I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 322 Boy, you deserve it!
"You are already the same as I was back then, and have surpassed all the true biography in the sect. How do you feel?"

In the Taoist palace, there is a sense of immortality. There is a young Taoist sitting on the cloud bed above it. He is smiling and looking at the lower one. A young Taoist with no joy on his face asked.

"I don't feel anything!"

Feng Bingwen responded.

"Isn't that worth your joy?"

"Master, were you like me back then?"

The young Taoist asked in a quiet tone, the news that the new Taoist of Taishang Dao who is about to take the throne, has lost six consecutive true biography has already spread in the mountain gate.

But he wasn't happy because of it, not even much joy, because he knew how his record came about, and if he was happy because of it, he would be too ignorant and self-aware.

"Of course not. Back then, I defeated them one by one in an upright manner, and then I became Daozi."

Speaking of this incident, the young Taoist sitting on the cloud bed straightened his back and his spirits were high. This was one of the most memorable experiences in his monastic career.

"Oh."

Feng Bingwen responded in a flat tone, which was exactly what he thought. His master pushed over with hard power back then, while he relied on his senior brothers and sisters to release the water, so he got the same record.

"You have achieved the same achievements as I did back then!"

Zhao Junxian put on a gratified look and encouraged his disciples.

"Okay, master, don't you know how much water is in my victories?"

Not only was Feng Bingwen not the slightest bit happy, but his expression was even faintly discouraged. Thinking back carefully, it is impossible for him to beat a senior brother and sister. Of course, the reverse is also the same. Not shallow.

"No, on the contrary, I think you are qualified to be the Daozi of the Supreme Dao!"

Zhao Junxian said something unexpected by Feng Bingwen, which caused a huge change in Feng Bingwen's expression.

"Huh? Master, what are you talking about?"

Feng Bingwen didn't react for a while, he was a little stunned for a while, and even wondered if he had fallen into an illusion.

"Don't question it, to be honest, it's beyond my expectation that you can fight your brother Lin to such an extent."

"If Brother Lin is willing, within three rounds, I will be defeated by his sword, even if I have a fairy body protection, it will be useless."

Feng Bingwen realized this very clearly. After he saw the methods of these true brothers and sisters, he no longer had much arrogance in his heart. Even if it was an immortal pulse, there was never a lack of arrogance in this world.

"You're right, if you, Brother Lin, didn't intend to train you, you would have been defeated long ago."

Zhao Junxian nodded, approving Feng Bingwen's words,
"But you have overlooked one point. The true brothers and sisters you are going to challenge now are of the same generation as me. When I invited them to fight, they were not as powerful as they are now.

Don't you think that they have been stagnant all these years, even if I was back then, if I challenge them now, I'm afraid I won't be any better than you. "

"This……"

Feng Bingwen was startled, but he ignored this point.

For ordinary monks, a pass, a bottleneck, can be stuck in them for hundreds of years, or even a lifetime.

But what Feng Bingwen found was the true biography of the first Taoist of the human race. How could they be stuck in the mere Yuandan realm and stop moving forward?

It is true that they challenged the same group of masters and apprentices, but the difficulty they faced was fundamentally different.It is impossible for Feng Bingwen to reproduce his master's behavior back then.

"Let's go, the Taoist master has sent me a message, he wants to see you!"

Zhao Junxian got up, and after his master's explanation, Feng Bingwen's mood was completely different at this time, and the aura exuding from his body became lively and cheerful, like the rising sun.

"Too High Daoist!"

Hearing the master's instructions, Feng Bingwen hurriedly followed, and at the same time, anticipation emerged in his heart.

The Master of the Supreme Dao, his cultivation level may not be the highest in the Supreme Dao, but the authority he wields must be the greatest among the human race. This is one of the most powerful monks among the human race.

"Master, what is the realm of Taoist cultivation?"

Feng Bingwen, who had been released, returned to the appearance that a young monk should have, and asked curiously.

"Fairy!"

Zhao Junxian glanced at Feng Bingwen, and when the sleeves were rolled up, the golden light spread, turning into a road, extending to the unobservable nothingness.

"(⊙o⊙) Wow!"

Feng Bingwen was amazed, but think about it, it is normal for the Taishang Daoist to have such a cultivation level.

"Are the Taoist masters of other Taoist sects also gods?"

