The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 151 Why do you compete with me for favor?

"I don't know how the young master can guarantee it?"

Judge Wen asked with a puzzled expression, in his eyes, the young man in front of him was nothing more than an ordinary man, how could he restrain the tyrannical monsters that were about to cause chaos at both ends.

"Naturally with the sword in your hand!"

Feng Qing'an replied calmly, he reached out and stroked his waist, and a shiny snow-white long sword appeared in his hand, it was the sword bestowed by the mountain god, Qingshen.

"Young Master Feng!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an take out a sword out of thin air, Wen Juan's expression changed immediately, and he immediately realized that the young man in front of him was not the ordinary person he had seen, but he hadn't been able to see through it, and he just missed it.

It was also at this moment that Wen Pan felt an unprecedented dangerous aura. This danger did not come from the two wolves beside the boy, but from the boy himself who had been ignored by him all the time.

That's right, let's think back to his elder brother's outstanding achievements in the past few years. Apart from other things, in the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty, those Shanshui righteous gods who only accepted canonization and ignored orders in the past have not known how much they have been honest and peaceful in the past few years. .

How can it be ordinary to be brothers with such a person?However, this also overturned the guesses of all the ghosts and gods. If that one is the reincarnation of a heavenly being, it is normal for his blood relatives to be mediocre, but this young man also has extraordinary abilities, so what is going on?

It would be fine if they were born together, but the two brothers are clearly separated by several years, two consecutive reincarnations of heaven and man?Both fall into the same family, what kind of merits and virtues did the parents of the two have cultivated to have such a blessing?
"Master Wen Judgment!"

Feng Qing'an's pupils have turned red at this moment, he has mobilized the power of the Blazing Sun Tree, at this moment, even if he just looks at the changes in his appearance, he can tell that he is extraordinary.

"Young Master Feng, it's not because I'm pestering you, it's because of my duty!"

Seeing the young man with a vision manifested on his body, Judge Wen stared at him for a while, then cupped his hands,

"So, please give me a sword!"

"Um?!"

Hearing this kind of request, Feng Qing'an's expression was inexplicable. It was the first time he heard such a strange request when he grew up, and asked him to cut himself politely.

"you sure?"

"I am convinced!"

Judge Wen swears, and he is ashamed to say that even though this young master showed his strength, he still couldn't see the strength or weakness, something covered his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to let this young master remove the hidden treasure on his body. Such a request is clearly an enmity with others, so he can only let this young master slash himself with a sword.

As long as he receives a sword, he will naturally have a sense of what level the young master's strength is, and whether he has the ability to suppress the two demons.

As for whether he could bear a sword, he didn't think about it at all. Just kidding, where is he now, but in Jiangyang Fucheng, the divine power is at its peak, as long as it is a monster with a long brain, it will not fight ghosts and gods in the city.

"Is that so!"

When the other party made such a request, Feng Qing'an Yipin knew his intentions, and he still wanted to weigh his weight.

"Identify!"

[Race: Incense God]

[Attribute: god, ghost]

[Potential Level: Lord Medium]

[Battle power level: Lord Medium]

Taking a glance, Feng Qing'an knew in his heart that he was at the same level as the White Wolf Lord. Since that was the case, there was nothing to worry about. With the Qingshen Sword in hand, he drew the sword out of its sheath, swung the snow-white long sword down, and Yan Long With a long groan of sword energy, he pounced on Judge Wen whose expression changed drastically.

Originating from the netherworld, the flaming yang energy produced in the extreme yin caused the surrounding ghosts and gods to exclaim in alarm, even the ghosts who were not targeted by Feng Qingan screamed in pain, and subconsciously pulled away from the ghosts. The sword energy that Feng Qingan wields is far away.

"How is this power possible?"

As for Judge Wen who faced Feng Qing'an directly, his face turned pale with shock. He never expected that the power Feng Qing'an wielded was so masculine in nature.

If it was other powers, it would be fine. With the blessing of the incense and fire divine power he obtained in the city, even the big monsters, he could fight with them, maybe even capture them alive.

However, Wen Judgment, who is blessed by incense as a ghost and god, is essentially restrained by the power of Yanyang, which is completely different from the great demon White Wolf Lord. The scorching heat and the restraint of this power against ghosts.

