The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 280 The Ghost-Controlling Cultivator Who Covets Nange

In the empty and silent dark hall, there is only a faint light rippling from the blood pool, bringing insignificant light to the darkness here.

"Master, do you hate me?"

In the blood pool, a sword trembled slightly, and the calm blood pool stirred up waves of ripples, and on top of this sword, a half-monster girl with bare feet stepped in mid-air, her expression Confusedly staring at the deep darkness of the hall, he fell into thinking and self-doubt.

"What did i do wrong?"

The sword spirit, who was born less than a day ago, has enough spiritual wisdom, but she doesn't have much knowledge. After all, her birth is too special, and there is no blood inheritance. The sword master who gave her birth just looked at her With one glance, he left without taking her away with him.

The sword spirit at this moment, the only thing she can think about is why she was abandoned. She wants to pursue the sword master now, and she can also make her body fly, but when the sword master abandoned her, she did not catch up immediately .

Even if she wants to pursue it now, she doesn't know where she is going. What she is looking forward to now is her master, who may not have abandoned her, but just left temporarily because of something.

Perhaps it was because she was too weak to be of much help, so she was placed here and she was not taken away with her.She is not abandoned.

"Is it because I'm too weak?"

The sword spirit thought of the reason why she would be abandoned. At the moment she was born, the master just glanced at him, and then left without nostalgia, without stopping.

"Master, where are you?"

"When will you come back to see me?"

"Master will definitely come back to see me!"

"Why hasn't the master come back?"

The sword spirit kept staring at the direction where Feng Qing'an left, expecting that Feng Qing'an's figure would appear in front of her again, but in this empty and lifeless Temple of Subduing Demons, only those shriveled and dead, She was not accompanied by demon corpses that were no longer of any use value.

Besides, there are no living things, and time seems to have no meaning here.A breath becomes extremely long, and a thousand years only takes a moment.

The Sword Spirit, who was born too shortly, felt that she had been waiting for a long time in her ignorance, and this long waiting made her originally clear and bright eyes, unable to help but show a little bit of resentment.

"I must be too useless, so the master is unwilling to take me."

However, the sword spirit girl's resentment was aimed at herself. She almost subconsciously believed that it was because of her own weakness and incompetence that the master abandoned her.

And when the sword spirit girl started to lose her thoughts from her silence, and even her resentment was about to materialize, the figure she was longing for appeared in front of her eyes again.

When the handsome young man in white clothes appeared in front of her, the resentment on Jian Ling's face was instantly wiped away, revealing a smile as bright as the rising sun. Jian Ling cheered happily, and was about to jump into the young man like a tired bird throwing itself into the forest. embrace.

But before she rushed over, she saw a pretty girl with a handsome face, who seemed to gather the essence of the sun and the moon, and gathered the beauty of all things, appearing beside her master. The bright and pure breath made the sword spirit born in the pool of blood feel very happy in her heart. Can't help but feel a bit ashamed.

"Feng Qing'an, is this the first sword you forged according to your sister's method?"

Nan Ge curiously looked at the sword in the blood pool, and then his eyes stayed on the sword spirit girl. I don't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly felt that the girl's appearance, and even the dress on her body, were somewhat similar to her .Therefore, the girl naturally turned her gaze to Feng Qing'an.

"Correct."

Feng Qing'an looked at the sword spirit girl who had become what she is now in his distracting thoughts, and then saw the girl Nan Ge who was close at hand, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Although it was his distracting thoughts, the human appearance was obviously based on what he had seen and heard, so whether it was the girl's clothes or her attire, they were all similar to Nan Ge.

After all, what he was thinking at the time was the blond animal-eared loli, and the pair of sisters he has seen now must be Nan Ge's figure, which is more similar to a loli. Until now, the girl's figure has not grown, The passing of time, the passing of time, fell on her, and it seemed to be of no use.

"Then is she the sword spirit of this sword?"

"Correct."

