I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 312 Is This Crossing Tribulation?
Click!

Over Zhanmeng Island, a thunderbolt from the clear sky exploded, and with this thunderbolt, the originally bright sky suddenly became dark, and thick lead clouds seemed to be born out of thin air, rolling and spreading on the sea surface, and lightning flashed in the clouds Jumping, an invisible coercion suddenly fell to the sky.

In an instant, there were still birds singing and insects singing, tigers roaring and monkeys singing, and the vibrant Zhanmeng Islands suddenly became quiet. In front of the vast heavenly power, even the most rebellious creatures had to bow their heads in admiration to show awe.

However, in the center of the archipelago, on the most vast island, a young man in a Taoist robe stood outside the Taoist palace with his head held high, looking up at the thunder rolling above his head. Not only did he not have the slightest fear in his expression, on the contrary, he was full of fear. joy,
"finally come!"

Feng Bingwen, who had been in retreat for three months, looked at the Jieyun above his head that could not be seen at a glance, felt the faint heavenly power filling the sea and sky, and felt very relieved in his heart.

"Scale looks good!"

The Heavenly Tribulation is the test and sanction of the Dao of Heaven for practitioners. Those who have a vain foundation and opportunists in their practice, under the test of the Heavenly Tribulation, can only turn into the ashes of the Calamity, and there is no other possibility.

Only those with a solid foundation, diligent study and hard work, and a clear understanding of many realms, can be sure to seize a ray of life under the test of the catastrophe, transform into a butterfly, reborn, and make a further step on the immortal road.

But the way of heaven is fair, and all things are regarded as dogs. A monk with extraordinary talent, facing the test of the catastrophe, his chance of survival will not be higher than that of a monk with a solid foundation and ordinary qualifications. A little carelessness, the same It is also a tragic end of turning into a handful of ashes.

Tianjiao has a Thunder Tribulation exclusive to Tianjiao. Its intensity is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary monks, and this is also the most fair test of Tianjiao's qualifications. After all, this is the result measured by the Dao of Heaven. Who dares to question it?
Rumbling--

The incandescent thunder shuttled through the dark clouds like a dragon python, bringing light to the darkened world, and at the same time making many creatures tremble with fear.

"Master, are you about to form a pill?"

A golden ape wearing Taoist robes was standing not far from Feng Bingwen, but at this time his frightening evil spirit had been completely restrained, and he did not dare to reveal anything. If there was a slight leak of breath, it was judged by the Dao of Heaven that he wanted to interfere with the tribulation passer , At that time, it will also lead to a catastrophe.

"No, I'm going to become a fairy!"

Feng Bingwen glanced at it, and the extremely peaceful golden ape responded with a serious expression.

"Immortal?"

Sun Yuansheng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed dryly, not knowing that it was the elder who disliked him and asked a nonsense.

"You are joking!"

"Back off, don't interfere with my tribulation!"

Feng Bingwen's body was suspended in the air, even if there was lightning and thunder above his head, and the thunder snake danced wildly, he was not afraid, and even tried to run the thunder method to see if he could control the thunder.

"Yes, sir!"

Although Sun Yuansheng's eyes were full of worry and anxiety, but in such a situation, he also knew that he couldn't say much.

But even so, the situation in front of him was really beyond his expectation, because it has only been a long time since the old man announced that he was going to form an alchemy

For a heterogeneous species like it born with strong blood, a hundred years is not even enough for it to grow to adulthood, and in just three months, if it takes a serious sleep, it will take more than this time.

In his opinion, the Elder Master he recognized was really in a hurry, there was absolutely no need to form the alchemy so early, it could have spent a year or two to consolidate the foundation.

In the mortal state, cultivating to a high level, a monk's body is naturally different from ordinary people, and is fundamentally different from ordinary people. A young monk like Feng Bingwen can spend a year or two, and there is no need to be so impatient.

After all, this master was just a mortal before, and he hadn't got rid of the thinking of being a mortal who is eager for quick success and quick gain, so that he pursued speed in everything, but the most important thing in practice is not to seek speed, and those who seek quickness will die.

