I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 506
Heavenly Tribulation!

This is a test that every monk who sets foot on the immortal way must face, and it can also be said to be a punishment from the heavenly way.As an acquired being, but delusional to live forever, this will naturally have to pay a price.

When setting foot on the immortal way, a monk has to face a test of catastrophe. If he passes it, he can prolong his life for thousands of years.

And when you take another solid step in seeking longevity in the immortal way, the heavenly way will also give a test, or punishment.

At this time, some monks no longer have to passively accept the test from heaven.

In the process of breaking through, all the monks who open up the blessed land can hide in the blessed land and temporarily avoid the catastrophe. This is also one of the most important functions of the blessed land for the monks.

However, this is a test from the Dao of Heaven, and it can only be postponed for a period of time. It is impossible to really avoid it, unless there are monks who are willing to spend this life in the surrounding land they have opened up, without taking another step.

But in fact, among the monks who can step into this realm, which one is not amazingly talented, even if some of them didn't start very well, they have reached this step by virtue of their outstanding characteristics, which should not be underestimated.

Even though the catastrophe is dangerous, when an Earth Immortal who has already broken through hides in the blessed land and has made thorough preparations, he is almost sure that he will survive it safely, and he will be able to enjoy himself for thousands of years from now on.

Therefore, although Feng Bingwen just woke up, after dealing with the blessed land briefly, he left the blessed land calmly to welcome the baptism of the catastrophe.

For no other reason, he has enough confidence. After all, he has slept long enough, and his state in all aspects has naturally adjusted to its peak.

"Shu Tan!"

Just after leaving the blessed land, Feng Bingwen, who was submerged by the endless sea of ​​thunder, narrowed his eyes happily after a short period of adaptation.

This day, Heavenly Dao still treats him generously as before. He has just left and greeted him with such a generous gift. He can feel that his body, which seems to have reached its limit, has begun to strengthen again under the tempering of Heavenly Tribulation.

"After I survive the catastrophe, I will go to the barren sea, and find the dragon clan to resist the demons from outside the territory together!"

Submerged in the sea of ​​thunder formed by the interweaving of lightning arcs, Feng Bingwen seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice fell. The power of destruction even began to increase gradually.

Under the lightning strike, even Feng Bingwen's physique couldn't hold on anymore, the scorched carbon shell peeled off his body continuously, and then revealed newborn flesh and blood that was as crystal as jade.

Aiming at the Earth Immortals, even the heavenly tribulation that locked the limit of the monks, it will test the monks in all aspects, mana, soul, dao heart, physique... A slight omission will become a fatal point, and it can easily become a robbery Ash.

Even if a monk has great supernatural powers, he can't resist. After all, in this world, the power that the Dao of Heaven can use is infinite compared to monks.

Therefore, monks can only endure the catastrophe, and a catastrophe will not last forever. They vowed to smash the monks to death before giving up. No matter how ruthless the way of heaven is, it will give a glimmer of life, and it is impossible to kill them all.

However, in the catastrophe where Feng Bingwen's power is gradually increasing, a cyan dragon-shaped thunder flashes from time to time. It's just that this terrifying divine thunder fell on Feng Bingwen, but it gave him indescribable power. of exuberant vitality.

Otsuki God Thunder!

This is also a terrifying sky thunder that can easily kill gods and demons, but to Feng Bingwen whose body is constantly being destroyed by various kinds of destructive forces, it is no different from a tonic.

Feng Bingwen had already experienced a similar experience, so he was very proficient in taking the initiative to accept the punishment from the Heavenly Tribulation, although compared to the last time, there was no comfort at all, and it was even extremely painful.

But he is not a person who does not know what is good or bad. For normal monks, to be able to survive the catastrophe like him, and to be able to receive the alternative care of the heavenly dao, that is really hopeless, and he dare not even think about it.

Therefore, although he could only struggle with all his strength under the catastrophe this time, the blue thunder that fell on his body from time to time also made Feng Bingwen feel grateful.

