I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 527 Changes in the Blessed Land
"Meet Master!"

In Sumeru Blessed Land, above the sky, in the Immortal Palace, a vigorous young man respectfully saluted the figure who sat upright and was covered by the hazy fairy light.

"In ten years, you couldn't find an opponent in my blessed land, and even suppressed the Void Remnant I specially arranged for you, not bad!"

Feng Bingwen looked at the young man who was respectful to him in the first place, and said in a flat tone.

It's just that although he appeared extremely calm, the emotions in his heart were not as good as the surface. On the face covered by the fairy light, there was a bit of reminiscence, and the young figure reflected in his eyes seemed a bit like a world away. .

He remembered how he looked like when he met the young man in front of him before he was reincarnated, and the supreme being who was so powerful that he conquered the world, and the clouds in all directions disappeared.

Now that he is reincarnated, everything in his previous life is hidden, and now he is just a respectful young man in front of him, honestly waiting for his guidance and arrangements.

"I just walked out of Master's blessed land, now I'm in this real world, I'm nothing!"

The young man clearly knew what he had experienced before. In his eyes, he had just stepped out of the trial site arranged by his master.

Although he has also experienced the test of blood and fire, his master has been watching him from above from the beginning to the end, and it is impossible for his life to be in danger.

"Don't be arrogant or impetuous, and be so calm, it's not in vain to arrange my painstaking efforts. If so, I will arrange for you to go out of the mountain and travel to Jiuzhou in this world!"

"Follow your teacher's orders!"

When the young man heard the words of the immortal in front of him, his eyes sparkled brightly. Even with his stable heart, his eyes couldn't help showing anticipation and excitement. He could finally see the real vast world.

"I don't have any other instructions for you, just do as you please, but you have a cause and effect, and you still need to go and settle it yourself!"

Feng Bingwen naturally doesn't have any special arrangements for these powerful reincarnations, as long as they don't have any accidents along the way, and in the process, no matter what they want to do, he will try his best to satisfy them.

"Also please show me, Master!"

Hearing this, the young man was a little puzzled.

"You have an exquisite heart with seven apertures, which is owned by a natural saint of the human race. , you need to return the heart in your chest!"

Feng Bingwen explained the cause and effect of the year to the reincarnated god-man in front of him.

"My heart doesn't belong to me?"

Hearing such news all of a sudden, even with the mind of a young man who has experienced hardships at this time, he can't help being a little dazed. He didn't expect such a dark and bloody cause and effect to be hidden in his body.

"But if I lose my heart, it means..."

"Don't you have any confidence in yourself? If you lose your heart, just grow another one. Are you worried that when you meet that innate sage again, you won't be able to cultivate this level of martial arts?"

Feng Bingwen asked, this is naturally the most unpretentious aggressive method, simple but extremely effective.

"Master, don't worry, if I meet that innate sage whose heart was taken from me, I will return it!"

The young man immediately bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and set a goal for himself, which is to cultivate to the martial arts realm that can regenerate the heart in a very short period of time.

"good!"

Seeing that the reincarnated god-man in front of him was willing to agree and end this period of karma, Feng Bingwen was overjoyed, nodded in praise, and then cast a spell himself, tearing apart the void, and sending him to Nanfangzhou.

Naturally, he won't interfere in the next thing. This reincarnated god man said that he wiped out his previous life, but he will have luck to some extent. If he really fell so casually, it would really be It's a joke.

"This disciple should be less worried than my elder disciple!"

After calming down the fluctuations left by the cracking of the void, Feng Bingwen stood up, then took a step forward, and entered his own blessed land.

Thousands of mountains are competing for beauty, thousands of rivers are competing for wonders, the sky is full of fairy clouds, auspicious aura is majestic, auspicious clouds are floating, and purple air is transpiring. This is a real blessed land and fairy land, with immeasurable fairy light shining in it. Practice also has a lifespan of 800 years.

And such fairy land, the gods contained in it, under the will of its ruler, finally all gathered on an inconspicuous green hill, and turned into nourishment for a fairy vine no more than three feet tall.

"It's been ten years, no matter how much hard work you have spent, you have only grown so little!"

Feng Bingwen stood on the green peak, looking down at the swaying stars, and even the climbing vines lingering with a little chaos, but there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes, mixed with infinite expectations.

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A gust of breeze blows, and the three-foot vines planted on the top of the mountain sway with the wind, as if they are asking Feng Bingwen for something.

"Stay angry!"

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen waved his hand casually, and a little bit of golden light emerged between his fingers, sprinkled on the vines, even if this emerald green vine became more emerald green, the chaotic air between the branches and leaves became more intense as it swayed with the wind. thickened.

But seeing this scene, Feng Bingwen didn't feel any joy about it, because he had seen similar scenes countless times in the past ten years, and it was no surprise.

Because after experimenting with various kinds of fairy soil and spiritual soil, and even finding all kinds of real water, Feng Bingwen finally found that it was his own blood, which had the best nourishing effect on this fairy vine.

After discovering this, Feng Bingwen didn't waste his time, and went to the blessed land every now and then, nourishing this innate spiritual root with his own blood, accelerating the growth of the spiritual root, hoping that it would soon exert its miraculous effect of communicating the two worlds .

After the routine watering, Feng Bingwen looked at it carefully. Although there were various extraordinary visions on it, after all, it did not show the effect he expected. In the end, Feng Bingwen had no choice but to retreat and continue to wait patiently .

In this way, another ten years passed. Feng Bingwen sat on the ground and never went out of the outside world. He only occasionally sent a dharma body to visit his blood relatives.

At the same time, he had also heard the deeds of his two disciples. Whether it is the first disciple or the second disciple, their reputation is now spread in the Nine Continents of the Human Race.

They were indeed extremely mediocre at the beginning, but mediocrity at the beginning does not mean that they will remain so mediocre for the rest of their lives. That big disciple has accumulated a lot of knowledge, and in that step-by-step practice, he transformed into a unique fairy body.

And that second disciple also practiced martial arts intensively. During endless tempering, he aroused the evil spirit of heaven and earth, and also forged a unparalleled physique that could fight with the real dragon and god phoenix.

Feng Bingwen was indifferent to the achievements of these two disciples, because he was not surprised by such a result. Even if the true spirit is ignorant, even if there is only a little remnant, it is enough for them to show their true extraordinaryness after years of tempering .

In the end, his attention fell back to the climbing vine planted by him, which has now grown to six feet. After growing to such a size, this innate spiritual root finally showed the long-awaited vine that Feng Bingwen had been waiting for. miraculous.

There was not even a small vine the size of an ordinary person's wrist. A bright young leaf at the top actually pierced Feng Bingwen's blessed land, and a small half of the young leaf penetrated into the void, absorbing the turbulent flow of the void.

After growing to this stage, Feng Bingwen found that this innate spiritual root no longer needs his blood as nourishment, it can actively absorb the growth substances it needs from the void, which makes its growth process faster up.

In this way, it was another ten years. On this day, an inexplicable fluctuation swept through Feng Bingwen's blessed land, which woke up Feng Bingwen, who was originally sitting in the blessed land, and returned to the blessed land in an instant, staring at The source of the change - a thick vine that has grown to a height of Zhang Xu.

(End of this chapter)