The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 230 Living in the Netherworld

"Repeat harvesting? So that's what you had in mind!"

Feng Qing'an finally understood what Tianlong Monk Yinghai was in Donghuang's eyes.

This monk's strength is not worth mentioning in Donghuang's eyes, but the important treasures held by the other party can be seen by him. Therefore, the so-called great luck can be harvested repeatedly by grabbing treasures?

"This monk will come here soon with a valuable treasure that is not weaker than the golden pillar to seek revenge on me!"

Donghuang seemed to be proficient in the art of divination. He had an extremely indifferent face most of the time. At this moment, he looked at Feng Qingan with a bit of a smile.

"Do you believe it or not?"

"Have you ever met someone like this?"

Seeing Dong Huang's expression, Feng Qing'an still didn't understand. If he hadn't encountered anything similar, how could he have figured out how to deal with Tianlong Monk Yinghai in such a short period of time, and even anticipated the next harvest? .

"good."

Donghuang confirmed Feng Qing'an's thoughts, and what he said next was basically in line with Feng Qing'an's guess.

"It seems that people with great luck are born with a vision from heaven. No matter what they do, their dreams come true. Once they meet people of the same generation, they often become their stepping stones and find it difficult to achieve anything! "

"But Yinghai is not a Buddhist."

Feng Qingan reminded that if described in this way, Yinghai should be a Buddhist disciple of Tianlong Temple, not the nameless monk he claims to be.

"He lost the battle with his senior brother to become a Buddhist disciple, which he himself admitted."

"This just shows that he has great luck, and this golden building is a clear proof. However, the current Buddhist disciple of Tianlong Temple should have more prosperous luck."

Donghuang thought for a moment and then responded to Feng Qingan's confusion.

"So, according to your opinion, doesn't it mean that only those with great luck can be the disciples of Buddhism or Taoism?"

Feng Qingan frowned slightly.

"Fate is determined by heaven, but luck can be determined by yourself!"

Donghuang looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be confused.

"In this world, since ancient times, no one's luck is constant. Luck can be captured and transferred. Even the evil star can also be infused with purple energy!"

The leader of Youhuang Kingdom opened his palms and spread them in front of the young man. The golden pillars with pearls hanging on the four sides were shining with dazzling light.

"This golden banner represents part of the monk's luck just now. If I take it away, it means that he is missing part of it. If you get it, you will gain part of his luck."

"I see!"

Hearing Donghuang's words, Feng Qingan was completely awakened.

"Those Buddhists and Taoists did not sit in this position because they have great luck, but they have great luck after sitting in this position!"

"If the position related to the inheritance of lifeline is determined based on the amount of luck, then everyone can just practice Wangqi Technique. Why should we practice Tao and seek truth?"

Donghuang chuckled.

"Then this Heavenly Dragon Monk is a person born with great luck?"

"Half and half, this monk was born with good luck, but the luck he has now is not all born. He has also practiced it himself. Unfortunately, it has been taken away once by others!"

The Lord of Youhuang Kingdom sighed softly, seeming to have some regrets.

"oh!"

Feng Qingan nodded slightly, finally understanding.

Yinghai should have been born with a good starting point and worked hard the day after tomorrow, but his magical power was not as good as Tianshu, and his senior brother still tortured him completely. Now he fell down for the second time at the hands of Donghuang.

"By the way, Donghuang, have you practiced the gazing technique?"

"Know a thing or two."

"That……"

"The way of luck, from my point of view, there is no need to worry about it, just practice it with peace of mind. If you have the power to level the world, all the luck between heaven and earth will return to you. This is not cultivating Wang Qi. Something that can be done with magic.”

"Thank you very much for your advice, Your Majesty. I will teach you now!"

Feng Qingan bowed to Donghuang in a decent manner, but it made the Lord of Youhuang laugh out loud.

"If you really learned my lesson, you should reward me well. It seems that there is no need for such false courtesy!"

As he spoke, all the Yin Qi of the Buddha's light dissipated, and Donghuang, who had already controlled the Seven Treasures Golden Pillar, pulled away from the Dharma Domain. Even after years of erosion, there was still a unique spirit of the Tyrant Dragon Turtle appearing in front of him.

"I will definitely not disappoint the king."

Feng Qingan put all the distracting thoughts behind and took a few steps forward. But when he hugged Donghuang, he suddenly remembered something and looked into the darkness around him.