It was just a sword, but the body was solid, and the body of the god was even more so. The body of the civil judge, who was several feet high, suddenly became illusory, and the tyrannical aura fell instantly.

"Master Feng..."

Judge Wen felt remorse in his heart at this moment, and even more so, he wanted to burst out.

Such restraint of the power of the Yin spirits, but he didn't tell him earlier, did he think highly of him as a civil judge, or was he dissatisfied with his behavior of visiting the door without warning?
Such a scene, at this moment, made the accompanying officials and ghost messengers look dumbfounded, their expressions were full of panic, and those with a little less temper even began to tremble.

With their nature, it's hard not to be afraid of Feng Qing'an's power, after all, the Yang Yan power he possessed at this moment was born in the nether world.

When it comes to the extreme power of this power and the restraint against ghosts, even the power of the sun in the world may not be much better than this power, or even slightly inferior.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Seeing the ghosts and gods whose bodies were so illusory that they seemed to be blown away by the wind, Feng Qing'an was also taken aback, and put his sword back into its sheath. This was the first time he had seen the restraint of the power of Yang Yan on Yin spirits.

As an innate yin spirit, Nan Ge just hates this power and doesn't like to get close to it. As for Donghuang, that's not to mention. If it wasn't for the lack of innate origin, Feng Qing'an felt that she had already transformed from a yin spirit body to a yang spirit .

And before he left, he had a hearty exchange with the big demon Lord White Wolf. The big demon didn't take the flame dragon sword energy he exhibited seriously at all, and swallowed them all. Burnt rolls.

As a result of this exchange, when Feng Qing'an saw that Wen Juan's combat power rating was consistent with that of the White Wolf Lord, he also had a misjudgment.

Just cut a sword, no problem!
Who knew that with a single strike, Judge Wen was almost cut off. This attribute of restraint has reached such a level.

"I'm fine!"

Seeing the genuine concern on the face of the young man in front of him, Judge Wen held his breath in his heart and could only force a smile, pretending not to care.
"It's just consuming some divine power, nothing!"

In the case of being defenseless, being so severely injured, it's fine if you can't say anything. As the majesty of ghosts and gods, if you can retain a little bit, that's all.

Feng Qing'an just quietly watched the figure of this majestic ghost slowly shrinking, and the god's body gradually stared at it, as if invisible, and asked aloud,

"Master Wenjuan, my strength should be in your eyes, right?!"

"Young master's strength, I've seen it before, so it's natural to check and balance these two monsters."

Wen Pan glanced at the two monsters beside the young man, Yibai and Yihei, who were already squatting and lying on the ground watching the excitement, and felt even more depressed.

But since this young master has proven his strength, he has nothing to say.

If the master is weak and the demon is strong, then as a ghost, he must intervene, because the person who raises the demon in name is very likely to be a puppet bewitched and controlled by the monster, and such a monster will inevitably cause disaster.

But in the case of the person in front of him, it is only necessary to send ghosts and gods in the surrounding blocks to take care of him for a period of time, and basically there will be no major problems.

"Then they..."

Feng Qing'an looked at the two spirit dogs at his feet.

No matter how much he looks like a wolf, since he follows him and enters the city, he is a dog.

"Young masters can be taken with you and raised in the city, but you must not let them disturb the common people."

Judge Wen exhorted.It is a sin to disturb ordinary people's reproduction and prosperity.

"I know this matter, and I must obey it."

Of course, Feng Qing'an would not be someone who would torment the common people, this request seemed reasonable to him.

"I'm going to resign, I'm rushing to visit tonight, I'm bothering you so much, please return my son Haihan!"

"There are ghosts and gods like Mr. Wenpan who care about the people in this city. Only this can make people feel at ease!"

"Young master is rude."

The ghosts and gods retreated, and an invisible curtain was torn down from the sky above Feng Qing'an's house, and Feng Qing'an observed the changes, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The courtyard he was in just now was temporarily isolated from the outside world, and what happened in it could not be seen by ordinary mortals at all, otherwise the whole city would be alarmed by that sword energy alone.

"It's really wonderful!"

Although the ghosts and gods were severely restrained by his power, Feng Qing'an was still amazed by the subtlety of the power they mastered. He couldn't support this level of law, let alone hide his figure in front of mortals.

