The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 179
"Young master, I wonder if you still lack an old slave to accompany you?"

After bidding farewell to the city defense captain of Anqing Prefecture, Feng Qing'an started on the road. Not long after walking on the official road, an old farmer leaning on a pole came up with a smile and recommended himself.

"Old man, even if I'm short of servants, I wouldn't choose an old man like you who has half of his body buried in the dirt!"

When Feng Qing'an saw the old man standing in front of him, he couldn't help laughing.

He knew the old man in front of him, he was one of the many warriors in the Gang Sha Realm who fought against Ming Longjia, he was the oldest and most experienced warrior, he was able to fight Ming Long for two hours, and finally died due to lack of energy and blood. defeat.

"Young master, as the saying goes, an old man has a long-term ambition. Don't look at the old man's old-fashioned appearance, but the old man can still eat three buckets of rice and half a sheep for a meal!"

Seeing the refusal expressed in Feng Qing'an's words, the old warrior did not give up. He put the shoulder pole in his hand on the ground, slowly stood up straight, and straightened his waist.

Even so, it only showed his tall frame, but it couldn't hide the shriveled body that had been tempered by the ruthless years.

"Whether the young master goes up the mountain to fight tigers or goes down the river to catch turtles, the old man can still do one or two for him!"

"The old man's body is in good condition. I wonder if the old man will live a long life this year?"

Feng Qing'an looked at the old warrior standing up straight in front of him, who was clearly alone, but exuded an aura that seemed to be taller than him on the horse, and couldn't help asking.

Still not thinking of accepting others, Feng Qing'an was mainly curious, he wanted to know how long a martial artist of this level would have, after all their physiques had undergone two transformations, and they were not in the same breath as ordinary people.

"How old is this old man?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then showed a thoughtful expression,

"Eight years ago, a group of filial juniors celebrated the old man's [-]th birthday."

"Eight out of two hundred!"

Hearing the age of the old man in front of him, Feng Qing'an was slightly startled, then sighed,
"This age is too old, the old man should go back to live up to his old age!"

To Feng Qing'an at this age, he was a real ancestor, and he didn't have such a conscience when he treated this old ancestor as a servant.

"Before fighting with your Valkyrie armor, the old man still wanted to live his life, but after the fight, the old man can't go back, he just wants to follow you, young master!"

"Why is this?"

"My lord may not understand, you are too young!"

"If the old man talks to me in such a guessing tone, then let the old man go on his own!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing'an was about to drive her away.

"Don't worry, my lord. The old man's mind has changed since the birthday banquet eight years ago. Although the birthday banquet was full of the old man's descendants, the old man was not happy."

"Isn't it good to have a full house of children and grandchildren?"

Feng Qing'an felt that this guy was showing off, no matter how many people begged for it, he couldn't get it.

"The old man got married at the age of 14, and the children he gave birth to were all mediocre. When he was a hundred years old, his wives, concubines and children had already passed away before me, but there were still more than a dozen great-grandchildren who were married under his knees.

But when the old man was [-] years old, all the people he knew had been buried in the ground. Even though he knew that the children who hosted my birthday banquet were all my blood relatives, the old man saw them as strangers! "

The old man sighed. Although he was outstanding in martial arts since he was a child, he got married to an ordinary woman. This was the source of his pain all his life.

Practicing martial arts, he has been completely reborn, and has a lifespan several times that of ordinary people, so he can only sit and watch his wives, heirs, grandsons, and great-grandchildren die in front of him one by one, bearing parting again and again suffering.

"..."

Feng Qing'an had nothing to say, he could understand this kind of pain, but he couldn't experience it personally.

"Originally, the old man wanted to wait quietly until the end of his lifespan, but he was invited not long ago to come to the city of Anqing to fight against your son, your Martial God Armor. The old man has already glimpsed the way ahead.

At this time, the old man changed his mind, instead of dying of old age on the sick bed, it would be better to fall on the road of pursuing martial arts, so that the old man will live up to his life! "

The old man explained his thoughts calmly, with a relaxed and indifferent smile on his face.

Feng Qing'an listened, her thoughts fluctuated.

The city defense captain who is in his prime is reluctant to give up his official position, fame and fortune cover his eyes, even though he senses the opportunity that can change his life, but after some choices, he still chooses the official position he spent half his life to get.

However, there is an old martial artist who has almost finished his life. Even in his old age, he is still full of ambition. After realizing the opportunity that can make him go further in the martial arts, he gives up everything and does not want to live in his old age.

