"An ancient immortal reincarnated!"

A faint fragrance filled the air. Feng Bingwen emerged from his meditation and slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was his newly built, magnificent palace.

The seemingly real half-withered gourd vines and thatched hut had vanished. But the words of the young man in blue were still vivid in his ears; he could recall every single word of their conversation.

Looking inward, one sees the innate five elements of immortal energy circulating in unison, surging powerfully through the meridians, increasing by an almost imperceptible amount with each major cycle.

His cultivation was not affected in the slightest. He seemed to have just taken a short nap and had an extremely vivid dream, but Feng Bingwen dared not take it as a dream.

"Um?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen noticed another anomaly: the Heavenly Book, which was immersed in his sea of ​​consciousness, spontaneously combusted once again.

However, this time the spontaneously combusting flame was far too faint; the barely perceptible crimson hue would have made it appear as a transparent flame if one did not observe closely.

"Evil karma!"

The evil deeds manifested in the Heavenly Book are slowly decreasing at an extremely steady pace. Although the flame is small, judging from the five-figure number of evil deeds on the Heavenly Book, Feng Bingwen estimates that it can burn for a long time.

"It seems it's true!"

Feng Bingwen slowly exhaled. Although the Heavenly Book did not show any record, he had a vague feeling that this time the evil act was actively burning, which must be related to the reincarnation of that ancient immortal.

He remembered that when he inherited the Dao body origin severed by this ancient immortal, the Heavenly Book also burned away more than 20,000 evil deeds, which was the largest amount of evil karma he had ever expended so far.

Now this evil karma has finally manifested, and he will have to bear the consequences.

However, judging from the current situation, there should be no danger. It's just that we don't know the condition of that ancient immortal reincarnation. We need to go and see before we can draw a conclusion.

"It's been over a year since I left home, it's time to go back and visit!"

On a whim, Feng Bingwen had a sudden thought of returning home, but he hesitated because he remembered his master's instructions.

His master once told him that he was about to undergo tribulation and become an immortal, and that he should observe and learn from him. However, he didn't know how long it would take for his master to undergo tribulation.

"Ask!"

There was no need to guess about such things. Feng Bingwen didn't even hesitate and directly took out the jade seal that could control the Zhanmeng Islands. This magical treasure with endless uses could also be used to contact fellow disciples.

"master!"

Feng Bingwen extended his divine sense into the jade seal, and immediately, in his perception, hundreds of spiritual lights of varying strengths emerged. However, most of these spiritual lights were in a dormant state, with only a very few showing subtle fluctuations, which were actually communicating.

Feng Bingwen, with practiced ease, sent a divine thought towards a spiritual light he was most familiar with, and almost instantly received a response.

"What is it?"

"I would like to ask you something."

"explain."

"When will Master undergo his tribulation?"

"Is there something you need?"

The spiritual light representing Zhao Junxian suddenly flickered more intensely.

"Yes, disciple needs to leave the mountain gate to take care of some matters, and the return date is uncertain."

"Then go. Do as you please. Before you leave, remember to visit the Daoist Scripture Hall. With your status, you can take some Daoist books with you and study and comprehend them carefully on the way."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

"As for my tribulation, it will be in the next two years. I will let you know when that time comes, so you don't need to worry."

"Two years? Master, didn't you say you were about to lose control?"

"Yes, so I'll be undergoing a tribulation in the next two years."

"..."

Feng Bingwen fell silent immediately; his sense of time had not yet transformed into that of a cultivator.

Clearly, the master and disciple had different understandings of "speed." More accurately, Feng Bingwen lacked the self-awareness of a cultivator, and his concept of time remained at the level of an ordinary person.

"In that case, there is enough time."

"Okay, go ahead!"

Zhao Junxian was very tolerant of Feng Bingwen. He had just brought this disciple back from outside, and the disciple hadn't even stayed for a full month before leaving again.

Even so, he didn't care too much, and didn't even bother to ask what the disciple was going to do.

In his view, this disciple had his own destiny and there was no need to worry about him. He only needed to give him some guidance and there was no need to take care of everything.

After a brief and straightforward exchange with his master, Feng Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief. Two years was plenty of time, and everything could be arranged well.

He had a natural connection with the reincarnated immortal, and he wouldn't need to go through too much trouble to find her. Regardless of the circumstances, with his current status, he would be able to settle this ancient immortal in a very short time.

