"good!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's answer, Chunyang Taoist Master didn't know what he understood. He paused slightly to praise, then stretched out his hand and lightly swept it. Feng Bingwen only felt an irresistible and majestic force coming in, and he was unable to resist.

So he had to lie down backwards.

And when Feng Bingwen's eyes returned to clarity, he was already standing in a pavilion, scanning the furnishings with black as the main color in front of him. Feng Bingwen didn't need to guess, he knew where this place was, it must be in the Netherworld Road.

"What does it mean?"

I originally thought about chatting with the Chunyang Dao Master, even if it was just to make him familiar, but I didn't expect that he would be swept out with a sleeve robe.

"My master is busy. He doesn't have so much time to waste on you. If you get the chance, just have fun!"

The whirring sound of the Yuxu Immortal Cauldron sounded in Feng Bingwen's mind. The Taoist Master Li, who had been so flattering before, was just like a dog-legged psychic artifact, was now holding it up again.

"Your master is already at the top of the immortal world, what else does he need to do?"

"The top of the Immortal Dao? That's only in this part of the world. It's not like you don't know that there are many extraterrestrial beings in Taixu beyond the heaven and earth who are eyeing it!"

"I see!"

Feng Bingwen nodded thoughtfully. At the level of Taoist Master Chunyang, even if he just didn't take action, others couldn't ignore his presence and would take every move into consideration.

Even if the Dragon Clan does not ask for help from the Human Race or other ethnic groups, the top beings among those ethnic groups will still give the Dragon Clan invisible help.

"By the way, what's so mysterious about Taoist Master's finger just now?"

"My master ordered you, not me. What's the mystery? Haven't you experienced it yourself? Ask me what these things are for, I'm just a tool."

"No, I want to know if what I saw is real?"

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but ask. He didn't feel anything when he was in it, but after he left it and thought about it carefully, he felt extremely horrified. Like the worlds as many as the sands of the Ganges rising and falling in chaos, a world was born every moment, and there were also worlds.

Disillusioned.

"Can't you tell by just reaching out and touching it? If it doesn't work, you can give yourself two swords. When you feel the pain, you will know what is true and what is false!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's doubts, Yuxu Immortal Cauldron replied lazily.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!"

Feng Bingwen's face turned slightly dark. He asked for advice seriously, but this psychic fairy weapon was talking nonsense to him.

"It makes no difference, Mr. Feng. I don't know what you saw, but I don't think you need to worry about those things. Whether it's true or false, you can't verify it. I'll give you an answer casually, so what can you do?"

"You're right!"

Hearing the words of this psychic artifact, Feng Bingwen had to nod his head and admit it.

Whether the scene he just witnessed with his own eyes was true or simply a Taoist interpretation, he had no ability to pursue it. He couldn't even see Chunyang Taoist Master again. What's more, it was endless.

The incredible scene of the world constantly coming and going.

"Didn't you say that you have seen your way? Just have fun secretly when you reap the benefits. Only by being down-to-earth is the right way!"

"..."

After being given the opportunity to be lectured by this magical magical weapon, Feng Bingwen stopped making a sound. Who doesn't understand this? Why should others teach him? It was just that his mind was shaken for a moment.

"My Word!"

Feng Bingwen didn't care about what was special about this place. He sat down cross-legged and carefully sorted out his thoughts.

Feng Bingwen didn't need to worry about safety issues. Master Chunyang should have cleared up all the problems, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned such a backward disciple with such a low cultivation level.

After he escaped from that sea of ​​chaos, what he said to Chunyang Taoist Master was not false. He had indeed seen his Tao, and he knew how to break through the Earth Immortal.

It's just that this method is not an ordinary method for breaking through the earthly immortals. There are no less than three hundred such methods in the Daozang Hall of Taishang Dao. Disciples with suitable cultivation levels can read them at will.

What Feng Bingwen understood clearly was the Earthly Immortal method that truly suited him the most. It could even be extended further, and he could easily step into the realm of Heavenly Immortal and form the path to immortality.

"The God who opened the sky will open up the world by killing three thousand gods and demons!"

Thinking of this, Feng Bingwen opened his eyes, purple thunder flashed in his eyes, and then an agile yet majestic unicorn jumped out from behind him, and looked at him with its warm purple eyes!

The eyes of the young Taoist and Lei Qilin reflected each other's figures, and then both of them smiled, because both Qilin and Feng Bingwen were themselves.

"The method I have learned can evolve into a method of killing. If I kill three thousand, I can become an earthly immortal! But..."

Feng Bingwen's eyes were focused. If he wanted to prove his Tao through killing, it would be more difficult than just one star or a half. The number of three thousand cannot be made up by random tricks. It must be an existence at the same level as him. Otherwise, how can it be beneficial to him?

, let his cultivation level increase, or even further transform him?

