I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 166
Just as Feng Bingwen was puzzled, an old laugh came from above his head,
"Hahaha, let the sage wait for a long time, the old man will come."

Hearing the laughter, Feng Bingwen raised his head in bewilderment, and immediately saw a coquettish old man dressed in white, with white hair and a childlike face, falling down step by step from the sky. Standing in front of him.

"Tongtian Sword Sect, Sun Siyuan, named Dongshan, if the sages don't dislike you, you can call me..."

"Wait a moment."

When Feng Bingwen saw the old man in front of him who bowed to him with the etiquette of a disciple and junior, he couldn't help but stop it.

"This old man, did you recognize the wrong person? I am not a sage!"

"I got the wrong person?"

The old man stood up, first looked at the rather elegant lakes and mountains around him, and then looked up and down Feng Bingwen, who seemed to be a little dazed in his eyes, but when he felt the fairy spirit that Feng Bingwen inadvertently released, , then affirmed one's own thoughts, and at the same time realized something.

"No, the old man didn't admit his mistake, it's just that the time when the old man came was not the right time."

"Uh, senior, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Feng Bingwen didn't know the specific cultivation level of the old man in front of him, but he could feel the sword intent contained in the old man's body. It was a sword intent enough to break mountains and rivers, and it was no problem to crush him at this time .

But it was such an old man who suddenly jumped in front of him without saying a word, and respectfully saluted him as a disciple. He looked like a younger generation, and he really couldn't react.

What's the matter?Could it be that it is popular in the practice world to pretend to be tender?
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Feng Bingwen Feng?"

Although he could tell that the child in front of him was not the sage he really wanted to visit, Sun Siyuan was still very polite and treated him as a peer, even an elder.

"It's right here, but I can't be called a senior son."

Feng Bingwen also came to his senses at this time. The Xuantian Daoist who visited him earlier probably behaved so strangely because of the Heavenly Book.

And the old sword cultivator with unfathomable cultivation in front of him, who had never had any contact with him before, suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment, one sage at a time.Probably because he was carried away by Qilin.

If this is the case, it is not surprising that the old sword cultivator in front of him has such a reaction.

Sage, these two words represent not only powerful power, but also vast knowledge and a vision that pierces through the ages. In the endless despair and darkness, the selflessness of abandoning oneself and opening up the future for the ethnic group.

To be reasonable, when Feng Bingwen just came back, he still had some expectation that he would be mistaken for the reincarnated sage, and even fantasized about the ghosts and gods who saw him being carried away by the unicorn with their own eyes, and after hearing the news of his return , rushing over to visit him excitedly.

But no, nothing.

After he achieved the innate body in that cave, he lived very peacefully during his return period, even too peaceful, no one bothered him, obviously he had already appeared in front of the city god, and He didn't deliberately conceal his existence.

And this kind of calm made Feng Bingwen a little ashamed, feeling that he thought too much of himself, so that he imagined and expected those unrealistic scenes.

But how did Feng Bingwen know that when he came out and met the city god within a quarter of an hour, Emperor Daqian knew the news of his return, and quickly summoned the Sangong Jiuqing to discuss it in a very short time After that, a strict order was issued.

Do not harass Feng Bingwen for any reason. For any monks who behave strangely and try to approach the reincarnated sages without any reason, they can be taken into custody, and if necessary, they can be killed on the spot.

It is precisely because of such a strict order that Feng Bingwen's life has hardly changed before and after his return, and the scene he was looking forward to, being surrounded by a group of ghosts and gods and licking wildly, did not appear.

However, Feng Bingwen had already given up his illusions, and when he was practicing honestly, an old sword cultivator with immortal demeanor appeared, and his respectful attitude greatly satisfied Feng Bingwen's vanity.

Of course, if you are satisfied, you still have to have the necessary attitude. He is not some reincarnated sage, but just an ordinary little monk who has raised the value of his cultivation talent a little bit.

"What's wrong with that?"

The old sword cultivator seemed quite straightforward, and the main reason for his attitude was that he could confirm the identity of the child in front of him, and he was definitely the reincarnation of a sage.

The fairy aura in this child that made him feel ashamed was what he dreamed of. He was lucky enough to see the reincarnation of an ordinary fairy once, but that fairy couldn't cultivate this kind of true energy even in the same realm. .

Therefore, it must be the reincarnation of a sage, and it can never be wrong.

But for some reason, the sage didn't revive his memory. He didn't think the sage couldn't do it, he just didn't do it.

"If it wasn't for the fear of being chased and killed by my suzerain, I'd like to be by your side and serve you for a while."

"There's no need for that."

