Chapter 119 I am the sun!
Feng Qing'an also looked carefully at the little firebird, which was a few points smaller than Youyou in its smallest state. Its feathers were as red as fire, or it could be said that it was actually flames.
Because its wings were very different from those of normal birds, Feng Qing'an stared at the little firebird for a long time. At first glance, he thought it looked like a pigeon, then suddenly he thought it looked like a crow, and the next moment he thought it was somewhere in between.
But Feng Qing'an soon realized that this guy was not a normal creature. The way it was born was so miraculous, so why bother about its appearance? Just be pleasing to the eye.
Coo!
As if it felt it had stared at Feng Qingan enough, the little firebird flapped its wings and flew up. Feng Qingan subconsciously reached out and wanted to catch it in his hand.
This was the little bird he had worked so hard for several months, pouring his soul power into it day and night to raise, and he still hadn't figured it out.
The little firebird didn't fly very fast, or it didn't expect Feng Qing'an to reach out and grab it, so Feng Qing'an grabbed it in his hand. However, the moment Feng Qing'an held it, he realized something was wrong.
Without any substantial touch, he felt like he was grabbing a ball of water, a wisp of wind. Apart from a sense of warmth, he did not feel any tactile feedback from anything.
The next moment, Feng Qing'an saw wisps of flames flowing out from the gaps between his fingertips, and then gathered together to form a little firebird on his clenched fist.
At this moment, the little firebird flapped its wings and cooed at Feng Qing'an in annoyance, as if angrily reprimanding Feng Qing'an for his behavior, but soon the bird's expression became extremely proud again.
"I can't catch you?"
The little firebird is a derivative of the Blazing Sun Tree. Its birth means that the Blazing Sun Tree is no longer just a spiritual tree that can only emit the light of yang fire, it also has the power to attack and protect itself.
Feng Qing'an, who had made a contract with the Blazing Sun Tree, could naturally feel all the emotions of the little bird in front of him. Its thinking was too simple and pure.
Curious, excited, angry, proud
Everything about the little firebird is so easy to understand.
Theocratic
As a member of the Xuan Beast Sect, Feng Qing'an's will followed the soul contract and descended forcefully. Naturally, the Chiyang Tree would not have any resistance. Feng Qing'an defeated the little firebird's nascent consciousness with ease, suppressed it, and took over everything about it.
Beat up the kids!
Of course, if you really want to be picky, the little firebird is not even a child. It has been less than a quarter of an hour since its birth, and it is just an infant. It's just that compared to ordinary human babies, its strength may be a few billion points stronger.
"Little thing, you still dare to be proud of me, run away again!"
Feng Qing'an grabbed the bird standing on the back of his hand with his backhand. This time, he finally felt the physical touch. Of course, because he had taken over everything about the little firebird, Feng Qing'an also had a strange feeling as if his whole body was being held.
Dissatisfied! Dissatisfied!
The suppressed will of the little firebird was once again conveyed, a very understandable emotion, so Feng Qing'an revoked the "Divine Control Technique" and returned the dominant position to the little firebird.
Coo coo
The little firebird looked at Feng Qing'an, then turned into a stream of flames and escaped from his palm, but its figure just regrouped in the air. Feng Qing'an used the same trick again, took over its body again, and then reached out to catch the little firebird falling from the sky.
"How about it?"
Feng Qingan asked with a smile.
Not convinced!
So, Feng Qingan returned everything to the little firebird, and then started all over again!
Feng Qing'an was now prepared to capture and release the beast seven times, but unfortunately, the newly born little firebird was not the resolute leader of the Southern Barbarians. After being tossed around by Feng Qing'an five times, its original dissatisfaction and resentment disappeared.
The little guy had a deep understanding of the relationship between Feng Qing'an and it, and felt deeply afraid of losing control of its own body many times and having its will become a spectator.
Fear!
"Follow me from now on, be obedient, and you will get benefits!"
General Feng Qing'an was completely subdued. He raised the little firebird that stood obediently on his fingertips to his eyes. After he moved his palm to his right shoulder, the little firebird jumped up very obediently.
Coo!
"Feng Qing'an, the Golden Crow is about to rise in the human world, do you want to go back?"
Standing aside, Nan Ge, who saw the scene of Feng Qing'an subduing the little firebird, only found it interesting. However, she also noticed the passage of time and the changes in the yin and yang energies in the world, and reminded Feng Qing'an.
