As for going to the territory of the demon clan, although he has great military exploits and is powerful in all directions, his hands have not been stained with the blood of any great demon. It can be said to be clean. It is just that he has swept away the demon clan.

Face, in this aspect, is more useful than killing a hundred big demons.

"Don't stay here with me, follow me to see the Taoist Master!"

"What about my mount?"

Feng Bingwen looked at Kunpeng Nu, who was motionless, with a dull expression, and her eyes were dead, and had lost all luster, and asked tentatively to his master.

"Don't ask me. I don't have the ability to help you save this mount. You can ask the master yourself later. If the Taoist agrees, your mount can be kept. Everything depends on the Taoist's arrangement."

"All right!"

Feng Bingwen was helpless because his current strength was not enough. If he wanted to capture Kunpeng as a mount, the backer behind him must be strong enough.

This little Kunpeng has the heel and legs of an innate creature, not to mention it is of great significance to the Monster Clan. The Monster Clan will never sit back and watch her fall into the hands of the Human Race.

, which is a loss that cannot be compensated at all.

"town!"

Zhao Junxian, who led the disciple back to the mountain gate, waved his hand, and a tower flew out of his hand. In the blink of an eye, it grew in the wind, and then landed on Kunpeng Nu's back, pressing her down and sealing it in the Taipei Palace.

He was placed in a sea area at Shangdao Mountain Gate and made unable to move. After hearing this, he became angry.

"Come with me!"

The golden rainbow was still hanging in the air, breaking through the barrier in the dark and arriving at a place of nothingness. However, when Feng Bingwen arrived here with his master, he still found something different. This piece of nothingness

There is actually a floating island covering dozens of acres in the land.

On the island, you can see orchids in full bloom, Yao grass everywhere, sacred trees in the forest, phoenix birds dancing in the forest, dragons and carp swimming in the pond, unicorn beasts staggering, quiet and peaceful, it is truly the supreme Taoist land of the immortal family.

"This is……"

Seeing this scene, even Zhao Junxian was slightly shocked. Then he turned his head and looked at Feng Bingwen with a bright smile.

"Today we, the master and the disciple, are in a good mood!"

"What?"

Before Feng Bingwen came back to his senses, he was pulled to the island by his master. Only in the center of the island, under a luxuriant pine and cypress tree, but there were not many magical pine and cypress trees, he saw a man who was doing it.

The Taoist who makes tea.

"Tao Master!"

But facing this Taoist who looked very ordinary, with just a hint of elegance and even a hint of elegance, even a talented person like Zhao Junxian still bowed respectfully, let alone Feng Bingwen.

"You two came at the right time. This tea has just been brewed. Come and try it."

The Taoist invited the master and apprentice to sit down at the table. A set of tea cups appeared silently. Feng Bingwen glanced at his master and saw the vague look of expectation on his face. He said no nonsense and was waiting.

A cup of tea from my Taoist master.

The clear water column fell, and then a piece of slightly weird-shaped tea leaf fell into the cup. Feng Bingwen took a look and saw that the tea leaf actually took on the shape of a pagoda. Its edges had clear lines. It was not just a form. There were even lines on it.

With the lines of the great road manifested and the fragrance emerging, Feng Bingwen felt an impulse of enlightenment.

"Enlightenment Tea Tree?"

Feng Bingwen blurted out that he was no longer Wu Xia Amen. He still knew some secret information in the spiritual world, such as this legendary innate spiritual root that was lost in chaos.

"This was fished out of chaos by chance three hundred years ago by the Taoist Master!"

Zhao Junxian, who looked comfortable and enjoying tea, looked at the ignorant bumpkin look of his apprentice and explained.

"accidental?"

While Feng Bingwen was thinking about this description, he took the tea leaf into his mouth and chewed it like a cow chewing a peony.

"I remember that our sect originally had an innate spiritual root!"

"Well, this is the second strain. Originally, only a few people knew about it."

"I originally planned to entertain the Demon Emperor, but I didn't expect you to come here first!"
Chapter completed!