The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 378

"Um?!"

Feng Qing'an noticed something strange at the first time, at this moment he only felt that his whole body was full of bones, his blood was surging, his energy was surging, and in the empty sea of ​​energy in his dantian, there was even more lightness gathering and surging.

What made the young man feel even more subtle was that the blood that filled his limbs seemed to be gushing out from his back, and he felt that the robe behind him was about to swell, as if flesh and blood were about to grow and turn into wings.

At this moment, Feng Qing'an thought of, when he just came in, outside the gate of the palace, there was a statue of a god and man squatting at the bottom of the cloud pillar, with the head of a bird and the body of a man with wings on his back.

"where is this place?"

Feng Qing'an turned around and asked the feathermen who came in with him, and hearing Feng Qinhan's question, the faces of the feathermen who were already in a complicated mood suddenly became even uglier.

Looking at the location of these buildings in the city, as well as the building specifications and structures, what is this place?Do you still need to ask?Already obvious.Is this an attempt to humiliate them?

"What do you mean?"

Yun Chenglu asked.

"It's not interesting. I just feel that this place is completely different from other places, and has a very special aura, so I am curious to ask. I wonder if there is any explanation?"

"The name of this palace is Jiutian, and it is the first palace built here by the ancestors of the Qiongyu clan. It is said that the ancestors also sat in this palace and turned it into a stream of fresh air, filling it, and still protecting me today. family."

Yun Chenglu felt a little confused when she heard Feng Qing'an's answer, but the person in front of her was not someone she could investigate deeply, so she had no choice but to answer like this.

These are not secrets. There are such secret places among ethnic groups with a little bit of inheritance. However, such places are always not shown to outsiders, let alone allowed to enter.

But who made their Qiongyu clan too weak, so that the other party acted recklessly, and they didn't even dare to stop them.

"After sitting down, it turned into a breath of fresh air?"

Feng Qing'an showed surprise on his face. He had seen this kind of situation in Buddhist scriptures, but those who can have such visions are all powerful people with powerful means.

"No, what your ancestors left after sitting down is not clear air!"

The boy raised his eyebrows. He was hesitant to tell more about the feathered girl, but he suddenly showed astonishment. What's the matter with this tone?Is this your ancestor, or my ancestor?Why such an affirmative tone?

"The energy of the Nine Heavens?!"

Feeling the influx of Qi into her body, Feng Qing'an was a little uncertain about the changes in the few strands of Qi.

After all, even if he had read the relevant classics, there were descriptions on them, but they were too far away from those active eras, and it was impossible to trace them back. He couldn't even believe that he was just wandering around casually, and he could come across such a magical thing.

What is the Qi of the Nine Heavens?

It is the authority of the sky, and the one who controls the spirit of the nine heavens is the god of heaven.

This is the most honorable person in the divine way. Unlike mountains, rivers and earth, the gods of heaven really live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon shine together. As for the gods of human incense and fire, there is no need to compare them at all.

"The ancestor of your Qiongyu clan was a god?"

Feng Qing'an looked at the Yumen, and at this moment, the robe on his back could no longer hold up, and exploded with a bang, and the gorgeous divine splendor shone behind him, flesh and blood intertwined, bones grew, a pair of Broad wings grew out of his back.

The pure white wings swayed with a holy light, and this scene made the feathermen who followed in stunned. They noticed the supreme aura that seemed to come from Feng Qing'an, which seemed to be the source.

Get close, rely on, look up to, awe, prostrate, worship!
Feng Qing'an at this moment, to these Yuren, was like the first ancestor of the Qiongyu Clan descending, but this situation also made these Yuren even more confused.

But more people are still at a loss and at a loss, completely unclear about what happened. How did the good human race suddenly become their ancestors.

"My lord, do you have the blood of our Qiongyu clan?"

Yun Chenglu looked at Feng Qing'an with doubts in surprise, but also looked forward to it, and carefully and carefully considered his words.

