The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

In the empty and silent dark hall, there was only a faint light radiating from a pool of blood, bringing a negligible light to the darkness here.

"Master, do you hate me?"

In the blood pool, a sword trembled slightly, and the originally calm blood pool stirred up ripples and waves. And on top of this sword, a half-demon girl stepped on the bare feet in mid-air, with an expression on her face. Gazing confusedly into the deep darkness of the hall, he fell into thinking and self-doubt.

"What did i do wrong?"

The Sword Spirit, who was born less than a day ago, has enough spiritual wisdom, but does not have much knowledge. After all, her birth is too special and there is no blood inheritance. The sword master who gave her birth just looked at her. With one glance, he left without taking her with him.

At this moment, the only thing the Sword Spirit can think about is why she was abandoned. She now wants to pursue the sword master. She can also make her body fly, but when the sword master abandoned her, she did not catch up immediately. .

Now even if she wanted to pursue it, she didn't know where to go. What she was looking forward to now was her master. Maybe he didn't abandon her, but just left temporarily because of something.

Perhaps it was because she was too weak to be of much help, so she was placed here instead of taken away with her. She wasn't abandoned.

"Is it because I'm too weak?"

The sword spirit thought about the reason why she was abandoned. The master just glanced at him the moment she was born and took shape, and then left without any regrets, without stopping.

"Master, where are you?"

"When will you come back to see me?"

"Master will definitely come back to see me!"

"Why hasn't the master come back yet?"

The sword spirit's eyes were always fixed on the direction Feng Qing'an left, expecting Feng Qing'an's figure to appear in front of her again, but in this empty and lifeless Demon Subduing Hall, there were only those shriveled and dead, She was not accompanied by the corpses of monsters that no longer had any use value.

Apart from this, there are no living things, and time seems to have no meaning here. One breath becomes extremely long, while a thousand years only takes a blink of an eye.

The Sword Spirit, whose birth was too short, felt that she had been waiting for a long time, and this long wait made her originally clear and bright eyes appear with a hint of resentment.

"I must be so useless that the master doesn't want to take me with him."

However, the Sword Spirit girl's resentment was directed at herself. She almost subconsciously concluded that her master abandoned her because of her weakness and incompetence.

And when the sword spirit girl's silence began to turn into thoughts, and even when her resentment was about to materialize, the figure she had longed for appeared in front of her again.

When the handsome young man in white clothes appeared in front of her, the resentment on the sword spirit's face was immediately wiped away, revealing a smile as bright as the rising sun. The sword spirit cheered and was about to pounce on the young man like a tired bird throwing itself into the forest. embrace.

But before she rushed over, she saw a beautiful girl with a beautiful face, who seemed to gather the essence of the sun and the moon, and the beauty of all things, appearing next to her master. Her bright and pure aura made the sword spirit born in the blood pool, in her heart. I couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed of myself.

"Feng Qing'an, is this the first sword you forged according to your sister's method?"

Nan Ge curiously looked at the sword in the blood pool, and then his eyes stopped on the sword spirit girl. Not sure if it was an illusion, but suddenly felt that the girl's appearance, and even the clothes on her body, were somewhat similar to hers. . So, the girl naturally turned her gaze to Feng Qing'an.

"right."

Feng Qing'an looked at the sword spirit girl who had become what she was now in his distracting thoughts, and then saw the girl Nan Ge who was very close to him, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Although it was his stray thoughts, the appearance of the human being was obviously based on what he saw and heard, so both the girl's clothes and her clothes were similar to Nan Ge.

After all, he was thinking of a little blond animal-eared lolita at the time, and the sisters he has seen now must have Nan Ge's figure, more similar to a lolita. Until now, the girl's figure has not grown. The passage of time and the passage of time seemed to be of no use to her.

"Then is she the sword spirit of this sword?"

"right."

Feng Qing'an's expression was dull. It was not a good choice to bring Nan Ge here, but he couldn't stand the girl's clamor to see him, so Nan Ge also came with him. After wandering around the world, he felt that it was very boring. Want to see him.