"Among the twelve Dao sects, only three Dao sects are heavenly immortals, and I am one of them, and the rest are held by earth immortals!"

"In addition, the same as my Taishang Dao is Yuan Shi Dao, Hun Tian Dao?"

Feng Bingwen still knows this common sense in the world of comprehension. The Twelve Dao Sects are the twelve strongest sects of Taoism in the human race, but even at the same level, there are still strong and weak ones. Three, middle four, lower five.

The Upper Three Dao Sects have stood at the top of the human race since the emergence of practitioners in the human race. The strongest monks in the human race are basically from these three Dao Sects.

Slightly weaker than these three Dao Sects are the Four Dao Sects. Their status was established in the battle for the rise of the human race. After tens of thousands of years, they are still immortal, and they are still prosperous until now.

And the weaker ones are the lower five ways. Among them, the Heavenly Sword Dao that Feng Bingwen has come into contact with is one of the lower five ways. Four is so deep.

But sword cultivators are good at killing and cutting, so Heavenly Sword Dao can also stabilize its position in the Twelve Dao. It is still a Taoist sect with a relatively long history.

Among the Twelve Dao Sects, the one with the shallowest background is Xingxiu Dao. Its establishment time is only more than 3000 years. Such a foundation will inevitably be underestimated by others, so Xingxiu Dao will often be criticized by other sects. challenged to take its place.

"Ah."

Zhao Junxian dealt with Feng Bingwen's question like looking for something to say without being salty, without arrogance or impetuosity. At this time, the avenue evolved from the golden light under his feet had come to an end.

Immeasurable lights emerged, but after only a moment, they all receded, and then the boundless darkness spread in front of my eyes. I was in it, and I only felt that I was small and the universe was vast and boundless.

"Is this too imaginary?"

Seeing this familiar darkness again, the experience not long ago came to mind, and Feng Bingwen, who had been following Zhao Junxian, couldn't help but pause.

It is an ordinary immortal who is sent to Taixu without any preparation, and it will not be long before he will turn into a frozen corpse, let alone a little Yuandan cultivator.

"No, it's just that Taixu can be seen here."

A voice responded to Feng Bingwen, but it was not Zhao Junxian's voice. Feng Bingwen followed the prestige, and immediately saw a Taoist stepping into nothingness with his back turned to him.

The moment Feng Bingwen's gaze fell on that figure, all his mind and attention were attracted there. For a moment, Feng Bingwen even felt that he saw the "Tao", no, that was not an illusion.

This Taoist who can't be called tall, naturally reveals the Dao Yun, which contains the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, the secret of the operation of all things, and those with extremely high comprehension can see it suddenly, so it is not difficult to realize it suddenly and increase their cultivation base .

"Daoist!"

Feng Bingwen came to his senses and hurriedly saluted.

Although the Taoist in front of him didn't turn around, Feng Bingwen had the feeling that his whole body was seen through, which was also not an illusion.

But from the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced around, only to find that Zhao Junxian who led him here had long since disappeared, and he didn't know when he retreated, leaving him here alone to face the Supreme Daoist.

"You are very good!"

Without waiting for Feng Bingwen to feel uneasy, the Taoist who turned his back slowly turned around, revealing an unpretentious and clumsy face, which is hard to describe.

Because Feng Bingwen found that he couldn't see the appearance of this Taoist at all. He was standing in front of him and he could see it, but his mind just couldn't remember it.

"It's up to you to take over as your master and become the new Daozi of my Daozong. What do you think?"

"Taoist, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I have experienced a lot, and I feel more and more that I am not worthy of this position!"

Feng Bingwen's words are from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't be overly self-effacing, you have won consecutive victories over the six true disciples of our sect, and you deserve this position."

"The reason for this, isn't Taoist still clear?"

It is difficult for Feng Bingwen to describe his mood at this time. Although he can't say that he has longed for the position of Taishang Daozi, it is still what he is looking for. Actually started to shirk.

"If you really think about it, I'm probably the weakest true disciple in the sect. How can I be worthy of this position?"

"It's hard to say whether you are the weakest or not, but you must be the youngest true disciple of our sect. There is no doubt about it. If you give your senior brothers and sisters the same time to practice, they will definitely not be your opponent."

The Taishang Daoist's mood at this time is also very complicated. If it were any other sect, the position of Daoist would be vacant, and the disciples below would have already fought.

