The young Taoist sitting on the Sky-Planting Vine slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. Then he looked down. Above the Sky-Planting Vine, a figure gradually became clear from blur, and finally turned into a man with a strong aura of violence.
, a young man full of evil spirits.
It was Feng Bingwen's incarnation who won the title of Demon Emperor in a small world. However, after this Demon Emperor ascended and returned, when he looked at Feng Bingwen, dark flames suddenly burst out of his body.
It burst into flames, and soon everything was burned away, leaving only a little light of the true spirit that penetrated Feng Bingwen's body.
"One step closer!"
Feeling the blessed land with its growing foundation, Feng Bingwen was not in a hurry to realize the great enlightenment brought by the feedback from the blessed land. He stood up, took one step, and left the blessed land.
He has been in seclusion for a long time, and he is very quiet and restless. He is going to walk around and take a look.
In the mountain gate, the first person he visited was his master, Zhao Junxian. It was him who introduced him to Taishang Dao, and that was how he became everything he is today.
And when this master, who was born with the appearance of an immortal, saw a disciple who was already stronger than himself coming to visit him, he acted very calmly, and even felt a little relieved.
"The disciples I taught have gone further than my master. Doesn't this prove that I am quite competent as a master?"
Zhao Junxian, who was destined to become an immortal when he was born, was very free and easy. He didn't have any bad obsessions about being overtaken by his disciples. He was still walking on the road he had deduced for himself.
"Don't be greedy for short-term pleasure and destroy the foundation of ten thousand years!"
Although this master is no longer as good as him in terms of realm, in terms of foundation, Zhao Junxian is much more solid than Feng Bingwen, who always takes shortcuts. Therefore, Feng Bingwen is also very respectful to this master's advice.
"Disciples are taught!"
The two masters and apprentices got along very harmoniously, and they discussed each other for a long time. It was not until half a year passed that Feng Bingwen left.
After bidding farewell to his master, Feng Bingwen went to visit several senior brothers one by one. However, compared to his own master, the gap between him and those senior brothers was even wider.
I really wanted to sit down and talk about it, but to be honest, it was a bit difficult, so Feng Bingwen didn't waste much time and ended his activities in the mountain gate. Then he summoned the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel, directly tore the void, and headed towards Donghua Continent.
Rushed away.
In the world, the only thing he cares about is naturally his relatives. If an ordinary practitioner has practiced in the mountain gate for such a long time, time will naturally cut off the connection with the world and the worldly relationship.
However, Feng Bingwen began to use the power he could control to nourish his family's body very early, so even after decades, his parents and relatives are still there, but the way they survive is a bit special.
"grandfather!"
The void cracked, and a ray of fairy light fell into it. Then it fell into a mountain range that seemed inconspicuous from a high altitude. The moment his breath appeared, a bright yellow divine light shone from the mountains, and then
He transformed into an old man with black hair and white beard, and a somewhat stern and old-fashioned face.
"If you didn't practice well in the mountain gate, why did you run out again?"
Although the appearance of the mountain god had such a stern tone, there was a hint of joy that could not be hidden in his eyes.
No elder of any family would be unhappy when their younger generation comes to visit. Even if they don't show it on their faces, they are happy in their hearts.
"I've been practicing hard for half a century and it's time to take a break. Why don't you come and see you?"
Looking at the mountain god in front of him, Feng Bingwen said with a smile, the mountain god who looked like an old man in front of him was naturally his old man, Feng Lingjun.
Because of his intervention, this down-and-out scholar who had failed in many examinations finally achieved different achievements, took part in the imperial examinations again, and embarked on an official career.
The worldly officialdom is like a big dyeing vat. People without background enter and want to be promoted, but they can only join in the same trend. But Mr. Feng is different. Behind him stands a Supreme Taoist immortal, so in many cases, he
You can stick to your own political views and even ignore the emperor's will.
Under such circumstances, gaining the love of all people is simply a matter of course. After all, the old man has no special interest in money or anything like that. As for power, it can be obtained naturally, and there is no need to deliberately pursue it. The rest
Naturally, the next thing is to perform the duties as an official of one party.
Those who are extremely humane ministers, have noble conduct, and have meritorious deeds for all peoples can be granted the title of Righteous God after their death!
The old man naturally met the standards, but Feng Bingwen slightly interfered when the old man was conferred as a god. After all, under normal circumstances, the old man would be conferred by a righteous god such as the City God.
Compared with other righteous gods, the City God can obtain a large amount of human incense and accumulate enough divine power in a very short period of time to open up a divine domain.
It is a pity that this kind of righteous god is ultimately a city god who is too involved with humanity and is more unlucky. His reign may only last as long as a dynasty rises and falls, which is only a few hundred years.
Of course, that's not all. There are some extremely lucky city gods who have never been replaced even after dynasties changed.
However, Feng Bingwen didn't want his old man to suffer such a crime, so when he was conferring a god, he directly issued a decree, and the Fucheng God who was originally to be conferred was directly replaced by Fangshan God.
The old man was not awarded the title of a famous mountain or river. In a place like this, there is a carrot and a pit. God has already occupied the place. How can he move it out? It will inevitably involve a lot of involvement.
It's just a little-known mountain. When it comes to incense, it's naturally not as good as the city god, but it's still better. And the mountain god can control the earth's veins, which is much more reliable than incense.
It is no exaggeration to say that if a mountain god doesn't mess around, there will be no problem in being stable for thousands of years.
"You've been in seclusion for a long time. It's okay to come out for a walk, but don't relax!"
The old man who has turned into a mountain god, his understanding of the spiritual world is not as superficial as before. He has more knowledge, so he can also communicate with Feng Bingwen. After the grandfather and grandson talked for a long time, the old man urged Feng Bingwen.
Bingwen,
"Okay, let's stop talking here. Your grandma is still waiting for you. She should be very happy to see you."
"I'm going to see grandma right now!"
Feng Bingwen glanced at the old man, but hesitated to speak. He remembered that he had deliberately kept his grandma nearby. It was not far from here, but Fanghebo.