The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 186
"My lord, do you really intend to just talk to Mr. Boliu Jiangshui?"

The ghost glanced at the sword in Feng Qingan's hand, and asked cautiously.He had no doubts, as long as that Shui Jun dared to show his face, this young master would draw his sword and kill him.

"What's the problem?"

Feng Qing'an looked down at his attire, as if he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he noticed the fearful eyes of ghosts and gods, and explained with a smile,
"As a famous scholar, it's reasonable for me to carry a sword with me, right?"

"Yes, sir, you are right!"

The ghosts and gods responded repeatedly, but he secretly cursed in his heart. He has been worshiped as a ghost and god for hundreds of years, even if the time as a human is counted, he has never seen such a crazy scholar.

In broad daylight, he led a group of warriors to attack the government office, beheaded Shao Yin in public, and threatened the government official to resign. Even when the night patrol was in the reign of Taizu, when the power was at its peak, he was not so arrogant.

"So, can you invite that Suicune out?"

"This... I'm afraid there's nothing I can do!"

The ghosts and gods suddenly showed embarrassment. Although he was only a magistrate of Fucheng, it would be the same even if Lord Chenghuang came.

They are both gods, the ghosts and gods who are made of incense and those who control the mountains and rivers are very different in nature. While envious of each other, they despise each other.

The source of the power of ghosts and gods is basically the offering of human incense. Once the incense is lost, they will fall from the position of gods. Therefore, the positions of ghosts and gods are frequently changed in Shinto.

The land mainly depends on the mountains and rivers. While the position of the god is stable, it also means that it is basically unchanged. It can remain unchanged for hundreds of thousands of years. If you want to become stronger, you can only collect incense.

But in most places in this world, even if they try their best, the incense they can collect is not enough for those ghosts and gods sitting in the city.

Therefore, the ghosts and gods are envious of the stable position of the gods and gods, and the earth is envious of the ease of offering incense to ghosts and gods, but their envy does not prevent them from looking down on each other.

But Boliujiang Shuijun is different. It is one of the very few lands that can not only grasp the mountains and rivers, but also receive a lot of humane incense and offerings, and live an extremely nourishing life.

Therefore, the status of incense, ghosts and gods in his eyes can be imagined.

"Can't do anything!?"

Feng Qing'an took a look at the ghost leading the way, and probably understood why the city god didn't show up, and probably couldn't invite the Boliu Jiangshui lord, and he probably had to figure out how to deal with this matter.

"My lord, maybe I can try!"

At this time, Sen Miao took the initiative to suggest that she had already felt Feng Qing'an's murderous intentions towards Mr. Boliu Jiangshui, and she was happy to play a part in it.

"You want to disturb the bottom of the river?"

Through the soul contract, Feng Qing'an can feel Sen Miao's mood, although not as good as Hei Shan and Ming Long, but he can also guess what she plans to do.

"Yes!"

"Wait until night, even if there is any movement on the surface of the river, it can be covered by the night, so as not to disturb the world!"

Feng Qing'an follows the rules of the world, the common people can't see even the demons and ghosts passing by with their naked eyes, but isn't this a kind of protection?
On the premise that there is no solution to deal with it, you can get along with each other better if you don’t see it, and you won’t panic, yell, and cause unnecessary troubles. After all, the appearance of many demons and ghosts is far beyond ordinary people. acceptability.

Twilight soon fell as the sun set in the west. The farmers who had worked for a day during the day also returned home in the afterglow of the setting sun before the twilight fell. .

Under the expectant eyes of all the ghosts and gods in Nanshao Mansion, a horse with four hooves on snow stepped onto the choppy river. The moment the horse's hooves touched the water, the surrounding water became calm, like a tamed wild cat. Extremely docile.

As Sen Miao walked through the turbulent river, a calm waterway visible to the naked eye appeared, and Sen Miao stepped on this continuously extending waterway to enter the bottom of the wave-flowing river.

Without Sen Miao's strength to maintain, the calm waterway gradually became unable to maintain as the river continued to wash away, and was swallowed by the raging river again.

"My lord, your mount will be fine, right?"

