The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 356 Prajna Dragon Elephant
"Isn't there already one?"

Seeing the burly monk with his darkened face, Feng Qing'an laughed, and pointed at the little Tianlong who was playing with Minglong in Tianchi.

He has now recollected that the Great Monk did not appear sooner or later. He only appeared after he threw down the silver scales and transformed into a heavenly dragon in the Dragon Transformation Pond.

If you really don't want to see such a weak Tianlong born in the world, then when he is thrown down, you can show up and fish it out, but you don't do anything.

If this great monk is really afraid of the agreement with the Dragon Clan, he shouldn't ignore it. It is not an instant thing for a silver scale to transform into a Tianlong. Feng Qing'an stood by the Tianchi and watched for a long time.

"What kind of dragon is this? At least the dragons who have survived two catastrophes must enter Hualongchi before they can be called heavenly dragons."

The great monk reacted violently.The Tianlong, which looks similar to the real dragon, is now regarded as a symbol of the authority of their Buddhism, and the current Buddhism does not need the ostentatious Tianlong.

"Okay, I know what you mean, I will train that little thing into a qualified Tianlong."

Feng Qing'an said with a smile, he had completely understood the great monk's thinking, this thief bald just wanted to add a real mighty dragon to the temple at the price of the polar region.

Let a dragon clan that has survived two catastrophes, and whose realm is comparable to that of human beings, give birth to a body of heavenly dragon scales, how much spiritual energy will be consumed in this Dragon Transformation Pond?
One head's potential is no more than that of a warrior. If you calculate it, it's just the silver scales of a mere little monster. How much energy can be exhausted for such a small thing to turn into the appearance of a dragon?

Compared with the price required to transform into a real Tianlong, it's just a drop in the bucket.

The monk said that he didn't want to break the precept of killing, and let him do it himself. No matter how casual Feng Qing'an was, it was impossible for him to wantonly kill living beings without any enmity or hunger.

"One word from a gentleman is hard to follow. Can you really carry out what you say?"

"You monk, you are really long-winded."

Feng Qing'an was a little impatient. To be honest, he really couldn't imagine that even if he didn't sign a contract with him, but with all the physical characteristics and secret techniques he possessed, he devoted himself to cultivating a creature. where to go
Except for being struck to death by lightning during the crossing tribulation, Feng Qing'an never thought of the second way of death for a creature when he was cultivating it.

"The poor monk is waiting for the good news of the benefactor."

The great monk, who is a supervisor of the first hospital, was not only not annoyed by such a yellow-mouthed child, but smiled all over his face. With such a smile on his rough face, not only did the original majesty disappear, but he looked a little ugly and silly.

Because just as Feng Qing'an guessed, he just let this ostentatious Tianlong be born, and he couldn't stop it from the beginning to the end.

The so-called Dragon Clan agreement does exist, but Dao Ming wants to be this young man who has an extraordinary relationship with the Buddha and cultivate him into a real Tianlong.

It doesn't matter if he can't do it, but the Buddha can definitely do it-who made this Buddha not care about the foundation of their Buddhist temple at all, and he obviously has the ability to enlighten many dragons, but he doesn't do anything.

I have no choice but to do such a trick, Amitabha, sin and sin.

"Have you finished speaking? After finishing speaking, please find a secluded place to meditate!"

Stay cool and stay there!
Feng Qing'an looked at the Minglongjia in Hualongchi, which was absorbing the spirit of the pool. The difference between it and the dragon clan was that it did not have fresh vitality, so it could naturally benefit from it.

"The poor monk won't bother the benefactor to polish his armor."

Monk Fayin retreated, he had no responsibility to guard the place, but if the disciples of the monks came to report, he would intervene. If it could be done, there would be another heavenly dragon in the temple. It's nothing more than Chi lost his writing skills.

"Ah."

The young man responded perfunctorily, without even glancing at the great monk, he just stared at his own armor, because under the cultivation of the Hualong Pond, the Minglong armor was undergoing an extremely intense transformation.

Feng Qing'an could see that the Minglong was similar to a real dragon, but the characteristics of a dragon that could be detected by careful observation were fading. The four-toed claws under its belly had turned into five claws, and the horns on both sides of the dragon's head were gradually fading. It grows and becomes more winding and rugged, the dragon scales cast by the gods shine, and the Taoism is lingering, sacred and extraordinary.

