I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 271 Meet the Celestial Immortal (4000, Request Order)
Opening the mouth was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a white jade hairpin in a square bun, with long eyebrows like snow, hanging down to his shoulders.She looks old, but her complexion is still rosy, without any wrinkles, and her eyes are bright when she looks forward.

"Benefiting the children and grandchildren? How much merit does this have to be able to bless the descendants while he is still alive?"

Hearing the words, a human immortal beside him also cast his gaze, looked Feng Bingwen up and down, and sighed aloud, but he didn't feel much envy.

Merit, virtue and luck are illusory to low-level monks, but to these powerful monks who set foot on the immortal path, they really exist and can even be seen.

"Ha ha!"

Feng Bingwen had a reserved yet polite smile on his face, and he didn't explain much.

His father distributed the wealth and rescued the people from poverty, and the merits he shared were definitely more than one-tenth or two.

Because his father was able to accumulate such a huge amount of wealth, the main reason was because of him, otherwise he would have been murdered a long time ago. With his honest and pure character, he still wants to become rich and a wealthy businessman?Dream it!

"Although merit is good, it can be gathered or scattered. Don't be too obsessed with this way. We monks should still put our own merits first. This is our foundation."

Another old monk spoke, but it was not a compliment, but a warning.

All monks like merit and virtue to eliminate disasters and disasters, but few powerful monks will deliberately accumulate merit, because merit often means cause and effect.

There is a definite number for every drink and peck, and there is a balance between gains and losses.

"Thank you senior for your guidance, this junior should keep it in mind."

Feng Bingwen bowed to thank them, these are all powerful monks who are qualified to be called ancestors.The reason why he has such a good attitude towards him is firstly because of the immortal master standing in front of him, and secondly because of his own talent.

"Brother Bingwen, come quickly!"

In the distance, a young man in armor greeted Feng Bingwen. It was Wang Yuan from the Blood Qin Empire. When he first entered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he was defeated by him.

"Go! You should communicate more with your peers for a vigorous little guy like you, and don't stay with us dull old things!"

An old monk heard the voice and said to Feng Bingwen with a smile.

"Master, seniors, I will go there first!"

Hearing the words, Feng Bingwen bowed his head and stepped back. Standing beside these magnificent and powerful beings made him uncomfortable, and he didn't like this feeling.

"Go!"

Zhao Junxian glanced at it, then waved his hand casually, ordering his disciples to communicate more with their peers.

Feng Bingwen suddenly turned into a ray of light and fell into a small island with lush vegetation.

It is said to be a small island, but compared with this vast and radiant Daze that once gave birth to a real dragon, this unremarkable water island overlooked from above is really not small.

The top of the mountain in the center has been flattened, wide and flat, with winding pavilions and pavilions, dotted with Yaohua Qicao, yushu Zhilan, and auspicious cranes and auspicious deer wandering in the forest, ostriches and blue sparrows flying on the branches, surrounded by clouds and fog. , Cuixiu dense, ethereal and away from the dust, without the turbidity of ordinary fireworks, it looks like a fairy family.

And in front of a sapphire palace, two young men met Feng Bingwen who had fallen. One was heroic and full of vigor, the other was crowned and powerful, and his bearing was dusty. It was Wang Yuan and Ji Changqing.

"Fellow Daoist, you are willing to come down!"

Ji Changqing smiled, grabbed Feng Bingwen, and walked deep into the palace complex.There are many arrogances from the nine heavens and ten places gathered here.

"Brother Bingwen, it seems that you are really loved by the elders!"

"If I were one of those old guys, I would also like fellow talented youngsters like Feng Daoyou!"

"You two are joking, but you are just following behind the teacher and listening to some useless words."

Feng Bingwen chatted and laughed with the two people who were familiar with him, and was led into a palace. Looking up, he saw that the palace was full of arrogance, but the number of double ten was all elites of the human race, with a demeanor and demeanor that made people feel a little better. People are amazed.

Some people are as quiet as Yuanyue, with a calm momentum, while others show their sharpness, like a peerless sword, full of murderous intent, and some are extremely cold and full of blood; or they are clear and lively, full of vitality, free and unrestrained... …

When Feng Bingwen stepped into the Jade Palace and looked at the arrogants, no matter what they were doing before, their eyes all fell on him at this time.

