The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 278 The Incarnation of the Gods, the Return of the Dragon King

"Donghuang!"

If you can't figure it out, ask the king. When you encounter something you don't understand, Feng Qing'an immediately thinks of Lord Youhuang. If you don't understand something, why bother to figure it out by yourself, and ask for advice directly. The right way is to know.

"What's the matter?"

"There is something about the power of incense..."

Feng Qing'an told the truth about his thoughts, he was envious of the benefits of the incense wish power, but he didn't want to suffer the disadvantages of the incense wish power.

People are so greedy.

No one is an exception.

All living beings have desires.

Practitioners do not seek fame and wealth, regard gold and silver as dung, and regard power as passing smoke, so, do practitioners have no desires or desires?
Are you kidding me?
Practitioners have the desire to transcend the mundane. What they yearn for is the great way, longevity, and overwhelming supernatural power. This is a power that transcends the mundane.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a great emperor who benefited the world and received the wish power of the dawn of Jiuzhou. However, the emperor did not accept the wish power, but he was unwilling to give up, so he used the wish power of all the people to create an incarnation of a divine emperor with incomparable power."

After listening to Feng Qing'an's imagination and longing, Dong Huang spoke slowly.

"Can you still play like this?"

Feng Qing'an's eyes lit up immediately after listening to it, this was quite in line with his requirements.As expected of the great emperor of ancient times, he knows how to adapt, and has such a talent of the world, to create such a secret method that has the best of both worlds.

"There is no absolute thing in this world. There are many kinds of supernatural powers and secret methods. There are only things you can't think of. There is nothing that doesn't exist. It's just..."

Dong Huang prolonged the sound on purpose, and Feng Qing'an immediately became nervous, because he realized that although there are secret methods in this world, Dong Huang may not be able to master them.

"Just what?"

"The secret method created by that holy emperor has not been handed down, so even I have never mastered it."

The Lord Youhuang said slowly, although Feng Qing'an had just made preparations, he was still a little disappointed when he heard such words, but it is already very good to be able to know the existence of this secret method, and it can be regarded as expanding his knowledge.

"Nevermind."

Even though it was so, Feng Qing'an still felt a little uncomfortable. This Donghuang was obviously torturing him, so it was better not to let him know, and simply not to think about it.

"Few people know the secret method created by the great emperor, but there are also many powerful people who borrowed from the great emperor's creation method and created a similar method of the incarnation of the divine way. It’s mine, but I’ve never had a chance to use it.”

"..."

Feng Qing'an was silent for a moment.

"What? Don't want it anymore?"

The cold voice with the meaning of ridicule resounded in Feng Qing'an's heart.

"Will you give it to me?"

Feng Qingan asked instead without blinking an eye.How could he be so easily manipulated by the king?
"If you need it, I will naturally give it to you, but you have to pay something!"

Dong Huang's voice became somewhat playful.

"What do you want from me?"

Feng Qing'an still maintained a tough stance.

"That day, I asked you to come to the Lonely Palace. Have you fulfilled the contract?"

Dong Huang asked suddenly, Feng Qing'an was dumbfounded.

"Aren't I busy? Besides, I didn't agree at the time."

Feng Qing'an's face froze immediately.

"Well, I still have business to deal with..."

"Wait a minute, you give me the secret method, and I'll come over now."

Feng Qing'an took a look at Minglong who was entwined with the power of incense and vows at the moment, and decided to wrong herself, anyway, it was not the first time, how can a man be so shy in his life?
"I'm busy with work right now, and I don't have time. After a while, when I have time to call you, you will come to the bedroom again."

"……it is good."

Feng Qing'an's cheeks twitched twice, but he still gritted his teeth and agreed.

"My secret method is not as good as the method created by that great emperor, but it is more than enough to refine an incarnation of the divine way. If you can find a better one in the future, you can replace it."

When the voice fell, an obscure secret method had already flowed into Feng Qing'an's heart.

Today's youth is no longer Wuxia Amon. Even with a simple glance, he can clearly understand the general idea and know what is so subtle about it.

