"I've finally finished writing it. I never imagined that writing just one character would be so difficult."
As Feng Bingwen watched the Dragon King in front of him wave his hand to block the calamity that appeared out of nowhere, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand. But the moment he let go, the wolf-hair brush, which might have been able to give birth to a spirit, turned into ashes and disappeared into the air, leaving not even a trace of dust.
When he looked inward, Feng Bingwen was even more surprised to find that just as he finished writing the character "dragon" in one go, most of the immortal spiritual energy in his body had been depleted without him realizing it, which was truly unbelievable.
Since he achieved the Innate Dao Body and cultivated the Immortal Spiritual Qi, he has never experienced such a depletion of his divine energy. It should be noted that even if he used all the Dragon Clan's divine abilities in turn, the loss of the Immortal Spiritual Qi in his body would not exceed one or two tenths.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, besides this one character, do you know any other innate Dao characters?"
At this moment, the Dragon King Yingli's expression towards Feng Bingwen was completely different; besides a hint of friendliness, there was also doubt.
Feng Bingwen had just explained to her that he had both parents alive and that he had only been able to transform into an immortal body due to a fortuitous opportunity, but what about this innate Dao script?
No matter how profound their realm, beings born after birth have no chance to come into contact with this kind of writing that contains the principles of the Great Dao, let alone whether they can understand it.
The reason is just as before: spiritual objects capable of bearing innate Daoist script are extremely rare. Even if one painstakingly writes it down using a great deal of spiritual energy, it will still suffer heavenly tribulation and be difficult to preserve.
Even so, most of the characters written down are imitations, and not even one or two tenths of the true meaning of the original Daoist script has been preserved.
However, Yingli Dragon King didn't care about any of that. What she cared about was that the person in front of her, who had confidently claimed to be a kindred spirit born after birth, had written innate Dao script.
Seriously, I believed his lies!
The young dragon king couldn't help but shake her head inwardly. She wasn't someone who had just sprung from a stone; how could she believe such a story? Indeed, the truth of the matter still needed to be explored by oneself. Sometimes, even those involved were unaware of the truth.
Just like the person in front of her, who was clearly a naturally born being like her, but refused to admit it and insisted on being a born being.
“I know some more.”
Looking at the familiar expression on the girl's face, Feng Bingwen's heart skipped a beat. He knew she had probably misunderstood something, so he added,
"But not many."
"Um."
Yingli nodded and extended the invitation.
“If there is an opportunity, we can exchange our innate Dao script.”
"Can."
Feng Bingwen had no objection to this, as he naturally knew that innate Dao texts could help people comprehend the Dao, and the more Dao texts were stacked, the greater the probability of comprehending the Dao.
Although he had memorized over three hundred innate Dao characters, he knew this was certainly not all. Being able to exchange things with an innate being would be ideal. No matter how you looked at it, he couldn't possibly be at a disadvantage.
What happened?
"Who is undergoing tribulation in my Dragon Palace?"
Just as Feng Bingwen was about to continue his conversation with the innate dragon king, several powerful auras suddenly appeared, and the supreme and holy dragon might filled the garden.
The mermaids and fish girls who were originally serving nearby trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground amidst the combined might of the dragon, expressing their respect for the supreme being in the water.
"Well!"
After the Dragon Kings who had sensed the aura of the tribulation arrived, they immediately saw two figures, one large and one small, sitting opposite each other in the pavilion. After a moment of silence, the Dragon Kings' gazes involuntarily fell on the golden paper in the middle.
siluke.
There was no way around it; that piece of gold paper was simply too eye-catching to the five dragon kings, to the point that the two beings beside them, who were of equal status, were unconsciously ignored.
"Your Highness Yingli, what is this?"
With a golden dragon head on his head and dressed in a crown, the Jinghai Dragon King struggled to shift his gaze and asked the question of the young female Dragon King who was looking at him calmly.
It wasn't that he intentionally ignored Feng Bingwen, but at this moment, the Dragon King's delicate hand was still covering the golden paper. All the Dragon Kings could see that lightning filled with destructive aura was dancing on that slender, fair-skinned finger.
They had no doubt that if the hand withdrew, the page of gold paper would be destroyed by lightning in the next moment, leaving not a trace.
"It has nothing to do with me; this is a congratulatory gift prepared by Fellow Daoist Feng for the Rising Dragon Banquet!"
The girl's words immediately drew the attention of the five dragon kings, whose average age was probably in the five figures, to Feng Bingwen.
"I am Xi Qingbei, the Dragon King of the Mirror Sea, and I greet Fellow Daoist Feng."
Upon hearing the words of that prince with a special background, the Mirror Sea Dragon King, who had a dragon head, was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to block the greedy gazes of his old brothers behind him.
What are you looking at? Didn't you hear what Princess Yingli said? This is a congratulatory gift prepared by the reincarnated sage for his son's ascension banquet. Although it hasn't been delivered to his son yet, it's practically his anyway. What are you looking at?
"Greetings, Old Dragon King!"
