The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 288 Whimsical, superimposed visions

"what is this?"

The young man in white, whose complexion was carved out of the finest and flawless jade, was exquisite and lustrous but looked lifeless. He looked up and saw the light gray Yin Qi floating in all directions. Hundreds of nearly a thousand pale and transparent ghosts wandered around his body. .

"A walking little Nether?"

Feng Qing'an is very familiar with this pale and transparent ghost.

Not to mention other things, every time Little Phoenix Youyou travels, even if it's just flying, and it's not intentional, she doesn't know how many ghosts she will crush to death.

These are not soul bodies, but ghosts that naturally grow due to the special environment of the underworld, just like the weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside in the human world.

These are the things that can be seen everywhere in the nether world, but just now they came out of Feng Qing'an's body, or when he evolved a vision.

Immortal pulse condition, the nether world!
Just like what Dong Huang said, with such an amount of true energy, it is impossible not to deduce the pulse condition of the immortal grade, but this evolved vision really made Feng Qingan choke speechlessly, not knowing how to evaluate it.

Looks like a very powerful look?
But in the memory of the young sect master, there is no relevant description at all, which is also beyond his cognition. In the thousands of years of Yinhun sect history, there is only the rumored patriarch of the sect who wrote the "Six Yin Youtian Xianjing" ", evolved into Yipin pulse condition, ten thousand ghosts patrolling the sky.

Under that patriarch, including those immortal patriarchs in the sect, what they condensed and evolved were basically third-rank visions. Because of various good fortune opportunities, a few of them deduced the visions to second-rank, No one is first-rate.

Therefore, even this young suzerain sometimes can't help but question the achievements of the founder of the sect. He can't imagine what kind of existence it is to be able to use such heresy fairy scriptures to evolve a first-grade pulse condition. , how is this done?
Could it be that the disciples of the patriarch back then, in order to boast of the achievements of the patriarch and set up an insurmountable peak in the hearts of the disciples of the younger generation, so they exaggerated their words and fabricated things that did not exist out of thin air.

It is difficult to sustain a first grade, let alone a fairy grade. This young suzerain has no relevant concepts at all. The situation Feng Qing'an encounters now is completely outside his blind spot of cognition.

"Dong Huang, look at my vision, what's going on? It doesn't seem to be useful."

Even though many monks dreamed of it, and even Tianjiao would envy it, Feng Qing'an was still picky and disgusted.

Because he had seen Donghuang's pulse condition, which was also of immortal quality, and the vision of the country lord was a female emperor, sitting high above the Jiuchong Heavenly Palace. It turned out that he was a small Netherworld, and it also came with special products unique to Netherworld.

What the hell is this?

As for those countless little wandering souls who are absent in the nether world, even if they are thrown into the mortal world, they can hardly do anything, and they can only bully the old, weak, sick and disabled in mortals.

Just this thing, even if there are more derivatives, what's the use?

"..."

After listening to Feng Qing'an's rambling introduction and his endless complaints, Dong Huang couldn't help but sighed,

"Visions can grow. Do you expect that once your vision evolves, you will have the magical power to change the world?"

"It's not impossible."

Feng Qing'an, who was reminded by Dong Huang, stroked his chin, looked at the wandering soul beside him, his eyes showed thoughtfulness,
"So, these wandering souls can also grow, but why can they grow?"

"What they can become depends entirely on you. It depends on how you cultivate them. I have seen ghosts grow from ignorant and ignorant ghosts to ghost kings in the netherworld. If you have the heart, you can also cultivate wandering souls." Become the king of ghosts."

"Wandering souls still have such potential?"

When Feng Qing'an heard this, he was startled immediately, and looked at these wandering souls beside him, and since then it has been very different. This is no weak chicken wandering soul that even ordinary people can't hurt, it is clearly a A ghost king seed.

Think about it, what is wandering around him at this moment is not ghosts of weak chickens, but ghost kings after ghost kings. Just thinking about this kind of scene, Feng Qing'an couldn't help getting a little excited.

