"Lord Mountain God said that this sword was given to you so that you can deal with the little troubles you encounter on the road, so that you don't have to pull out another sword!"
The little white wolf whispered, acting extremely respectful in front of Feng Qing'an, a mortal who seemed to have nothing special. This respect was not only because of the mountain god's instructions, but also because of her own keen insight.
Although this was his first contact with Feng Qing'an, she had already heard about Feng Qing'an's existence, especially Heishan who played with her.
"A sword that solves small troubles? The mountain god has a plan!"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh in admiration after hearing this.
The sword given to him by his eldest brother is good, but not many are worthy of taking it out of its sheath. Besides, he can't pull out the sword at any time. This sword can only be used when he encounters injustice and wants to calm down the chaos.
Unsheath.
The mountain god probably noticed this, so after learning that he was preparing to travel far away, he sent this sword. It should be said that it was indeed thoughtful.
"As long as you are satisfied!"
The little white wolf replied in a low voice.
"I'm very satisfied, but I'm curious, what is the material of this sword made of?"
Feng Qingan asked. Although he already had the answer in his heart, he wanted to confirm it.
"This is the sword made from the dragon teeth that fell off during the transformation of the mountain god!"
The answer was not what Feng Qing'an expected. There was no surprise. It was the product of the mountain god himself, just like Long Yi.
"The mountain god values me so much, I should go into the mountain and thank him face to face!"
True to his word, after saying this, Feng Qing'an held the snow-white sword in his hand and started to walk out of the house. The little white wolf looked at Feng Qing'an's back as he walked out, and was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly followed.
"Master Feng, if you don't mind, I can carry you into the mountains!"
The little white wolf ran quickly in front of Feng Qing'an, then leaned down.
"Of course I don't dislike it, but you haven't carried anyone on your back, right? This might not be good!"
"What's wrong with this? Don't you often ride Black Mountain into the mountains?"
"Heishan, this guy is different from you!"
"What's different?"
Little White Wolf asked in confusion.
"That's all, keep it down!"
The little white wolf had already taken the initiative, and Feng Qing'an didn't bother to squirm anymore. He exerted force on the soles of his feet and, like a swan goose, he easily jumped onto the little white wolf's already bigger body and sat firmly on her back.
superior.
"Master Feng, sit still!"
"Don't worry about me, just run with all your strength!"
Although the feeling of sitting on the Spirit Wolf is slightly different from that of the Black Mountain, its body shape is roughly similar. Feng Qingan sits very firmly and is of course very comfortable. The Little White Wolf's hair is also exceptionally thick, and the riding experience is excellent.
The little white wolf did not answer any more, but like a gust of breeze, it took Feng Qing'an away from the village in an instant. Then, under Feng Qing'an's surprised eyes, he flew off the ground on the night wind blowing in his face, and flew away from the ground.
Running among the clouds!
Walk with the wind!
This is a magical power that is much better than Heishan walking on a will-o'-the-wisp, because Little White Wolf is much weaker than Heishan at the moment, but if there is an aerial battle, Heishan probably can't do anything to Little White Wolf!
Because the little white wolf was walking in the wind without using any strength. She just raised her wolf paws, and the wind naturally gathered under her paws, allowing her body to run among the clouds without expending any strength.
Feng Qing'an had seen Lord White Wolf use similar magical powers before, and as his biological daughter, Little White Wolf also had such a talent, it was not surprising.
He was just curious about the fundamental difference between the little white wolf as a spiritual beast and the Black Mountain as a demonic beast. And if the wolf cubs born from the union of the male and the female he had set his sights on would be considered spiritual beasts or monsters,
Monster?
Various thoughts passed through his mind, but Feng Qingan just thought about it and did not intend to find out the root cause for the time being, because the big green mountain that exuded gleaming light under the night was already very close in front of him.
Flying among the clouds was much faster than Black Mountain carrying him on flat ground in the mountains. After all, there was no need to take a detour and there were no obstacles in between.
On the top of the green mountain, green light shines, and an elegant man wearing a green shirt appears. Looking at the young man riding a white wolf, a smile appears on his gentle and handsome face,
"Master Feng, you came here in the middle of the night, but you are not satisfied with what I gave you?"
"Mountain God, where are you? The long sword made from your fallen dragon teeth is considered a treasure no matter where it is placed. What else can I say about my dissatisfaction? I came here tonight to thank you."
