I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 302

tearing~
The sound of something extremely tough being forcibly torn apart by extreme violence was heard, followed by a long, shrill cry, and the Golden Crow Immortal with only one wing left showed its original shape, staggered, and swooped down in a state of embarrassment. In the Tiangang layer below, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and plunged into it.

"Brother, why didn't you tear up this little Golden Crow? Doesn't that seem like your temper?"

A slightly teasing question rang in the ears of the golden figure.

"It's just the little Golden Crow who is used to being arrogant. Leaving him with one wing is enough to teach him a lesson. There is no need to take his life and provoke the anger of the emperor of the Golden Crow tribe. Although I am not afraid, I have not clashed with him either. necessary."

The golden figure replied calmly.

"That's true, Fifth Sister has already been reincarnated, so we don't need to make any more trouble!"

"Well, if I were reincarnated, would you still be able to hold on?"

The golden figure suddenly asked.

"Ah, brother, are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm talking to you very seriously."

"Fifth Sister has successfully reincarnated, and even her memory hasn't recovered. Brother, is it too early for you to be reincarnated at this time? Do you want to wait a little longer, and when Fifth Sister grows up, all her memories will recover."

"I don't want to wait any longer. Even if I leave, our brothers and sisters are enough to protect ourselves."

"Brother was joking, not to mention self-protection, how many people in this world don't open their eyes and dare to harass the seven of us brothers and sisters?"

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

A sound of reciting the Taoist name resounded in Taixu, which had been quiet for a long time. The purple energy was [-] miles long, stretching endlessly, filling the universe, and amidst the clear air, a twelve-grade green lotus throne emerged, and a A Taoist with a face like white jade sat cross-legged on it, holding a whisk in his hand.

"You two, what do you want?"

Taishang Dao, Xuanqing Xianjun stared at the golden figure in front of him, although there was only one figure, he could still detect another figure hidden at the side, but he could not observe it.

"Zhao Xianjun, don't you know what we intend to do? Are you planning to stop us?"

A void that should have been empty, Tsing Yi emerges from nothing, but even so, it still feels illusory and unreal, like a phantom bubble that will burst at any time.

"Everyone wants to transcend, I naturally have no reason to stop it, but this son is my son's disciple, living in this outer world, as a father, I can only act on behalf of my useless son and bring him back."

Immortal Lord Xuanqing was smiling, but there was a Xuanhuang Immortal Pagoda looming above his head.

"Why this?"

The young man in Tsing Yi let out a sigh.

"Since I have joined my Taishang Dao and left my name on the jade book, I am an elder, so I will naturally protect the younger generation well. The path he wants to take is up to him to choose. No matter how many reasons you have, you must not interfere with my Taishang Dao. The choice of a disciple's path."

Xianjun Xuanqing shook his head slightly, then replied.

"Interfere? Heh, why didn't you come out when he got my fifth sister's legacy? Without our interference, he would have crossed the threshold of your Taishang Dao's number one human race and entered the mountain gate. How ridiculous?"

"It's useless to talk too much. If you don't want to retreat, you can see the real chapter under your hand. The poor Taoist has not fought with others for a long time, and today is just a day or two."

The aura exuded by Xuanqing Xianjun became more and more dangerous, and this Tianxian Daojun put on a stance that he would not hesitate to fight.

"I……"

Just as the golden figure was about to speak, he was pulled back by the young man in Tsing Yi,
"Brother, you are not the deity, but the incarnation. We can't fight a fairy here, we can't win!"

"pity!"

That heroic and majestic, domineering figure and his eyes showed a particularly obvious look of regret. He had heard of the name of this Taoist fairy. Although to him, he was only a rising star of the human race, it was enough for him to rise to the top. Interested.

"Let's go, so what if I let that kid make his own choice? There are only two paths, I don't believe he will succumb to the world."

During the conversation, the two figures, one gold and one green, gradually faded away. These are just incarnations, and they cannot be maintained for a long time, and their true deities are all staying in that gourd cave, even if they want to move in the world. Difficulty, let alone going to Taixu, this is the shackles they had when they were born.

Seeing those two existences recede, Xuanqing Xianjun felt a little more at ease, because these two ancient existences can be traced back to the ancient times when the world was first opened.Even he needs to be treated with caution.

"Fortune is not shallow!"

Xianjun's gaze swept across the seemingly dead nothingness, and the blood of the Golden Crow, as round as golden beads, was scattered everywhere, and a wing that was hundreds of feet long, as if poured from divine gold, was casually thrown aside.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see that these were left from a Golden Crow with pure blood and strong strength, and a part of the original power was mixed with it. fall.

However, his sighs are naturally not for himself, but because of Feng Bingwen, with his strength and realm, and the cave he owns, he naturally disdains the blood and blood left over from the Golden Crow who is only in the realm of an earth fairy. Wings, these are like chicken ribs to him, useless.

