The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 222 The Empress Arrives in the Nine Heavens

"Senior, please don't joke. Such a major matter related to the road can't be a joke!"

When the old beggar came up to Feng Qingan and asked him with a smile whether he decided to join the Qianyang Sect, Feng Qingan had a serious face and sternly rejected the old beggar. I choked for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Then your spiritual pet also said that you have been waiting for me for a long time?"

Master Yonghe's face was full of depression. Fortunately, he was happy in vain. Unfortunately, the little hexagram skills he learned were useless for this kind of thing. He couldn't even count the slightest thing related to the second young master. Everything is like the legendary Guixu, with only entrances and no exits.

When encountering this kind of situation, Master Yonghe is not surprised. If he didn't have this characteristic, he wouldn't necessarily rush to beg for help. They have always been the only ones in the Qianyang Sect to pick others. How can they rush to beg for help? Not necessarily once.

"That's not bad, I just want to ask for something!"

"What's the matter?"

Master Yonghe was shocked and energetic. It would be good to make the other party owe a favor. As long as the other party enters the mountain gate, everything can be easily solved. Sometimes, instead of worrying about the other party's trouble, he is afraid that the other party will lack everything.

"Although I now have thoughts of practicing, I know nothing about the cultivation of immortality. Therefore, I would like to borrow a few Taoist scriptures from the Taoist Master to have a look. Does the Master have any recommendations?"

"You've got to ask the right person!"

At this time, the old beggar's eyes were shining brightly. The Dao Zang scriptures were easy to explain, and he couldn't spread the sect's fundamental cultivation methods indiscriminately, but he had no scruples about these.

"I have nineteen volumes of "Qian Yang Wen" here, but I sent thirty-nine real people before and after, after one thousand seven hundred years, and after several cuts, the Dao Zang classics were finally gathered together. If you want to practice spiritual practice, you must read this book!”

"Is it!"

Feng Qing'an watched the old beggar take out stacks of books from his arms as if he were doing magic. Even if he didn't read the contents and just listened to the names, Feng Qing'an could guess that this so-called Taoist treasure with every word and every word was probably very valuable. There are eight or nine cases where private goods will be brought along.

But no matter how much private goods are included, since he dares to call himself Daozang, he still dares to give them to him. There are some real things in them, so he can show them. Besides, he can't only see the Qianyang Sect family.

"This is too much!"

A moment later, when he saw the old beggar still taking out piles of piles, Feng Qing'an couldn't help it. This was much thicker than the so-called martial arts manual that the martial judge had given him at the time, and it was incomparable. It is enough to decorate the study room.

"not much!"

The old beggar looked at the pile of books in front of him that was as high as a person, nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Feng Qing'an,

"This is what ordinary disciples of our Qianyang Sect need to complete within three years. If we can complete it within three years, then we can start practicing!"

"Three years!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the mountain of books in front of him, and his face couldn't help but twitch. At this moment, he truly felt what it means to practice hard.

This is just the beginning of cultivating immortality. Even after reading it, I still don't have any extraordinary power. I just can't even make a fire. Compared with ordinary people, there is no essential difference.

"Young Master is still young now. It's only been three years. It's nothing. You have time to read it slowly. Besides, with your talent, all the disciples in our sect are dull compared to you. Maybe you can finish reading it in three months." !”

The old beggar smiled and said, this Tibetan sutra is certainly worthy of its name, but after reading it, you will even feel connected to it, your energy will move with your spirit, and you will naturally develop Qianyang Qi.

Of course, those who can do this are all extremely talented. Once they appear, they will be accepted as direct disciples by the real person.

But even with such a one-in-a-million talent, the old beggar had no doubt that the person in front of him could do it, or even do it better.

"Thank you so much, Master!"

Feng Qing'an picked up a book, originally just wanting to read it casually, but after looking at it twice, he found that he could actually understand the true meaning contained in it, and he started flipping through it unconsciously.

The old beggar originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Feng Qingan looking in so easily, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he silently retreated without saying anything.

"Don't bother me, just bring some food on time!"

Before the old beggar left, he did not forget to give instructions to both sides.

Butler Zhao, who was originally an old man from Jianghu, couldn't tell that the slovenly old beggar in front of him was one of the legendary land gods in the opera, so he immediately and respectfully agreed.