Naturally, Feng Qing'an couldn't refuse, so he brought her back with him, and also showed her the first sword he had made, and there was also a bit of showing off in it.

"Feng Qing'an, you are so amazing. My sister never had a sword that gave birth to a sword spirit like this. You actually raised one after your first sword refining."

Even though she has lost the memory of her previous life, the girl still has a lot of knowledge and knows what it means that a sword can give birth to a sword spirit that is almost like a living being.

"Ha ha."

In front of the girl, Feng Qingan couldn't help but smile proudly. Although it was due to his physique, wasn't this physique his? No difference.

"But she looks similar to me."

"..."

The smile on Feng Qingan's face froze, but it only lasted for a moment before returning to normal.

"Maybe it's because you both look like young girls, so you look somewhat similar."

"Is it."

The girl smiled like a flower, and there was nothing unusual about her face. She seemed to really believe Feng Qingan's story. On the other side of the hall, the sword spirit that had been moving had stopped and looked timidly at the beautiful young girl.

"Nan Ge, have you encountered anything interesting while traveling in the world these days?"

Feng Qing'an changed the topic very bluntly, but as soon as he said these words, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He knows very well what the state of Qi is like in the human world now. Even though Brother Nan is an innate Yin spirit and has no memory of being a human in his previous life, there is nothing interesting in the troubled times where demons are rampant.

"Interesting things?"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Nan Ge suddenly became thoughtful and began to recall what she had seen and heard along the way since she entered the human world. Although she found it generally boring, she also encountered some special things. When Feng Qing'an asked at this moment, she recalled .

"I met a very funny man."

"Um?"

Feng Qing'an made a nasal noise, his eyes seemed careless, but his mind was now alert.

Although he has established a contract with Nan Ge, it is impossible for him to use the "Spiritual Resurrection Technique" anytime and anywhere to project his consciousness on Nan Ge.

Therefore, Nan Ge didn't know exactly what he had experienced while traveling in the world. Feng Qing'an could only generally perceive that the girl had never encountered any danger from beginning to end.

It's not that Feng Qing'an doesn't care. Once she encounters a situation that even causes her injury, Feng Qing'an will sense it, and then he can use the "Shen Shen Technique" to bless the girl with many of his physical characteristics. .

But now the girl said that she met a very funny person. At this time, Feng Qingan realized that something was wrong.

Danger does not necessarily mean direct harm to the girl, or having ulterior motives for the girl, or having some special intentions.

"Sounds like a very interesting person. How did you meet him?"

Feng Qing'an seemed to ask quite casually. He was not in a hurry to ask whether it was a boy or a girl. As long as the conversation continued casually, Nan Ge would naturally share everything with him.

"I didn't meet him. I was passing by a small town while riding the wind, and he was down there. When he saw me, he led a group of people and chased me."

"I saw you……"

Feng Qing'an nodded thoughtfully. If Nan Ge deliberately concealed herself, ordinary practitioners would not be able to see her existence. The guy who could see Nan Ge and catch up to her probably had a lot of background.

"Then what?"

"He stopped me and asked my name."

"kindness."

Feng Qing'an nodded expressionlessly. Not far away, the sword inserted in the blood pool was vibrating slightly. Even if Feng Qing'an just spilled a drop of blood, the sword still established an inseparable relationship with him. The lost connection will even move with his thoughts - the reason why the sword spirit changes its appearance due to his distracting thoughts is precisely based on this.

"Did you tell him?"

"How could it be? I just made up a name casually, and unexpectedly he read out a poem and praised my name as a nice one."

"What name did you make up on the spot?"

"North and South."

"Then you are quite fooled. What kind of poem did that ignorant guy make up?"

"It's cold in the north and the geese are waiting, while the southern branches are warm and waiting for the orioles."

"It sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Feng Qingan touched his chin. After all, he had been reading for several years, and based on his memory, even the poems that were just a glimpse of before could be thought of now if he wanted to recall them.