Following behind Feng Qing'an, seeing the steed that Feng Qing'an rode almost every day stepping into the river, Housekeeper Zhao couldn't help but asked with some concern.

He really didn't expect that this seemingly unremarkable horse, which can almost be made of human flesh and bones, actually has the power to suppress Jiangliu.

Thinking of this, Steward Zhao couldn't help looking at the two black and white wolves squatting beside the young master. Even a horse has such supernatural powers, so what's so special about these two wolves who have been with the young master for a long time?

oooo~
Noticing Butler Zhao's gaze, and also aware of the meaning contained in his eyes, Heishan let out a low growl, and his body, which was only the size of an ordinary wolf dog, began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the horrified gazes of the warriors who came to join in the fun, the small black wolf turned into a terrifying monster the size of a tower in the blink of an eye, with blue flames wrapping around its limbs and body.

This made the ghosts and gods who were standing far enough away couldn't help pulling away.The flames that can corrode the soul body also make ghosts and gods feel instinctive disgust and rejection.

"Spirit Wolf!"

Some ghosts and gods called out the race of Black Mountain, which also made them look at Feng Qing'an with even more awe. This is a terrifying monster clan that is destined to become a big monster, and they follow this young master like a loyal dog.

woo~
The black wolf is like this, what is the origin of the white wolf?The eyes of ghosts, gods and warriors couldn't help but fall on Bai Yao's body again, which made the spirit beast from the mountain feel the pressure, and released its real body at this moment.

It was the body of an elegant spirit beast not inferior to Heishan, but compared to Heishan's majesty and ferocity, Bai Yao's figure was full of agility and elegance.

"Spiritual training!"

The knowledge and experience of ghosts and gods is absolutely sufficient. Even if Bai Yao just manifested her real body, some ghosts and gods could recognize the path she chose, because the aura of blind date with all things cannot be disguised, which also made ghosts and gods look at Bai Yao, Also full of a little closeness.

Most of the monsters act according to their own will, so it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad, but spiritual cultivation is different. Spiritual cultivation may be cold or arrogant, but it will never harm living beings.

"Heishan next to you son has such strength, I'm afraid I'm no match!"

Although there are two existences with almost the same size, the warriors can tell at a glance that Black Mountain is the most threatening, and the terrifying evil spirit that is so strong that it almost merges with the will-o'-the-wisps on their bodies makes them feel like a ghost. A strong sense of crisis like being pricked by needles.

boom -

Just when these ghosts and warriors were discussing how powerful Heishan and Baiyao are, the turbulent Wave River suddenly exploded at this moment, accompanied by a water column that shot straight into the sky, and a figure as large as a hill was thrown out from the water. The foul blood of indigo spilled in the air.

pat-

With the slight vibration of the river embankment under their feet, everyone and ghosts and gods also saw clearly what kind of monster was thrown out of the water. It was a Yaksha with blue-faced fangs and green scales.

Unlike the yaksha who served ghosts and gods in the underworld and was entangled in yin energy, this yaksha thrown from the bottom of the river had a strong blood and a huge physique. To stand on its back.

"This is the general patrolling the Boliu River!"

Soon some ghosts and gods recognized the identity of this tyrannical yaksha, and after calling out his identity, the ghosts and gods were in a commotion again, because they knew very well how powerful this patrolling yaksha was.

In fact, just look at Yasha's physique. Although it is not accurate to judge the strength of a creature by body shape, most of the time it can be used as a basis. With such a large physique, it is not weak at all.

"So strong!"

Crushing and defeating a Yasha general patrolling the river in the bottom of the river, and throwing it out of the water, is several points more difficult than beheading it directly. You must have overwhelming strength to do this.

"What kind of state is that person, it's too strong!"

"With such a powerful strength, he is willing to be the mount of that Second Young Master Feng. This Second Young Master is unfathomable!"

"It seems that we don't have to worry too much, this young master should be able to convince that Suicune!"

"Yes, our Nanshao Mansion is saved. As long as the rain falls in time this year, the people will not have to go hungry!"