Respect, admiration, reverence, awe, curiosity, eagerness to try, and so on... Some people here have personally seen Feng Bingwen make two shots, and some are addicted to enlightenment, but soon after they came out, they heard Feng Bingwen's words. Bingwen's deeds.

"It turns out that it is Feng Bingwen Feng Taoist friend, please take a seat!"

The strong will be respected no matter where they go, even if they are a group of arrogant arrogance, but they recognize the strength of their contemporaries more, and they also have the tolerance of others.

After a short confrontation, someone stood up and invited Feng Bingwen to sit at the top, acknowledging his position.Feng Bingwen naturally did his part, sitting on the highest place, looking down at the many arrogances.

Some Tianjiao who had never seen him were not used to it, but more Tianjiao showed respect for him. After a while, someone came up to chat with him, exchanged and introduced themselves, and asked Feng Bingwen about spiritual practice.

In the face of these, Feng Bingwen can also deal with it calmly, but with a few pointers. Although he is not from a big Taoist sect, he is a half-way cultivator, but with the one hundred thousand Taoist treasures given by his master, his foundation is extremely solid, and he He has also come into contact with many scriptures successively. In terms of background, there are very few people in his generation who can compare with him.

Feng Bingwen easily dealt with such a scene, and the fluent answers easily answered the other Tianjiao's puzzled performances, which naturally attracted more respect and awe.

Not long after, Daoist Tianjian and Daoist Youming arrived one after another, and beside them were many Tianjiao monks of the same sect and sect, and they were the main ones.

This is a grand gathering belonging to the iron-blooded faction of the human race. Elites from the three continents bordering the human race gather here to exchange ideas and compete with each other.

Because after entering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, some Tianjiao have been enlightening the Dao and practicing the Dharma, and have not conflicted with others from the beginning to the end. Now when they come out of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they naturally have to communicate with their fellows to verify their own gains.

The atmosphere of Tianjiao's exchange was very lively. From time to time, someone would get up from the futon while talking, holding a magic weapon, wrapping around Xuanguang, rushing to the outside of the island, and fighting together.

This is the easiest way to prove right or wrong. My fist is bigger than yours, so it is obvious that my way is correct. If your way is not as good as mine, then it must be wrong, otherwise why would you lose?
Some Tianjiao even got up, asked Tianjian Daozi and Youming Daozi for advice, and even invited them to fight. After losing, even the status of Daozi was not enough to deter Tianjiao.

The emergence of such a situation made the monks of Nether Dao and Tian Jian Dao very dissatisfied, because there was one person in the field whose situation was completely different from theirs.

It was a young monk surrounded by many arrogances. No one challenged him. In front of him, there were only monks who asked him for advice.

This made many cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Dao and Nether Dao very angry. This is obviously a courtesy that only a Daoist should have, and that one has not obtained the status of a Daoist now.

Naturally, Feng Bingwen didn't have much feeling about this. Looking at the bustling scene around him, he felt a little silent in his heart. He felt that he was out of tune with the atmosphere here, and these arrogances didn't regard him as a peer at all.

Those irritable and irritable monks who discuss the Dharma with others at every turn are actually more obedient than sheep in front of him. They just ask him for advice verbally, and have no intention of fighting him at all, so that he has no chance to make a move.

But even so, Feng Bingwen is in a particularly good mood, after all, the good deeds on the books of Tianshu are growing at an extremely gratifying speed.

Of course, the growth rate of evil deeds is also extremely alarming, but compared with the increase in the amount of good deeds, this malignity is not worth mentioning.When this rally is over, he can find a chance to eliminate it.

This Tianjiao discussion lasted for nine days and nine nights, until finally, near the end, his master offered to bid farewell and took him away.

"How does it feel?"

In the sky above Qianlongyuan, the banished celestial being with a celestial appearance and no appearance asked warmly, but Feng Bingwen, who was very close to him, could feel the majestic blood hidden in his master. A ruthless man who fights a real dragon.

"Great harvest!"

Feng Bingwen replied with a smile.

"You son of a bitch, you are not willing to tell the truth with me? But you can speak freely."

