"Fellow Daoist Feng, how much longer will it take you to write the second piece of calligraphy?"
After some persuasion, Feng Bingwen watched helplessly as the three Dragon Kings, as if cutting off pieces of their own flesh, each took out a rare treasure and handed it to him as a viewing fee.
Then, the dragon kings saw the golden paper with the character "dragon" written on it in the innate Daoist script. After just one glance, the dragon king in blue robes couldn't help but look up and ask.
These Dragon Kings are the strongest and most senior members of the Dragon Clan in the world. They have reached the limit in terms of experience, seniority, and realm, and it can be said that they have reached the point where they can no longer advance.
Most things in the world have become useless to them. The Dragon King has reached a point where he seems to have nothing left but enjoyment. When he grows weary of everything in the world, he will follow the example of the ancient dragons and enter a deep sleep, transforming into the foundation of the dragon race, waiting for a major event that can affect the life and death of the dragon race to occur, and then awaken from his slumber to turn the tide.
However, nothing is absolute. At this moment, these Dragon Kings all saw a glimmer of possibility that could allow them to advance further.
Primordial Daoist Texts!
It was at the beginning of creation that the laws of the Great Dao were most directly manifested. Unfortunately, as the rules of heaven and earth became more and more perfect, the Dao became hidden, and the innate Dao texts were no longer accepted by the world.
But it is precisely because it is rarer that it is more precious. The dragon kings who recognized the origin of the "Dragon" character Daoist script were all somewhat puzzled, and their gazes toward Feng Bingwen were also very different, making them even more certain of Feng Bingwen's extraordinary origin.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to write it for a while. This kind of writing is quite mentally taxing, and I can't continue for the time being."
With a ruddy complexion and abundant energy, Feng Bingwen remained unfazed. Looking at the expressions of the old dragon kings before him, he knew just how precious the hundreds of innate Dao characters in his mind truly were.
Moreover, what he has in his mind is not just Daoist scripture, but half of a primordial scripture. As his Daoist foundation deepens, it will evolve into a scripture most suitable for him, showing limitless potential.
That's such a shame.
Although the dragon kings didn't quite believe what Feng Bingwen said, the refusal in his words was obvious, so they couldn't force him.
Given their level of understanding, they would not do something so foolish and short-sighted. Since the other party was willing to give one as a congratulatory gift, they would naturally have the opportunity to obtain a second and a third. There was no need to offend the person in a hurry.
At worst, they would just give away some rare and precious natural treasures that ordinary cultivators would consider rare, or even divine weapons and magical artifacts whose names could be found in ancient books.
For the Dragon King, none of this mattered. As long as it could lead to a higher level of advancement, what did these things matter? These were things that the dragon race had no shortage of.
"You old fogies, have you had enough of a bargain?"
The Mirror Sea Dragon King, who hadn't joined in the viewing, grumbled and said, "Just one glance would mean giving away a priceless spiritual item. This gift will be in my son's hands tomorrow. Is it worth being a sucker this time? It's only a day earlier."
"Look at what you're saying, how did we gain any advantage here?"
The Crimson Dragon King was pleased and decided not to stoop to the level of this old fellow.
"snort!"
Looking at his seemingly cheerful old friends, the Dragon King of the Near Sea grew increasingly displeased. He bowed to Feng Bingwen, who was also beaming.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, we have disturbed you greatly. We are busy with many matters here, so we will take our leave for now. We will drink and chat with you again at the banquet tomorrow."
After saying that, the Mirror Sea Dragon King prepared to take these old guys with him, but these old dragon kings, who all thought they had paid for the viewing, were naturally unwilling.
Sword Comes
"If you want to leave, go by yourself. Why are you holding me back? Let me look around a little longer."
"Go do your own thing and don't bother us."
Seeing these old fogies relentlessly bombarding him, the Mirror Sea Dragon King finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Did I call you here to take advantage of me? I called you here to help me attract customers."
In the end, the dragon kings could not resist the Mirror Sea Dragon King's pulling and tugging, and were all dragged away. In this courtyard full of blooming flowers and lush grass, only Feng Bingwen and Yingli Dragon King, who was still trying to avert the Heavenly Punishment of the Golden Paper, remained.
"Fellow Daoist, have you understood it?"
When all was quiet, Yingli Dragon King waved his hand and erected a barrier, isolating the inside from the outside, once again separating him and Feng Bingwen from the world and undisturbed by the outside world.
"I understand now."
Feng Bingwen could easily see through it; the Dragon Kings' performance was so obvious, they were putting on a show right in front of him.
You insult me, I'll retort; you punch me, I'll kick you back. It looks like playful fighting, with no trace of the Dragon King's majesty, but it's enough to show just how familiar these Dragon Kings are with each other.
"The innate Dao script has an extraordinary origin; even the Dragon King covets it. Fellow Daoist, you must not reveal your secrets to avoid inviting disaster."
