The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 376
Looking at the radiant young man between his brows, the old feather man sighed softly, but he didn't know how to persuade him, after all he couldn't even guess the origin and roots of the other party, let alone understand, how to persuade him?Talking too much is just adding to the laughing stock.

"My lord, please come this way!"

The old feathered man turned slightly sideways, as if to guide Feng Qing'an, Feng Qing'an did not show any timidity, and after letting go of the kun group, he walked towards the old feathered man with the breeze gathering at his feet.

"Then trouble the old man."

Feng Qing'an flew to the old Yuren and turned a blind eye to the few Yuren around him who could be compared to the human race's Dongxuan Immortals. As for the king-level ones, he didn't even bother to look at them. He just looked at the old Yuren. , laughed.

"Your honor is such a status, it should be accompanied by an old man."

After Feng Qing'an approached, the old feather man became even more confused about Feng Qing'an's origin, because he didn't feel any Buddhist or even Confucian cultivator's breath in Feng Qing'an, but he did He could feel that the boy in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

With every gesture, the aura of heaven and earth whizzed towards him, and when his feet fell, wind turned into steps, lifting him up to the sky.

"Senior, are you worried about me?"

Feng Qing'an said with a smile, at this moment, he seems to be alone, but in fact, he can call out many royal beasts living in the cave with just one thought. The shock and surprise can still be done.

"Your Majesty, would you like to visit our Qiongyu Clan first?"

The old Yuren didn't answer Feng Qingan's questions, but directly asked Feng Qingan where he wanted to see first.

Avoiding answering has already explained a lot. There is no need to ask such questions. It is certain to be worried. Who dares to rest assured in such a battle?
"I'm curious, how does this city stand in the sky, can I enter the city and have a look?"

Feng Qing'an's eyes naturally fell on the city in the clouds surrounded by many floating islands. Anyone who saw such a conspicuous man-made object would be a little curious, and he was no exception.

"Naturally."

The old feather man didn't refuse either, and with a wave of his hand, endless white light emerged from the void, and finally turned into a magnanimous avenue leading to the city among the clouds, falling at Feng Qing'an's feet.

"The old man is really amazing!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but admire him. To be honest, he couldn't understand this move or how it was done, but it didn't matter, the old feather man most likely couldn't see through him either.

Feng Qing'an, who has already familiarized himself with the Buddhist scriptures of Tianlong Temple, does not know how to define his own existence. No matter how he looks at it, he has already surpassed the cognition of ordinary people and even the world of practice.

"It's just some small tricks, your honor should not be laughed at."

The old feathered man smiled, and then took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared at the entrance of the City of Clouds. Seeing this, Feng Qing'an also took a step, and appeared beside him like the old feathered man.

"It's so close to the end of the world, with such magical powers, but the means are used to cover such a distance. It's a pity. It's really a waste."

Looking up at the majestic and majestic city in front of him, Feng Qing'an sighed.

He came to think about it, the sky-reaching avenue formed by that ray of white light just now can actually be used as a magical means to travel across continents. A thousand miles away can be turned into one step, and it only takes hundreds of steps to travel across continents
Of course, the premise is that there is magic power that can support such magical powers. The average human immortal can only take a few steps before being exhausted, but in front of him, this old feather man is obviously not one of them.

Feng Qing'an reckoned that if he was full of blood, he might still have a chance to reach the realm of the Earth Immortal. Of course, the chances are quite slim. None.

Being able to become an Earth Immortal, even the human race with the shortest lifespan, is not just a matter of doubling the lifespan of a thousand five hundred, it's as simple as that.

The Blessed Land is a place to eliminate disasters. If you have a Blessed Land, there are many ways to extend your life and avoid catastrophes. If you are careful, you can live for thousands of years.

Of course, if the Earth Immortal can reach the point where the lifespan exceeds [-] years, then the daily life will be comparable to that of the Xuanwu Spirit Turtles.

"Once you have cultivated your magical power, you will use it. There is no need to regret it, let alone waste it."