"Let's go back first!"
Although he felt that the negative energy of the Netherworld had no effect on him anymore after he made the contract with the Blazing Sun Tree, Feng Qing'an still wanted to return to the human world. This Netherworld scenery was indeed not suitable for humans, and even less suitable for him to practice and restore his soul power here.
"All right!"
Although Nan Ge felt sorry and regretful, she would not beg Feng Qing'an to stay. The Netherworld was not a good place to be, and it was even less suitable for the human race.
The only thing she could do was to work hard to improve her strength. Even when the Golden Crow rose, she could force herself to stay in the human world without suffering any harm. At that time, she could accompany Feng Qingan day and night.
"Little guy, just stay here!"
Feng Qing'an put the little firebird back into the Chiyang Tree, glanced at the flower bud growing on the second branch, a thoughtful look in his eyes, but he did not stay there for long. He turned around, picked up Nan Ge and left, ready to return to the human world.
When the boy and the girl left together, the little firebird, who had regained its freedom, was left alone on a branch. However, looking at the desolate and ruined mountains around it, an unprecedented emotion came over the heart of this newly born little creature.
fear!
The fear of loneliness!
Coo!
The little firebird flapped its wings and flew up, circling twice above the Chiyang Tree, trying to find Feng Qingan and Nan Ge, but it was no where to be found. They had already disappeared among the mountains.
After flying around the tree for a few times, the little firebird couldn't even tell the directions. It couldn't even remember where Feng Qing'an left, let alone go looking for him.
The silent and depressing atmosphere of the mountains formed a sharp contrast with the noise just now. The little firebird could no longer bear it, and turned into a beam of fire, diving towards the Blazing Sun Tree below and disappeared.
It was at this moment that Feng Qing'an, who was originally on his way back to the human world with Nan Ge in his arms, suddenly stopped. The girl in his arms raised her head and looked at the frowning boy curiously.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Qing'an didn't say anything. He suddenly felt a hot warm current coming from the fourth soul contract he had just established. This warm current went down from his forehead and actually lodged in his heart, making his chest feel hot.
"You come down first!"
Feng Qing'an loosened his hand and put Nan Ge down, then he pulled open the dragon robe in front of his chest, revealing his solid chest. The girl looked at him naturally, without any shyness on her face, as she had seen it countless times.
"come out!"
Feng Qing'an lowered his head with an expressionless face. He could feel the innocent consciousness of excitement and joy.
Coo!
A familiar bird song sounded, and in Nan Ge's gaze, a vivid red bird pattern appeared on Feng Qing'an's chest, flames burst out, and a familiar small firebird broke free from it and flew around Feng Qing'an.
"Feng Qing'an, it came out of your body!"
"Um!"
Feng Qing'an responded and reached out to grab the little firebird in his hand. This time, it did not run away and allowed Feng Qing'an to catch it. At the same time, it cooed excitedly to express the joy in its heart.
"You little thing!"
Even though Feng Qing'an is a beastmaster, he never expected the scene before him. This little guy could actually follow the soul contract and directly enter his body.
Although the little firebird has no flesh and blood and is made up of the essence of yang fire, it is still outrageous that it can do this.
"Again!"
Feng Qingan said so.
Coo!
The bird's expression suddenly showed a sense of pride. When Feng Qing'an let go of his hand, it dived towards Feng Qing'an's chest, turned into a stream of fire, and sank into it. Feng Qing'an only felt a warmth, and then it disappeared.
"Spirit Parasitism"
Feng Qing'an's consciousness descended on the Chiyang Tree. The motionless and strange perspective allowed Feng Qing'an to clearly sense the lively consciousness of the little firebird. In addition to this, there was another extremely tiny consciousness that was in the making.
The second bud!
"Okay, come over here!"
The surprise he got after contracting the Blazing Sun Tree was beyond Feng Qing'an's imagination. He had nothing to say and put this tree on the list of those to be focused on for cultivation.
Compared to the giant skeleton that no one knows how long it will take to awaken, the Blazing Sun Tree that has already produced its second flower bud is more exciting.
Because it is obvious that this tree can grow taller, develop more branches, and produce more sun flowers. If a yang fire spirit can be born when each flower blooms, that scene is really something to look forward to.
Coo!