Feng Qing'an's expression was dull, bringing Nan Ge here was not a very good choice, but the girl couldn't help but wanted to see him, Nan Ge also came with him, after wandering around the world, he felt very boring, want to see him.

Naturally, Feng Qing'an couldn't refuse, so he brought her back together, and also showed her the first sword he had practiced, and he also had a bit of a show-off in it.

"Feng Qing'an, you are so powerful. My sister didn't have a sword to give birth to such a sword spirit. You practiced a sword for the first time, and you actually raised it."

Even though she lost the memory of her previous life, the girl still has a lot of insight, knowing what it means for a sword to give birth to a sword spirit that is similar to a living being.

"Haha."

In front of the girl, Feng Qing'an couldn't help showing a smug smile. Although it was due to his physique, isn't this physique his?no difference.

"She looks like me, though."

"..."

The smile on Feng Qing'an's face froze, but it only lasted for a moment before returning to normal.

"Probably because you all look like girls in the cardamom age, so you look somewhat similar."

"Is it."

The girl smiled like a flower, her expression was normal, she seemed to really believe Feng Qing'an's words.On the other side of the main hall, the sword spirit who had been moving had already stopped, and looked at the young girl who looked like a Biren timidly.

"Nan Ge, have you encountered any interesting things during your travels these days?"

Feng Qing'an changed the subject very bluntly, but as soon as the words came out, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He couldn't be more clear about what the state of Qi in the human world looks like now. Even though Brother Nan is an innate ghost, he has no memory of being a human race in his previous life, but there is nothing interesting in the troubled times where demons are rampant.

"Interesting things?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Nan Ge suddenly became deep in thought, and began to recall what she had seen and heard all the way after entering the human world. Although she found it generally boring, she also encountered some special things. When Feng Qing'an asked at this moment, she recalled .

"I met a very funny man."

"Ok?"

Feng Qing'an made a nasal sound, her eyes seemed to be careless, but her mind was already alert at this moment.

Although he has established a contract with Nan Ge, it is impossible for him to cast the "Send God Technique" anytime and anywhere to project his consciousness on Nan Ge.

Therefore, he didn't know what Nan Ge experienced in his travels in the world. Feng Qing'an could only roughly perceive that from the beginning to the end, the girl did not encounter any danger.

It's not that Feng Qing'an doesn't care. Once she encounters a situation that will only hurt her, Feng Qing'an will sense it, and then she can use the "Spiritual Sentence Art" to bless her many physical characteristics on the girl. .

But now the girl said that she met a very funny person, at this moment Feng Qing'an realized something was wrong.

Danger does not necessarily mean directly causing harm to girls, or having ulterior motives for girls, or having some special intentions.

"Sounds like an interesting guy, how did you meet him?"

Feng Qing'an seemed to ask quite casually, he was not in a hurry to ask whether it was a man or a woman, as long as the chat continued casually, Nan Ge would naturally share everything with him.

"I didn't meet him. I passed by a small town in the wind, and he was just below. When he saw me, he led a group of people to chase after me."

"I saw you……"

Feng Qing'an nodded thoughtfully. If Nan Ge wanted to hide, ordinary practitioners would not be able to see her existence. Those who could see Nan Ge and catch up to her probably had a lot of background.

"and then?"

"He stopped me and asked for my name."

"kindness."

Feng Qing'an nodded expressionlessly, not far away, the sword inserted into the pool of blood was beeping slightly, even if Feng Qing'an just spilled a drop of blood casually, this sword still had an inseparable bond with him. The obliterated connection will even move according to his will - the reason why the sword spirit changes appearance due to his distracting thoughts is also based on this.

"Did you tell him?"

"How come? I just made up a random name. I didn't expect him to read a poem and praised my name as nice."

"What name did you make up on the spot?"

"North and South."

"Then you are so foolish, what kind of poem did that ignorant guy make up?"

"The geese stay in the cold in the northern branch, and the warblers in the southern branch are warm."

"It sounds familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Feng Qing'an rubbed his chin, he has read books for several years after all, and with his memory, even if he had only glimpsed poems before, if he wanted to recall them now, he could still think of them.

