"Haha, master, you are joking!"

Feng Bingwen laughed twice, and naturally he would not agree. Even if he was thinking with his cerebellum, he would not be stupid enough to enter the cave controlled by the immortals and steal the immortal weapons.

He is not the biological son of Immortal Xuan Qing. It is hard for Feng Bingwen to imagine how he will be treated when he is discovered, because he does not understand the methods of immortals, his actions are close to Taoism, and his words and deeds are like celestial phenomena.

"I'm not kidding you. I don't have any extra immortal weapons on hand to reward you. My father has quite a few unused immortal weapons on hand. If you really want them, you can search in my father's cave."

Zhao Junxian looked stern and extremely serious, but how could Feng Bingwen be fooled by this look? It was just once, how could he be fooled the second time?

"Master, I don't have the courage, how about you go for me, master?"

"How do you have the nerve to open your mouth like this?"

"What's so embarrassing about this? Master Enze disciple, isn't this a matter of course?"

Feng Bingwen spoke confidently, he didn't have many treasures on him now.

Yishan Ding wanted to suppress the blessed land, so the carved dragon-painted halberd was suitable for him, but Feng Bingwen looked down upon it. There was also the Purple Huan Dragon Armor given by Xuanting Longjun, which was supposed to become an immortal weapon.

His potential was unfortunately shattered by Lei Jie.

The only thing in his hand that can be called a good one is the ancient sword tower, but this fairy weapon is also in a disabled state. If he hadn't acquired a set of Xuanyin Seven Killing Swords, this fairy weapon would still be unable to stand up now.

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After all this calculation, it can be said that Feng Bingwen does not have a valuable treasure in his hands. As a disciple of Taishangdao who has become his master, Feng Bingwen will naturally not tolerate such a situation.

If there is no treasure left in hand, it is natural to ask the master for it. For a cultivator with a sect and a background, this is a basic practice. He is not a casual cultivator without a sect or even a place to practice.

"There are no immortal weapons. If you insist, I will send you to my father's cave. If you don't want to go, there is nothing I can do."

"Master, my disciple, I have nothing to offer now. I can't even bring out a decent magic weapon. Can you bear to watch my disciple fall into such a tight situation? If I fight with others, if I

If you were defeated and died without a magic weapon, it’s all your fault, master!”

Feng Bingwen didn't blink an eye, he directly kidnapped his moral character and put a big hat on him. No matter what he said today, he had to get some benefits from his master.

"Oh!"

When Zhao Junxian heard what Feng Bingwen said, he immediately laughed out loud. He couldn't help but reflect in his heart on how he accepted such an evil obstacle and entered his sect.

"Do you blame me for this?"

"Okay, I don't complain. It's all because of my incompetence. I will step aside now and stop disturbing my master's practice."

Feng Bingwen retreated in order to advance, with a sad look on his face, he bowed his hands and prepared to leave.

"stop!"

It's a pity that Zhao Junxian just took advantage of Feng Bingwen's trick. Seeing his disciple's appearance, he couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, and opened his mouth to stop him,

"When I tested you, your ancient pagoda was not simple. It was full of spiritual energy and could protect its master on its own! How can this be called a body without any growth?"

"But it's broken!"

Feng Bingwen raised his head and explained, and then proposed another solution.

"If the master has no immortal treasure to give, why not give the disciple the treasure and let the disciple repair this ancient pagoda?"

"What materials do you need?"

"Taotie, Qiongqi, and Taotie, the spines and fangs on these ferocious beasts can be repaired!"

Feng Bingwen came as soon as he opened his mouth. He actually didn't expect his master to be able to take out the materials of these famous ferocious beasts since history. As long as these ferocious beasts have pure blood and have grown to a certain level, none of them will be easy.

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Zhao Junxian had just achieved the status of a human immortal and had no time to hunt. Feng Bingwen did not have high expectations, but he still underestimated this master. He was a true son of an immortal and a born nobleman.

"The giant skeleton!"

I saw the elegant young Taoist priest in front of me frown slightly. After thinking for a moment, he waved his sleeves and saw a dark-colored corpse on the ground in front of him, like a huge corpse cast from black iron.

The aura lingering on it makes people feel frightened even if it is just a skeleton.

"This is……"

Feng Bingwen looked at the big snake corpse in front of him with surprise in his eyes.

"A Xiangliu that was still underage secretly sneaked into the territory of the human race and committed evil deeds, devouring countless humans and animals. I happened to encounter it and beheaded it. Can this skeleton be used by you?"

Zhao Junxian stretched out his hand and briefly introduced the origin of this corpse.

Without waiting for Feng Bingwen to respond, he only heard a sword chant, and a crystal-clear ancient tower immediately rushed out from Feng Bingwen's body. The bottom of the tower gently rotated towards the hundred-foot-long Xiangliu corpse.

, a suction force suddenly emerged.

The corpse, which was as huge as a small mountain, suddenly flew into the air, became smaller in the wind, and was finally swallowed up by the deep ancient tower.