After all, after that ancient immortal was reincarnated, he still cultivated Taoism, not martial arts, and went into battle to kill enemies, so he didn't need to watch over him all the time.

Thinking this, Feng Bingwen took out a jade hammer and gently struck a golden bell hanging in the main hall. The bell sound was clear, deep, melodious and pleasant. After leaving the main hall, it spread far and wide, reaching hundreds of miles away.

This was left behind by a demon king before he moved away. Its purpose was to ring the golden bell when he was in the mood to summon troops for a martial arts exercise.

"master!"

As soon as the bell stopped ringing, a five-colored spiritual light came from there. When it landed, it transformed into a pretty girl with deer antlers on her forehead, delicate and lovely skin, and a charming and adorable appearance.

"Please wait a moment!"

Feng Bingwen waved his hand, and a seemingly simple futon appeared beside the girl. It was also a good thing that the Monkey King had scavenged from the moving demon king.

It's no exaggeration to say that those demon kings who ran around his cave and established their own kingdoms were all incredibly wealthy, far beyond what a disciple like him, who had only been a disciple for a few days, could even imagine.

Of course, given more time to accumulate wealth, Feng Bingwen will surely be able to amass an astonishing fortune, which he can use to acquire magical artifacts and cultivate mounts and spirit beasts.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

"Greetings, sir!"

Before long, dazzling divine rainbows and spiritual lights flew in from all directions of the archipelago and gathered in the Dao Palace located at the convergence of the dragon veins.

"I plan to travel around; is there anyone willing to accompany me?"

With a smile on his face, Feng Bingwen asked directly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the Dao Palace fell silent.

The first to speak was surprisingly Lingming Golden Ape, who had just pledged allegiance to Feng Bingwen. He was undoubtedly the strongest under Feng Bingwen's command. He hesitated for only a moment before speaking.

"I am willing to serve you, sir!"

"I'd love to!"

The other followers of number nine spoke up one after another, feeling annoyed that their reaction time was far too slow.

The main reason was that they didn't expect Feng Bingwen to say such a thing. They had only just settled down, so why did he want to travel around? Couldn't he calm down and cultivate for a while?

Moreover, the cave dwelling assigned to Feng Bingwen is not only vast in area, but more importantly, its spiritual energy and Dao essence surpass 99% of the spiritual mountains and divine lands in the world, making it a rare place for cultivation.

Above the High Heavens

Even though they all had extraordinary backgrounds before joining Feng Bingwen, they still didn't have such a cultivation environment. There was no way around it; their clans couldn't compare to the Supreme Dao.

"good!"

Feng Bingwen spoke, uttering profound words that instantly silenced all the noise.

"Hana Chaoyan, Xiong Cuiyue, will accompany me!"

He simply named two of his followers without much thought, intending to use one as a porter and the other as a enforcer to handle any minor troubles that might arise.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

As soon as Feng Bingwen's will was conveyed, the first to emerge as a Saint, the Brilliant Golden Ape, could no longer contain itself and began to grumble, its eyes and face filled with resentment.

"Why not choose me? I can crush them all with one hand!"

"You impudent monkey, what makes you so arrogant just because you've been cultivating for longer than us? In a battle between equals, I'll kill you like a dog!"

The Monkey King's arrogant remarks immediately enraged Feng Bingwen's followers. Who could tolerate such provocation? They were no ordinary people.

"A battle between equals? You think you're worthy?"

Seeing the crowd's outrage, the Monkey King not only did not back down, but his expression became even more arrogant and tyrannical. He unscrupulously displayed his demonic aura, and the terrifying aura oppressed Feng Bingwen's nine followers.

"I was simply untrained before, otherwise do you think you were qualified to see me?"

"Enough!"

Upon seeing the monkey reveal its hideous and monstrous face, the Xuanhuang Immortal Cauldron appeared in mid-air. Feng Bingwen spoke up and rebuked it, and the demonic aura throughout the hall instantly vanished, as if it had never existed.

“Yuan Sheng, the reason I’m not taking you on this trip is because this place needs a powerful demon king to guard it. Although my Taishang Dao is the leader of the Daoist sects, there have always been many who are hostile to my Taishang Dao. We cannot be careless!”

"Yuan Sheng respectfully obeys Your Majesty's decree!"

