"You are my eldest brother's cat? What is your name? Can you speak human language?"
Feng Qing'an looked at the little black cat squatting on his shoulder and licking its paws, with a rather subtle mood.
Among the creatures he knew, only Donghuang had such high potential. But now he was going to see his elder brother, and before he saw anyone, he met such an indescribable little guy on the way.
Simply outrageous!
Meow~
The black cat stopped licking its paws, raised its head and stared at Feng Qing'an, its radiating golden vertical pupils reflected Feng Qing'an's face, and then let out a milky cry, which seemed to be able to melt people's hearts.
Melt away.
"..."
Feng Qing'an was silent for a moment. He couldn't understand cat language. Let alone a foreigner, even if he was from the same race, he might not be able to understand the dialect spoken ten miles apart.
For practitioners, communicating with spiritual thoughts and spiritual consciousness is the most reliable way of communication, and they can clearly and unmistakably convey what they want to express.
"little things."
Although the kitten's race, attributes, and even potential level made Feng Qing'an wonder if he had seen it wrong, Qi Ling's combat power alone still made Feng Qing'an relax a lot, stretched out his hand, and pinched
He grabbed the little guy's nape and lifted it in front of his eyes.
"Are you pretending to be stupid with me?"
Based on the potential level of this little mysterious cat, its intelligence is only slightly stronger than that of humans. Feng Qingan will not be deceived by its seemingly harmless, petite and cute appearance. I believe that this guy can only act cute.
This guy comes with a sword. His appearance alone is enough to prove that he is extraordinary. An ordinary cat would be scared to death. This little guy dares to follow his palm and climb up to his shoulder to lick his fur.
.
Meow~
But even in the face of Feng Qing'an's questioning, the little black cat still didn't show any intention. Instead, it stared at Feng Qing'an with a pair of round and bright eyes, and let out a sweet meow.
Roar~
Looking at the little black cat being held in Feng Qing'an's hand, making a non-deterrent cry and flapping its four pink paws, Heishan beside him felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, with a vigilant look in his eyes.
The head was lowered slightly, and the white fangs were exposed.
"Heishan, what are you doing? Don't scare this kitten."
Heishan's excessive reaction made Feng Qing'an subconsciously hold the little black cat in his hand, which was no bigger than a palm, and press it on his chest. This was the creature with the highest potential that he had met so far, and it was almost free of charge.
To say that he is not moved is pure nonsense. He has already made up his mind. If this cat is raised by his elder brother, then he will ask for it from his elder brother.
It would be even better if he jumped on the sword halfway. Once it is in his hands, he can't even think about running away, no matter what the little kitten has in mind.
Even if the harmless appearance of humans and animals is disguised, this combat power alone cannot cause much trouble. No matter how high the potential is, only after it is realized and converted into combat power can it burst out to destroy the world.
Power.
Without redeeming potential, potential is just potential, just take a look. There are countless geniuses and heroes who died young in this world, but in the end they are just a handful of loess.
However, Feng Qing'an was more inclined to believe that his elder brother had thrown the cat up. With a sword in his hand that could kill gods and dragons, how could he allow the kitten to jump on the sword and step on it at will?
Even if this kitten has the potential to become a human immortal, so what? All Cangjiang Shuijun who could truly rival a human immortal have been killed, let alone those who have not yet grown up.
Unless the eldest brother gives permission, no one other than their brothers can control this sword.
Ouch~
Hearing Feng Qing'an's slightly reproachful words, Black Mountain put away its subconscious attack stance and let out a slightly aggrieved whimper.
Meow~
The kitten, which was pressed against Feng Qing'an's chest, let out another sweet cry. Its little head poked out halfway, and its originally round golden eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of pride and provocation.
Looking at Heishan who was showing his obedient and obedient attitude at this moment.
Ouch~
Just as a low roar came from Heishan's throat, the little black cat burrowed into Feng Qing'an's clothes, and then the little guy with black hair and red hair suddenly bumped into Minglong, whose body was covered with shining golden scales.
The two little guys were right on Feng Qing'an's chest, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes. But the next moment, Minglong let out a menacing roar. Although it was not a living creature, it was just a pair of psychic armor. At this moment, it
Still like a wild beast defending its invaded territory.