"Master Feng has never tried this sword, how can he be satisfied with it?"
The mountain god could tell at a glance that the sword in the young man's hand had not yet been unsheathed.
"Then I'll try my sword right here!"
The moon was sparse and the clouds were billowing. Feng Qingan, who was riding a little white wolf on top of the clouds, felt a little itchy at the moment.
“But please give it a try!”
Since the mountain god gave permission, Feng Qing'an was naturally not polite. He stretched out his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and unsheathed the snow-white sword. A cold light suddenly penetrated the sky, and there seemed to be a dragon's roar.
Feng Qing'an held the sword and waved it gently to his side. The snow-white sword light burst out, and the shadow of a dragon and snake flew out. In an instant, as far as he could see, within three miles, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and in the sky
, a piece of pure.
"What a sword!"
Such power shocked even Feng Qing'an, and then a look of joy appeared on his face, because he didn't use any power just now, he just swung the sword with his own strength, and he didn't even swing the sword with all his strength.
As a result, the sword energy burst out from the sword can move the sky.
"As long as Mr. Feng is satisfied!"
The mountain god was not surprised that the sword he sent had such power.
"Does this sword have a name?"
"I have never given it a name. Since this sword was given to Mr. Feng, let Mr. Feng give it a name!"
"Aogami!"
Feng Qingan stared at the mountain god and said without thinking,
"I want to name my sword after this, but I don't know what God's will is."
"The Green Divine Sword is very good!"
The mountain god had a smile on his face, so naturally he would not object to this. He gave the sword to the son before he left, didn't he just want to form a good relationship with the son? It is self-evident to whom the Green God Sword refers.
"As long as the mountain god is satisfied, then this sword will be called Qingshen in the future!"
After Feng Qingan finished speaking, a green divine light shone on the ridge of the white sword in his hand, turning into two seal characters that Feng Qingan didn't recognize at the moment. But with just a glance, Feng Qingan knew what these two characters were.
Qinggami!
I don’t know the words, but I know the meaning!
This is a kind of text that contains special power. Even though Feng Qingan is watching it with his own eyes at this moment, he finds that it is difficult to remember it as long as he diverts his attention even slightly.
"The name of Qingshen will surely follow the young master as he travels around the world and his reputation will be spread far and wide!"
The mountain god is very confident in this point. He feels that this king is not a thing in the pond, just like a dragon, cloud and rain.
“It’s ridiculous to praise God!”
Feng Qingan was a little embarrassed by the praise.
"well!"
The mountain god stared at Feng Qing'an for a while and suddenly sighed. Feng Qing'an was a little confused and immediately asked,
"Why do the gods sigh?"
"I have discussed Taoism with your brother in dreams many times, and I have benefited a lot from it. Your brother said goodbye to me before he left three years ago.
But after three years, it's your turn. Your brother, after you said goodbye to me, you have already become a prime minister. Today, I say goodbye to the young master. When we meet again, I wonder what kind of person the young master will turn into?"
"Haha, thank you to the mountain god for your kind words. If I can help the mountain god again when we meet again, I will spare no effort to help you ride the wind and rain and transform into a real dragon!"
Feng Qing'an made a promise at this moment. No matter what the mountain god had in mind, the favor given to him by the mountain god was real and there was nothing false about it.
Since he has received favors from others, he should repay them. Feng Qingan calmly accepted the sword given by the mountain god at this moment, confident that one day in the future, he would be able to help the mountain god transform into a dragon.
"Then I will wait quietly in the mountains for the young master to come again!"
The mountain god smiled and said that he had no disdain for Feng Qing'an's seemingly arrogant words. He was still frightened by the thunder disaster that fell outside the mountain not long ago, and he knew very well who the person who caused the thunder was.
"Then I'll say goodbye to you today!"
Feng Qing'an did not intend to spend the night communicating with the mountain god here. His parents had already returned home.
"There is no wine here, so I will give you a pot of tea. I hope your fame will be spread throughout the world and your reputation will subdue all the wastelands as soon as possible!"
The elegant scholar in Tsing Yi waved his sleeves, and the crystal-clear jade tea set that Feng Qingan had seen before appeared. The fragrant and fragrant tea fragrance lingered. The young man was naturally not polite. He knew that the things hidden by the mountain god were good.
