"Be extra careful on this long journey!"
In front of the Feng family gate, Feng Bingwen, who had already made preparations for his study tour, patiently listened to the endless admonitions from his elders, his expression showing no impatience whatsoever.
"I know!"
"Um!"
The handsome young man, though young, already exuded a strong masculine air. He nodded in agreement from time to time. No matter how worried the old man was, he couldn't stop him. No matter how much he talked, there was always an end to it.
"Grandpa, Grandma, your grandson is about to set off. Please take care of yourselves and stay healthy!"
Feng Bingwen bowed to the two old men. Beside him, his father sat on the carriage with a troubled expression, his face showing a hint of pain. He had been listening for half an hour.
"Okay, we'll keep an eye on it. You can go now!"
Finally, the time for parting arrived. The two old men watched as Feng Bingwen boarded the puppet carriage that his eldest son had spent a fortune to buy, and then, pulled by the puppet horses that gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight, the carriage slowly accelerated.
"Dad, that's enough, put me down now!"
As soon as the carriage stepped onto the official road, Feng Bingwen, who was sitting in the carriage, took the initiative to call for a stop. Feng's father quickly pressed a mechanism in the carriage, and the galloping puppet horse slowly came to a stop.
"Weren't you planning to go to Cangshan County?"
"That was the route my grandfather planned for me. I don't want to go there; it's boring, and I've already been there once!"
"Where do you want to go?"
"Wherever I go, that's where I'll be; a man should roam the world!"
"Although the world is at peace now, there are still bandits and robbers who rob people on the way!"
Feng Zichuan reminded him.
“Dad, I haven’t shown it in the past few years. Have you forgotten that I ate the fairy fruit when I was a child?”
So, Feng Bingwen got out of the carriage and, in front of his father, lifted the puppet horse, which weighed nearly a thousand pounds, with one hand. Feng Zichuan clicked his tongue in amazement, squeezed his arm, and then jumped back into the carriage with peace of mind. He drove back to the prefectural city alone, leaving Feng Bingwen to roam on the busy official road.
With a single arm, he has the strength of nearly a thousand pounds. It's just a study tour, what is there to worry about? If some blind fool were to rob his son, who knows who would be the one to be beaten to death.
"It's like nobody's going to care anymore!"
Watching the rather eye-catching puppet carriage disappear from sight in a cloud of dust, Feng Bingwen stretched lazily with a look of satisfaction. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he followed a vague sense of direction and strode forward in a completely unfamiliar direction.
...
Whoosh!
In the slightly murky river, a splash suddenly appeared as a fish tail, as wide as a boat, lashed out, reflecting a dazzling silver light under the sunlight. It vanished in an instant, then disappeared underwater, creating a huge splash.
Then the murky river water immediately returned to calm, but only for a moment, the surface of the water exploded, and a blue fish leaped out from it, stirring up huge waves. Its blue scales shimmered, reflecting a cold, metallic luster.
"River monster!"
A woman washing clothes on the riverbank looked up and noticed the movement in the lake. Startled, she dropped her clothes and screamed, her face ashen. Her scream immediately attracted the attention of those around her.
The farm women washing clothes nearby looked up and immediately saw the bluefish that kept leaping out of the lake. When they saw the huge bluefish, which was so big that it could easily smash a small boat with one slap, and could be called a monster, all the farm women were terrified and turned pale.
However, some observant and daring individuals noticed that a large blue carp, seemingly the kind that their Xiaxi Village had worshipped as the river god for generations, suddenly appeared in the lake, as if it were fleeing or hiding from something.
Soon, this group of ordinary people, simply going about their daily work and who happened to notice this scene, saw a flash of purple light in the slightly murky lake in the distance.
The large bluefish that was struggling frantically suddenly stopped moving. Its scales, which looked as hard as steel, were torn apart, and bright red blood splattered into the lake water, staining that area of water red.
At this moment, the being that had easily slaughtered the monster suddenly revealed itself, but most of its long and slender body was submerged in the lake water, with only a part of it exposed.
Even this small portion was enough to make the villagers of Xiaxi Village kneel on the ground with excitement and joy as they witnessed this scene.
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"Dragon King!"
"The real river god!"
"This humble servant kowtows to the Dragon King."
What revealed itself in the river at this moment was a purple dragon, shimmering with purple light, extremely ferocious yet still majestic and elegant.
After slaughtering the aquatic monster that had plagued the area and caused villagers to regularly offer its blood, the purple dragon, disregarding the worship and prayers of the mortals, sank into the water and disappeared.
This was Shui Ling, who had received Feng Bingwen's order to hunt down the scattered and fleeing demons. Because she had obtained a true dragon's source energy, she was the most intelligent and was therefore entrusted with this important task by Feng Bingwen.
