Chapter 140 Come, open your mouth
"The mountain god said that this sword was given to you so that you can deal with the little troubles you encounter on the road without having to draw another sword!"
The little white wolf whispered, behaving extremely respectfully in front of Feng Qing'an, a mortal who seemed to have nothing special about him. This respect was not only because of the mountain god's order, but also because of her own keen insight.
Although this was his first contact with Feng Qing'an, she had heard of Feng Qing'an's existence a long time ago, especially Heishan who played with her.
"A sword that can solve minor problems? The mountain god has a plan!"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but exclaim in admiration when he heard this.
The sword given to him by his elder brother is good, but there are not many swords worth unsheathing. Besides, he can't draw the sword at any time. Only when he encounters injustice and wants to quell the rebellion, can he draw the sword.
The mountain god probably saw through this, so after learning that he was preparing to go on a long journey, he sent him this sword. It was indeed thoughtful of him to say it or not.
"As long as you are satisfied!"
The little white wolf answered in a low voice.
"I am very satisfied, but I am very curious, what material is this sword made of?"
Feng Qingan asked. Although he already had the answer in his mind, he wanted to confirm it.
"This is a sword made from the dragon tooth that fell off when the mountain god transformed!"
The answer was exactly as Feng Qing'an had expected. Not surprisingly, it was another product of the mountain god himself, just like the dragon robe.
"The mountain god thinks so highly of me, I should go into the mountain and thank him in person!"
As always, Feng Qing'an kept his word. After saying this, he walked out of the house, holding the snow-white sword in his hand. The little white wolf was stunned when he saw Feng Qing'an's back as he walked out of the house, 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 and then bent down.
"Of course I don't mind, but you've never carried anyone on your back before, so this might not be a good idea!"
"Why not? Don't you often ride into the mountains on Black Mountain?"
"Montenegro, this guy is not quite like you!"
"What's different?"
The little white wolf asked in confusion.
"Forget it, keep it down!"
The little white wolf had taken the initiative, and Feng Qing'an was too lazy to hesitate any longer. She exerted force with her feet and leaped onto the little white wolf's now larger body as easily as a wild goose, sitting steadily on her back.
"Mr. Feng, please sit tight!"
"Don't worry about me, just run as fast as you can!"
Although the feeling of sitting on the Spirit Wolf is slightly different from that on the Black Mountain, their body shapes are roughly similar. Feng Qingan sits very steadily and of course comfortably. The little white wolf's hair is also exceptionally thick, and the ride feels excellent.
The little white wolf did not answer again, but like a gust of breeze, it took Feng Qing'an away from the village in an instant, and then, in Feng Qing'an's surprised gaze, it flew off the ground and ran among the clouds, riding on the night wind blowing in their faces!
Ride the wind!
This is a magical power that is much more powerful than Heishan's walking in the air on ghost fire, because the little white wolf is much weaker than Heishan at the moment, but if an air battle is carried out, Heishan probably won't be able to do anything to the little white wolf!
Because the little white wolf was riding the wind without using any strength, she just raised her wolf claws, and the wind naturally gathered under her claws, allowing her body to run among the clouds without expending any strength.
Feng Qing'an had seen the White Wolf Lord use similar magical powers before, so it was not surprising that the Little White Wolf, his own daughter, also possessed such a talent.
He was just curious about the fundamental difference between the little white wolf as a spiritual beast and the black mountain as a demon beast. And if the male and female he had already set his eyes on were to mate and give birth to a wolf cub, would it be considered a spiritual beast or a demon beast?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but Feng Qing'an was just thinking about it and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it for the time being, because the Daqing Mountain, which was emitting a bright glow in the night, was already right in front of him.
Flying among the clouds is much faster than carrying Heishan through the mountains as if walking on flat ground. After all, there is no need to take a detour and there are no obstacles in between.
On the top of the green mountain, green light shone, and a gentleman in a green shirt appeared. He looked at the young man riding the white wolf, and a smile appeared on his gentle and elegant face.
"Mr. Feng, you came here in the middle of the night, but you are not satisfied with the gift I gave you?"
