The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 250

"Nan Ge, it's not that I don't take you with me, but it's really inconvenient this time. I will stay in Nether for a long time after I return from the human world, so I plan to see my elder brother this time."

The boy comforted the delicate and clingy girl in his arms. After knowing his plan, the girl insisted on following him. With her current strength, she was no longer afraid of the light of the world.

In fact, Nan Ge, who was forced to be promoted because of Feng Qing'an's transformation, had the intention of looking for him at the beginning, but Feng Qing'an had planned for a long time, so he stopped her move, only saying that he would come soon look for her.

Now that Feng Qing'an has fulfilled his promise, but he still needs to part for a short period of time. He is going to the world for a while, and Nan Ge will follow him to meet his parents.

With a young girl's face, figure and detached ethereal aura, if Feng Qing'an pointed at her and told his parents that Nan Ge was a fairy who descended from the sky, his parents would most likely believe her.

After all, the girl's impersonal temperament should not be too obvious. Ordinary people, no matter what, can't be like her, with exquisite and flawless appearance.

However, taking Nan Ge to meet his parents is fine, the key is that Feng Qing'an intends to meet his elder brother, no matter what, Feng Qing'an would never dare to bring him there.

After all, Nan Ge's heels are so special. If his elder brother doesn't like Nan Ge, he probably doesn't need to do anything. With just a look, Nan Ge will be erased from the world. Although this kind of thing happened The probability is very small, but Feng Qing'an doesn't want to gamble.

Therefore, before he returns from the human world, Nan Ge still stays here, so don't follow him wandering in the human world. After all, it is a bit risky.

Therefore, after Feng Qing'an's idea was settled, no matter how the yin spirit girl acted like a baby, Feng Qing'an never agreed. Instead, when the time came, he left the angry girl behind, took Montenegro, and returned to the familiar place. at the entrance of the village.

To be on the safe side, Feng Qing'an didn't even bring Little Fenghuang Youyou here, but let her stay with Nan Ge, how much danger can there be in the world, the possibility of him encountering monsters and ghosts is not as good as meeting someone running around Taoist real people and Buddhist eminent monks.

"Young Xiaoli's boss... Bah, it doesn't fit the scene at all."

Feng Qing'an, who had been away from home for less than a year, couldn't read anymore. It was midnight at this moment, and the village stretching for ten miles was plunged into silent darkness. Only occasionally there would be a few dogs barking in the night, but it was very Hurry down.

"Ugh!"

Although it wasn't long before he left, Feng Qing'an, who came back from the nether world, felt an inexplicable feeling of emotion when he returned to his small courtyard. It was only less than a year after he left the house that something happened to him. Lots of earth-shaking changes.

As before, the days of sitting in this remote courtyard where no one is disturbed, and practicing with peace of mind, are gone forever, and there will be no more young girls stepping on the moonlight at night And to.

"Not at home!"

Unsurprisingly, when he came back by night, it was considered a luxurious courtyard in this village, without the slightest popularity, not even the slightest smell of living things. During his absence, the chicken coop and duck pen It's all empty.

"Ugh!"

Returning to his bedroom which had already been covered with a thin layer of dust, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sighed again, stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, then a soft breeze came from the window, blowing away the floating dust inside and outside the house. Clean up.

After cleaning the inside and outside of the yard, the young man walked into the yard with the silent black wolf who had been following him all the time. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly fell to the corner of the yard and saw a Lush osmanthus tree.

It's the middle of winter, and the chill between the sky and the earth is in full swing, but this sweet-scented osmanthus tree is completely unaffected by the chilling air of the sky and the earth. It is full of greenery, and each leaf is crystal clear like emerald. Under the bath of the winter moonlight, Blooming Yingying blue light.

"If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if its behavior is higher than that of people, the crowd will destroy it."

Feng Qingan took a step, walked up to this sweet-scented osmanthus tree, stretched out his palm, and gently stroked the crisp and tender leaves, as if speaking in the words of an oath, and seemed to be saying something to the luxuriant sweet-scented osmanthus tree in front of him. ,

"Born in a farming family, it's better to be ordinary. The more inconspicuous, the safer. It's unusual, but if you don't have the power to protect yourself, you will attract disaster."

The moment the young man's voice fell, the blue light shining on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree suddenly dimmed. Compared with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which is full of aura, it has become much more ordinary and no longer abrupt.

"Yes, Ruzi can be taught."