But when it comes to Taishangdao, there is harmony among the sects, everyone is humble to each other, but no one wants to be the one.Nowadays, there are finally disciples who want to be Taoists, but they start to shirk again. How can this be possible.

Although this disciple has such a small problem, in the eyes of his Taoist master, the hidden danger is not a big problem. Those old guys who survived from the ancient times, if they just keep their own way, it's fine, restless , All caught in the past to fill the eyes of the sea.

"..."

Although the Taoist priest admitted his talent, Feng Bingwen fell silent after hearing this.

"What? As far as Pingdao knows, you have been making trouble with your master for the position of Taoist, why now you have reached the last step, but you are hesitant to take over this position?"

"It's not that I dare not, it's just that the disciple feels unworthy!"

"If the poor Taoist says you are worthy, then you are!"

"I……"

"True Inheritance of Wind."

Feng Bingwen didn't let Feng Bingwen go on talking, the Taoist Master Taishang who was in the scene of Taixu opened his mouth, and what he called out was Feng Bingwen's identity at this time,
"Do you think that Pindao can't figure out what you did a few days ago?"

"I don't know what the master is talking about. I really don't understand, so I ask the master to show me!"

Feng Bingwen's heart skipped a beat, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have done such immoral things as digging people's ancestral graves, so he calmed down again in a very short time.

As for whether the Heavenly Book will be discovered by the Daoist, Feng Bingwen is no longer worried. This is the second fairy he has met. If it is to be discovered, the fairy father of his master should see it. Won't wait until now.

"Kou can go, I can go, really brave, Pindao was not so brave when he was young.

It's just that after you Feng Zhenchuan agreed with others to win the position of Daozi, you went to the land of demons to promote our prestige in the human race. Why at this moment, you Feng Zhenchuan hesitated?

Is it impossible to shirk? This is embarrassing!Didn't you just lose your own people, you also lost the face of me being too daoist? "

"No, Daoist, this disciple absolutely has no such intention!"

Feng Bingwen quickly explained.

"Since there is no such intention, then the new Taoist of this sect is you!"

"Is my cultivation not suitable?"

Feng Bingwen was full of doubts. After fighting with those true brothers and sisters of the same school, Feng Bingwen's self-confident mentality of being invincible at the same level was indeed shaken a lot.

"It's quite appropriate."

The Taishang Daoist has no intention of entangled with Feng Bingwen any longer, in his opinion, as long as the candidate for Daozi is finalized.

Although the kid in front of him has a lot of problems, his physique is really not bad. Although he has just been promoted to become a Yuan Dan monk, as long as he is given a little more time, he will be able to catch up with the previous generation of monks.

Canonizing him as a Daozi, kicking him out of the mountain gate, letting him wander around Jiuzhou, or even going to the land of demons to show off his power, these are all good choices.

With his physique, and those seemingly inexplicable opportunities, as long as he is in the same realm, even if he loses, he cannot lose. At most, it will be a draw.

If there are some old people who don't want to be skinny and force their shots, he, the Taoist master, can also take advantage of the opportunity to exercise his muscles and bones, and by the way enhance the presence of the Taishang Dao, lest the immortals of the Taishang Dao will not stay on the mountain for a long time. Treat them as if they don't exist.

"Forget it, boy, let me tell you this. If you are willing to be the Daoist, that's naturally the best. If you don't want to, you have to be the poor Taoist. Is it possible that the things you want to mess up will make you lose your mind?" Do your brothers and sisters wipe your ass for you? There is no such good thing in this world."

When Tianxian reads it, it turns thousands of times. Feng Bingwen didn't even think about what to say, but when he heard the Taoist master's style of painting changed drastically, he was caught off guard immediately.

At the same time, when he first saw this Taoist master, the lofty and unfathomable demeanor, the majestic image he had erected in his heart, suddenly collapsed like a mudslide.

"Since the Taoist master has said so, how can the disciple not follow!"

"good!"

One could see, but couldn't remember, a kind smile on the Taoist's face. The next moment, Feng Bingwen's eyes were spinning, and then Zhao Junxian's figure appeared in front of his eyes.

"Master, I am a Taoist now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Bingwen frowned, because he forgot a lot of things, more precisely, he almost didn't remember everything he saw just now.

(End of this chapter)