"Mountain God, that's not right. The long sword made from your fallen dragon tooth is a treasure no matter where it is placed. Why should I be dissatisfied? I came here tonight to express my gratitude."
"Mr. Feng has never tried this sword, so how can you be satisfied with it?"
The mountain god saw it at a glance, and at this moment the sword in the young man's hand had not yet been unsheathed.
"Then I will test my sword here!"
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The clouds were rolling. Feng Qing'an, who was standing on the top of the clouds riding on the little white wolf, felt a little itchy at the moment.
"But please give it a try!"
Since the mountain god had agreed, Feng Qing'an naturally did not hesitate. He stretched out his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and the snow-white sword came out of the sheath. The cold light immediately penetrated the whole body, and there seemed to be a dragon's roar.
Feng Qing'an held the sword and swung it lightly to his side. A white sword light burst out, and shadows of dragons and snakes flew out. In an instant, as far as his eyes could see, within three miles, the clouds and fog dissipated, and the sky became clear.
“Nice sword!”
Even Feng Qing'an was shocked by such power, and then a look of joy appeared on his face, because he did not borrow any strength just now, but just swung the sword with his own strength, and he did not even use all his strength to swing the sword, but the sword energy bursting out of the sword was able to sweep away the clouds.
"As long as Master Feng is satisfied!"
The mountain god was not surprised that the sword he gave away had such power.
"Does this sword have a name?"
"I have never named it. Since this sword is given to Master Feng, you can give it a name!"
"Qingshen!"
Feng Qingan stared at the mountain god and said without thinking,
"I would like to name this sword. What do you think, Lord?"
"Green God Sword, very good!"
The mountain god smiled and naturally would not object. He gave the sword to the boy before he left, wasn't it just to establish a good relationship with him? The Green God Sword, who it refers to, is self-evident.
"As long as the mountain god is satisfied, this sword will be named Qingshen in the future!"
As Feng Qingan finished speaking, a green divine light shone from the spine of the white sword in his hand, transforming into two seal characters that Feng Qingan did not recognize at the moment, but with just one glance, Feng Qingan knew what these two characters meant.
Green God!
I don’t recognize the words, but I know their meaning!
This is a kind of text that contains special power. Even though Feng Qingan was seeing it with his own eyes, he found it difficult to remember it as long as he diverted his attention slightly.
"The name of Qingshen will surely spread far and wide as you travel the world!"
The mountain god was very confident about this. He felt that this man was not an ordinary person and that dragons, clouds and rain were within reach.
"Thank you, God, for your praise!"
Feng Qingan felt a little embarrassed by the praise.
"well!"
The mountain god stared at Feng Qingan for a while, and suddenly sighed. Feng Qingan was puzzled and asked immediately,
"Why does the Lord sigh?"
"I have discussed the Dao with your brother in my dreams many times, and I have benefited a lot from him. Three years ago, before your brother left, he said goodbye to me.
In just three years, it is already your turn. After your brother and I said goodbye, you already had the potential to rule the country. I bid farewell to you today, and when we meet again, I wonder what kind of person you will become?"
"Haha, thank you for your kind words, Mountain God. If we meet again, I have the ability to help you, and 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 was thinking, the favor he gave him was real and without any falsehood.
Since he has received a favor, he should give something back. Feng Qing'an calmly accepted the sword given by the mountain god at this moment, because he was 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 you to come back!"
The mountain god smiled and did not show any disdain for Feng Qing'an's seemingly arrogant words. He was still frightened by the thunder disaster that had struck outside the mountain not long ago, and he knew very well who had caused the thunder disaster.
"Then let's say goodbye today!"
Feng Qing'an did not plan to communicate with the mountain god all night as his parents had already returned home.
"There is no wine here, so I'll give you a pot of tea. I only hope that your name will spread all over the world soon and your reputation will be known all over the world!"
The elegant scholar in green waved his sleeves, and the crystal jade tea set that Feng Qing'an had seen before appeared. The rich and fragrant aroma of tea lingered in the air. Naturally, the young man was not polite. He knew that what the mountain god hid would be of good quality.