Feng Bingwen was also taken aback by the almost flattering words, he didn't expect that the old sword cultivator who looked so upright and even had a sword spirit could say such words.

"It's just a joke, Mr. Feng, don't take offense. I am considered a high-ranking and powerful person now, and many things are beyond my control. I can't do what I want to do."

Sun Siyuan smiled, although the person in front of him was a reincarnated sage, but he was not in the state he wanted, so he also had the intention to go, so he took out a cloth bag from his body.

"I was in a hurry when I came, and I didn't prepare anything. I heard that Mr. Feng was looking for a small evil named Jiang Yang, so I sent my disciples to look for it together on my own initiative.

It just happened to hit that ray of Asura's remnant soul that revived. If this remnant soul was given some time to recover, it would surely become a big disaster in the future, but Mr. Feng had expected it and killed the danger in advance. "

"?"

Hearing the words of the old sword cultivator in front of him, Feng Bingwen only felt a big question mark appearing in his mind, what was it all about.

"However, I don't know what you plan to do with this remnant soul, Mr. Feng, so I accept it as a small gift for this meeting, and I hope you don't think it too bad."

As he spoke, the old man handed the cloth bag in his hand to Feng Bingwen, and Feng Bingwen took it expressionlessly.

"Storage bags!"

As soon as Feng Bingwen got the seemingly inconspicuous, even a bit ugly cloth bag, he understood the mystery of this thing.

Blessed to the soul, a sparkling five-color fairy aura burst out from Feng Bingwen's hand. This originally unpretentious, seemingly extremely rough cloth bag suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and the next moment, the brilliance withdrew and returned to its original state.

At this time, Feng Bingwen felt that there seemed to be something more in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness naturally extended, and he immediately glimpsed an ethereal and empty "bubble".

The "bubble" is not big, and the size of it is only enough to fit the island in the middle of the lake under his feet, and there is nothing else, only a purple golden bell surrounded by evil spirits, and the most eye-catching thing for Feng Bingwen is, On the top of the purple golden bell, there is a vicious, burly eight-armed ghost.

"This is my catastrophe!"

Seeing this big eight-armed ghost with only half a body, Feng Bingwen suddenly came to his senses.

In his calamity, someone blocked him again, and someone even pretended to give it to him as a gift.

"This is really..."

Feng Bingwen, who understood the reason, couldn't help showing a look of dumbfounding on his face.

"Young Master Feng seems to be very satisfied with this gift prepared by the old man."

"Satisfied, naturally satisfied."

Feng Bingwen is not easy to keep a straight face at this time, but he has blocked the disaster for him. Although this almost flattering gesture is likely to be for something else, but that will be a matter of the future.

"That……"

Old Jianxiu looked at the child with a smile on his brows and eyes, and felt physically and mentally at ease. He felt that his trip had achieved his goal, but just as he was about to say goodbye, a sense of shock came to his mind.

"Hey, sir, there are still guests here. It seems that Xi came at a bad time!"

Silently, the old sword cultivator was startled to realize that there was an elegant and easy-going middle-aged man beside him at some point.

"Xuanting Dragon Lord!"

Seeing the Dragon Lord next to him, the old sword cultivator resisted the urge to turn into a sword light and run away. Although his cultivation level is not low, he is still one step away from attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal.

This step is Tianyuan, and the real dragon in the same rank as the immortal in front of him can only deal with him with one claw.

"Lord Dragon Lord!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Dragon Lord, Feng Bingwen showed a more sincere smile on his face, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart,
"How did it all come together?"

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few months, and it seems that the husband has been reborn!"

With just one glance, Xi Muqing, the Dragon Lord of Xuanting, saw the extraordinaryness of Feng Bingwen. He had been able to see his real deity through the dharma image that Feng Bingwen put together before.

Now that we are face to face, what we can see is naturally more...

snort!
Long Jun let out a muffled snort, his tall and handsome body trembled suddenly, a large amount of sunflower essence escaped, the originally clear sky instantly darkened, and thunder rumbled.

"Hahaha, this Dragon Lord, relying on himself as a real dragon, dares to look around, and doesn't even look at who is standing in front of him? How can he see the details of the reincarnated sage?"

Feeling tortured under the pressure of the real dragon, but the old sword cultivator who was unwilling to run away for the sake of the face of the human race, saw the scene of the Dragon Lord eating the turtle, and couldn't help being happy in his heart, and he didn't look down on it at all.

"Sorry, it was Xi who was rude!"

Xi Muqing, who had become somewhat illusory and unreal, apologized to Feng Bingwen.

He sensed the fairy aura in Feng Bingwen's body, and couldn't help but want to explore it, but when he glanced over, he saw a cyan figure pointing his finger.

(End of this chapter)