Chapter 163: The Young Master is Kind-Hearted and Can't Bear to See Father and Son Separated
"Therefore, my mean and ungrateful grandfather was willing to give me this magic weapon as a comfort to me. Perhaps he also felt guilty about my father?"
There was a hint of sarcasm and ridicule in Hongxi's voice, and then his tone was full of temptation.
"Master Feng, do you know that my grandfather possessed three of the Nine Kings of the Wild Sea? The Thunder Sea I obtained is only one of them. There are two others that my grandfather has given me. Do you want to know where they are?"
"In no mood!"
Feng Qingan had a blank expression on his face, looking indifferent.
But having just witnessed the scene where Feng Qingan's armor swallowed up the Thunder Sea Halberd, Hong Xi firmly believed that this Second Young Master Feng would definitely be tempted, so he continued to talk on his own.
"The other two items, one is the Sea-Suppressing Seal, which is in the hands of my brother, the Water Lord of Boliu River, and the other is the Xunhai Sword, which is in the hands of one of my sisters. However, my sister is very active by nature, so she has never served as the Water Lord, and I don't know where she is."
"Does your brother, Boliu Jiangshuijun, have a grudge against you?"
Feng Qing'an lowered his head to look at the Chiwen at his feet, which was covered with a thin layer of ice. It was obvious that this guy wanted him to find that Boliu Jiangshuijun and divert the trouble to someone else. He blatantly wanted to kill his brother with a borrowed knife.
"I have had a bad relationship with him since childhood. If you can kill him and take the Sea-Suppressing Seal, I will feel relieved even in my grave."
Hong Xi spoke frankly that this was an open conspiracy. He did not believe that people would not be tempted given their greed. The greedy people would often bring disaster upon themselves and bring about their own destruction.
This young master is capable of gathering three of the nine kings’ soldiers, but what about the other six?
"You think I'll listen to you?"
"Young Master, you will not be able to resist after using Thunder Sea for a while. The Nine Kings' Arms of the Wild Sea each have their own merits. When the nine arms are combined into one, even if they are grass carp or water snake, they can also be transformed into a real dragon through this mystery!"
"Ah!"
Feng Qing'an was dismissive . He was not a grass carp or a water snake, so how could he transform into a real dragon? Such a ghostly trick was trying to fool him.
"Sir, Hongxi left first!"
Hongxi, who had already known the news, slowly closed her eyes.
"What are you in such a hurry for?"
Feng Qing'an saw that this guy's last ray of life was about to dissipate, so he stomped his foot and injected a stream of scorching sun power into his body, dispelling some of the coldness in his body and holding on to his last breath.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Hongxi was puzzled. He didn't think that Mr. Feng would let him go.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. I just want to eat fish sashimi, so I'm holding you. You hold on. If you leave suddenly, the stale meat will affect the taste!"
After saying that, the light red soul power swarmed out from Feng Qing'an's body, wrapped up the dozens of feet long Chiwen, and put the entire thing into the jade belt around his waist.
"Master Feng..."
As the Chiwen was completely stuffed in, Feng Qing'an also fell to the ground. At this time, Heishan's cry was heard from afar. Feng Qing'an looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large pile of fresh river fish that had revealed their true shapes, some as big as houses and some as small as millstones.
"You did it?"
Feng Qing'an spread out the flaming wings behind him and flew over, looking in surprise at the river fish that were so full of life that their claws were even trembling slightly due to external influences.
These river fish look like they are asleep, but they have lost their souls. They can be considered plant river fish. To some extent, they are excellent food ingredients and can be continued to be raised without worrying about them making noises.
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Montenegro raised his head and let out a whimper.
This was not done by it. Although its soul-devouring ghost fire would cause damage to the soul, it would not burn the soul so cleanly. It was clearly hooked away.
As for who has taken away the souls of these shrimp soldiers, crab generals, yakshas and water ghosts, it goes without saying. One has to say that the City God has very clean hands and is very ruthless in his actions.
It is not easier for aquatic creatures to practice cultivation than for birds and beasts on land. It would be impossible to cultivate to such a large size without hundreds of years, and this ghost god directly sucked away their souls.
"As expected of the virtuous people of the human race, they are worthy of our emulation!"
Feng Qingan landed and collected these top-quality ingredients one by one, and at the same time couldn't help but praise them.
Recalling the battle just now, the City God marked out Hongxi's weak points as soon as he asked.
Suddenly I came across a Chiwen with a dragon head and a fish body. It was really difficult to tell where its reverse scale was. After all, this thing was neither a dragon nor a fish, but a creature born from the combination of the two.
Meeting for the first time, who could know where the weakness was? The city god of Anqing Prefecture, who lived next door to it for hundreds of years, must have been thinking about the weakness of this water god for who knows how long, otherwise how could he be so familiar with it?
Moreover, the timing of the City God's appearance was quite clever, that is, after the incarnation of Nu Luo was defeated. The attitude of this virtuous human being towards the non-human gods around him is worth pondering.
"Okay, come on, follow me into the mountains to find Nu Luo. It's time to share the delicious food of victory with her."
Feng Qing'an, who was collecting the river fish, looked back at his feet. Under the characteristics of Kun God, the tragic traces left on the land by the fierce battle began to heal slowly and were smoothed out one by one by his own hands. He couldn't bear to see this, and when everything was settled, he took the two wolves and went back into the forest.
When the boy and the wolf disappeared into the dense forest, the golden ghost that had disappeared when the battle ended appeared again.
He looked at the earth that was smoothed by Feng Qing'an, and after a moment of silence, he waved his hand and sprinkled down golden divine power. The divine power turned into a heavy rain, giving life to this place and allowing the plants, fruits and vegetables that were destroyed by the war to grow again.