"I don't know if the young master is willing to accept me as an old guy? Although half of my foot has already been stepped into the soil, it is estimated that my other foot will take another half a year to step in. During this period, I can still serve the young master." of."

"If you want to follow, then follow, but I will not stop because of you!"

Feng Qing'an thought about it for a while, but he didn't refuse again. An old martial artist who was dedicated to the Tao was not really too old to move. reverse it.

It is extremely difficult to increase one's lifespan, but it is possible to make up for his lost lifespan. Compared with increasing one's lifespan, it is easier.

Warriors are fierce and aggressive, and they often want to divide life and death with others. God knows how many fights this old-looking old guy in front of him has experienced in the past 200 years.

Feng Qing'an didn't know about this, but he was clear about one thing, that is, the old guy's vitality was extremely depleted, but this kind of situation was very common in warriors, and it was rare for warriors to have full vitality.

"My lord, just keep moving forward. If the old man can't keep up, he will stop naturally, and won't hinder your progress, lord!"

The old man showed a joyful smile on his face and promised at the same time.

"By the way, I seldom follow the official path, and I will go over mountains and mountains when I feel like it. Do you mind?"

"That's really a coincidence. The old man also likes to climb mountains and mountains when he is on his way, and he doesn't like to go on the right road!"

"That's not bad. I don't know the old man's name? How should I call him?"

Feng Qing'an asked again.

"I don't dare to be honored in front of you, my lord. The old man's surname is Zhao, and he was the third son in his family when he was born. If you don't mind, you can call the old man Zhao Laosan directly!"

"If you call you that, let others hear it, Shao Xiao, don't let people talk about me, call me disrespectful!"

"This……"

The old warrior was taken aback for a moment. Although he lived a long time, he was still a warrior in the final analysis.Martial arts basically seldom pay attention to respecting the old and loving the young, especially when they start fighting.

"You are so old, you must be quite familiar with people and things. In that case, you can be my housekeeper. I will call you Butler Zhao. How about you?"

"Thank you, son, for your kindness!"

While talking, the old man arched his hands, then looked at the worn clothes on his body,

"Then I have to change into a matching outfit. The current outfit is too shabby!"

"It doesn't matter, if anyone dares to babble in front of you, just give him a slap in the face!"

Feng Qing'an was on the road again, and behind him was a Butler Zhao who seemed to be following the rules and prudent words and deeds, but this was only the first one, not the last one.

There have never been many martial idiots and martial madmen who have given up their fame and fortune for the sake of higher martial arts achievements.

Following the rumors of the Martial God Armor, which originated from Anqing Mansion and spread to all directions, Feng Qing'an found that his originally ordinary travel became lively.

Every day, martial artists came to the door. At first, Feng Qing'an was still looking for fun, but after watching, he became impatient, because he found that these guys who came here were all looking for free whoring.

Because in the rumors, the Valkyrie armor is a divine armor that can only give pointers, but will not hurt people's lives.

Under such circumstances, some warriors who want to go further, even some timid and cowardly guys dare to follow after hearing the rumors. After all, they will not endanger their lives or even get injured. Feel the so-called Valkyrie?

Feng Qing'an agreed with Ming Longjia to fight against warriors at the beginning because Ming Longjia was able to integrate what he had learned in the process of fighting.

However, after discovering that Ming Longjia would not get positive feedback and benefits if he fought against an opponent of this level again, it would be a waste of time instead, so he changed his approach.

Want to fight Valkyrie Armor? Yes!

First of all, it must be in the Gang Sha Realm, and secondly, you must defeat the old steward first. Only by defeating the old steward can you fight against the Valkyrie A, and finally, the most important point.

Confronting the Martial God Armor is no longer free. If you lose, you must hand over the martial arts and techniques you have practiced. If you win, tsk, it is simply impossible.

Feng Qing'an has full confidence in Ming Longjia, but who dares to come to provoke him, who doesn't have full confidence in himself?

Not only for fishing, but Feng Qing'an also put enough bait, what the winner can get from him is a martial arts scripture that can cultivate to the level of the god alchemy.

Although it is the divine alchemy state deduced, and even the creators of the exercises have not practiced to this state, it is not fake, and it is just bait for "fish". I didn't intend to feed the "fish", so it didn't matter.

However, when the aroma of the "bait" came out, the warriors of Dajin immediately went crazy, and all the warriors who got the news went on the road without hesitation.