But it's useless to say anything now, the catastrophe has been brought down, just wait for the old man to pass the catastrophe, and see how the golden core he condensed is, if it is a bit worse, we can find some ways to remedy it Two - Nothing can't be changed, even Jindan is the same.

Dancheng Wuhui, that is for ordinary monks, because such a big way of reversing innateness and rebuilding the universe is not something they can covet at all, even if they know it, it will only increase their thoughts and be of no benefit.

"Hiss, no!"

Feng Bingwen, who had no idea what the monkey head below was thinking, was rubbed against by a thunderbolt, his whole body was numb, and he shivered.

"So this is what it feels like to be struck by lightning!"

Feng Bingwen, who tried to control Tianlei with thunder method, but failed, sighed. He didn't realize how rebellious and shocking his behavior just now was, and he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

crackling~
An imperceptible purple arc flashed in the depths of Jieyun, and Feng Bingwen, who was a little indifferent at first, suddenly felt terrified, and palpitations rushed to his heart.

click-

He suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, but saw that directly above his head, a beam of light red thunder had smashed down, just in time to submerge his whole body in it.

This pillar of thunder and light lasted for a quarter of an hour between the sea and the sky before dissipating, and the moment it dissipated, a molten lava crater suddenly appeared on the ground, and in the crater, there was a person Wearing a tattered Taoist robe, the young man whose face was covered with black ash was ups and downs in it.

"master!"

A tall woman with black wings on her back flew by at low altitude, calling out anxiously. That was Han Ling from the Sky Clan, and Feng Bingwen had a very different meaning to her.

"What are you in a hurry for? This is the first thunder."

The young man stood up abruptly, and he took off the Taoist robe that had been shattered by the thunderbolt, and threw it aside.
"It can't kill me."

"You'll be fine!"

Looking at the young man in front of him with his upper body exposed, Han Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but after recovering, looking at Feng Bingwen's slender and tall body, a strange color flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Although Feng Bingwen's face is very good, which is very suitable for her aesthetics, and the masculine body that has gradually unfolded, even faintly taller than her, makes her appreciate it, but it is only such a degree of masculinity. Not enough to get her hooked, she just sees something deeper.

Blood!

This master is obviously a person who cultivates immortals and seeks the way, but his blood is not weaker than any other Tiangang warriors, even worse.

But the key point is not here. Han Ling's eyes fell on Feng Bingwen's body that was still jumping with electric arcs. She can be sure that this is not an illusion. The potential in flesh and blood is being tapped, transformed, stimulated, and flourished!
In other words, after this master endured a thunderstorm, his strength is growing at an extremely impressive rate.

Outrageous!

This was Han Ling's first feeling when she came into contact with Feng Bingwen at close range. She had never heard anyone say that anyone could use the power of sky thunder to temper herself under the sky thunder.

The traditional way of crossing the catastrophe is to hide, evade, and delay. If you can last until the end of the catastrophe, you will be considered a success if you have one breath left. However, only those with the strongest foundation and the most top-notch inheritance will be able to survive the catastrophe. Only those who practice the Tao can do things.

She was not surprised at all that this old man was able to bear the thunder, but with the power of the thunder, she could further enhance her own potential and strength, which she did not expect.

Because this is contrary to common sense, and it is not that no warrior has thought about the Heavenly Tribulation of the Immortal Cultivator, and used the Heavenly Thunder as a tool to hone himself, but after the attempts of those dead warriors, it is basically possible to draw a conclusion—— If you are tired of the world and don't want to live anymore, and you don't have any hope for the future, you can do this.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Bingwen, who had just taken off his clothes in a very chic manner, felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by his female follower.

In the cloud of calamity above his head, the second thunderstorm was already brewing, but he didn't have the energy to pay attention to it, and he couldn't kill him anyway.

One thing to say, Feng Bingwen felt that he was quite comfortable when he was struck by the thunder just now, his whole body was unobstructed, and his energy and blood were more active than ever-he didn't have any special hobbies, but the feeling of being struck by lightning was really real. Very cool.

"Nothing? I'm sorry!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's questioning, Han Ling, who was always as cold as ice and had a temperament like a thousand years of profound ice, also had an imperceptible blush on his cheeks. After slightly bowing to Feng Bingwen, he waved his wings and ran away from Feng Bingwen. .

