Chapter 278 The incarnation of the gods, the dragon king is very soulful
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 278 The incarnation of the gods, the dragon king is very soulful
"Donghuang!"
When something doesn't make sense, Feng Qing'an immediately thinks of the King of Youhuang. If he doesn't understand something, why bother to think about it on your own? It's the right way to directly ask someone who knows.
"What's the matter?"
"There is something about the power of incense..."
Feng Qing'an told his thoughts truthfully. He was eager for the benefits of the incense's wish, but he did not want to bear the disadvantages of the incense's wish.
Man, are you so greedy?
No one is an exception.
Every living thing has desires.
Practitioners do not seek fame and wealth, regard gold and silver as dung, and regard power as passing clouds and smoke. Therefore, practitioners have no desires or pursuits?
Are you kidding me?
Practitioners have the desire to transcend the ordinary world, but they are unable to achieve great enlightenment, immortality, overwhelming supernatural power, or power that transcends the ordinary world.
"It is rumored that in ancient times there was a great emperor who benefited from Heaven and Earth and was granted the power of the Dawn of Nine Continents. However, the emperor did not accept the power of the wish, but he was unwilling to give it up, so he used the power of the people's wishes to create an incarnation of a Shinto emperor with incomparable power."
After listening to Feng Qingan's unrestrained thoughts, Donghuang said slowly.
"Is it really fun?"
After hearing this, Feng Qing'an's eyes suddenly lit up. That was very much in line with his request. As expected of the great emperors of ancient times, he knew how to adapt, but someone with such experience in the world could create such a secret method that has the best of both worlds.
"There are so many things that are infallible in this world, and there are so many kinds of magical powers and secrets, some of which I can't think of, and there are none that don't exist. Just..."
Donghuang deliberately prolonged his tone, and Feng Qing'an became nervous because he realized that although there was a secret method in that world, Donghuang might not necessarily master it.
"Just what?"
"The secret method created by the Holy Emperor has not spread to the East, so even if he is not there, he has never mastered it."
The Lord of Youhuang Kingdom said slowly, although Feng Qing'an had just been prepared, he could not help but feel a little disappointed when he heard such words. It was already very good that Bu Nao could know the existence of that kind of secret method, and it could be considered an expansion.
Gained knowledge.
"Forget it if you don't have it."
Although that was not the case, Feng Qingan felt a little uncomfortable. Donghuang was clearly tormenting him, so it would be better not to let him know, and simply not think about it.
"Few people know about the secret method created by the great emperor, but there are many great people in Bu Nao who have learned from the emperor's creation method and created similar methods of incarnation of the Shinto. It happened that his father had a copy and also passed it down.
I gave it to him, but he never had the chance to use it."
"..."
Feng Qingan was silent for a while.
"What? You don't want to beg anymore?"
A cold voice with a hint of ridicule sounded in Feng Qing'an's heart.
"Would I withhold it from him?"
Feng Qing'an didn't blink and asked. How could he be manipulated so easily by Master Wei?
"If I need it, nature will give it to me. Otherwise, I have to pay something!"
Donghuang's voice became a bit playful.
"What do I want to ask him to give?"
Feng Qingan still maintained a tough attitude.
"That month, I was asked to come to the lonely palace. Did I fulfill my promise?"
Donghuang suddenly asked, and Feng Qing'an was speechless.
"Wouldn't he go then? Besides, he didn't agree at the time."
Feng Qingan's face suddenly stiffened.
"Well, he has a lot of things to deal with..."
"Wait a minute, I will give him the secret method, and he will come over now."
Feng Qing'an glanced at Minglong, who was now surrounded by strands of incense and desire, and decided to aggrieve him. It was not the first time anyway. How could a real man be so coy in his life?
"He is busy with his affairs now and has no time. In a few months, when he has time to summon me, I will come to the palace again."
"……good."
Feng Qing'an's cheeks twitched, but he gritted his teeth and agreed to Dong Lai.
"His secret method is not as good as the method created by the great emperor. It is more than enough to refine a Shinto incarnation. If I can find a better one in a month, I can replace it."
When the voice fell to the east, an obscure and difficult secret method had already flowed into Feng Qing'an's heart.
