I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 469 Defeating Lord Luo Ming
Thin gray and black smog floats, and dark vegetation grows on the gloomy land. Under the shroud of mist, the twisted trees are like ghost claws protruding from the ground, as if there are evil spirits unwilling to resign Return to the ground.

boom--

Accompanied by a bang, a pitch-black crack spread in the air, and then brilliant power burst out from the crack, sweeping away the filth and filth within a radius of a hundred feet in an instant, and the sunlight that fell from the sky became a bit brighter. .

"What the hell is this place?"

Because of his ethereal demeanor and handsome face, the Taoist, who could tell at a glance that he was an ordinary person, stepped out of the gradually spreading crack and landed on the dead land. After looking around, he couldn't help but speak.

This is not just to vent and complain, Feng Bingwen glanced over and saw tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts, this is a veritable haunted place!

"do not know!"

A lazy voice sounded in Taoist's body, and upon hearing such a response, Feng Bingwen's face turned dark immediately.

"You sent me here, and you tell me now that you don't know?"

"The last time I went to the site of Nether Road, I forgot how long ago it was. I just remember the approximate location. I will send you to a similar place, and you can search around by yourself."

"You can't send me to the gate of the Nether Dao?"

"What are you talking about? Do you think Nether Dao is your family's cave? You can enter if you want! Although I have this ability, if you get into trouble, do you think your little arms and legs can carry it?"

"Okay, I see, I'll look around again!"

Feng Bingwen didn't want to continue to wrestle with this fairy artifact. Judging from the surrounding environment, the general location should be good, which fits the style of Nether Way.

"You are looking for you, but you have to give me part of your mana, I am exhausted!"

Feng Bingwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked a direction at random, and walked forward, but he relaxed his control over Dantian Qihai and let it run on its own.

"where is this place?"

After walking straight for a hundred miles, I don't know how many ghosts and ghosts were built along the way, and even saw a few ghost cities with ghostly aura. Feng Bingwen immediately sensed that something was wrong. In that round of gloomy day, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

The monks of the Nether Dao have been dealing with the death energy of Yin and Ming all the year round. Compared with other monks of the Taoist sect, the style of the monks of this sect is really difficult to get close to, and it is understandable that their sect is different from the normal Xianzong.

However, Feng Bingwen has now explored such a vast area, and has not even explored the border. If such a vast land is in the Nine Continents, it is unimaginable, because this is the soil where living people cannot survive and reproduce.

This kind of thing is a taboo, but looking at the dim sun above his head, Feng Bingwen knew that the area he was in should be rather special, not a secret place, but better than a secret place.

It is roughly similar to the mountain gate of the Supreme Dao. Without invitation and permission, even if you want to worship the mountain, you can't even find the door.

And this land of the underworld is a secret land that cannot be detected or reached by mortals and ordinary monks.And Feng Bingwen relied on a psychic artifact to enter this place.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass in the quiet fairyland!"

Just as Feng Bingwen was thinking, a loud shout came from below, Feng Bingwen looked over, and saw a big ghost riding billowing black smoke, soaring up into the sky, heading straight for him .

"Little ghost, you have a lot of guts!"

Seeing this ghost that is qualified to occupy a city and be king in a remote place, Feng Bingwen stretched out his palm and grabbed it, and the ubiquitous ghostly spirit in this place came under his control and transformed into a ghost. Make a tangible chain, and after the big ghost is tied up, seal its yin body.

"I was looking for a local Yin spirit to ask some questions. It's just right for you to come and save me a lot of trouble!"

He stepped into the sky aggressively and wanted to ask Feng Bingwen's Yin spirit. He was originally three feet tall, with blue-faced fangs, and looked very fierce, but at this moment, Feng Bingwen directly held it in his hand, leaving only a small ball. Ugly faces emerge.

But because it is too small, it doesn't have the slightest bit of fierceness, but it looks a little funny, which makes people want to laugh.

"Shangxian, spare me!"

The big ghost felt that he couldn't exert even a trace of yin energy from his whole body, and even the surrounding world was oppressing him, and his mind suddenly panicked.

