The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 228 Broken Golden Body With One Palm
"Second Master Feng wants to study in the academy? You won't take the imperial examination?"

When a member of Longyin Academy came out to welcome Feng Qing'an and heard Feng Qing'an's request to live in the academy for a while, he naturally interpreted Feng Qing'an's request as wanting to study in the academy.

After all, the academy is not a place like a restaurant or a hotel, where all kinds of messy people live. There are only two kinds of people living here, one is the teachers who teach, and the other is the students who study.

If you want to stay here, with Feng Qing'an's current qualifications, of course he is not suitable to be a teacher, but his brother is fine. If he wants to enter the academy, it is of course to study.

"Naturally, I just don't want to take the imperial examination anymore. After a few exams, I feel very boring. I want to seek peace in Guibao!"

Feng Qing'an didn't explain, the name of studying is not bad, it doesn't matter, he doesn't mind listening to a few classes, the gentleman who can teach here, even if he is not a great Confucian, is not much worse.

Confucianism's subtle words and great righteousness, some practitioners, even at the risk of being suppressed by the righteousness, don't mind listening to a few sections and discussing a few words.

"It doesn't matter if you don't take the imperial examination, but at your young master's age, you should devote yourself to studying!"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's choice, Yuanzheng, who had just come to greet him, nodded slightly, with an expression of appreciation on his face. Obviously, he didn't think that Feng Qing'an took part in the imperial examination at a younger age than his brother, and it was a matter of making a name for himself. Good thing, it is enough to have his elder brother, a six-yuan and No. [-] scholar.

"I think so too, so, about my admission to the academy?"

"Can!"

Naturally, the academy would not object to this kind of thing, and even wished for it. Although the second young master in front of him relied on his elder brother's name, he had already shown his talent.

In this way, Feng Qing'an should live in the academy logically, but, among the warriors who came with him, only one can be left, and the rest can go back wherever they came from.

This is Longyin Academy, not a martial arts arena. There will be no danger here. Whether it is bandits, bandits or ghosts, nothing can be unrestrained here. In a sense, this place is safer than Fengtian City under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division.

Because of Feng Qing'an's special status, although Longyin Academy is still quite reserved, saying that it will not give him any privileges, it is quite generous in the choice of his residence, saying that whether it is a private courtyard or a house shared with others , as long as it is vacant, he can choose at will.

Naturally, Feng Qing'an would not choose a house shared with others, but a small courtyard with a single family. These courtyards were specially built by Longyin Academy for dignitaries and nobles to study.

To put it simply, these small courtyards are used by the academies to collect money and generate income. After all, even a great Confucian who is full of arrogance needs to eat, and the maintenance of such a large-scale academy requires a lot of money.

Naturally, Feng Qing'an would not be stingy with this small amount of money, and he paid the full amount of money rather happily, and settled on the small courtyard selected after discussing with Donghuang. This is the courtyard closest to the gap in the seal of the nether world.

"Let's go back!"

Although the academy said that he could leave a servant to take care of his daily needs, Feng Qing'an still sent away Housekeeper Zhao who wanted to follow him.

This old warrior could see too many things, he didn't want the old warrior to see something he shouldn't see when Donghuang came.

"Dong Huang, when can you come over?"

According to the instructions, Feng Qing'an found a place in the academy where the gates of the two realms were sealed off, but here, there stood a giant tortoise carrying a stone tablet, Ba Xia!
"Within ten days!"

I don't know how many times I faced Feng Qing'an's urging, but Dong Huang remained calm as always. She could feel the young man's desire to meet again, but she was not like that.

"Ten days, it's a bit difficult!"

Feng Qing'an reached out and touched the head of Baxia in front of him. It can be seen that the craftsman who carved this stone statue put a lot of effort into it. A unique vibe.

"You concentrate on practicing for a few days, and this little time will pass in a flash!"

Dong Huang also felt a little helpless. She asked herself to control all the power that had increased dramatically after surviving the catastrophe before it came to the world.

This is the best state she can achieve in a short period of time. Although there is no strong enemy in the world, Feng Qing'an has never provoked any existence.