After having a drink with the mountain god, Feng Qingan rode on the little white wolf who was standing by the side very obediently at the moment, and headed out of the mountain. The little white wolf had just listened to all the conversations between the boy and the mountain god, and his heart was trembling.
Already numb.
The young man had just promised to help the mountain god transform into a real dragon. The mountain god not only did not deny it, but seemed to acquiesce that the young man had such abilities. Instead, he wished the young man a famous name in the world. What is the origin of this man?
Little White Wolf had a lot of thoughts in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask out loud. She was already frightened.
"Can you stop for a moment? I still have a good friend in the mountains. I should go see him before I leave!"
Feng Qing'an, who was enjoying the night breeze, suddenly said, and the little white wolf naturally did not dare to have any opinions. He followed Feng Qing'an's guidance and led Feng Qing'an to a mountain col.
"Big Bear!"
After Feng Qingan landed, he saw a rock cave. He broke into the cave skillfully and dragged a sleepy and lazy black bear out of the cave.
And this one was just lying on the ground, with a height of more than half a person. Xiong Zhi finally woke up from his sleep, and after seeing clearly the person who dragged him out, he looked extremely small compared to his huge body.
His eyes suddenly widened, he turned over and stood up, looking at Feng Qingan warily.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to fight with you today!"
Roar~
Xiong Zhen let out a low roar full of confusion and intimidation, and Feng Qingan understood its meaning as soon as he heard it.
Since you didn't come to me to fight, then why did you come to me?
"I'm leaving. I'm going to a very far away place. I probably won't come back for a long time. So I'm here to say goodbye to you so that no one will fight with you again."
Hoho!
Hearing what Feng Qingan said, the black bear, who was still a little sleepy and alert, suddenly let out an uncontrollable roar of excitement and became visibly happy. The little white wolf beside him was also
I couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
"You guys, we haven't known each other since we started fighting. Aren't you a little bit sad when you heard that I was leaving?"
roar!
No!
Who would be sad to hear that a guy who is looking for various reasons to beat himself every now and then, and who also disturbs his sleep at night, is about to leave. It would be a shame for him not to be rolling on the ground now, venting his joy.
.
"It seems that I have really tortured you too much during this period!"
At this moment, Feng Qing'an began to realize that in fact, he had not treated this guy badly. Every time he went to him to test his strength, he would lead spirits and refine blood for him.
This was an opportunity that no amount of monsters could ask for, but this guy had a big heart and a big body, and he didn't care about the changes that had happened to him. He didn't even notice that his body size had skyrocketed compared to before he met him.
"I don't have anything good to give you. I'll just give you a small gift. I hope that when I come back, your skin will be thicker than now!"
It sounded like a beautiful blessing, but the happy expression on the black bear's face suddenly froze.
However, it was soon attracted by Feng Qing'an's actions. Feng Qing'an stretched out his palm. The moonlight that could only be felt when the monster breathed fell into his palm, like silver threads.
.
In just a moment, a "little moon" that was almost the same as the bright moon in the sky, but much smaller, appeared on Feng Qing'an's palm. The rich moonlight essence on it made Xiong Yan salivate.
.
This is how Feng Qingan explored and applied the art of attracting and gathering spirits after he set foot in the realm of the Heavenly Beast Lord. He discovered that he could condense the free spiritual energy in the heaven and earth, and even the unique powers of the sun and the moon.
Compressed into crystals.
Although this kind of pure essence crystal does not last long and will eventually dissipate with the passage of time, the retention time will gradually increase with practice.
The most important thing is that as he can condense all kinds of unique energy in the world into crystals, Feng Qing'an can worry a lot less. He only needs to feed the appropriate power crystals to the creatures that can digest them, and he can activate them.
Although the training effect is a bit rough, it saves trouble.
"Open your mouth!"
At this time, the black bear was particularly obedient, opening its mouth wide, and Feng Qingan directly threw the moonlight crystal in his hand into it.
The little white wolf on the side looked at it with the same greed. What she usually absorbs from her practice is the moonlight. As a result, the young man in front of her has so easily gathered the accumulation that she may not be able to obtain even after several nights of practice.
"Let's go, you can eat and sleep well from now on, and no bastards like me will bother you again!"
After sending out the moonlight, Feng Qing'an walked towards the little white wolf, and the black bear looked at Feng Qing'an's leaving figure and happily returned to the cave. It just waited for it to finish refining the moonlight in its belly and lay down on the stone bed.
, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, feeling empty inside.