"By the way, no one is prying around here, right?"

Feng Qing'an felt that his thoughts were relatively conservative. He couldn't accept being watched by others for a while, and he probably wouldn't be able to accept it for a long time in the future.

"You are alone, what are you still worried about?"

Donghuang chuckled, lowered his head, and the king gently narrowed his eyes at the feeling he had not experienced for a long time. A look of satisfaction appeared on his exquisite facial features carved from flawless jade.

"Um?"

Feng Qing'an, who came into contact with Donghuang after the tribulation for the first time, immediately noticed something was wrong and widened his eyes slightly. However, in this situation, there was no room for him to speak.

When the moon passed through the sky and the stars were hidden behind the clouds and mists, the Lord of Youhuang, who was still unfinished, released the young man. Feng Qing'an, who had already tasted different things, asked,

"Your physique?"

"Taste the change?"

Donghuang, who felt that the mysterious source in his body was being further filled and completed, revealed a charming look on his usually indifferent face, which left Feng Qing'an stunned for a moment.

"If I can't even notice this, then how slow do I have to be?"

Feng Qingan smiled helplessly.

Although the Donghuang in front of him seemed to be the same as in the past, except that his strength was at a higher level, in fact, after contacting him, Feng Qingan was sure that the leader of Youhuang Kingdom had a deeper foundation than before. of transformation.

The original Donghuang was an innate Yin spirit worthy of the name. Although her body was cold to the bone, she didn't have any of the characteristics that a living being in the Yang world should have. If she hadn't contracted with the Blazing Sun Tree, Feng Qing'an wouldn't have been able to have any intimacy with her. move.

This is also why Donghuang found the Blazing Sun Flower for him in the first place. The separation between Yin and Yang is really not just talk. If you don't have special magical powers or physical constitution, rashly contacting the ghosts of Yin and Darkness will seriously damage your life span and shorten your life. Loss of vitality.

Now, although the appraisal still determined it to be an innate Yin spirit, after Feng Qingan came into contact with it, it was basically confirmed that she was getting rid of the shackles of her innate spirit.

Donghuang's body no longer had the original coldness, but had a bit more warmth. Although it was not as good as human beings, the change from yin to yang had already occurred.

If Donghuang continues on her current path, maybe she will transform from an innate Yin spirit into an innate Yang spirit. Once the transformation from extreme yin to extreme yang is completed, Donghuang may be able to reach a realm that was unimaginable in her previous life, and become a god.

Feng Qing'an, who has read many Taoist scriptures, is no longer the ignorant young man who was ignorant about spiritual practice.

He also knows what pure Yang means in Taoism. As an innate Yin spirit, if he can reach the realm of pure Yang, everything will change.

However, this road is destined to be difficult, as evidenced by the Netherworld Heavenly Tribulation, which is far more terrifying than the human world.

"makes sense."

Donghuang nodded slightly, agreeing with Feng Qing'an's statement. Then she leaned down and came close to Feng Qing'an's ear. With a warm breath, she hit Feng Qing'an's ear.

"However, after I survived the catastrophe, I changed more than that. Do you want to know more about it?"

"It's what you wish for!"

The young man naturally had no hesitation, and stretched out his hands, ready to pick up the king in front of him by the waist. However, before he could hug him, he felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person was already lying on Donghuang's chest.

"What are you doing?"

"It's as you wish!"

"Put me down!"

Gugu~

Gugu~

When the morning sun fell outside the window into the room, the boy woke up to the chirping of three fire sparrows with bright red feathers that were as bright as flames. However, when he saw the flag thrown on his chest, it looked like a flag but not a flag. In the small golden building of the canopy, with a bit of unfinished expression on his face, a bit of shame,

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qing'an grabbed the golden pillar with all the precious golden light restrained, and looked at the Lord of Youhuang, who was stretching his figure facing the rising sun. After getting up from his bed early in the morning, he took such a treasure with his backhand. Throw it into his hands, what do you think he is?

Although he knew that the other party did not mean this, this subtle sense of familiarity made him very concerned.

"I'm giving it to you. I wiped away all the traces on this golden banner last night. Even you can refine it and use it. This is a rare treasure that can protect you and protect your life!"

Seeing that Feng Qingan seemed to be a little disgusted, Donghuang began to tell the story.

If she didn't think this treasure was good, why would she go to all the trouble to get it?

