I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 183 Words That Shouldn't Exist In The World
"Fellow Daoist, what troubles do you have? If you encounter any difficulties, you can talk to Yingli in detail. Yingli is not very capable, but she can still help solve some small things."

In the water pavilion that was completely isolated from the outside world, the girl Dragon King, who followed Feng Bingwen to make some friends, spoke softly.

After Feng Bingwen was shocked to hear about the other party's heels and some of his practice experience, he also revealed a little bit about himself. He has his parents alive and a happy family. Possesses a fairy body.

For such an answer, the born and holy girl was naturally a little disappointed, but feeling Feng Bingwen's aura similar to hers, still unavoidably gave birth to some kindness.

So I chatted with Feng Bingwen on this, and Feng Bingwen, who was distressed about the gift, felt a little anxious when the time was passing by, and this emotion was immediately noticed by the girl with extremely keen five senses, and asked directly .

"If I say it out loud, don't laugh at me, Fellow Daoist."

Feng Bingwen felt a little embarrassed, for a guest like him, even though there were tens of thousands of aquatic creatures congratulating him at this time, he was probably the only one.

"No, please tell me, Fellow Daoist Feng."

As if she could hear something secret, the girl's star pupils lit up again.

"I didn't prepare a congratulatory gift."

Feng Bingwen spread his hands helplessly.

If this was done by someone else, then he would have to spit it out. They notified the time of the banquet one year in advance, and even sent their parents and children to welcome it before the banquet, but in the end they didn't even prepare a decent gift. It's shameless to come here to eat and drink for free while licking your face like this.

"Ah, this!"

The girl was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that the person in front of her who made her feel quite kind was distressed because of such a thing.

"It doesn't matter, there is still time."

"But I don't know what to give."

Hearing the Dragon King Yingli's relief, Feng Bingwen also felt a headache. Whether he wanted it or not, the name of the reincarnated sage was on him. If the congratulatory gift he gave was too outrageous, he would be laughed at.

Giving a congratulatory gift is easy, but giving a congratulatory gift that matches the status of a reincarnated sage is so difficult.

"Although you have the Immortal Physique, you have just started to practice, and you don't have enough background. Be casual, no matter which side of the Dragon Palace there is no shortage of treasures."

"That's the truth, but I can't just write a picture and send it up!"

Feng Bingwen casually said that those aquariums queuing up outside the Dragon Palace would give away any pearls, giant clams and the like, but it was a bit cheap for him to give such things.

"Ok!"

Just saying that casually, Feng Bingwen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have an idea?"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's expression, Yingli asked curiously.

She is also boring. Although there are many flood dragons in this Dragon Palace, apart from the Dragon King, which dragon dares to talk to her in such a relaxed and easy-going tone, not only has no guts, but also does not have enough strength.

The Dragon King is qualified to communicate with her on an equal footing, but her heel is so special that the Dragon King doesn't like to communicate with her very much. He originally had a good chat to exchange his cultivation experience, but suddenly he was stabbed and showed his face. Got it.

"I want to ask Fellow Daoist, what is the gift you prepared?"

Feng Bingwen did not rush to answer, but was curious about the congratulatory gift prepared by the Dragon King in front of him. Such a question was quite impolite, but the Dragon King Yingli obviously didn't care. She stretched out her hand, and a small and delicate mountain range appeared on her face. above the palm.

"I have prepared an adamantine mine!"

"..."

Feng Bingwen stared at the mountain range in the girl's hand, which had shrunk many times, and was speechless for a while. It should be said that he really deserves to be the Dragon King. This way of giving gifts is really impossible to learn.

Zheng~
At this time, there was the sound of guns and clangs coming from Feng Bingwen's body, and the desire expressed in it was even felt by the Dragon King sitting opposite Feng Bingwen.

"Fellow Daoist, you need to..."

The girl blinked her eyes, and was interrupted by Feng Bingwen as soon as she opened her mouth. He first mobilized the vast fairy energy in his body to suppress Fang Tianji who was about to fly out, and then spoke,
"I don't have anything that can be traded with fellow daoists right now. If you have any excess Taiyi fine gold on you, let's save it for later!"

It is true that the Dragon King sitting opposite him is a proper rich woman, but Feng Bingwen feels that he still needs to be a little more ethical, and it would be too shameful for him to eat a soft meal after just meeting him.

"Oh, I also want to say, if fellow daoists are not ready, I can share half of the mine with you, it doesn't matter anyway."

Yingli nodded, but her expression didn't change. She didn't think there was anything to cherish about this kind of fine gold ore mountain that could be picked up everywhere. Since the other party insisted, she didn't care.

"..."

When Feng Bingwen heard the words, his breath stagnated.

Damn it, he doesn't envy it, but it's an adamantine mine.

