"Really? You're not kidding, are you?"

"Master is back? Where? Where is he?"

"Master, master, I've missed you so much!"

As the stone lion at the entrance roared, the Feng family mansion instantly became bustling with activity, a veritable uproar. However, the commotion caused by this mansion, which had become the center of the expanded Feng family town, did not affect the surrounding residents, or at least not the lives of ordinary people.

The world of spirits and demons is largely separate from the world of mortals. Only when mortals embark on the path of cultivation and their life essence begins to transform, while spirits and demons further strengthen and gain the ability to take human form, will the two come into contact.

"Don't be so noisy!"

Seeing the commotion caused by his appearance, Feng Bingwen raised his palm and gently tapped it. A simple illusion spell enveloped the entire blessed land, isolating it from the outside world.

The weakest spirits are invisible to ordinary people, but those spirits born in his mansion due to his constitution are clearly not weak at all. In just a few years, they have all gained considerable power.

To put it simply, these guys all have the ability to cause trouble. If the stone lion at the entrance of his house, which is used to protect the house, were to move, few mortals could stop it.

"Oh dear, neither Sister Suya nor Sister Boyao are here!"

"Senior Brother Changshou is at the manor!"

The moment Feng Bingwen stepped across his own threshold, a cacophony of chattering sounds surged in from all directions, bringing everything in sight to life.

Bluestone slabs, stone benches, teapots, lanterns, beams, flowers, butterflies... Seeing such a bizarre and wonderful scene, even the well-traveled Feng Bingwen couldn't help but twitch his lips.

However, he didn't pay attention to himself, but turned around to look at his grandmother who was returning home surrounded by a flock of geese.

The old woman was originally just an ordinary mortal. Unless it was a spirit or monster with a certain level of strength, she could neither see nor hear it even if it was hovering in front of her.

But things are different now. Not only are these spirits different, but the old woman has also undergone a complete transformation. She can see everything that ordinary cultivators can see, after all, the geese she raises are already outrageous enough.

"These guys don't usually disturb your rest, do they?"

As he spoke, Feng Bingwen was also a little embarrassed. At that time, he had entered the world of cultivation in a daze, a complete novice who knew nothing and left behind such a mess.

Cultivators who have reached a certain level of strength will set up a spirit-suppressing array in their long-term residence. This spirit does not refer to the spiritual energy floating in the air, but rather to spirituality.

After all, in theory, all things in the world have the opportunity to develop intelligence and spirituality, and objects that have been in contact with cultivators for a long time have an even more frighteningly high probability of developing spirituality!

The First Cause of All Realms

However, almost all cultivators dislike the stool they sit on or the cushion they use that suddenly comes to life, causing them countless troubles. Thus, the spirit-suppressing array was born.

Some cultivators with an extremely strong desire for control will even inscribe such spell arrays that stifle spirituality on their magical artifacts. They do not want the magical artifacts they rely on for survival to have their own consciousness, even if it would increase the upper limit of the magical artifacts.

"It's good for such a big house to be a little noisy."

Looking at the chaotic scene before her, which resembled a horde of demons dancing wildly, the old woman's expression was beyond calm; she was even somewhat gratified. She had long since adapted to, or rather, become accustomed to, it was.

At first, the elderly woman would worry or even feel anxious, but as time went on, she realized that those strange things would not only not harm her, but would also bring her a lot of fun and convenience, and she would naturally adapt to them.

A broom that sweeps the floor by itself, a lantern that lights up on time when night falls, and even kitchen utensils that can cook rice and other dishes by themselves... As long as you can accept all of this, you will like these little guys more and more.

"That's good!"

Seeing that the old man had adapted to the environment, Feng Bingwen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Bingwen discovered that the spirits and monsters in his mansion had more unfamiliar faces than when he first left. He didn't know if they were born after he left or if they came from other places.

Of course, in either case, as long as his grandmother is happy, that's fine. If the old lady minds, he might have to find a way to clean things up and move these spirits to a new place.

"Master, you're back!"

At this moment, in the exquisite and small yet fully-equipped garden of the Feng family, a child with dark green hair hanging down emerged, then looked at Feng Bingwen with a look of surprise and joy, a genuine smile on his face.

"longevity!"

Feng Bingwen immediately recognized the true form of this plant spirit, which looked no different from a human child, as one of the three plant spirits he had adopted.

"Not bad, it seems you haven't slacked off all these years!"

When master and servant met, Feng Bingwen naturally did not hold back his praise.

Although he thought this plant spirit was ridiculously weak, he had to be understanding of it considering its origins and the time it had been around.

After all, its original form was a green vine, and it was more of an ornamental plant, although it did not develop its spirituality under his influence.

However, precisely because of this, its foundation is indeed very poor. Moreover, among the many kinds of spirits and monsters, the growth of plant spirits often takes thousands of years before significant progress can be seen.

Of course, there's no need to say these things. In just a few years, his home wasn't some kind of blessed land. He had only lived there for a few years after obtaining the Innate Five Elements Dao Body. It was already quite remarkable that he could step into the threshold of cultivation with these things!

Not everyone in this world is a genius; the majority are mediocre. Feng Bingwen was originally only somewhat talented, which is why he was able to empathize with others.

"I am still grateful for your guidance, Master. Without the cultivation methods you left behind, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

Changshou was sincerely grateful to the young man in front of him. If it weren't for this person, how could he have such a situation?

For a plant-like spirit like him, it would be quite fortunate if he weren't killed or captured to be used for alchemy. How could he be like this now, where not only is his safety no longer a concern, but he can also obtain cultivation methods that suit him?

"Don't underestimate yourself. If you don't work hard, you won't be able to obtain the cultivation method I left you!"

Feng Bingwen remembered that before he left, he left those simple and crude cultivation methods on a floating palace city that could be suspended in the sky.