"This golden building belongs to the Heavenly Dragon Monk. If you leave it to me, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

When Feng Qing'an briefly understood the efficacy of this Buddhist treasure, he was a little moved, but he also remembered clearly that this was not a weed on the roadside and anyone could take it.

This was forcibly taken away by Donghuang. He took it out and used it without thinking that it would definitely cause trouble. This treasure is now famous among the Jin Dynasty.

"If you get into trouble, just call me. This golden pillar is much better than the dragon armor I gave you!"

Donghuang said calmly.

Although the glory she had in her previous life has faded and disappeared, now she is not someone who can bully anyone. She can still control a mere Buddhist temple.

Yin~

Upon hearing Donghuang's words, a small golden dragon's head poked out of the window and let out a cry of grievance. Feng Qingan looked up and waved to him.

"Minglong, come!"

When he and Donghuang got on the bed last night, he didn't forget to throw out all the things that were in the way. Naturally, this also included the Minglong that was wrapped around him.

Yin~

Seeing Feng Qing'an's call, the aggrieved little golden dragon, which had been waiting outside the yard for most of the night, immediately exhaled a few wisps of cloud energy, shook its head and rushed towards Feng Qing'an, but before it could rush into Feng Qing'an's arms, Caught by a palm with long and powerful fingers.

"I didn't expect that a piece of dragon armor that was just a random gift to you would turn out to be like this!"

After holding the little golden-scaled dragon in his hand and playing with it for a moment, Donghuang let go of his hand, his words full of praise.

She really didn't expect that the armor that was specially refined for Feng Qing'an back then would actually look like a living thing. Compared with the real dragon species, it just lacked the flesh and blood and the majestic strength. It's just blood, but it's nothing.

"It's just a coincidence. This little guy works hard himself."

Feng Qing'an was naturally very satisfied with Minglong. Who in this world could refuse a piece of armor that would take the initiative to practice and hone its skills?

"Is it?"

After hearing Feng Qingan's words, Donghuang stretched out his palm again. He took Minglong back, who had just jumped into his arms, and looked at it carefully for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

She also heard Feng Qing'an mention a few things about the abnormality of this dragon armor. She was not surprised that the armor, which was originally just a physical piece of armor, was endowed with spirituality by Feng Qing'an and transformed into a living thing. It is better to say that this is normal, but it is a bit strange to be so diligent and studious.

"I may know why this little guy is so abnormal."

"Huh? What's the reason?"

"It has dragon clan inheritance, but its inheritance is basically incomplete and useless. Perhaps because of this reason, it instinctively thirsts for knowledge and wants to complete those inheritances."

"Is that so?"

After hearing the explanation given by Donghuang, Feng Qingan nodded unconsciously. In this case, it can also explain why the Tongming Dragon is so incomplete. At the moment of birth, this little guy realized that he was incomplete. .

"If you just ask for these things, it would be a very easy solution. The most important things I don't need now are Dao Zang and Buddhist scriptures."

"Well, you can show it, but you'd better let it read Tao Zang first, and then let it come into contact with Buddhist scriptures."

"I know."

Feng Qing'an knew that nine out of ten Buddhist scriptures contained pitfalls. If a normal monk was unprepared and rashly approached them, he would convert to Buddhism after learning.

"You take some first and let me take a look."

"good."

Feng Qing'an readily agreed and took out a stack of scriptures with a wave of his hand, which he always carried with him. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"What do you think about becoming a disciple now?"

Donghuang took a scroll of scriptures and asked casually.

"What do you think? The real people who want to accept me as a disciple are not as good as you. After you read these Taoist scriptures, can I just follow you and learn from them? You don't have to follow the rules and regulations, so you can be more relaxed and free."

Feng Qing'an's idea was very good. With a guide, there was no need to enter the mountain gate again. The world is so big, where can't you go?

"I can't stay in the world for a long time and teach you how to practice."

Donghuang shook his head. No matter how special her heels were, it was already quite good to be able to travel to and from the human world, but she couldn't stay in the human world for a long time.

"You can't live in the human world for a long time, but I can live in the netherworld for a long time!"

Feng Qingan blurted out without thinking.

I don’t know if anyone will be dissatisfied with the fact that this monk is not dead. Anyway, he has become like a leek. He is beaten and then harvested. At the same time, he also has the function of connecting the plot. In my outline arrangement, this is , he cannot die now. If he wants to die, he must lure out his Buddhist disciple brother before he dies.