The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 322 Blackmailing the Talents

In the dimly lit prison cell, one can see a young man dressed in white snow is embracing a delicate and weak female cultivator in a colorful dress. Looking at it from a distance, this pair of beautiful men, who are talented and beautiful, seem to be rubbing their ears together, and the atmosphere is charming.

Such a scene made the young Tianjiao, who had shouted angrily when the old ghost appeared, be so enraged that he roared again.

Although he knew that the appearance of the boy hugging the girl meant that the crisis of the ghost attack just now had been resolved, and what he should do at this moment was to be grateful instead of scolding, but he couldn't control the anger gushing from his chest.

"I'm healing Su Zhenchuan, what's your name?"

Yingying blue light shone in the cell, the young man turned around, and everyone immediately saw the female cultivator in his arms, wrapped in a layer of green energy full of vitality, making people feel pitifully pale and pretty His face was gradually turning red.

"I……"

Seeing this scene, originally wanted to roar, wanted to scold Feng Qing'an for taking advantage of others' danger, the vile and shameless young Tianjiao, but was suddenly speechless.

But even though he knew that Feng Qing'an had good intentions, he was the one who saved the person he admired from the maliciousness of ghosts, and now he is healing his wounds, but the jealousy and envy in his heart still gushed out uncontrollably, Filling his heart and shocking what little he had left, his crumbling sanity.

This is something that can't be helped. In the short time since they knew Feng Qing'an, the image that Feng Qing'an has established in the minds of this group of people is really not that positive.

If I had to describe it, it would be suave, unrestrained, and it sounds good, but if I put it another way, it would be a lecherous person who is unscrupulous. After all, he doesn't even dislike ghosts in the nether world. And successfully hooked up.

"Put me down, I'm fine!"

In the uncovered cell, he was hugged by a young man of the same age, and watched by a dozen or so Taoists who were familiar with him.

Even if the temperament is as cold as Su Qingying's, and the flawless face carved like ice jade, red clouds will inevitably fly up, and for a while, she will look charming, charming and extraordinarily gorgeous.

But this appearance made the young man who admired the true biography of the Ice Palace even more jealous. Even though he knew that his state was not right at the moment, he did not exert control and allowed cracks to appear in his Dao heart.

"Be careful, you are still too weak now!"

Sensing the sharp sword-like eyes falling on her body, she wished to prick her body full of holes, but Feng Qing'an not only didn't care, but deliberately fine-tuned the angle.

Almost facing the gaze of the young Tianjiao, he gently put Su Qingying down from his arms, then supported her weak and boneless shoulders, and poured into her wisps of Yimu Qingqi, replenishing her wounds injured by ghosts. vitality.

Such an intimate gesture immediately caused strange looks on the faces of many authentic teachers, and some authentic teachers who were familiar with Su Qingying also felt a little unbelievable.
Because they have never seen this proud and proud true biography of the Ice Palace, who has favored any monks in the past years. She has always been honest with male cultivators. How can there be such a big change today?
Could it be that the other party saved her from the fire and water when she was in danger, and broke her heart open?It made her happy, so she didn't shy away from such an intimate act?
Although the routine of heroes saving the beauties is old, no one can point out its magic, because this routine is good enough, so it can be used forever and badly.

"Ok!"

Su Qingying, who had already secretly communicated with Feng Qing'an and reached an agreement in secret, ignored those strange gazes. She practiced and sought the Tao, how could she care about other people's opinions, and only had the opportunity to prove the Tao and live forever if she went forward bravely.

"Qingying! Why do you..."

Seeing that the true biography of the Ice Palace, whose face was gradually returning to blood, did not break free from the generous palm that the shameless man pressed on his shoulder, a certain young Tianjiao felt that his heart was about to break, and something indestructible was sending out a crisp sound. The sound of cracking.

"Fang Daoyou, I don't remember that I know you enough to call you by name!"

Without waiting for the young man to finish speaking, Su Qingying frowned, as if the eternal ice and snow mountain would freeze all those who tried to approach her.