"Gather!"

The fly whisk in Xianjun's hand lightly waved, and the spilled Golden Crow's blood gathered into a ball, and then he held it in his hand, burning with the scorching sun's fire.

"Not bad!"

Looking at the Golden Crow's blood that was almost like a small sun in his hand, Immortal Xuanqing nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand and threw it, and the Golden Crow's blood fell into the remnant world where Feng Bingwen was.

Then the angel's eyes fell on the golden wings that still had strong vitality and strong demonic power. After he pondered for a moment, the whisk in his hand swept out again, and only one wing of the divine bird also fell into the remnant world.

But at this time, in the broken world, Feng Bing's tattoo was surrounded by the Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword, and there were demon corpses under his feet. In this broken small world, the lingering demons were almost killed by him.

However, he didn't just kill monsters. He also killed a lot of people who were so alienated and depraved that they became insane. However, what is surprising is that no matter how many heavenly books he killed here, there was no feedback or reaction.

And the same is true for him saving people, without any increase in good deeds, it seems that everything he does is natural and reasonable.

What he should do next is to gather the leylines into one place to create an area where food crops can be grown and the remaining people can thrive.

However, the change from outside the sky attracted all his attention. Feng Bingwen sensed the changes in the outside world, but the aftermath revealed through the membranes of heaven and earth also made his heart skip a beat, so he could only wait quietly for the result.

However, he wasn't particularly worried, because the Heavenly Book didn't respond accordingly. If he wanted to accept the calamity, the evil deeds accumulated in the Heavenly Book should be burned clean.

This means that everything that happened outside the sky, although it is close to him, will not affect him in the end, nor will it have any effect on him.

While waiting, Feng Bingwen heard what seemed to be a huge existence, and it was wailing mournfully. The golden light even reflected the sky, brightening the dim sunlight a bit.

After another period of time, Feng Bingwen saw the sky full of purple clouds reflecting the sky, and the golden light also dissipated. It was a purple feeling that made people feel peaceful.

Feng Bingwen looked at the purple meaning that covered the sky, and his heart basically settled down, because he felt the familiar breath, which was the breath of Taishang Taoism.

There is a powerful person in the Taishang Dao who has made a move. If there is no accident, he should be able to return to the world he is familiar with, and he does not need to continue wandering in this dark, empty and cold Taixu.

Quack~
A strange cry sounded, and Feng Bingwen saw a round of sun falling into the sky, suspended high in the sky, and in the sun, one could vaguely see a golden creature with three sharp claws under its belly. The divine bird is flapping its wings.

"Golden Crow?!"

Feng Bingwen let out an exclamation, this is a mythical creature as famous as a real dragon, Feng Bingwen had only heard of it before, but had never seen it, but today he finally saw the appearance of this legendary existence, it is worthy of being Among the monster clan, the recognized royal family.

"It's just a few drops of the original blood of the Golden Crow, which can temporarily make up for the lack of rules in this residual world!"

A Taoist who stepped on a green lotus and couldn't tell the exact age appeared beside him, as if he had been there from the beginning to the end.

"If you practice enough in the future, you can catch a Golden Crow and make it take charge of the sky!"

"Meet the fairy!"

Feng Bingwen was surprised and delighted at the moment, he never expected that Taishangdao would be acted by this angel to lead him back to heaven and earth.

As for what he said, Feng Bingwen pretended he didn't hear it, and caught the golden crow to use as a light bulb? Then, did he want to catch another real dragon and raise it in the pond?By the way, raise another group of phoenixes?
"No need to be polite!"

Immortal Xuanqing waved his hand, looked carefully at this incomplete world, and then frowned slightly. He didn't need to ask the local aborigines to infer what happened in this incomplete world.

"Go and guide the earth's qi. After you finish, I will bring you back, and then you should make a choice!"

"What choice?"

Feng Bingwen didn't understand at all.

"Fix all causes and effects, transcend heaven and earth, and be at ease. Or, stick to the journey of heaven and roam freely between heaven and earth."

Xianjun Xuanqing explained the choice he was about to make in words that Feng Bingwen could understand.

Feng Bingwen frowned, and tried his best to understand what the celestial being said. It sounded like he was leaving the heaven and earth, or coexisting with the heaven and earth, choosing between the two.

But such a choice problem, in front of him today, there is no need to think about it at all, so why think about it?
　Three days and six chapters, except for my own, there are only three comments in total.To be honest, it’s very shocking. I woke up this morning. I didn’t have a single comment on the two chapters I updated last night. Then I lost all day during the day and had no motivation to code. I’ve been thinking about what went wrong with what I wrote. up?
　　Most readers like to read books quietly, but if it is so quiet that there is no comment, then there is something wrong with my article, a big problem.

　　
　
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