But the number of Daoist Daomen and Buddhist eminent monks surrounded by the other party is too many. It is hard to say whether she will encounter anything after her arrival, so she has to appear in the best state in front of Feng Qing'an side to deal with possible contingencies.

Someone who can demand herself so harshly like her has never met a second person in the nether world, and the speed of controlling power at this level, according to the requirements of monks in her era, is already astonishing. It is a pity that Feng Qingan don't know.

"it is good!"

Just before Feng Qing'an communicated with Donghuang through the soul deed, just outside Longyin Academy, a monk wearing a blue cassock and holding a copper staff appeared silently. Hao Ran was upright, his brows were slightly furrowed, and then slowly relaxed.

As a Buddhist cultivator, he doesn't like Confucian grandeur and righteousness, because he is also within the scope of suppression of grandeur and righteousness. Just by getting close, he can feel his own mana, and he will be silent.

However, compared to the grandeur of righteousness, the suppression of these practitioners is more effective in suppressing and restraining demons and ghosts who want to hurt people's lives and take away people's blood.

The Second Young Master Feng left his academy and moved into the academy, so there is no need to worry, he will continue to make peace with the ghosts in the nether world.

He just needs to be by his side when the young master comes out of the academy to ensure his safety is enough.

"Zen Master, what are you looking at? Do you want to go in and have a look?"

When Yinghai was looking at Longyin Academy, a Taoist in purple robe also appeared with a whisk in his hand. He looked at Yinghai with a kind face, but his eyes were full of indifference and coldness.

No matter how broad-minded Taoists are, they can't tolerate the behavior of Buddhism digging their own roots. What's more, what the Buddhist bald donkey is trying to dig this time is a reincarnated fairy. Even if they have no hope of success, they just show that Such intentions are heinous.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no such intention!"

He could feel the other party's hostility towards him, but Tianlong monk Yinghai didn't care about it. Even if there were Taoists and immortals here, he was confident that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

"Tianlong Temple, should it be regarded as one of the best temples in Xilan Luzhou?"

Although Ying Hai showed a calm and peaceful face, but the other party has been following Feng Qing'an for a while, with a lingering appearance, which was noticed by many Taoist masters.

Even though the foreign monk's own strength is not bad, and he has many Buddhist treasures in his hands, which makes people feel jealous, but the other party's actions have already made many real people sharpen their swords, and they couldn't help but want to attack him.

If it's a small matter, peace is the most important thing, and it's okay to let it go, but what the other party wants to dig is related to the fairy king, but any practitioner who considers himself a Taoist can't tolerate such behavior.

"The real person is absurd, and the Tianlong Temple that the poor monk came out of is nothing more than suppressing the north of Luzhou!"

Tianlong Monk's tone was calm, he was just expounding a fact, but to the ears of this Daoist Daoist who appeared, these words were a show and shock.

"Since the Buddhist temple where Zen master was born is so prominent, why is he hiding his head and showing his tail, secretly watching, and acting like this, isn't Zen master afraid of losing the prestige of the Buddhist temple behind him?"

The real person who appeared was cynical and sarcastic.

"The poor monk is protecting the way for the second son of the Feng family, and everything he does is open and honest, and he has a clear conscience!"

Ying Hai's expression remained the same.

"Defend the way for that Mr. Feng? Heh, don't say that there is no trace of evil spirit here, even if there are monsters peeping. Is it your turn to protect the way?"

The Taoist sneered.

"This young master is full of Yin Qi, and you can't see it with your magic eyes. Naturally, the poor monk can only perform the duty of protecting the Dao!"

Ying Hai knew that Feng Qing'an had a treasure that could conceal the secrets and confuse divination. He had already tested it out with the golden pillar of the seven treasures, so he expressed his understanding that these Taoist masters did not know the inside story.

But his tone and demeanor, in the ears of Daoist masters, is undoubtedly a naked sarcasm.

"Gibberish, I don't know what it means!"

The daoist master who had seen Feng Qing'an immediately scolded,

"Just to find a reason for your own ghostly behavior, you also make up something decent, full of yin? How many real people have I seen this young man, but you are the only one who can see it, why? Your eyes are more powerful than others. I wait for everything?"

