The Feng family in the Central Plains has always focused on orthodox spiritual cultivation, and has never heard of any knowledge similar to animal language..."
While Aojunxie was talking to himself, Qingkuang didn't answer him.
At least, for now, it is far from being necessary to confess the ins and outs of his ancient beast-controlling skills to Aojunxie.
However, from Aojunxie's surprised expression, Qingkuang already knew that the old man with white beard and white hair, Ming Qianhe, did not reveal his suspicions about Feng Qingkuang to Aojunxie.
In the entire Fengyun Continent, apart from Feng Qingkuang himself, I am afraid that only Ming Qianhe can see some clues from it.[
Summoning the Gobi Giant Eagle, which is larger in size and more ferocious in temperament, means that Qing Kuang's beast control skills have made some progress compared to that day in Heming Valley...
"Everyone listen to my order, get on these giant eagles, and set off immediately, bypassing the northwest land, and heading to the territory occupied by the enemy in the north!"
"Yes! Captain!"
The ten disciples shouted in unison. Each one climbed onto the back of the eagle one after another. Although this was the first time in their lives that they had sat on such a ferocious flying mount, they showed no fear at all. In this regard, compared to those who were usually pampered
For the soldiers of Fengyun Kingdom, they are much tougher.
After his disciples all sat on the back of the eagle, Qing Kuang also turned over. Just as he was about to fly, Ao Junxie strode forward and wanted to stop him, but he hesitated. He just warned:
"Qingkuang, be careful in everything! Especially Xiao Linfeng, avoid whenever you can. With your current strength, you are far from his opponent!"
"Of course, thank you for the reminder! This is a sneak operation, there is no need to confront the people of Beiming Kingdom head-on!"
After speaking arrogantly, he shouted loudly, and dozens of giant eagles flapped their wings in unison and soared into the sky. For a moment, sand and rocks were flying on the Gobi desert, and strong winds suddenly rose.
Before the blink of an eye, the flying team carrying the followers of the Hurricane Mercenary Group and Feng Qingkuang had already risen high in the sky...
Qing Kuang was flying at the front of the team, with towering stone peaks and deep valleys at his feet. The giant eagle was extremely fast. Even if it circled the northwest, it only took them one or two hours to cross the dangerous terrain.
Under the control of the ancient and powerful beast control skills, these originally ferocious, wild and untamable raptors beneath them seemed to have become members of the team. They not only obeyed orders, but could even understand their master's thoughts, and they had a tacit understanding.
Of course, this is just the art of controlling beasts at an ordinary level. When it is practiced to a more advanced level, the beasts can communicate with the summoner's mind. Even without any words, the beasts can help in time.
Both offense and protection will be greatly strengthened!
The hurricane mercenary group led by Qing Kuang was flying high in the sky.
Now, under their feet, they have returned to plains and rivers, as well as vague forests, villages, etc. It seems that they have reached the border town between Fengyun and Beiming.
At such a high altitude, the field of view observed by the human eye is extremely limited, but all of this is very easy to solve for Qing Kuang.
Staring at the place where the spell was activated, his spiritual thoughts began to intersect with the horse he was riding. When Qing Kuang suddenly opened his eyes again, the originally black pupils emitted a brown light, shining brightly. Now, as if with divine help, he was as bright as a thousand feet.
Everything on the ground outside can be seen clearly, no matter how big or small.