The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 238 Covering the sky with one hand

The snow is falling endlessly, and the clouds are falling.

The young man looked out the window at the snowflakes falling like a goddess scattering flowers, and couldn't help but sigh. Under the gloomy sky, even though the cold wind howled, he could still hear the laughter of women coming from the neighboring courtyard. After a moment, It became a low and suppressed gasp.

“It’s not going to stop even in the middle of winter!”

Hearing the noise coming from next door, the young man couldn't help but curse, but who made his five senses become more acute now, even though the people around him were already very low-key.

But the sound that was almost unheard mixed in the wind was still captured by him. Even with the sound, he could outline a rough picture of the scene in his mind.

As the New Year approaches, even Longyin Academy becomes a little lonely as the snow falls in winter, but even so, there are many people staying in the academy with no intention of going back.

For example, his neighbor, Feng Qing'an, once overheard that he came from a noble family, but was from a side room, so he was not taken seriously.

Therefore, he would rather take his maid and stay in the academy, hiding in the room to discuss the ways of yin and yang, than go back and be looked down upon. There are actually many similar guys in the academy.

The academy often turns a blind eye to these noble disciples who have sent a large amount of money to support their cultivation. As long as they don't go too far and make acts such as daytime prostitution, they will basically be fine. Ignore everything above.

The courtyard where Feng Qing'an lived was originally prepared by the academy for the noble disciples. It was not surprising to hear these melancholy sounds. Of course, normally nothing could be heard.

"Next door is the Nuan Pavilion, with fine wine and maidservants, but I'm holding a fool like you in my arms!"

The young man lowered his head. There was nothing in his arms, but a giant, shiny black dog with thick hair. When he cursed, the black dog raised its head and stared at him with a pair of innocent blue eyes. See.

"Tell me, how many times have we failed."

Feng Qing'an reached out and rubbed Heishan's dog's head angrily. Originally, he and Giant Long Bo had succeeded after one try. This made Feng Qing'an eager to look for Heishan and want to replicate the successful case.

After all, Giant Long Bo's body is too big. Feng Qing'an also discovered that at his current level, if he wanted to maintain the "Shenhe Technique" with Giant Long Bo, the consumption of soul power would be a bit large, making him somewhat powerless. bear.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, it is better to change to a different one when faced with regular situations. Therefore, Feng Qingan naturally focused on Heishan. This guy was undoubtedly his best choice besides the giant Long Bo.

Feng Qing'an originally thought that with the case of integrating with the giant Long Bo, the integration with Black Mountain would be extremely smooth, but the facts told Feng Qing'an that things are unpredictable.

Even though Heishan does not reject Feng Qing'an subjectively and even tries its best to cooperate, its body's bloodline instinct is difficult to suppress and it strongly rejects Feng Qing'an's entry.

This led to Feng Qing'an trying Heishan more than ten times, but none of them succeeded. This made Feng Qing'an hug this guy tightly in the winter.

If Heishan is like this, then there is no need to think about other existences, because Heishan is still close to him subjectively. Apart from Heishan, not even Donghuang has such trust in him.

However, despite failing so many times, Feng Qingan gradually figured out the reasons for his failure, and also figured out the reason why he succeeded in confusion the first time.

The spirituality possessed by Giant Long Bo was all given bit by bit by his soul power. These spiritualities came from him, so how could they reject his regained control?

In contrast, Heishan, who has the bloodline of the ghost wolf, is different. Although Heishan's current potential has increased significantly, thanks to Feng Qingan's cultivation, there are also people with the bloodline of the ghost wolf from Heishan who have also been cultivated.

If he wants to use Heishan's "Heshen Technique", Feng Qing'an must tame Heishan's ghost wolf bloodline and make this bloodline surrender to him.

At this time, "The Art of Divine Exercise", which had been ignored by Feng Qing'an and had not even paid attention to it, returned to Feng Qing'an's sight, and he also realized the significance of this secret method.

God damn it!

It's not just about controlling the beast's body, but also the bloodline hidden in its body, as well as the subconscious instincts that can easily be ignored under the subjective consciousness.