"Fellow Daoist Su, I..."

"Okay, there is no need to explain. Su Zhenchuan has not been seriously injured and needs to rest. It is not advisable to talk too much with others, so as not to disturb the mind. Come, Qingying, I will help you sit down and rest!"

Originally, Feng Qing'an planned to behave himself, but there was always a guy who was hostile to him because of his normal behavior, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but develop a rebellious mentality, and began to cross the red line and wantonly fear.

"..."

Su Qingying didn't say a word, she sat cross-legged under Feng Qingan's support, and in the process, even though Feng Qingan had already overreached, she didn't make any sound, as if she had acquiesced .

"Tsk!"

Feng Qing'an, who was already ready to be scolded by this true biography of the Ice Palace, did not expect the other party to be so forbearing. His current identity is not an innocent young man, but a married woman with two wives. husband.

Although neither the elder sister nor the younger sister publicly acknowledged their relationship with him, since they have achieved substantial results, these false names don't matter.

"Feng Qing'an, don't just take care of Su Zhenchuan, look at us too, can you let us out?"

Although the atmosphere in the cage of the underground palace was a bit weird, it was the desire for freedom that overwhelmed everything after all, and Xin Fu broke the charming and slightly weird atmosphere in the underground palace.

As soon as these words came out, many eyes fell on Feng Qing'an, and no longer paid attention to Su Zhenchuan who seemed a little different from the past.

No matter how you look at it, the opponent's condition is gradually improving.Moreover, after going through the experience just now, being threatened by a supreme ghost king and almost dying, some unusual changes from the past are also within the normal range.

In contrast, their own bleak future is worthy of concern, and the old guard who wanted to persecute them has been dealt with.Then, what will they face next, the wrath of that ghost fairy?
However, considering Feng Qing'an's identity, it seems that there is no need to worry about this.That being the case, can they come out? Although this is also provoking the majesty of that ghost fairy, what if this fellow Feng Dao is particularly favored in front of the ghost fairy?
"Fart, what are you going to do when you come in, don't you have any idea? It's fine if you don't get caught. Now that you are caught on the spot, you have only been locked up for a long time, and you want to be released. What do you think this is? place?"

Feng Qing'an said in a bad mood, no matter what, he was biased towards Dong Huang, if Dong Huang's face was lost, he had to make up for it, it was impossible for him to ignore Dong Huang's face.

"How long does His Majesty the Lord plan to keep us locked up?"

Xin Fu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

It's good to have a deadline, but I'm afraid there is no deadline, and you can do whatever you want.

"Well, I remember it seems that each of you is sentenced according to your actions. Everyone's sentence is also different. Some are one Jiazi, some are two Jiazi, and the most serious one seems to have nearly ten Jiazi. !"

"Ten Jiazi?!"

Feng Qing'an's words made some people couldn't help but break their voices.

For these young Tianjiao, the time of ten Jiazi is unimaginably long, even the oldest one in their group has not yet reached the age of sixtieth birthday.

"There's still a six-year-old."

"One Jiazi is too long."

Obviously, they are all a group of monks who are preparing to form alchemy, but when they heard the sentence of one sixty years in prison, they all yelled at the same time, the time is too long.

"Time goes by, but the sentence can be reduced!"

"Reduction of sentence?"

"It is to reduce the time of detention. When your sentence is over, you will naturally be able to come out. But at that time, all grievances and grievances will be written off, and all of you will be free again."

Feng Qing'an explained seriously.

In fact, Dong Huang asked him to find a suitable opportunity to release all these guys. After all, they have been locked up with her all the time, and it is easy to provoke the old guys in the practice world. She still doesn't want to face those old things, although she herself Too.

And Feng Qing'an, after thinking about it for a while, decided to squeeze out the remaining value of these arrogances before releasing them. If these guys fall into his hands, if they don't show some benefits, it's really a shame. Unreasonable.

"How can the sentence be reduced?"

Xin Fu, the True Inheritance of the Floating Life, was like Feng Qing'an hired with money, he had just finished explaining, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"Hey, it's very simple. Some cultivation methods, secret techniques, supernatural powers, etc. that you don't need can reduce your sentence."