If you have profound supernatural powers, you can extract Taiyi fine gold from it. This is also the first-class spiritual material in the practice world, and it is a hard currency for great monks.

"Fellow Daoist, have you thought about what to give?"

Seeing that Feng Bingwen was still, Dragon King Yingli blinked his starry eyes and asked, with a hint of anticipation in his words.

"I have roughly figured it out, and I am preparing to try one or two."

As he said that, Feng Bingwen took out a stack of high-quality rice paper from his sleeve, and in front of the Dragon King, he took out the four high-quality study treasures that his own father bought for him one by one.

Needless to say, his father, who went to do business, was really willing to spend money on his studies, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, a collection of classics and history, and all the things needed for reading are not bad. , regardless of his own son's ability to bear.

However, the treasures of the mortal world appear ridiculous in front of a dragon king. Even Feng Bingwen's daily use, contaminated with fairy spirit, seems quite strange.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going to send a pair of calligraphy and paintings with a handwritten letter?"

Seeing Feng Bingwen spreading out the rice paper and grinding the ink, looking like he was about to splash the ink, the Dragon King, who had nowhere to go, looked forward to it even more.

"No, I'm going to send a word."

Feng Bingwen, who had polished the ink, answered casually, raised the wolf hair, stained it with thick ink, and began to write on the paper.

The first stroke was unremarkable, but when the second stroke fell, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and before the third stroke was written, the spread rice paper turned into ashes without any sound.

"Sure enough."

Seeing the remaining ashes on the table in front of him, Feng Bingwen was not very surprised, as expected.

As the saying goes, sending goose feathers for thousands of miles is light and affectionate.

The congratulatory gift does not depend on the value, of course, the more expensive the better, it is true, but he really cannot learn to dig a mine as a congratulatory gift like Dragon King Yingli.

He can't give away expensive gifts. The most valuable items in Feng Bingwen's body, apart from the broken halberd and broken pagoda given to him by Tianshu, are only the dragon armor given to him by the Dragon Lord. Let's return the things that others gave him as congratulatory gifts.

Therefore, he could only find another way, pay more attention to the meaning, and send out a pair of paintings and calligraphy with inestimable value.

Calligraphy and paintings made by sages, no matter where they are placed, they can't say a bad word.

But to send such a low-cost gift, the content on it should not be too bad, there must be something that can fool people.

Feng Bingwen thought about it, and at the first moment he naturally thought of the half of the Congenital Dao Sutra that he had comprehended when he transformed into a fairy gourd.The half of the Taoist scriptures are only a few hundred words, but every word contains the principles of the Tao, which made Feng Bingwen feel a lot.

Naturally, Feng Bingwen didn't intend to give this Xiantian Dao Sutra as a congratulatory gift, he was not so generous yet, this is the Immortal Sutra that only his future disciples can learn.

He was just thinking about extracting a word from it, writing it down, and then sending it out as a congratulatory gift.

Well, that's right, it's just one character, not a sentence, let alone a paragraph, only one character, a "dragon".

Although it is only one character, it also contains the true meaning of Dao. It is impossible for Feng Bingwen to write down the word "dragon" he saw, because he has not fully comprehended it.

But it is still okay to copy one or two, and the true meaning revealed in it is enough to fool, bah, enough as a congratulatory gift.

It was just his initial attempt, and he found that this innate Daowen was not something that ordinary objects could bear, and the fine rice paper became ashes after just a few strokes.

Of course, Feng Bingwen would not give up easily, and took out some unusual objects, and tried them in front of a dragon king. Without any surprise, they all turned into fly ash.

The one that lasted the longest was a page of metal paper tempered with spiritual iron. Even so, Feng Bingwen only wrote half of it, and this page of metal paper still lost its spiritual energy and turned into waste.

"Fellow Daoist, use this piece of paper to try!"

The Dragon King Yingli, who watched Feng Bingwen make more than a dozen attempts with his own eyes, took out a piece of gold paper and handed it to Feng Bingwen.

"What's so funny about that?"

Touching the gold paper placed in front of him, the special material that looks like gold but not gold thread, and looks like jade but not jade, let Feng Bingwen understand that this is an extraordinary treasure.

"Fellow Daoists are not stingy, let me watch you write your innate daoism, what is a piece of paper?"

Yingli Dragon King shook his head, as if she had taken advantage,
"If you can write out all the Daoist texts you think in your heart, it will be beneficial for me to watch from the sidelines. You just need to use it."

"Then I'm welcome."

Everyone said so, how could Feng Bingwen shirk it, he once again swiped the ink, and the pen went like a dragon, but this time he wrote extremely smoothly and finished it in one go.

When the pen fell, a thunderbolt grew in the void, and struck towards the golden book that carried the innate Taoism of the word "dragon". Before the thunderbolt fell, it was wiped away by a jade hand together with the disaster that was still brewing. remove.

(End of this chapter)