I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 314 Zixiao Tianlei, Heaven is ruthless

"What kind of god is this!"

Feng Bingwen, who suffered from the lightning strike, roared in the air. His appearance did not look abnormal at all, and there was no trace of lightning strike on his body, but his handsome face with sharp edges and corners was distorted like a knife.

And in the Jieyun in the sky, there are almost transparent thunderbolts falling continuously, silently, but carrying the power that makes ghosts frightened. Ordinary resentful souls will be stricken with the breath of this thunder, and their souls will be scattered.

But Feng Bingwen is a living being, and his soul has a safe place to live. Even if he is struck by lightning, he can still get protection and supplement from his body. Ordinary wandering souls of resentful spirits are rootless duckweed, how can they bear such damage.

"Sigh~"

Feng Bingwen felt that the time for him to cross the sixth catastrophe was longer than all the previous catastrophes combined, and living days like years was not enough to describe his feelings at this time.

Although he himself can feel that his soul is being tempered by the thunder, is gradually strengthening, and is undergoing an original transformation, but this kind of pain makes him really uncomfortable. He would rather go through hard training and slowly transform than bear Such suffering.

Ang~
At this moment, the sound of the dragon's chant sounded, and a force like nectar flowed through Feng Bingwen's body. Even Feng Bingwen's soul, which had suffered from the lightning strike, felt a burst of warmth, and the pain from the lightning strike also eased a lot.

"go back!"

But Feng Bingwen didn't accept this kind of favor, he held down the dragon's head that snaked out of his back, and then forced it back.

As the accompanying spirits of the Dao body, the five spirits have no way to resist Feng Bingwen. Once their own will goes against Feng Bingwen's ideas, they will naturally rely on Feng Bingwen's will.

"master!"

"It's none of your business!"

Feng Bingwen forcibly suppressed the five spirits in his body that were ready to move. As a guardian spirit who was a fellow practitioner with him, he could naturally protect him from thunder.

Forget about the previous few thunder calamities, Feng Bingwen could easily carry them, so he didn't call them, but for this soul refining thunder calamity, Feng Bingwen was worried that the spirituality of the five spirits would be erased.

Although the probability is not high, there is such a possibility, and Feng Bingwen doesn't want to gamble. The five spirits have been cultivated up to now, and he has lost a lot of thoughts, and he is unwilling to start all over again.

Besides, this soul-refining lightning calamity was just a pain to him, it didn't cause essential harm, and in a sense, it was also a benefit.

Pain is pain, shouting is shouting, scolding is cursing, but Feng Bingwen has no intention of avoiding it. Although he did avoid it with evasion methods, he didn't dodge it, but he didn't use some weird methods to deal with the catastrophe.

This sixth catastrophe lasted for a long time, so long that Feng Bingwen lost his perception of time in the outside world, but no matter how long the catastrophe was, it would end at the moment.

At the moment when the catastrophe ended, Feng Bingwen felt as if he had passed away, but just as he stood up like a normal person, the soul that had been tempered and strengthened by the thunder suddenly noticed something strange .

Watching eyes!
More than one!
Feng Bingwen clearly sensed this, and he could also judge that those gazes had already fallen on him a long time ago, but he was just crossing the tribulation and didn't notice it.

"Too High Dao Immortal!"

The undisguised gaze made Feng Bingwen realize in the next moment what kind of existences were watching him, and immediately he relaxed, and then a sense of complacency rose.

Because he remembered that when his master crossed the catastrophe, from the beginning to the end, only a dozen brothers of the same generation came out to observe, and his master even wanted to pull him back to make up the number of people.

That is to say, after going through the catastrophe and successfully promoted to the Dongxuan Realm, sublimated the vision, and condensed the Dharma, there was too much commotion, which caused several immortals, one of which was his mother.

With his master's reference in front, let's compare his current situation. He has not yet passed the catastrophe, so many immortals have come to see him. They have nothing to do with themselves, they hang high, and few external things can affect them.

Rumbling--

However, the catastrophe above Feng Bingwen's head would not give him too much time to be happy. Before Feng Bingwen could be complacent for a while, the seventh catastrophe had already arrived.

It is no longer thunder, but a raging sky fire, and when the flame falls on Feng Bingwen's body, it will ignite immediately, but what it ignites is not Feng Bingwen's clothes, nor the hair on his body, but In his dantian meridians, the innate five-element fairy spirit energy flows surgingly.

The blazing fire burned Feng Bingwen's mana far beyond that of the same generation's fairy mana. Since Feng Bingwen cultivated the first ray of fairy aura, his mana had not changed much. At this moment, a fundamental change finally took place.

The "impurities" in it are refined out and turned into ashes under the incineration and tempering of the sky fire. Strictly speaking, they are not impurities, because their quality has surpassed the true essence mana of the same realm, and it can even be compared with some people who are not profound. Inherited casual cultivators and immortals are on a par.

But compared to Feng Bingwen's innate five-element body and the real mana that he should have, those fairy spirits burned by the sky fire are just impurities.