"That person is very interesting, just like those dwarfs in the actor's plays that I watched in the mansions of the rich and powerful in the world, which made people laugh out loud."

"Actor? Dwarf?"

Hearing Nan Ge's praise and description of the other party, Feng Qing'an felt that there was no need to worry too much.

After all, Nan Ge's initial impression of the other party was already dead in Nan Ge's eyes, but he was just a clown, what's the point?
"The actor who came here by himself, didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Only after Feng Qing'an's words fell, Jiu Ling's voice rang in his ears,
"Master, I found a tracking mark on the second lady's body."

"Mark?"

The depths of the boy's eyes became cold in an instant.

It was indeed inappropriate for him to judge whether the girl was in danger through the soul contract, because as long as the other party did not directly cause harm to Nan Ge, he would basically have no reaction.

Just like the current situation, he just locked Nan Ge, but he didn't do it, and he wouldn't be able to notice it. If it wasn't for the special existence of Jiuling, even if the person was already in front of his eyes, he might not be able to notice it.

"Can you peel off this imprint without Nan Ge noticing it?"

A gentle smile appeared on Feng Qing'an's face, but he secretly gave instructions to the spirit of the cave.

The girl was still sharing with her what she found interesting in the world, and the guy who made him feel like an actor, made people laugh, and looked like a clown only mentioned two or three sentences, and then talked about what she thought Other interesting things.

"Small problems, leave it to me."

For such a simple request, Dongtian Spirit didn't even think about it, so he patted his chest and agreed.

"good."

The expression on Feng Qing'an's face became more and more gentle, but there was a deep killing intent brewing in his eyes.

Regardless of whether it was the guy who looked like an actor or not, the imprint on Nan Ge's body meant that the Yin Ling girl who had wandered around the world had already been targeted by a certain force with a long history.

roar~
There was a silent roar of the soul, and under the gaze of Feng Qing'an whose soul power was already concentrated at this moment, a wisp of gray air that almost merged with the icy power emanating from Nan Ge emerged, and was drawn from Nan Ge by the spirit of the cave. The body was peeled off, but the girl was unaware of it.

This is the desperate thing that will inevitably happen if the difference in realm is too large. Sometimes even if someone plots against him, he doesn't know where the attack came from, and he draws his sword and looks around in a daze.

clack clack-

That ray of aura that was almost the same as Nan Ge's was perfectly integrated into one place. After the gray aura that didn't fall on her was stripped off, it immediately turned into a gray-black skull the size of a sesame seed. There is a fainter green soul fire flickering.

"What can you see?"

Although Feng Qing'an had a killing intent in his heart at this moment, it even caused the swords in the sword pool to tremble continuously, almost flying out of the sword pool and falling into his hands.

"Master, this imprint must have been left by a human monk who is very good at ghosts, that is, the concealment technique is excellent, even you, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it."

"A human monk who is good at ghosts? What is this?"

"A monk who enslaves and controls ghosts to practice fighting skills."

Jiuling explained.

"Well, I see."

Feng Qing'an looked at the sword that was about to fly out of the pool of blood. Under his gaze, the Demon Subduing Sword immediately regained its composure and remained silent.

"You are too weak, your sword is not sharp enough, before I take you out with my own hands, I will nourish you in the pool of blood."

While speaking, Feng Qing'an took out the things he brought back when he left and returned, which were the remains of the two gods he had beheaded.

This kind of evil god who wreaks havoc in the world, facing Feng Qing'an who is holding the dragon-slaying sword of the gods, one sword at a time, without the power to resist, it is simply not too easy.

"Nange!"

"Ok?"

The girl who was sharing the journey with Feng Qingan, who he found interesting, raised her head and looked at him curiously.

"Can you stay with me during this time? Or go to your sister's."

While talking to the girl, Feng Qing'an's cold thoughts also echoed in the consciousness of the cave spirit,

"Can you use this imprint to trace back to the past?"

(End of this chapter)