This means that compared to others, the glimmer of life is basically impossible for him to perish.You only need to grit your teeth and pass this level hard.

I don't know how long it took, but when the jagged ocean came into view, and the cloudy and misty Taishang Wonderland not far away came into view, Feng Bingwen realized that he had completely overcome this catastrophe.

And until this time, Feng Bingwen also felt the gazes from all directions, some were indifferent and some were aloof, but most of them were with a touch of kindness and even some appreciation.

For these gazes, Feng Bingwen knew it well, and had no opinion at all, because he could feel that the masters of these gazes, most of them were immortals who were more powerful than him, and now he could only look up to them. exist.

The background of Tai Shang Dao!

Feng Bingwen stood a little apprehensively on the sea of ​​clouds that gradually swelled and spread to his feet. Although with his current cultivation base, he left the Taishang Dao, he could establish a sect on any continent of the human race and call it Zong is the ancestor, but he is still a little guy in the Taishang Dao, and he can't even raise his tail if he wants to.

However, even so, his cultivation should be regarded as the mainstay in the Taishang Dao, and the blessed land he opened up can also add a bit of heritage to the Taishang Dao.

However, the expected scene of congratulations by the immortals did not happen, and most of the immortals who were awakened by the fluctuations emitted by him when he crossed the catastrophe disappeared after noticing him.

There were only a few people who smiled at him friendly when they were hiding, but none of them wanted to talk to him and congratulate him.

"I'm already immortal? Is this the treatment?"

Even Feng Bingwen at this moment couldn't help complaining in his heart that in other sects, even those famous great immortal sects, if an earth immortal came out, it would be worth holding a promotion meeting or something.

But in this Taishang Dao, he made such a big commotion, but after those comrades who were attracted by him and many big bosses took a look at him, they went back to doing their own things. No one came to talk to him, which made him feel somewhat frustrated.

"Not bad!"

It seems that because the resentment in his heart was so strong that finally someone responded to his expectation. Hearing that familiar voice, Feng Bingwen couldn't help being touched by it.

"Daoist!"

Taishangdao is the current Taoist master.

It's just that, except for this faint praise that lingered in his ears, Feng Bingwen stood on the top of the sea of ​​clouds and waited patiently for a long time, but he didn't feel any power descending on him. The boss seemed to just praise him After that, there was no more sound, not even the intention to invite him to have a cup of tea.

"Daoist?!"

Feng Bingwen called out tentatively. Now he can easily shatter the void with mana. It is no longer difficult for him to travel across continents, but he wants to find the place where his Taoist master stayed. Position, for him, is still impossible.

"Is something wrong?"

A surprised voice sounded in Feng Bingwen's ear.

"..."

Feng Bingwen couldn't help being silent for a while, but in the end he still couldn't help complaining,
"I'm already an Earth Immortal, wouldn't the Zongmen not even want to give me a cup of tea?"

"It turns out that you are greedy for my tea!"

A light laugh sounded, followed by a familiar feeling, the world has changed, everything in front of him has changed, and even though his strength has improved greatly compared to before, he still has no strength to struggle.

"Come!"

In front of the familiar tea table, a cup of tea was placed in front of him, and the water mist exuding a faint tea fragrance was rolling, and the shape of a dragon and a phoenix could be vaguely seen, as if there were infinite Taoism in it.

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Looking at the Wudao tea in front of him, Feng Bingwen was not polite, he took a mouthful of it when he picked it up, savored it carefully for a few times, then picked up the teacup, and even chewed the tea leaves in the teacup .

"It's really a waste, how can you drink tea like this?"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's attitude, Taishang Daoist couldn't help laughing and cursing.

"No way, Taoist, your tea is not very good!"

Feng Bingwen replied shyly.

"What's so difficult about this? My tea tree, if you talk about its heels, is considered to be the number of innate spiritual roots. If you can kill a few descendants of gods and demons and water them with the blood of gods and demons, my tea tree will definitely grow more leaves! "

"Divine blood!"

