The mountains are lush and verdant, with clouds blocking out the sun. Springs occasionally flow from between the rocks, trickling down the mountainside, making the air feel as fresh as if it had been washed by the water. The verdant vegetation gently outlines the undulating contours of the mountains, layer upon layer.
Looking eastward, at the horizon where the sky meets the grassland, a snow-covered mountain range can be faintly seen, like a sleeping dragon blocking the land.
That mountain range was already majestic, with its slopes rising higher and higher from east to west. The westernmost peaks met the blue sky, making it impossible to tell whether they were covered in snow or floating clouds.
"What a pity!"
The boy riding the five-colored deer looked around at the land he was in and sighed sincerely. This land, teeming with spiritual energy and vitality, was merely a remnant of a celestial realm shattered during an ancient war. Although it was unimaginably vast, it could not change its essential nature as a remnant of a celestial realm.
"Master, I know of a place here that is perfect for your Wood Spirit!"
Ahead, a burly, bear-like figure turned around and said with a confident expression.
This is the second follower Feng Bingwen has gained in recent days. The way he was subdued was also quite special. Unlike the Five-Colored Deer and the Morning Glory, who simply knelt down upon sensing Feng Bingwen's aura, the Five-Colored Deer, as a renowned auspicious creature, possesses extremely keen intuition.
She didn't seem to be Han Ling from the Sky Clan. She had personally witnessed the clash between Feng Bingwen and the Daoist of the Heavenly Sword Dao, and had powerfully defeated the Daoist with her newly acquired divine power. She admired him and thus took the initiative to kneel down.
This burly, bear-like man had come to pay his respects after hearing about Feng Bingwen's exploits, but because he had never witnessed Feng Bingwen in action, he attacked him.
Then he was suppressed by Feng Bingwen. Under the thunderous roar, Xiong Cuiyue from the Ba Xiong clan quickly begged for mercy and explained his purpose. He had originally intended to seek refuge, but he was a bit skeptical and wanted to try it out himself. In the end, he was brutally beaten.
After acknowledging Feng Bingwen and becoming his follower, this simpleton remained restless. He sensed the strength of Feng Bingwen's physique and asked Feng Bingwen to fight him again using pure physical strength.
As expected, Feng Bingwen emerged victorious, but not in terms of physical strength. Although Feng Bingwen's body had been tempered by the Dragon Pearl's essence and he had also cultivated a martial arts body-refining technique, it was still difficult for him to defeat the young patriarch of the Bear Clan, who was known for their physical prowess.
Of course, Feng Bingwen was not overwhelmed by the savage bear. The two were evenly matched in terms of physical strength. The savage bear became more and more excited as it fought, but Feng Bingwen did not want to waste time with it. He used the Five Elements Divine Light to suppress it.
Although this domineering bear was still eager for more, it knew that things had to be prioritized and that its time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was limited. So, its main focus was on finding the inheritance and destiny.
Therefore, when Feng Bingwen stated his needs, Touba Xiong volunteered to be his guide, claiming that he knew a place that perfectly met his requirements for the inheritance.
Yes, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is a secret realm that has been opened many times. The major human sects, as well as the alien races that have entered it many times, will naturally have relevant records. Each of them will have a map of the secret realm, which records the location of various creations and inheritance sites, saving them the time of searching.
However, no matter how much the alien races know, they are no match for the human race's prodigies. Many of them possess complete maps of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and had already planned to acquire those inheritances before entering the country.
Only Feng Bingwen was an anomaly, knowing nothing and sneaking in unknowingly, requiring his subdued alien followers to guide him.
"This place is really nice!"
Feng Bingwen looked up and met a pair of calm, water-like eyes. They were eyes that had grown out of the bark of a tree, and as the eyes appeared, human-like features also emerged.
On the rough, brown bark, a face remarkably similar to a human appeared. Then, before him, the ancient tree, which required several people to encircle, roared and kicked up a cloud of dust. Its roots, carrying a strong earthy smell, intertwined and then transformed into two thick, powerful legs.
"Human, you are qualified to enter the Sea of Senluo Flowers!"
The tree spirit, now in its true form, looked down at Feng Bingwen from its elevated position, completely ignoring Han Ling, who was holding a curved sword and looking on warily.
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As for the guide, Xiong Cuiyue, the young patriarch of the Ba Xiong clan, he wasn't surprised when he saw the tree spirit appear. Instead, he lazily yawned.
Although this was his first time here, hundreds of years ago, one of his ancestors had entered this place, disturbing the tree spirit guards on the outskirts of this inheritance site, and was then persuaded to leave. A bear could not possibly inherit the Flower Fairy's legacy; it was completely incompatible.
Although he was not destined to inherit this legacy, the ancestor recorded the matter in the clan's secret map and even marked a passage: "No matter what attempt is made, it will not endanger your life."