Yingli Dragon King earnestly warned.
"I don't know many Daoist texts, so I'm afraid they won't be of much help to these old Dragon Kings."
Feng Bingwen used his skills flexibly and skillfully, even setting up hemp on the spot.
He could also see that the "dragon" script he had written could attract the Dragon King, but the attraction was not enough. A single innate "dragon" script was not enough to drive the Dragon King crazy and make him do something outrageous.
"No, just this one word you wrote is enough for them to gain some insight, but the true meaning within it is too little for them to absorb."
Yingli Dragon King shook her head in denial. As a primordial being and also a dragon king born with innate Dao script, she knew all too well how attractive these scripts, which could evolve the laws of heaven and earth, were to beings at the dragon king level.
"I understand."
Feng Bingwen nodded thoughtfully, then looked down at the "White Jade Capital" he was holding.
To be honest, he never expected that the single character he casually wrote would be so valuable.
Of course, he also knew that the old dragon king of Chixiao had forcibly stuffed Baiyujing into his hands because he wanted the other Dao runes on his body. However, none of these dragon kings knew how many Dao runes he actually possessed.
"Before you become an immortal, do not reveal such information to others."
"I won't be so reckless next time."
Feng Bingwen was also helpless. He just wanted to give a gift that wouldn't make him lose face at the lowest cost, but he never expected it to cause so many troubles.
"This isn't reckless. Revealing a little bit isn't a big deal, and it can even bring many benefits. But you need to control the degree yourself. If you reveal too much, you'll expose your own background and even your weaknesses."
Like a reliable senior, Yingli Dragon King imparted to Feng Bingwen the way of life of a born, sacred being.
As his conversation with her deepened, Feng Bingwen realized that something seemed a little off.
First, there is the innate Dao script, which Feng Bingwen knows is a gift from heaven and earth to innate beings at the time of their birth.
Every innate being is born with a varying number and content of innate Daoist texts. These texts will evolve into cultivation methods that perfectly suit one's constitution, giving rise to supernatural powers and ultimately leading to the Great Dao.
But just as no two leaves in the world are exactly alike, the number of Daoist scripture that innate beings possess also varies.
Under Feng Bingwen's subtle probing, and mainly because Yingli Dragon King, who already regarded Feng Bingwen as one of her own kind, did not intend to hide anything, Feng Bingwen learned that this innate true dragon possessed as many as 180 innate Dao runes when it was born.
Well, Feng Bingwen showed a look of amazement on the surface, but in reality, well, he recalled for a moment, if he remembered correctly, the half of the innate scripture he obtained in the immortal gourd was composed of three hundred and sixty innate Dao characters.
Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't reveal this news. It wasn't that he shouldn't be wary of others, but rather that he was afraid of hurting this friendly senior.
However, Feng Bingwen soon realized that his worries were completely unnecessary. The one who should be worried about being hit was not Yingli Dragon King, but him.
“Innate Dao script can be passed down, but the method of transmission is quite difficult, and it has extremely high restrictions on the aptitude of the recipient. If the aptitude is too poor, one cannot even bear to look at it.”
Having already confirmed in her heart that Feng Bingwen was a naturally born being, Yingli Dragon King spoke freely, telling Feng Bingwen about her birth, which shook the four seas and eight wastelands, attracting countless immortals, saints and Buddhas, and her experience of being adopted by an old dragon king and studying and cultivating under his tutelage.
"The dragon mother who adopted me collected many incomplete Daoist inscriptions. Unfortunately, they were all incomplete, and many were incorrect. The dragons who inherited the innate Daoist inscriptions did not understand them at all."
At this point, Yingli Dragon King sighed and shook his head repeatedly, as if recalling a painful yet happy experience, while Feng Bingwen listened from the side, completely bewildered, not daring to interrupt.
If he heard correctly, the Dragon King in front of him was adopted and taken away by a Dragon Queen who was incredibly powerful and respected by all the immortals, saints, and Buddhas.
The Dragon Mother, seemingly due to her antiquity and revered status among the dragons, had collected numerous Daoist inscriptions. However, the innate Daoist heritage inevitably contains gaps, so this artifact contains a considerable amount of misleading information.
“Fellow Daoist, do you know that it is really interesting to remove the self-righteous true meaning from those Daoist inscriptions? And it is even more challenging to deduce the true innate Daoist inscriptions based on those fragmented true meanings.”
The girl in front of him was radiant with joy, her starry eyes shining brightly. But Feng Bingwen, sitting opposite her, was in a terrible predicament. There was nothing he could do; this was truly uncharted territory for him.
"Mr. Feng, Your Majesty Yingli, the banquet has begun. Please take your seats in the main hall!"
Just then, a voice as beautiful as heavenly music rang out to Feng Bingwen.
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