[Fifth Soul Deed: Minglong]

[Race: Psychic Armor]

[Attributes: Spirit, Dragon, Water, Thunder]

[Potential level: Emperor · Medium]

[Battle power level: King · Inferior]

The body of the hundred-foot-long dragon hovered in the pool water, the bright golden scales burst into divine light, and the majestic dragon's majesty seemed substantial, and the air became condensed and rippled.

It's a pity that even playing with Minglong, the weakest little Tianlong will not be affected in any way. Although it is a fake, the most basic Longwei can still be ignored.

hold head high--

The resounding sound of the dragon chant resounded, stirring in the sky, breaking through the five-color mist floating in the sky, and even causing a majestic dragon head as big as a mountain to protrude from the sky.

Dawei Tianlong!

It was the extremely strong creature that Feng Qing'an saw when he came to Tianlong Temple. Although the record sounds embarrassing, it depends on who he is compared with. There is no such thing as a true dragon. was crushed.

At this moment, this terrifying creature looked down at the two golden-scaled dragons churning in the pool. After staring at them for a moment, its eyes soon showed contempt. There is a ray of killing intent brewing.

Even if it was just a ray of killing intent, but without concealment, to Minglong and Xiaotianlong in the water of Hualongchi, it was as terrifying as the sky collapsing and the earth falling apart, everything in front of them became dim and lost its brilliance.

Roar!
Just staring at it brought about an extremely terrifying oppression. Under this oppression, the little silver scale that had just transformed into a heavenly dragon showed a look of fear, and its eyes became timid, and the newly grown dragon scales also froze. They all exploded.

And the reaction of this little Tianlong is completely different, facing the oppression from a higher dragon clan, Minglong's eyes don't have any color of fear, but instead reveal a high-spirited fighting spirit.

"..."

Seeing Minglong's fighting spirit, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and couldn't help being a little speechless, this is a level above, and there is a gap between immortals and mortals, how can we fight?
Even with blessings, Feng Qing'an didn't think that Minglong could do better than this Tianlong. In the face of the gap between immortals and ordinary people, many blessings and increases were meaningless. This was a qualitative gap.

Roar--

The shivering newborn Tianlong satisfied the Dawei Tianlong poking its head from the cloud, that's all. But when it noticed Minglong, its killing intent was not originally aimed at it, but it suddenly became stronger.

As soon as Tianlong, who was stepping on the realm of immortality, got angry, a celestial phenomenon appeared immediately, and countless blood-colored thunderbolts fell from the sky like a wild waterfall, and in just a few breaths, all of Minglong's hundred-foot-long body was submerged.

Just like Heavenly Punishment, the extremely violent Thunder Waterfall only lasted for a moment, and in the next moment, it was completely reversed and merged into the big dragon's mouth, without a single trace remaining.

Yin~
Minglong, who swallowed up all the bloody thunders in the sky, closed his mouth, smacked his lips with some unsatisfactory intentions, then raised his head to the sky, and the Dawei Tianlong, who had clearly shown his angry face, uttered a long moan.

Enough, come again!

In the eyes of Dawei Tianlong, this is undoubtedly a provocative behavior that he didn't take it seriously at all. Just by turning a thought, there will be countless auras matching it, the Buddha's light is mighty, and the thunder is shining.

"When are you going to make trouble?"

At this time, a young man in white raised his feet, and the breeze from the sky gathered and rushed to his feet, allowing him to climb up to the sky step by step, raised his face, and looked directly at the mighty Tianlong who was showing anger.

When Tianlong saw clearly the appearance of the young man standing in front of him, his mind, which was filled with anger because he was offended and saw the birth of an extremely weak Tianlong, calmed down instantly, as if soaked in the true water of Xuanming.

"Buddha!"

Obviously, even a mighty Tianlong who has set foot in the realm of immortality must give enough respect to his elder brother, but this Tianlong quickly realized that after all, Feng Qingan still had a black hair hanging down to his waist. Jade long hair.

"No, no, you are not a disciple of the Buddha. Who are you? What is your relationship with the disciple of the Buddha?"

"Look at me, guess what relationship I have with your Buddha?"

Feng Qing'an smiled and said, he can now confirm that in this Tianlong Temple, he can walk sideways.

"...Is this weak Tianlong and this spirit weapon all yours?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, Tianlong didn't continue to ask, nor did he try to guess, but asked in a very respectful manner.

