I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 276 Yunlong chariot, the demon country is everywhere

"Junior brother, what do you think of my Dharma appearance?"

After Taoist Zhenxuan finished his introduction with great interest, he looked at Feng Bingwen with anticipation, waiting for his evaluation.

Feng Bingwen was silent for a moment, how familiar this scene was, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Senior brother, I have fought against the current Daoist of Heavenly Sword Dao before, and I am very familiar with his aura. If I hadn't met senior brother here, I really thought that senior brother was born in Heavenly Sword Dao."

"Hahaha, where is it, junior brother, you..."

"Jiang Wuzhi, have you said enough? Enough said, leave Feixian Palace quickly, everyone in this palace already knows that you have practiced a Taibaigeng Golden Dharma, go elsewhere to show off!"

Before the true brother could finish speaking, a roaring voice exploded in Feng Bingwen's ear.

Afterwards, Feng Bingwen saw a tall and burly Taoist with bulging muscles, who seemed to be tearing his Taoist robe, came out. His black beard was thick, like a steel needle.

At this time, the Taoist priest with an impressive figure opened his eyes wide and burning, like a golden sun, and he couldn't look directly at him. His terrifying eyes all fell on the young man in front of Feng Bingwen.

"Oh, come on, I've just met this new junior brother, and I haven't chatted for a few words yet!"

Jiang Wuji's face was full of reluctance, and he looked at Feng Bingwen with reluctance.

In this mountain gate of the Supreme Dao, it is rare to be able to find someone to say a few words to. Even if you meet someone, you can't say a boring fart in three shots. How can it be easily let go.

"Zhuzi, get out of the way!"

The burly Taoist couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his cattail fan like a palm, and grabbed the young man. Immediately, infinite incandescent sword light burst out, but he heard a crisp sound of gold and stone cracking. The young man was picked up by the Taoist like he was catching a chicken. Then throw it out.

In the blink of an eye, although Feng Bingwen's eyes were stinging unbearably, it opened his eyes. The strength of the Dharma practiced by the true brother is really not weak, but facing the Taoist, he has no power to resist. No decent struggles.

"Uncle, let me chat with this junior brother again. I know he is a new disciple of Senior Brother Zhao, but am I destined to fall in love with him?"

Before the burly Taoist said anything to Feng Bingwen, he saw a flash of light outside the house, and the figure of the young man appeared in the pavilion again.

"Since you know that he is Daozi's new disciple, don't you know how tight his time is?"

The burly Taoist snorted coldly, and then, as if changing his face, all the anger on his face was restrained, and he looked at this nephew and junior with some playfulness,

"Daozi is about to cross the tribulation of immortality. After he crosses the calamity, he will take down the position of Daozi. Do you plan to take over this position then?"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I hit it off with you immediately, but unfortunately you have a heavy responsibility, Senior Brother, so it's not good for Senior Brother to chatter. Senior Brother will come to visit after Junior Brother becomes the Daoist of our sect."

After listening to the burly Taoist's words, Jiang Wuji didn't hesitate at all, and after following Feng Bingwen's words, he turned around and left without any muddling, neatly.

"Dare to ask senior, what is the mystery of this position of Daozi? Why do brothers in the sect avoid it like snakes and scorpions? Isn't my master a good one?"

If you have any questions, you should ask. Feng Bingwen is not afraid of strangers, so he immediately asked this burly Taoist whom he met for the first time for advice.

"You don't need to think too much. Naturally, there is no problem with being a Daoist in this sect. No sect in this world can match the merits that you can enjoy."

"But this senior brother..."

"You don't need to worry about them, they are just too lazy."

"I see."

"You're here to pick out the magic weapon, right? Your master just came over and told me that I've already prepared a few magic weapons for you!"

The burly Taoist looked Feng Bingwen up and down a few times, nodded slightly, then turned around, motioned Feng Bingwen to follow, and led him out of the attic.
"Come and pick one!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Feng Bingwen looked around, but found that he was on the edge of an earth fire valley. Looking to the south, he saw the earth fire surging, the flames soaring into the sky, and flames of different colors surged in it, blooming terrifying light and heat.

"You can call me Uncle Master. I have no hobbies in my life, only refining weapons and wine. All the flying magic weapons here for you to choose are all refined by me."