However, such a method is too harsh, and if you are not careful, you will inevitably fall into the end of the path of life and death. This goes against the original intention of the immortal way to cherish life.

“If you can’t succeed by looking outside, you can look within yourself!”

Feng Bingwen's eyes finally fell on the second Dharma form that he had newly trained. There was a look of thought in his eyes, and then he slowly shook his head.

"Three thousand dharma images! Are you kidding me? Not even Buddhist monks would brag like that!"

"But it is still a feasible method!"

"Little Feng, what are you mumbling about?"

Seeing that Feng Bingwen had left the state of meditation and summoned his second dharma form, Yuxu Immortal Cauldron, he popped up from above his head and asked curiously.

"I'm thinking about how to break through the Earth Immortal. What, do you have any advice for me?"

"No, instead of asking me, you might as well go to Daozang Hall and look it up. You don't have to go back to Taishang Dao, just look for it in this Netherworld Dao. The difference is not big. Even if there is a gap, it won't be that bad!"

"That makes sense!"

Feng Bingwen stood up, then his face was slightly startled, and then he turned into light and walked towards the pavilion. When he passed through the door as if it was nothing, he transformed into a young Taoist again, and landed outside the pavilion.

A familiar great immortal was already waiting quietly in the small square outside the pavilion.

"Immortal Lord Yingluo, you're fine!"

Seeing this familiar bearded immortal, Feng Bingwen smiled and cupped his hands, which was regarded as a courtesy.

"Feng Daozi!"

Immortal Lord Yingluo who rushed over looked at Feng Bingwen with a slightly unnatural expression. After returning the gift, just as he was about to say something, he saw Feng Bingwen suddenly lift his sleeves and shake out the robe.

Two clouds of gray-black smoke then transformed into two beautiful and pretty female ghosts.

"I almost forgot, Senior Yingluo, when I left, I took your maid with me, and now it has returned to its original owner!"

"master!"

"master!"

Naturally, the two female ghost kings, who were shaken off by Feng Bingwen from their sleeves, could not help but burst into tears, cold tears, when they saw their surroundings clearly, especially the burly figure in front of them that they had missed for an unknown amount of time.

Sliding from the corner of the eye.

They stayed in Feng Bingwen's sleeve robe. Although they no longer had the worries of being exterminated, what Feng Bingwen used to collect them was a magical power. No matter how unbearable it was, his own cultivation was there, and he was suppressed by his strength.

, they were trapped in the magical power of that sleeve, and had no sense of the outside world. They even had no direction, no sun, no moon, no light and no darkness.

Fortunately, they are ghosts. Otherwise, if they were ordinary people, they would have been in such an environment for a long time and would not even know when they would be able to get out. Their minds would have collapsed long ago.

But even so, they were extremely uncomfortable in it. When they came out and saw the master again, they were naturally very excited and excited. But they also saw the scene in front of them, and after calling out, they returned to their normal state.

The attendants stood aside, not daring to make any mistakes.

"Thanks to Feng Daozi for taking action this time!"

Seeing that the maidservant of the Ghost King whom he had put so much effort into cultivating was still there, Yingluoxian, who had a somewhat strange expression on his face, immediately softened his voice and raised his hand to salute again to express his thanks. No matter what, he still had to accept this favor.

"It's just a little effort, it's nothing. You don't have to worry about winning Immortal Master Luo!"

Feng Bingwen said very politely.

"For Feng Daozi, it may be just casual, but for my two maids, it is a matter of soul-crushing death!"

Immortal Master Yingluo didn't know what would have happened if these two maids had not been taken away by the Taoist in front of him. He had already gone back to look at that cave, and there was not even a brick or tile left for him.

Down.

"It's nothing. When I'm reading Taoist scriptures in your library, senior, I still have these two to serve me."

"This is their blessing!"

"That's true!"

Feng Bingwen said with a smile, then waved his hand again, and a passage connecting to the blessed land appeared.

Because Feng Bingwen directly opened the passage connecting the two places, Immortal Master Yingluo could see more than a hundred Netherworld Dao disciples standing, sitting or lying on the desolate floating island.

And those disciples of the Netherworld Dao who have not yet had the luck to practice martial arts at this moment can also see Immortal Master Yingluo, an immortal with a very Netherworld Dao style.

"Everyone, come out! Your sect is safe!"

Feng Bingwen sent a message to the more than a hundred monks.

The monks who were still meditating or recuperating from their injuries also woke up from their trance, opened their eyes one after another, and looked in the direction of the passage.

But when they listened to Feng Bingwen's words, they looked at each other, and for a moment, no one made any move.

This made Immortal Master Yingluo, who was specifically looking for Feng Bingwen, feel ashamed, but he could understand the thoughts of these disciples. After all, You Ming had revealed what happened and witnessed the death of relatives and friends.

It is inevitable that you will have some doubts in your mind.
To be continued...