I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 392
"Hey, have you heard? A branch of the Ji family killed a natural saint!"

"I've heard it a long time ago. It's an exquisite heart with seven apertures. The heart was cut open by those short-sighted members of the Ji family and placed on the body of their own child. It really deserves to be punished by heaven."

"That group of people has already been removed from the family tree by the Ji family, even their cultivation bases have been abolished, and they are even worse than ordinary people!"

"As expected of a great family, you can never make mistakes when it comes to big things and wrongs!"

"Hey, what kind of aristocratic family, if the Taishang Daozi didn't bump into this matter, I'm afraid it would have been suppressed long ago, so how could it be spread?"

"Is there still this?"

"Details!"

Gossip is the nature of the human race, and it can even be said that it is the nature of the living beings. In the Nine Continents of the human race, rumors about the high-ranking Wannian family, especially bad rumors, have always spread extremely quickly, which can be called swift and violent, almost overnight. In the meantime, what the Ji family did spread throughout the world.

In North Cangzhou, at any place where monks gather, six or seven out of ten people are discussing this matter, and this matter has become the focus of discussion among monks after dinner.

But because the Ji family took the initiative to disclose this matter, and even announced a series of harsh punishments, the reputation of the Ji family did not suffer too much damage, and even increased in some special areas.

However, voices of accusation and abuse are naturally indispensable, because judging from the results, it is an indisputable fact that the Ji family murdered a saint of the human race. It can't change everything that happened in the past.

"These families..."

In a market where monks gather, Feng Bingwen walks through it, inspecting the world of practice that is very different from Donghuazhou, news from all directions flows into his ears, and information from farther away is captured by his soul .

Most of the news he has heard now is about the Ji family. Many people feel sorry for the natural saint whose Qiqiaolinglong heart was poached, and some people are even asking about his whereabouts.

However, after learning that the natural sage was taken away by a Sanxian, some worried people could get some comfort, because this is also a good result, after all, the seven-apertured exquisite heart of the natural sage is gone.

Feng Bingwen listened to the discussions from the monks beside his ears, and his heart was calm, without much emotional ups and downs. After all, this matter did not have much impact on the practice world of this continent, but there were more things to talk about. It's just a topic, and by the way, let some low-level monks who have been aggrieved and depressed for too long take this opportunity to scold the high-ranking family.

"It's just an exquisite heart with seven apertures. I didn't expect so many people to care about it!"

Feng Bingwen's spirit suddenly came into contact with some secret things, he was slightly startled, after a little thought, a sneer appeared on his face.

The market where he is now is more than ten thousand miles away from the small town where the natural saint was born. He just left, and the next day, this market is full of rumors about the Ji family .

Let's say that the Ji family moved quickly, but the speed of the spread of this information is too fast, and it would be really strange if there was no one behind it to fuel the flames.

If you think about it, you will know that it is probably a game of big forces. Not every sect is as independent as Taishangdao. They do not have the capital to transcend things, and the cultivation resources of Taishangdao are not sure. All obtained from outside.

"But what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Bingwen didn't care either, he knew that someone was playing with that seven-orifice exquisite heart, even if it wasn't the original one, if it was installed on the body, it would still be close to the Dao, and it would be beneficial to practice and enlightenment, so it could be regarded as a "big chance" .

Those who are a little bit more informed should also know that Linglong's heart is now on him, the Supreme Daoist, what kind of courage is it to dare to make up his mind.

Presumably, there are some guys who are not well-informed. For such forces, paying attention to their actions is simply a waste of time.

With this skill, it is better to think about how to cultivate the reincarnation of the Supreme. After all, the Supreme has done a very thorough job in order to cut off the cause and effect. Now his true spirit is ignorant and he has no consciousness. The threshold of practice.

In order to pursue detachment, the supreme one did it happily, but he, the guardian who has inherited the karma and now has to take responsibility, is very uncomfortable.

"Is this population too small?"

Feng Bingwen's attention was divided half into his own blessed land. Under his arrangement, the aborigines in the blessed land had already begun to raise and accept the reincarnation of the Supreme.

