The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 230 Living in the Netherworld
"Repeated harvesting? So that's your idea!"

Feng Qing'an finally understood what Tianlong monk Yinghai was in Donghuang's eyes.

The strength of this monk is not worth mentioning in Donghuang's eyes, but the treasures held by the other party can be seen by him, so the so-called great luck can be harvested repeatedly through treasure hunting?
"This monk will come to seek revenge on me soon with a treasure that is not weaker than the golden pillar!"

Dong Huang seems to be proficient in divination and fortune-telling. Most of the time, his face is extremely indifferent. At this moment, with a smile on his face, he looks at Feng Qing'an,

"Do you believe it or not?"

"Have you ever met someone like that?"

Seeing Dong Huang's expression, Feng Qing'an didn't understand why, if he hadn't encountered similar things, how could he have figured out how to deal with Tianlong monk Yinghai in such a short period of time, and even expected the next harvest .

"good."

Dong Huang affirmed Feng Qing'an's thoughts, and what he said afterwards was basically in line with Feng Qing'an's guess.
"It seems that such a person with great luck is born with a vision from the sky. No matter what he does, he almost achieves what he wants. Once people of the same generation meet, they will often be reduced to their stepping stones, and it is difficult to make a difference! "

"But Yinghai is not a disciple of Buddha."

Feng Qing'an reminded that if this description was used, Ying Hai should be a Buddhist disciple of Tianlong Temple, not the nameless monk he claimed to be.
"He lost in the battle with his senior brother to compete for Buddha's son, which he himself admitted."

"This just shows that he has great luck, and this golden building is a proof, but the current Tianlong Temple Buddhist disciples should have more prosperous luck."

Dong Huang thought for a while, then responded to Feng Qing'an's confusion.

"Is that so, according to what you mean, isn't it true that a Buddhist disciple of Buddhism or a Taoist disciple of Taoism can only be held by those with great luck?"

Feng Qingan frowned slightly.

"Fate is determined by the sky, fate can be determined by oneself!"

Dong Huang looked meaningfully at the young man in front of him who seemed to be in confusion,
"In this world, since ancient times, no one's luck has been constant, and luck can be seized and transferred. Even the lone star of Tiansha can also add purple energy to his body!"

The Emperor Youhuang advocated opening his palms and spreading them out in front of the young man. The golden pillars with necklaces and pearls hanging from all sides were shining brightly.

"This golden pillar represents part of the luck of the monk just now. I took it away, which means that he lost a part. If you get it, you will gain a part of luck."

"I understand!"

Hearing Dong Huang's words, Feng Qing'an was completely awakened,
"Those Buddhist disciples and Daozi didn't sit in this position because they have great luck, but after sitting in this position, they have great luck!"

"If this matter is related to the position of the lifeline inheritance, and it is determined according to the amount of luck, then everyone should practice the Qi Wang technique. What kind of Taoism is there, and what is the truth?"

Dong Huang smiled lightly.

"Then Tianlong Monk is born with great luck?"

"Half to half, this monk is born with good luck, but the luck he has now is not all born, he has also cultivated himself, unfortunately, it has already been taken away once!"

The Lord Youhuang sighed lightly, as if he had some regrets.

"Oh!"

Feng Qing'an nodded slightly, she understood.

Ying Hai should be born with a good starting point, and he worked hard the day after tomorrow, but his supernatural powers were no match for Tian Shu, and his senior brother still tortured him completely, and now he fell down for the second time at the hands of Dong Huang.

"By the way, Dong Huang, have you practiced the qi technique?"

"I know a little bit."

"That……"

"The way of luck, from my point of view, you don't need to worry about it, you can practice it with peace of mind. If you have the power to calm the world, all the luck in the world will belong to you. This is not cultivating hope." what technology can do.”

"Thank you for your guidance, my lord, I will teach you!"

Feng Qing'an made a bow to Donghuang in a decent manner, but it made the Lord Youhuang laugh out loud.

"If you are sincerely educated, you should reward me well. It seems that there is no need for such vain courtesy!"

During the speech, all the yin and qi of the Buddha's light dissipated, and Donghuang, who had already controlled the Seven Treasures Golden Building, pulled away the legal domain. Even after years of erosion, there was still a tyrannical dragon tortoise with a unique spirit in front of him.

"I am determined not to disappoint the king."