Upon hearing that Feng Bingwen's purpose in keeping him was to have him guard the islands, the Monkey King's eyes immediately lit up with smugness, displaying an unrestrained and carefree attitude.

"I have no major business on this trip. I will return in two years at most. You all must cultivate diligently and not be negligent. When I return, I will test you and punish you accordingly!"

"yes!"

Numerous auspicious and sacred beasts, as well as ancient and undead species, responded, indicating that they would obey Feng Bingwen's will in everything.

After all the arrangements for the cave dwelling were completed, Feng Bingwen happily got up and left the Zhanmeng Islands with his mount and henchmen, heading towards the teleportation array set up on the mountain gate continent.

The Supreme Dao often has disciples who wish to travel throughout the nine provinces of the human race, to temper their minds, broaden their experience, and seek opportunities.

However, the Supreme Dao Mountain Gate is isolated outside the Nine Provinces of the human race. It's fine for immortals, but for ordinary disciples, the time it would take to travel there is enough to live a mortal's entire life.

Therefore, a teleportation array was set up in the mountain gate specifically for disciples whose cultivation level was insufficient, so that they could travel to any place in the Nine Continents of the Human Race.

Therefore, from the moment Feng Bingwen had the idea to asking his master, then arranging matters, and finally returning to Donghua Continent, it only took him less than a day, an efficiency that ordinary cultivators could only look up to.

"Is this where the master was born?"

A sky full of stars hung high in the dark night sky, and the rhythmic chirping of insects came from all directions, making the night even more tranquil. The antlered girl standing beside Feng Bingwen looked around curiously. Although the spiritual energy here was particularly thin, the scenery was indeed exceptionally beautiful.

Of course, the main reason was that Feng Bingwen told them he needed to go home first to visit his elders, so both the five-colored deer and the tyrannical bear beside Feng Bingwen looked extremely nervous.

Because they were all prepared to pay homage to powerful cultivators. In their eyes, the family that could raise Feng Bingwen, a person capable of overpowering Daoist prodigies, must be extremely terrifying, and their elders might even be figures that their own clan's ancestors had to look up to.

"No, there's still some distance!"

Feng Bingwen gazed at the starry sky, using the constellations to determine his location. This was a basic skill for a cultivator, just like an ordinary farmer in the countryside who could determine the time of day by observing the position of the sun in the sky.

"oh!"

The girl looked somewhat apprehensive, while Xiong Cuiyue, who was burly and tall, standing beside her like a miniature giant, also showed some awe.

Feng Bingwen paid no attention to the strange behavior of his two followers. His attention was focused on the Heavenly Book, which was constantly adding records of good deeds and bad deeds, most of which pointed to his father, Feng Zichuan.

"What kind of situation is this, where the son has to clean up his father's mess!"

Even someone like Feng Bingwen, who had little political experience, knew that his father's actions were tantamount to courting disaster.

The Daqian Dynasty suffered a defeat in its foreign wars, a victory that felt like a loss. War raged across the borders, and the land was filled with the cries of the dying. At this time, a wealthy merchant, whose fortune was the largest in the province, generously distributed his entire fortune to help the disaster victims.

What would the emperor of the current dynasty think if he saw such a person? Would he think he was benevolent and virtuous? Bah! A traitorous minister who tries to win people's hearts, he deserves to be executed!

To be honest, Feng Bingwen felt that it wouldn't be too surprising if the emperor took action against his father, but judging from the current situation, his deterrent power should be sufficient.

"Let's be more flamboyant!"

After a moment's thought, Feng Bingwen simply took out the Cloud Dragon Chariot. Accompanied by six dragon roars, the ancient celestial god who had appeared in the Supreme Dao once again appeared in the sky above the territory of the Great Gan Dynasty.

Even with the bright moon in the sky, the stirring dragon's roar, and the cloud trails spreading across the heavens, the scene still alarmed many gods and cultivators.

In an instant, countless divine lights rose into the sky. It was the surrounding gods who had noticed the abnormality and were checking the situation. Since they had received incense offerings, they had to take responsibility.

However, when they saw the scene in the clouds, they were all shocked and bewildered, because they clearly saw a being riding six agile cloud dragons, patrolling the sky, like an ancient god inspecting his territory.

"He is a reincarnated sage!"

Suddenly, a deity cried out in surprise. Feng Bingwen did not conceal his face and openly displayed his appearance, so he was quickly recognized by the surrounding deities.