I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 105
"In a year, I can only practice like this. I don't know what kind of appearance he can practice with my master."

The white dragon with the sword walked around in front of him, Feng Bingwen looked at this mighty and strange white dragon, and muttered to himself.

This is a related product that he tossed out after he understood the related concepts of Faxiang. It almost melted all the extraordinary power that he possessed into it, and turned it into the current appearance.

Of course, the so-called Dawei Tianlong's monster-slaying method is just for his own entertainment. If he really makes him shout out, he has no shame.

Because the thing he is currently practicing is really a suture product, and it cannot be called a Dharma appearance.Even if the condensed standard of Faxiang is lowered, it is not for a "mortal" like him who has not even opened a fairy vein to practice.

But then again, Feng Bingwen felt that the thing he had practiced was not up to the standard of Faxiang.But this so-called Dawei Tianlong Slashing Demon Phase does have impressive fighting power.

Ding!
I saw Feng Bingwen stretched out his finger, flicked lightly on the sharp sword held in the mouth of the white dragon, and immediately let out a clear and pleasant sword chant.

The silver sword held by the white dragon seems to be a real spirit sword, not a phantom of bubbles transformed by special spells.

Not only this sword, but even the white dragon holding the sword is an entity that feels warm to the touch, not an empty majestic illusion, and the Buddha light blooming from the amber gemstone inlaid on its forehead also has the ability to suppress evil spirits. ability.

"The ability to fight is really good, but I still haven't discovered the true power contained in it."

Staring at the white dragon figure in front of him, there was no pride in Feng Bingwen's eyes.

There is really nothing to be proud of. He just gathered a few spirits, Buddha seals, and sword intents that already possessed great power.

The only thing he deserves credit for is his ability to make it all come together and work.But that's about it.

"A long way to go!"

The child sitting on the soft and comfortable sable fur sighed with emotion, and the white dragon with the sword in front of him collapsed immediately, turning into countless strands of Lingxia fairy light, which merged into his body.

One thought can gather and disperse into shape.

Meow!
At this time, a soft meow sounded from the window, Feng Bingwen followed the sound, and immediately saw a vigorous cat leaping into the house from the window, walking towards his bed with elegant cat steps .

"Little Cuihua, your perception is very sensitive!"

Seeing this beautiful three-flowered female cat, Feng Bingwen smiled and grabbed her who had leaped onto the bed, hugged her into his arms, and rubbed her hard a few times to satisfy his hand addiction, but let the cat There was a look of helplessness in the son's eyes, full of humanity.

"You little female cat, you eat mine and sleep mine, what's wrong with me rubbing you twice?"

Feng Bingwen saw the emotion in the female cat's eyes at a glance, smiled and rubbed it hard twice, even lowered his head, buried her on her body, and sucked it hard twice.

A faint and refreshing fragrance immediately spread into the lungs, and Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel a burst of relief. It was an effect that even the precious Long Yanxiang in his room could not have.

Well, this is a little secret that Feng Bingwen discovered shortly after adopting this little female cat. She exudes a faint fragrance that is extremely difficult to detect. It can only be smelled when you get close. This fragrance has a miraculous effect.

It can relieve fatigue, calm people's mind quickly, and has a miraculous effect on meditation.

"Meow!"

The female cat named Cuihua uttered an incomprehensible cry, then arched itself in Feng Bingwen's arms, found a place, and then coiled into a ball.

Feng Bingwen is not surprised to see this, even for ordinary cats, the place where they sleep peacefully must be a place with smooth feng shui.

To put it simply, it is a dexterous creature like a cat. Whenever it sleeps, it must choose the most comfortable place.

And for a civet that has been injured and has an extraordinary background, the most comfortable place to sleep within a radius of ten miles or even a hundred miles is probably only his chest.

This is not Feng Bingwen's boasting. Ever since he practiced a few supernatural powers of observing qi, Feng Bingwen discovered that because of the dragon ball in his body, he was pulled by the dragon ball's energy between his breaths and breaths, and he was able to gain weight. Majestic vitality surged around his body, and he himself became a small spiritual vein that could move.

Of course, it might be exaggerated to say this, because this effect was formed after Dragon Ball and him became more and more compatible, and it was not a one-time achievement.

For Feng Bingwen himself, it is not a bad thing, because his body is slowly tempered in the process of the dragon ball swallowing the aura of heaven and earth. Even if he does not practice, his body will still be in a slow but firm The speed is enhanced, and even the qualifications are improved to a certain extent.

The side effect is that the place where he often stays, the concentration of this aura is slightly higher than other places, and it is easier to attract some special things.

However, although there is no black cat town house in the family, there is also a three-flowered female cat that fell from the sky. At present, the Feng family mansion is quite clean and clear, and there is nothing filthy about it.

"You have been pregnant for more than a year, when will you give birth?"

Feng Bingwen was lying on the bed, holding the female cat in his arms. The little female cat's mouth was straight, and the vitality drawn by the dragon ball didn't touch at all. She only devoured the aura that was alive.

"Meow!"

The little female cat uttered a call, as if to remind Feng Bingwen.

"Okay, I won't ask."

Feng Bingwen himself knew that he asked the same question too much, but he couldn't hold it back. After all, for a cat, a pregnancy period of more than a year is too long, but for a fairy beast. Said, this pregnancy time seems to be the longer the better.

"sleep."

It is said to be sleeping, but Feng Bingwen is different from ordinary people when he falls asleep. Now he echoes a special rhythm with each breath, and there is vitality between the breaths and breaths, which is absorbed into the limbs and bones, actively tempering the body.

This is also what Feng Bingwen has gained from reading Dao Zang in the past year.There are hundreds of kinds of air-entraining breathing techniques that he knows now. After reading so many, he can naturally sum up a set and use it on himself.

The night passed silently, and when yin and yang alternated, Feng Bingwen opened his eyes, and the light was shining, but this time, as soon as he opened his eyes, Feng Bingwen noticed something strange.

The heaviness in his chest was gone, and the three-flowered female cat actually slipped away before he woke up.

Just when Feng Bingwen was wondering, he saw the female cat jumping into the house from the window with a little babbling figure in its mouth.

(End of this chapter)