Originally, Feng Qing'an's robe belonged to its own territory, and no other being could share it with it.
Although it knew that from time to time, several big birds burning with blazing fire would fly out of Feng Qing'an's body. But those guys had no conflict with it.
Even if they appear, they fly out of Feng Qing'an's body. When they don't appear, they quietly shrink inside Feng Qing'an's body and have no contact with it.
But the thing that was as black as coal in front of him was different. This little thing blatantly invaded the territory that originally belonged to it. This made Minglong feel strong hostility at the first sight of this little black cat.
"You two little ones, don't mess around."
Feng Qingan was naturally clear about what happened to him. Feng Qingan reached out and fished out the little black cat that had crawled into his arms, and then placed it on the right shoulder where it was originally.
Meow~
It was still a milky, sweet cry, but when this sound fell into the ears of Minglong who emerged from Feng Qingan's collar, it was completely different from what Feng Qingan heard.
.
Roar~
It was dry and hoarse, making one's soul feel like it was about to burst. It was like the roar of an ancient demon. With a roar, mountains and rivers shattered, and stars fell... Even Minglong, who is now extremely spiritual, couldn't help but shake his head, almost to the point of shaking his head.
Just under this roar, he was knocked unconscious.
"Good guy, I didn't realize it. This little thing has two faces!"
Minglong's discomfort was immediately noticed by Feng Qing'an, and he was shocked when he used the "Spirit Art" to separate a ray of consciousness and place it on Minglong Armor and gain its perception.
"The devil white tiger?"
Feng Qing'an silently reflected on the information he had just obtained. After knowing some of the details of this little thing, of course he would not be well-behaved and cute. His sweet and cute appearance puzzled him, but he did not expect that this little thing's cry was also like this.
special.
It was obviously the same voice, but it fell into the ears of different creatures, but the feelings they received were completely different. However, there was such an abnormality, which made Feng Qingan feel a little relieved. The identification was not wrong. The origin of this little guy
Truly extraordinary.
"Let's ask Brother Xun!"
Feng Qing'an drove Feng Lan towards the direction from which the sword flew. The wind blowing in the sky gradually dried up, and the land passing below gradually became flat.
Northern Xinjiang
This is just a general term for the northern territory of the Jin Dynasty, and does not refer to a specific place. The place Feng Qingan is going to is Gunzhou, where his eldest brother serves as the state shepherd.
Feng Qing'an didn't know where Gunzhou was. Not everyone could have such things as maps, but this was not a big problem for him. The sword in his hand pointed the direction for him.
He carried Heishan in the air and rode the wind for several hours. Just when Feng Qingan felt a little tired, a black dragon lying on the ground came into view. It was a snow-covered mountain range, from west to east, majestic and majestic.
The highest peak on the east side goes straight into Qingming, connects with the sky, and merges with the floating white clouds.
"Northern Xinjiang, here we are."
At the first glance of Wolong Snow Mountain, Feng Qingan knew that he was not far away from his eldest brother, because this snow-covered mountain range was like a natural barrier to Dajin. On the other side of the mountain, there was a fierce and cruel mountain.
The beastman.
Zheng~
Before Feng Qing'an could continue flying towards the snow-capped mountains, he brought back the little black cat's sword for him. At this moment, the sword sounded again, buzzing and trembling, leading Feng Qing'an downwards.
Feng Qing'an did not resist, but followed the guidance of the sword and landed on an inconspicuous green hill when viewed from the sky. As far as he could see, the land was full of thorns, overgrown with weeds, and was very desolate.
There wasn't even a decent trail under his feet, and it was completely deserted. Because of his fall, he even startled a few gray rabbits and wild badgers.
"..."
The young man looked at the barren green hills in front of him and pursed his lips. His soul thoughts spread out, and he did not feel a single breath that he was familiar with. However, the sword in his hand was trembling freely, trying to guide him to continue moving forward.
.
Meow!
Just when Feng Qing'an was wondering if he had been tricked, the little black cat squatting on his shoulder jumped from his body and fell into the thorns and weeds. The palm-sized black cat was quickly caught
submerged.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an frowned, but did not chase after him blindly, because he could still feel the breath of this mysterious cat. Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, his perception was still there.
