The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 293 Transformation into Immortal
Bullying cats too much!

How could there be such a human race in this world? !

It makes cats more disgusting than demons!
"Can't do it? Come back if you can't do it, I'll come."

meow~
capable!I can do it!

The resentful little cat quickly responded, at this moment, Jun Yan noticed that what it thought seemed to be transparent to the human racer.

meow~
Master, I like you so much, I love you so much!

I am willing to die for you!
I want to be with you forever and ever, even in reincarnation.

"If you deliberately disgust me again, I will lock you up to death, believe it or not?!"

Remaining restrained, but apparently the voice of suppressing emotions sounded in its consciousness. So far, Jun Yan is basically sure that this human race can spy on its thoughts.

hateful!

"Complain less, do more, don't whine, don't think I don't know, you've been eating until now, and haven't done a single thing, if you really do something, it's not too late to complain."

Feng Qing'an's angry voice sounded in Jun Yan's consciousness, and the cat froze for a moment, only then did he realize that it hadn't worked suddenly, so it was fine.

Isn't it just to modify the monk's memory? For it, it's a piece of cake, but it's just doing the same thing repeatedly, which makes Maomao very annoyed.

"You can eat and work while you're at it!"

meow~
good idea!
Maomao shook its head in displeasure, and finally started to work. Its targets were, first of all, the alchemy cultivators of the Yinhun sect. They were undoubtedly the backbone of the three immortals. It is the mainstay to ensure the continuous inheritance of the Yinhun sect.

"Humph!"

After seeing this little thing doing things honestly, Feng Qing'an snorted coldly, and then communicated with Sen Miao. She saw that it was an auspicious beast, so she didn't have to arrange it into the Yinhun sect. The style of painting was different, even if it was forced Some people will feel that something is wrong if the memory is changed.

Distorting the soul and forcing the implantation of memory will not be foolproof. This kind of thing that obviously challenges the logical IQ is unnecessary, but the ghost general, Xu Wuding, can be arranged by his side as his guardian. He fits well with the Yinhun sect.

The sunlight flicked through the window, and the shadows of the flowers moved forward.

Before a cup was sent into the Shengge, the Chenpai under the steps announced the time again.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye. In just a few short months, Feng Qing'an, whose strength had grown by leaps and bounds, took a look at his eight soul deeds. The biggest change was naturally the demon white tiger who had mixed into the Yinhun sect and was like a fish in water.

[Eighth Soul Deed: Jun Yan]

[Race: Demonic White Tiger]

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

[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]

[Battle power level: Commander·Superior]

In just three months, Jun Yan, who was crippled by his elder brother with a single sword, was slightly better than the little demon who had just turned into a spirit, and his spiritual power surged to the commander level, and he was about to become a great demon.

However, even so, Feng Qing'an remained indifferent.Because his cultivation speed is not slow, and his cultivation speed is even faster than the sky. Two months ago, he completed the cultivation of the second largest realm.

The reason why it took a month is because his immortal pulse condition is different from the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk that the young master cultivated. If he repeats the path that the young master walked, he can get it in three days at most. Finish.

To complete the cultivation of the pulse opening realm, at least one has a basic understanding of one's vision and can fully control it. Feng Qing'an spent so long in order to find out the magical effect of the pulse of the immortal grade.

Even so, he has broken the realm. He completed the practice of Yunlingling Realm fifty days ago. For Feng Qing'an, this realm couldn't be simpler. Yuan Ling, and then it is to cultivate the dharma body to prepare for the next realm, the realm of transformation.

Cultivators with ordinary aptitude will get a chance to change their fate against the sky in this realm. They can practice special dharma body in this realm and improve their aptitude by a bit.

In fact, for the vast majority of monks who are prepared, they can accumulate knowledge in this level of practice, so that they have stronger potential and can go further on the road of seeking the road.

However, for Tianjiao monks with top-notch cultivation talent and superb physique, this realm is the most meaningless, because no matter how they practice, their aptitude or physique will not increase much, as long as they condense and cultivate their mana Yuan Ling, you can break through the realm and step into the next realm.