As for his name, Feng Bingwen asked him to give him the surname Ji. After all, his body now has the blood of the Ji family flowing, even though his parents in this body have been abolished and reduced to the level that even ordinary people can't bear. Not as good as the point.

Ji Wuyou!
This is the name Feng Bingwen chose for that supreme being. Anyway, his parents are gone, so naturally he, the master, fulfilled the duty of naming.

After these trivial matters were arranged, Feng Bingwen thought of how to plan the future growth path of this Supreme Being, and martial arts training is inevitable.

Given his current harsh living environment in the blessed land, it is quite appropriate to arrange the plot of the savior script. The only problem is that the number of human races in his blessed land is too scarce.

Let alone a city, even a larger village has a larger population than this. The environment in such a small village is not very good for a supreme being in his childhood.

"Do you want to bring in some people from outside?"

As soon as the idea of ​​bringing mortals from his own world into the blessed land appeared, Feng Bingwen suppressed it.

He is a person with a book in his body, and he must be cautious in his words and deeds, and behave in a good manner. To lead mortals into a blessed land where they are no different from wilderness, that is murder.

"Ordinary people should not be tempted, but if those hungry people who have suffered a natural disaster and are homeless... No, no matter what kind of natural disaster, with the help of monks and gods, mortals will eventually have a glimmer of life, but those who entered my Blessed Land, if you are not careful, it will be gone in one fell swoop!"

Feng Bingwen felt a bit of a headache. The matter of adding people to Fudi should not be rushed, but must be carefully considered. After all, the number of people he wants to introduce is in tens of thousands.

With his current cultivation base, if he accidentally hurts a mortal, although there will be bad karma, he can basically ignore it, but if the number is added up, let alone him now, even if he becomes an immortal, he will not be able to bear it.

"Find a secluded place first, and pass the catastrophe!"

After much deliberation, Feng Bingwen, who didn't think of any method that does not involve cause and effect, gave up thinking and decided to focus on his own strength first. His current accumulation is enough.

There is no way, who made him have good luck recently, surpassed other monks in a very short period of time, saved the accumulation of penance, and directly touched the barriers of the realm.

And the most important thing about all of this is that he obtained the innate source of energy not long ago, and fortunately, this source of energy focuses on strengthening his physique.

If he pays attention to his magic power like the innate source of the five elements, he is afraid that the moment he comes out of the gourd, he will meet the catastrophe and break the situation on the spot, without giving him time to hone his mastery.

With a firm mind, Feng Bingwen has no intention of wandering around in Fangshi. Although the customs and customs here are completely different from other continents, he has broadened his horizons, but there will be plenty of time for wandering in the future.

Rumbling--

It is not the first time for Feng Bingwen to cross the catastrophe. Although it is only the second time, Feng Bingwen does not feel any sense of panic at this time, and he naturally has a sense of confidence in his heart. consider.

He found a swamp with rare creatures. Apart from poisonous insects and snakes, there were no intelligent creatures with spirituality in this swamp.

And when the thunder exploded in the air, and the majestic power of heaven permeated the air, the swamp, which was still somewhat alive, became silent in an instant. Even poisonous insects without brains would follow their instincts and succumb to the power of heaven.

"Not bad, it doesn't look worse than my master's human immortal calamity!"

When the catastrophe came and the power of the sky was suppressed, Feng Bingwen still didn't feel any tension in his heart. He even had the leisure to compare his own Jieyun with his master's Jieyun.

Whichever is bigger and which is smaller can verify the potential of a monk, which is directly proportional to the potential and talent of the monk.

"I'm busy, I knew Jieyun was so big, I should just find a place, now I'm hiding XZ, let people see it!"

The Heavenly Tribulation gathered with him as the target did not even make Feng Bingwen concentrate. After comparing the talents between himself and his master, which one is better, his attention still fell on the breath of those robbery clouds. On the attracted monks.

It has to be said that the cultivation atmosphere in North Cangzhou does not know how much stronger Donghuazhou is. The number and quality of its monks beats Donghuazhou, which is not at the same level at all.

