I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 475: Chance Tribulation?

"Look, boy Feng, isn't your chance here?"

Yuxu Immortal Cauldron hanging above Feng Bingwen's head laughed loudly, and the fairy light shot from his body turned into a quaint twelve-story pagoda covered with golden divine patterns.

Ancient, barbaric, bloody, slaughtering, sacred, and many other strange auras are mixed in this fairy artifact, creating a unique aura.

But at this moment, this piece of ancient immortal energy is like a bird that doesn't know.Like a glutton who protects what, he gulped down the essence of the big kun skeleton that had been cut off from all the rotten flesh and blood, leaving only the skeleton.

And as the big Kun's skeleton gradually turned into ashes and drifted away, a layer of hazy luster appeared on the already dazzling ancient fairy artifact again, and it became more crystal clear, as if carved from precious jade.

"It's not my chance, it's the tower's chance!"

Feng Bingwen replied that the scene in front of him was a bit unexpected. Originally, the ancient fairy weapon could not keep up with his pace, but now it seems that it was wrong.

"What's the difference? Isn't this little guy yours?"

The Yuxu Immortal Cauldron floated up and down on top of Feng Bingwen's head, with a bit of interest in his tone.

As a psychic fairy artifact, his attitude towards the fairy artifact in Feng Bingwen's hands was like looking at a young junior who was toddling.

Even if this fairy artifact might have been cast and formed earlier than him, the ranking of seniority between fairy artifacts generally depends on the time when their spirituality was conceived and formed, and the strength of their respective spirituality.

In this regard, the Yuxu Immortal Cauldron definitely has the qualification to overlook the ancient sword tower. After all, this ancient immortal artifact does not even have a complete will, it can only convey vague consciousness, and cannot communicate smoothly with monks comminicate.

As for those magic tools and treasures that haven't even conceived spirituality, in the eyes of Yuxu Xianding, they are not even considered similar, they are just some dead objects and utensils.

There are many ways to make a magic weapon give birth to spirituality and give birth to a complete will, such as years of tempering and baptism, the user's careful maintenance, and of course, the simplest and crudest way is to upgrade its grade.

Originally, Feng Bingwen didn't plan to do anything with this ancient sword tower. Although he had the heavenly book in his hand, the limited resources had to be invested in the most suitable position.

As a monk, it is natural to focus on one's own cultivation. Feng Bingwen intends to accumulate enough good deeds in the current state, and then when he is about to break through the status of the earth fairy, he will turn it into a foundation in one fell swoop.

He didn't intend to pour resources into an immortal artifact. No matter how good the immortal artifact was, it was still a foreign object. When he could quickly improve his cultivation, there was no need to disperse his energy on this aspect.

If he can't move forward for a long period of time, he can start to refine it, find a way to improve the grade of the magic weapon in his hand, and enhance his own combat power.

"What you said is not bad, but what I am looking forward to is to quickly improve the opportunities I have accumulated in the current realm."

Feng Bingwen nodded his head, he accepted Yuxu Xianding's words, the benefit fell to the fairy artifact, it was no different from falling into his hands.

"How do you know that there is no chance you want here?"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's greedy and dissatisfied words, Yuxu Xianding asked meaningfully.

"This...you are right!"

Feng Bingwen was reminded by this, and immediately looked around with bright eyes, but he couldn't see the edge, only the vast mountains, vast plains, and undulating hills.

"Then what are you waiting for here? People let you in, but they don't want you to behave like a guest!"

Yuxu Xianding encouraged him, he couldn't see everything in front of him clearly, and he couldn't understand it, but he couldn't abandon Feng Bingwen, so he could only take a good look at this world from Feng Bingwen's perspective.

If the Netherworld is successful, even if it’s just a small Netherworld, Taishang Dao can’t stay out of it and ignore it. After all, the authority involved in it is too great, and it must be supervised to prevent some people from taking advantage of it. If reincarnation is chaotic, then The harm to the human race is simply incalculable.

Feng Bingwen was brought in at this time, probably because of similar considerations. Those old antiques of the Nether Dao may understand that this matter cannot be done safely, and must be introduced to the Supreme Dao, otherwise other immortal sects will not ignore it.