"The old man is right!"

Feng Qing'an laughed, strode into the cloud city in front of him, and the lazy cat beside him also stood up on his shoulders, with a pair of red-gold vertical pupils twirling around, looking at the strange people around him. everything.

"Your honor."

The shark king, whose body was covered with golden scales and whose figure was lithe, turned into a golden rainbow and hurriedly landed next to Feng Qingan, not daring to leave his side.

Feng Qingan acted as if no one was around, as if returning to his own home, leisurely, looking left and right, but unlike Feng Qingan, this merman king could feel the pressure from all directions, especially from the old Yuren king. Secretly malicious.

After all, the moment they saw the Shark King appear, as long as they were not stupid and had no shortcomings, Yuren would be able to realize who it was that led this group of kuns here.

Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that these feathered people have good looks towards the Yuren King. The Yuren King even knows that the reason why the Yuren King didn't kill him was not because he had an old relationship with his descendants, but Because of the scruples about the origin and identity of the current venerable, he dared not do anything.

"What? Is there any discomfort? If you feel uncomfortable, you can go to the cave to rest."

Feng Qing'an turned his head and glanced casually, and realized that the expression on the shark king's face was not quite right. He stretched out his hand and lightly swiped, and there was a spiritual light rippling in his fingertips.

There were ripples in the void, and finally shattered, forming a portal, and on one side of the portal, there was a magnificent scene of a fairyland cave, where the auspicious energy was transpiring, and the divine rainbow hung in the sky.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy."

Seeing the portal of the cave opened in front of his eyes, the Merman King didn't care about his weak posture at this moment, and after hastily thanking him, he got into the portal and disappeared.

She no longer wanted to bear the gaze of the old feathered man. Previously, she only felt that it was unfathomable. But now, after standing on the opposite side, she realized that her original feeling was not wrong, and she had underestimated it.

"Cave!"

Behind Feng Qing'an, watching his back, most of the old feathered people who were paying attention to the demon white tiger saw Feng Qing'an's casual move, and immediately stood still.

At this moment, all his attention was attracted by the fairyland scene on the other side of the Dongtian portal, and he stared blankly, with a trance look in his eyes, as if he was in a dream.

Heaven and earth!

He is no exception to the dreams of many practitioners, but now he doesn't even have the thought of opening up a blessed land, but he sees a cave that only immortals are qualified to control.

"What? The old man is interested in my cave? Could it be that he hasn't seen it yet?"

As if sensing the old featherman's gaze, Feng Qing'an turned slightly to the side, and asked with a smile. The smile was amiable, and he really looked like a well-educated noble son.

"I'm not afraid of your lord's jokes. I have been in the past for three thousand years, and I have only been lucky enough to see a few blessed places, but I have never glimpsed the scene of the cave."

The old feather man heaved a long sigh, but he never expected that today he would see a hole in the evil guest who came to the door, so the identity of the other party was ready to be revealed.

No wonder the other party dared to be so ostentatious, and boarded their Qiongyu Clan's land without even taking any protection.

"What's so ridiculous? It's just a view of the cave. If the old man is curious, you can go in and take a look."

Feng Qing'an was quite open-minded, but his smile was like a weasel about to catch a chicken.

After entering the cave, not to mention human immortals, even earth immortals have to be flattened and rounded by him. The power of the cave spirit is closely related to the state of the cave. Now that it has swallowed the nine spirits of a broken Phoenix clan cave, it has reached reached its peak since its birth.

[Race: Spirit of the Cave]

[Attributes: God, Demon, Heaven]

[Potential Level: Immortal Medium]

[Combat power level: Dominator·Inferior]

This guy Jiuling has become the one with the highest combat power under his hands, but unfortunately, his combat power can only be displayed within the cave. As for outside the cave, this guy has no sense of existence at all.

However, the problem is not too big, just like the current situation, as long as he can deceive the feathered man Wang Yi into the cave.

