I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 189 Follow the idiotic fox
"Tongsheng in March?"

Feng Bingwen didn't enter the courtyard until the old man finished talking. After waving his hand to disperse the phantom of the mist, he thought about the old man's request.

Of course, he knows what the old man thinks. It can be said that it is his obsession and wish in this life. He just wants to see the Feng family produce another master who can really shine on the family.

As for his father, Feng Zichuan, who was admitted as a scholar, but left his books and ran off to do business, in the eyes of the old man, he was purely rebellious, that is, he never came back, otherwise he would break a leg at least.

"What rank should I take?"

This is the question that Feng Bingwen is thinking about now. Before opening the book, his initial dream was to become a master of Juren, but now that time has passed, his current pursuit has long since changed. The so-called master of Juren can't even lift his shoes. not worthy.

If he took the imperial examination, Feng Bingwen felt that he might be admitted as a Jinshi, and if he failed, he would be appointed as the number one scholar by the current emperor.

It's not that he is well-educated and talented, but Feng Bingwen knows that the government's views on him are very complicated, some are uncertain, and most of the time they cater to him.

What's more, the results of the imperial examinations are affected by many aspects. If you just read the Four Books and Five Classics, at most you will get the fame of a child, and it is impossible for you to be a high school scholar.

Starting from the government examination, policy theory has been included in the examination content. As the examination level becomes higher, the proportion of policy theory is increasing.The examiner sets the questions, and the candidates answer the questions. In the absence of a standard answer, the result of the test is naturally decided by the chief examiner.

Therefore, before each imperial examination, well-connected candidates will often try their best to find out about the chief examiner of the exam they are going to take, their political opinions, and personality, and then answer based on these, hoping to cater to the examiner's preferences, and then get a ranking.

And this kind of situation will continue until the palace examination. The palace examination is actually to rank the Jinshi who passed the examination. At this point, it is even more nonsense. In most cases, it is based on appearance and character.

If among a group of Jinshi, he is outstanding in appearance, he might be named Tanhua Lang by the emperor. As for the number one scholar, he is naturally the one with the most outstanding literary talent, but if his appearance is not up to the standard, he might be dismissed by the emperor. There is this case.

It can be seen from this that if you want to become an official in the court, you don't just have to study hard. From the government examination, you have to find a way to figure out the examiner's intentions and cater to them.

For Feng Bingwen, who pursues a long and happy life, this situation is naturally unacceptable.Let him figure out the minds of a group of officials and their political opinions, forget it.

However, this is also the request of the old man, and it is unreasonable to give up the exam directly. After all, he also has the kindness of nurturing and teaching, and this kindness has to be repaid.

"If you don't want to learn from my father, forget it, take the exam to be a scholar, and then say that you have tried your best."

Feng Bingwen thought about it for a while, and then he made up his mind, just take the imperial examination and so on, you don't have to take it too seriously.

"This is because the old man is really angry, so he just let him take the imperial examination again. Anyway, his body is as strong as a cow now. He is old and strong, and he can aim for thousands of miles."

After the great filial son Feng Bingwen pondered over these trivial matters, he began to sort out the harvest of the Dragon Palace and his party.

Well, although he was there to give gifts, the Xuanting Dragon King was also a real dragon, and returned him a valuable gift.

"Well, Great Luo Silver Essence, Immortal Lazuli Gold, Taiyi Essence Gold, Star God Sand..."

Feng Bingwen took out the belt that came with the gift from the Dragon King, and took out the precious treasures that were worth hundreds of times and thousands of times from this rare storage magic weapon.

Each kind of magic material does not seem to be much. Take Da Luo Yinjing as an example, but it is the size of a fist and weighs thousands of catties.

Zheng~
After taking out these few immortal treasures one by one, there was a trembling sound of weapons in Feng Bingwen's body. This time Feng Bingwen didn't restrain himself, allowing a broken magic weapon to jump out of his body.

Even if this divine weapon cannot speak, Feng Bingwen, who has already refined it, can still feel its joy. Its current broken state is like missing arms and legs. , it means that it can be recovered intact, how can you not like it?
"Can you absorb it by yourself? If not, I can cultivate a supernatural power to assist you."

Feng Bingwen looked at Fang Tianji who was starting to circle around his room, and asked.

The innate five-element Taoist body can cultivate all Taoism and supernatural powers in the world without hindrance.Not only is he practicing, even if he chooses alchemy and casting tools, he is also an immortal genius.

Although his realm is low, he has the blessing of Taoism, and he can cultivate the famous Nanming Lihuo. Even the real fire of the sun can be cultivated, but the most suitable for refining weapons is the root of the real fire of Samadhi, which is derived from civil and military fire. Liuding Shenhuo.

Zheng~
However, Feng Bingwen's kindness received an ungrateful response. The broken magic weapon turned into a bloody light, rolled up the magic material, escaped into his body, turned into an oval-shaped blood cocoon, and began to self-destruct. repair.