This is also a problem that bothers Feng Qing'an now. No matter what kind of power he can control now, it is not considered weak, but it is the simplest and most rude way to use it.

It's not that he hasn't thought about finding someone for advice, so the first choice is naturally Donghuang, after all, he can communicate at any time.

But after asking for advice several times, Feng Qing'an discovered that Dong Huang's strength is really strong and his talent is outstanding.But she's really not the right teacher, especially when it comes to teaching him the basics.So Feng Qing'an had no choice but to find another good teacher.

"Come on, you two, don't be idle, help me clean up the dust!"

Feng Qing'an suppressed his thoughts, and looked at Heishan and Bai Yao with malicious eyes. It would be good if the big dogs of ordinary people didn't tear down the house, but these two were so smart that they could be commanded.

oooo~
Heishan let out a whimper, then wagged his tail, and was about to clean Feng Qingan's bedroom, but when he looked up, his eyes happened to meet a small head sticking out of Feng Qingan's collar.

roar~
The seemingly silly Hei Shan subconsciously let out a deterrent low growl, with hostility in his eyes, ferocious and vicious, full of evil spirits, he really deserves to be an evil beast stepped out of the nether world.

When did this happen?

When it was not around, when did its owner have such a small thing?
It thought that the relationship between itself and its master was close enough, but it came to Nange first, and then Donghuang. Now it is no longer the ignorant dog of the past, and understands the importance of these two to its own family. meaning of master.

It is definitely impossible to compete for favor, but it is not a shame to condescend to these two, but now there is still a little thing who wants to replace it.

intolerable!

"What's the name of the ghost?"

Looking at Heishan, Feng Qing'an saw through its thoughts at a glance, gave a chestnut mercilessly, then pulled the golden scale dragon out of the neckline, spread five fingers, and showed it to the jealous guy look,

"Show me clearly, this is the dragon armor that Donghuang gave me, it's a pair of armor, armor, do you understand?"

Hei Shan's eyes widened, looking at the little dragon that was entwined around Feng Qing'an's five fingers and screaming at it, ignoring the hostile behavior, staring at it for a while, parting the corners of his mouth, showing a silly smile .

It's not a living being, it doesn't even have a soul, it's just a piece of scrap metal with spirituality.

No threat!

oooo~
Hei Shan, who was in a happy mood, couldn't help howling, but just after he howled for a while, he was kicked on the ass by Feng Qingan,

"Why are you howling at night? This is the city. Disturbing people's dreams is a serious crime. Get out and sweep the ashes!"

woo~
Hei Shan, who had been beaten, was not only not angry at all, but raised his tail, kept swinging it, and ran briskly towards the house on all fours.

Its position in the heart of the owner is still stable, it is only a mere armor, what can we compete with it?Does it have such soft and thick hair?Does it have a hard-working and honest character?
Broken metal!

Yin~
Seeing Hei Lang who had already ignored it and refused to respond to any provocations, Ming Longjia let out a low moan full of unwillingness, then looked back at Feng Qing'an, conveying the feeling of grievance.

Minglongjia also has no reservations about everything about itself, and Feng Qing'an can feel all its thoughts and emotions.

"Don't pay attention to this idiot!"

Feng Qing'an played with the golden scale dragon, but he was not simply playing with it. When his fingers brushed the small dragon's fine scales, wisps of soul power engulfed the aura and merged into the little dragon's body to replenish its lost spirit. cloud.

The Ming Dragon Armor's endurance is far from comparable to that of flesh and blood. It doesn't need to rest and buffer at all. How much Feng Qingan pours into its body is how much it can bear. Everything depends on Feng Qingan.

Yin~
The little dragon let out a comfortable low moan, just wrapped around Feng Qing'an's fingertips, enjoying it comfortably, but at this moment, many images and information suddenly flashed in its mind.

Little Jiaolong was startled, and Feng Qing'an also seemed to be aware of it at this moment, and cast the "Send God Technique", everything that little Jiaolong could see at this moment was noticed by Feng Qing'an.

At first glance, the young man was ecstatic, but after careful examination, Feng Qing'an inevitably showed disappointment.

That is the memory of a flood dragon, and it also comes from the inheritance of the blood of the dragon clan.

But whether it is memory or inheritance, they are all too dilapidated, and there is hardly any useful ones to be found.

(End of this chapter)