The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 170
"It's quite deep, Miaomiao!"

Feng Qing'an also couldn't help being amazed. Originally, he was only admiring the other party's temperament, coupled with the appearance of Shen Jun, but it brought him such a big surprise, and he actually hid the blood of the myth.

[Race: Kylin Beast]

[Attributes: Lin, Essence, Wood, Water, Wind]

[Potential Level: Monarch Medium]

[Battle power level: Lord·Inferior]

"Awesome! The race has changed."

At this time, Feng Qingan's eyes were shining brightly. I didn't expect that just the awakening of the mythical bloodline could greatly increase the potential to such a level, directly surpassing a level. How exist.

"Well, little phoenix!?"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an suddenly thought of Youyou. At first, he thought that Little Phoenix, who had both combat strength and potential as a superior king, was very powerful.

Now compared to the Qilin beast in front of him who had initially awakened the mythical bloodline and raised its potential to the middle king, he immediately found that there was a big problem with the little phoenix. Using Miaomiao in front of him as a reference, Youyou's potential should not be a king.

yo yo~
The clever and pleasant strange cry sounded again, coming from behind Miaomiao, the sacred phantom outlined by the wood spirit's aura, and after the unicorn screamed, the wood spirit's aura collapsed and merged into Miaomiao's body.

This made the newly born horns on his forehead get rid of the feeling of greenness and tenderness, and the color gradually darkened, turning into a green ink color, which perfectly matched the head that had begun to transform into a dragon's head, and it was a seamless one, without any sense of abruptness.

At this time, Feng Qing'an also pulled back. At this moment, nine out of ten of his soul power had been swallowed up. This was the first time that his soul power had been swallowed up in such a proportion since he practiced. In other words, he will keep at least [-]% of it, even if there is no danger around.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Caught off guard, Sen Miao, who had obtained a brighter future, lowered his head and looked at the human youth in front of him. His jasper eyes, which had turned into deep blue, reflected his figure. No one knew better than him what happened deep in his body. The change.

Although this is the divine treasure hidden deep in its body when it was born, if the young man in front of him hadn't opened it with his unique power, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to open it even at the end of my lifespan. Didn't know it existed.

"Feng Qing'an, because I haven't reached the crown yet, I don't have a name yet."

The teenager laughed.

"I will follow you in order to repay your kindness for opening the blood in my body!"

Sen Miao, who transformed from a mixed-race dragon horse into a Qilin beast, took a step forward, lowered his head, and placed his head in front of Feng Qing'an. Feeling such a mysterious power, it now believes that the decision it made was absolutely correct.

"it is good!"

Feng Qing'an raised his palm and placed it on the new dragon scale between the two horns of the Qilin beast in front of him. When he touched it, he felt a wonderful touch that was warm and moist like spring. In a trance, Feng Qing'an felt as if he had touched everything. Bursting with majestic vitality.

"From now on, you will follow me!"

The young man originally wanted to go along with the flow and sign the sixth soul contract directly with Sen Miao, but he glanced at Bai Yao, the spirit wolf who was standing beside him, and decided to hold off for a few days instead of rushing for a while.

Besides, as a big demon, Sen Miao may not be willing to let go of his soul to him now, get along with him for a while, and after getting familiar with him, he will not believe that this guy will not give everything to him, but he can return more .

"Yes, Master Feng!"

Feeling the majestic vitality of the new life in his body, Sen Miao chose to obey. The moment he got this new blood, he understood everything.

This power is inherited from its mother, who has the authority to control the growth of plants and trees. Its source is a wooden unicorn that only exists in mythology.

Although I don't know how this bloodline was passed on to her mother, there is no doubt that Qilin's bloodline has become extremely thin due to continuous inheritance and consumption over the long years.

On its mother, it only showed a negligible strength, without any appearance. On its body, it simply lost the talent of communicating with plants and trees.

If he hadn't met this human youth with such mysterious power, it would be impossible to activate the blood power originating from Mu Qilin.

But even if this hidden power is revived, the power is too weak. Although it can make it go further than the original self and step into a higher realm, it is still limited.

How to make this seemingly infinite bloodline become stronger and closer to the source, the answer is self-evident.

