In the blessed land of Xumi, above the sky, and in the Immortal Palace, a vigorous young man saluted respectfully to the figure who was sitting upright and obscured by the hazy fairy light.
"In ten years, you have found no rivals in my blessed land, and you even suppressed the Void survivors that I specially arranged for you. Not bad!"
Feng Bingwen looked at the young man at the bottom who was respectful to him, and said in a calm tone.
It's just that although he appeared extremely calm, his emotions in his heart were not as good as on the surface. There was a hint of reminiscence on his face, which was covered by the fairy light. The young man's figure reflected in his eyes felt a bit like he was in another world.
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He remembered what he looked like when he met the young man in front of him before he was reincarnated. The Supreme Lord at that time was so powerful that he could suppress the eight wastelands and destroy the clouds in the ten directions.
Now that he has been reincarnated, everything in his previous life has been hidden. Now he is just a respectful young man in front of him, waiting honestly for his guidance and arrangements.
"I just walked out of Master's blessed land. Now that I have entered this real world, I am nothing!"
The young man clearly knew what everything he had experienced before was. In his eyes, he had just walked out of the trial place arranged by his master.
Although he had gone through the test of blood and fire, his master was watching him from above from beginning to end, and there was no chance that his life would be in danger.
"You are neither arrogant nor impetuous. You are so calm and you are not in vain for all my painstaking arrangements. In this way, I will arrange for you to go out of the mountain and travel to all the nine continents in the world!"
"I will obey my master's orders!"
When the young man heard the words of the immortal in front of him, a bright look burst out from his eyes. Even with his stable mind, his eyes could not help but reveal a look of expectation and excitement. He could finally see the real vast world.
"I have no other instructions for you, just do as you please, but you have a cause and effect, and you still need to go and resolve it yourself!"
Feng Bingwen naturally does not have any special arrangements for the reincarnations of these powerful people. He only needs to ensure that they do not have any accidents along the way. In the process, no matter what they want to do, he will try his best to satisfy them.
"Master, please give me some instructions!"
When the young man heard this, he was slightly confused.
"You have an exquisite heart with seven orifices, which belongs to the innate saint of the human race. This is something that does not belong to you. During your travels, due to the entanglement of cause and effect, you will meet the innate saint whose heart was taken away by you. At that time,
, you need to return the heart in your chest!"
Feng Bingwen explained the cause and effect of the past to the reincarnated god-man in front of him.
"My heart doesn't belong to me?"
Hearing this news suddenly, even the young man's temperament, which had gone through many hardships at this time, couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He didn't expect that there was such a dark and bloody cause and effect hidden in his body.
"But if I lose my heart, wouldn't it be..."
"Don't you have any confidence in yourself? If you lose your heart, just grow another one. Are you worried that when you meet that innate saint again, you won't be able to cultivate to this level of martial arts?"
Feng Bingwen asked, this is naturally the most unpretentious way to stimulate generals. It is simple, but extremely effective.
"Master, please rest assured, if I meet the innate saint whose heart was taken away from me, I will definitely return it!"
The young man immediately bowed and kowtowed three times and set a goal for himself, which was to reach a martial arts level that could regenerate the heart in a very short period of time.
"good!"
Seeing that the reincarnated god-man in front of him was willing to accept and settle the cause and effect, Feng Bingwen was overjoyed, nodded in praise, and then cast a spell himself, tearing apart the void and sending it to Nanfanzhou.
Naturally, he will not interfere in the next thing. This reincarnated god is said to have completely wiped out his previous life, but he has some luck. If he died so casually, it would really be a disaster.
What a joke.
"This disciple should be less worried than my eldest disciple!"
After calming down the fluctuations left by the cracking of the void, Feng Bingwen stood up, then took a step forward and entered his blessed land.
Thousands of mountains compete for beauty, thousands of waters compete for wonders, fairy clouds fill the sky, auspicious energy is vast, auspicious clouds float, and purple air transpires. This is a truly blessed land of fairy land, with countless fairy lights shining in it. Even if a mortal falls into it, it will be incomprehensible.
If you practice cultivation, you will have a life span of eight hundred years.
And such fairy land, with its divine beauty contained in it, under the will of its master, finally gathered on an inconspicuous green mountain and turned into the nourishment of a fairy vine no more than three feet tall.
"It's been ten years, no matter how much hard work you've put in, you've only grown a little bit!"
Feng Bingwen stood on the green peak, looking down at the swaying stars and even the sky-climbing vines lingering with a bit of chaos, but his eyes were somewhat helpless, mixed with infinite expectations.
Phew~
A breeze blew, and the three-foot vines planted on the top of the mountain swayed in the wind, as if asking Feng Bingwen for something.
"Get some energy!"
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen waved his hand casually, and a little golden light appeared between his fingers and fell on the vines. Even if the green vines became more green, the chaotic energy among the branches and leaves became even more swaying with the wind.
It's thicker.
But when he saw this scene, Feng Bingwen didn't feel any joy about it, because he had seen similar scenes countless times in the past ten years, so he was not surprised at all.
After testing various fairy soils and spiritual soils, and even finding various kinds of true water, Feng Bingwen finally discovered that it was his own blood that had the best nourishing effect on this fairy vine.
After discovering this, Feng Bingwen didn't waste any time. He went to the blessed land every now and then to nourish this innate spiritual root with his own blood, accelerate the growth of the spiritual root, and hope that it could soon exert its magical effect of connecting the two worlds.
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After the routine watering, Feng Bingwen looked at it carefully. Although there were various extraordinary phenomena on it, it did not show the effect he expected. In the end, Feng Bingwen had no choice but to retreat and continue to wait patiently.
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In this way, another ten years passed, and Feng Bingwen sat on the ground, never stepping out of the outside world. He only occasionally sent a dharma body to visit his blood relatives.
At the same time, he had also heard about the deeds of his two disciples. Both the eldest disciple and the second disciple now had reputations spread throughout the nine continents of the human race.
It is true that they were all extremely mediocre at first, but mediocrity at the beginning does not mean that they will remain mediocre throughout their lives. The great disciple accumulated a lot of experience and transformed into a unique immortal body in the step-by-step practice.
The second disciple also practiced martial arts intensively. In the endless tempering, he activated the energy of Tiangang and Earthly Evil, and also forged an unparalleled physique that could fight with the real dragon, divine phoenix.
Feng Bingwen was indifferent to the achievements of these two disciples, because he was not surprised by the results. Even if the true spirit was ignorant, even if it was only a little bit, it was enough for them to reveal their true extraordinaryness under the temper of the years.
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His attention finally fell back to the sky-climbing vine that he had planted and had now grown to six feet. After growing to such a size, this innate spiritual root finally showed what Feng Bingwen had been waiting for for a long time.
of miraculous.
It was not even a small vine the size of an ordinary person's wrist. A bright young leaf at the top actually pierced Feng Bingwen's blessed land, and a small half of the young leaves penetrated into the void to absorb the turbulent flow of the void.
After growing to this point, Feng Bingwen discovered that this innate spiritual root no longer needed his blood as nourishment. It could actively absorb the growth substances it needed from the void, which made its growth process faster.
Already.
In this way, another ten years passed. On this day, an inexplicable fluctuation swept through Feng Bingwen's blessed land. This caused Feng Bingwen, who was originally sitting in the blessed land of Xumi, to wake up and return to the blessed land in an instant, staring at
The source of the unusual movement was a thick vine that had grown to a height of several feet.