However, if you want to practice this secret technique, the most difficult part is not to understand the essence of it, but to meet the requirements of the practice, you must have a lot of willingness to add to your body, this is to practice the secret technique the bare minimum.

But this is not a problem for Minglong. When Feng Qing'an passed the secret technique that Donghuang obtained at a certain price to Minglong, the little guy was so excited that he was flying around in the air .

As the thunder roared and the hurricane whizzed, the golden-scaled dragon circled and danced in the air, and the pure wish power that was originally wrapped around it and could not be dealt with, suddenly fell off.

A series of vows that were crystal clear like spider silk were flying in the air. Minglong looked at these vows, let out a long moan, opened his mouth and inhaled, and swallowed all these incense vows into his body.

The golden-scaled dragon was flying and swimming in the clouds. Under Feng Qing'an's expectant gaze, he opened his mouth to spit out, and then a golden shadow that was only about a foot in size and looked like a loach shot out from his mouth.

Fengqing An Dingqing saw that it was actually a golden scale dragon fish with a pair of sharp dragon horns in front of its forehead. Its body was crystal clear, as if carved from glazed jade.

"..."

Although Minglong very smoothly used the flying power of the sky to practice a divine incarnation, but Feng Qing'an looked at this incarnation shaking his head in the sea of ​​clouds, and replaced Minglong to inherit all the power of incense and fire. The arowana fell into silence.

Dragon head fish body, chi kiss.

Feng Qing'an is very familiar with this small appearance, he even ate it, so the moment this thing appeared in front of his eyes, Feng Qing'an wondered if that Water Lord was resurrecting his body and revived again.

However, when Feng Qing'an controlled the Ming Dragon Armor with the "Manipulation Technique", and also controlled the dragon fish that swallowed up the incense and vows that flowed continuously from below the earth, he just eliminated it. Concern, that is indeed an incarnation of wish power without any self-awareness.

"Because of the Divine Soldier?"

Feng Qing'an asked Minglong and discussed with him, but this little guy couldn't explain clearly, because it was an incarnation refined according to the requirements of the secret art, using the power of will as the raw material, as to why it became like this The shape, it can't tell the reason, it looks like this when it is formed.

"Since there is no problem, let's continue and see how this thing can be cultivated. If there is a problem, just break it up."

Feng Qing'an stared at this dragon fish for a long time, but after repeated confirmation, he found that he could control it at any time, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​destroying it, and decided to observe it for a while.

Yin~
The Golden Scaled Flood Dragon also fished out the incarnation of the Divine Dao that he refined in his claws, staring at it carefully, looking at it again and again. Originally, this kind of thing that has already aroused the master's concerns should be destroyed directly, but the master wants to observe it for a while , then look again.

"Once any abnormality is found, destroy it without any hesitation."

Feng Qing'an decided to hand over the cleaning work of this mountain range to Ming Long, and those human races who had become servants of the evil gods should not be let go, they should be killed.

And he had to dispose of the corpses of the evil gods he had just collected as soon as possible, and then go to kill those other evil gods who were still making waves and doing evil in this land.

Yin~
When the little Jiaolong waved his little paws, clacked his chest, and made a promise to Feng Qing'an, Feng Qing'an had already turned around and entered the cave.

The second floor of the cave, the prison of ten thousand demons!

Unlike the first floor of the cave, where only 36 monster-locking towers were erected in the Wanyao Kingdom, on this floor where thousands of monsters are imprisoned, there are 72 demon-subduing halls, each of which is imprisoned. There are at least a hundred or as many as nearly a thousand monsters.

Of course, quite a few of these monsters captured by the Dajin government had special backgrounds or other special reasons, so they couldn't be killed on the spot, so they could only be imprisoned.

But these things don't matter to Feng Qing'an anymore, when he wanders around anywhere in Qi country, the number of monsters he encounters is several times higher than the number of monsters imprisoned in any of the demon temples here.

Feng Qing'an randomly picked a rather remote Temple of Demon Fusion, and walked in - in order to fit the terrain in the cave, the construction of these temples of Demon Fusion was quite chaotic in the eyes of future generations.

