I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 447 "My Heavenly Father"

His master's cold and ruthless response made Feng Bingwen feel very sad, and he couldn't help but think about when did his master become so unkind, obviously it wasn't like this at the beginning.

He still remembered that when he first met Zhao Junxian, he saved his master, um, greatly shortened the time for his master to recuperate, and then got a chance to give advice.

That was the beginning of Feng Bingwen's real rise and transformation. In that short month, Feng Bingwen was led by his master to formally embark on the path of cultivation, no longer ignorant and passively using the power of Dragon Ball.

I remember that his master was still very enthusiastic at that time, no matter what weird questions he asked, Zhao Junxian was able to answer his doubts very peacefully.

It's like he doesn't care about it like now, it's like practicing the legendary Taishang Wangqing.

Of course, this kind of practice method that abandons human nature and conforms to the way of heaven is rejected by monks. Even if it can improve the efficiency of practice to some extent, and even make up for some defects in talent, few people will do it. After all, there is no emotion. , this longevity is meaningless.

"Master, I would like to ask you for the method of practicing incarnation of Dharma!"

His master is so clean and neat, Feng Bingwen doesn't drag his feet, so as not to delay his master's practice.

"..."

There was silence in Fayin, Feng Bingwen did not continue to harass, but waited patiently.

"Come to my blessed place!"

Soon, Feng Bingwen got a reply that he got what he wanted.

"Where are you in the blessed place? I'll go to see you now!"

Feng Bingwen's eyes were shining, and he stood up impatiently. As for the monkey head beside him, he continued to ignore it.

There is no way, if this monkey is put into his Sumeru Land, he feels that those little people will have no way out, this monkey's temperament is too weird, if it goes in, God knows how many little people will be there.

"master!"

"I'm going to visit my master, I'll talk about your matter later!"

Feng Bingwen walked out of the Dao Palace, that is, the moment his figure stepped out, a golden rainbow spread from an endless distance, and finally stopped at Feng Bingwen's feet, turning into a spacious golden road.

"Yuan Sheng!"

Feng Bingwen stepped on Jinhong, looked back at the monkey that was chasing him, with an embarrassed smile on his face,

"My master has something to invite, but I have no choice but to go first. Don't worry about your affairs. If you promise, the master will naturally do it. Don't worry!"

After a few perfunctory words, Feng Bingwen stepped onto Jinhong, and disappeared in place in an instant, leaving behind a grinning monkey and a group of followers who rushed over.

"Master, is this your blessed land?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen, who let his followers dove, stood on the top of a majestic fairy mountain, looking enviously at the giant moving below, and a faint green lemon smell permeated the air.

"Ok!"

Beside Feng Bingwen, a young Taoist who seemed to be about the same age as Feng Bingwen, dressed plainly, sat cross-legged on a slanting thuja so casually, with a sense of tranquility and inaction. , the natural Dao rhyme that is indisputable from the world is faintly revealed!
"If only I had a fairy father too!"

Feng Bingwen looked at the giant below, and said sourly, his eyes were slightly red.

There is no way, it is also a blessed land, the blessed land he allocated is too different from the blessed land owned by his master, and they cannot be compared at all.

Although Feng Bingwen learned from the mouth of the Taoist master that there was a group of giants with no more than a thousand people living in the blessed land assigned by his master, Feng Bingwen didn't pay much attention at that time, after all, for the human race, Anyone with a height of about one foot can be called a giant.

But today, Feng Bingwen has the cheek to enter the blessed land managed by his father and master, and see what the giants in it look like!
It's not high, and it's only a hundred feet per capita. It may be a bit short of shouldering the sea or something, but it's no problem to gather a few people and easily flatten a few mountains.

Just pick one of these giants at random, even if it looks like a child with no teeth, just throw it into his Sumeru Land, and if nothing else, it will easily destroy several countries. no problem.

What is the gap?It's called a gap!
The same is the distribution of blessed land. His master has a fairy father, and a group of giants who are suspected of having ancient bloodlines are directly stuffed under him. After the Jiazi period expires, some of them can even be taken away.

