Feng Bingwen no longer needed to come up with a reasonable excuse to shake off the powerful forces attracted by the commotion during his tribulation. The Dragon King and Vermilion Bird, who had taken the initiative to come to him, were the perfect excuse.
When he left, no one tried to stop him. Many seemingly respected elders wore lewd smiles, behaving disrespectfully of their age.
No one is blind, and no one is stupid. It's obvious that Taishang Daozi has some kind of entanglement with Zhenlong. At this time, it's natural to help others and not do anything unnecessary, otherwise you might anger the other party.
As for the Daoist disciple of the number one immortal sect of the human race whose Daoist partner is not human, in the eyes of these people, it is not a big deal. Rather, it is a relatively common situation among humans.
After all, the human race itself doesn't have any particularly powerful bloodlines, and can't compare to those born with divine abilities.
Even those with exceptional talent may not seem special at first, but they gradually reveal their extraordinary physique only after embarking on the path of cultivation.
For these reasons, the human race does not place much importance on the so-called purity of bloodlines. Of course, the more important reason is that many of the human race's ancestors set an example by their own actions.
In ancient times, there was a holy king of the human race who married a nine-tailed celestial fox as his principal wife. Throughout the history of the rise of the human race, there are countless examples of intermarriage between the human race and other races, which are recorded in ancient books.
The more sophisticated ones are like the ancient holy kings, who marry the nine-tailed celestial fox or the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, who are born with divine status. The slightly less sophisticated ones are demon kings or marrying into the dragon palace. The most outrageous ones don't even spare ghosts.
In short, human cultivators have a strong ability to learn in this area, and in this world, the only race that can rival them is probably the dragon race.
Of course, what makes humans slightly inferior to dragons is that dragons' hard work enriches the biodiversity of this world, something humans can never match.
"I'm planning to go home and take a look. Are you sure you want to come with me?"
Feng Bingwen, who had already ascended to the Human Immortal realm, did not spend much effort crossing the continent and returning to Donghua Continent, not because he had already acquired such exaggerated supernatural powers.
To travel across continents solely based on cultivation, one must at least advance to the Earth Immortal realm and establish a blessed land before possessing the ability to shatter the void with pure magical power.
Of course, if one had a powerful enough immortal artifact, one could achieve this earlier. Although Feng Bingwen possessed the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel, he did not use it, since he was accompanied by two beings whose cultivation was far superior to his.
He only needed to use his words to successfully turn the Vermilion Bird, which had originally come to cause him trouble, into a tool bird, opening a void passage to send him back to Donghua Continent.
While parents are alive, one should not travel far.
After being away from home for several years, Feng Bingwen's first thought after taking the first steps on the path of immortality was to go home and visit. However, he did not expect that the dragon and bird beside him had no intention of leaving.
"go home?"
Yingli Dragon King and her close friend, Zhuque Xialin, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with both curiosity and a hint of eagerness.
Home is a completely foreign word to them.
Yingli Dragon King was born of nature and raised by the earth. She has no father or mother and remains solitary to this day. Therefore, she has no home at all, if even the magnificent but lonely and cold Crystal Dragon Palace can be considered one.
As for Suzaku Charlene, although she was born, her parents were practically nonexistent and barely cared for her. After all, Suzaku's status among humans was self-evident, so there was no need to worry about her encountering any danger.
"You want to come with me?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but frown. If he were just going to wander around somewhere else, he wouldn't recommend that these two great gods follow him. On the contrary, he would try to find a way to abduct them.
But he's just going home to visit his parents and see how their business is going. As for the two of them, he plans to separate them for the time being.
“My parents are just ordinary people. Your unintentional actions could potentially hurt them!”
Feng Bingwen had to reiterate this point: it is best for beings of too high a level to avoid contact with ordinary beings unless necessary. Their every move, even unintentional, is no different from a natural disaster to ordinary mortals.
"Who do you think you are, you human brat? If we can't even control our aura, then we've wasted our lives!"
When Xia Lin heard Feng Bingwen's concerns, she immediately became unhappy, and even her way of addressing Feng Bingwen became somewhat special—this was mainly because she had learned from her best friend about the current age of this Supreme Daoist.
Simply comparing their lifespans, this Supreme Daoist's age is not even a fraction of hers. However, if we compare their age groups according to their respective races, Xia Lin is even less than Feng Bingwen.
Because Feng Bingwen, who is already sixteen years old, is considered old enough to marry, have children, and start a family in the human race, while Xia Lin, as the Vermilion Bird, is far from being old enough to lay eggs.
"You can follow, but you must keep a sufficient distance!"
Feng Bingwen didn't even bother with the Vermilion Bird. This immature bird lived up to its talent for controlling fire, and it was extremely irritable.
He originally wanted to discuss it with Yingli Dragon King, who seemed dignified, elegant, and well-educated, but after meeting those unreal starry eyes, he gave up, because he saw curiosity and expectation in them.
Clearly, His Majesty the Dragon King was also very interested in the family he was born into and wanted to take a look.
"OK!"
This request was nothing, and the two deities readily agreed. Feng Bingwen had no choice but to agree; he couldn't even think about using force to expel them. Not to mention the Dragon King, if this Vermilion Bird were to get serious, it could overturn and suppress him. A higher realm allows one to crush everything; talent is useless.
The Great Gan Dynasty, Jinglin Prefecture, Longchuan County, Fengjia Village!
For ordinary people, a continent is vast and boundless; even if they exhaust their entire lives, they cannot explore its boundaries. However, for cultivators with sufficient supernatural powers, a distance of ten thousand miles can be traversed in an instant. Feng Bingwen quickly returned to his familiar place.
However, before Feng Bingwen could even feel the trepidation of returning home, he was astonished by the scenes that came into his view and consciousness.
