The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 293 Transformation into Immortality

Bullying a cat is too much!

How could there be such a human race in this world? !

It makes cats sicker than the devil!

"Can't do it? If you can't do it, come back. I'll do it."

Meow~

capable! I can do it!

The resentful kitten responded quickly. At this time, Jun Yan noticed that what it was thinking seemed to be transparent to the human race.

Meow~

Master, I like you so much, I love you so much!

I am willing to go through life and death for you!

I want to be with you forever, even if we reincarnate, we will never be separated.

"If you deliberately disgust me again, I will lock you up until you die. Do you believe it?!"

It maintained restraint, but the voice that was obviously suppressing emotions sounded in its consciousness. At this point, Jun Yan was basically sure that this human race could spy on its thoughts.

hateful!

"Complain less, do more, don't complain, don't think I don't know, you have been eating all the time and haven't done anything serious. If you really do something, it's not too late to complain like this."

Feng Qing'an's angry voice sounded in Jun Yan's consciousness. The cat froze suddenly, and then he remembered that it hadn't suddenly started working, so it would be fine.

Isn't it just modifying the monk's memory? It's easy for it, but it just does the same thing over and over again, which makes the cat very irritable.

"You can eat and fuck at the same time!"

Meow~

good idea!

Maomao shook his head in displeasure and finally started to work. His target was, first of all, the pill-forming monks of the Yinhun Sect. They were undoubtedly the backbone of the three immortals, and their existence was the only It is the mainstay that ensures the endless inheritance of Yinhun Sect.

"snort!"

After seeing this little thing acting honestly, Feng Qingan snorted, and then communicated with Sen Miao. She saw that it was an auspicious beast, so she didn't need to arrange to enter the Yinhun Sect. The painting style was different, even if it was forced. Some people may feel something is wrong if they change their memory.

Twisting the soul and forcibly implanting memories will not be foolproof. This kind of thing that obviously challenges logical intelligence is not necessary. However, the ghost general, Xu Wuding, can be arranged to be by his side as his protector. He goes well with the Yinhun Sect.

The sunlight flickers by outside the window, and the shadows of flowers on the table move forward.

Before a glass of music was given, the chenpai under the stairs told the time again.

Three months passed by in a blink of an eye. In these short few months, Feng Qing'an, whose strength had grown by leaps and bounds, took a look at his eight soul contracts. Naturally, the biggest change was the Demonic White Tiger who had mixed into the Yin Soul Sect and was as comfortable as a fish in water.

[The Eighth Soul Contract: Jun Yan]

[Race: Demonic White Tiger]

[Attributes: heaven, demon, god, spirit, beast]

[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]

[Combat power level: Commander·Superior]

In just three months, Jun Yan, who was cut down by his elder brother with a sword, was slightly better than the little demon who had just transformed into a spirit. His spiritual power increased to the commander level and he was about to become a big demon.

However, even so, Feng Qingan remained unmoved. Because his cultivation speed is not slow, and his cultivation speed is even faster than heaven. Two months ago, he completed the cultivation of the second highest realm.

The reason why it took him a month was because his Immortal Pulse Condition was different from the Hundred Ghost Night Walk that the young sect master had cultivated. If he repeated the path that the young sect master had walked, it would take at most three days. Finish.

To complete the practice of opening the pulse, you must at least have a basic understanding of your own vision and be able to fully control it. Feng Qing'an spent so long in order to find out the magical effect of the immortal pulse.

Even so, he has broken through. He completed the practice of Yunling Realm fifty days ago. For Feng Qing'an, this realm couldn't be simpler. This realm is to cultivate the spiritual energy in the body and achieve the law. Yuan Ling, and then the Dharma body, prepares for the next state, the state of transformation.

Monks with ordinary qualifications will get an opportunity to change their destiny in this realm. They can practice special magic bodies in this realm and improve their qualifications.

In fact, for the vast majority of prepared monks, they can accumulate knowledge in this realm of practice, so that they have stronger potential and can go further on the path of seeking the path.

However, for the Tianjiao monks who have top cultivation talents and extraordinary physiques, this realm is the least interesting, because no matter how they practice, their qualifications or physiques will not be enhanced much. As long as they condense and cultivate their magic power, Yuan Ling can break through the realm and step into the next realm.