"It's not mine, is it still yours?"

"Since it is your spiritual pet and armor, please forgive my original offense."

"Well, I think the quality of the dragon scales on your body is good. It must have fallen off a lot during the day. Can you give me a hundred and eighty pieces? I want to refine the armor, but I am short of some materials."

"I happen to have some here, please accept it!"

Even though Feng Qing Anming was pretending to be blackmailing, Tianlong still kept a smile on his face, gritted his teeth, dripping blood, and presented a hundred and eighty golden dragon scales, not many, but not many.

"Not bad."

Seeing many dragon scales that were sent to him, ranging from several feet in size to several feet in size, Feng Qing'an immediately smiled. Although the dragon scales were produced by Tianlong, they are extremely rare, not inferior to some of the lower quality The fairy gold.

However, Feng Qing'an is not proficient in the way of refining weapons. The final destination of these dragon scales is Minglong's belly. Although this little guy is not a living being, he also possesses some characteristics that living beings should have, and has the ability to eat, but he can eat. The things that make it appetizing are too extraordinary for ordinary people to provide.

At least conservatively estimate that if Minglong swallowed all these dragon scales, his spiritual power could at least be promoted to a middle-level king, and if he rushed, he might be a high-level king.

"As long as you are satisfied."

"Well, I'm satisfied. I'm very satisfied. If there are more, I'll be even more satisfied."

Feng Qing'an is making progress, like a glutton who will never be satisfied and has insatiable desires.

"No more, this is already a small scale falling off."

Tianlong looked at Feng Qing'an with a bit of panic in his eyes.Although this young man is similar to the Buddha's son, he is completely different from the Buddha's kindness, which makes people feel friendly, as if the great way of heaven and earth has manifested.

"That's it?"

"..."

Tianlong was silent for a moment, he is the real mighty Tianlong, not a wild snake and loach in the mountain mire, who will not lose scales at every turn, and many of the scales mentioned online just now are pulled out now.

"Forget it, look at how poor you are, don't get in the way here, let's go!"

Feng Qing'an waved his hand impatiently, seeing that Feng Qing'an finally let him go and stopped extorting scales from him, the Heavenly Dragon immediately fled away as if he had received an amnesty, and disappeared without a trace with a flick of its long tail.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of chanting the Buddha's name sounded, Feng Qing'an looked after him, but only saw a shadow, and the great monk also ran away, as if he was frightened by his behavior of blackmailing Tianlong.

As for the two Dharma protectors, they remained motionless from beginning to end, just watching the development of the matter silently, and Feng Qing'an also treated them as if they did not exist.

"Xiaobai, don't just look at it, go into the bubble!"

Feng Qing'an glanced around, and then fell on the six-tusked white elephant that hunched him to this place. The desire in the eyes of this spirit beast was hard to ignore.

hold head high--

White Elephant neighed, and under Feng Qingan's urging voice, instead of moving forward, he took a few steps back.

Desire, but fear!
This is not a pool that it can touch. Whether it is the little Tianlong who is ignorant of matter, or the psychic armor, someone will carry it for them, but it can't.

"Look at how cowardly you are, you stooped all the way to me and didn't dare to go in for a bath, so just drink a few sips of water. If anyone still dares to trouble you, I will call you back."

Feng Qing'an thought about it for a while, but it's not good to go too far, she has already brought Dabai here, and it's really unreasonable to let him sit and watch without giving him something.

hold head high--

Hearing what Feng Qing'an said, the elephant hesitated for a moment, then mustered up courage, walked forward, and finally stood by the pool water, and under Feng Qing'an's encouraging eyes, stuck out its long trunk, cautiously He took a few sips of water.

Pieces of bright golden scales emerged on the white elephant as it swallowed the water from the Hualong Pond, and a unique Buddha charm emerged as the white elephant gave birth to dragon scales.

"Um?!"

Feng Qing'an caught this ray of Buddha's rhyme, and a very special scripture also manifested in his consciousness.

"Dragon Elephant Fumolu"

"..."

Feng Qing'an stared at Longxiang for a while, and finally raised his head to look in the direction he came from. He had the illusion that everything was arranged and controlled by others.

"Identify!"

[Race: Prajna Dragon Elephant]

[Attributes: Dragon, Beast, Spirit, Water]

[Potential Level: Monarch Medium]

[Battle power level: Lord·Superior]

(End of this chapter)