Just when the ghosts and gods were talking more and more excited, they were a little panicked to see that young master walked towards General Yasha, whose aura was getting weaker, and pinned the ancient long sword that exuded a terrifying aura to his waist sword, and took out another snow-white sword. Long sword, draw the blade.

"Second Master Feng, what are you going to do?"

"Young master think twice!"

Even if the ghosts and gods wanted to stop them, it was too late, they could only watch Feng Qing'an who was close at hand, waved the Qingshen sword in his hand, drew a snow-white crescent sword light, and cut off the head of General Yasha neatly .

puff~
Indigo blood gushed out from the headless neck, but the beheaded monster did not die just then, and the headless body stood up under the stimulation of intense pain.

The body that lost its five senses walked subconsciously, and each step left huge footprints on the river bank, shaking out deep cracks, but these cracks were quickly healed by the intervention of an invisible force in the next instant.

The headless Yaksha body instinctively waved its arms, trying to find the severed head.The severed head wailed, and the strong sound vibration attracted the headless body.

But just before the outstretched arms of the headless body grabbed the head, another flash of sword light flashed, and the two strong arms broke at the elbows and fell to the ground. Scream for pain.

"This is the big monster!"

Seeing General Yasha, who was still immortal even after being beheaded, looked old and looked like he was about to die, butler Zhao's voice couldn't help trembling. This was the realm he dreamed of pursuing as a warrior.

The Hunyuan Realm, who can fight bloody battles with big monsters, can be reborn with severed limbs. Even if he is beheaded, as long as he puts his head back in time, he will still not die. It is precisely because of such terrifying vitality that he can fight against big monsters. Demons also possess such terrifying vitality.

"Pity!"

Looking in front of him, even though he had lost his head and arms, he could still move the body of Yaksha, Feng Qing'an lowered his head and opened his eyes, staring at his Yaksha head full of resentment and hatred.

"Only by putting the head back together can it be fully restored, but you can't grow a second head!"

While speaking, Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and moved lightly, and put away the head of Yasha, who was taller than others, and then stabbed out with a sword, the sharp sword energy penetrated Yasha's chest, even if it pierced through In the chest, the flesh and blood are still squirming and healing, but the life force can't be restrained.

At the broken neck, scarlet flesh surged wildly, as if it wanted to grow a second head, but the vitality lost because of this was simply not what this monster body could provide, it couldn't last that long.

Under Feng Qing'an's indifferent eyes, because the head could not be found, the big monster who wanted to regenerate was exhausted in the end, and fell on the river bank. The indigo blood did not flow far, because the warriors were covering their faces. Excited to collect.

"My lord, why did you kill it?"

Seeing that Feng Qing'an had really beheaded the Yasha general, leaving no chance for him to be resurrected, the ghosts and gods came over, looked at Yasha's body with sorrowful faces, and beheaded all the generals under him. , How can you let people follow the rules and rain obediently?

"Do you still need to ask such an obvious thing? Can't you see the resentment entangled in it?"

Feng Qing'an looked at the majestic ghosts and gods in front of him expressionlessly.

Why did he want to kill General Yasha just by looking at it?It's very simple, because the sword reacted. This is a yaksha that has hurt and even swallowed the human race. If this is the case, there is nothing to say.

The Lord of the Cangjiang River needs to pay the price for this. It's just a little Yaksha who swallows people, so naturally he should pay with his life as the price.

"But don't you still want to talk to Mr. Boliu Jiangshui? If you keep General Yasha..."

"I can use this as an excuse to take advantage of Suicune and threaten him to make it rain? Do you think it's possible?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help laughing when he heard the ghost's naive thoughts.

But they can't be blamed either, for them, the pressure brought by Suicune, who is in charge of thousands of miles of rivers, is indeed too great, after all, this Suicune doesn't even bother to talk to them.

"But even if you don't have such a plan, it's not good to kill this Yasha general now!"

"Not good? Where do you think I rely on to interview Mr. Boliu Jiangshui?"

Feng Qingan said with a smile.

"..."

The ghosts and gods were speechless.

The young man grasped the handle of the simple long sword at his waist, scanning the ghosts and gods,
"My reliance is the sword in my hand!"

(End of this chapter)