"Rush up!"

Hearing the encouraging tone, Feng Bingwen rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Stepping on a sword light, he dragged himself back to the ancient sword tower in his hand obediently after eating and drinking, and turned to the earth. Dive down below.

hold head high!
A long neigh sounded, and then a long nose with jet-black crystal luster was thrown from below the ground, like a toppled pillar of heaven, smashed down by the wind.

Clang!
The Demon Slaying Sword turned into a thousand-foot sword light and soared into the sky, and the sword grew on the dark sky pillar, making the sound of metal and stone colliding. Feng Bingwen followed the long nose and saw In the dark mountains, a giant elephant with stiff limbs and shriveled body was staring straight at him.

"White Jade Elephant!"

Looking at the colossal statue that could overturn the mountains while walking, with a faint luster of jade, and six ivory tusks growing on both sides of the tip of its nose, Feng Bingwen recognized its origin at a glance.

This family has a great connection with Buddhism, and many virtuous people in Buddhism, such as Bodhisattva and Arhat, like to catch a white jade elephant as a mount, and their love for it is second only to the golden lion.

Being favored by the Buddhist sect, this family can be said to have lived a rather nourishing life compared to other ancient alien species. Although they are often denounced as lackeys of the Buddhist sect, that is a real benefit.

However, this holy elephant in front of me is not as nourishing as other surviving siblings, and I don't know where the ghost got its corpse, buried it in this piece of netherworld, and made it reborn from the corpse Out of wisdom.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Feng Bingwen. He doesn't care about such things. With the size of Nether Dao, it is not surprising that hundreds of corpses with mythical bloodlines are buried in them. Qualifications and sufficient capital.

At this moment, Feng Bingwen is just happy to see Liexin. The grade of the ancient sword tower in his hand has been improved. It is easy to say, as long as he hunts those remnants with strong bloodlines.

But as far as the current atmosphere of the world is concerned, how easy is it to hunt and kill a mythical remnant that is powerful enough? Killing is very simple, but after killing, how to deal with it?This is the most important thing, and a little carelessness will lead to disputes and bloody conflicts.

But at this moment, looking at these mythical remnants that were buried in the underworld and then crawled out of the soil again, those original scruples naturally disappeared.

cut!
Feng Bingwen grasped the sword formula with his hands, his eyes were shining with brilliance, and the ancient sword tower that had just eaten and drunk also burst out an unprecedented fierce sword energy, assisting Feng Bingwen to once again deploy a murderous aura soaring to the sky Kendo killing array.

A dharma sword that was only three feet long was manifested, and under the blessing of the kendo formation, it instantly turned into a ten-foot giant sword, and shot towards the roaring white jade elephant, sealing it Everywhere there is a possible direction of escape.

Although this white jade elephant didn't want to run away, but wanted to smash Feng Bingwen to the death, devouring his blood and energy.

And this is enough to show that this sacred elephant has not been revived for too long, and its spiritual intelligence may not be as good as that of a seven or eight-year-old human child.

It was precisely because of this that he followed his instincts. After seeing Feng Bingwen, a lively creature, he couldn't wait to launch an attack.

But Feng Bingwen likes these simple and straightforward undead very much, he just doesn't do much to force him, and he doesn't say a word of nonsense.And if you are about to be beaten to death, you won't run away.

This saves him a lot of time. As we all know, defeating and killing are not at the same level of difficulty, and the latter is several times more difficult than the former.

"Hahaha!"

Accompanied by a slightly excited laugh, the white jade elephant, whose physique is tough enough to rival the golden body of arhats in Buddhism, finally left behind enough blood to fill a lake, like pushing a golden mountain and pouring a jade pillar lie down.

Then, during the fight just now, the ancient sword tower, which could be said to be assisting with all its strength, turned into a beam of sword light, rushed to the corpse of the white jade idol, swallowed the remaining essence in it, and the light it bloomed suddenly changed again. It got a little more blazing.

And seeing the power of the ancient fairy weapon in his hand further strengthened, Feng Bingwen felt relieved, but couldn't help feeling a little worried.

