The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 225 The Free Monk

Donghuang is coming!
Feng Qing'an stood up, looking a little excited, he looked down at the third-grade black lotus he had just cultivated by himself, felt the strong innate power in it, and smiled involuntarily on his face.

Dong Huang's promotion this time also drove his practice. Originally, he wondered how long it would take him to complete the practice of the Celestial Beast Lord, but now it seems that he only needs to refine this third-grade black lotus and condense it The tenth soul contract is more than enough.

As a congenital yin spirit, Dong Huang, the original power she fed back was able to strengthen his soul foundation, and then drive the practice of soul power, but this time she survived the catastrophe, and gained some other attributes .

His body was also directly affected, but the one most affected was his soul. Feng Qing'an could now feel a bulging feeling in the center of his brows, as if a force was about to burst out, as if he wanted to open his eyes. .

Of course, this is just a joke. With pure yang characteristics, Feng Qingan's eyes are better than [-]% of the world's heavenly eyes. Unless the two worlds are blocked, nothing can block Feng Qingan's gaze.

"It's time to get ready!"

Feng Qing'an calmed down and turned his attention to the giant's skeleton. Since the practice of the Heavenly Beast Master is close at hand, he will make a contract with a spiritual being whose potential or combat power rating is above the Lord's after completing the practice.

Whether it is alive or dead, or even exists in a more nihilistic and unique form, the key is to have your own spiritual wisdom, so that you can be contracted by him.

At the moment, Feng Qing'an's first choice is naturally the half-finished skeleton giant.

Originally scoured by the years, completely petrified, the skeleton of a giant with nothing more than its shape, the upper body reflects a faint layer of red gold spiritual brilliance, as if it is about to be resurrected.

According to the evaluation of the spirit of the cave, this giant has already lived half of his life, but after Feng Qing'an's investigation, he still has not given birth to spiritual wisdom, but only has the basis for the birth of spiritual wisdom.

According to Feng Qing'an's own evaluation, after he spiritualizes the whole body of the giant's skeleton with soul power, the giant will inevitably give birth to a weak spirituality, which can be contracted by him. As for whether he will have a complete mind, it depends on his follow-up cultivated.

However, according to Feng Qing'an's initial plan, his purpose of resurrecting the giant was to find a second body for himself to use in battle, and to completely take over it with the "God-Sentence Technique", and to participate in the battle that he wanted to intervene, but may There will be an event that is dangerous and inconvenient for the main body to participate in.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an actually doesn't care much about whether he will have a complete conscious thinking, as long as it doesn't affect his contract, he can take over this giant body.

"Quickly recover! Wanli!"

Feng Qing'an stood on a spine of the giant's skeleton, with his palm attached to the rocky joint that had not yet been covered by spiritual light, and he poured the soul power that had just skyrocketed into it without hesitation.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The giant with a faint spiritual brilliance blooming from the upper body was still as silent as in the past years, without any response, but there seemed to be a ray of flame flashing in the eye sockets of the skull.

Feng Qing'an didn't feel any loss about this either, he was used to it, during the period when he took the giant skeleton out of the Netherworld, he hardly stopped, and took time out every day to inject his soul power into it. Empowers spirituality.

"now you!"

When the consumption of soul power reached nearly half, Feng Qing'an took a look at some of the skeleton rocks that were endowed with spirituality today, and then stepped on the clouds and flew to a small hill next to the giant's skeleton.

On the top of the mountain filled with gloom, a sapling blooming with a warm light like the blazing sun swayed gently, and the fire burst into bloom. Several cooing firebirds appeared on the branch, and their bright red eyes were full of intimacy. In other words, looking at Feng Qing'an who fell in front of the tree, he obediently watched him convey his soul power.

After everything was done, Feng Qing'an didn't need to look for the spirit of the cave, his figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he returned to the yard. Except Heishan and Sen Miao, no one knew that he was there. He left and returned in a very short time.

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"Amitabha!"

A mournful chant of the Buddha's name sounded, and in an unnamed barren mountain outside Fengtian City, the monk with the golden building above his head was meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard the sound of the Buddha's name, he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the In front of him, there was an old monk with a sad expression on his face.

