I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 395 Let go, apprentice
Such a result is also expected by Feng Bingwen. If the sky-opening ax is swung down to split the chaos, it will split the pure and turbid air, and then evolve the world.

Based on his accumulation of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to support the evolution of the world of chaos. Probably only when he is promoted to become an Earth Immortal, will he be able to take this step and open up his own blessed land.

"It's almost over!"

Feng Bingwen looked up at the Heavenly Tribulation, the test and punishment of the practitioners had come to an end, even if he had made a move to provoke the majesty of the Heavenly Dao in the middle.

After all, his identity is different from that of most monks. Although he was born as an acquired soul, he has inherited the legacy of two innate souls.

This catastrophe made him lose the monk's awe of the catastrophe. After all, this thing didn't hurt him from the beginning to the end, but instead nourished his spirit continuously.

Even though the Heavenly Tribulation was roaring above his head at this moment, showing no signs of weakening, the moment his thoughts arose, Feng Bingwen knew that the Heavenly Tribulation would dissipate in a short time.

"I don't know how long I have survived this catastrophe!"

Feng Bingwen murmured softly, without the external reference and comparison, he had long ignored the passage of time, but he didn't care about it. His master had only lasted for seven days and seven nights when he crossed the catastrophe not long ago.

Although his talent was not as good as his master's at the beginning, he has already surpassed it after undertaking two major karmas. However, even if he is stronger than his master, it is estimated that it will not be too outrageous, and it will only be a few days longer.

Not long after Feng Bingwen felt something, hundreds of millions of thunderbolts fell in the sky, as if they were about to destroy the world, they stopped almost instantly, the flags and drums died down, and the noise turned from extreme noise to extreme silence, which made people feel shocked The time is a little uncomfortable.

The noisy sounds from afar also gathered into his sea of ​​consciousness along with Feng Bingwen's spreading perception, and he perceived the movement outside the tribulation site he chose almost instantly.

This is a very special experience. In a trance, Feng Bingwen only thinks that he has an illusion that he can control everything. Everything around him, nothing can escape his perception.

"Look, the calamity cloud has dissipated! That Supreme Daoist has successfully crossed the calamity!"

"How long did this take from start to finish?"

"If I remember correctly, the whole ten days and the moon are already comparable to the ancient sages. I heard that the Dao Zun who is too high is the same."

"Contemporary Taoists have the qualifications of Dao Zun?"

"Maybe, let's have a look first. If he survives, then he will be alive. If he becomes a handful of ashes, then everything will be over!"

"Alive, I feel it!"

An exclamation sounded, as if he couldn't believe it.

"how is this possible?"

"Amazing!"

"Is this really the person who crossed the catastrophe?"

When Feng Bingwen's figure appeared in the eyes of the many onlookers, many knowledgeable monks gasped, or were dumbfounded, and it was difficult to maintain their demeanor for a while.

Because he looked intact and his breath was round and flawless, the young Taoist gave them a faint sense of oppression and challenged their deep-rooted common sense of practice.

The catastrophe is a test for monks, and it is also a punishment.The monks who can lead to the catastrophe have already surpassed [-]% of the practitioners in the world, and the monks who can survive the catastrophe are the best among them.

But no matter how to survive the catastrophe, whether it is by relying on supernatural powers or mana, or by tricks, the monks who can survive the catastrophe, no matter how special they are, can survive until the catastrophe dissipates, and can survive the catastrophe. One breath is considered a success.

This is the case for most of the robbers. Some martial arts practitioners will even be chopped down to a few drops of blood. If there is no external supplement, even if they survive, they may burp.

Of course, these are all nonsense and common sense, but at this time, the young Taoist who stands tall in the sky, with immortal light blooming faintly on his body, golden lotus blooming under his feet as he walks, and forms the shape of a dragon and a tiger while the spiritual energy surges all over his body , breaks it all.

Among the monks watching around, most of them are from the big clans and sects, and none of them are superficial. They are all knowledgeable monks, but no matter how they watch, they can't see the slightest sign of weakness from Feng Bingwen at this time .

