"It's nothing, my Dao Lord just fished up a big guy from the void beyond the realm, and he's dealing with it right now!"
Feng Bingwen looked at the young man in blue robes whose face showed urgency, which was completely different from his previous impression of him. He understood what was going on and immediately spoke in a nonchalant tone.
He was pulled into a dream as soon as he left the mountain gate, which means that the other party had been paying attention to Taishangdao or had been paying attention to him.
"Beyond the realm, in the vast void!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the young man in blue immediately showed excitement. However, he quickly noticed Feng Bingwen's gaze. Before Feng Bingwen could say anything, he saw the young man wave his hand.
Sitting in the cloud dragon carriage, Feng Bingwen, with his head bowed, trembled, but quickly regained his senses. He looked at the sea of clouds drifting around him, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.
"What's going on? I was kicked out before I could even say two words."
The young Taoist muttered something, but before he could finish speaking, an unusual phenomenon occurred.
The sky was filled with rosy clouds, and a sacred aura permeated the heavens and earth. The nine cloud dragons that were dragging the millstone carrying Feng Bingwen forward at high speed trembled involuntarily, doing things that had nothing to do with their divine and extraordinary dragon forms, and completely disgracing the dragon race.
But at this moment, Feng Bingwen had no mind to care about the trembling Yunling. His gaze was fixed on the cracked void, which was the source of all the strange phenomena. A hoof stepped out, and then a huge head appeared in front of Feng Bingwen.
Dragon head, deer antlers, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake scales, horse hooves...
Feng Bingwen, who had been on high alert, immediately relaxed. He couldn't say he was familiar with this auspicious beast, but it wasn't unfamiliar either, since this was the second time they had met.
"You came here to take me away?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a smile. At this moment, he still couldn't sense how strong this Qilin was, but one thing was certain: it was an existence that he couldn't defeat at this time.
This auspicious sacred beast, whose every step was accompanied by five-colored rays of light and numerous strange phenomena, did not respond to Feng Bingwen's inquiry.
It simply walked in front of the already stopped Yunlong Chariot, turned around, and displayed its flat and towering back to Feng Bingwen.
"Tsk!"
Practice makes perfect, so Feng Bingwen didn't hesitate. After putting away the Cloud Dragon Chariot, he floated into the air and straddled the back of the Qilin. However, he had just settled down when the Qilin moved.
Despite being a Yuan Dan cultivator, Feng Bingwen couldn't maintain his balance and had to lie on the back of the Qilin, just like he had done years ago.
"Damn it!"
Feng Bingwen silently complained to himself. He understood perfectly well that this Qilin only allowed him to lie on its back, not to ride it.
Although it was somewhat different from what I had imagined, being able to lie on the back of a Qilin already surpassed that of many cultivators, and countless cultivators would envy and be jealous of it.
"So what if I look pathetic? Nobody's going to see me anyway. One day, I'll definitely ride this Qilin rightfully beneath me!"
While trying to save face, Feng Bingwen also set himself a short- to medium-term goal. As these thoughts raced through his mind, the Qilin tore through the void and disappeared with Feng Bingwen into the vast ocean.
Just as Feng Bingwen disappeared, a pair of enormous eyes, stretching across the sky, flashed briefly high in the heavens, almost unnoticed by anyone, before gradually fading away.
"Shatter the void!"
Feng Bingwen was unaware of what was happening behind him. His gaze was focused on the darkness and nothingness that was constantly drifting behind him. Occasionally, he could see some ancient artifacts floating in the darkness, exuding a sense of vicissitude or eeriness.
Compared to immortals, saints, gods, and demons who are thousands or tens of thousands of feet tall, the Qilin is not considered tall. At least the Qilin carrying Feng Bingwen at this moment is only about ten feet tall.
Even with such a "tiny" size, it can easily tear through space and travel through the void. This is a true divine ability, no longer limited by vast regions. With a thought, it can reach the place it wants in a very short time.
Such power is also an important indicator of a martial artist's combat strength in martial arts. A martial artist who can shatter the void with pure physical strength is qualified to establish a sect and gain recognition.