And him?A group of villains were assigned to his subordinates. Although there are a large number of them, there is no advantage other than the number. He has worked hard and tossed for decades. Maybe it is very likely that he is not as good as his master Moyu .

There is no way, the gap between races is really too big, although it is not impossible to bridge, but the price that needs to be paid to make up for this gap is too great.

How can a villain who is only three inches tall beat a giant with an average height of [-] feet?
almost impossible!
Looking at the giants moving in the mountains, Feng Bingwen's eyes became more and more strange. These giants are like melting pots of blood and energy. Even if they don't do anything, the aura emitted by them can distort the void.

Feng Bingwen looked very envious. This group of giants definitely has a very good bloodline. Even if they don't do anything, they can still wrestle with the immortal monks.

What Feng Bingwen envied the most was that his master could choose a part of them for his servants.

In such a comparison, those villains in his blessed land who are not even as good as hand-made figures are simply invisible.

How much resources he had to fill in, how much energy he spent, so that those little guys could not be directly punched when they faced the giant sitting down by his master.

Oh, no, the premise of blowing up is to be seen by those giants. To those giants, a three-inch villain is no different from dust, and it can be ignored.

"Um!?"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's sour voice, the young monk sitting cross-legged on the thuja turned his head with some doubts.

"What are you talking about?"

"Master, do you know what ethnic group lives in the blessed land I have allocated?"

Feng Bingwen said in a quiet tone, his eyes had already turned a little blue.

He was thinking, if he relied on his master's status as Kaishan's great disciple and the only disciple, if he asked for it, how likely he was to ask for it from his master, and he didn't want many giants.

98 people is enough. He doesn't know if this number is correct, but he knows that this number can definitely guarantee the continuation of the blood of a group!
Of course, Feng Bingwen also knew that he was thinking farts, even his master might not be able to take away nearly one-tenth of the giants, let alone him.

"What ethnic group?"

Zhao Junxian's head has been turned back, his eyes are empty, looking at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in front of him, as well as the giant race that inhabits and breeds in it, and the wild relics for their hunting and predation.

"Little people!"

As he said that, Feng Bingwen gestured with his hands, his words revealed a bit of grievance,

"Three inches tall villain!"

"Three inches?"

Zhao Junxian, who had a calm expression on his face and felt that the Taoist rhyme was everywhere in the blessed land, was also shocked. He turned his head in astonishment, and then he looked down at a giant with a body as tall as 180 feet walking down the mountain, and then he understood Now, why does my apprentice look like this.

"Since they can enter the blessed land, these little people must have something special!"

"It is indeed special. Their aptitude is similar to that of the human race, and they can practice. It took me ten days to collect 65 villains with the aptitude to become immortals!"

Feng Bingwen truthfully told the situation of his blessed land.

There is no other meaning, he just wants to show his misery, to arouse his master's sympathy and the meaning of licking the calf. If possible, his master thinks that he has messed up too badly, so he asks his old fairy father, Maybe help him change a blessed place.

"65 bits, which is also very good!"

Zhao Junxian nodded, and the astonishment on his face gradually faded away. That's right, there must be something special about being able to sneak into the blessed land of Dao Zun.

"Master, he only has the aptitude to become an immortal, not an immortal. I'm afraid less than one-tenth of those who can truly unleash this potential!"

Feng Bingwen said miserable, he really felt miserable.

Talent only determines the upper limit of a person's ultimate achievements, but in fact, most people can't reach this upper limit after exhausting their entire lives.

"The time is short, and you will definitely be able to dig out more villains with good aptitude in the future. After training them, you will naturally have a power that can be used in your hands!"

Zhao Junxian said casually that he didn't really pay much attention to these things, including those giants below that made Feng Bingwen so greedy that his eyes started to glow green, he didn't care too much, after all, his father was a fairy!