However, the old housekeeper soon discovered that he had agreed too early, because only half a day later, a graceful and luxurious woman, like a fairy from heaven, knocked on the door of the mansion.

"I wonder if your young master is here?"

"My young master is reading scriptures in the house. Please wait a moment, young lady, and I will go and pass the news here!"

Butler Zhao just glanced at the woman, then lowered his head respectfully, not daring to look any further.

Because with his eyesight, he didn't find a single flaw on this woman's face. An ordinary person, with the sun eclipsing hundreds of grains, her whole body is filthy, and her facial features are perfect. This is not the face a mortal should have.

"Invite someone in!"

Having finished reading one side of the Taoist scriptures, Feng Qing'an was still unsatisfied, but he did not forget his previous plan. He just let the old beggar give him the "Qianyang Question" and put it aside, and met the girl from Taiyintian. build.

The hook is straight and the bait is salty!

It can be described as blatant fishing!

But in such things, only those who wish to take the bait are always willing to take the bait, and sure enough, when the immortal woman walked into the room and saw the Dao Zang scripture scroll placed on one side. After chatting with Feng Qingan for a few words, he also took out the Taoist scriptures that Taiyintian had prepared for the introductory disciples without hesitation.

These Taoist scriptures are important even if they are said to be important. Even real people can get some insights from them. They are not important even if they are not important. Naturally, there is nothing to cherish about the things that each disciple has.

"Taiyin·Suwen"

Although the name is simple, the weight of this Taoist scripture is even greater than that of the Qianyang Sect.

"good!"

Feng Qing'an picked up a book and quickly became immersed in it in front of this fairy's daughter. Although it was also mixed with private goods, it was indeed Daozang.

The female cultivator of Taiyin Tian saw that Feng Qing'an was fascinated. The daughter of the immortal smiled, and then retreated very consciously.

When the so-called secret is known to a second person, it is no longer a secret. Therefore, on the third day, the mansion where Feng Qingan lives was "captured" by many Taoists who deliberately wanted to win over him.

These Taoist masters seemed to have agreed upon it. The first one had just retreated, and the next one came to visit. Even Feng Qing'an's straight-hook fishing was full of harvests. Every real person who visited him left his sect behind. Taoist canon carefully collected and then compiled.

After all, it does not involve fundamental cultivation, and it is not a secret inheritance of magical powers. No matter which real person it is, there will be no stingy behavior in this matter, so that real people from other sects will be compared.

Therefore, although Feng Qing'an was always disturbed, he was also pained and happy. In just ten days, he obtained the staggering number of Taoist scriptures that had to be carried into the cave.

However, there are many overlapping contents in these Taoist scriptures, but after revision and compilation by various schools, they are always somewhat unique.

Even though most of them are mixed with private goods, if you really look at them all, you won't be led astray. Of course, to be on the safe side, Feng Qingan decided to show it to Donghuang first and let the former immortal check it for him.

"I'm preparing to survive the tribulation, do you want to see it?"

"want!"

In late August, Feng Qing'an closed the door to thank guests and saw no one. No matter how powerful he was, no one could even think of entering his house again. His attention was all focused on the underworld at the moment.

…

There is no sky, no stars, no moon, no life, no life. This is a land of the netherworld. No matter it was hundreds of millions of years ago or now, the world here is so dead and there is no hope. I was born here, no matter how many times I have traveled. Gao, in the end all that is ushered in is despair.

"The Yin spirit will never become a saint!"

Looking up at the dim sky without any decoration above the head, a king wearing silver armor, but looking elegant and ethereal, stands in the void, with hair as black as carved from ink jade, dancing in the floating wind, clear and clear. His eyes reflected the dead silence of the ruined world.

"If Gu Ruo has survived thousands of tribulations, can he become a saint?"

The moment the question appeared, a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck at the being in silver armor.

boom--

Purple electric light bloomed, and her silver armor flashed with crystal brilliance. She shouldered the thunder without any damage on her body.

"Does this mean you are the first thunder tribulation?"

A voice with a hint of worry sounded in his heart, and the sudden thunder made him tremble, because there was no warning in the sky just now.

"No, this is just a reminder!"

Donghuang's indifferent voice sounded.

"What?"