However, unlike those martial artists who tear through the void with their powerful physiques, Feng Bingwen carefully observed that this Qilin tore through the void not with brute force, but with some kind of supernatural talent, just like an ordinary person breathing.
"Huh!"
Feng Bingwen, who was lying on the back of the Qilin, had his head facing downwards most of the time, so he could naturally see the glow spreading from the Qilin's feet as it stepped down.
Under his relentless gaze, he glimpsed some secrets. He saw interwoven Dao patterns, mysterious and unpredictable, difficult to understand, and somewhat similar to the innate Dao scripts he had previously obtained.
However, before he could figure it out, the surrounding darkness completely disappeared, and boundless light poured down, followed by a thick spiritual energy that swirled into mist.
Looking around, Feng Bingwen immediately saw a secluded paradise comparable to the Taishang Dao Mountain Gate, surrounded by auspicious energy, purple mist filling the sky, and clouds rising and falling. Longevity deer and immortal foxes appeared in the sacred mountain, and spirit birds and black cranes danced by the spiritual spring.
However, the magnificent landscape did not attract Feng Bingwen's attention at this moment. He straightened up and asked the Qilin that had carried him to this secret realm.
"You're not planning to abandon me halfway through again, are you?"
The Qilin disdained to answer Feng Bingwen's question and responded with action: a towering divine mountain adorned with seven-colored immortal light came into view, exactly the same as the one he had seen in his previous dream.
The Qilin carried Feng Bingwen to the top of the mountain. Feng Bingwen got off the Qilin's back without hesitation and looked up to see a young man in green standing there with his sleeves tucked in and a smile on his face. He was no longer the anxious and impatient man he had been in the dream.
"Excellent! Vigorous blood and energy, abundant vitality, and full soul light. You haven't wasted Fifth Sister's legacy!"
Standing before this young man in blue, Feng Bingwen felt as if he had no secrets at all, as if he were naked. However, Feng Bingwen had become accustomed to this subtle feeling of being constantly scrutinized by powerful figures, because his true secrets remained unseen by anyone.
"I wonder why you summoned me here, senior?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a respectful but not arrogant bow. As he spoke, he glanced behind him and saw that the Qilin that had carried him here had disappeared without him noticing anything.
"I'd like to ask you some very high-level questions. If it's convenient for you, you can consider them before answering. If you can satisfy me, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits!"
The young man in blue robes had no intention of playing tricks on Feng Bingwen; there was no need for it. As one of the oldest beings in the world, the numerous divine abilities and techniques recorded in his memory, as well as the accumulation he possessed, were beyond the comprehension of this boy who had been cultivating for less than ten years.
Offering him something in return would be enough to get him to reveal some information. There's no need to do anything that would trouble him or create problems for the future.
Even if this kid has now taken the position of Supreme Daoist, so what? He still has plenty of things that this kid would covet.
"What is it that you wish to ask, senior?"
Feng Bingwen already had the answer in his heart, but he still asked one more question.
"I want to know, what happened in the Supreme Dao? Why was divine punishment brought down?"
"Didn't I already get the answer when my senior summoned me into his dream? I've already answered this question!"
"Okay, ask again!"
The young man in blue stared intently at Feng Bingwen. While summoning people into dreams was convenient, almost ignoring distance, dreams were too ethereal, and many methods were unsuitable for use. Now that he had personally inquired, he could be fairly certain.
What this kid said is absolutely true—no one can lie to him unless they truly know nothing.
"Do you know what the Supreme Daoist Master fished up from beyond the realm?"
"Know."
Feng Bingwen nodded, and then, under the expectant gaze of the young man in blue, continued speaking.
"I saw it with my own eyes."
After that, the young Taoist priest remained silent, deeply understanding the principle that silence is golden.
"What does it look like?"
"Hmm!"
Feng Bingwen remained silent, his voice still nasal, a conflicted look on his face.
"Although I don't know if this counts as a sect secret, it concerns the Daoist sect, so I cannot reveal it to outsiders casually!"
"Heh, you little rascal, here you go!"