Although he had only been gone for a few years, his hometown had undergone tremendous changes because of him.
Under the stable rule of a feudal dynasty, a remote village, without external interference, would remain largely unchanged for decades, with little to no change.
However, in just four or five years since Feng Bingwen left, Fengjia Village, which originally had only a dozen or so households and less than a hundred people in total, has now become a small town.
With its red bricks, black tiles, and bluestone paving, it still resembles a very prosperous town. If it weren't for the fact that there was another unchanging county town a dozen miles away, Feng Bingwen would have thought he had come to the wrong place.
"Hmm? Interesting!"
As a mortal immortal, Feng Bingwen quickly found the reason why Fengjia Village in his memory had become the bustling town it is today after sweeping through his divine sense.
In well-off farming families, if there are enough people in the household, it is inevitable to raise some livestock such as chickens, ducks, and pigs to supplement the meat supply. Of course, they can also sell them when needed.
At this time, the original Fengjia Village evolved into Fengjia Town. The original residents were all well-off families, but all of them only raised one kind of poultry: geese!
Many of the outsiders who moved into Fengjia Village were also raising geese, and some were even responsible for buying geese and goose eggs.
Feng Bingwen knew this so clearly because he happened to see a person carrying a banner of a merchant company going door to door to buy goose eggs.
If that were all, it wouldn't be anything special. What's truly outrageous is the price these outsiders offered to buy goose eggs: one silver coin per goose egg!
If Feng Bingwen remembered correctly, his grandfather, who had taught for over ten years, only earned five silver coins a month. Even with that income, they were considered well-off in Qingshan County.
But now, the eggs laid by any household in Fengjia Village can earn as much as his grandfather used to earn in several months.
Feng Bingwen knew perfectly well who was behind this seemingly absurd scene, because his grandmother was the first person in Fengjia Village to raise geese, simply because she was bored and had nothing else to do.
Feng Bingwen also remembered that when he first obtained the Five Elements of the Primordial Spirit, he messed with all the geese that his grandmother raised to pass the time in order to test the effect of the immortal spiritual energy.
"Could it have become sentient?!"
Feng Bingwen suddenly thought of this and looked at his own mansion, which was more like a garden. In just a few years, it was impossible to renovate or rebuild the mansion, let alone expand it. There was no need for that.
"It's really lively!"
The young Taoist's lips twitched. He didn't know what had happened in the past few years. At this moment, in his eyes, there wasn't a single living person in his Feng family mansion. Of course, the absence of living people did not mean that it was quiet.
On the contrary, his mansion is now bustling with activity. If an ordinary person without the ability to see clearly were to visit, they would not be able to see anything unusual. After all, there are servants and maids serving tea and water, as well as guards and servants, all of whom are human.
Where is my grandma?
The moment the thought arose, Feng Bingwen found his target on the shore of Wolong Lake near Qingshan County. It was a woman with white hair and a youthful face.
Her silver hair shone brightly, her complexion was rosy and radiant, and there wasn't a single wrinkle on her face. Only the vicissitudes revealed in her eyes suggested that she was probably not young.
Beside this woman, who exuded an air of extraordinary refinement, was a flock of ridiculously robust white geese. Each of these geese was as tall as a person, and the largest one could actually be ridden on.
"They've really become sentient!"
The scene was both natural and expected. Feng Bingwen couldn't help but rub his temples, looking at his grandmother's calm and serene face. He wondered how she had accepted those obviously illogical changes over the past few years.
For a rural woman with limited experience, accepting all of this would be quite difficult. Watching her poultry gradually transform into monsters that only exist in folk tales would be unbearable without a strong enough heart.
"grandmother!"
Although he saw some suspicious people near the lake, Feng Bingwen didn't care at all.
In other continents, Feng Bingwen wouldn't dare to boast so much, but in Donghua Continent, where the divine way flourishes, Feng Bingwen dares to pat his chest and say that he alone can suppress a country, and no matter what demons or monsters there are, he can sweep them away with a single sword—provided that he doesn't go against the divine way.
"Gah, gah, gah—"
When Feng Bingwen suddenly appeared on the riverbank, whether it was due to a stress reaction or something else, more than a dozen geese attacked his location almost without thinking.
Even the smallest goose, as tall as a person, spread its wings, took flight, and then brought down its massive beak, which gleamed with a metallic sheen. Anyone who saw this would be terrified.
"Get out of here, you bunch of animals, don't you even recognize me?"
Feng Bingwen cursed, then slapped all the goose spirits aside.
"Wen'er!"
His action immediately startled the old woman who was sitting by the lake, gazing blankly at the distant lake view. She stood up and looked at the now strong and spirited young man with some uncertainty.
"Grandma, it's me! I've come back to see you!"
"It really is you! You child, you've been gone for years, how come you didn't even send a letter?"
The old woman, whose face no longer showed any signs of aging but possessed a unique air of having weathered many years, walked quickly to Feng Bingwen with tears in her eyes, raised her hand as if to touch him, but hesitated.
"Grandma, the place I went to was quite far, so sending messages was inconvenient, but it won't happen again!"
Feng Bingwen smiled.
"well!"
The old man smiled, said nothing, just nodded repeatedly, then grabbed Feng Bingwen's wrist as if afraid he would run away, pulled him to sit by the river, and began to ramble on about Feng Bingwen's departure and the changes over the years, without asking Feng Bingwen anything.
"About three years ago, your father gave away all his wealth to save many people in the north who were being harmed by barbarians. He accumulated a great deal of merit. He wasn't planning to do business anymore, saying he wanted to come back and take care of me. But as soon as your father's carriage reached the Wei River, a golden toad jumped into his arms!"
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