Feng Qing'an didn't understand it for a while, but in the next moment, he understood it, because when the real disaster came, there would be no clouds of disaster, let alone any brewing, giving those who could overcome the disaster time to prepare.

There was only a purple sea that suddenly appeared and turned into a thunder pool, directly submerging Donghuang's figure. With the help of Donghuang's perspective, Feng Qing'an saw a vast purple sea in front of him. It was a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, which was extremely terrifying.

"What do you mean? Are you not even giving me a way to survive?"

Feng Qing'an, who had already seen the Dragon Girl overcome the tribulation and thought he had some understanding of the tribulation, couldn't help but scream after seeing the intensity of the thunder tribulation that Donghuang had to endure.

If this lightning disaster was aimed at him, then he is basically lying flat now. He can't muster the slightest resistance, because just the so-called reminder is enough to chop him into a piece of coke, and maybe even ashes. There is nothing left.

boom--

Thousands of thunders intertwined in one place, surging like a tide, but possessing the terrifying power to crush everything. The blazing lightning swept across the sky and the earth, and everything was dyed with purple meaning.

"I am the body of a Yin spirit!"

Donghuang, who was conquered by thousands of thunders and suffered unimaginable harm, spoke calmly at this moment. She already knew what she needed to face and endure.

boom--

There was another roar, which almost penetrated Feng Qing'an's eardrums and shattered his soul. Even if he was separated by a world, Feng Qing'an had the illusion that his soul was going to fly away. The vast and incomparable sea of ​​thunder that connected the sky and the earth made He felt despair in his heart, like a river pouring down from the sky, like an endless river of stars falling down.

"Even if it's a Yin spirit, it won't be like this. This bird catastrophe didn't even have a brewing process, it just smashed down!"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but feel sorry for Donghuang. It's not like he had never seen a catastrophe. How could it be like this?

It's as if God doesn't give the ghost kings in the netherworld a way to survive at all, and has no room for existences above the ghost kings. He wants to use their opportunity to overcome the tribulation to erase all traces of them from the world.

When Dragon Girl first overcame the tribulation, the tribulation had been brewing for a long time. Even the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait could feel the sense of oppression and had the opportunity to escape to their homes.

After the Tribulation Crossers and the surrounding creatures were almost ready, the first thunder came belatedly and slowly descended, with gaps in between.

It's not like the current Heavenly Tribulation in Donghuang Crossing. He greeted him with thunder at the beginning, and then gave no chance to react at all. There was not even a wisp of cloud. The next moment, there was a sea of ​​purple thunder, wrapping the people who were crossing the Tribulation in it. in.

Not to mention the intensity of this heavenly tribulation, which is more than ten times greater than the one when Dragon Girl passed through it. Just talking about the process of falling this tribulation and the intervals between each tribulation thunder have already demonstrated the two worlds. difference.

"This is the catastrophe of Netherworld, there is nothing strange about it!"

Donghuang, who had gone through the Netherworld Tribulation for the first time, was very calm. Even though her body was shaking under the thunder, she still managed to hold on. Spiritual swords flew out from her side one after another, slashing. The lightning flashes flew toward her.

However, such behavior is tantamount to carving out a waterless land in the vast ocean. All she can do is to suffer as little as possible from lightning strikes.

"Donghuang, UU reading www.uukaｎshu.net God won't help you, but I will help you!"

Feng Qing'an has never seen Donghuang in such a mess. Her silver armor was penetrated by thunder. Under the Luan Feng armor, her body, which no ghost king could match, was also devastated by the thunder and was covered with scars. .

"No need for now, let's wait for the last catastrophe!"

Donghuang refused,

"I still have some options left, so I can hold on!"

The moment Donghuang's words fell, a misty fairy energy actually floated from her body. As the Tao Yun flowed, the nine-layered Tianque shrouded in clouds and mist appeared behind her.

There was a figure sitting high on the Nine Heavenly Tower. The moment it appeared, the surging sea of ​​thunder fell silent for a while, and an eternal and immortal aura emerged.

"What's this?"

Feng Qing'an was dumbfounded when he saw the figure sitting high in the Nine Heavens Tower. Although it was covered in clouds and mist, he couldn't see it clearly, but looking at its shape alone, how could Feng Qing'an, who was very familiar with Donghuang's body, not see it? Come out, the outlines of the two are almost the same.

The fever is gone, hold on tight and go to sleep first