Judging from the general situation at the moment, the most reasonable explanation is that the human race with the most profound origin, who is suspected of being reincarnated and rebuilt, and who has recovered the guardian, has the blood of the Qiongyu clan.

By chance, he came to the holy place where the ancestors of the Qiongyu tribe sat down, and accidentally activated the hidden blood in his body, so he had the current posture.

Judging from the aura revealed by his gesture, the other party's bloodline is far beyond theirs, and may be comparable to their ancestors who are closest to the source.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you feel if you have blood?"

Hearing this question, Feng Qing'an rolled his eyes angrily. He probably figured out what was going on in the current situation, but he couldn't figure it out.

Why didn't these remaining Nine Heavens Qi choose those Yuren who were obviously more closely related by blood, but chose him, an unrelated outsider from the human race.

"I just inherited the Nine Heavens Qi left by your ancestors. Speaking of which, can't you feel it?"

Feng Qing'an was a little confused, these feathered people did pay enough attention to this place, but this kind of attention was only out of a symbolic meaning, spiritual importance, but in fact, they didn't seem to think that there was much opportunity here, and they didn't even care about it. Don't know what's left here.

After all, if they knew that their palace contained the opportunity to make people become gods, I am afraid that these guys would not let him come here even if they tried their best.

"I……"

Yun Chenglu was dumbfounded. In fact, she hadn't figured out what happened until now. It seemed that the other party had obtained the legacy left by their ancestors here.

But the problem also lies in this. Since it is the legacy left by the ancestors, why can't their direct descendants get it, but this unrelated human race can get it?

"One question and three answers."

Seeing the gestures of these women, Feng Qing'an also knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he waved his hand casually, so Qingfeng obeyed his will, turned into an irresistible force, and counted all these feathered men Sweep out of the palace.

"I will be in seclusion here for a while, so don't disturb me."

After leaving a sentence, the pure white palace gate slowly closed with a roar, leaving behind a group of Yuren with astonished faces outside the palace.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Can't you see it? Our ancestors left a legacy, but we didn't even discover it, and this human race took it all when they first came in. Now our group of orthodox heirs, Standing here and watching like an idiot."

"What should we do now?"

"This is our city, our country!"

"Open the law ban, this..."

"Are you crazy? Instead of thinking about taking this opportunity that doesn't belong to us, you should think about how to deal with those kuns outside. If you don't give an explanation, our floating island will fall from the sky , when the time comes, our ethnic group will be seriously injured, and even disappear.”

Although Yun Chenglu regretted that the opportunities contained in the core area of ​​​​her family were taken away by outsiders, her focus was still on Kun Qun, who had begun to restless. If she could not be calmed in time, Kun Qun would only need one collision, and their tribe would be destroyed. Falling from the sky.

"Yes, there are these beasts!"

"How should it be?"

"Why do we have to regard him as an enemy, why don't we recognize our ancestors and return to our ancestors?"

Suddenly, a feathered man startled everyone, and immediately attracted the attention of all the feathered men, even Yun Chenglu, who was solemn and prepared to guard against the attack of the Kun group, all cast their gazes.

"Recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?"

The feathered girl repeated, and stared at this fellow clan with an incomprehensible gaze.

"Yes, we have all seen the power he possesses, haven't we? Since he has taken away the opportunity in our ancestral land, we can't take it back. We don't have such capital."

Yuren, who has become the focus of many fellow clansmen, looks calm at this moment. This is the idea that burst out in a flash of his inspiration, but at this moment his thoughts are unprecedentedly clear, and he even feels that this is the most correct way.

Choosing to be an enemy of the other party is undoubtedly asking for death. The most stupid choice, since you can't be an enemy, then choose to be a friend, or even more simply, directly attach to the other party.

Even under the influence of their ancestors, the other party obtained a sacred bloodline that was purer than their Qiongyu clan and closer to the ancient ancestor.

With such a relationship, it doesn't matter even if the other party is recognized as Xiao Zu, as long as the other party is willing to accept.