Feng Qing'an is this kind of monk. It is easy for him to cultivate the true magic power. As for cultivating the legal body, it is even less necessary. The many physical characteristics superimposed on him are comparable to those of the geniuses. The monks are also incomparable and have already exceeded the standard.

For Feng Qing'an, practicing at this level is as easy as eating and drinking. If he hadn't had any doubts, he would have been able to achieve the same level of Qi condensation in the first level and break through it in one day if he had not had any doubts.

Such a speed of cultivation would scare people to death. In less than half a year, he went from a layman cultivating immortality to a monk in the Mortal Realm who was preparing to form pills.

Even those Taoist geniuses who have been passed down for eternity are nothing more than this. Even Donghuang was silent after hearing this. However, it is a pity that Feng Qingan will not take this path.

Because this road is getting narrower and narrower, unless he can't think about it, he is destined to abandon it.

"Liuyin Youtian Immortal Sutra"

This is an immortal scripture transformed from the practice of ghosts and ghosts. After it is completed, the human body will be transformed into the immortal Yin spirit body, similar to Donghuang, but far inferior, because Donghuang is an innate creature. Life, and those who have cultivated it are just acquired Yin spirits, falling into the lower realms.

A normal monk would only train himself into a Yin spirit if he had a good head, unless he had no choice. However, it is also understandable that if you finally train yourself to become a Yang Ling, it will be a direct road to immortality, and you will not be relegated to a heretic.

Transformation!

Get rid of the mortal body and climb the immortal path!

Cultivation in this realm is much more difficult for Feng Qingan. When a normal monk reaches this realm, he has to face a choice: should he continue to be a human being?

Of course, the vast majority of monks cannot abandon the human body, so the practice in this realm is to practice magical powers and condense the true seeds of talismans. Every time you practice a true magical power, not only will your magic power increase, you can also use it. The true type of magical power can be used instantly or greatly reduce consumption.

But there are also a small number of monks who, at this level, choose not to be human beings. Instead of condensing the true seeds of talismans, they choose to refine magical powers into their bodies, causing changes in flesh and blood. consumption.

Making horns protrude from the head, wings protruding from the back, or even a tail growing from the body, or turning the legs into a snake's tail, or a shark's tail... these are all common changes in flesh and blood magical powers.

Most monks, even if they choose not to be human anymore, will more or less retain part of their human body if they choose flesh and blood magical powers, transforming into three heads and six arms, which is considered quite extreme.

And like the young sect master, who chose to transform into flesh and blood with magical powers, horns, bat wings, and scorpion tail, without leaving any trace of a human being, it is still extremely rare - that demonic posture is the true body he trained in the realm of transformation. Instead of a legal body, his human appearance was conjured.

This was a change that Feng Qingan could not accept. He could choose not to be a human being for the time being, but he could not accept being a human being forever. The changes in flesh and blood magical powers were almost irreversible. Without the need to form a pill, it would have an impact on the monks themselves.

Therefore, in the practice of this level, the young sect leader's practice experience cannot be used as a reference at all. Feng Qing'an can only choose from the magical powers he has mastered, or find it himself.

After all, this is still a human immortal sect that can be chosen by monks who have retired from the mortal realm. There are still many magical methods for condensing the true seeds of talismans, but there are not many that Feng Qingan can take notice of.

"Green Ghost Battle Body" is a special physical cultivation method that combines six flesh-and-blood magical powers, including heart, blood, and bones, three internal changes, and horns, wings, and tail, three external flesh-derived magical powers. .

This kind of magical power seems ordinary, but in this Yinhun Sect, it is a first-class secret. Non-true disciples are not allowed to practice it. It is extremely mysterious.

But it is impossible for Feng Qing'an to choose, and there is almost no one in Yinhun Sect that can compare with this practice. However, it is not a big problem. For this kind of matter, just go to Donghuang directly. Not only Donghuang, but also Little Phoenix Youyou can can help him.

It is because of these reasons that Feng Qing'an's practice in this realm has completely slowed down. In his own eyes, he is no different from crawling like a turtle. So far, he has only developed two magical powers and condensed two souls. The real kind of talisman.

"Little Yin Yang Blood Evil Yin Thunder"

"Five Ghosts Falling Soul Wind"

A magical power of thunder and a magical power of wind. Just by listening to the names, you can tell that they are quite grounded and very consistent with his current practice. It is quite difficult, but it is not a problem for Feng Qingan. It took about one month to practice it.