She didn't use any magical powers from the beginning to the end, all she used was a pair of innate wings, and this would not attract the attention of Heavenly Tribulation.If not, when the catastrophe falls, wouldn't it mean that under the cloud of catastrophe, all living beings will be turned into ashes, and the way of heaven is not so cruel.

"What do you want to do? Could it be that you are greedy for me?"

Feng Bingwen summoned the Zihuan dragon armor with a single thought, and put it on his body. Now he is over fifteen years old, tall and strong. Although he has not yet fully grown up according to the standards of the human race, his figure is not inferior to any adults.

"It seems that we should be more careful in the future, and we can't let the nun take advantage of it!"

Feng Bingwen was vigilant in his heart, and it wasn't because he was narcissistic. He was born with good physical appearance in this life. After possessing the Dao body, his temperament is even more precise, that is, his master can compete with him One or two.

boom--

Before the thoughts in his mind were finished, a pale yellow thunderbolt crashed down, as if a thousand mountains were crushing the top, directly crushing Feng Bingwen's figure into the ground.

"Gan!"

Feng Bingwen cursed angrily in his heart, he felt that he was not going through a catastrophe at this moment, because the road he was facing was not like thunder, but like...

"Huh? Five Elements Heavenly Thunder?"

Understanding this does not make Feng Bingwen more relaxed, because the evolution of Tianlei is very targeted, and this is a test for practitioners.

Under the second thunder, Feng Bingwen lasted longer, so this thunder has weight, not only that, but also has all the characteristics of the thunder, so Feng Bingwen was also tossed. Immortal.

It wasn't until half an hour later that this pale yellow thunder beam dissipated between the sea and the sky, and Feng Bingwen's followers rushed to the vicinity of the tiankeng blasted out by the sky thunder with their innate abilities.

"Master, are you all right?"

"Sir, are you still there?"

Although I know that my master's talent is unmatched in his generation, but after all, the speed of this master's alchemy is too fast, it is hard not to worry people, although the robbery cloud in the sky has not dissipated, it is the best proof, But it is also necessary to figure out the current state of the master.

"What are you doing? This is the second thunderbolt. Do you think this can kill me?"

Feng Bingwen, who was wearing a purple dragon armor, rose from the abyss blasted by the sky thunder, and looked angrily at those guys who were obviously relieved.

Feng Bingwen knows that these guys follow him with a strong purpose, but every move of the creatures in this world has a purpose. This is a very normal thing. Is it possible? Just follow him for the sake of following him, how can there be such a good thing, go to hell.

"Master, how do you feel? Is the mana sufficient? If not, I can borrow some panacea from other Zhenchuan residences."

"No, I feel very good now."

Feng Bingwen flatly rejected the suggestion of his followers. He was not trying to be brave, because under the oppression of the second thunderbolt, he clearly felt that the progress of his martial arts inheritance had made great progress, and he had climbed another level. new heights.

"Master, please be careful, don't be careless!"

"Yes, this is a catastrophe, don't take it lightly!"

Feng Bingwen's state made several of his followers feel relieved, but Feng Bingwen's current attitude made them a little worried.

"After you have survived a catastrophe, come and tell me these things."

Feng Bingwen responded, these guys, one by one, took him for something, did they really think he didn't know anything about Tianjie?
Moreover, quite a few of his followers do not need to cross the catastrophe, which is exclusive to those who practice and seek Taoism. For example, practicing martial arts, unless they reach a very advanced level, they will not encounter the catastrophe.

According to one of his unintentional readings, it is rumored that in the extremely ancient and remote period, practitioners did not need to cross the calamity. It's death.

Crackling!

The third pure daytime thunder fell almost after a short time interval, followed by the fourth black sky thunder. After two consecutive catastrophes, even Feng Bingwen was a little tired. Visible blood.

but,
boom--

The fifth light cyan sky thunder followed closely and landed with a bang. Feng Bingwen's figure was once again shrouded in the endless thunder. skyrocketing...

　I drank a little tomato and egg soup with lard today, and there were only a few drops of oil on the surface of the soup. I didn't even eat a bite of the meat, I'm going to have a fit every day, so hastily!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)