No matter how high he has cultivated in the Xuandong Realm, if he enters the Cave Heaven, he is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, no different from ordinary immortals.

"Can old people go in too?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, a blush appeared on the old feathered man's ditch-ridden face, and he seemed a little excited.

If you have never experienced it, you cannot understand it. Feng Qingan has not suffered from being trapped by realm barriers, nor has he experienced the difficulty of obtaining opportunities and cultivating magical powers. Naturally, he cannot understand Lao Yuren.

"Naturally, my cave portal is not an invisible illusion."

It was really interesting to see this old Yu man. Feng Qingan stretched out his hand and held up the cave door that was supposed to be closed slowly.

"If the old man wants to go in, just go."

"Thank you for your success!"

The old feathered man was also unambiguous at all, cupped his hands, and really walked towards the cave gate opened by Feng Qing'an, seeing this scene, several of the many feathered people who followed him shouted anxiously.

This Dongtian portal seems to be full of mysteries and contains infinite beauty, but who knows what is going on behind this portal?Their Qiongyu clan absolutely cannot accept the loss of this old king.

"Don't worry, this is the real cave, and it is a unique opportunity for us. If you are interested, you can watch it with me."

The old Yuren walked to the gate of the cave, turned his head and smiled, not only that, he even invited those Yuren who are quite strong and the mainstay of the ethnic group to go in with him.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an almost wondered if this old feathered man had been hired by himself, and cooperated with him internally and externally to wipe out this group of Qiongyu people.

"The old man is so relieved of me? Are you afraid that after entering the cave, I will use the power of the cave to do something wrong to you?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't bear it anymore, because he saw that some feathered people really moved, and wanted to have a glimpse of the cave.

Although this was what he expected, when it actually happened, Feng Qingan was a little unsure. After all, it went too smoothly.

"When you hear the Tao, you can die at night!"

The old feathered man looked calm and replied calmly.

"My time is approaching, and I have no regrets to be able to see the real image of the cave before I leave."

"Senior is really free and easy."

Feng Qing applauded with a comforting hand.

"An old thing with half of its body in the loess, just a little nagging, don't be disgusted by your honor."

"Hahaha, if the old man is really polite, he should go in earlier. I'm tired of holding on here."

Feng Qing'an laughed.

"Then please be merciful, Your Majesty."

The old feathered man smiled, and stepped out with a single step. An infinite flow of light appeared under his feet, intertwined into a road, and rushed straight into the cave.

"Good to say."

Feng Qing'an squinted his eyes, watching the figure of the old mermaid disappear into his cave.

Of course, he is only invisible to his eyes. In fact, in his perception, he can clearly feel that there is a majestic and vast aura like a falling sun in the cave under his control. After a person entered the cave, he actually tried to shake the entire cave world by himself.

"Jiuling, teach this old bird man a little lesson, but don't go too far, take a few more breaths, I don't want him to fall into my cave."

Although he has not yet truly taken over Dongtian, Feng Qingan already regards Dongtian as his own.

And Jiu Ling also has this cognition, even if the realm has climbed to a new level, but facing him is still respectful and honest
"Okay, sir, I will serve this old bird man obediently. I will make sure he only has two or three breaths left."

Jiu Ling vowed, and his energetic voice sounded.

"It's almost enough, don't go too far."

Feng Qing'an warned, and immediately cast his eyes on those many feathered people who were watching him with extremely vigilant eyes.

"Fellow daoists, it will probably take a few days for the king to come out of my cave for a visit. I don't know if any of you are willing to take me for a walk in this city during these days. Of course , I can walk around in this city at will.”

The young man's tone was kind, as if he was asking for advice, but at this moment, in the eyes of many feathered people, he became more terrifying than the demon king who destroyed the world. How dare he be left alone in the core hinterland of this ethnic group if he was facing a powerful enemy? Wandering around.

"If you don't dislike me, I am willing to show you the way!"

A melodious female voice sounded like an oriole out of the valley.

(End of this chapter)