However, several months have passed, and this innate water spirit with the form of a true dragon has long since annihilated all those demons who dared to gnaw on the wall.
However, Feng Bingwen had given him the order to eliminate demons and monsters, but he did not specify that he should return immediately after completing the task, so Shui Ling remained away and never returned.
The reason for this is that the five innate spirits that are born together each have their own independent will, and the water spirit is the most spiritual.
Having received her master's orders, Shui Ling, who was out for the first time, naturally did not want to go back like this. She decided to carry out Feng Bingwen's orders to the end, slay demons and monsters, and take the opportunity to tour the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Therefore, this bewildered, intelligent, and curious water spirit wandered around. Fortunately, its travels were all within the Great Gan territory, so it encountered almost no real danger.
Purple scales, resembling a real dragon!
In the vast waters, unless someone is completely insane, no one would dare to lay a hand on such aquatic creatures.
Chant—
At this moment, the purple dragon, who was just about to make a move, paused, feeling the will transmitted from the darkness, and immediately looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.
Then a hazy mist spread across the water, and the agile dragon rose from the water, then soared into the sky and disappeared into the heavens, heading rapidly toward the location it sensed.
The master, who had previously ignored him, finally gave him a clear command. Having received the clear order, Zilong naturally did not have any intention of resisting. Instead, he wagged his tail and quickly sped towards the location he sensed.
Before long, the man and the dragon met in the sky above a large swamp. Feng Bingwen, who was riding the clouds, saw the purple dragon, which was more than ten feet long and was surging in the clouds. Without saying a word, he reached out his hand.
With a dragon's roar, the purple dragon crashed into his body. The moment it touched him, it entered his body, and a surge of spiritual energy followed. The vast water elemental energy flowed through his meridians and was quickly refined by him.
This is the harvest of Shui Ling during the free-range period. During this time, with the advantage of her innate spirit, she has found countless spiritual objects, devoured them and stored them in her body, waiting to return and give them back to Feng Bingwen.
"Um?"
With the influx of spiritual energy, his cultivation level subtly increased. Feng Bingwen didn't care about this. If he didn't solidify his foundation, with his innate Five Elements Dao Body, he could cultivate at a rocket-like speed, improving every day if he wanted to. But that would be overdrawing his resources, which was unwise.
Therefore, after refining all the spiritual items brought back by Shui Ling, Feng Bingwen did not rush to improve his cultivation level, but instead suppressed it once again.
Moreover, Feng Bingwen was more interested in Shui Ling's experiences during this period than in the spiritual objects he brought back.
The moment the water spirit merged into his body, everything he had seen and heard over the past few months was displayed in his mind, as if he had experienced it himself.
As Feng Bingwen browsed through Shui Ling's experiences, he quickly discovered inconsistencies in Shui Ling's observations.
It wasn't that there was anything wrong with the water spirit; the dragon spirit had always followed the order to slay demons and monsters, and even used this as an excuse to linger and not return.
However, this water spirit had a lot of contact with mortals during the process of slaying demons and monsters, but he was just like a passerby, never interfering no matter what happened.
"..."
On the contrary, Feng Bingwen, who witnessed all of this, stood in the clouds, facing the chilly wind, and remained silent for a long time.
"what goes around comes around!"
Feng Bingwen kept repeating the words engraved on the title page of the Heavenly Book: "Evil will be punished." He truly lived up to this principle to the extreme. Anyone who brought him evil karma according to the Heavenly Book was punished with thunder and lightning without any mercy.
However, he had overlooked the idea that good deeds are rewarded for a long time, and had almost forgotten it.
However, upon witnessing a scene from Shui Ling's story today, he was suddenly jolted awake.
Punishing evil without promoting good is not the right path; he has already gone astray.
"It's time to repay the kindness!"
Feng Bingwen let out a sigh, and above his head, a square cauldron enveloped in primordial energy appeared faintly. Then, carrying his figure, he flashed through the air and directly entered the earth's veins. Using the authority of the mountain god and the land god, he traversed the earth's veins at lightning speed and soon found a place where Shui Ling had been.
This is a village by the water. In the village, some people are washing clothes, some are carrying water, and in their spare time, they occasionally make merry with words. It is full of the warmth of everyday life.
Soon, a slightly slender young man carrying buckets of water arrived at the water's edge. The lakeside was quiet for a moment as many eyes fell on him, some with pity, others with a hint of relief.
"Young man from the Xiao family, you're here again to fetch water for your second uncle's family?"
Someone looked at the somewhat frail-looking boy and couldn't help but shout out.
"You never learn!"
"Sanlang, your aunt has a sore back and aching waist. Come over and help your aunt pat her clothes."
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