Some Fumo Temples are used very frequently, and some, unless they are too full, will throw demons into them, and what Feng Qingan broke into is such a Fumo Temple.

"Heck, I haven't seen someone new for a long time. Are you a child of the Xiao family or the Luo family?"

"Whoever he is, hey, boy, can you stand up a little bit? I won't take your life, just let me bite you."

When the aura of strangers appeared in this prison for suppressing demons, pairs of pupils with different colors, but most of them were filled with bloody evil spirit, lit up one after another from the darkness, and pairs of greedy and malicious eyes, stared at him from all sides.

Even if it is an ordinary monk, being watched by so many monsters at the same time, even if they know that these monsters are imprisoned, they will only want to escape instead of staying here for a while.

However, Feng Qing'an turned a blind eye to the malice coming from all directions like waves and tides. He just walked in the center of the enchanting hall, and began to suppress and seal this place of demons according to the method taught by Donghuang at any time. It was transformed into a sword casting pool.

This is an effect achieved by further deriving from the original formation, and it will not have any impact on the original formation to lock the demons and subdue demons, but will use the power drawn from the formation to forge swords.

"Boy, why don't you talk? Why are you bending over and drawing ghost symbols on the ground?"

"This kid looks very strange, why hasn't he said a word since he came in?"

"This kid looks really weird, and he hasn't even brought his comrades here yet."

"He didn't sneak in, did he? Looking at this kid's sneaky appearance, he doesn't look like a member of Xiao Luo's family."

"Nonsense, who can sneak in?"

"I always feel that something is wrong. There is a big problem with this human kid."

boom -

Accompanied by the dull roar, all the monsters who could watch Feng Qing'an and talk about it, all closed their mouths, even the monsters with backgrounds widened their eyes at this moment, staring dumbfoundedly at the young man. The huge head that was moved by unknown means.

After a moment of silence, the Fumo Temple, where the number of demons were considered rare, also blossomed. Seeing the head of a mountain god with their own eyes was obviously beyond their ability to bear, and it had an unparalleled impact on their minds.

"This, is this the breath of the demon king?!"

"How is this possible? This is impossible!"

"I absolutely cannot admit my mistake. My father is the demon king. I am very familiar with this breath. No, my father's breath is not as good as this head."

"What are you kidding? Look at that thing, it's been dead for a while, and your father is still alive, and it can't compare to the dead thing? How strong is this tiger king when he is alive?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"At this time, what's the point of discussing who is strong and who is weak? They have been chopped off to the point where only one head remains, so it's so cold."

The many monsters who had been looking at Feng Qingan's every move with a joking attitude, became completely panicked at this moment, and they no longer had the composure and calmness they had before, and they had no intention of molesting Feng Qingan.

Even if some of them are monsters with provenance, their backing is nothing more than demon kings, and at this moment, the aura emitted by the heads taken out by the young man is not even comparable to those demon kings who are still alive. After beheading such a fierce existence, how can they provoke them.

"It's done!"

When he used the blood from the tiger's head as dye to embellish the formation he added, dark red spirit patterns emerged successively in the places where he had been busy before.

An illusory and hazy blood pool appeared in the center of the Demon Subduing Hall, and in the center of the blood pool, a strange but more illusory sword could be vaguely seen.

"Give me in!"

The moment he saw the blood pool appear, Feng Qing'an raised his leg and kicked the head of the evil god in front of him. The originally illusory pool boiled instantly, and the illusory red liquid with an unreal feeling inside it As if you have your own life consciousness, go upstream.

Then Feng Qing'an saw that the blood, which was only tangible but intangible, had really corroded the head of this mountain god, leaving only the slightly crystal clear bones, and in the end, not even the bones were left , In the end, there was only one side of the pool of blood that was real and pure, rippling with layers of blood-colored ripples.

However, in this side of the blood pool that seems to be only ten feet square, the Demon Subduing Sword, which still remains illusory and has not changed because the blood pool turned virtual into reality, looks extremely dazzling.

(End of this chapter)