Hearing these answers, Zhao Junxian was not satisfied at all, raised his hand and knocked on Feng Bingwen's forehead, and laughed and cursed.

"Waste time!"

Rubbing the place on his forehead where he was hit, Feng Bingwen helplessly expressed his truest feelings.

"Haha, people in practice should be humble, always introspect, and self-examine, how can they be so arrogant?"

"Master, you are too unreasonable. You asked me to express my true feelings and communicate with them. They can benefit from me, but I can't get any insights from them. This is not a waste of time. What is it again?"

"Is it a waste of time to point out your peers? This is also a test for your practice. Can you explain the Tao and principles you have learned to others, so that others can know and understand what you mean!"

"Disciple is taught!"

Feng Bingwen saluted respectfully.

"Shaoyu is doing this as a teacher? Do you think you don't know what you're thinking?"

"Ah, teacher, do you still know the supernatural powers of Buddhism?"

Feng Bingwen was taken aback.

"will not."

Zhao Junxian rolled his eyes, and then added,
"But I have a similar experience to yours. I was reprimanded by my mother back then. Although I am alone in practicing Taoism, on the day of enlightenment, don't forget all creatures!"

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders!"

"Go and call your followers! I will take you back to the mountain gate together!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Feng Bingwen was overjoyed upon hearing this.

His father's tossing and tossing has dissipated the family's wealth and benefited all the people. Although he has achieved good deeds, the cause and effect of it are so large that it must be sorted out, so as not to cause the cause and effect to backfire and brew irreparable evil consequences.

There is always a time when manpower is exhausted, even an immortal has the power to move mountains and seas, and there are times when he cannot take care of it, let alone he is just an ordinary monk who is diligently pursuing the Tao.

Therefore, he now needs extra strength to help him sort out cause and effect, otherwise even the accompanying five spirits will not be enough.

"What is there to thank for that?"

Zhao Junxian shook his head helplessly.

And Feng Bingwen had already turned around and flew down to look for those alien followers who were particularly disturbed.

This is a gift prepared by the iron-blooded faction of the human race for the best disciples of the younger generation, and the foreign race that can be allowed to enter the nine heavens and ten places, they are positioned as the servants and mounts of the human race.

Many alien races know this. After all, the races they were born in are all vassals of the human race. No matter how prominent their status is, they still cannot escape the ending of being attached to the human race.

Because once you refuse to attach, it is tantamount to betrayal in the eyes of the human race, and traitors do not need any kindness.

Just like the candidate for the lord from the Longbo Kingdom, his status is already honorable enough, but his purpose of entering the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands is to plunder the luck of the human race's arrogance.

If he can fight out from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands with his own strength, his clan can keep him alive and even become the next king.

It's a pity that he failed, and the result of his defeat was that Daozi Youming wiped out his will, leaving his soul and body, and reduced him to a thoughtless war slave.

As for the rest of the alien races who were conquered by the human race's arrogance, their future destiny is to follow these human race's arrogance, set foot on the battlefield of foreign wars, and expand the territory for the human race.

And this is why those foreign races that are strong enough will take the initiative to find their masters. They need to follow a strong enough arrogance to ensure that they will survive in future battles.

However, this time there was a new change in the situation. A Tianjiao from Taishangdao was mixed in, and Taishangdao respected Taoism and nature, and advocated non-conflict with the world. It is a relatively salty sect in Taoism. Does not belong to any faction of the human race.

The ownership of the followers accepted by Taishang Dao Tianjiao is also more controversial. After all, this was originally prepared for him by the iron-blooded faction.

"Master, can I really go to Taishang Dao with you?"

"can!"

Feng Bingwen answered the followers' inquiries tirelessly, until Feng Bingwen brought them in front of Zhao Junxian, they calmed down, but no matter who they were, it was difficult to get excited.

Not only can they avoid the battle because of this, but also because they can join the Taishang Dao because of this. Although they are not disciples of their sect, they can enter the mountain gate, which is enough to envy others.

Swish!
Seeing Feng Bingwen who was hugging him, Zhao Junxian didn't say anything. He reached out and took out a beam of golden light, and then threw it in front of him. to where.

"Go, follow me to meet my father!"

(End of this chapter)