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but nodded slightly, with a satisfied expression on his face, it's easy to say if you listen to the persuasion, if you don't listen to the persuasion, then of course let it go,

"Meeting is fate. When I go home today, I can meet familiar things. I will give you a chance so that I can cherish myself."

When the words fell, Feng Qing'an used the spirit-inducing technique that he hadn't used alone for a long time, and he was even in it, leaving behind a ray of crimson soul power that he had cultivated.

And under Feng Qing'an's casual watering and nourishment, the ordinary and ordinary osmanthus tree, which had been restrained a little earlier, suddenly burst into a bright and brilliant blue aura.

The dazzling aura is so conspicuous in the dark night, even if it is more than ten miles away, it can be seen clearly in the night. There are ghosts and gods who heard the wind, but they were quickly stopped and no trouble occurred.

crunch~
The gate of Feng's house, which had not been pushed open for a long time, was slowly closed again at this moment. The young man stood outside his house, looking at the still silent village under the night, and sighed again, remembering the experience he had in it when he was a child.

He was particularly sentimental tonight, because Feng Qing'an had a premonition that after he left, it would take many years before he could come back here again, and by then things would really change.

"Old Master Zhang... Er Fatty..."

After cleaning the courtyard, Feng Qing'an did not rush to leave Zhuangzi, but first went to the home of the gentleman who taught him to read and write, and then went to the home of Fa Xiao, who was able to adopt Black Mountain.

He can't do things like Guangzong Yaozu, and as for the one who has little expectations, Feng Qing'an can't do anything to find him a job that can make a living.

What he can do is to quietly adjust their bodies while they are still asleep, and erase the scars and hidden diseases accumulated in their bodies over the years.

After everything was done, Feng Qing'an walked into the mountains under the morning glow. Since he returned home, he had to see the mountain god, but seeing the mountain god was only incidental.

The main purpose of Feng Qing'an's entry into the mountain is to collect all the monster wolves he has spent a lot of effort and cultivate into the fifth floor of the cave.

It's not that there are dragon veins everywhere, and the thousands of miles of mountains full of inspiration can't support a pack of demon wolves. Even if they just eat and drink normally, the pack of demon wolves can wipe out the creatures in the mountains in a very short period of time.

Therefore, it is the best way to take all the monster wolves in the mountain back to the cave. In the cave opened by the powerful monster clan, there is the most suitable environment for the growth of monsters, even if it is now dilapidated.

"You must take good care of my daughter..."

After three poles that day, Feng Qing'an bid farewell to the mountain god, and when he found Heishan, he saw this guy with an honest and honest appearance, being pulled together by the white wolf master who was no longer as big as him, babbling on and on.

"White Wolf Lord, you have been repeating these few words for a long time, don't worry! Your daughter will follow me and nothing will happen. She is much stronger than you now."

After some yin and yang assurances, Feng Qing'an took Heishan away from Qingmang Mountain and went to Yongning County to find his parents. It didn't take much time
Even if he doesn't use the five senses that are becoming more and more inhuman to track perception, but just ask random passers-by, he will soon be able to find his two parents who are now too busy to touch the ground.

But no matter how busy the parents were, when they saw their son standing in front of them, everything was immediately forgotten by them.

"Father, mother, the child is not filial and plans to go up the mountain to practice Taoism. This trip is to bid farewell to parents!"

After Feng Qing'an dragged his parents to a private place where no one was prying, he was also unambiguous, knelt down on the ground on the spot, kowtowed first, and waited until Feng Shouli and Yin's faces were bewildered and their eyes were dazed. , and then he stretched out his five fingers, and the dazzling thunder light danced on his palm and five fingers.

"immortal!"

When he saw the leaping thunderbolt in his son's hand, Feng Shouli, whose aura of wealth and nobility became more and more obvious, was startled and couldn't help but took a step back. When he saw the familiar face of the boy in charge of Thunderbolt, His face was stiff, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Are you really my second son?"

It was Yin Shi, seeing the second son with the thunderbolt on his palm at this moment, her eyes unconsciously revealed a look of awe, but when her eyes fell on her own son, her expression suddenly turned into bewilderment.

"It's true, if I'm not your own son, who would give you such a big gift?"

Feng Qing'an was a little dumbfounded.

"Then Lei, what's going on?"

Yin's courageously pointed to the thunder wrapped around Feng Qing'an's finger. Since ancient times, mortals, birds and beasts in the mountains have had an innate awe of the thunder, which is a symbol of heaven's power.

