The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 91 Dragon Clothes
"Don't want to?"

Seeing the golden pheasant taking a step back in front of him, Feng Qing'an showed a playful smile on his face, obviously, this is a chicken with its own thoughts.

Because, the awe-inspiring righteousness left by his elder brother is just covering the yard. If this chicken wants to become a monster, it just needs to fly out of the yard. Obviously, it has this ability long ago.

But this chicken has never left the yard from the beginning to the end, and has always played stupid in the yard, preferring to be a chicken that will be slaughtered at any time, rather than leave.

"Then you stay here!"

Feng Qing'an is not difficult to force chickens, he has to take it out of the yard, since he has ideals and aspirations, let him stay here, Feng Qing'an is also very curious, under the suppression of Hao Ranqi.The potential of this chicken keeps growing and what will become of it in the end.

Even for poultry and beasts, it is not the only way to turn into a demon. The White Wolf Lord in the mountains is walking the way of spirit, so he is not restrained by the awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Black Mountain, let's go!"

Under the cover of heavy snow this morning, Feng Qing'an took Heishan out of the village, and then rode directly on Heishan, which manifested his real body, to the mountain.

This was Feng Qingan's first time entering the mountain, so when Heishan stepped into the snow-capped forest with Feng Qingan on his back, the wind and snow whistling from all directions stared at the sky immediately.

Afterwards, under Feng Qingan's astonished eyes, he turned into an elegant scholar in white shirt, but in the hands of this unrestrained elegant scholar who still looked extraordinary even in the harsh environment full of wind and snow, Holding a stack of robes.

"Mountain God!"

Unreasonable, unexpected, Feng Qing'an didn't expect that the mountain god would value him so much, and just stepped into the mountain, he showed up, so he got off from Hei Shan and walked towards the mountain god.

"Quite an interesting practice method!"

The mountain god looked at Feng Qing'an at this time, looking up and down, with admiration in his eyes.

He can naturally see where Feng Qingan's current posture comes from. It is because of the demonic power of Montenegro that his image has changed drastically. It is not uncommon to control the demonic power with a human body, but Feng Qingan's method is the first see you for the first time.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Qing'an asked, whether it is the friendly attitude of the mountain god towards him or the existence of the mountain god himself, they are all worthy of his respect.

"How can you walk naked in the cold winter months? Although it's okay, it's not polite. This is the clothes I changed. If you don't mind, I will give it to you!"

"Thank you Mountain God!"

Naturally, Feng Qing'an would not be ignorant of good and evil, so he quickly thanked him, and then took the clothes handed over by the elegant scholar in front of him with both hands, just touching the touch, let Feng Qing'an know that this set of robes is extraordinary.

"No need to thank you, as long as you don't dislike the old!"

The stagnant wind and snow howled, when Feng Qing'an looked up, there was no figure of the Baishan scholar, it seemed that the moment he sent out the clothes, he had already merged into the wind and snow, turning into snow that adorned the mountains and rivers.

"This dress..."

Feng Qing'an reached out to touch the white clothes with faint cyan light patterns, the soft and tough texture was not what silk should have at all, and the cyan light patterns were clearly arranged scales.

Change clothes!

The corners of Feng Qing'an's mouth twitched, and without hesitation, he put this suit of clothes on his body. People said they were old clothes, so don't dislike them. It was just a polite word, and just one of them is hard to find. thing.

Not long after, Feng Qing'an put on this set of soft clothes. Through the eyes of Heishan, Feng Qing'an could see a handsome and elegant young man in white, but he couldn't hide his wild temperament.

"As expected of me!"

Feng Qing'an is quite satisfied with his current appearance, that wildness is the influence of demon power, which is unavoidable, but he doesn't mind.

"Black Mountain, let's go!"

Putting on the new clothes, Feng Qing'an turned over and rode up the Black Mountain, galloping all the way, and directly entered the valley with the hot spring.

Although there is snow falling here, there is no snow on the ground, because there is a warm feeling that gathers and never disperses, and even the heat can be seen transpiring, and the vegetation is not decaying.

When Heishan came in from the valley, the wolves that had spent the winter in the valley immediately surrounded them from all directions. The first one was a giant wolf that was as big as a bull and whose eyes were burning like will-o'-the-wisps, followed by two. More than ten wolf demons.

Feng Qing'an has seen such a scene through the eyes of Heishan countless times, but now it is the first time to face it in person, but now Feng Qing'an is not afraid, and instead takes the initiative to go to the ground.

Seeing Feng Qing'an, a strange creature, break into their territory, most of the wolves looked in awe with curiosity, because they felt the breath of the wolf king.

But those wolves who have turned into demons, especially the ghost-eyed wolves who are also at the warrior level, are full of sincerity and awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Because they not only felt the aura of the wolf king, but also a higher and higher terror deterrence, as if facing the endless towering mountains.

But fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment, but even so, when Feng Qingan stretched out his hand and rubbed the monster wolves in the mountain wantonly like a domestic dog, none of the wolf monsters dared to move, allowing Feng Qingan to play with them at will.

"It's boring!"

Looking at these outrageously well-behaved wolf demons in front of him, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, he was ready to conquer these guys with force.

However, when Feng Qing'an returned all the monster power in his body to Heishan, all the wolf monsters still flinched like quails. Seeing these guys like this, Feng Qing'an felt cruel to the ghost-eyed wolf in front of him. I must dare to fight back.

It is worth mentioning that when Feng Qing'an regained his demon power and shrunk in size, the clothes on his body did not fall off, but instead changed with his shape to maintain a fit size.

"The mountain god is so interesting!"

Feng Qing'an knew exactly what the so-called old clothes sent by the mountain god represented.

Even without the protection of the Black Mountain and without using its demonic power, Feng Qing'an knew that he could travel unimpeded in this mountain, and no one would run to him to find pleasure.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will repay it!"

Feng Qing'an whispered to herself, the kindness of others is acceptable, but it should not be taken for granted.

"Heishan, you guy, what expression is this?"

After Feng Qing'an checked the pack of wolves, he turned around and found that Hei Shan was actually jealous, squatting there unhappy, making Feng Qing'an dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and gave it a slap. Even ordinary wolves knew the status of this strange person in front of them.

This made Feng Qing'an perform "Spirit Induction and Blood Refining Technique" among wolves, every wolf under his hands was very obedient and docile, just like Montenegro back then.

And what the wolf demon enjoys is naturally the "Gathering Spirit and Bone Tempering Technique", which benefits from Feng Qing'an's subordinates. After tasting the sweetness, Feng Qing'an naturally replaced Hei Shan and became the most popular among wolves in just half a day. exist.

Heishan naturally didn't mind about this, even when he went home with Feng Qing'an on his back, he was quite excited.

However, when one man and one wolf approached the village, they bumped into a majestic and dignified cavalry team flying flags.

However, Feng Qing'an had sharp eyes, and he saw the carriage surrounded by knights at a glance, which looked familiar.In the wind and snow, on the fluttering flag, the big wind character is even more obvious.

(End of this chapter)