The young man in blue glanced at Feng Bingwen, chuckled, and then took out a parchment scroll from his sleeve and tossed it to him. Feng Bingwen unfolded a corner of it and immediately felt an immortal sword intent piercing straight to his forehead, almost tearing his soul apart. He was overjoyed and quickly rolled it up and put it away.
Can you tell me now?
"This is what that extraterrestrial creature looks like. I only saw a part of it; I didn't witness the whole thing!"
"He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful," and Feng Bingwen, having received a great benefit, did not stand on ceremony. He directly manipulated the power of the five elements to begin constructing the image of the extraterrestrial behemoth he had seen. Although it was merely a form without the spirit, and the constructed image was less than half a zhang in length, it still exuded a fierce aura.
Just as Feng Bingwen was constructing the shape of a giant beast with his spiritual power, a majestic and imposing man appeared beside him.
The moment he appeared, Feng Bingwen noticed him, because the other's presence was ridiculously strong, completely overshadowing everything in his divine sense, as if he were the center of heaven and earth.
"Big brother!"
The young man in blue greeted him politely, while the imposing and awe-inspiring supreme being gazed at the colossal beast form constructed by Feng Bingwen and slowly nodded.
"This is not a creature of our world; it must be from beyond the realm. The source of the disturbances emanating from the Supreme Dao should be this creature!"
"From beyond the realm!"
A look of longing immediately appeared on the young man's face, and his expression then became extremely complicated.
"Tell me in detail everything you've seen. Now that you've come this far, you have nothing to fear!"
The Supreme One's gaze fell upon Feng Bingwen. Surprisingly, Feng Bingwen did not feel any pressure under those gazes; instead, he felt a sense of warmth.
lingdian.
"good!"
Feng Bingwen readily agreed.
Because what this supreme being said was basically the same as what he thought. Since he was able to be carried here by the Qilin, he must have obtained the permission of the Dao Lord of the Supreme Dao. Otherwise, how could he, with his status, be so easily interfered with by such a high-level power?
He had just been haggling with that young man in blue, simply hoping to get some benefits for free. And the young man in blue had indeed made him feel very comfortable. It can only be said that this old-fashioned person had quite a lot of treasures in his possession, and even a few of them would make people ecstatic.
"The first thing I saw was black mist pouring down..."
Feng Bingwen described in detail the strange events that occurred within the mountain gate. Of course, he would omit certain things when necessary, such as the many arrangements left behind by the Daoist Master, which were definitely not to be discussed with outsiders.
Even if these ancient beings in front of him might know more than he does, these secrets should not be revealed by him. What he wants to describe is information related to those extraterrestrial behemoths. That's what these ancient beings are interested in. There's no need to say anything extra.
"Brother, if you were to face this monster personally, are you confident you could suppress it?"
After listening to Feng Bingwen's abridged version of the description, the young man in blue turned to look at the majestic and imposing Supreme Being and asked a question.
"This monster is probably no weaker than the Kunpeng. I won't make a judgment without seeing it in person."
"Descriptions alone are definitely not enough!"
The young man in blue nodded, his gaze naturally returning to Feng Bingwen.
"We need to see with our own eyes any artifacts related to that extraterrestrial being, such as the horns, scales, and flesh we can find on it."
If Feng Bingwen still didn't understand by now, he would be too slow-witted. He realized what the Dao Lord had suddenly given him that piece of dorsal fin for.
"I have some here!"
Feng Bingwen spoke up very sensibly. At this moment, the sun hanging in this secluded paradise also stirred. A sun god rode out of it in a chariot. In a corner of the mountains, an unparalleled goddess appeared silently, with the bright moon hanging in the sky behind her...
Many divine beings appeared one by one, because Feng Bingwen had opened the entrance to his barren blessed land, and a unique aura immediately dissipated from it, which was sensed by many divine beings.
"What are you doing, kid...?"
In the blessed land, the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel, which was suppressing Purple Mountain, sensed something was wrong. However, it stopped speaking very consciously after uttering only half a sentence and obediently became a background character.
"It is no weaker than the Kunpeng. I can defeat it by paying a price, but I am afraid I am not strong enough to suppress and refine it, and it will be difficult to continue!"
Gazing at Purple Mountain, the Supreme One spoke.
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