And this is contrary to common sense, because Heavenly Tribulation will adjust the strength according to the monks who crossed the catastrophe. The more talented monks will be struck by lightning, the harder they will be.

Even the former Daozi of Taishang Dao, who possessed the pulse condition of immortal grade, Huanggu, was paralyzed by the sky thunder. After the catastrophe dissipated, it took a while before he recovered.

"Xia Taishang Dao, Feng Bingwen met fellow Taoists, not long ago when I was walking in Bei Cangzhou, on a whim, I knew that I was in a hurry, so I had no choice but to choose this secluded place to cross the tribulation, but I didn't expect It still disturbs fellow Taoists and disturbs the peace of one party, I am really ashamed!"

There are many visions accompanying him. Although his face is immature, he is a young Taoist who cannot be underestimated. He is polite and bows to the monks who are quickly approaching him.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced around him. This swamp, which was originally full of poisonous miasma, was affected by thunder because of him. The terrain at this moment has long been changed. It can't be seen that it is a swamp, and there are lightning craters everywhere. , Glass-like crystals are everywhere.

"It's really Feng Daozi!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen personally admit his identity, a senior elder couldn't help but let out an exclamation. He looked at Feng Bingwen, as if he was paying homage to an immemorial god and demon who hadn't grown up yet, and his eyes were full of fear. It's incredible.

There are some things that cannot be faked, such as the Dao Rhyme of the Heavenly Tribulation left on the monks who have just passed through the Heavenly Tribulation, and the aura that cannot be perfectly restrained due to the rapid increase in mana after breaking through the realm.

"Like a fake replacement!"

Hearing that someone questioned his identity, Feng Bingwen couldn't help laughing himself. He has always acted ostentatiously, and hardly concealed his identity, unless there were special things to do, such as taking apprentices.

"Let me just say, the only one who can lead to such a catastrophe is the Taoist Feng!"

There was also an elder of the big faction who complimented Feng Bingwen almost undisguisedly, but no one cared about his attitude, and many people looked at Feng Bingwen with fiery eyes.

To some extent, the catastrophe can be regarded as a way to identify talent. The scale of the catastrophe, the intensity of the thunder, and the duration are all closely related to the monk's own talent, combat power, and potential. The stronger the better.

Feng Bingwen had just survived the mortal calamity, which had already proved to the onlookers how terrifying his talent was.

Even if there is an orthodox party behind him, those big clans and factions who are watching him have the intention of wooing him, even if it fails, they still want to make friends with him, get to know him, this is a profitable business.

"Exactly, old man, I had some unrealistic expectations before, wondering if my family's heirs could lead to this catastrophe. Now that I can see the real person, it is not surprising."

Another old man from a family complimented him, and at the same time invited Feng Bingwen,

"Seeing Daozi's expression, and thinking of those useless boys in my family, I can't help but want to beat my chest. I don't know if I can have the honor to ask Daozi to come to my Zhang family? So that those unfilial disciples of my Zhang family can experience it. My human race The arrogant demeanor of the first day!"

"You can save yourself. Your Zhang family is a million miles away from here. You let Taishang Daozi run so far to help you train your grandson? There is no need. If Daozi wants to rest, you can go to me. The royal family sit down!"

"My Beast King Palace sweeps the couch to welcome you..."

As soon as one person speaks, in this continent, it can also be regarded as a big force with a reputation and a reputation.They also opened their mouths to invite, and their attitudes were so enthusiastic that Feng Bingwen felt a little overwhelmed and unable to stand it for a while.

One level of realm and one level of heaven, although his identity has not changed, but the attitude of the people around him is completely different from before. If he was still at Yuandan cultivation base before, it would be difficult to receive such treatment.

"You have to find a suitable excuse to get out!"

Although he was sought after by many powerful forces in an instant and regarded as a guest of honor, Feng Bingwen didn't have the idea of ​​following their wishes, and wanted to go for a walk by himself and have a look.

If you agree to their request, you will be able to figure out if you follow, but Feng Bingwen, who understands cause and effect, has long understood that there is no free lunch in this world.

There will never be any pie in the sky, even if there is, it is poisonous pie, if you take an extra benefit, you will have to bear an extra share of karma, and you will have to pay it back in the future.

