I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 70
"Me? I'm an immortal! I'm above the ninth rank!"

Zhao Junxian didn't hide anything.

"Senior is amazing!"

Feng Bingwen has just come into contact with the relevant knowledge of cultivation at this time, he is ignorant and doesn't know the meaning of this fairy product, but he just feels that he is worthy of being the master he chose, and his talent is really superb, so he flatters him a lot.

"It's just a slightly better starting point."

The young man smiled, and there was no pride on his face, appearing quite gentle.

"Then I would like to ask senior, what are the requirements for cultivating the upper third rank, the foundation of becoming an immortal?"

Although he knew that there were better celestial ranks, but in order to highlight his humble quality, Feng Bingwen asked the third rank first, which could show that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous.

"Physique, Immortal Art!"

Zhao Junxian is concise and to the point.

"Special physique, coupled with the spell that directly points to the immortal way, can cultivate a third-grade pulse!"

"This……"

Feng Bingwen was dumbfounded. The young man said it simply, but he suddenly felt the difficulty of cultivating immortals in this world.

Well, I can't say that. It is probably easy to get a third-grade pulse condition, but it is not so difficult for ordinary people to become a fairy.

Physique, this thing is completely determined by fate, it is decided at the moment of birth, if you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you can't do it.

As for the Fajue that directly points to the immortal way, let alone, it is impossible for this thing to become a bad thing on the street. Without some background or special encounters, how can you get this kind of thing.

"Then if the aptitude is very ordinary, and then practice the fairy art, can it be cultivated to the third rank?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen was a little apprehensive. He had no confidence in his aptitude at all. He only started to transcend the world after he got the Dragon Ball.

"There is a very small probability of becoming a third grade, but there is a high probability that it can only be cultivated as a middle third grade."

The young man shook his head, but he saw that the child in front of him was anxious and worried, so he spoke words of relief,

"You don't need to worry about this. If you are practicing, as long as you have a good spiritual formula, there is a high probability that you can reach the third rank."

"My qualifications are good?"

Feng Bingwen was a little surprised, unexpectedly, he turned out to be a young genius.

"No, in my opinion, your qualifications are mediocre."

But before Feng Bingwen finished being happy, he saw the ruthless words of the young man in front of him, which shattered his complacent thoughts.

"I'm mediocre?"

Feng Bingwen had a bitter face,
"Didn't you say that I have a certain probability of being able to cultivate to the third rank?"

"That's because you have a dragon ball in your body."

Zhao Junxian spoke bluntly,

"With the help of Dragon Ball, even with your aptitude, it is possible to cultivate to the third rank."

"Just possible."

Feng Bingwen's face was sullen and he was hit hard.This boss almost said clearly that he is a waste that cannot practice.

"It's already very good, don't be dissatisfied."

Zhao Junxian comforted,

"The upper third rank is expected to be immortal."

"Wait, senior, didn't you say that the only thing that determines the pulse condition is physique and immortal art? But you said that the dragon ball can also help me congeal the pulse condition of the third grade, isn't this the third one?"

Feng Bingwen suddenly noticed the key point.

"Innate deficiencies can be made up for the day after tomorrow. Dao is ruthless, but it also leaves a glimmer of life."

Zhao Junxian patiently explained,

"However, things that can make up for the congenital deficiencies of cultivators, such as the dragon balls you have obtained, are all extremely rare. If you are a cultivator who has not yet established a foundation, how can you have the opportunity to obtain such a spiritual thing?"

"I see."

Feng Bingwen thought about it himself, and figured out the key point.Only those with great supernatural powers can obtain this spiritual object that can change fate against the sky. As for the little monk who built the foundation, don't even think about it, unless like him, he walked halfway and was hit by a dragon ball.

"Then what if there are powerful elders?"

Feng Bingwen thought of the possibility that the little cultivator who needed to make up for his congenital defects could get spiritual objects.

"It is impossible for the offspring of successful monks to be poor in aptitude, unless the inheritance has a long history, but even if it really needs to be made up for, which aristocratic family is willing to bestow such a heavenly and earthly fortune-telling spiritual creature on a younger generation with poor aptitude?"

"That's true."

Feng Bingwen agreed with this statement.

This third factor that is beneficial to pulse coagulation basically does not exist.People who need it can't get it, and some people can't use it, which leads to an endless loop.

"So, there is no one in a million people with great luck like you, so you can't treat it normally."

The boss in front of him regarded him as the son of luck, Feng Bingwen could only acquiesce, but he thought of another point,
"Senior, are you not interested in the Dragon Ball in my belly?"

"what are you saying?"

The boy frowned for the first time, like a wealthy businessman who was provoked by a beggar with a few copper plates in a broken bowl.
"It's just a dragon ball, why should I be interested?"

"Didn't you just say that Dragon Balls are rare things?"

"That's for ordinary cultivators, not me. Besides, even if it's useful to me, do you think I'll hurt you? Take your chance? You really look down on me, Zhao Junxian!"

"Senior, please calm down. It's junior Meng Lang."

Feng Bingwen quickly bowed his head to apologize, but his heart was completely at ease.Sure enough, it was the master he wanted, and he didn't even look up to the dragon balls. He loved this dismissive gesture so much.

"It doesn't matter, I can also understand your feelings. I am a mortal, and I am afraid that I have been frightened for a long time when I got this thing suddenly!"

The young man looked at the child in front of him who still seemed to have an uneasy expression on his face, and suddenly thought of something, and the expression on his face softened.

"Seniors still know me. I did worry for a long time, but I didn't even tell my parents and elders at home."

Feng Bingwen went downhill, but when he looked up, he saw that the eyes of the young man in front of him seemed to be a little bit wrong.

"When you helped me, did you ever think that I was a demon?"

asked the boy suddenly.

When he fled here with the Taoism of Qiankun, the strength in his body was not restrained, and with the body of the child infested with dragon balls, he could sense the danger even if he did not practice, but the child still stood in front of him, and Helped him.

"The younger generation did think about it, but the younger generation saw your face and felt that you didn't look like you, so I wanted to help you."

At this time, Feng Bingwen naturally knew what he should say.When he rushed over, he had obtained confirmation from Tianshu in advance, otherwise he must have taken the two old people at home and ran as far as possible for the terrifying fluctuation just now.

"It's rare to have such a good character!"

The young man nodded in praise, he looked at Feng Bingwen with admiration for the first time, but then his expression was serious,
"Next time if you see a similar situation, take the lead in protecting yourself and don't go forward. You are a cultivator and you can't judge people by their appearances!"

"Senior, are you willing to teach me how to practice?"

Feng Bingwen showed surprise and noticed the important point.

(End of this chapter)