The little firebird flew out from Feng Qing'an's chest again, and even followed Feng Qing'an back to the human world. During this process, it did not show any discomfort. Instead, it was in high spirits and in a good mood.
"Let's stop here today. The sun is about to rise. You don't have to come over. I'll come to see you tomorrow night!"
Standing at the rift in the Netherworld, Feng Qing'an said goodbye to Nan Ge. On his shoulder stood a proud little firebird, looking at the vibrant human world with curiosity.
The scenery, which was completely different from the underworld, deeply attracted the newly born little fire spirit. Compared with the desolate underworld, it liked the human world more. If it were not for Feng Qing'an's restraint, it would have wanted to look around now.
"Come in, don't wander around, there's no such thing as a little fellow like you in this world!"
After the sun rose and the Netherworld Gap closed, Feng Qing'an walked towards home, reaching out to press the little firebird on his shoulder into his body to prevent it from sticking its head out.
Coo!
The little firebird did not resist but obediently followed Feng Qing'an's arrangements. It knew one thing: it must not disobey Feng Qing'an.
In the following days, Feng Qing'an entered a very regular state. During the day, he multitasked, focusing his main energy on practicing recovery and accumulating soul power. At night, he would go to the underworld to give spirituality to the giant skeleton and water the Fiery Sun Tree with soul power, hoping that it would grow further.
Feng Qingan was particularly looking forward to it. If one day, when the Blazing Sun Tree grew to its limit, he could stand in the human world at midnight, turn the world around, turn night into day, and then say:
I am the sun!
Well, it’s a bit immoral to disturb people’s dreams!
Of course, this was just a fleeting delusion in Feng Qing'an's mind. The Golden Crow was a mythical creature of such a level that it was not something he could easily reach. The sun hanging high in the sky every day could be represented by the Golden Crow.
The peaceful days were very comfortable, but unfortunately, they did not last long. On a frosty winter day, Feng Qing sat in the school and concentrated on his practice, while also paying some attention to listen to the teacher's lectures.
His mind suddenly trembled, and almost without much interval between the first and third soul contracts, extremely strong fluctuations came at the same time, but soon the feedback from the third soul contract disappeared.
Donghuang unilaterally isolated everything, Feng Qingan had no way of sensing what was wrong with her through the soul contract, let alone using the "Spirit Parasitism Technique" on her.
At this moment, only the First Soul Contract could generate a strong emotional reaction. It was the fear and panic coming from Heishan, as if he was about to face a catastrophe.
"Spirit Parasitism"
Feng Qingan's consciousness descended upon Heishan. The fact that the soul contract had such a reaction meant that there might be a big problem in the Youhuang Ghost Kingdom.
However, when Feng Qing'an's consciousness just descended upon Heishan, he knew where Heishan's panic at the moment came from without observing or asking.
At this time, the sky above and around the ghost town, wherever the eye could see, was filled with dark clouds of resentment. Millions of ghosts were lingering in the sky, under the command of more than a dozen tall and majestic terrifying evil ghosts, with greedy eyes, they surrounded the ghost town.
Ghost King!
Those towering ones like mountains are all ghost kings in the underworld. Feng Qingan even feels familiar with some of them. He seems to have seen them before in the palace of Donghuang, but they were not as big as the ones in front of him.
Rebellion? Collaboration with foreign enemies?
Feng Qing'an guessed it immediately.
The reason for all this is probably because Donghuang gave him part of the origin. When the strongest king lost the power to suppress all disobedience, naturally some ghosts under his command dared to rebel.
However, just when Feng Qing'an was worried about how Donghuang would break the impasse and resolve the crisis, he saw a brilliant sword light that illuminated the world, from bottom to top, like a river in the sky flowing backwards, sweeping across the dark sky filled with evil spirits.
In an instant, countless ghosts were annihilated by the sword light, and tens of thousands of evil ghosts let out sharp wails and roars. They were merely swept by the aftermath of the sword light and were instantly severely damaged and mutilated.
The rain was pouring down like a waterfall, but the falling rain was made up of countless filthy and smelly ghost blood and broken limbs. The originally eerie ghost town instantly turned into a veritable purgatory.
And the expressions on the faces of the many ghost kings, who were filled with resentment, evil spirits, and had greedy and cruel eyes, all froze at this moment.
Among them, there was a ghost king with black scales on his body and horns on his forehead. He was majestic and powerful, and a silver line appeared in the middle of his ghost body that was like a mountain...