"Since the real person knows, why should he say it?"

"presumptuous!"

"The poor monk doesn't want to fight the real person. When the ghost appears, the poor monk catches it, and the real person will know it at a glance!"

Ying Hai has no interest in fighting with the human race. He only has thoughts about monsters, so even if the opponent is aggressive, he chooses to avoid it. The sky is full of clouds, venting the anger in my heart.

But after all, he is a practitioner. When the emotions caused by different views were vented, this old man fell into thinking. This monk has so many treasures, he can see things that they can't see, No wonder.

"However, with such a prominent identity, how can he make peace with ghosts and demons? It's ridiculous. This bald donkey must be disturbing the mind of the poor, so he can't be fooled by him!"

Feng Qing'an didn't know the turmoil outside the academy. Although the sky was swept away suddenly, it was soon replaced by a spell cast by an angry old man.

Ten days is not a long time. According to what Dong Huang said, as long as you concentrate on practicing, the seemingly long wait will become extremely short, as if it passed in the blink of an eye.

On the first day of October, at midnight

In Longyin Academy, in front of the Baxia stone statue, Feng Qing'an arrived as promised. At this moment, all the stars and moons have been shrouded in darkness, and the only light is the stars and moon above the head.

Looking around, most of the academy including several hills is in darkness at the moment, only a few thatched huts, and there are still faint lights on, which are the students who study at night.

"Third watch lights and five watch chickens, it's when the man is studying..."

Seeing such a student who was still studying hard late at night, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if he hadn't fallen asleep at this time, how could he work so hard.

"anything else?"

A faint voice sounded in his ears, Feng Qing An Meng turned his head, and saw a familiar figure standing beside him, with the night wind blowing, the faint fragrance of Ruokonggu Youlan lingered at the tip of his nose .

"...Black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the Nether King in front of him, and read the remaining two sentences.

"A good exhortation poem. With this poem alone, you can leave your name on the books of Confucian students."

"I didn't write this, I just wrote it down, and I happened to read it out with emotion at this moment!"

Feng Qingan hurriedly explained that he didn't have such a thick skin, and he claimed that other people's poems were written by himself.

However, he quickly realized that it was not about poetry, but that the Lord Youhuang appeared in front of him so easily, and almost did not cause any movement. If it wasn't for the soul bond between them, He didn't even notice,

"No, you came here so simply?"

"Why, it's a little different from what you expected?"

The corners of Dong Huang's lips curled up slightly. Seeing Feng Qing'an's astonished eyes, she just found it interesting, and it was worthwhile for her to spend so much time preparing for these days to perfectly bypass the ban on this place and come to the world.

"I thought you would make a big noise. No matter how bad it is, it will cause some visions, or at least it will break this lord into pieces."

The wind is clear and safe.

"Do you think I am such a rough person? If I am not fully prepared, I will not come to the world."

"That's true!"

Feng Qing'an took a step forward, stretched out his hand naturally, and put his arm around Dong Huang's waist.

With Donghuang's stature, her waist and Yingying's grasp naturally have nothing to do with it. She is like a human-shaped phoenix, with her gestures and feet, she interprets the perfect combination of strength and beauty.

Dong Huang looked at Feng Qing'an's small movements, raised his slender eyebrows lightly, and didn't say anything, but in the next moment, the phoenix's eyes were full of ice-cold eyes for the slightly gentle Lord of the Ghost Kingdom. Turning around suddenly, staring at a dark place not far away, without pausing for a moment, raised his hand and slapped it out.

"Evil, don't be presumptuous!"

Just when Dong Huang swung a palm, in the darkness that Dong Huang was staring at, a golden silhouette manifested, and the majestic Heavenly Dragon Dharma Aspect lay behind him and roared.

Facing Dong Huang's calm and breezy palm, the monk who manifested the demon-subduing golden body and the appearance of a heavenly dragon swung his palm with great confidence, but when Dong Huang's palm approached, Ying Hai sensed something was wrong, and his expression turned pale. There was a sudden change, but there was no time for him to react.

　I slept again this afternoon, I can really sleep these days

　　
　
(End of this chapter)