Feng Qing'an is this kind of monk. It is very simple for him to accumulate true energy and mana. As for practicing the mana body, it is even more unnecessary. The many physical characteristics superimposed on him are comparable to those of the arrogance. Cultivators are also incomparable, and have already exceeded the standard.

To Feng Qing'an, cultivation at this level is as easy as eating and drinking. If he hadn't had any doubts, he would be able to achieve the same level as the first level of condensing energy and break through the realm in a day after a few more days of comprehension.

This kind of practice speed, if you say it, I'm afraid it will scare people to death. In less than half a year, he has changed from a layman who cultivates immortality to a monk who is preparing to form a pill.

Even those heavenly talents of the Taoist sect who have passed on through the ages are nothing more than that, even Donghuang is silent after hearing this, but unfortunately, Feng Qing'an will not take this path.

Because this path is getting narrower and narrower, unless he can't think about it, he is destined to abandon it.

"Six Yin Youtian Xianjing"

This is a fairy scripture transformed from the practice of ghosts and ghosts. After the completion, the body of the human race will be transformed into the body of a fairy spirit, similar to Donghuang, but it is far inferior, because Donghuang is born innately. Born, and this cultivated one is just an acquired Yin spirit, falling into obscenity.

A normal monk would train himself to become a Yin spirit if his head was showing off, unless he had no choice.However, it is also understandable that if one eventually trains oneself to become a yangling, it will be a broad road to longevity, and one will not be dismissed as heresy.

Degenerate!

Get rid of the mortal body and climb the fairy road!
For Feng Qing'an, the practice of this realm is much more difficult.A normal monk, reaching this level, has to face a layer of choice, should he continue to be a human being?

The vast majority of monks, of course, cannot abandon the body of the human race, so the practice in this realm is to practice supernatural powers and condense the true seeds of talismans. The real supernatural powers can be cast instantly, or greatly reduce the consumption.

However, there are also a small number of monks who choose not to be human at this level. They do not condense the true species of talismans, but choose to refine supernatural powers into their bodies, causing changes in flesh and blood. consume.

Make horns protrude from the head, wings protrude from the back, and even a tail grow out of the body, or make the legs turn into snake tails, or shark tails... These are common changes of flesh and blood supernatural powers.

Most of the monks, even if they choose not to be human beings, choose flesh and blood supernatural powers, they will more or less retain part of their bodies, and turn into three heads and six arms, which is quite extreme.

And like the young suzerain, who chose the transformation of flesh and blood supernatural powers, horns, bat wings, and scorpion tails, without leaving a trace of a human figure, which is still extremely rare—that demonic posture is his real body trained in the mortal state, Instead of the legal body, his human form was conjured instead.

This is a change that Feng Qing'an can't accept. He can choose to be temporarily inhumane, but he can't accept being inhumane forever. The change of flesh and blood supernatural power is almost irreversible, and it will affect the monk himself if he doesn't need to form an alchemy.

Therefore, in the practice of this level, the practice experience of the young suzerain has no way to be used as a reference. Feng Qing'an can only choose from the supernatural powers he has mastered, or find it by himself.

After all, this is still a Human Immortal Sect, which can be selected by monks in the Mortal Realm. There are still many supernatural powers that can condense the true seeds of talismans, but there are not many that can make Feng Qing'an look good.

"Green Ghost Battle Physique", this is a special physical cultivation method combined with six flesh and blood supernatural powers, including heart, blood, and bone, three internal changes, and horns, wings, and tail, three external supernatural powers derived from flesh and blood .

This kind of supernatural power seems ordinary, but in this Yinhun sect, it is a first-class secret transmission. Non-true disciples are not allowed to practice it, which can be called infinite.

But Feng Qing'an is impossible to choose, and there are almost none in the Yinhun sect that can be compared with this practice. can help him.

It is because of these reasons that Feng Qingan's practice at this level has completely slowed down. Anyway, in his own eyes, he is no different from a turtle crawling. Up to now, he has also practiced two supernatural powers and condensed two The true species of talismans.

"Little Yin Yang Blood Demon Yin Thunder"

"Five Ghosts Falling Soul Wind"

A Thunder Dao supernatural power, and a Wind Dao supernatural power, you can tell just by the name, they are quite grounded, and they are very suitable for the practice he is practicing now, although the difficulty is not small, but it is not a problem for Feng Qing'an, It took about a month to practice one.