Feng Qing'an put all distracting thoughts behind him and took a few steps forward, but when he hugged Dong Huang, he suddenly remembered something, and looked around in the darkness,
"By the way, no one is peeping around here, right?"

Feng Qing'an felt that his thoughts were relatively conservative, and he couldn't accept being surrounded by people for a while, and he probably couldn't accept it for a long time to come.

"You are lonely, what are you still worried about?"

Dong Huang chuckled, lowered his head and leaned over. The king slightly squinted his eyes at the taste he hadn't experienced for a long time, and unconsciously showed satisfaction on the exquisite facial features carved from flawless jade.

"Ok?"

Feng Qing'an, who was in contact with Dong Huang after crossing the catastrophe for the first time, immediately sensed something was wrong, and slightly widened his eyes, but at this moment, there was no room for him to speak.

When the moon was over and the stars were hidden behind the clouds and mists, when the still unsatisfied Lord Youhuang let go of the young man, he had already tasted a different Feng Qingan and asked,
"Your physique?"

"Taste the change?"

Feeling that the untraceable origin in his body was further filled to perfection, Dong Huang showed a charming look on his usually indifferent face, which made Feng Qing'an stunned for a moment.

"If I can't even notice this, then how dull am I?"

Feng Qingan smiled helplessly.

Although the Donghuang in front of him seems to have no change from the past, but his strength and realm are on a higher level, but in fact, after contacting him, Feng Qing'an is sure that this Emperor Youhuang has a root cause compared to before. metamorphosis.

The original Donghuang was a veritable innate yin spirit. His body was not to mention icy cold, but he didn't have any characteristics that should be possessed by a living being in the yang world. If he hadn't contracted the blazing sun tree, it would be impossible for Feng Qing'an to have any intimate relationship with her. move.

This is also why Donghuang found the Chiyanghua for him at the beginning. Yin and Yang are separated. It’s really not just talking. Lost vitality.

But now, although it is still judged as an innate Yin spirit in the appraisal, after Feng Qing'an came into contact with it, it can be basically confirmed that she is getting rid of her innate shackles.

Dong Huang's body no longer had the original cold feeling, but a little more warmth. Although it was not as good as the creatures in the world, the transformation from yin to yang had already appeared.

If Dong Huang continues on the current path, maybe she will transform from an innate yin spirit to an innate yang spirit.Once the transformation from extreme yin to extreme yang is completed, Donghuang might be able to use it to ascend to a realm that was unimaginable in her previous life, and she will be like a fairy.

Feng Qing'an, who has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, is no longer the young man who was ignorant of spiritual practice.

He also knows what pure yang means in Taoism. As an innate yin spirit, if he can reach the realm of pure yang, then everything will be changed.

However, this road is destined to be difficult, as evidenced by the Netherworld Tribulation, which is far more terrifying than the human world.

"makes sense."

Dong Huang nodded slightly, agreeing with Feng Qing'an's statement, and then she bent down and leaned close to Feng Qing'an's ear, breathing warmly, hitting Feng Qing'an's auricle,

"However, after I survived the catastrophe, the changes are more than that. Do you want to learn more about it?"

"Stick what you want!"

Naturally, without any hesitation, the young man stretched out his hands, ready to hug the lord in front of him by the waist, but before he hugged him, he felt dizzy, and his whole body was already lying on Dong Huang's chest.

"What are you doing?"

"Just as you wish!"

"Put me down!"

goooo~
goooo~
When the early morning sun fell into the room through the window, the young man woke up to the sound of three flamboyants with bright red feathers that were burning like flames, but when he saw the flying flag thrown on his chest, it looked like a flag. In the small golden building of the canopy, there is a bit of embarrassment on the face with a bit of unsatisfactory expression,

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qing'an grabbed the golden building, which had already restrained its precious golden light, and looked at the Lord Youhuang, who was facing the rising sun and stretched his posture. After getting up from his bed early in the morning, he turned back the treasure Throwing it into his hands, what did you take him for?

Although he knew that the other party had no such intentions, he was very concerned about the delicate feeling of familiarity.

"Give it to you. I wiped away all the traces on this golden pillar last night. Even you can refine it and use it. This is a rare treasure to protect your life!"

Seeing that Feng Qing'an seemed to have a bit of disgust, Dong Huang began to talk about it.

If she didn't think this treasure was good, why would she go to such lengths to get it?
"This golden building is owned by the Tianlong monk. If you entrust it to me, you won't be afraid of causing trouble?"