After all, although he has gained such a rich harvest after two battles, for him, there is almost no danger, it is no different from picking it up for nothing. Such a great benefit, he just picked it up so easily , which made him a little uneasy.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen couldn't help it, and was a little worried about gains and losses.

"I beheaded two heads, no, three powerful Yin corpses, and returned Huo Huo's cleanness, so that they would never have a chance to be resurrected. This is a bit too much. Will the Nether Dao tolerate me continuing to stay? it's here?"

"What do you think about so much, keep killing you, even if you want to drive you away, you have to get enough benefits, you can't come here for nothing!"

Yuxu Immortal Cauldron didn't take it seriously.

"You're right, I should hurry up now, don't waste it!"

After thinking about it, Feng Bingwen communicated with the ancient sword tower whose spirituality had also grown slightly,
"Don't chew it slowly, chew it down, save it, and after you go out, you can digest it slowly. I will take you to hunt more ghost corpses first."

hum!
The ancient sword tower, which received Feng Bingwen's order, immediately trembled, and circles of glorious light bloomed from it. If you take a closer look, you can find that there are strands of sword energy as thin as a cow's hair .

"Don't play with me, I don't have so much time for you to waste here, if you want to eat more, just be obedient!"

Feng Bingwen carefully perceived the emotions conveyed by this ancient fairy weapon, and then said with a frown.

The age of this fairy artifact is indeed long enough, but because it suffered too much damage in the ancient wars, it was broken. Now after recasting, the spirituality born is like a young child, with some So a little willful.

Of course, as a fairy artifact, the spirituality bred is quite obedient. As long as Feng Bingwen's attitude is a little tougher, he will naturally be subdued.

"go!"

Feng Bingwen caught the sword qi escaping continuously, and conveyed to him the ancient pagoda with the idea of ​​"I'm too full, give me a while to digest", and turned towards the dark and dark mountains in the distance under the gray sky. go in.

It's a massacre!

At least in the eyes of Lian Chan and Lian Jie's Feng Bingwen, he didn't even take a look at those weak ghosts, even if he shot them, it would be of no benefit to wipe them out, after all, this is not the human world.

There is a slightly special terrain here, as long as the Yin Qi accumulates more densely, many ghosts and spirits will naturally be born.
However, Feng Bingwen, with the idea of ​​looking for opportunities and accumulating background information, soon changed when he found a cold corpse.

"Boy Feng, something is wrong!"

When Feng Bingwen stood in front of the corpse with bright clothes and a faint layer of magic light, and kept examining and sizing it up, the thoughts conveyed by the Yuxu Immortal Cauldron hanging above his head became a little dignified.

"There's something wrong, if I'm not mistaken, this seems to be a disciple of Nether Dao!"

"Remove the appearance, this is the disciple of the Nether Dao. There are traces left in his body after the operation of the Nether Dao Dharma Gate. His soul has been broken!"

"What happened here?"

After confirming this point, Feng Bingwen frowned tightly, and a sense of crisis naturally emerged.

Even though the previous scene was terrifying, Feng Bingwen, who had seen similar scenes, didn't feel anything at all. There are simply too many tricks that the powerful can play, so it's not surprising.

But now, it's different. Not long ago, a disciple of the Nether Dao who still had a living life died here tragically. This is completely different from the nature of the death of thousands of Yin spirits under the wash of the Yin Qi Waterfall.

Yes, even if it is so cruel, even thousands of ghosts can't compare with a monk who has achieved a little bit of cultivation.

The Almighty opened up the experimental field, and in an instant, thousands of Yin souls flew away. This matter was spread, and no one would say anything, but if it killed the disciple, hehe, then it would not be a matter of bad reputation .

Let's put it this way, even the demonic sects that treat human life like nothing will expressly prohibit it. Whether the monks with advanced cultivation levels bully the weak and weak monks can be strictly enforced is another matter, but this is the taboo of all sects.

"Take two steps forward!"

Yuxu Xianding reminded that Feng Bingwen did what he said, and then his complexion suddenly became more dignified, because he saw more corpses, some of them had more cumbersome clothing patterns, and obviously had a higher status .

"I said, senior, we should go!"

Something was wrong, Feng Bingwen made a decisive decision and was ready to run away.

"Well, good! Wait a minute!"

(End of this chapter)