The ancestor wanted to be an unconventional bear. After being persuaded to leave by the tree spirits, he did not give up. Instead, he tried various ways to enter the inheritance site, but was stopped by the tree spirits guarding the perimeter. However, he did not encounter any danger to his life.
"I'm not going in."
Faced with this scene, Feng Bingwen calmly shook his head. A pure aura rose behind him and then transformed into a hazy green shadow that resembled his figure—his Wood Spirit.
"Can I let it in?"
Feng Bingwen pointed at Mu Ling and asked. He knew that his behavior might be a bit infuriating, because every inheritance in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had thresholds and quotas, and one had to undergo tests to obtain the inheritance.
"..."
The tree spirit guard fell silent, staring at the wood spirit beside Feng Bingwen. Then, the entire world began to tremble, the mountains roared and rumbled, surging and turbulent, and the wood energy mixed with a large amount of life essence dissipated, turning into a thin mist and drifting away.
Upon seeing these hazy blue mists, both the rugged Xiong Ba and the indifferent Han Ling avoided them like the plague, each doing their best to prevent the blue mist from touching them.
Such vibrant wood energy, if only in small quantities, can be used to heal wounds at critical moments. However, on such a scale, if it is not carefully eroded, it will immediately turn into a landscape bonsai and be directly assimilated.
Within the hazy blue mist that was deadly to these ordinary flesh-and-blood creatures, one ancient tree after another trembled, then slowly rose, pulling its legs out of the soil.
A legion of tree spirits was stationed here. At this moment, as far as the eye could see, the mountains and fields were filled with tree spirits guarding the area. The "eyes" that appeared on the rough bark were all staring at Feng Bingwen, or more accurately, the wood spirits beside him.
"Innate Wood Spirit!"
The tree spirit guarding the tree closest to Feng Bingwen underwent a drastic change in aura. In just a few short moments, it transformed from its original vibrant and ancient state into a vast and lofty one, with a very peculiar aura spreading and making people feel oppressed.
"If the master could see such a successor, he would be very happy!"
Then the tomb guardian's dark green eyes fell on Feng Bingwen, and the emotions revealed in them were completely different.
This gaze lingered on Feng Bingwen for a long time. Feng Bingwen, who felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, did not make any rash moves. However, the Mountain-Moving Cauldron within his body trembled slightly, ready to unleash its immortal power at any moment.
"What a pity!"
A soft sigh escaped his lips, as if he had discerned the relationship between Feng Bingwen and the innate wood spirit. His gaze then faded, and his lofty and majestic aura also subsided.
Then, the tree spirits, now fully revived, parted one by one, revealing a wide, open path through the dense forest. A fairyland, with cherry blossoms falling and orchids in full bloom, appeared and disappeared at the end of this path.
Go!
Feng Bingwen nodded to the taciturn wood spirit beside him, and the spirit immediately transformed into a beam of light, flying into the sea of Senluo flowers.
The moment the wood spirit led it in, the once wide and open road was instantly occupied by tall and imposing tree spirits of unknown numbers, and could no longer be found.
"Congratulations, sir! Your guardian spirit has a very high chance of receiving the inheritance! If word gets out, it will infuriate countless geniuses!"
Xiong Cuiyue, who had been cowering to the side, immediately seized the opportunity to flatter Qi Feng Bingwen.
However, what he said was also true. Prodigies choose to inherit, but the inheritors also choose prodigies. It is a two-way selection. It is not that you can get it just because you have your eye on it. There is no such thing as a good thing. Otherwise, there would be no threshold guaranteed inheritance before entering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"Gold and Fire, do you have any clues about these two inheritances?"
Feng Bingwen had no clue about the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so he could only ask his followers and his mount.
Of course, he could also go to Ji Changqing, who wanted to be his brother-in-law. As a true disciple of the Wanling Sect, he knew more about the lineage, but asking would inevitably leave him indebted. There was no need for that for now.
"Boss, you can let them go out and find their own inheritance. We're not children. Besides, even if something happens to us, we'll be resurrected from your body!"
Before Feng Bingwen's followers could reply, a dragon's head emerged from his left shoulder and offered advice.
Feng Bingwen looked at the tree spirits guarding the mountains and fields before him, who had not yet fallen silent, and then, recalling the case of Shui Ling easily obtaining the inheritance, he nodded slightly.
His five companion spirits, with their attributes matching, easily received the inheritance; they were lured in without even a proper test.
"Can."
Without hesitation, Feng Bingwen made up his mind, and two beams of spiritual light flew out from his body. The moment they landed, they transformed into two figures that resembled him.
Rumble—
The celestial phenomena suddenly changed; the azure sky instantly darkened, and amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, the heavens shattered.
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