Strands of hair fluttered in the surging current, a body swollen from prolonged immersion in water, and dark eyes filled with resentment and hatred for dying young and being unable to enjoy the rest of one's life.
Unlike vengeful ghosts who harbor resentment and unwillingness due to being murdered, the vast majority of water ghosts' resentment stems from dying too young and being unwilling to accept it, which is why they have a strong desire to attack the living.
Given the opportunity, they will harm any living person who enters their area of activity.
Vengeful spirits aren't much better; it's just that their resentment dissipates after dealing with the things or people that they're obsessed with. Sometimes, they even disintegrate on their own without needing purification.
This terrifying water ghost, who had drowned by accident in life and harbored hatred for the living, was now fleeing frantically underwater as if being chased by something, constantly hiding in the shadows as if trying to avoid something.
The extreme panic caused the water ghost's body, formed from the yin energy gathered in the water and centered on resentment, to begin to disintegrate. The dissipating yin energy even affected the temperature of the water it swam through, causing the fish swimming at the bottom to flee.
Such an obvious commotion could not escape the eyes of someone capable of seeing through the veil of life and death. Following the trail of the fish that had fled into the lake, a child of about seven or eight years old rode the undercurrent to the bottom of the lake, searching inch by inch.
"These ghosts have incredibly sharp senses!"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but mutter to himself, feeling like he was playing hide-and-seek with someone.
The operation to eliminate the water ghosts in Wolong Lake was far from as smooth as he had imagined.
For some unknown reason, these water ghosts have incredibly sharp senses; sometimes, before he even sees them, these evil spirits have already fled far away.
It was this female ghost who seemed to be so frightened that she left very obvious traces, which allowed Feng Bingwen to track her down by following the water flow.
"Come out, running away won't help!"
A pair of bright black eyes, gleaming with divine light, surveyed the bottom of the lake. Feng Bingwen uttered some useless, nonsensical words, merely used to soothe his current excited and agitated emotions.
"Aha, found it!"
Suddenly, the child let out a joyful cheer. He looked at a reef that was faintly emitting black mist. Although he was still young, his straight back was supported by the current as he approached the reef.
ah! ! !
A shrill, venomous howl rang out, and under Feng Bingwen's calm gaze, a hideous and terrifying water ghost emerged from the reef.
The child's gaze gradually shifted from calm to astonishment, because before he could get any closer and do anything, he watched helplessly as the water ghost disintegrated before him, turning into a chaotic and invisible mass of yin energy.
Before he could react, the mass of Yin energy vanished as quickly as ice crystals under the blazing sun, leaving no trace.
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In a true sense, this was Feng Bingwen's first time exorcising a ghost. He tilted his head, not understanding what was happening before his eyes. However, fortunately...
"A celestial book!"
Feng Bingwen calmed his mind with practiced ease and soon saw the Heavenly Book radiating countless rays of light. He was both surprised and delighted to see the latest line of text in the record of good deeds.
Longyang saves vengeful ghosts, good deeds, eighty.
"I've converted this female ghost?"
Feng Bingwen's feelings were a mixture of surprise and a little complexity.
"What the hell is this Longyang?"
To be fair, "Longyang" is an excellent term, but because a nobleman in ancient times broke the taboo by using it as a title, this good term acquired other meanings.
However, based on the concise description in the Heavenly Book, this Longyang is naturally not the same as that Longyang. It can probably be interpreted as yang energy carrying the might of a dragon. Yes, that should be it.
This time, his descent into the water was different from the last. He swam around in many places, and wherever he went, evil spirits were driven away. The malevolent creatures in the water fled in terror at the sight of him, not daring to linger.
Given all this, Feng Bingwen naturally had his own guesses. The yang energy of a living person is inherently able to restrain evil spirits. After obtaining the Dragon Pearl, his blood energy had increased to a level that he himself could not comprehend. With the Dragon Pearl's blessing, it was not surprising that these evil spirits behaved so well in his presence.
"Hmm, so in the eyes of these demons and ghosts, I exude a strong aura of dominance?"
Feng Bingwen stroked his chin, pondering his own affairs.
He has recently sensed that the Dragon Balls have greatly affected him, both internally and externally, but he has no way to properly guide the power emanating from them and can only passively adapt to it.
"I need a method to conceal my breath, but it would be best to cultivate it and take the initiative. Relying solely on the Dragon Balls to gradually integrate with me is far too slow."
This was an idea he had long ago. After initially acquiring over ten thousand merits, he even considered whether to wish to be accepted into a cultivation sect whose existence was unknown, thus directly beginning his cultivation career.
However, after careful consideration, he abandoned this highly specific wish and instead chose a vague direction, letting the heavenly book arrange things for him.
The Book of Good and Evil: Punishing evil and promoting good will both bring rewards.
This is a path of cultivation that can only be practiced in the world. If one were to go to the mountains to cultivate immortality, where would he go to punish evil and promote good?
Judging from the current situation, he really doesn't need to go up the mountain to cultivate immortality. There's no need. As long as he accumulates enough good deeds and then makes a wish to the Heavenly Book, whatever it may be, he will have what he deserves.
Just like the cultivation method he wanted, he also planned to endure for a period of time, accumulate a certain amount of good deeds, and then directly pray to the Heavenly Book for a master who would descend from the heavens.
Considering his current strength, his master's strength absolutely cannot be weak. Even if he is not at the top level in this world, he must have the potential to reach the peak of this world. Yes, it must be like that.
Moreover, the master must be upright and incorruptible. The kind of master who does nothing all day but keeps an eye on his apprentice and tries to steal his opportunities is best avoided; get as far away from him as possible.
Oh, right, he also treats his disciples with utmost care. He may seem strict, but at crucial moments, he will step forward to shield his disciples from all hardships.
This is the kind of mentor he's looking for.
However, to be accepted as a disciple by such a person, even just as a nominal disciple, would likely require at least ten thousand merits. The amount would only be higher, not lower.
What can a master, whom one obtains through hundreds of good deeds and prayers, possibly teach him? He's probably not even as good as the master himself.
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