This kind of coercion can only be felt when the immortals in the upper realm are patrolling the lower realms, but the immortal in front of him is obviously different from those ordinary immortals in the lower realm.

It was precisely when he noticed the abnormality that he rushed forward enthusiastically without even knowing the situation, because if there was something wrong with it, he would capture it and report it, which might be a great achievement, even Can get the method of cultivating ghosts and immortals.

"Answer my question. If I am satisfied, I will spare your life. If not, I will let you taste the real fire!"

Feng Bingwen raised his hand and shook it, a ray of real fire from the sun flashed away at his fingertips, and in the other hand, there was a group of big ghosts, with a look of panic on his face, he felt , the power that can make his ghost body disappear in an instant.

"Shangxian, if you ask me, I will know everything and say everything!"

The ghost trembled and felt uneasy.

"Let me ask you, is this place under the jurisdiction of Nether Dao?"

"Shangxian, are you talking about the Netherworld?"

Hearing the words, the big ghost lifted his spirits, and then asked cautiously.

"Nether world? It should be good!"

Hearing this address, Feng Bingwen was slightly taken aback, and then laughed. He didn't know whether it was a name among these ghosts or ghosts, or it was done by the monks of Youming Tao.

"Shangxian came to the lower realm, but he wanted to visit the immortals from the upper realm. If so, then you are on the wrong path!"

The ghost looked at Feng Bingwen's expression, but he didn't notice any killing intent. Instead, he had an ethereal and ethereal aura that he had never seen before. Compared with those immortals in the upper realm, he was more immortal.

"You little ghost, you are also clever. You are right. I did go the wrong way. Do you have a way to communicate with the immortals in the upper world? Quickly send a message!"

"Shangxian, I have sent a message to the upper realm before I came up, if my prediction is not bad, there should be a fairy descending soon, you only need to wait for a while."

The evil ghost showed a flattering smile, but such a flattering smile appeared on his ugly face, which was even more ridiculous, and Feng Bingwen couldn't help laughing.

"The immortals from the lower world you said came to capture me, right?"

Feng Bingwen can't figure it out, although this ghost looks reckless, but it is also rough and thin, and there is a dog in the recklessness, if he didn't overturn the car in an instant, his behavior like this can make a good future for himself.

"Shangxian, you misunderstood me. I don't have any disrespect for you. When I was just below, I saw that you are not an ordinary person. You must have come to visit friends from other fairy worlds!"

"It's really good to talk nonsense!"

Feng Bingwen felt better after hearing the flattering nonsense. He looked up to the sky, and saw a gray beam of light descending from the sky high in the sky, spreading along with it, as well as those within a radius of a hundred miles. The ghosts feel depressed, the trembling Xianwei!
"Where is the fellow Taoist? Come to the door without warning!"

Amidst the surging and turbulent light, a seemingly insignificant figure with a sense of existence that cannot be ignored looked at Feng Bingwen, as if his eyes fell on him, as if there was a slight movement, and a thunderbolt would strike him .

"Too Shangdao, Feng Bingwen, I have met my senior!"

When the beam of light fell and the immortal within it appeared, Feng Bingwen felt that the dark air around him began to repel and squeeze him in turn, as if everything was beginning to harbor ill will towards him.

It's just that the taste that seemed to be crushed by everything around him quickly disappeared as Feng Bingwen came to the house, but Feng Bingwen still couldn't control the aura around him.

"How can a monk who is too good to appear here?"

Puzzled voices sounded in the sky, and they were not as vigilant as before, because Feng Bingwen did not hide himself from the beginning to the end, so the aura on his body could be discerned quickly, verifying the words in his mouth.

"Feng Bingwen? I seem to have heard your name somewhere!"

"The younger generation is not talented, and once served as the Supreme Daozi!"

Feng Bingwen cupped his hands, with a humble tone and a respectful attitude.

He came here this time with a need for others. He wanted to see other people's sect classics, but there was a mistake in the first step of the visit, but it was not a big problem, and Taishang Dao's face was big enough.

"It turned out to be you, this seat remembered!"

The majestic gray-white beam of light that pierced the sky disappeared without a trace, and then a majestic middle-aged figure in a pitch-black crown appeared. He appeared ten feet in front of Feng Bingwen as if teleporting.