For a plant spirit to ascend to that floating city, it would require a considerable amount of effort, not to mention the various trials that awaited it. The fact that it was able to obtain the cultivation method it left behind already proved its special qualities, even if it was inherently mediocre.

But what does a disadvantage from birth matter? There are plenty of things in this world that can defy fate and change destiny. Although they are extremely precious to ordinary mortals, and even cultivators may not see them once in their entire lives, they are not too rare to Feng Bingwen.

Having already advanced to the Cave Profound Realm, he further explored the potential and hidden treasures contained within his physique. The immortal power he cultivated could also improve his aptitude, but Feng Bingwen had no idea exactly how much it could improve it.

"Oh my, it really is Master! Master is back!"

A pure white light shone overhead, followed by a fresh and delicate floral fragrance carried on the breeze, and finally, something soft bumped into my arms.

The young Taoist reached out and pulled her into his arms. Looking at her flawless, delicate face, which was only half the size of a palm, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Little Suya, have you missed your master all these years?"

"Waaaaah, I missed you so much! I thought about you day and night, Master! You're finally back!"

Little White Peony nestled in Feng Bingwen's arms, crying and laughing at the same time, filling the air with a rich and fragrant aroma. This was enough to show how excited she was, that even her own vital energy was beginning to leak out and could not be contained.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. I'm back now, aren't I?"

Feng Bingwen comforted the little flower spirit, who had grown to be half a person's height. In terms of growth rate, this little guy was far more amazing than Changshou.

Of course, it's not that this little flower spirit is better than Changshou, nor is it that she is more hardworking than Changshou. The real reason is that Feng Bingwen doted on this little one the most back then.

"But sir, you're back! You'll only stay for a short while before leaving again, waaaah!"

Buried in Feng Bingwen's arms, the little flower fairy tried her best to absorb the insignificant aura emanating from Feng Bingwen, a look of comfort and joy on her face. At the same time, she thought of the upcoming parting scene and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Can you please not leave?"

"A man's ambition lies in all directions. I can't stay in one place for too long, but don't worry, I'll definitely take you with me when I leave!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's promise, Xiao Bai Shao, who was already extremely sad, immediately stopped crying. She raised her head, stared with her big, teary eyes, and asked with a look of expectation mixed with some uncertainty.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true! When has your husband ever lied?"

Feng Bingwen reached out and pinched the little flower spirit's cheek. To be honest, after raising this little guy for so long, this was the first time he had ever experienced the feel of a cheek. After all, the little guy was so small before that he could have killed it with a single finger.

"But I'm useless and can't help you at all, sir!"

When she said this, Xiaobai Shao Suya was still a little conflicted. The master was much stronger than he had been a few years ago. As a naturally sensitive plant spirit, she could vaguely sense this power.

“Master, if you take me with you, I will definitely become a burden to you. I don’t want to be a drag on you!”

"Don't worry, I'm all-powerful. If anything happens, you won't be a burden to me!"

Feng Bingwen looked at Xiao Baishao with surprise and some relief. It wasn't for nothing that he had raised this little one to this age; she was quite caring towards him. As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her pert little nose.

"Oh, my lord is the best!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaobai Shao beamed with joy, unconditionally believing everything her master said.

Since the master said it wouldn't have any impact, then it definitely wouldn't have any impact. As for Feng Bingwen, this decision wasn't something he came up with on a whim. Well, he had this idea just before he even stepped through the gate, when the stone lion at the entrance roared at him.

These spirits, born because of him, can no longer be allowed to cause trouble outside. They were incompetent before, but now that they have the opportunity, they naturally need to be kept under his watchful eye.

Although these little guys have decent values ​​thanks to his guidance and upbringing, any being that becomes powerful enough to pose a threat, even if it does nothing but sit still.

These spirits are such beings. Although they can't cause any trouble now, and an army could easily suppress and wipe them all out, given enough time, perhaps one of them will emerge as a powerful demon who commands a region.

The future is promising!

However, Feng Bingwen, who can see cause and effect, is most afraid of this thing. If he goes astray in one of the ways, or unintentionally hurts someone or does something evil, he will have to bear part of the cause and effect.

Of course, aside from cause and effect, if these little guys are guided properly, they might be able to create a lot of good deeds for him. Everything has two sides, after all.

"Waaaaah! You stinky Suya, you bad Suya, Master is back, and you didn't even call me, but instead sneaked back all by yourself!"

Another bright yellow light streaked across the sky, accompanied by the pervasive fragrance of chrysanthemums, and a delicate little figure, as if it had stepped out of a painting, hung on Feng Bingwen.

"It's not that I didn't call you, I thought you heard me, who would have thought you were so slow?"

Nestled in Feng Bingwen's arms, Su Ya, the little white peony, responded confidently, showing no remorse whatsoever for her despicable act of eating alone.

"You're so wicked, sir! Look at her!"

The chrysanthemum fairy Bo Yao was furious, but instead of arguing with her actually very close sister, she took the opportunity to complain to her sister whom she hadn't seen for years.

"Alright, what's the point of arguing over such a small matter? What does it matter if I'm a step late or a step late? You've all seen me now, haven't you?"

Feng Bingwen chose the most common approach of compromise, something no different from children playing around, and there was no need to argue about it.

This harmonious and beautiful scene was witnessed by an old man. As he watched his son interact with the two ethereal spirits, a look of worry appeared in his eyes.

"She's prettier than any fairy in heaven, but with such a small body, how can she give birth?"

The flower fairy's appearance was truly impeccable, but her height of just over three feet, less than four feet, was something the old man couldn't help but worry about.

She really couldn't see any possibility of carrying on the family line, after all, her body was just too small, and she found it hard to accept.