After getting the corpse of the great demon, he immediately saw the one hundred and eight sword pictures engraved on the sword tower. The sword light flashed violently, and the sword energy overflowed, soaring into the sky, as if it was going to reach the sky, but it didn't take long.

Zhao Junxian on the side stretched out his hand to suppress him, preventing the sword energy from rushing out of the hall.

"Thank you, master!"

When Feng Bingwen was saying his thanks, he had already filled his sword with light, as if the ancient sword tower had been overfed and absorbed it into the sea of ​​qi in his Dantian. He moved swiftly.

"Um!"

Zhao Junxian nodded slightly, and with a flash of his body, he was already sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed deep in the Taoist Palace. The aura of the clouds was steaming and glowing, lingering around his body, making his immortal appearance even more impressive.

"Master, although you are only a human immortal, your figure already possesses the aura of an immortal."

Seeing Zhao Junxian in such a posture, Feng Bingwen sincerely praised him.

"Why don't you leave yet?"

The young Taoist glanced at the young man and drove him away.

"Master, what... do you have more corpses of ferocious beasts? It's just a corpse. I'm afraid it can't completely repair my treasure!"

Feng Bingwen rubbed his hands and felt a little embarrassed, but when he thought of what he was going to do next, he still had the courage to speak.

"No more. Among the demons I have killed, this is the only one that meets your requirements. Moreover, even if it cannot be completely repaired, with your cultivation level, this kind of immortal weapon is enough for you to use. Go back and practice with peace of mind.

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"Master, you are right, but I only have this treasure for attacking, but I still lack another treasure for protection. It is really difficult for me to practice with peace of mind. I also ask the master to help the disciples.

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"The suit of armor given to you by Lord Long was shattered by thunder when you were going through the tribulation. I saw it."

Zhao Junxian was not angry when he heard Feng Bingwen's "reasonable" request, because his family was indeed rich, far beyond Feng Bingwen's imagination. To him, the corpse of Xiang Liu just now was like cleaning up the garbage in the inventory.

Same.

The Xiangliu that was killed at that time concocted its body and put it away, thinking that it might be used in the future, but it turned out that it was never used and was piled in the Sumeru Ring.

It doesn't matter if you throw it away, it doesn't matter if you don't throw it away, it's like useless. Now that this disciple comes to the door, it is of use, but unexpectedly, it hasn't been able to send him away.

"I have fairy gold mines here. I got them by accident when I was tracking a demon. They are of little use to me. If you need them, I will give them to you."

Having said that, hundreds of pieces of fairy gold material, large and small, with different lustres appeared in front of Feng Bingwen's eyes. The big ones were nearly a hundred feet long, and the small ones were as small as fists. However, regardless of their size, they were all magical and extraordinary.

"Hahaha, the master is so awesome!"

Feng Bingwen was filled with joy, and the five elements of divine light diffused from behind him. He carried these divine gold and fairy materials, which were as light as a feather or as heavy as a mountain, and threw them directly into his blessed land.

Needless to say, since he got the blessed place, Feng Bingwen no longer has to worry about storing magic weapons. No matter how big the objects are, his blessed place can fit them all.

What was a little surprising was that the types of fairy ingredients given by his master were too complicated, with more than twenty kinds. He only recognized a small part of them, and he didn't recognize more than half of them. However,

It doesn't matter, he just needs to know that these are rare treasures.

"If you don't know how to refine weapons, you can ask the elders of the sect to help you!"

"yes!"

Feng Bingwen, who thought he had scraped off two layers of oil from his master, felt very happy.

"alright!"

"Wait a moment!"

Feng Bingwen heard that the master's tone was wrong and shouted quickly.

"What else?"

Zhao Junxian's voice revealed a bit of helplessness, why did he accept such a disciple?

"Disciple would like to ask, who is the Taoist disciple in this sect?"

"You should go and practice hard for ten years first, and then you can covet this position!"

The former Daozi could no longer listen any longer. The raised palm continued the trajectory it was about to draw before. A force that Feng Bingwen could not resist suddenly fell on him, wrapped around his figure, and flew out of the Dao Palace.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Because Feng Bingwen was thrown out so quickly, Feng Bingwen flew out of the Dao Palace portal and slid in the air for several miles, leaving a clearly visible air mark before he stopped. Just as he stopped

, a pair of handsome and lovely golden boys and girls came forward to greet them.

"I'm fine!"

After Feng Bingwen exchanged a few words with him, he flew to the Yunlong chariot staying outside the Taoist palace and returned to the overseas cave.

And when the chariot dragged by the Nine Dragons disappeared from the sky, the golden man and woman stationed at the gate of the Taoist Palace couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"Senior Brother Feng is so powerful. He can actually make me angry. How many times has this been thrown out by me?"

Carved in pink and jade, it looks like a female doll born from the beauty of heaven and earth. She is innocent, romantic, charming and cute.

"Not much, this is only the second time!"

The boy carefully pointed his fingers and counted carefully before responding.

"There should be more in the future."

"Ah! No way!"
To be continued...