"That old immortal is too stingy!"

On the Golden Avenue, Feng Bingwen was carrying two "weeds" with fresh and moist soil on them, with the word disgust written on his face. It wasn't that he was ungrateful, because these things were just like the ones he had seen in Fengjia Village.

Those weeds are no different, except that their spiritual energy is stronger.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you get these two grasses, you may get a lot of good things in exchange for Tianjian Dao!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen burying the guard elder in this way, Zhao Junxian couldn't stand it any longer, so he raised his voice.

"Um?"

Feng Bingwen reacted, but he was still very confused.

"Is the Sword Cultivator interested in these two grasses?"

"Try to pull a leaf off!"

"Eh!"

Feng Bingwen followed his instructions, tried it, and immediately discovered something strange, because under his tug, the so-called weed showed no signs of breaking. Even if he increased the strength, it still did not break.

"As expected of the weeds growing beside the Patriarch's Palace!"

Feng Bingwen, who tried his best but could not pull off a single leaf, immediately understood the weight of the two weeds in his hands. Although the spiritual energy contained in them was not abundant, it could not be broken by any means.

Toughness is enough to be classified as an immortal material.

"Put it away carefully. If you are short of money and food, you can exchange it outside. Of course, you can also find a way to do it yourself."

"Thank you, master, for your advice."

"If you have free time, go to the Daozang Hall in the mountain gate."

"yes."

Feng Bingwen replied respectfully, and then he looked at the golden avenue under his feet that continued to extend into the distance, and asked curiously,

"Master, where are you taking me?"

"I will take you to Butian Pavilion to find a place to practice. When you enter the mountain gate, you should have a cave to settle down and live your life!"

Zhao Junxian replied.

When Feng Bingwen heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and thanked him again. It must be said that this master really recognized him.

Not long after, golden light broke through the sky and fell on a majestic spiritual peak. All we could see were palaces, high platforms, pavilions and pavilions, rising and falling with the mountain. There were temples everywhere, and ten-foot-wide white jade stone steps were built all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top.

On the eaves of the corridor, you can see spiritual birds and rare birds everywhere, pecking and ruffling their feathers.

The three-character plaque "Butian Pavilion" hangs across the front of the main hall. The handwriting is majestic and majestic. Just looking at it will make you feel like a fairy.

Zhao Junxian brought Feng Bingwen to the door of the main hall, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with an elegant and graceful appearance. He walked out of it in a hurry. After seeing Zhao Junxian's face, he immediately showed respect and saluted.

bye,

"Zhang Zhen, a poor Taoist, has met Daozi. I wonder what important matters he has to give when he comes here?"

"This is my new disciple. He has entered the Taiqing Palace and left his name. He is not very familiar with things in the mountain gate. I brought him here to find a training cave for him. You have to be my disciple.

Find a good place.”

Zhao Junxian turned around, pointed at Feng Bingwen, who seemed to be about the same age as him, and introduced.

"It turns out he is Daozi's new disciple."

Zhang Zhen was shocked and bowed his hand to Feng Bingwen respectfully. Feng Bingwen immediately returned the greeting.

"Zhang Zhen pays homage to senior brother!"

"Did I call you the wrong brother? I just started today, how can I bear the title of senior brother?"

Later, he would have to ask the Taoist priest to choose a training cave for him. At this time, Feng Bingwen could not support him in front of him. Although there was a master watching beside him, what if he had some unclear ideas?

"Senior brother has entered Taiqing Hall and left his name in the hall. He is my true disciple of Taishang Dao. Even if he enters the profession later than me, he is still a poor Taoist brother!"

"True disciple?"

Feng Bingwen looked at his master in surprise.

Taishangdao is recognized as the first sect of the human race, and the value of its true disciples, in the eyes of outside monks, is half higher than that of the other 12 sects of Xuanmen.

He had just been brought back by his master, and he had become a true disciple in less than half a day. The process was extremely simple, with green lights all the way, and not even a decent test.

"You have defeated Tianjian Daozi and Netherworld Daozi in a row. If you can't get the seat of my true disciple of Tai Shang Dao, where will you put the faces of Tianjian Dao and Netherworld Dao?"