Maybe some people don't care about the Martial God Armor and sneer at the nickname of the Martial God, but there are very few martial arts masters who can not care about a martial arts scripture that has been cultivated to the realm of the gods.

The Great Jin's control over martial arts is particularly strict, because it has no control over immortal cultivators, and the restrictions on ghosts and gods are quite limited. In the territory of the Great Jin, there are many gods who accept rewards and do not obey orders.

Therefore, when a martial arts scripture that can cultivate to the realm of the gods appeared, many warriors immediately became crazy. It is not that no one questioned the news, but after checking the origin of the person who held the martial arts scripture, no one questioned it .

Isn't it strange that my elder brother hacked and killed so many ghosts and gods, and has a martial arts scripture in his hand that can cultivate to the realm of the gods?If not, it is not normal.

Therefore, where Feng Qing'an passed by was full of woes and devastation, which naturally had nothing to do with him, but the damage caused by the chasing warriors and the traces left when they fought.

However, it was mostly a confrontation between warriors. Ming Longjia didn't take much action at all. The obstacles set up by Feng Qing'an could eliminate many warriors. Of course, there was only Steward Zhao, so it was too difficult for this old man.

Feng Qingan wasn't such a jerk, so in the back, Feng Qingan took in a few gangsha warriors who expressed their desire to follow him, and asked them to select opponents for Ming Longjia.

As for compensation?That would be even simpler, just ask Ming Longjia to beat them up regularly, the worse the beating the better, the harder the attack the better, and when the beating is over, these guys have to thank them with joy.

Gold, silver and money are too vulgar, not to mention that Feng Qing'an doesn't like it, no one cares about these guys who come here, most of them are smart people who bring their own dry food and want to give him a saddle.

However, Feng Qing'an's vision became higher and higher, and he became more and more picky when choosing followers. After the number of warriors who followed him increased to seven, he basically stopped choosing people.

It was enough, although it was very common for martial arts fighters to lose arms and legs, but beside Feng Qing'an there was a unicorn beast that could live to the death of human flesh and bones, so the injury was nothing, as long as it didn't die, everything could be dragged back.

This also made the Great Jin warriors even more crazy!

"My lord, we will arrive at Jinling Mansion!"

The carriages and horses were Linlin, his face seemed to be decades younger, and his white hair had turned into gray Butler Zhao chased after the carriage, lowered his head, and reported respectfully.

"I have sent Sun Biao to enter the city first to prepare the residence for you!"

"Ok!"

From the side of the carriage, a lazy voice wafted out. The soft forest wind lifted the curtains, and one could see a young man lying between two wolves. It had been a few days since he had seen him. , as if he was a young master who walked out of the mansion of the family. The title of young master is no longer a respectful name for him.

"As long as you make arrangements, you don't need to report everything!"

"Yes!"

The old housekeeper retreated respectfully, and at dusk, surrounded by a group of powerful warriors, he had already moved into a mansion without paying a single copper coin, and the entourage paid for it out of their own pockets, and the land deed was delivered to him.

Just after they moved in, the familiar aroma of sandalwood wafted around the yard again, and this time, before Feng Qing'an made any reaction, the Gang Sha warriors who lived in together had already drawn their swords.

Warriors who have been trained by the evil spirit of heaven and earth are not mortals with naked eyes, and most of them cannot deceive their eyes with the blindfold of ghosts and snakes.

"kill!"

A strong man with a body like a bear, holding a bloody knife, stared at the ghosts and gods floating on the wall and entered the hospital. Without a word, if he slashed with a knife, even the ghosts and gods had to be notified first when they came in. If they came without warning, they would be thieves, behead!
"Son, spare your life!"

The ghosts and gods who entered the courtyard through the wall saw the fierce sword light coming towards them. They were so frightened that their souls and bodies almost dispersed. The blood on their bodies was thick, like a warrior in a furnace, who they hated the most.

"stop!"

Feng Qing'an stopped the human bear, made the light of the knife pause in the air, and saved the ghosts and gods under the knife from being cut off from the dharma body, but even so, he was still trembling, because dozens of eyes all fell together On him, it brought him unprecedented pressure.

"Interesting, when I entered the city earlier, the ghosts and gods I saw were not civil and military judges, but the city god himself. I didn't expect that when I came here, it was a petty official like you!"

"My lord misunderstood, the lower official is here to send you an invitation card, and the Lord City God has already set up a reception banquet for you!"

　Ask someone to discuss going out to play, delayed, take a break, let's code later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)