After finding the root cause of the failure and summing up the successful experience, it was natural to repeat the first success. However, this time, it was merged with the giant Long Bo, which was a little different.

Perhaps it was because the difference in size was not insurmountable, so this time it turned into rays of light, and it was no longer Feng Qingan who melted towards the other side, but Heishan who was held in his arms.

"This feels really good!"

His consciousness and body were completely controlled by himself. Feng Qingan felt the power emerging from his body and narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

However, he also "observed" changes in his appearance. Unlike before, with the help of Black Mountain's demonic power, his body became taller, his hair became thicker, and demonic patterns appeared on his body. This time, his body directly grew Thick and smooth black wolf fur.

In just a short moment, the originally handsome young man in white turned into a monster between a human and a wolf, and his head soon reached the rafters.

If Feng Qing'an was not very familiar with the demonic power of the ghost wolf and could control the enlargement of his body, then a monster that would collapse the entire house would definitely appear at this moment.

Because at this moment, Heishan's size has exceeded that of his father-in-law, the White Wolf Lord. Even if he is on all fours, the height between his head and the ground is more than ten feet. You can imagine how huge its real body is.

After merging with Heishan, Feng Qing'an's size will naturally increase dramatically. Even if the fusion this time is based on him, fortunately, Heishan's bloodline contains magical powers that can control the size of his body at will. Feng Qing'an takes over. Everything in Montenegro can naturally control body size.

"I can do better!"

Feng Qing'an, who had successfully cast the "Heshen Technique", was in a good mood, but he was really not able to accept his appearance at the moment, and he could also feel the blood of the ghost wolf in Black Mountain was stirring, and it was this This restlessness led to his current appearance.

"Give it to me, just lie down!"

The monster, whose head almost penetrated the roof, roared in its throat, and then the thick black wolf hair that had spread all over its body slowly retracted.

The physical characteristics of the monster between a human and a wolf were once again more human-like. In about half an hour, Feng Qing'an restored his appearance to the one he had when he borrowed demonic power from Heishan.

His blue eyes, jet-black hair hanging down to his waist, and demonic patterns like dancing dragons and snakes spread on his cheeks and limbs, adding a bit of enchanting and evil temperament to him. Anyone who looks at him will think that he is a demon. .

Although this is indeed the case with Feng Qingan's current state, Feng Qing'an is not satisfied with these changes. He wants to make sure that he has truly tamed the Black Mountain's ghost wolf bloodline.

So, the next moment, the monster, which was originally biased towards humans, had patches of thick hair growing on its limbs, and even its straight back began to become rickety.

When the change was over, there was a giant wolf in the house wearing a snow-white robe, standing upright like a man. Although his temperament was particularly more ferocious, because of the robe, it added a bookish air. A little less aggressive.

"This is so true!"

The giant wolf spoke human words, and its furry face showed a humane look of satisfaction. But soon, he seemed to have thought of something again. The hair on his torso and limbs quickly faded and turned into human limbs again, but the head did not change back. .

Therefore, a monster wearing white clothes with dragon scales and a wolf head and body appeared in the room. The monster stretched out his hand and the incandescent light shone, but it was soon infected by the demonic power and turned into a deep dark color.

Crackling~

The monster with a wolf head and body held a dark-colored thunder spear in its hand, and in its blue eyes, there seemed to be a divine light shining.

"Tsk, with my current appearance, it's not too much to go to the Netherworld and become the King of Hades!"

On a whim, Feng Qing'an transformed into this appearance. Appreciating his posture at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little eager to try it out, wanting to show off his talents in the Netherworld.

After all, the Jin Dynasty, which had been at peace for a long time, really didn't have a place for people like him to perform. Northern Xinjiang, which originally seemed to be going to war, has become particularly honest in recent years because of his elder brother's arrival.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, a chill arose from his heart, and the ultimate sense of crisis permeated his whole body. A familiar smell was noticed by Feng Qing'an, who was now in the body of a wolf.

Heavenly Dragon Monk!