"I told you that I haven't reached the crown yet. What do you call me a master? I told you to call me old. If you like it, you can call me son. Of course, if you enter the big city of the human race with me, don't talk about it."

Feng Qing'an ordered.

"Young Master Feng!"

"it is good!"

The young man laughed, how could he easily subdue a monster with the blood of a unicorn, how could he make people unhappy.

woo~
Heishan, who had eaten so much that his belly was full, straightened his body at this moment, staring at Sen Miao seriously. Unlike the little dragon who was not even a living being, Heishan felt a huge threat and challenge at this moment.

Practice!

Without any extra thoughts, Hei Shan, who was already full, lay down in the banquet hall, broke away from all external interference, and directly operated the cultivation method originated from the blood, began to refine the essence, strengthen the limbs and bones, and further condense the demon power .

It has to break through and become a big monster in the shortest possible time, otherwise even if it can follow its master, its status will drop again and again, even if it is a small dragon, it is not even a living being, so it does not need to eat and rest, and keep it up all the time. The state of practice and study is incomparable, but this guy must not be compared any more.

Bai Yao looked at the suddenly forging ahead of the black mountain, and also entered the state of cultivation, ignoring the aquatic spirits placed in front of her. The behavior of the two wolves made the goddess who was already amazed a little confused.

Are the demon cultivators and spiritual cultivators working so hard now?Even if you don't stop eating, you still have to find time to practice?I've never seen these two guys work so hard before!
"nice!"

Glancing at the two wolves who felt the pressure, Feng Qing'an smiled, separated a bit of soul consciousness, and stuck it into the jade belt around his waist. Suddenly, a vast and lonely space with a radius of several miles was reflected in his heart. A faint yin qi floats around, there are no stars and no moon, but it is not without light.

In the very center of this dead space, a gigantic giant skeleton sits quietly on the mountain, its half body glowing with a faint light of red gold, bringing insignificant light to this space, so as not to completely sink into darkness.

And on the side of the giant, on a slightly small pitch-black mountain, a small sapling with only three buds grows quietly. Falling into the freezing cold, where its light reaches, it brings a little warmth.

Two nimble fire-winged flamebirds are fighting among the branches of this sapling, occasionally staying on the third branch, looking at the flower buds that have grown to a certain extent, but most of the time, they are not looking far away At the same place, a golden armored humanoid dragon shadow was wielding a halberd.

It was Ming Longjia, because Feng Qing An had no fixed place to live, which made Ming Long, who had already come into contact with martial arts and was gradually addicted to it, a little restless, until Feng Qing An opened his jade belt to it, and then this guy was in Montenegro. Where Bai Yao can't see, practice martial arts, secretly introvert.

"Can I keep eating?"

At this time, Sen Miao, who had completed her transformation and expressed her willingness to follow Feng Qingan, made the first request. Feng Qingan followed her gaze and saw the chi kiss that had been eaten a small part.

"Can you eat it?"

Feng Qing'an looked at Sen Miao, who was full of pure spirit and peace, this guy was a veritable auspicious beast in every respect, and he could still eat flesh and blood?
"can!"

Because of the transformation and awakening of the bloodline, Sen Miao, who had just eaten the flesh and blood that had been turned into merit, replied decisively that she just awakened the Qilin bloodline, and she didn't really become a wood unicorn that sympathizes with all living beings.

Even if she becomes Mu Qilin, facing the enemy who killed her own father, she can still swallow his flesh and blood and drink his blood.

"Enjoy yourself!"

Feng Qing'an naturally doesn't care, the value of the flesh and blood of the dragon species is actually the lowest, the real value is the dragon ball, followed by dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon eyes, dragon skin, etc., these are all high-quality The refining materials, just put them away.

With Feng Qing'an's promise, Sen Miao, whose stomach was already empty, stepped forward immediately, and the wood spirit energy that had just awakened and gained control was directly injected into Chi kiss's body.

In Feng Qing'an's perception, Chi Kiss, who had already lost his breath and almost lost his soul, was pulled back, and the color of Long Tong, whose color had begun to become cloudy, regained clarity, but there was no joy in it, only endless fear and pain .

