The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

"Don't want to?"

Looking at the golden pheasant that took a step back in front of him, Feng Qingan had a playful smile on his face. Obviously, this was a chicken with its own ideas.

Because the awe-inspiring righteousness left by his eldest brother only enveloped the courtyard. If this chicken wanted to become a monster, all it had to do was fly out of the courtyard. Obviously, it had already had this ability.

But this chicken never left the yard from beginning to end. It kept pretending to be stupid in the yard. It would rather be a chicken that could be slaughtered at any time than leave.

"Then just stay here!"

Feng Qing'an didn't force the chicken to take it out of the yard. Since it had ideals and ambitions, let it stay here. Feng Qing'an was also very curious, and was suppressed by Haoran Qi. The potential of this chicken keeps growing and what will it eventually become.

Even poultry and beasts are not limited to the path of demon transformation. The White Wolf Lord in the mountains follows the path of the spirit and is not subject to the restraint of Haoran's righteousness.

"Black Mountain, let's go!"

Under the cover of heavy snow in the early morning, Feng Qingan took Heishan away from the village, and then rode directly onto Heishan, who had manifested his true form, and headed for the mountains.

This was Feng Qing'an's first time in the mountains, so when Heishan carried Feng Qing'an on his back and stepped into the snow-capped mountain forest, the wind and snow whistling from all directions suddenly stared into the sky.

Then, in Feng Qing'an's surprised eyes, he transformed into an elegant scholar wearing a white shirt. In the hands of this elegant scholar, who still looked outstanding and bohemian even in the harsh environment of wind and snow, he entrusted Holding up a stack of robes.

"Mountain God!"

Unreasonable and unexpected, Feng Qing'an didn't expect that the mountain god would value him so much. He showed up just after he stepped into the mountain. So, he got off the black mountain and walked towards the mountain god.

"Quite an interesting practice method!"

The mountain god looked at Feng Qing'an at this time, looking up and down, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

He could naturally see where Feng Qingan's current posture came from. It was because of the demonic power from Black Mountain that his image changed drastically. It was not unusual to control demonic power with a human body, but Feng Qingan's method was the first. Seen for the first time.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Qing'an asked, whether it was the mountain god's friendly attitude towards him or the existence of the mountain god himself, they were all worthy of his respect.

"How can you walk naked in the dead of winter? Although it's okay, it's not etiquette. These are the clothes I once changed. If you don't mind, I'll give them to you!"

"Thank you, mountain god!"

Feng Qing'an was naturally not ignorant, so he thanked her quickly, and then took the clothes from the elegant scholar in front of him with both hands. Just the touch of the clothes made Feng Qing'an know that this set of clothes was extraordinary.

"No need to thank you, as long as you don't mind!"

The stagnant wind and snow howled, and when Feng Qingan looked up, there was nowhere to see the figure of the elegant scholar from Baishan. It seemed that the moment he gave away the clothes, he had blended into the wind and snow, turning into flying snow dotting the mountains and rivers.

"This dress..."

Feng Qingan reached out to touch the white clothes with faint cyan light patterns. The soft and tough texture was not what silk fabric should have at all, and the cyan light patterns were clearly the lines of neatly arranged scales.

Change of clothes!

Feng Qing'an twitched the corner of his mouth, and without hesitation, he put this set of clothes on his body. People said they were old clothes, so he told him not to dislike them. They were just polite words. Any one of these clothes would be worth a million dollars. things.

Not long after, Feng Qing'an put on this set of soft clothes. Through Heishan's eyes, Feng Qing'an could see a handsome and elegant young man in white, but he could not hide his wild temperament.

"As expected of me!"

Feng Qing'an is quite satisfied with his current appearance. The wildness is the influence of the demon power, which is inevitable, but he doesn't mind.

"Black Mountain, let's go!"

Putting on his new clothes, Feng Qing'an turned over and rode up the Black Mountain, running all the way and directly entering the valley with hot springs.

Although there is snow falling here, there is no snow on the ground, because there is a lingering warmth, and you can even see the steam steaming, and the vegetation is not decaying.

When Heishan came in from outside the valley, the wolves that had spent the winter in the valley immediately surrounded them from all directions. The first leader was a giant wolf as big as an ox, with eyes like burning will-o'-the-wisps, followed by two more. More than ten wolf monsters.

Feng Qing'an had seen such a scene countless times through Heishan's eyes, but now it was the first time he faced it in person. However, Feng Qing'an was not afraid now, and instead took the initiative to go to the ground.

Seeing Feng Qing'an, a strange creature, breaking into their territory, most of the wolves looked at him in awe and curiosity, because they felt the aura of the Wolf King.

But those wolves that have turned into demons, especially the ghost-eyed wolves who are also at the warrior level, are filled with sincere fear and complete awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Because they not only felt the aura of the Wolf King, but also a more lofty and terrifying intimidation, as if they were facing the endless towering mountains.

But fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment, but even so, when Feng Qingan stretched out his hand and kneaded the demon wolf in the mountain like a domestic dog, not a single wolf demon dared to move, allowing Feng Qingan to play with it as he pleased.

"It's boring!"

Looking at these ridiculously well-behaved wolf monsters in front of him, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He was ready to conquer these guys with force.

However, when Feng Qing'an returned all the demon power in his body to Black Mountain, all the wolf demons still shrank like quails. Seeing these guys like this, Feng Qing'an felt that he should give the ghost-eyed wolf in front of him a hard blow. This guy can't I must dare to fight back.

It is worth mentioning that UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.net When Feng Qingan returned to his demonic power and his body shrank, the clothes on his body did not fall down. Instead, they changed with his body shape and maintained a fitting size.

"The mountain god is so interesting!"

Feng Qing'an knew exactly what the so-called old clothes sent by the mountain god meant.

Even without the protection of Black Mountain and without using its demonic power, Feng Qing'an knew that he could travel unhindered in this mountain, and no one would come to him to find trouble.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you!"

Feng Qingan whispered to himself, others' kindness is acceptable, but it should not be taken for granted.

"Heishan, you guy, what's your expression?"

After Feng Qing'an checked the wolves, he turned around and found that Heishan had a jealous look on his face and was squatting there unhappily, making Feng Qing'an dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and gave it a slap. This time, even those ordinary wolves knew the status of this strange person in front of him.

This made Feng Qing'an perform the "Spirit Drawing and Blood Refining Technique" among the wolves, and every wolf under his control became very obedient and docile, just like Montenegro back then.

Naturally, what the wolf demon enjoyed was the "Spirit Gathering and Bone Tempering Technique". After reaping the benefits under Feng Qingan's hands, Feng Qingan naturally replaced Heishan and became the most popular among the wolves in just half a day. exist.

Heishan naturally didn't mind this at all, and even felt quite excited when he carried Feng Qing'an home.

However, when a man and a wolf approached the village, they ran into a team of knights with flags flying and solemnity.

However, Feng Qingan had sharp eyes, and at a glance he saw the carriage surrounded by knights, which looked familiar. In the wind and snow, the big word "wind" on the waving flag is even more obvious.