Practitioners who can control Thunder are naturally no different from land gods in the eyes of ordinary people. In the eyes of this couple, they are obviously children who went to catch up for the exam at the beginning of the year. When they came back at the end of the year, they suddenly transformed into gods. Can it be accepted quickly?
"Father and mother, don't be afraid, this is a good-looking guy, and it is also my initial practice of lightning, which is a kind of Taoism, called "Five Thunders Jue"..."

Feng Qing'an opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, and casually made up the name of a technique he had read from Daoist scriptures, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain.

In fact, Feng Qing'an still underestimated the spiritual endurance of his parents. Although he had envisioned many possibilities, there was none of them. The son went to the mountain to practice Taoism, and he wanted to choose to become a fairy.

"It's great to become an immortal. If you can become an immortal, what kind of official will you be and what anger will you suffer?"

Feng Shouli pulled Feng Qing'an up from the ground, even if Feng Qing'an said later that he planned not to take the imperial examination, this man didn't even have any intention of being angry, on the contrary, he was smiling all over his face.

Compared with cultivating Taoism and becoming immortal, the imperial examinations, which are still obsessed with worldly fame and fortune, seem much vulgar. No matter how you listen or look, the former is better.

"Erniu, where do you live on the mountain? What do you eat? Is it like in the story of the storyteller, where the meal is full of energy?"

Compared with Feng Shouli, who seemed bold and majestic at the moment, Yin Shi at this moment has returned to the old lady's posture in Feng Qing'an's impression, grabbing his arm and asking and admonishing him.

It took longer than Feng Qingan imagined to say goodbye to his parents. Three days later, under the reluctant and expectant eyes of the couple, Feng Qingan summoned clouds and mist to the sky in the outskirts of Yongning County. And up.

"My son, practice hard on the mountain, and you must remember the words of the teacher."

"Erniu, next time you go home, bring some fairy daughters-in-law back. It would be even better if you can bring back your grandchildren."

"understood."

After all, it was his parents' earnest expectations, and Feng Qing'an couldn't ignore their wishes. After agreeing, his figure quickly disappeared into the clouds, and he was never seen again.

"Northern Xinjiang!"

Standing among the clouds, Feng Qing'an turned his gaze to the north of Dajin. During this trip, as long as he sees the last one, that is, his elder brother, he can return to the Netherworld and concentrate on his cultivation. He doesn't have to come back in a short time. It's human.

"Some trouble!"

Even if they are new brothers, if they want to meet, there are some troubles. Feng Qing'an has known it for a long time. His elder brother has been surrounded by a large number of real people and eminent monks who believe that he is the reincarnation of the immortal king. The number of monks he has to deal with is more than ten times what he usually needs to deal with.

"Sword, I know you have a spirit, go and tell my elder brother, his second brother Feng Qing'an wants to ask him to meet, there are some important things that I want to talk to him about."

Feng Qing'an took out the Dragon Slaying Sword of the Gods that was gifted to him by his elder brother. This simple long sword has a dark reddish purple scabbard that is almost black, and there is an evil spirit hidden in it that frightens even gods and demons. .

"go with!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qing'an was also full of confidence, and threw the sword in his hand, and the sword lived up to expectations, turning into a long rainbow, crossing the sky, and heading straight to the north.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an, who didn't know exactly where his elder brother was, followed the trail left by the sword and chased him away.

It's just that he was still in the middle of the chase, and the sword he threw had already turned back.It's just that on the returning long sword, there is an extra swordsman.

meow~
It was a black cat with dark red hair under the sun. The palm-sized black cat squatted on the scabbard. After Feng Qing'an took the long sword, he jumped to the On his arms, climbing all the way, and finally squatting on his shoulders.

"Identify!"

[Race: Demonic White Tiger]

[Attributes: Heaven, Demon, God, Spirit, Beast]

[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]

[Battle power level: Enlightenment · Medium]

"What the hell?"

After seeing the result of the appraisal, Feng Qing'an's face suddenly revealed a look of horror, and he looked at the black cat squatting on his shoulder, licking its paw with some doubts.

Not to mention the outrageous potential, just the race and attributes alone made Feng Qing'an's scalp tingle.

After the sword he threw at his elder brother flew back, what did he bring back? Is this his elder brother's cat?Or did you jump up by yourself on the way?

(End of this chapter)