Then maybe their Qiongyu clan will prosper again because of this, instead of gradually declining under the passage of time, and finally disappear in the long river of time without leaving any traces.

"If you can't get it back, you want us to recognize him as our ancestor?"

"Why not?"

The Yuren who look at the problem from a new perspective and make suggestions are confident and confident.

"Didn't you miss the appearance of that venerable just now? What is the difference between him and us now? His blood is purer than ours."

"Just because his blood is pure, do we have to recognize him as our ancestor?"

"Isn't that enough? It's not like you don't know how weak the blood of our ethnic group is."

"There seems to be some truth in what you said."

"It's just how do I obtain the blood of this venerable master?"

"That's naturally..."

The eyes of the feather people naturally fell on Yun Chenglu. This girl with snowy skin, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure, like a girl from a fairyland, suddenly showed shame and annoyance, like a sheep. Two red clouds appeared on the cheeks carved from fat jade.

"You see what I do, what does it have to do with me?"

"cough!"

"For the continuation of the ethnic group, appropriate dedication is necessary!"

"I think this may be regarded as a chance."

"Your Highness, it's time to dress up."

"Get dressed up?"

Yun Chenglu was a little stunned, she never imagined that the attitude of all the fellow clansmen who were filled with righteous indignation just now would undergo such an earth-shaking change in a short period of time, just because of a few words.

But when she saw the kun group around the floating island, she suddenly realized that maybe they put down their posture and took the initiative to post, the power possessed by the other party is no longer a threat to their group, but a help.

Feng Qing'an didn't know what the feathered people outside the palace were thinking. He behaved like a master. After blasting these real masters out, he sat cross-legged in the palace, carefully comprehending and refining the energy that poured into his body. The energy of the Nine Heavens.

This is not a complete Nine Heavens Qi, strictly speaking, it is only a partial remnant of the authority of the Heavens, to be honest, it is only two or three thousandths of it.

But even so, it is a great nourishment for Feng Qing'an today, because under the nourishment of the nine-day qi, Feng Qing'an can feel that his spirit is undergoing an unprecedented transformation.

Of course, the most intuitive and obvious one is naturally his soul contract. The No.13 horcrux that was about to be condensed into shape suddenly took shape, while the No.14 soul contract quickly condensed at an observable speed. In the blink of an eye, That is, the No. 15 Dao Soul Deed.

"Hurry up, hurry up, almost!"

Energetic, all-round transformation and growth made Feng Qing'an a little excited, although this opportunity came inexplicably, even a little abruptly, but no matter what, let's take the benefits first.

Moreover, this opportunity did not give him a chance to refuse, it poured into his body with an extremely powerful posture, and made changes to his body.

Of course, even if his body had changed, Feng Qingan didn't care very much. It didn't matter. When he used the Fusion of God technique, his head turned into the head of Montenegro.

Practitioners don't need to pay too much attention to appearance, after all, it is something that can change at any time.

boom!
Accompanied by the brilliance of soul power that was so deep that it was almost dark purple, a smile naturally appeared on Feng Qing'an's face.

A mellow and flawless feeling rose from his heart. Even though he knew that he had not really completed the training of a beast master, he still had a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Fifteen Soul Deeds

He has basically completed the cultivation of the Rebel King, and he only needs to contract another creature whose potential or combat power has reached the king level, then he will be able to receive another wave of benefits and usher in another transformation.

To be honest, Feng Qing'an was looking forward to it.

As for contracting a king-level creature, this is not difficult for Feng Qing'an today, as long as he doesn't choose, he can now pull in a feathered man from outside.

Even the feathered girl can do it. Of course, the old feathered man who took the initiative to enter his cave and wanted to see the scenery of the cave is also among them.

It's just that Feng Qing'an is not interested in this kind of senile old guy. Although he can enhance the opponent's potential and let the opponent have further opportunities, it is not necessary.

"When you're old, you can still make a fuss."

Satisfied, Feng Qing'an took the time to glance at Dongtian, and couldn't help shaking her head.

That's horrible!
(End of this chapter)