This is a process of getting rid of the superfluous and preserving the truth. For any normal monk, this is a process that is clear to the heart. At the beginning of their cultivation, they are committed to refining and purifying mana, and using all the secret methods that can be used , improve the "quality" of mana, and then increase the "quantity" of mana.

But for Feng Bingwen, this was a novel experience. It was the first time he discovered that the fairy aura he refined could be further refined.

It's just that this taste is not good, it is a feeling that the body is gradually being hollowed out. Although there are stronger things supporting it, the feeling of emptiness is getting heavier and heavier.

"It's crystallized!"

Feng Bingwen looked inside himself, and after adapting to the pain of burning mana from the sky fire, he began to notice the changes in the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian.

Under the scorching fire of the sky, although his body endured an extremely uncomfortable feeling, but with the feeling of his soul being hit by the thunder, this pain is nothing, and he can instead calm his mind in the deep part of his dantian. changing.

At the core of the sea of ​​qi, surrounded by nine true talisman seeds that carry ups and downs and floats, under the tempering of the blazing fire, strands of crystals blooming with immortal light emerge, crystals shining brightly, shining brightly.

"Dan formation!"

Feng Bingwen calmed down, the power of the soul tempered by Tianlei could perfectly control every change in the body, the fairy crystal tempered by Tianlei, as a bridge, began to connect the nine talisman true species , with them as the foundation, began to build the golden pill, and just as soon as the pill was formed, a hazy golden luster emerged.

"It's done!"

Feeling that the water in his sea of ​​qi is coming naturally, and there is no stagnation in the process of forming a pill, a sense of joy naturally emerged in Feng Bingwen's heart.

As the nine talisman true seeds gradually merged into one, a bright, round, and dazzling pill was suspended in Feng Bingwen's sea of ​​dantian Qi.

Just like the rising sun, Feng Bingwen's dantian Qihai was immediately dyed with a layer of golden light, and the immeasurable light burst out, and Feng Bingwen's whole body was infected by the light bursting out of this golden elixir. One omission.

At this time, the falling sky fire was still scorching Feng Bingwen's mana, and even the golden elixir that had already formed was not let go, but under the burning of the sky fire, apart from making the color of the golden elixir more dazzling, there was nothing to do. influences.

In Feng Bingwen's body, at the moment when the golden core was formed, various visions also burst out from the place where he sat cross-legged. In the canopy, there are real dragons chanting, phoenix singing, Xuanwu stepping on gossip, lying quietly, and white tiger holding a sharp sword in its mouth, not angry and majestic...

Many visions bloomed one after another in the place where Feng Bingwen was. In an instant, even the catastrophe above his head was robbed of a lot of brilliance by him. Longing for it.

"As expected of a master!"

"This is the position of the Taoist son, the master is sure to sit down!"

"I'm so lucky to be able to witness such a peerless figure like Master!"

Feng Bingwen's followers looked at the scene in front of them, and they were full of admiration. They were a little worried at first, but at this moment, they had already thrown these original emotions out of the blue.

This catastrophe is not over yet, the quilt has formed a golden core, this catastrophe is basically stable, and it is impossible to fail, unless God has trouble with the tribulation passer, and intends to kill the tribulation passer.

But just look at the heavenly thunders that their master enjoyed when he just crossed the catastrophe. He was treated like an illegitimate child. How could there be a sudden lethal thunder catastrophe in this catastrophe?
Not only Feng Bingwen's followers, but even the many immortals of the Supreme Dao who were awakened by the movement of Feng Bingwen's crossing the catastrophe, many of them showed approval in their eyes. No matter what problems Feng Bingwen had, The weather he displayed at this time is enough to win their approval.

But at this time, Feng Bingwen didn't have the mind to pay attention to all kinds of reactions from the outside world. His mind was completely immersed in the sea of ​​qi in his dantian. Hundreds of millions of rays of light converged, and the vast and magnificent sea of ​​air in Feng Bingwen's dantian was immediately swallowed by this golden elixir.

At this moment, the originally radiant golden core turned into an abyss that swallowed even the light, and Feng Bingwen's only celestial spirit that was refined by the sky fire poured into it.

Feng Bingwen is enduring all kinds of discomfort caused by the rapid decrease of spiritual power in his body in a very short period of time, because an unprecedented transformation is coming.

boom--

Maybe it was a quarter of an hour, maybe a day, Feng Bingwen didn't know how long it had passed, he only knew that the moment when the sky fire falling from the sky was completely silent.

The pill without any light burst into light again, followed by a sea of ​​five-colored fairy light, whose essence was enough to crush the magic power of the previous fairy aura, surging out of the golden pill, Feng Bingwen's dantian was covered in a very short time.

Although after two rounds of purification by Skyfire and Golden Elixir, the amount has been greatly reduced compared to before, but the light it emits and the many visions it reveals have completely crushed before Dujie.

"Hahaha!"

After the golden core was formed and all the magic power in the body was converted, great joy and joy naturally appeared in Feng Bingwen's heart.

He laughed and opened his eyes, and stood up, full of unprecedented strength, and his energy and spirit at this time had reached the peak of his life.

"Uh!"