He is currently pondering the third magical power, "Five Elements Yin Sha Earth Extreme True Fire", and he already has some clues, and it is estimated that he will be able to practice it in half a month.

With such a speed, anyone who sees it will be silent. Although they are all gloomy supernatural powers, the power of these supernatural powers is not weak, and the difficulty is needless to say. This kind of supernatural power is extremely powerful, but difficult to practice.

"Heishan, prepare the chariot, I want to inspect the mountain gate."

Feng Qing'an, who felt a little tired from his practice, called out, touring the sect was one of his few pleasures now, and as his cultivation level reached the same level as that young sect master's before his death, Feng Qing'an also began to be haunted by ghosts. Zongshanmen wandered around.

He is now only stronger than the young suzerain, except for "Green Ghost Battle Body", the young suzerain can do it, he can do it, no, he can still do it.

Under such a completely crushing situation, Feng Qing'an naturally doesn't have to worry about being exposed, not to mention, after Jun Yan Sanyue's hard work - although this guy is eating and working, but what he should do is basically completed.

Up to the suzerain, down to the elders, as well as the true disciples, the more promising inner disciples, etc., all have a new understanding of him, and their memories have all been revised. As long as they don't meet human beings, basically nothing will happen .

He is bored and fine, wandering around the mountain gate is also to show his sense of existence and deepen the memory of Jun Yan's tampering.

Even if a disciple suddenly realized something was wrong, but looking at the memories of the people around him, and then looking at the performance of his righteous master, he would only doubt himself, not others.

oooo~
Following Feng Qing'an's call, a torrent of monster energy rushed out of a bronze palace built on a cliff and landed in the palace where he was. The black wolf with blue and purple eyes of different colors made him look evil and awe-inspiring.

Following the change of the wolf king, demon wolves also rushed out of various palaces on the cliff, and were brought to Feng Qing'an with a black chariot similar to a chariot—this is Feng Qing'an. The car I chose for myself, the blood sedan chair is too embarrassing.

Rumbling--

Sixteen wolf demons as big as calves were covered with iron chains, pulling the heavy chariot, black thunder splashed from the wheels, and the power of the prohibition circle engraved on it spread, making this chariot as light as a feather , was dragged by the pack of demon wolves, soaring into the sky.

"Haha, let's go!"

Feng Qing'an took Heishan and boarded the chariot, and the moment he sat down, Yin soldiers wearing black armor and holding swords and spears swarmed out of his body, and they were displayed in front of and behind the chariot , to clear the way for it, with comprehensive guards.

click-

The dark thunder pierced the sky. Under the watchful eyes of many elders and true disciples, a mighty Yin soldier rushed out of a dark rift exuding a cold and dead air. , a chariot dragged by sixteen demon wolves couldn't be more conspicuous.

On the chariot, a young man full of evil spirits was wearing black clothes, sitting with a smile on his face, as if he had encountered something extremely happy, but the moment he saw this young man, no matter whether he was an elder or a person with lofty ideals Qiancheng's true disciples all turned their eyes away, not wanting him to notice.

"Well, why doesn't anyone salute and say hello to me?"

Feng Qingan, who was sitting on the chariot, felt the gazes avoiding him and not daring to fall on him. Not only was he not satisfied, but an angry expression appeared on his face, as if he had forgotten what he had done in the past few trips. .

"Little True Biography, An Dare to be disrespectful!"

Surrounded by Yin soldiers and guarded by a hundred demons, Feng Qing'an looked more like an evil monk than an evil monk. After feeling dissatisfied, he glanced down casually, and immediately found the target.

But it is a hill more than a hundred feet high, and there are blue birds soaring, white deer holding branches, beautiful flowers and Yao grass, covering the palaces and pavilions, full of inspiration and auspiciousness, if it is not located in the gate of the Yinhun sect, it is really a mountain. An excellent fairyland.

"Shut up!"

As the cold words fell, the roars of ghosts rose and fell one after another in the void, and then there was a mighty wind, and a thought of peace and tranquility descended from the sky, sweeping towards the Baizhang Lingshan.

(End of this chapter)