However, he soon calmed down. To deduce the vision to such a degree, there must be a corresponding level of strength as a support, otherwise everything will be a castle in the air, a rootless apple, just a daydream.

"I can't do that."

The light that had just lit up in Feng Qing'an's eyes suddenly dimmed. Before he cultivated Yuandan, he would definitely lose his kung fu. How could his cultivation before the Yuandan realm support many ghost kings?
Even at the Yuan Dan realm, it is impossible to support the hundreds of thousands of ghost kings in front of him. Even if he becomes a human immortal, he may not be able to provide all the consumption of the ghost king, but even if it is just Portion is also choking.

"Have you forgotten the vision of my previous life? Even my present life can also be used."

"Do you have a secret method to keep the vision after dissipating your cultivation base?"

Feng Qing'an immediately reacted.

"I am reincarnated and recultivated, and I can retain the Dao fruit of the previous life, but you are reincarnated, and I don't know how far you can go, but you can give it a try."

"Can your secret technique be used repeatedly?"

Even though it was not confirmed whether he could use Donghuang's secret technique, extremely greedy thoughts still popped up in Feng Qing'an's mind.

After dispersing the kung fu, keep the vision, and then change to another method, continue to practice, re-cultivate the vision, and then disperse the kung fu again, and so on, until a certain day, when many celestial visions are superimposed, what will happen?
"..."

Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, no matter in the previous life or in this life, Dong Huang, who has achieved countless monks and evil spirits, fell silent again.

She didn't know how to answer, the country lord never imagined that there are people in this world who are still dissatisfied after obtaining the pulse of the immortal grade, and want to superimpose the vision through secret methods.

This is not something that can be described by simple greed, it is simply whimsical.

"I don't know, but the matter of practice is against the sky, why not give it a try?"

Although she felt that Feng Qing'an was too greedy, Dong Huang didn't criticize it. She even thought she could give it a try. If it didn't work, she would change the secret method by herself to make this impossible whimsy possible.

Immortal grade pulse superposition?What will eventually evolve?
She also wanted to know, she had never seen or heard of it, and no one had ever had such a wild idea.

At least she hasn't seen it.

"Why not give it a try? Hahaha, you are right, why not give it a try!"

The moment Feng Qingan said it, he also felt that his thoughts were too greedy. He even planned to be preached by Donghuang, but he did not expect that the king was unexpectedly enlightened. Not only did he not say anything, but instead Encourage him to try.

"Before you try it, you must first grasp all the pulses of your immortality, at least cultivate these wandering souls to the point where they can be used."

"Well, I know. By the way, what's the fastest way to cultivate wandering souls?"

Feng Qing'an seriously asked Lord Youhuang for advice.

"Fight and devour."

"?"

Feng Qing'an was taken aback after hearing this,
"Wouldn't it be easy for ghosts cultivated in this way to fall into madness?"

"Do you need these ghosts to have their own intelligence?"

"unnecessary."

On the one hand, the vision of the practitioner is used to cultivate and enlighten the Tao, and on the other hand, it is used to protect the Tao, that is, to fight against others. In this case, there is no need for the ghost to have any ideas of its own. Fear of death is the best.

"I understand."

"Ah."

"I'm going to sneak into the Yinhun sect now. With my current state, I can imitate the aura of that young sect master. Even if there are some mistakes and omissions, it's not a big problem to cover them up with the power of the demon. The only problem is that the three immortals Now, if they are aware of it, I'm afraid..."

"I will always pay attention to your safety."

Donghuang's will disappeared.

But Feng Qing'an didn't know how much shock he had brought to the Lord Youhuang in just one day.The king was alone in his palace, silent for a long time, and then got up.

"The Underworld!"

Feng Qing'an raised his head, and following his thought, the cold air permeating from his body immediately rushed back to him like a tired bird returning to the forest, and the nether world that was isolated from the weather was gone forever. Existence, the rays of the sun that were blocked before, sprinkled on the dead mountains again.

The barren mountain, which was originally full of vitality and was full of inspiration after Feng Qing'an's arrival, has completely turned into a dead and silent place at this moment, and even the sound of birds and insects can't be heard.