However, the smile on Feng Bingwen's face froze quickly. He looked up and saw a starry sky suddenly manifested in the Jieyun. This starry sky was too close to him, so close that he The whole body was terrified, and the hairs exploded.

"What kind of catastrophe is this?"

Feng Bingwen was completely dumbfounded. He had never heard of anyone whose Golden Core Tribulation would manifest into a starry sky. But at any rate, precedents can be found in ancient books.

But the Heavenly Tribulation above his head didn't give Feng Bingwen time to think too much, a bright starlight fell from the sky, and after drawing a beautiful arc, it hit Feng Bingwen's shoulder precisely.

Quietly, a transparent hole appeared on Feng Bingwen's shoulder, from which one could even see crystal clear jade bones and lustrous flesh and blood.

Constellation dies and robs light!

The power of terror, even if Feng Bingwen has broken through now and become a genuine Golden Core cultivator, there is no way to take it on without precaution, and his body that has been tempered and honed is like paper.

However, because of this, Feng Bingwen saw the terrible recovery ability of the body at this time, the crystal jade bones were growing, and the flesh and blood were also regenerating crazily. A wound that was enough to abolish the ability of ordinary people to do labor was only a short period of time. After a short breath, everything has healed, not even a single scar left.

But such a purely destructive catastrophe made Feng Bingwen truly feel the horror of the catastrophe at this time. This is the test of heaven for cultivators. Pai's Tianjiao also ended up dead.

If that terrifying ray of starlight had fallen on his forehead just now, Feng Bingwen might have been extinguished directly.

call out!
Another ray of bright starlight fell from the sky. Feng Bingwen tried to dodge it, but the moment the light fell, it was already destined to fall on Feng Bingwen. .

As a last resort, Feng Bingwen summoned the Zihuan Dragon Armor again, and began to use the power of the magic weapon to resist the robbery like a real catastrophe, because this round of catastrophe is full of strong destructive properties, there is no The slightest chance of tempering.

Moreover, this set of fairy armor owned by Feng Bingwen was made by an extremely wealthy Dragon Lord. When this Dragon Lord cast this set of armor, he didn't think about giving it to others, so in terms of materials, , do everything you can, without any regrets.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen managed to overcome the eighth catastrophe with the help of the gorgeous Zihuan dragon armor, but when the bright and magnificent starry sky dissipated, the dragon armor was full of potholes and even fine cracks. emerge.

Feng Bingwen still didn't care about the pity that this set of armor has the potential to become a fairy weapon. The ninth catastrophe, that is, the last catastrophe, has already begun to brew in the sky.

The movement caused by it also changed Feng Bingwen's complexion greatly, because he couldn't see the marginal catastrophe even though he exhausted his vision, and it was collapsing and converging towards the center.

A ray of purple that frightened him loomed in the center of Tianjie. Although it hadn't fallen yet, the pressure it brought to Feng Bingwen made Feng Bingwen feel as if his soul was dying.

If he could hide, Feng Bingwen must have used his best escape method at this moment to escape from this place. Unfortunately, this is a catastrophe. Even if he tried his best to escape to the ends of the earth, he still couldn't escape.

Zixiao Tianlei!

Unlike the previous catastrophe, which was so large in scale that it even evolved into a starry sky, when the ninth catastrophe fell, there was only a thin one, but this small one was full of purple and dazzling.

"Gan!"

Feng Bingwen only had time to swear, the purple dragon armor that helped him survive the eighth catastrophe exploded directly under this divine thunder of the same color as it, and even Feng Bingwen's body was blown away. It exploded.

Burnt black flesh mixed with broken bones collapsed in the air, and the originally majestic figure fell straight from the air and landed on the sea surface, followed by a wave several feet high, and sank directly into the water.

"master!"

Shouts sounded almost at the same time, and several figures scrambled towards the place where Feng Bingwen fell into the sea, and the fastest among them was a golden figure. When I picked it up, I found a figure of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi standing in front of me at some point.

"Well, not dead!"

Zhao Junxian, who rushed over, took a closer look at his disciple, whose chest had been pierced, but there was still a slight vitality remaining. His originally tense mind immediately relaxed, and his expression did not show the slightest change.

"Tell your master to come and find me after he wakes up!"

After throwing down this sentence, Zhao Junxian didn't wait for the uneasy transparent golden ape's response, and stepped out, and the immeasurable golden light weaved under his feet, turning into a smooth road to the sky, and he left Zhanmeng Islands directly.

"Yes!"

It wasn't until after Zhao Junxian left that the golden ape, who was shocked by his aura, realized it later and hurriedly responded, and then his eyes fell on the very miserable-looking old man who was hugged in his arms.

"How is the master?"

A slender and graceful figure flapped its black wings and descended from the sky, but its supposedly indifferent face was full of tension.

"not dead!"

Sun Yuansheng repeated the truth, and such an answer naturally aroused dissatisfaction.

"Hozen! What are you talking about?"

"I'm not wrong, and I didn't say this, but the master's master said it."

"Oh, it's all right!"

"Haha, the master is a proud figure who wants to be a Daoist. He has great luck, so how could he fall under the catastrophe so easily?"

(End of this chapter)