"I interrupted Master's practice, but now there will be something that will affect the prosperity of my Buddhism, so the poor monk has the audacity to come to disturb, and please Master Haihan!"

"I don't know what the senior said?"

Ying Hai held the copper staff and stood up slowly. Although he didn't deliberately hide, but with the blessing of the seven treasures and the golden building, if it wasn't for the Buddhist monks, he would never be able to find where he is now. The old monk in front of him is probably going to prove the status of Venerable Arhat up.

"May I ask why the mage crossed the sea?"

The old monk did not rush to ask the young monk in front of him for help, but first asked the other party's intention to cross such a long sea to come to their South China Continent, and also carry so many Buddhist treasures, is it true? Want to establish the foundation of Tianlong Temple here?

"It's nothing important, just to travel in the world of mortals and strive to sharpen the mind of Zen!"

Ying Hai replied calmly, but these words made the old monk in front of him frown slightly, but he didn't believe it. Crossing the sea is not something that can be done just by talking.

Crossing tens of thousands of miles of sea territory, it is possible to encounter anything. Needless to say, there are dragon species in the sea, and there are even remnants of ancient times. Even today, he will not choose to cross the sea casually. Flying boats can be used, but flying boats are not foolproof.

"Just like that?"

The old monk obviously didn't believe it, and took such a big risk just to sharpen his Zen mind?

how?In the vastness of Xilan Continent, there is no place for you, a little monk, to sharpen your Zen mind. If you have to cross the sea and run such a long distance, if you have no plan, why take this risk?

"Monks don't lie!"

Tianlong monk looked calmly at the old monk in front of him. The fellow in front of him didn't believe that he came to this land continent just to sharpen his Zen mind, but felt that he had something to plot.

For this kind of people, Ying Hai has already gotten used to and adapted to it, and will not be angry because of it. Frogs sitting in a well don't know the vastness of the world. There are many arrogances in this world who travel across the sea, even if they die halfway. Danger.

"Ha ha!"

The old monk smiled. It is true that monks do not tell lies, but they can choose to tell only part of the truth. Maybe the other party does have the intention of sharpening their Zen mind, but they can also have other intentions.

Buddhist precepts are indeed mandatory for monks who want to achieve something, but the effect of telling only part of the truth is even better than lying at certain times.

"The poor monk came here to ask the mage to come out of the mountain and bring back a Buddha for my Buddhist sect!"

The old monk didn't care what the intentions of this monk from Xilan Luzhou was, even if he wanted to establish a foundation here, he only realized now that the influence of Buddhism on this land continent is still too weak. Otherwise, why would the group of bull noses be so suppressed.

"Is there a Buddha reincarnated here?"

Hearing what the old monk said, even Ying Hai couldn't help but become serious, and asked in a serious tone.

"No, but there is a person with the root of wisdom. If he is introduced into Buddhism, he will surely attain the Buddhahood!"

Seeing Ying Hai's expression, the old monk couldn't help but nodded slightly, very satisfied with his reaction.

"You have seen this person before. His surname is Feng, his name is Qing'an, and his brother is the reincarnation of a fairy!"

"Feng Qingan?"

Ying Hai frowned, he had no impression of the name, but he quickly passed a person's face, and the words of the old monk also confirmed the guess in his heart.

"It's the young man in white who sat in the middle seat when you were arguing with the City God in Fengtian Yin Division!"

"It's him!"

Recalling that familiar face, Ying Hai's brows loosened slowly. It doesn't seem so strange to say that he has the root of wisdom and can prove the Buddhahood after practicing Buddhism.

"It seems that the mage still has some impressions, and the poor monk doesn't need to go to the trouble!"

"What does senior want me to do?"

"This young man is surrounded by many Taoist real people, and our Buddhism is weak here, so the poor monk wants to ask the mage to go there and give him my Buddhist scriptures!"

The old monk was also unceremonious and asked directly, which didn't sound too difficult, but just sent some scriptures over.

But in the current situation, the behavior of these monks is tantamount to provoking those Daoist masters. Those Daoist masters are not polite in such matters. Reincarnation, start all over again.