Not to mention anything else, he knew that in the hands of his celestial father, there was a divine army composed of gods. Those gods were not incense gods who would soften without the sacrifices of mortals, but those who had legitimate orders. The mountains and rivers are righteous.

There is no way, the Celestial Immortal can open up a cave, and if he wants, it is not difficult to mass-produce a group of landscape gods. Compared with them, even these giants with wild blood are not enough.

"..."

Hearing what his master said, Feng Bingwen resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He felt like a starving man who had been hungry for a few days, looking at the rich young man in front of him telling him why he should not eat minced meat.

So what if he worked so hard to train those villains with good aptitude, it wasn't enough to slap the giant who just walked past under their feet, the gap between the races was so big that he despaired.

"I shouldn't have let the Taoist choose for me in the first place, I should have chosen by myself!"

Feng Bingwen couldn't help muttering to himself, originally he didn't have such feelings of resentment, but after seeing his master's blessed land, he changed his mind, there was no way, the difference was too great.

When he was so old, it was hard for him not to think about whether he was missing a fairy father compared with his own master?
The most dignified Taoist sect, the Immortal Sect, turned out to be engaging in nepotism behind the scenes.Of course, the most irritating thing is that because he was young in the beginning, he doesn't have strong thighs now, and he can't engage in nepotism, so the Taoist follow reasonable procedures.

"Did the Taoist Lord help you choose the blessed land you are in charge of? I think it's good!"

"Yeah, choose one of the two, I should come by myself, I haven't asked what ethnic group lives in the other blessed land that can be chosen!"

Feng Bingwen felt that the Taishang Daoist had failed his trust in him. Any ethnic group would be better than the small human race. Anyway, the populations that can be mixed into the blessed land of Dao Zun have their own uniqueness.

"You choose one of the two? That's a coincidence, as a teacher, you also chose one of the two!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen mentioned the Taoist Lord, Zhao Junxian immediately started to talk about sex,
"But I made the choice myself, I didn't let the Taoist master do it for me!"

"Master, this blessed land was chosen back then, so what about the other blessed land for you to choose?"

Feng Bingwen asked curiously, even if he knew that the situation would be very shocking, he couldn't bear his restless curiosity. He wanted to know how corrupt the No. [-] Xianzong of the human race would be?
"The second blessed place I chose back then was called Wanlong Pond. It was a vast ocean with few places to stay. The water vapor was too heavy, so my teacher didn't like it very much, so I chose this place right now. !"

"Wanlongchi?"

Just by hearing the name, Feng Bingwen knew that this blessed land that his master disliked at that time must be more than a hundred times stronger than the Sumeru blessed land that he controls now.

"The name is just to fool people, you don't have to worry about it, there isn't even a real dragon in it!"

There was a look of disgust in Zhao Junxian's eyes, explaining to his disciples, there is no need to worry about it, Lilliputian is really pretty good, at least he thinks it's pretty good.

"Even if there are no real dragons, there must be flood dragons, and there are not a few of them!"

Feng Bingwen said quietly, he has already seen clearly this corrupt and depraved world, nepotism is everywhere, and the Supreme Immortal Sect, this holy land of immortality is also not exempt from vulgarity.

"There are only a few hundred dragons in it, and some dragon species thrown in to make up the number are actually big snakes. Wanlongchi is purely for fooling people. I don't know which senior ruined the blessed land left by Dao Zun into this Second look!"

Zhao Junxian sighed, hearing Feng Bingwen's heart scratching a lot. At the beginning, Dao mainly put the option of Wanlongchi in front of him, so he must have chosen it with his eyes closed.

He has never seen anything good, and he doesn't dislike the Ten Thousand Dragon Pool, which is useless even for real dragons!
"Okay, master, let's get down to business, don't show off your fairy father to me anymore!"

Feng Bingwen raised his hand and pressed his chest, it's okay, there are still some villains with good aptitude, who have cultivated to the extreme, and have never been able to kill gods and demons one day.

"When did I show off my father to you?"

Zhao Junxian asked with a frown.

"Although you didn't mention a single word, you said everything!"

(End of this chapter)