Feng Qing'an's face became a little thinner, and after a dry cough, he asked for the commutation of sentence.

"Oh, shameless person, who do you think you can hide from this little trick?"

Some people are willing to praise it, but some people tear it down. It is the young Tianjiao who has a deep admiration for Su Qingying. Naturally, his appearance and appearance are unmatched. His sword eyebrows are slanting, his temples are cut like knives, his face is like a crown jade, and his eyes are like a jade. long star.

"The old ghost just now was also ordered by you to come over, and he directed and acted a scene by himself!"

"Well, ah, you are so smart, you guessed it right!"

Seeing this swearing young Tianjiao, Feng Qing'an waved his hand casually, not in the mood to argue with him at all, who normal person would argue with the fish on the chopping board?
"Everything you are going through now is arranged by me, including you being beaten into such a ghostly appearance and taken into the dungeon, so, do you want to go out?"

"After being released by you, will you catch me back and play with you like an idiot?"

The handsome and extraordinary Tianjiao sneered again and again, the more he looked at Feng Qing'an, the more displeased he was, wishing to smash Feng Qing'an's face with a smile that was not a smile.

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the underground palace suddenly fell into silence. Under the premise that the method of calling the parents to suppress the bottom of the box failed, they really had no way to effectively deal with a ghost fairy.

It's useless even if everyone holds a fairy weapon. The gap in realm can't be smoothed out with these powerful artifacts, and they are the only ones who have fairy weapons?It's not that there are no people.

"Feng Qing'an, as long as it is a practice, supernatural powers and secret arts are fine? Who will judge the value? How long is the time limit for commutation?"

"As long as it's useful to me, it's fine."

Up to now, Feng Qing'an didn't install it anymore.Anyway, the benefits from these Tianjiao are all in his stomach in the end, and Donghuang is not interested in these.

"Feng Qing'an, I want to go out, come here, see if these can reduce my sentence!"

It was still Xin Fu, as if he had received Feng Qing'an's black money in advance, and was extremely cooperative, even Feng Qing'an almost blew himself up.

"Then let me see..."

Feng Qing'an unceremoniously took the stack of jade plates handed over by Xin Fu, he knew that these guys had great benefits, even though most of their supernatural powers were secret books of the sect that could not be passed on to the outside world, they still had to go out by themselves. Travel income, these are not restricted by sect restrictions.

This is what Feng Qing'an was focusing on, and it happened to let Donghuang see how the supernatural powers and secret methods in the practice world evolved during her deep sleep.

"By the way, how long is my sentence?"

After handing over all the jade plates in his hand, Xin Fu realized this and hurriedly asked.

"What sentence? In view of your excellent performance, I declare that you can go out now!"

crunch~
There was a sour metal rubbing sound, and with a dazed look on his face, the spirit gold fence in front of him slowly rose with a roar. There was no obstacle in front of him, and he could now step into the aisle , and then leave here along the exit that is close at hand.

"Can I go now?"

Xin Fu looked at Feng Qing'an in disbelief. The happiness came so suddenly that he couldn't react for a while. It didn't take out the good things that were really pressed at the bottom of the box.

"anytime."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qing'an ignored him and wandered around in other prisons. After setting a precedent, other Taoist sects were no longer silent, calling Feng Qing'an's name one after another, wanting to commute his sentence and release him.

Supernatural powers and secret techniques are extremely precious to casual cultivators, and there is basically no room for choice. They can practice whatever they can get, but it is different for Dapai Tianjiao, let alone their own sect. Occasionally, if you have an adventure, your head will almost be stuffed.

Therefore, even though Feng Qing'an's request was already so blatant, there was no second person to expose it, but he cooperated very consciously.

"Give you."

When Feng Qing'an walked up to Hua Herring's cage, the XingXiu Taoist handed over a star-shining jade slip, which was different from the thick pile of other Tianjiao's, and there was only one in front of Feng Qing'an. .

(End of this chapter)