He is now thinking about the third magical power, "Five Elements Yin Sha Earth Ultimate True Fire", and he already has some clues. It is estimated that he will be able to practice it in another half month.

Anyone who sees this speed will be silent. Although they are all magical powers with a sinister spirit, the power of these magical powers is not weak, and the difficulty is needless to say. Feng Qingan, with the idea of ​​challenging himself, tried his best. This kind of magical power is extremely powerful but difficult to practice.

"Heishan, prepare the chariot. I want to inspect the mountain gate."

Feng Qing'an, who felt a little tired from his cultivation, shouted. Patrolling the sect was one of the few pleasures he had now. As his cultivation level reached the same level as the young sect master during his lifetime, Feng Qing'an also began to have a deep understanding of Yinhun. Zongshanmen is wandering everywhere.

He is now only stronger than the young sect master. Except for "Blue Ghost Battle Body", he can do everything that the young sect master can do. If he can't, he can still do it.

In this situation of complete crushing, Feng Qing'an naturally does not have to worry about being exposed, not to mention, after Jun Yan's hard work for three months - although this guy worked while eating, what should be done was basically completed.

From the sect master, down to the elders, as well as the true disciples, the more promising inner disciples, etc., everyone has a new understanding of him. Their memories have all been modified. As long as they don't encounter human beings, they will basically be fine. .

He was bored and had nothing to do, so he wandered around the mountain gate to show his presence and deepen the memory of Jun Yan's tampering.

Even if a disciple suddenly realizes that something is wrong, if he looks at the memories of the people around him and the performance of his righteous master, he will only doubt himself and not others.

Ouch~

Following Feng Qing'an's call, a torrent of demonic energy suddenly rushed out from a bronze palace built on a cliff and landed in the palace where he was. The moment it landed, it turned into a majestic, calm and majestic head. The black wolf, with its mixed blue and purple eyes, made it look even more sinister.

Following the wolf king's sudden movements, monster wolves rushed out from the palaces on the cliffs, and together with a dark chariot-like chariot, they were brought to Feng Qing'an - this was Feng Qing'an. The car I chose for myself was too boring to ride in a blood sedan.

Rumble——

Sixteen wolf monsters as big as calves were covered with iron chains, pulling the heavy chariot. Dark thunder splashed from the wheels, and the power of the forbidden magic circle engraved on it spread, making the chariot as light as a feather. , dragged into the sky by the demonic wolves.

"Haha, let's go!"

Feng Qing'an took Heishan into the chariot, and the moment he sat down, a group of Yin soldiers wearing black armor and holding swords and spears swarmed out of his body and were displayed at the front and back of the chariot. , clear the way for them, and protect them thoroughly.

Click——

The dark Yin thunder pierced the sky. Under the gaze of many elders and true disciples, a vast black rift exuded cold death aura, and the mighty Yin soldiers rushed out. The evil aura of the battle filled the air, and in the military formation , a chariot pulled by sixteen demon wolves, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net could not be more conspicuous.

On the chariot, a young man full of evil spirit was wearing mysterious clothes and sitting with a smile. He seemed to have encountered something extremely happy. However, the moment he saw this young man, no matter whether he was an elder or someone with great ambitions, Qiancheng's true disciples all turned their gazes away, not wanting him to notice.

"Well, why doesn't anyone say hello to me?"

Feng Qing'an, who was sitting on the chariot, felt the eyes that were avoiding him and not daring to fall on him. Not only was he not satisfied, but there was an angry look on his face, as if he had forgotten what he had done during the previous trips. .

"How dare you be disrespectful of this little true story!"

Surrounded by Yin soldiers and protected by hundreds of demons, Feng Qingan looked more like an evil monk than an evil monk. After feeling dissatisfied, he casually glanced downwards and found his target immediately.

But it is a hill more than a hundred feet high, with blue birds soaring on it, white deer holding branches, and beautiful flowers and grasses, covering the palaces and pavilions. It is full of inspiration and auspiciousness. If it were not located in the mountain gate of Yinhun Sect, it would really be considered a place. A wonderful paradise for immortals.

"Be punished!"

As the cold words fell, the roars of ghosts came and went in the void, and then there was a mighty wind, falling from the sky with Qing'an's thoughts, sweeping towards the hundred-foot spiritual mountain.