Even the old monk himself is not very sure that he can deliver the scriptures to that Mr. Feng, let alone get out of the body. He suspects that if he goes there himself, there may not even be ashes left.

It's not that he feels pity for this body, but he just ruined his life's practice just to present the scriptures, which is too bad, if he can invite the other party into the Buddhist gate, he doesn't mind starting all over again.

The reason why they came to invite this foreign mage was mainly because of the golden banner of the seven treasures on the top of the other party's head. The divine power of this Buddha treasure is well known in their Buddhist virtues.

Even the Yin Judicial Domain couldn't keep him, so if he came forward and sent the scriptures to the Second Young Master Feng, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone having to pay the price for it.

"Send Buddhist scriptures?"

Knowing the intention and request of the other party, Ying Hai fell into deep thought. This request does not sound excessive, even reasonable, but why did he make a move because of this?Just because the other party said that this young man has the roots of wisdom?
"That's right. If the mage is unwilling, I wonder if I can lend this golden building to the poor monk. If the scriptures are sent to me, the poor monk will definitely return them!"

The old monk's face was calm, and he seemed to take a step back, but the request made Ying Hai, who was originally showing a thoughtful expression, his face turned cold instantly. He looked up at the old monk, and then snorted softly,
"Such a trivial matter, the poor monk has to go through it once, so what's the difficulty? Where is the scripture?"

When Tianlong monk said this, he didn't simply agree to the request of the local monastery. More importantly, he also wanted to have a chat with the person whose face reminded him of some bad experiences.

"The truth is here!"

Seeing that the monk was so eloquent, the old monk's old face, which was originally full of sorrow, suddenly showed kindness, and with a wave of his hand, piles of Buddhist scriptures that had been sorted out appeared.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing the Buddhist scriptures lined up in front of him neatly and stretching out for a mile, Ying Hai couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and couldn't help asking,

"How many scriptures are there?"

"One thousand 350 five volumes, this is not produced by a Buddhist temple, but jointly raised by Buddhist temples such as us!"

The old monk explained that they didn't dare to learn Taoism, and they only had one chance to give it away from each family, so they naturally had to seize it. They listed all the Buddhist scriptures that each family wanted to give away, and some even sent up the scriptures for practice.

Buddhism and Taoism are slightly different. Taoism will set up various protective measures for the practice that it has summarized and summarized, and even deliberately disrupt the content.

But Buddhists sometimes deliberately send out their own practice methods through various means. As long as they dare to practice, it is tantamount to putting shackles on themselves.

Therefore, don't be surprised to see monsters using Buddhist supernatural powers sometimes.

"Amitabha!"

Ying Hai didn't say any more, he took out the purple gold bowl, and with a wave of his hand, he took away all the scriptures that were enough to build a Buddhist monastery.

"The poor monk will deliver the scriptures!"

"Thank you, Zen Master!"

"The poor monk is one step ahead!"

Monk Tianlong also didn't want to talk to the old monk, he could tell that the old monk didn't just want to ask him for help, maybe he wanted to borrow his Seven Treasures Golden Tower from him.

But how could he give such a treasure to others?Even if he is also a Buddhist, he will not believe that he has never seen what kind of monsters and ghosts on Xilan Continent?He has seen many people pretending to be virtuous and eminent monks.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
There was a steady and forceful knock on the door, and surprised gazes came from all directions. Tianlong monk Yinghai ignored those gazes, but still stretched out his hand and knocked the door knocker rhythmically.

crunch~
There was a dull turning sound of the door hinge, and a yawning head with a simple and thick face protruded from the crack of the door,

"This Daoist..."

It's just that the man's eyes opened a little wider, and after seeing clearly the face and attire of the person standing outside the door, the originally peaceful face instantly became distorted.

"Grandmaster?!"

"Amitabha!"

When Ying Hai saw the somewhat familiar man in front of him, he couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name. He took away his wife that day, but before he had time to deal with it, he didn't expect to bump into this man again when he came to the door. In the dark, it really has its own cause and effect.

"The master came to the door today, what advice do you have?"

After all, the man is not the honest and honest person who only begged for help in the past. These days, he has been in this house, which can be regarded as an eye-opener. So, he puffed up his chest and asked loudly.

(End of this chapter)