Feng Qing'an, who sensed something was wrong, suddenly took a step back. In the next moment, a golden light penetrated his roof and penetrated the place where he had just stood.

boom--

The Buddhist golden light burst out with the intention of conquering demons, and instantly swept through the courtyard where Feng Qingan had lived for half a year. Every brick and tile here was crushed into powder, and everything in it was destroyed. No souls or bones remain.

In the golden light that was burning like a raging fire, a monster that was about ten feet tall, holding a thunder spear, roared. The scars scratched by the golden light of Buddhism healed instantly just at the moment it appeared.

"Yinghai!"

Nestled in his Nuange courtyard in the middle of winter, Feng Qing'an, who was practicing secret arts, suddenly received such a blow, and the anger in his heart suddenly ignited, because he could see clearly what was falling from the sky.

A golden demon-conquering pestle, with the magic power on it, is enough to make every demon nailed by it miserable. Of course, if a weaker demon is injured by this thing, his soul will be scattered in an instant, and his body will be left without bones. Save, not even a word.

In Feng Qing'an's current state, if he had been slow to dodge just now, he would have been seriously injured in an instant.

No matter how peaceful Feng Qing'an's mind was, he would not delve into the reason why the bald donkey was hit so suddenly.

Even the Buddha and Bodhisattva who like to talk about compassion have angry looks, not to mention Feng Qing'an who is still addicted to the many beautiful things in the mortal world. Now he just wants to kill the bald donkey.

"Bold monster, how dare you bite the Lord!"

Amidst the roar of Feng Qing'an in the demonic posture, a huge hole was opened in the thick lead clouds in the winter, and the Buddha's light poured down. And in the golden light, a monk wearing a brocade cassock, holding a nine-dragon copper staff, stepped on The golden lotus stepped down from the sky, blazing flames burning on his body, that was his anger.

The Heavenly Dragon Monk from Xilan Continent looked at the demons in the dilapidated ruins who were indifferent to the erosion of the golden light of Buddhism, with real flames burning in their eyes.

In his heart, guilt, self-blame, confusion, and various emotions were entangled together, and on the surface, they turned into the fuel of anger and evolved into murderous intent.

He had been secretly observing Feng Qing'an. He knew that Feng Qing'an was a little special, so he just used a precious mirror he carried to observe the changes in Feng Qing'an's aura, and at the same time, he was wary of the Netherworld figure lurking somewhere. Ghost fairy.

After a period of continuous observation, Tianlong Monk confirmed that the Second Master Feng was very close to those monsters and aliens. However, what made him somewhat gratified was that when getting along with these monsters, this Second Master Feng often occupy an absolutely dominant position.

This didn't make him think too much. He just liked to subjugate demons. In Xilan Continent, there were many monks with powerful magic who liked to do similar things, converting demons with Buddhist teachings, and then take them into their sects as protectors.

However, just now, he suddenly noticed that the aura of the Second Young Master Feng disappeared extremely suddenly, and merged with the aura of a demon, turning into an aura that was a bit unfamiliar to him.

Under his nose, such a sudden change occurred, which crushed Tianlong Monk's Zen heart in an instant, UU Reading www. uukanshu.net Overwhelmed his will, he almost subconsciously concluded that the second young master Feng was backlashed by the demon under his command.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Xilan Continent. When he was at Tianlong Zen Temple, he often heard that high-ranking monks were devoured by demons.

But he didn't expect that something like this happened right under his nose. Those demons that seemed to be tamed and obedient to Second Young Master Feng actually swallowed him up.

"The poor monk will definitely throw you into eternal purgatory and be tortured for ten thousand years!"

Tianlong Monk, whose eyes were gradually turning red, stared at Feng Qing'an with a wolf head and human body. Of course, in Tianlong Monk's eyes, Feng Qing'an was now a demon that devours his master.

This monk used his rich experience to make wrong judgments in a short period of time.

Feng Qing'an, who was suddenly hit like this at this moment, also wanted to think about what was going on and why the bald donkey went crazy. No matter what the reason was, he had to beat the bald donkey half to death first.

Rumble——

The big demon with the head of a wolf and the body of an evil spirit roared. Above its head, the sky roared, and the clouds that stretched for unknown miles suddenly shattered. A palm covered with black armor fell from the sky and grabbed Tianlong. monk……