Although his innate Dao body was naturally immune to mental suppression like the Dragon King's might, making Feng Bingwen feel no pressure at all, just looking at the surging lake water around him and the mermaids, fish girls, shrimp soldiers, and crab generals who were prostrating themselves on the ground and dared not get up, he knew how terrifying the Dragon King's might was.
Besides, Feng Bingwen isn't deaf. The man's own son had just introduced his father to him, and he hadn't forgotten him in such a short time.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, there's no need for such formalities. Please forgive my rudeness, but is this extraordinary treasure truly a congratulatory gift you prepared for my son?"
Although it was somewhat beneath the Dragon King's dignity, the stirrings of his bloodline and soul told the old Dragon King that the object before him could even enhance his cultivation. Therefore, the old Dragon King could no longer care about anything else and asked so directly.
"just……"
"Wait!"
Feng Bingwen had barely uttered a single word when an old dragon king, draped in a Taoist robe and sporting a pair of crimson jade horns on his head, impatiently stepped forward and interrupted him.
"I am Zhao Mengde, the Dragon King of the Glazed Sea, who calls himself the Red Sky Daoist. I greet Fellow Daoist Feng."
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Chixiao."
Feng Bingwen returned the greeting with a cupped hand, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the gold paper that Yingli Dragon King had covered with his hand. He understood perfectly well that he had gained a preliminary understanding of the value of the hundreds of innate Dao characters he had memorized.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, may I have a word to say?"
"You old scoundrel, what do you want to do?"
Before Feng Bingwen could even speak, the Mirror Sea Dragon King, who possessed the most imperial aura among the Dragon Kings, became enraged.
They've known each other for thousands of years, yet they're so shameless as to try and steal his opportunities right in front of him.
"Old Xi, calm down. Old Zhao just wants to say hello to the reincarnated sage, right?"
"That's right, I was just about to pay my respects to this sage!"
"Hehe, old friend, you're too hot-tempered."
Just as the Mirror Sea Dragon King was about to unleash his fury, the other three Dragon Kings beside him quickly stopped him.
"I wonder what Fellow Daoist Chixiao wants to say?"
Feng Bingwen pretended not to have seen the old dragon king's rage.
"I would like to inform you, fellow Daoist, that I have recently learned a method of divination called Ziwei Doushu. Today, upon meeting you, I was inspired to perform a quick calculation and discovered that you are destined to encounter a rare treasure."
The Crimson Dragon King did not follow the usual path. His words stunned the other dragon kings, who all turned to look at him. Three of the dragon kings looked on with surprise, while the Mirror Sea Dragon King, who was stopped, showed even more anger on his face.
"Am I destined to encounter this extraordinary treasure?"
Feng Bingwen's expression was strange.
"Indeed, fellow Daoist, please take a look."
As they spoke, the old dragon king with the red horn, who was wearing a Taoist robe and whose aura seemed very pure, reached out and raised his hand. In his palm, a miniature palace that looked like it was carved from white jade appeared.
"This treasure is called the White Jade Palace. It was a relic of an immortal that I obtained by chance during one of my travels. Unfortunately, I have not been able to refine it for many years because it has never been meant for me. But today, upon seeing you, I know that this treasure is destined for you."
"You old bastard, you have no shame!"
If the Dragon King of the Mirror Sea still can't figure out what this old man is up to, then he might as well give up his job.
Isn't this blatant attempt to steal the treasure? They keep saying they're destined to have this magical treasure, but in all the world, which dragon king would be so kind as to give away such a treasure for free? They're just looking to gain even greater benefits.
"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. However, I cannot accept such a favor without having done anything in return. This is our first meeting, but I am overwhelmed by such a great kindness."
Looking at the surging lake water, and glancing at the seemingly lost-in-the-world dragon king beside him, Feng Bingwen naturally declined. He wasn't stupid; he could tell what the dragon king was thinking.
“Hey, what you say makes sense, fellow Daoist. But if you feel guilty and feel bad about it, how about you exchange the gold paper next to you with me?”
"My Jade Palace is a relic left behind by immortals, and many of its restrictions are still well preserved. If you obtain it, you will certainly not suffer a loss."
The old Dragon King's true intentions were now revealed, and the Mirror Sea Dragon King, who had been being held back, could no longer tolerate it. Enough was enough; they started digging at his walls right in front of him.
"You old scoundrel Zhao, prepare to die!"
Right before his eyes, Feng Bingwen watched as the incomparably majestic Dragon King swung his fist, striking the face of the old Taoist priest with the red horn holding a celestial palace.
The ripples spreading in layers, and the vacuum that instantly expands in the water, reveal the terrifying power a true dragon can unleash in extreme rage.
However, all of this was like a mirage in the water. The power of the Dragon King's Wrath was just displayed when it was immediately suppressed by the combined efforts of several other Dragon Kings. Not only did it not create towering waves in the outside world, but it also had no effect on the shrimp soldiers and crab generals around it.
It was a classic case of smoke but no injury, as if it were all staged.
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