I have a book of good and evil

"How many times has this happened? Has it started fighting again? What a big commotion!"

At the edge of the barren sea, Feng Bingwen looked up at the sky. Since he came back from that small cave world, he has stayed here and never entered the barren sea again. He is waiting for the innate spiritual root arranged for him by the celestial book.

It's a pity that he didn't wait until now, but he did wait for the changing situation at the boundary of the world, and he didn't know if it was because the group of heavenly demons outside the territory were too aggressive in their attempts, or because Zulong's actions broke the tacit understanding between each other. , The conflict at the border of heaven and earth has further escalated.

Even if he is located within the heaven and earth, standing on the edge of the barren sea, he can still see great changes in the celestial phenomena from time to time. It is the aftermath of the battle that happened outside the realm and passed into the realm. This has been weakened by the Tiangang layer, but it still triggers The celestial phenomenon that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles is easier.

At this time, let alone the ordinary dragon clan, even those real dragons that can be called kings can't get involved, let alone him, a makeshift human earth fairy, he is weighing his weight, can't I feel that I have the capital to join in the fun.

Therefore, during this period of time, Feng Bingwen has been staying with a group of real dragons at the edge of the barren sea, but he has never left. After all, even if he can't see it with his own eyes, he can only feel a little bit of breath in this level of battle. shallow.

So Feng Bingwen stayed here all the time, but he didn't just think about whether he could get some opportunities, but he still couldn't forget that innate spiritual root.

"Heavenly book, heavenly book, you have consumed so much of my good deeds, when will you be able to fulfill my wish?"

Feng Bingwen couldn't stop talking in his heart, finally one time, a shocking accident happened outside the sky.

Even if Feng Bingwen was within the sky and the earth, a shocking fluctuation erupted from outside the sky. The terrifying fluctuation even penetrated the membrane of the sky and the earth, and even penetrated the Tiangang, which is hundreds of millions of miles thick, in an instant.

Endless streams of light fell from the sky, one after another scattered in the barren sea, some of them passed through the sky and hit the edge of the barren sea.

The storm in the barren sea was pierced by the fragments from outside the sky, endless waves were set off because of this, and countless turbulent waves were stirred up because of this.

And amidst this sudden change, an inconspicuous emerald green streamer fell at Feng Bingwen's feet.

Feng Bingwen listened to the sound of Zhou Zhou's dragon chant one after another, looked at the many dragon shadows flying up and down, and then looked down at the tender seedling under his feet that was not as thick as a finger. , the corner of his mouth couldn't help ticking upwards, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Big chance!"

The young Taoist waved his sleeves, and took the inconspicuous green shoot into the blessed land. Then he soared into the sky and merged into the shadows of dragons that were wandering up and down that day. Boiling at the chance of falling.

The things that fell from the sky penetrated the membranes of the heaven and the earth, and were not even burned in the Tiangang layer. If there are any leftovers, even if they are just fragments, as long as they can be found, it is also a chance, so those dragons will be like this Excited.

Although Feng Bingwen knew that the greatest opportunity had fallen into his own hands, he also joined the treasure hunting team in order to make himself less conspicuous and to fit in with the group.

It wasn't until three days and three nights later that Feng Bingwen returned to the temporary cave he opened with a happy face, and as soon as he entered the cave, Feng Bingwen opened the magic circle he had arranged.

The joy of returning from the treasure hunt on his face quickly disappeared, and with a flick of his sleeve, a pile of broken copper and metal fell to his feet. The "treasure" found by the dragon clan from the barren sea.

There are indeed a lot of worthless things among them, and some are even mixed with fragments of divine objects cast by immortal gold and iron from outside the region, but these are not very important to Feng Bingwen at this time. He doesn't care either.

The young Taoist's spiritual thoughts were released, and he scanned the surrounding area for three thousand miles. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he stepped into his blessed land. After entering the blessed land, he didn't care about anything. On the seedlings on the top of a barren mountain.

After three days, the seedling was still fresh and tender, not withered in the slightest, but that was all. Although it looked vibrant, Feng Bingwen's divine thoughts swept over it repeatedly. Dozens of times, but did not see any clues, it seems to be just weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

But Feng Bingwen would not really weed it on the side of the road, he just watched it fall to his feet, among other things, the fact that it fell from the sky to his feet without being destroyed is enough to prove its miraculous and rare place.

"This is the innate spiritual root I'm looking for!"

Feng Bingwen looked left and right around this sapling vine, feeling excited, but also unavoidably a little inquisitive.

"Climbing the vine!"

Opening the title page of the Heavenly Book, and then turning to the page of the record, the latest line that emerged verified what Feng Bingwen thought in his heart, and also let the big stone in his heart fall to the ground, and at the same time let him know that this plant The name of the innate spiritual root.

"Nice name!"

The moment he knew the name of this innate spiritual root from the heavenly book, Feng Bingwen probably understood the purpose of this spiritual root, which was consistent with what he had thought and needed before.

"Hahahaha, my way has come true!"

Feng Bingwen laughed and left the mansion, and then went to say goodbye to those familiar dragons and dragons one by one. He had stayed here for a long time, and it was time to leave.

And most of those Long Jun who were acquainted with him politely persuaded him to stay, and after seeing that Feng Bingwen had indeed made up his mind to go, no one said anything more.

After all, Feng Bingwen came here to get a piece of the pie after all, and I don't know how many Dragon Clans have long hoped that Feng Bingwen, a human race, will leave. Now that he has left, it is naturally a happy situation for everyone.

After Feng Bingwen left the barren sea, he traveled day and night without stopping for a moment, so he returned to the Taishang Dao to find his master to discuss the Dao. After half a day, Feng Bingwen returned to his blessed land where he could continue to control, So he was thinking about how to cultivate that innate spiritual root from beyond the sky.

What happened outside the sky is not what he can explore now, and Feng Bingwen is not very interested in it. He only knows that the spiritual root held by the supreme figure in the extraterritorial celestial demon has fallen into his hands. That's enough, the rest needn't be explored too much.

What he needs to think about now is how to let this innate spiritual root continue to grow, and restore it to the point where it can at least connect the two worlds. Maybe it doesn't need to be so scary, just let him be free in the two worlds Walking through is enough.

For this reason, Feng Bingwen did not hesitate to harass his fellow disciples, and found a lot of fairy soil, even a handful of the legendary Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

It's a pity that even so, the climbing vine, which was nourished by so much soil, only became a little green, and it didn't seem to continue to grow at all.

Feng Bingwen's reaction to this was naturally disappointing, but he also knew that there was no rush for this matter. After all, the growth cycle of spiritual roots in the world is based on a thousand years, which is relatively rare. The growth cycle is ten thousand years.

Of course, even so, some special spiritual objects can still accelerate the growth of these innate spiritual roots, but these spiritual objects are extremely hard to find, just like the breathing soil.

"Well!"

After searching the world, Feng Bingwen stood in his blessed land, looked at the drop of emerald green seedlings under his feet, and finally made a not-so-difficult decision. , and then sprinkled the golden blood dripping from his hand on the climbing vine.