The burly Taoist led Feng Bingwen through the canyon gushing fire. Although this place was very different from the Butian Pavilion he had visited before, there were some similarities.

That is the extinction of people, except for him and the uncle in front of him, there is no third person. In the seemingly active valley of earth and fire, there are all those fire spirits conceived from spiritual flames, chirping voices .

"This is the Flying Star Fairy Palace I refined!"

Soon, Feng Bingwen was led to a valley gushing with purple earth fire. Above the valley with a radius of hundreds of feet, a resplendent and magnificent palace was suspended. Apart from the brighter color of Asgard Palace, it is useless.

And around this fairy palace, there are many purple-skinned and white-haired fire spirit giants who are using fire as a brush to carve purple-colored fairy scripts and dao patterns on the fairy palace.

"how do you feel?"

"Uncle Master's refining method is really amazing, but this fairy palace is too gorgeous, it doesn't match my temperament, but there are other things?"

Feng Bingwen looked it over, although his heart was moved, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was inappropriate and too ostentatious.

If you know it, forget it, if you don't know, you may think it is some fairy palace.

"Well, you come with me!"

The burly Taoist saw that Feng Bingwen was dissatisfied, but he didn't care, and led him to another valley. In the valley, there were many dwarf-shaped fire spirits, hanging on a mountain peak above the ground fire. Up and down, busy, engraving runes, refining formations.

"This is Mount Kongwu, and it can be regarded as one of the magic weapons I have refined over the years that I am quite satisfied with!"

"It's too big!"

Feng Bingwen was dumbfounded, he trained a mountain into a magic weapon for flying, what do you think?
"There's one last thing!"

The burly Taoist cast a glance at Feng Bingwen, but still didn't say anything, and led him to the next place.

Compared with the previous two huge magic weapons, the magic weapon in front of him can be said to be much more normal, because it is a chariot.

Although both the specifications and the decoration are too large and gorgeous, compared with the previous two pieces, they can only be said to be unpretentious, so Feng Bingwen immediately fell in love with them at a glance.

"This is the Yunlong chariot!"

The burly Taoist still spoke lightly, but the way he looked at Feng Bingwen was a little different. Feng Bingwen could obviously feel a pressure,
"Your master chose these three for you. If you are still not satisfied, you can pick them yourself in this valley!"

"Satisfied, I am very satisfied!"

Feng Bingwen nodded again and again, such a "plain and unpretentious" magic weapon, what else could he choose?
"Since you are satisfied, go up and try it out. If you are not satisfied, you can change it now. If you take it away, I don't care about you!"

"it is good!"

Feng Bingwen jumped up, turned into a ray of light, and landed on the huge chariot. He stretched out his hand and patted it, and the fairy spirit in his body poured into the chariot under his feet.

Immediately, a hazy cloud drifted out from the chariot, accompanied by the sound of six dragons chant almost in no particular order, six white dragons with a length of tens of feet and similar appearance appeared in front of the chariot.

"..."

Yaoshou!

Feng Bingwen pursed his lips, looking at the six scaled, mighty and domineering white dragons in front of the frame, he felt a little numb. As a monk who had been in contact with the dragon soul and mastered the dragon ball, he could be very I can assure you with confidence, the six white dragons on the chariot are definitely not objects congealed by spells.

"You don't have to worry about the dragon clan coming to trouble you. These six white dragons are actually six cloud spirits, but by chance, they have the shape of a dragon."

A group of burly Taoists explained, seeing that Feng Bingwen was still silent, he added,
"If you don't like it, when you have a car in your practice in the future, you can catch a few real dragons and drive for you. But then, don't say that you are my disciple!"

"Uncle Master really knows how to joke!"

Feng Bingwen's smile was a bit forced. He originally wanted to find a low-key car, but he didn't expect to end up choosing the most ostentatious car.

Looking at this uncle's appearance, one can tell that his temper may not be particularly good. If he refuses without knowing what is good or bad, he has to try it. What is the wrath of the immortal.

"Since you have chosen, don't waste time with me, go!"

The burly Taoist didn't intend to communicate too much with Feng Bingwen at all. After seeing Feng Bingwen refining the Yunlong chariot, he directly started and gave him a ride.

As the stars moved, the surging water vapor lingered, and the refreshing sound of the sea tide came to my ears, followed by a slightly fishy sea breeze.