After drinking with the mountain god, Feng Qing'an rode on the little white wolf, who was standing by his side particularly obediently, and headed out of the mountain. The little white wolf had just heard the entire conversation between the boy and the mountain god, and its heart was trembling, but now it was numb.
The young man just declared that he would help the mountain god transform into a real dragon. Not only did the mountain god not deny it, he seemed to tacitly acknowledge that the young man had such ability. Instead, he wished the young man to be famous throughout the world. What is his origin?
The little white wolf had a lot of thoughts in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask, she was already scared.
"Can you stop for a moment? I have a good friend in the mountains, and 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 obeyed Feng Qing'an's guidance and took Feng Qing'an to a valley.
"Big Bear!"
After Feng Qing'an landed, he saw a rock cave. He skillfully broke into the cave and dragged a sleepy and lazy black bear out of the cave.
This bear, which was half a person's height and was just lying on the ground, finally woke up from its sleep. After seeing clearly the person who dragged it out, its eyes, which seemed extremely small compared to its huge body, suddenly widened. It turned over and stood up, looking at Feng Qingan vigilantly.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to fight with you today!"
Roar
The bear let out a low growl that was full of confusion and intimidation, and Feng Qingan understood what it meant as soon as he heard it.
Since you're not here to fight me, then what are you looking for me for?
"I'm leaving. I'm going to a very far place. I probably won't be back for a long time, so I'm here to say goodbye to you. No one will pick a fight with you anymore."
Roar!
After hearing what Feng Qing'an said, the black bear, who was still a little sleepy and had a vigilant look on his face, suddenly let out an uncontrollable roar of excitement, and became visibly happy. The little white wolf next to him couldn't help but be speechless.
"You, we are strangers after fighting. Aren't you sad at all when you heard that I'm leaving?"
Roar!
No!
Who would be sad when hearing that a guy who finds all kinds of reasons to beat him up every now and then and disturbs his sleep late at night is leaving? He is already giving face by not rolling on the ground to vent his joy.
"It seems that I have really tortured you too much during this period of time!"
Feng Qing'an began to feel guilty at this moment. In fact, he did not treat this guy badly. Every time after testing his strength, he would summon his spirit and refine his blood for him.
This is an opportunity that many monsters would wish for, but this guy was kind-hearted and big-bodied, and didn't care about the changes in himself at all. He didn't realize that his size had increased a lot compared to before he met him.
"I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll just give you a small gift. I hope that when I come back, your skin will be thicker than it is now!"
It sounded like a beautiful blessing, but the black bear's joyful expression suddenly froze on his face.
However, it was soon attracted by Feng Qing'an's actions. Feng Qing'an stretched out his palm, and the moonlight, which could only be felt when the monster breathed, fell into his palm, like silver threads.
In just a moment, a "little moon" appeared on Feng Qing'an's palm. It was almost the same as the bright moon in the sky, but much smaller. The rich moon essence on it made Xiong Bin salivate.
This is what Feng Qing'an explored and applied after he set foot in the realm of the Lord of Heavenly Beasts. He discovered that he could condense and compress the free spiritual energy in the world, as well as all the unique powers of the sun and the moon, into crystals.
Although this pure crystal of essence cannot be preserved for long and will eventually dissipate with the passage of time, its 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 Qingan can worry less. He only needs to feed the appropriate power crystals to creatures that can digest them, and it will have a cultivating effect. Although it is a bit rough, it saves trouble.
"Open your mouth!"
The black bear was particularly obedient at this time. It opened its mouth wide, and Feng Qingan directly threw the Moon Crystal in his hand into it.
The little white wolf at the side was also looking envious. She usually absorbed the moonlight for her practice, but the young man in front of her had easily gathered what she might not be able to obtain even after several nights of practice.
"Now that you're gone, you can eat and sleep well from now on, and there won't be any more assholes like me to bother you!"
After sending out the moonlight, Feng Qing'an walked towards the little white wolf. The black bear looked at Feng Qing'an's departing back and returned to the cave happily. However, after it had refined the moonlight in its stomach , it lay on the stone bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, feeling empty in its heart.