"It's quite worry-free."

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen took a little observation and found that after the magic weapon had indeed begun to recover, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

However, this kind of situation made Feng Bingwen realize once again how extraordinary the broken magic weapon he got was, and there are really not many magic weapons in this world that can repair themselves.

"What about you? Do you need materials?"

After solving the broken problem of Fang Tianji, Feng Bingwen calmed down again, and asked another big family in his body, and what he got was a sword chant full of rebellious meaning.

As long as the bones of the beast ancestor!

This is the response of the ancient sword tower, and Feng Bingwen has nothing to do about it. This is a killing weapon forged by human swordsmen in the early days of human ignorance in order to survive. It is different from the mainstream magic weapon in the practice world today.

After dealing with the Dragon King's gift in return, Feng Bingwen looked at the viewing fees given by those old Dragon Kings in order to watch the Long Wendao characters written by him.

A spiritual tea tree!

A complete set of spiritual utensil tea sets!

A Panlong Paperweight!
The spiritual tea tree can be planted in the courtyard as long as it is free, but Feng Bingwen's attention still falls on the gift from the Chixiao Dragon King.

"Bai Yujing!"

It is said that Miyagi was excavated from a ruins of the Xiandao Dazong that had disappeared, and it was only a part of the gate pattern of the Xiandao Dazong, one of the five cities on the twelfth floor.

Feng Bingwen has no idea of ​​collecting all the floors scattered in other places. He just wants to refine and control this palace city.

"According to the Dragon King's description, I only need one thought to break the Mustard Seed Law and let Bai Yujing truly manifest."

Do what you think, Feng Bingwen's action ability has always been excellent, he does what he thinks, he flew out of Feng's mansion again, and flew over Wolong Lake without his buttocks warm.

Considering the scale of Baiyujing, it may be a bit exaggerated. In order to avoid disturbing the surrounding people of Qingshan County, Feng Bingwen gathered a large cloud on his mind, forming a huge cloud cluster stretching for tens of miles above Wolong Lake.

After doing all this, Feng Bingwen took out the gift from the Dragon King, a miniature palace city wrapped in a light red spherical magic ban. He gently raised his hand and tapped on the magic ban.

boo~
Just like what the Dragon King said, the forbidden law will be broken at the touch of a touch, and the white jade palace city, which is only about a foot square, suddenly rises in the wind. In the blink of an eye, there are many buildings, carved railings, palaces and palaces, magnificent and majestic. Majestic, the white jade palace city hangs above the clouds like a ghostly axe.

A palace city with a square of thirty li suddenly appeared, and the majestic palace and pavilions immediately caused the sky to turbulent, and the wind was surging.

This is a celestial change that will inevitably be caused by the birth of Fang Zhongbao. Feng Bingwen had expected it, but still underestimated the changes caused by Bai Yujing.

The tens of miles of clouds he gathered with the method of the dragon clan were torn to pieces almost the moment Bai Yujing appeared.

However, Bai Yujing did not appear in the eyes of ordinary people because of this, because this Miyagi, which had just escaped from the law, seemed to be "hungry" for a long time.

However, even if the people in Qingshan County couldn't see Bai Yujing, they could intuitively feel the vortex that appeared because of Bai Yujing, which immediately caused panic.

Fortunately, this vision came and went even faster. Before seeing the amazing scene, the people of Qingshan County packed up their belongings, and the Wolong Lake returned to calm.

And this is because Feng Bingwen has already set foot in Baiyujing, a veritable fairy residence, with five steps to the first floor, ten steps to one grid, Qionglouyuyu, and a wonderful scene.

It is a little regretful that there is no immortal sage living in it, only a handsome young man stepped into it, inspecting this place with ten thousand rays of light, transpiration of auspicious energy, and ethereal immortal energy.

"The things left by the Taiqing Dao of the ancient immortal way are really good. Unfortunately, I asked Chi Xiao many times to ask for it, but the old dragon refused to give it to you. I didn't expect to give it to you."

Just as Feng Bingwen was patrolling this shelter, the purple energy was overwhelming, and the demonic energy was rising. A demon fox with silver-white hair like snow stepped into the air, squatting on the top of a nine-story tower, looking down at Feng Bingwen below, with a rather It's not good.

"..."

Feng Bingwen looked up at the big fox squatting between the towers, speechless, really didn't know what to say.

This great sage of the demon clan attended the banquet, and slept on his stomach, but at this time he followed him so inconspicuously, it was really helpless.

"The demon saint is not in the Dragon Palace at this time, why did he come to this remote place like mine?"

Although it was very painful, Feng Bingwen felt the evil spirit that had already permeated the whole city, so he had to speak.

"I thought I would be the first to leave the table, but I didn't expect someone to be earlier than me, and I have nothing to do, so I came over to take a look, and saw that your kid took out Bai Yujing."

There was no malice on the big fox's expression, but Feng Bingwen couldn't detect any kindness either.

(End of this chapter)