"That person is quite interesting, just like those dwarfs who made people laugh in the actors' plays that I have watched in the mansions of powerful people in the world."

"Actor? Dwarf?"

After hearing Nan Ge's praise and description of the other party, Feng Qing'an felt that there was no need to worry too much.

After all, the initial impression of the other party was already fixed in Nan Ge's eyes. He was just a clown, so what's the point?

"This actor who came to your door by himself didn't bother you, did he?"

As soon as Feng Qingan finished speaking, Jiuling's voice sounded in his ears,

"Master, I found a tracking mark on the second lady's body."

"Mark?"

The depths of the young man's eyes instantly became cold.

It was indeed inappropriate for him to use the soul contract to determine whether the girl was in danger, because as long as the other party did not directly cause harm to Nan Ge, there would be basically no reaction from his side.

Even like this, he just locked Nan Ge but didn't take action, so he couldn't notice it. If it weren't for the special existence of Jiu Ling, he might not be able to notice it even if the person was already in front of him.

"Can you peel off this mark without Nan Ge noticing it?"

Feng Qingan had a gentle smile on his face, but secretly gave instructions to the cave spirit.

The girl was still sharing with her interesting experiences in the human world, and the guy who made him feel like an actor, making people laugh, like a clown, only mentioned a few words, and then talked about what she thought Other things that are quite interesting.

"Small problems are taken care of by me."

To this simple request, Dongtian Ling agreed without even thinking about it.

"good."

The expression on Feng Qing'an's face became more and more peaceful, but there was a deep murderous intention brewing in his eyes.

Regardless of whether he is the guy who looks like an actress or not, the mark on Nan Ge's body shows that the Yin spirit girl who has been wandering around the world has been targeted by a force with a good background.

Roar~

The silent roar of the soul sounded. Under the gaze of Feng Qing'an, whose soul power had been concentrated at this moment, a wisp of gray energy that was almost integrated with the cold power emanating from Nan Ge emerged, and was lifted from Nan Ge by the spirit of the cave. It was peeled off from her body, but the girl was completely unaware of it.

This is the desperate thing that will inevitably happen if the level gap is too large. Sometimes even if someone is plotting against you, you don't know where the attack comes from, and you draw your sword and look around at a loss.

Click click click——

The aura that was almost the same as Nan Ge's was perfectly integrated into one place. After the gray aura that had not fallen on her body was stripped away, it immediately turned into a gray-black skull the size of a sesame seed, and there was even a There is an even fainter green soul fire swaying. UU reading www. uukｎshu.net

"What can you tell?"

Although Feng Qingan's heart was filled with murderous intent at this moment, it even caused the swords in the sword pool to tremble continuously and almost flew out of the sword pool and fell into his hands.

"Sir, this mark must have been left by a human monk who is very good at the ghost way. That is to say, the concealment method is very good. Even you can't see it if you don't look carefully."

"A human monk who is good at ghost ways? What is this?"

"A monk who enslaves and controls ghosts to practice fighting skills."

Jiuling explained.

"Well, I understand."

Feng Qing'an looked at the sword that was about to fly out of the blood pool. Under his gaze, the demon-suppressing sword suddenly returned to calmness and became silent.

"You are too weak, and your sword edge is not sharp enough. Before I take you out with my own hands, you will be nourished in the blood pool."

While talking, Feng Qingan took out the things he brought back when he left and came back, which were the remains of two gods that he had killed.

Such an evil god who brought trouble to the world could not be too relaxed when faced with Feng Qing'an, who was holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword of the Gods. He was unable to resist with one sword after another.

"Nange!"

"Um?"

While sharing the journey with Feng Qingan, the girl who he thought had an interesting experience raised her head and looked at him curiously.

"Can you stay at my place during this time? Or you can go to your sister's place."

While talking to the girl, Feng Qingan's cold thoughts also echoed in the consciousness of the cave spirit,

"Can we use this mark to trace back to the past?"