Because at the moment when Feng Qing'an's vision unfolded, he stood several miles around and turned into a world of ghosts, and there was no living thing in it that had time to escape, whether it was birds, beasts, snakes, rats or insects, they were all covered by ghosts. Take away all vitality.

A ghost can only bully the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled among ordinary people, but a group of ghosts gathered together can slaughter a village, Feng Qing'an said all kinds of disgust, but in fact, he now walks to any gathering of human races at will In the ground, anyone can turn into a natural disaster, even if he doesn't do anything.

"Let's think about it, the vision mastered by the young suzerain is the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, and I can completely fake it."

The so-called Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts, when it is triggered, there will be hundreds of evil spirits with different images behind him. At first, these evil spirits were all illusory, without any killing power, even his current hundreds of ghosts are stronger than him. No, but with the improvement of cultivation base, all these evil spirits will become real.

When the young master who was killed by him traveled, even if it was only one person, it would be a night walk of ghosts. However, this naturally cannot be compared with him. When he unfolded the vision, it was the ghosts descending.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an can do everything that the vision of the ghosts and ghosts can do, and do it better.

"By the way, there are those two old ghosts."

Feng Qing'an thought of the two elder attendants who had escaped. The two old things running fast might become a flaw in his trip, but it's not a big problem.

Because the protector he was really familiar with had already been hacked to death by him, and now he had the means to contact these two old ghosts. As long as he could find them, he could solve all future troubles.

"Let me see the secret method of contacting the attendant elder."

"Yes, I found it."

Feng Qing'an's eyes lit up, and he pinched the magic formula with his hand. The mysterious true energy emerged in his hand, and then turned into a eerie skull. When the upper and lower jaws collided, there was a rattling sound. Soon, the skull In his eyes, a dark green soul fire ignited, followed by an old voice, filled with a bit of excitement, joy, and apprehension, which seemed extremely complicated
"Young Sect Master!"

"You two old things, where did you escape to? Why don't you hurry up and pick me up!"

Feng Qing'an recalled the tone, voice, voice, and breath of that ghostly arrogance.

"Are you all right?"

"Tell me if I'm okay!"

Feng Qing'an's tone was depressing, like a volcano that was about to erupt. At this moment, he replaced himself as a ghostly arrogant who escaped from the sky in embarrassment.

"Is Master Li Ya still there?"

"Didn't you see what happened to him when you escaped? If he hadn't bought time, do you think you two old bastards could have escaped?"

"My lord, we..."

There was a bit of embarrassment and a bit of fear in the old voice. They didn't fulfill their duties at the critical moment. Instead, they left the person they were supposed to protect and fled privately. No matter which faction they belonged to They are all serious crimes.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I also paid a very heavy price to escape. Now I am seriously injured. If you come here now and escort me back, you will make up for your mistakes.

I can exempt you from the death penalty. If you still dare to shirk, it will be a death penalty. When I go back, I will invite my father. If my father ignores it, I will go to find the ancestor. You two will be there when the time comes. What will happen. "

Under Feng Qingan's coercion and lure, the two old guys panicked immediately, and they didn't even care whether what Feng Qingan said at the moment was true or not, and they didn't even try to verify Feng Qingan's identity - this is the secret communication method , under normal circumstances, no one would think that there will be problems.

"...Young Sect Master, where are you? The red-haired old ghost and I are here to pick you up."

"If I can't see your people within half an hour, you two had better run away as far as possible, and don't let me catch you."

A sinister voice sounded, and the two old voices responded quickly.

"We're coming here now, and we won't keep you, Young Sovereign, waiting for long."

Feng Qing'an told her where she was at this time, and then stood there quietly waiting. It was only a quarter of an hour later that Feng Qing'an saw two mysterious lights trailing bloody trails.

"Burning blood method? It's really hard work."

Feng Qing'an laughed immediately, and when these two old and familiar figures appeared in front of his eyes, a gloomy and cold air rushed out of his body, separating the world and transforming into a ghost...

(End of this chapter)