The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 95 "Spirit Devouring Ease of Marrow"

The mountain god also understood that he had never been too harsh on the half-grown boy in front of him, and he even sent the dragon clothes yesterday. Although it was said to be old clothes that had fallen off, with the intelligence of a young man, he could understand the essence of the old clothes.

It was a layer of scales shed from his body when he transformed into a dragon horn. To him, it was indeed old clothes, but it was also a rare spiritual thing in the world.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't feel uneasy because of this, but he has seen too many human races in the thousands of years, and it is really difficult to expect too much from the human race.

Nobility of character, even for those who have never forgotten the favor for a hundred years, but it is even worse for those who first receive the favor, and then find the opportunity to add swords and weapons to seek more benefits.

What kind of person is the half-grown boy who holds the sword that swings the gods and slays the dragon in front of him?
"Don't be offended by the mountain god, it's just that the noise at home is too disturbing, so I'll go to the mountain to seek some peace and quiet!"

Looking at the mountain god in front of him, which seemed a little different from what he saw before, Feng Qingan immediately replied with a smile.

"Why is the young master carrying the sword?"

This matter must be asked clearly, otherwise he can't sleep soundly, it is true that there is a sword hanging over his head.

"This sword was a gift from my elder brother yesterday. I can't put it down, so I always carry it with me."

Feng Qing'an replied that he seemed to know why the elegant scholar in front of him was different from the usual one.

"So that's the case. I hope that the young master will value peace in the mountains and reduce the karma of killing."

After saying that, the elegant scholar in green shirt dispersed with the wind and snow, and the road ahead was unimpeded, and it suddenly became clear.

"Black Mountain, let's go!"

Feng Qing'an glanced at the long sword tied around his waist, held the hilt in his hand, exerted a little force, um, he still couldn't pull it out.

However, there is no need to tell outsiders about this. Others only need to see the sword in his hand.

Not having a sword in hand and not having a sword are two different things.

oooo~
Heishan let out a long roar, and rushed towards the warm valley of Changchun with light footsteps.

Feng Qing'an continued what he did yesterday, leading spirits and refining blood for the wolves. Of course, the demon wolves who have become demons, and Heishan are the key care objects, especially Heishan.

【Earth Beast General · Branch Mission: Going Further】

[Requirement: Help the pet beast complete the leap to a higher level! 】

[Reward: "Easy Marrow Art of Devouring Spirits"]

As long as Heishan is promoted to the commander level, Feng Qing'an will be able to obtain new secret techniques. Of course, it is easier for Nan Ge to advance to the general level, but the girl seems a little unwilling.

After Feng Qing'an inquired once, she didn't say any more. Jinghunquan, Zichen Immortal Clothes, and Nange have their own inheritance. When they first met, they were so weak and weak. It was obviously suppressed deliberately. Otherwise, with her potential, It has long been possible to set foot on a higher level.

As for the reason, Nan Ge didn't say anything, and Feng Qing'an didn't ask.Sooner or later, he would know that as for the secret technique, it was nothing more than putting more effort into Black Mountain.

Entering the mountain on the third day, Feng Qing'an had nothing at his waist, and he kept the sword at home. Since he already knew that the mountain god felt uneasy about this sword, he shouldn't bring it with him when he went to other people's territory. The mountain god has expressed goodwill to him, and he also needs to know how to measure.

"Thousands of years of practice, my state of mind is nothing more than this!"

On the top of the green hill, the jasper eyes reflected the figure of a young man riding a wolf, but the mountain god couldn't help laughing at himself.

He desires after all, not detached from things.As a gust of bitter mountain wind blew past, Yashi's figure disappeared on the top of the mountain.

In the warm spring valley, Feng Qing'an raised his head to look at the sky, as if he felt something, but he still lowered his head to sort out the spiritual power in his body for the Black Mountain in front of him, and help it transform it into demon power to the greatest extent.

[First soul contract: Black Mountain]

[Race: Spirit Wolf]

[Attributes: Demon, Beast]

[Potential Level: Lord·Superior]

[Battle power level: Warlord·Superior]

Heishan's size became even bigger, just standing up, he was as tall as Zhang Xu, and the ghost-eyed wolf, as big as a bull, stood in front of it, without the power to resist, and could fly it away with a single paw.

"Black Mountain, keep working hard!"

Feng Qingan is very satisfied with the steady and orderly progress of Montenegro, but even so, he does not forget to encourage Montenegro,
"One more step, and you can stand shoulder to shoulder with that little white wolf!"

oooo~
Heishan let out a long howl impatiently when he heard the words. He never forgot about the little white wolf, not to mention that his master still supported him, which made him more confident.

It wasn't until dusk fell that Feng Qing'an returned home. At this time, Feng Shouli and the Yin family who had already received the news had already returned from the county. .

After his parents returned home, Feng Qing'an didn't run to the mountains anymore, and his room became extraordinarily quiet because of this, but Feng Qing'an didn't care about it, he had too many things to ponder and study now up.

It's just that in his spare time, he also needs to use the "Divine Art" to pour his consciousness into the Netherworld from time to time, chatting with Nan Ge in the air, and occasionally listening to girls singing quietly, the singing is like the sound of nature to him , is also a kind of relaxation and enjoyment.

The eldest brother didn't stay at home for a long time, but just after the new year, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, the eldest brother returned to Beijing surrounded by a group of knights.

Yin's eyes were full of tears, and Feng Shouli was silent for a long time. At this moment, the couple really realized how far away they were from their eldest son, and it would be difficult to see each other all year round.

However, the couple's emotions were not suppressed for a long time, and they soon became busy. They have a lot of things to toss about now.

So, in less than 20 days, Feng Qing'an was the only one left in the Feng family's mansion, and the Yin family asked Feng Qing'an if he wanted to find someone to take care of him.

But Feng Qing'an refused. He didn't need someone to take care of him. He invited someone he didn't know well. If he got up at night one day and saw the scene in the yard, he would have to be scared to death.

After realizing that his physique was beyond imagination, he noticed the "little things" in the village that shouldn't have appeared.

The radish essence that will pull itself out of the soil and wander around at night; the Chinese cabbage that is crystal clear, as if carved from emerald; the red cabbage moss that grows like a small tree...

These became fine farm crops, some were stewed by Feng Qingan, and some, such as the crystal clear emerald cabbage, were moved to the valley by him.

After personally trying to experience the effects of these special crops, Feng Qing'an also tried to get his parents to eat some, because he found that although there is spiritual energy in it, it is much less mellow than the spiritual things that have been formed in the mountains for a hundred years. Yes, it is suitable for ordinary people.

And since then, Feng Qing'an has also paid more attention, because his inadvertent actions may create monsters in places he can't see. There are endless disasters.

(End of this chapter)