The young man like Ru Ming is no longer Wu Dong Amon. Even with a simple glance, he can clearly understand the general outline and know the subtleties of it. The secrets of Shinto can be said to be every word, explaining what is the most simple way.
Well, if you want to practice that secret technique, the most difficult thing is not to understand the precise requirements, but to achieve the requirements of practice, you must have a lot of willpower to join the body, then practice
The most basic requirements of the occult.
But that was not a problem for Minglong. When Feng Qingan passed on the secret technique that he had obtained at a certain price from Donghuang to Minglong, the little guy was so excited that he was flying in the air.
Walk.
While the thunder roared and the hurricane roared, the golden-scaled dragon circled and danced in the air. All the pure will power that had been entangled in its body and could not be dealt with suddenly fell off.
Wishes as clear as spider silk were flying in the air. Minglong looked at those wishes, let out a long groan, opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the incense wishes and taking them into his body.
The golden-scaled dragon was flying and swimming in the clouds. Feng Qingan looked at it expectantly and opened his mouth to spit. Then, a golden shadow about the size of a foot, like a loach, shot out from his mouth.
Feng Qing An Ding Qing took a look and saw that it was actually a golden-scaled arowana with a sharp dragon horn on its forehead. The whole body was crystal clear, as if it were carved from glass and jade. It was radiant with divine light and naturally gave it a sense of sanctity and majesty.
"..."
Although Minglong successfully used the wish power flying from the sky to create an incarnation of the Shinto, Feng Qing'an looked at the one shaking his head in the sea of clouds and accepted all the incense wishes in Minglong's place.
The powerful dragon fish fell into silence.
Dragon head, fish body, chi kiss.
With that small appearance, Feng Qing'an was familiar with bu'an. He had even eaten it. So the moment the thing appeared in front of his eyes, Feng Qing'an doubted whether the Suicune was borrowing his soul from the corpse.
Revived again.
When Feng Qing'an used the "Shen Shu" to control the Minglong Armor, and also controlled the dragon fish that swallowed up all the incense and wishing power that kept flying from the east of the earth, he then eliminated it.
If you don't care, is it really an incarnation of the will power without any self-awareness?
"Because of the divine weapons?"
Feng Qing'an asked Minglong and discussed with him whether the little guy could not explain it clearly, because it was an incarnation refined with wish power as the raw material according to the requirements of the secret technique. As for why it turned into
It looks like that, and I can’t tell the reason why it looks like that when it’s formed.
"Since there is no problem, let's continue and see how that thing can be cultivated. If there is really a problem, just break it up."
Feng Qingan stared at the dragon fish for a long time, but after repeated confirmation, he found that he could control it at any time, so he temporarily gave up the idea of destroying it and decided to observe it for a while.
Yin ~
The golden-scaled dragon also picked up the incarnation of the Shinto that he had made in his paws. He stared at it carefully and looked at it again and again. It should be destroyed directly because it had caused the owner's concern. The owner wanted to observe it for a while.
Month, then let’s take a look.
"Once any nuclear weapons are found, they will be destroyed without any hesitation."
Feng Qing'an decided to hand over the cleaning work of the mountain range to Minglong. Those human beings who had become slaves of the evil god would not be spared, but all of them would be killed.
And he requested that the corpses of the evil gods he had just collected be disposed of as soon as possible, and then he would kill the other evil gods who were causing trouble and doing evil in that land.
Yin ~
When the little dragon waved its little claws, patted its chest, and assured Feng Qing'an Lidong, Feng Qing'an had already turned around and entered the cave.
The second floor of the cave, the prison of ten thousand demons!
Unlike the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, which only has thirty-six demon-locking towers on the first level of the cave, there are seventy-two demon-suppressing palaces on that level, where thousands of demons are imprisoned.
There are as few as a hundred and as many as nearly a thousand demons imprisoned in the main hall.
Of course, quite a few of the demons captured by the Jin government had special backgrounds. Unless there were other special reasons, they could not be killed on the spot, so they could be imprisoned.
Those things didn't matter to Feng Qing'an anymore. Now he went to any place in Qi and the number of demons he encountered was several times greater than the number of demons imprisoned in the Huai Ψ Demon Palace.