Because, Sen Miao is using it's innate and most proficient water spirit energy to turn it into sharp knives, cutting off slices of crystal clear fish from Chiwen's body, and tasting them slowly and carefully.

"..."

Watching this scene that could almost be called back to life, Feng Qing'an felt a chill, this guy really awakened the blood of Mu Qilin? It's cruel enough.

"Don't be surprised. Although Miaomiao has never met her father, she saw her mother die in front of her own eyes."

A calm voice came into his ears, and Feng Qing'an looked at the female Luo who was watching this scene.

The mountain god's eyes are very complicated. Obviously, even this goddess did not expect that after the child she watched grew up to obtain the blood of the myth, she would use her power on the enemy and take revenge in such a cruel way.

"Her mother, died? Also because of Hongxi?"

Feng Qing'an was a little astonished. If this was the case, Sen Miao's reaction was not surprising. Even if it took a hundred years to turn into a wild horse and wait for the opportunity for revenge, it was understandable.

"No, you think I'm so useless? How can Suicune bully her mother in my mountain?"

Nuluo raised her head and glanced at Feng Qing'an, if she couldn't even protect the creatures living in the mountains, then she would be a mountain god.

"What's that for?"

"Martyred in love, her mother chose to pursue her father after raising her and having the ability to survive alone."

"This……"

Feng Qing'an was dumbfounded, although it wasn't Hongxi who did it, it made no difference to Sen Miao.

Moreover, for Sen Miao, who lost his parents, to obtain the blood inheritance of Mu Qilin and master the power of almost bringing the dead back to life, it seems like an invisible mockery. No wonder he chooses to take revenge again in such a cruel way at this moment, which is also a kind of catharsis.

"Let her eat, it will be fine after eating!"

"Ok!"

Feng Qing'an glanced at it, and was wailing helplessly. Hongxi, who wanted to seek the final peace from him, chose to ignore it. The cause of the past and the result of today are all to blame, and no one can blame others.

three days later

In Kaoshan Village under the jurisdiction of Anqing Mansion, a farmer carrying a longbow walked in the fields. His face was darkened by years of hard work, and his face was full of confusion. He always felt that the fields in front of him were very good. The vegetables he grew seemed to be different from the ones he planted.

But the facts are right in front of his eyes, if it is different, then he must have remembered it wrong, but how could he remember it wrongly since he has planted the land for half his life.

step~step~
Just as the farmer was struggling with the crops growing in his field, there was the sound of a horse's hoof stamping on the ground. The farmer looked around, and immediately saw a young man in white riding a tall horse, that majestic black horse. Behind, followed by two wolves, oh, no, they are dogs!
Going into the mountains to hunt, with your lost noble son?

Looking at the forest behind the young man, the farmer with a slightly tough temperament lowered his head, presumably he was a nobleman from the prefecture city, and he could not be provoked by a farmer.

"This old man."

But he wanted to avoid the nobleman, but the nobleman didn't want to let him go, the noble young man on the tall horse shouted at him.

"Did your lord call me?"

In this field close to the forest, he was alone at the moment, like a farmer, but more like a hunter, the farmer quickly lowered his waist and showed respect.

"That's right, I still want to ask, where do I go from here, can I go to Anqing Mansion?"

The boy on horseback who walked out of the forest was Feng Qing'an, the reason why he was looking for someone to ask for directions was just to ask for words, because he remembered that it was here that he fought Hongxi.

The aftermath of the battle also destroyed the field. Although he restored the land, the crops were restored by someone who performed magical powers, but it seemed that it was not right.

"Please look, my lord, you go forward and keep..."

The farmer quickly informed.

"Thank you old man!"

After listening patiently, Fengqing reached into the sleeve robe pretendingly, took out a handful of fine silver taels, and raised his hand to throw it out under the slightly astonished and expectant eyes of the farmer.

"My lord, this is..."

Holding the taels of silver that didn't leak out and just landed on his raised hands, the farmer's voice trembled. It was the first time he had seen so much money in most of his life.

"This is my toll!"

Feng Qing'an laughed.

"But that's too much!"

Farmers are a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, that's not too much!"

Feng Qing'an laughed loudly, rode his horse away, and the two wolves followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)