"It's so simple!"

Looking around, it was a vast expanse, and he couldn't distinguish things. When he raised his head, he could see the sun was hanging high, and with the sun as a guide, Feng Bingwen quickly recognized the direction.

"Let's take a look at my cave first!"

Feng Bingwen took out a jade seal from his bosom, and the word "Zhan Meng" was engraved on the bottom of it. After a little sensing, he knew where he should go on this trip.

In fact, he can also go back to the mountain gate to find the Daozang Palace that his master said, read through the Daozang, and strengthen his background. With his aptitude, as long as he accumulates enough, the improvement of strength will just happen naturally.

But it takes time to accumulate background information. Feng Bingwen felt that there was no need to waste time. It is best to take back the cave that his master pointed out to him in the shortest possible time and hold it in his hands.

Yin ~ Yin ~ Yin ~
The clouds spread, and the scales appeared. Accompanied by the melodious sound of the dragon chant, a gorgeous chariot appeared between the sea and the sky. The heroic young man stood proudly on the chariot.

During the tumbling, the six cloud dragons turned into a white light with their chariots, criss-crossing the sea and the sky. The sky and the sea seemed to be split by a sharp knife. The waves surged and the white rainbow pierced the sky.

"Too ostentatious!"

Seeing this movement, Feng Bingwen looked up to the sky and sighed, but although the frame is magnificent, the speed really amazed him. If it weren't for his amazing eyesight, in his eyes, everything in the world might not be able to take shape, but could only be transformed Make a line.

While sighing, Feng Bingwen simply took out the Zihuan Dragon Armor bestowed by Xuanting Dragon Lord, and put it on his body to cover his figure and face, only in this way, he looked even more extraordinary.

From a distance, it seems that the gods control the chariot of the six dragons and patrol the world. Wherever they go, all spirits avoid them, and no one who does not open their eyes dares to jump out and block the way.

Even with some breaths, the creatures that made Feng Bingwen feel jealous, after realizing his existence, turned over the mountain-like waves and dived directly into the deeper depths of the ocean, without intending to provoke him at all.

"Ah, by the way, where are my followers? Where did my master throw them?"

Feng Bingwen, who was experiencing the experience of the ancient gods traveling on tour, thought of his followers again.

However, considering how responsible his master was, he felt relieved, it was fine, and he would just go to them after he took back the cave. Now that he has such a large territory, he just needs someone to manage it.

Not long after, in the vast ocean far away, a jagged cliff appeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, and the feedback given by the jade seal in his hand also made him understand that this was the edge of Zhanmeng Island.

"Here is the territory of the Qiong Kingdom, who is coming? Hurry up and stop, if not, you will definitely make your life worse than death, don't say it is unpredictable!"

When Feng Bingwen was about to set foot on his own territory, he saw a group of banshees with human bodies, eagle wings, and two claws flying out of the clouds, blocking in front of his frame in a black mass. As if not afraid of death.

"Is there the Qiong Yao Kingdom?"

Amidst the neighing of Yunlong, the chariot stopped, and Feng Bingwen, who was wearing a dragon armor, stood on the chariot, just like an ancient god who toured the world,

"How did I not know when there was such a demon kingdom here? I only know that there is a demon kingdom of Lingming here, why has it become a demon kingdom of Qiong now? Could it be that the monkey king was destroyed!"

"Tai! Where did the ignorant lunatics come from? My king and the bright demon king are sworn brothers. How could they conquer each other because of their fateful friendship?"

Below, a ghostly shadow appeared, but amidst the surging sea tide, a group of mermen with fish tails floating on the surface of the water, holding strange and weird weapons in their hands, looked up at him, the leader was a majestic big man, thick His black hair was scattered on his shoulders like algae, but at this moment he was glaring at him without any fear.

"This person knows the Tongming Demon King, but he doesn't know that there is the Qiong Demon King. It's very strange. We should quickly capture him and press him in front of the king, and let the kings decide!"

"This statement is reasonable, quickly take down this lunatic!"

The banshee in the sky is clamoring, and the mermaids are fierce in the tide below, but Feng Bingwen, who is hated by everyone, just feels strange at this moment, he can't figure it out.

Is there something wrong with these guys' brains?Isn't his current appearance enough to bluff?
(End of this chapter)