Feng Qing'an randomly picked a Demon-Conquering Hall that was quite remote and walked in - it suited the topography of the cave, so the construction and establishment of those Demon-Conquering Halls would appear to future generations to be quite chaotic.
Some demon-suppressing halls are used very frequently, and some will only throw monsters into them unless they are blocked. Feng Qingan broke into such a demon-suppressing hall.
"Gee, I haven't seen anyone new for a long time. Am I a descendant of the Xiao family or the Luo family?"
"It doesn't matter who he is from. Hey, that kid, can I stand over a little bit? He won't beg for my life, just asking him to bite me is enough."
When the breath of strangers appeared in the prison where demons were suppressed, pairs of pupils of different colors, but most of them filled with bloody evil energy, lit up one after another from the darkness, with greedy and malicious eyes.
Staring at him from all directions.
Even if an unusual monk is watched by so many demons at the same time, even if he knows that those demons are imprisoned, he will think of escaping instead of staying here for one more breath.
Bu Nao Feng Qing'an turned a blind eye to the malice coming from all directions like a sea wave. He walked to the center of the enchantment hall and followed the method taught to him by Donghuang at any time to start suppressing and banning the demons there.
The land was transformed into a sword-making pool.
Then the effect achieved by further deriving the original formation will not have any impact on the original formation of locking demons and subduing demons, and will the power extracted and mobilized in the formation be used to forge swords.
"Boy, why don't you shut up? I'm bending over and drawing some ghost symbols on the ground?"
"That kid looks very strange. Why hasn't he said a word since he came in until now?"
"That guy looks really weird, and he didn't bring any of his colleagues with him."
"He couldn't have sneaked in secretly. Judging from the sneaky appearance of that kid, he doesn't look like a member of the Xiaoluo family."
"Nonsense, who can sneak in?"
"He always feels good. That human boy has a big problem."
Boom——
Along with the dull roar of the sound, all the demons who could look at Feng Qing'an and talk to each other shut their mouths. Even the demons with no origins also widened their eyes at this moment and stared dumbfounded at the man.
The boy didn't know what kind of legs he used to move the huge head.
After a moment of silence, the demon-suppressing hall where the number of demons was imprisoned was also opened. Seeing the head of a mountain god with their own eyes was obviously beyond their endurance and caused an unparalleled impact on their minds.
"Then, is that the aura of the Demon King?!"
"How can that be done? That can't be done!"
"He must never admit his mistake. His father is the Demon King. He is very familiar with that aura. No, his father's aura is not as good as that head."
"Am I kidding? I looked at that thing that has been dead for a while. My father is very alive, and it is much better than the dead thing. How strong was that Tiger King when he was alive?
"
"I asked him, who was he going to ask?"
"At that time, what was the point of discussing who was strong and who was weak? They were all chopped off until only their heads were left. It was so cold."
The many demons who originally looked at Feng Qing'an's every move with a playful attitude became completely panicked at this moment. They no longer had the calmness and calmness before, and they had no intention of teasing Feng Qing'an.
Even if some of them are demons with origins, their backers are just demon kings. At this moment, the aura exuded by the head taken out by the young man is not even comparable to those demon kings who are still alive.
If you kill such a ferocious existence, how can you provoke them?
"It's done!"
Using the blood flowing from the tiger's head as a dye, he embellished the formations he added, and dark red spiritual patterns appeared one after another in the places he had visited before.
An illusory and hazy blood pool appeared in the center of the Demon-Conquering Hall, and in the center of the blood pool, a large sword with a strange texture but more illusory texture could be vaguely seen.
"Let him in!"
The moment he saw the blood pool appear, Feng Qing'an raised his leg and kicked the evil god's head in front of him. The originally illusory pool boiled instantly, and the illusory and unreal red liquid in it began to boil.
Just like whether you have your own life consciousness, you go against the current.
Then Feng Qingan saw that the blood, which was originally invisible, had actually corroded the mountain god's head, leaving only the glistening red bones. In the end, even the red bones were gone.
There was nothing left, and in the beginning there was only a real pool of blood, with layers of blood ripples rippling.
Bu Nao, in the blood pool that seemed to be ten feet square, the demon-suppressing sword that still remained illusory and had not changed as the blood pool turned virtual into reality looked extremely dazzling.