Meow~
The black cat was walking through the grass and trees on this barren hillside. It was tens of feet away from Feng Qing'an. Seeing that he didn't follow him, it ran up a low blue stone, revealed its figure, and squatted down.
On the stone, Chongfeng Qingan shouted, his tail wagging behind him.
"My eldest brother will be in a place like this?"
Feng Qing'an lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. He knew that his eldest brother was far from an ordinary person. When he participated in the imperial examination, he did not take an ordinary path. He traveled through mountains and ridges all the way.
But with his eldest brother's current status and the responsibilities he needs to perform, there is no way he can stay in a place like this.
Zheng~
The ancient long sword was still sounding. Feng Qing'an thought for a moment, then took a book bound with the meanest yellow paper from his arms, held it in his hand, and flew towards the black cat.
Meow~
When the little black cat saw Feng Qingan finally following him, he barked with satisfaction, then waggled his tail and jumped into the grass that was as tall as a person, walking between the weeds and shrubs.
Feng Qing'an held the sword in one hand and the book in the other, concentrating on alert. It wasn't until the little black cat led him to a low cave in the mountains that the young man finally felt something.
Meow~
The black cat squatted in front of the cave, turned his head and barked at Feng Qing'an. In the cave, the darkness formed in the place where the sun could not shine engulfed the black cat's figure, leaving only a pair of golden pupils, blooming in the darkness.
light.
The young man did not hesitate at this moment and stepped into the cave. When Feng Qingan followed him, the little black cat swung its tail and rushed into the dark depths without looking back.
It is extremely narrow at first, and only then can people pass by. After walking for dozens of steps, it suddenly becomes clear, the land is flat, and the houses are like houses. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo trees, roads and roads, chickens and dogs can hear each other, and people are planting and planting...
This is a place completely different from the desolate scenery outside the mountains.
Just stepping into it and feeling the rich aura rushing towards his face at the first glance, Feng Qing'an already knew it. As for the sudden croaking sound in his mind, it only proved his guess.
"Blessed Land! Master, you have now entered a blessed land without an owner. You must try your best to seize this blessed land. As long as you can seize it, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it."
"Shut up."
Feng Qing'an didn't want to listen to this guy's chatter at this moment, because he had already seen a familiar figure standing in front of the thatched cottage, looking at him with a calm smile.
Brother, Feng Qingping.
"An, I originally thought I would have to wait a little longer to see you, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly."
To this day, the governor of Gunzhou, whose face is still very similar to Feng Qing'an, caressed him, opened his small mouth, and kept growling, like a little black cat playing with him, raising his head with a smile.
Look at Feng Qingan.
It can be seen that the Zhou Mu, who is becoming more and more powerful at this moment, is in a very good mood.
"Brother."
Feng Qing'an's mood at this moment was extremely subtle and complicated. From the corner of his eye, he could see the peaceful and peaceful scene around him.
That is not an illusion, nor is it a falsehood created by ghosts and ghosts, but a real scene of peace.
"I have no choice but to bring you here to meet me. My state pastoral residence is not suitable for receiving guests. If you meet me there, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape for three to five years, and you will be in trouble."
trouble."
Feng Qingping smiled and explained why he appeared here and the reason why Feng Qingan came here.
But Feng Qing'an still couldn't understand that his eldest brother had gone against the will of heaven, but to such an extent was too shocking. The land he was stepping on was a complete blessed land.
Compared to Jiu Shou Cave Heaven, which has no reputation as a Cave Heaven, apart from being incomparable in terms of name, in other aspects, it is completely crushed in all aspects.
The Xiao family's accumulation over thousands of years has only superficially mastered a part of the incomplete cave world, but his eldest brother has used a complete blessed land as the place to meet his brother.
"Brother, where did you get this blessed place?"
The person in front of him was his eldest brother. Feng Qing'an had doubts in his heart and naturally he would not keep it in his stomach without asking. He had already confirmed that it was correct. No matter it was the book or the sword in his hand, there was no reaction at the moment.
"I picked it up by accident."
Feng Qingping's tone was easy-going and relaxed. Even though he knew that he had obtained a Taoist blessed land that could eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, he was still very calm.