"You actually broke through to the Profound Cave Realm? So fast?"

The immortal with a bushy beard, handsome appearance, and majesty like Yan Luo's living voice couldn't hide his surprise.

"I got a little chance, and I was lucky enough to cultivate Dongxuan!"

Feng Bingwen said in a modest tone.

"There is no such thing as a fluke, I have a disciple of your generation, but he is just preparing for the matter of alchemy, but you are beyond his two realms, hey!"

Immortal Yan Luo looked Feng Bingwen up and down in amazement, as if looking at something rare.

"But for the time being, it's just a few steps more than people of the same generation, it's nothing!"

"Let's not talk about this, I can't see your kind of arrogance the most. Even though you are the same generation of champions, you still don't care about it. How can you make me feel like a mediocre person who has to spend more than half of my lifespan to barely keep up? "

"Senior is already an immortal. With your qualifications, if you call yourself a mediocre person, there is probably no one in this world who is worthy of being a genius, and no one has the face to be called a genius!"

Feng Bingwen laughed dryly, knowing that he was a bit too modest.

"Yes, you are, how long have you been cultivating?"

"Less than one year old?"

"I don't even have half a Jiazi!"

"..."

Feng Bingwen smiled, and his silence was an acquiesce. He also knew that his age combined with his cultivation was a bit eye-catching.

"Okay, the polite words are over, now it's time to talk about business!"

With big shoulders and round waist, and the power of not being angry, the smiling expression on the face of a fairy like Yan Luo disappeared instantly, and became serious. Feng Bingwen looked at his face, unconsciously a little nervous.

Among other things, as long as the appearance of this immortal is painted as a portrait and pasted on the door, it can suppress ghosts and evil spirits, which makes people feel safe.

"How did you appear here? Without permission, even my Nether Dao disciples are not allowed to enter!"

"So that seniors can know that I borrowed the power of a fairy weapon. I wanted to save some time, but I didn't expect to enter here by mistake. If I offend you, seniors, please forgive me!"

Feng Bingwen cupped his hands, as if he had entered into some extraordinary place.

"What fairy artifact?"

"Little Jiezi, it's been a long time. Why did you turn into such a shabby look? I remember when I first met you, you were still very cute and sculpted?"

After the voice of inquiry fell, a voice with a bit of ridicule sounded out. Under Feng Bingwen's speechless gaze, a tripod with three legs and two ears came out of his body dangling.

"Yuxu Immortal Cauldron?!"

The Immortal of the Youming Dao recognized the Immortal Cauldron at a glance. They are both Taoist Immortals. The basic cultivation methods of each school and sect, as well as the top immortal artifacts, are not much different from each other.

"Do you still remember me? Back then, you were a senior chasing after me. I was in a good mood and even rewarded you with a magical power. Is this your attitude now?"

The voice of Yuxu Xianding's dissatisfaction sounded, but it was a condescending attitude, and the elder reprimanded the younger.

"Junior, beat Lord Luo Ming and meet Senior Yuxu!"

Feng Bingwen watched the earth fairy with a rough face, the muscles on his face twitched twice, and then he bowed his hands and saluted the fairy cauldron above Feng Bingwen's head as a disciple.

The grace of preaching has never been forgotten.Although for the other party, it may be a trivial matter, but for the little monk back then, it was a major opportunity to change his path.

"It's boring, it's straight-forward, not as clever and cute as when I was a child!"

Seeing this still respectful Earth Immortal in front of him, Yuxu Immortal Cauldron was very bored. This was no longer the little monk in his impression who was haunted by a female ghost and could blush.

Although judging from the breath of the soul, they are still the same person, but in Yuxu Xianding's view, there is already an essential difference between the two.

"Let the seniors down!"

"I sent this kid here. I seem to have been here before, but I can't remember clearly. He wanted to come to Nether Dao to read the classics about reincarnation, so I sent him here."

After a simple conversation, Xianding, who was originally interested in coming, suddenly felt bored, and directly stated Feng Bingwen's purpose, and took all the faults on himself by the way.

(End of this chapter)