaven and earth. He didn't know whether it was because the group of demons outside the territory were too outrageous in their attempts to test, or because Zulong broke the tacit understanding between them. In short,
, the conflict at the boundary between heaven and earth has further escalated.
Even if he is within the world, standing on the edge of the deserted sea, he can still see great changes in the sky from time to time. It is the aftermath of the battle from outside the boundary that has been transmitted to the inside. This has been weakened by the Tiangang layer, but it still triggers
Celestial phenomena that stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles are even easier.
At this time, let alone the ordinary dragon clan, even the real dragons who could be kings could not intervene, let alone his make-shift human earth immortal. He weighed his own weight, but he couldn't
I feel like I have the capital to join in the fun.
Therefore, during this period of time, Feng Bingwen has been following a group of real dragons at the edge of the deserted sea, but he has never left. After all, even if he cannot see it with his own eyes, he can only feel a few breaths of a battle at this level.
shallow.
So Feng Bingwen has always stayed here, but he is not only thinking about whether he can get some opportunities, but he also never forgets that innate spiritual root.
"Heavenly Book, Heavenly Book, you have consumed so much of my good deeds, when will you be able to fulfill my wish?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't stop thinking in his heart, and finally once, something shocking happened outside the sky.
Even if Feng Bingwen was within the heaven and earth, he would feel a frightening wave erupting from the sky. The terrifying wave even penetrated the thin film of the sky and the earth, and even penetrated the billions of miles thick Tiangang in an instant.
Endless streams of light fell from the sky and scattered in the deserted sea. Some of them passed through the sky and hit the edge of the deserted sea.
The storms in the desert sea were penetrated by debris from the sky, endless waves were set off, and countless waves were stirred up.
In this sudden change, an inconspicuous emerald green light fell at Feng Bingwen's feet.
Feng Bingwen listened to Zhou Zhou's dragon roars one after another, looked at the many dragon shadows flying up and down, and then lowered his head and glanced at the young seedling at his feet that was not as thick as one of his fingers.
, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, but he quickly suppressed it.
"What a great opportunity!"
The young Taoist waved his sleeves and took the inconspicuous green seedling into the blessed land. Then he rose into the sky and merged into the dragon shadows that were wandering up and down that day. They were preparing for the sky.
Boiling at the opportunity that fell.
The things that fell from the sky penetrated the membrane of heaven and earth, and were not even burned in the Tiangang layer. If there are any leftovers, even just fragments, as long as they can be found, it is a chance. That's why those dragons are like this.
Excited.
Although Feng Bingwen knew that the greatest opportunity had fallen into his own hands, in order to make himself less conspicuous and to join the group, he also joined the treasure hunting team.
It was not until three days and three nights later that Feng Bingwen returned to the temporary cave he had opened with a happy expression on his face. As soon as he entered the cave, Feng Bingwen activated the magic circle he had arranged.
The joy of returning from the treasure hunt quickly disappeared on his face, and with a flick of his sleeve, a pile of broken copper and metal fell at his feet. This was how he followed that person for three days in order to make himself look inconspicuous.
A "treasure" found by a group of dragons from the deserted sea.
There are indeed many valuable items among them, and there are even some fragments of divine objects made from immortal gold and magical iron from outside the territory, but these are not very important to Feng Bingwen at this time.
He doesn't care either.
The young Taoist's spiritual thoughts spread out and scanned the surrounding area for three thousand miles. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he stepped into his blessed land. After entering the blessed land, he did not care about anything. His eyes fell on the place where he was placed.
On top of a sapling on the top of a barren mountain.
After three days, the seedling still looked fresh and tender, without any signs of wilting, but that was all. Although it looked full of vitality, Feng Bingwen's spiritual thoughts swept over it repeatedly.
Dozens of times, no clues were found, it seemed to be just weeds that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.
However, Feng Bingwen would not really remove it from the weeds on the roadside. He watched it fall to his feet with his own eyes. If nothing else, the fact that it fell from the sky and was not destroyed at his feet is enough to prove that it is magical and rare.
place.
"This is the innate spiritual root I seek!"
Feng Bingwen walked around this seedling vine and looked left and right, feeling excited but also somewhat inquisitive.
"Climbing Sky Vine!"
The title page of the Heavenly Book was opened, and then it was turned to the page of records. The latest line that emerged verified what Feng Bingwen was thinking, and it also made the big stone in his heart fall to the ground. At the same time, it also made him aware of this plant.
The name of the innate spiritual root.
"What a name!"
The moment he learned the name of this innate spiritual root from the heavenly book, Feng Bingwen probably understood the purpose of this spiritual root, which was consistent with what he had previously thought and needed.
"Hahahaha, my way has come true!"
Feng Bingwen left the mansion with a big smile, and then went to say goodbye to the familiar dragons and dragon kings one by one. He had stayed here for a long time, and it was time to leave.
Most of the Dragon Lords who were familiar with him politely tried to persuade him to stay. After seeing that Feng Bingwen had indeed decided to leave, no one said anything more.
After all, Feng Bingwen came here and got a piece of the pie after all. I don’t know how many dragons had long been hoping that Feng Bingwen, the human race, would get out. Now that they have left, it will naturally be a happy situation for everyone.
After Feng Bingwen left Huanghai, he traveled day and night without stopping for a moment, and then returned to Taishang Dao to find his master to exchange ideas. Half a day later, Feng Bingwen returned to the blessed land where he could still control, and then
He then devoted himself to thinking about how to cultivate that innate spiritual root from heaven.
What happened outside the sky is not something he can explore now, and Feng Bingwen is not very interested in it. He only knows that the spiritual root held by the supreme figure among the demons outside the territory fell into his hands.
That's enough, the rest doesn't need to be explored too much.
What he needs to think about now is how to let this innate spiritual root continue to grow and restore it to the point where it can at least be used to connect the two worlds. Maybe it doesn't need to be so terrifying. It just needs to allow him to be free between the two worlds.
Walking through is enough.
For this reason, Feng Bingwen did not hesitate to disturb his fellow disciples and found a lot of immortal soil, even a handful of the legendary Nine Heavens Breathing Earth.
It is a pity that even so, the climbing vine that has been nourished by so much soil has only become a little greener and has not continued to grow at all.
Feng Bingwen was naturally disappointed with this reaction, but he also knew that this matter could not be rushed. After all, the growth cycle of heaven and earth and spiritual roots is measured in thousands of years, which is still relatively small. Some are particularly special, even
The growth cycle is based on ten thousand years.
Of course, even so, some special spiritual objects can still accelerate the growth of these innate spiritual roots. However, these spiritual objects are extremely difficult to find, just like soil.
"Well!"
After searching the world, Feng Bingwen stood in his blessed land, looking at the drop of green seedling under his feet, and finally made a decision that was not difficult. He pointed like a knife and gently cut his finger.
, and then sprinkled the golden blood dripping from his hand on the climbing vine.