Geographically speaking, Donghua Continent is at the rear of the human race, and it is considered a safe place, but because it is the safest, the Shinto in it is extremely prosperous.

To a certain extent, it can be regarded as the site of Shinto. Although there is a relatively famous holy place for practice, Jiuwei Mountain, there is only one place. Compared with the other eight continents of the human race, it is indeed a bit shabby.

For example, in the country where Feng Bingwen was born, let alone a decent practice force, those who are a little bit stronger are all under the control of the government. If you want to obtain the classics and resources for practice, you must obey the arrangements and dispatches of the government. It can be said to be quite miserable.

"Which senior is this going through the catastrophe here? The scale of this catastrophe cloud is too frightening, I have only seen it in my life!"

"Don't say it's your own opinion in your life. This old man has practiced Taoism for a thousand years, and it's the first time I've seen this kind of calamity cloud. Could it be that there is a senior earth immortal who passed the calamity?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you are an Earth Immortal, why would you choose such a secluded place?"

Even with the roar of thunder, Feng Bingwen could still hear the edge of his robbery cloud, the arguments and quarrels of those attracted monks, and even a few auras in them, even he could not despise them.

"My human race, Nine Provinces, is really lucky, and the people are outstanding!"

Although he wanted to keep a low profile, Feng Bingwen, who was surrounded by strong crowds, still maintained a good attitude, and even thought of admiring the current practice circle in Bei Cangzhou.

After all, he chose a secluded place, and there was not even a decent sect around him, but after the aura of heavenly thunder spread out, it attracted many great monks, and even the aura of human immortals loomed. It will also attract earth immortals.

The thoughts in Feng Bingwen's mind turned back and forth, that is, when his mind was full of distracting thoughts, the first catastrophe fell, and the clouds of catastrophe filled the sky like an ocean pouring down, directly submerging Feng Bingwen's figure in it , endless thunder beats in it.

Rumbling--

This kind of power directly frightened the attracted monks from the periphery of Jieyun. Most of the monks looked at the world flooded by thunder in front of them, and they were directly frightened. Some low-level monks were even directly shocked. fainted.

The majestic power of heaven that appeared with the catastrophe, even if it did not target them, was not something they could bear. After all, most monks would not need to overcome the catastrophe even if they exhausted their entire lives.

"Who is the robber?"

"Quickly check!"

Just the first thunder of heaven scared many people, especially some sect forces outside the scope of Feng Bingwen's investigation. An unidentified powerful monk crossed the sky. Once he succeeded, it would have an impact on the surrounding situation. There is no room for them not to pay attention to major matters that damage their own fundamental interests.

Feng Bingwen didn't know at the moment, he picked a place at random to cross the catastrophe, which still caused many people to worry, he didn't care about these things at the moment, because all his thoughts were deposited on his body.

When the catastrophe thunder that poured down like a sea of ​​thunder fell, Feng Bingwen finally knew why he didn't take the catastrophe seriously at all, and even had the mind to think about some miscellaneous things.

Because his body was stronger than he imagined, his subjective thinking didn't realize this, but his instinct still didn't take Tian Lei into his eyes.

At this moment, even though everything around him has been completely submerged by the thunder, Feng Bingwen not only does not feel the slightest discomfort, but feels extraordinarily comfortable.

He didn't feel like he was going through a catastrophe, but rather like he was taking a bath, but what fell on him was not hot spring water at a suitable temperature, but the sky thunder that contained a destructive aura and wanted to destroy his path.

It's a pity that the first thunderbolt didn't cause any harm to him, instead, it was actively swallowed by his body, which had been enchanted by the gods and demons, making his blood more vigorous.

Originally, Feng Bingwen still had some thoughts of resistance, like an orthodox immortal cultivator, fighting against the catastrophe, but after noticing the miraculousness of his body, how could he do these unnecessary things, he just spread his arms and lay on his back In the sea, let Tian Lei give him a "massage".

(End of this chapter)