Zhao Junxian glanced at this disciple who had no idea at all and said angrily.

The genius who has defeated two Dao disciples in a row has entered the Supreme Dao, but he is not even a true disciple. Who is this slapping in the face?

"But if I remember correctly, master, you seem to be a true disciple too!"

Feng Bingwen looked strange, hesitated for a moment, and then said what he felt was strange.

"You don't have to worry about that. I'm going to transcend the tribulation and become an immortal soon. When I get there, you can watch and learn from the experience."

"Ah, master, are you going to become an immortal soon?"

"I've been suppressing it for ten years and I can't suppress it anymore."

Speaking of this, Zhao Junxian couldn't help but frown, looking quite distressed.

"After I become an immortal, I will take charge of a blessed place in the sect and serve as the Immortal Master. The position of Daozi will be vacant. At that time, you will succeed the position of Daozi and walk outside to represent the Supreme Dao."

"No, Master, do you have the final say on the position of this Taoist? Shouldn't it be me and the other true disciples who compete with each other, and then decide who is the strongest, and then take the position?"

Feng Bingwen was a little curious. His master's tone seemed to be that the Tai Shang Dao was opened by his family. Even if his father was a heavenly immortal, Tai Shang Dao obviously had more than one heavenly immortal, but it had thirty-six caves.

Woolen cloth.

"Master, do you think I am the strongest of my generation?"

When he said this, Feng Bingwen didn't feel guilty at all. He had beaten so many talented people of his generation, and he also had a clear idea of ​​his own strength.

"What are you talking about in your sleep? The reason why you can succeed Daozi is because no one who is the true successor of your generation will compete with you!"

After hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Zhao Junxian cursed angrily.

"No one is arguing with me?"

Feng Bingwen was a little confused and a little puzzled. What happened if no one argued with him?

"Before me, the position of Taoist Master in Taishangdao has been vacant for two generations, and no one has filled it."

"What's going on?"

Feng Bingwen blinked his eyes. The largest sect in the Taoist sect, the number of people has declined to such an extent? It’s impossible.

"It's not because there's no one, it's because none of those guys want to be one!"

Zhao Junxian's tone was full of helplessness.

"If you don't want to be, why don't you want to be?"

Feng Bingwen couldn't understand. As far as he knew, the resources and power that a Taoist sect could enjoy were unimaginable to its disciples of the same generation.

In ordinary sects, even if they risk their lives to fight for the position, how come it is like a hot potato in Taishangdao, no one wants it.

What is the concept of two Taoist disciples being vacant? Look at the meaning of his master's words. Without him, this position would still be vacant after the master resigned.

"All the true brothers and sisters pursue the Tao and do not want to waste time in the mundane affairs of this sect, so they do not want to compete for the position of Taoist disciples!"

Zhang Zhen, who was listening to the exchange between master and disciple, looked more and more respectful. After hearing Feng Bingwen's doubts, he answered cautiously.

"You will know this later!"

Zhao Junxian didn't explain much, he just put forward hard requirements.

"After I abdicate, you must take over the position of Daozi. You can only give up unless someone competes with you."

"good!"

Although I don't understand why others would refuse such a good thing, Feng Bingwen agreed immediately. No matter what he thought, it was not harmful to him. What reason was there to refuse?

"Remember what you said today!"

Zhao Junxian warned, and then ordered Zhang Zhen, who was standing by,

"Let's go, take my disciple to choose a cave!"

"yes."

Zhao Zhen took the order, stood up, and shouted into the palace,

"Plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum!"

"master!"

Four crisp and soft sounds were mixed together, but four Taoist boys and girls, carved in pink and jade, who seemed to be born from the aura of heaven and earth, walked out. As they walked, the fragrance loomed, and inspiration came to them.

"Go and unfold the map for Senior Brother Zhenzhuan to choose a cave!"

"yes!"

Four charming or lively Taoist boys walked into it, and suddenly the hall was filled with divine light, as if the scenery of mountains and rivers was evolving in it.
To be continued...