When Fengqing Anlue understood the efficacy of this Buddhist treasure, he was a little moved, but he also remembered clearly that this is not a weed on the side of the road, anyone can use it.

This was forcibly snatched by Dong Huang, and he used it swaggeringly, without even thinking about it, it would definitely cause trouble. This treasure is now well-known in the Jin Dynasty.

"If you cause trouble, just call me. This golden building is much stronger than the dragon armor I gave you!"

Dong Huang said in a flat tone.

Although the brilliance she had in her previous life has faded away, but now she is not someone who can be bullied by anyone. She can still control a mere Buddhist temple.

Yin~
Hearing Dong Huang's words, a small golden dragon's head poked out the window and let out a grievous cry.Feng Qing'an looked up and waved at him.

"Minglong, come!"

When he boarded the bed with Dong Huang last night, he didn't forget to throw out all the guys who got in the way.Naturally, it also included the Minglong wrapped around him.

Yin~
Seeing Feng Qing'an's call, the aggrieved little golden dragon, who had been guarding outside the yard for most of the night, suddenly spit out a few wisps of cloud, shook his head and rushed towards Feng Qing'an, but before it rushed into Feng Qing'an's arms, he Caught by the slender and powerful palm with five fingers.

"I didn't expect that a piece of dragon armor that was just given to you at random at the beginning was actually cultivated by you to look like this!"

After holding the little golden-scaled dragon in his hand and playing with it for a while, Dong Huang let go of his hand, and there was no lack of admiration in his words.

She really did not expect that the armor that was specially refined for Feng Qing'an back then turned into an appearance that is indistinguishable from a living being. Even compared with the real dragon species, it is only less fleshy and vigorous. It's just blood, but that's nothing.

"It's just a coincidence, this little guy is also working hard."

Feng Qing'an is naturally very satisfied with Ming Long. Let me ask you, who in this world can refuse a pair of armor that can practice on its own initiative and hone its skills?
"Is it?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Dong Huang stretched out his palm again.He picked up Minglong who had just thrown himself into his arms, and looked at it carefully for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Regarding the abnormality of this pair of dragon armor, she also heard a few words from Feng Qing'an, and she was not surprised that the armor that was originally just a physical object was endowed with spirituality by Feng Qing'an and turned into an appearance that was no different from a living thing, but rather It's better to say that this is normal, but it's unbelievable to be so diligent and studious.

"I may know why this little guy is so abnormal."

"Huh? What's the reason?"

"It has the inheritance of the dragon clan, but its inheritance is basically incomplete and useless. Perhaps it is because of this reason that it instinctively thirsts for knowledge and wants to complete those inheritances."

"Is that so?"

Hearing Donghuang's explanation, Feng Qing'an nodded unconsciously. In this case, it can also explain why Tongminglong is so incomplete. At the moment of birth, this little guy realized that he was incomplete .

"If you just ask for these things, that would be a good solution. The most important things I don't need now are Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures."

"Well, you can show it, but you'd better let it read Daozang first, and then let it touch Buddhist scriptures."

"I know."

Feng Qing'an knew that nine out of ten Buddhist scriptures had pitfalls. If normal monks were unprepared and contacted rashly, they would convert to Buddhism after learning.

"You take some first and let me see."

"it is good."

Feng Qing'an readily agreed, and took out a stack of scriptures with a wave of his hand, which he always carried with him.

"What do you think about apprenticeship now?"

Dong Huang took a volume of scriptures and asked casually.

"What ideas do you have? The real people who want to take me as disciples are not as good as you. After you read these scriptures, can I just learn from you? You don't have to obey the rules and regulations, so you can be at ease."

Feng Qing'an's idea is very good, if there is a guide, there is no need to enter the mountain gate again, the world is so big, where can I go?
"I can't stay in the world for a long time, and teach you how to practice."

Dong Huang shook his head, no matter how special her heels are, it is quite good to be able to travel between the human world, but she cannot stay in the human world for a long time.

"You can't live in the world for a long time, but I can live in the nether world forever!"

Feng Qing'an blurted out without thinking.

　This monk is not dead, I don’t know if anyone will be dissatisfied, anyway, he has now been reduced to a leek, beaten, and then harvested. At the same time, he also has the role of linking the plot, which is like this in my outline arrangement , he can't die now, if he wants to die, he has to lead out his buddhist brother and then die.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)