"You are Feng Bingwen who is too good? Looking at you, it seems that you are not very good!"

A sound that sounded like a phoenix singing, suppressed the noisy voices around Feng Bingwen in an instant, and at the same time attracted Feng Bingwen's attention. He raised his eyes and saw a woman in light green The girl in the dress stared at him with a pair of dark and bright almond eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you speak wild words here!"

Before Feng Bingwen could speak, an elder from a family frowned and sternly reprimanded him, but he didn't have the gentle and even flattering attitude in front of Feng Bingwen.

"presumptuous!"

"Insanity!"

"Where did the unreasonable person come from, plead guilty quickly!"

One person starts a group, and the others quickly follow up, as if they don't let the wind fall.

Although these old guys are enough to be called human spirits, they can also see that the girl's identity is extraordinary, and her strength is even a little unclear.

But with Feng Bingwen's performance just now, no matter how extraordinary the identity of the person in front of them is, there is no comparison. They know which side they should please and make friends with.

"Noisy!"

When the girl in the green skirt heard these voices scolding her, she frowned slightly, sniffed, seemed a little unhappy, raised her little hand, and waved it lightly.

Huang Niao Gaoge, who was standing next to Feng Bingwen just now, several elders of aristocratic families and elders of Dapai who spoke harshly, disappeared in an instant, and they were moved to nowhere.

"Okay, there are no people in the way, you can answer my question!"

With a wave of her hand, the girl who sent away nearly ten Dongxuan Realm cultivators said with a smile, she didn't care how many people she frightened with her casual wave just now.

"I, Feng Bingwen, should be the only Taishang Daoist. If the girl wants to look for me, that's right, but I searched the memory, it seems that I have never met the girl before, I don't know why the girl is looking for me? "

Even though the girl in front of him showed her amazing supernatural powers and even stunned the people around him, Feng Bingwen's attitude was very calm, and he didn't panic because of it.

"You are Feng Bingwen, so it means that I am not wrong. I didn't know you before, and we didn't have much contact with each other, but you little baby talked nonsense in front of the demon emperor before, and stained my sister's reputation. I came here specially to teach you a lesson, to show you some color!"

The girl in the green skirt is also a person of temperament. Regarding her intention of appearing here, she spoke directly without any concealment. As soon as these words were uttered, the monks who had gathered around Feng Bingwen looked at her. There was something wrong with his eyes.

The communication between the Taoist master and the demon emperor is naturally a secret, not everyone is qualified to know about it, not to mention that during the process, one of the little monks used it as an excuse to prevaricate the demon emperor.

"This……"

Hearing the origin and reason of the girl in front of him, Feng Bingwen was also slightly taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he probably knew what was going on, and hurriedly said,

"It happens for a reason, and I can explain it!"

"Okay, I'll listen to your explanation, but after I finish my lesson!"

The girl in the green skirt nodded, and then she didn't give Feng Bingwen a chance to speak again. She moved her lotus steps lightly, and in an instant, she crossed the distance between Feng Bingwen and her, and that slender figure appeared in front of Feng Bingwen. In front of him, the seemingly small palm slapped Feng Bingwen's chest.

Seeing the light palm that was about to fall on his chest, a strange look flashed in Feng Bingwen's eyes, he turned his palm over and greeted it.

boom--

It was as if tens of thousands of thunderbolts exploded together, enough to shake the world, and the waves that swept across the mountains spread. The many monks who had surrounded Feng Bingwen did not recover for a while, and were directly blown out.

Some monks with weaker cultivation bases vomited blood again and again in the air before they landed, and were directly injured, but this was just the aftermath of the fight between the two.

"Where is Your Highness Yingli?"

Feng Bingwen held the slender hand that seemed weak and boneless, but easily cracked the mountains and evaporated the rivers. After being hit by him, there was no scar on the palm of this hand.

"Let go, you apprentice!"

The girl in the light green dress saw that her palm was being held, and she twitched it lightly, but she was unable to break free, so she immediately gave Feng Bingwen a somewhat embarrassed look. Her prediction seemed to be more terrifying than the rumors.

"Please also answer my question!"

(End of this chapter)