When Feng Bingwen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked down at Yuzhan who had no tea left in front of him.

Not to mention that there are very few people with the blood of gods and demons in the world today, and even if there are, there are not many that he can provoke and kill casually.

And if it is really talking about gods and demons, Feng Bingwen feels that he is quite qualified now. After all, he is only talking about his physique now, and ordinary earth immortals may be in the middle of a fight, and there is nothing he can do. If there is a head-on conflict , he can hold down the immortal hammer.

Such a terrifying and exaggerated physique is extremely difficult for human beings who practice martial arts alone, and only those gods and demons born in ancient times in myths and legends can compare.

"How? Why don't you think about how much tea I grow, and I can share half of it with you!"

Taishang Daoist looked at Feng Bingwen with a gentle smile. His tea tree is actually very picky about the environment in which it grows. On the other hand, if it meets its growth requirements and takes good care of it, Then the output of tea will naturally increase accordingly.

The blood of gods and demons can indeed nourish the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and there is no limit to the types, whether it is innate spiritual roots or gods and demons.

Therefore, he didn't care how the brave and diligent little guy in front of him got the blood of the gods and demons, whether it was to hunt other descendants of the gods and demons, or to release his own blood, whatever, anyway, he would not lose money.

"Daoist, my cultivation base is still a bit weak, and it is impossible for me to deal with gods and demons. Is the blood of extraterrestrial demons useful?"

"Extraterrestrial demons? Are you talking about the group of guys outside today? It may be possible, but they are extraterrestrial creatures. If they are useful, they are just asking me to collect more tea leaves. But if they are useless, they will be harmful. My innate spiritual root, no way!"

Taishang Daoist shook his head slowly, most of the spiritual roots are extremely delicate, and the environment in which they grow is slightly unacceptable, and they will even wither and wither.

However, after all, it is an innate number, the laws of heaven and earth, and the evolution of the Dao, so although it will wither and wither, it will never die. At most, it will degenerate into a seed, and when the growth environment is suitable, it will bloom and bear fruit again.

"Then there's no way!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head again and again.

"Slippery boy! You tasted my tea, and even chewed it, now you are satisfied, go do your own thing, don't waste time with me!"

"Wait a moment!"

"So what?"

"I just want to ask, there is no grand ceremony of Ascension to Immortals in our sect, let's celebrate?"

Feng Bingwen asked with some reluctance, what about Earth Immortals, no matter where they are placed, the treatment cannot be bad.

"No, there are only a few disciples in our sect, but if you really want to hold a grand ceremony, you can find those disciples who are familiar with you to have fun, and you don't need to think about other things."

Taishang Daoist replied quite casually.

"whatever then!"

Feng Bingwen felt a little tired.

The number of Taishang Dao's disciples in each generation is estimated to be no more than ten. Even if his master's generation and his generation are counted, the total may not even make up 20 students. Man, what kind of grand ceremony is held?
As for inviting the immortal sects outside the Taishang Dao, I'm sorry, a mere Earth Immortal doesn't have such a big face, so let the Taishang Dao open the mountain gate and invite the immortals from all directions.

It doesn't mean anything else, most of the immortals who are too high-level like to be quiet and not noisy, and no one is interested in celebrations or something.

"Then you go, if you find the blood of the gods and demons in the future, don't forget to find me for tea!"

"Yes!"

Feng Bingwen responded without sincerity, and was then sent out.

If it is really about the blood of gods and demons, Feng Bingwen thought, the easiest thing to get it should be him, as long as he finds a way to cut his wrist and release it, but he did not release all his blood essence to it. The consciousness of using a tea tree as fertilizer, even if the tea tree is an innate spiritual root.

But the spiritual root is not his, and the tea leaves grown by the tea tree nourished by the released blood have to be divided into half by the Taoist master, what do you think?He is at a loss.

"If only I could have an innate spiritual root!"

Thinking of this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help thinking of thoughts, and then, the heavenly scriptures that had been silent in his mind for several years suddenly burst into bright brilliance.

(End of this chapter)