"This young man has a kind heart, but unlike his brother, he has been too close to these aliens. He does not know that those who are not of our race must have different hearts! Alas!"
With a sigh, the figures of ghosts and gods disappeared with the spring breeze mixed with thick water vapor.
Feng Qing'an walked into the forest, and not far into Wuling Mountain, he met a listless girl riding a red leopard. However, the wild girl with a listless look suddenly stood up the moment she saw Feng Qing'an. After looking him up and down for a moment, she exclaimed,
"You're not a ghost!"
"I am human!"
Feng Qingan said unhappily.
"That's not right. Hongxi was so aggressive that he looked like he was going to eat you alive. How come you haven't lost a hair yet? How did you survive?"
"Because I stabbed it to death!"
Feng Qing'an replied, and to match his words, he waved his hand to take out the huge body of Chiwen, letting it smash on the dead branches and rotten leaves. The heavy body even caused the mountains and forests to shake slightly.
"Oh, no, I'm still holding my breath. I came to the forest to find you just to treat you to some raw fish!"
"Really Hongxi?!"
Seeing Chiwen dying in front of her, Nvluo was shocked, but her expression soon became full of grief, and she looked at Feng Qingan with a look of disappointment.
"Why are you eating fish sashimi at this time? Go and raid his house. This guy is the Lord of the River. Do you know how many treasures he has collected in his water palace?"
"Where is the Bailang River? And where is Hongxi's Water Lord Palace?"
Feng Qing'an's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand and put away the Chiwen, which was already showing anger in its eyes .
Because he heard that Nu Luo wanted Feng Qing'an to raid his lair, and he almost swallowed his anger when he thought that his life savings would be given to the relative of his enemy.
"I know, follow me!"
Although she also wanted to taste the Chiwen, Nvluo was obviously more interested in confiscating the house. After taking a look at Feng Qingan's belt, she started to act as a guide.
She had no interest in how Feng Qingan killed Hong Xi, nor did she want to be interested. She just needed to know that the annoying guy was gone, and that was enough.
It must be said that this guy died as miserably as his father. I heard that Cangjiang Shuijun was killed by a sword stabbed through the heart, and this guy died in the same way as his father, his reverse scale was stabbed through the heart. They are indeed father and son.
Perhaps because what they were about to do was too exciting, Nu Luo did not hesitate to use the power of the mountain god, causing the mountain to surround her and Feng Qing'an, increasing their running speed again and again, so that in the end, the trees on both sides flashed by in their eyes like phantoms.
Feng Qing'an traveled unhindered among the mountains and forests. After running for nearly half an hour, he heard the sound of waves crashing against the shore like thunder. Then, he saw the broad river rushing among the mountains.
Because the mountains are so different in height and the terrain is so dangerous where the river flows, the water is so turbulent that all you can see are white waves.
Bailang River is truly worthy of its name!
"Hongxi's Dragon Palace is right below!"
Nuluo led Feng Qing'an to the widest part of the river, which was also the section where the water flow was the slowest. Because it was far away from human habitation, the aquatic creatures there were particularly active. From time to time, silver scales jumped out of the water and showed their nimble bodies in the air.
“…”
Looking at the waves stretching for hundreds of miles in front of him, Feng Qing'an was silent for a moment. He had a natural fear of water since he was a child. When he was in the village, he had never been in waist-deep water, and he only went to shallow ponds that were barely above his calves to fish for shrimps.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going down?"
The female guide turned her head and looked at the boy beside her who suddenly became silent with some surprise.
"Go down, of course you have to go down! "
As a mortal, before he practiced cultivation, Feng Qing'an was afraid of the ghosts and monsters lurking in the water. But now, the largest monsters in this river are lying in his belt, and there is nothing in this river that he needs to fear.
The moment he finished speaking, a slender and petite golden-scaled dragon jumped out from his collar, turned into a three-foot long dragon, and wrapped around his arm.
Right in front of Feng Qing'an, the turbulent water flow suddenly became calm, and a tangible water inlet channel appeared in front of Feng Qing'an.
"You won't come down with me?"
Feng Qing'an walked a few steps into the water and suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at the girl riding a leopard behind him.
"I'll wait for you on the shore!"
Nu Luo responded.
"You're not afraid of water, are you?"
Feng Qingan suddenly asked.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could a great god like me, Wuling Mountain, be afraid of water?"
Nu Luo suddenly became angry and embarrassed.
"Then come with me!"
"Let's go, I will plunder all the treasures in the Dragon Palace and won't even leave you the floor tiles!"
The girl jumped off the red leopard with an angry look on her face. Seeing Feng Qingan preparing to go deeper, she hurriedly called out to stop him.
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me!"
The young man turned around and saw the goddess rushing to his side and grabbing his sleeve, as if she was not going to let go even if she died.
What a shameful God!
The young boy, who had never let water cover his thighs, complained in his heart. He stretched out his hand and a gorgeous golden halberd appeared in his hand. From the halberd, streams of rapids gushed out, surrounding the boy and girl and isolating them from the river current.
"You actually managed to subdue this divine weapon!?"
When Nu Luo saw the familiar weapon in Feng Qing'an's hand, she was still frightened and her face was full of amazement.
"Um!"
Feng Qing'an responded indifferently, but he felt quite happy in his heart. The water-controlling power of the magic weapon in his hand gave him the greatest sense of stability. Even if he sank into the water, he was not wet.
"What are you so proud of?"
Looking at Feng Qingan's appearance, the girl muttered softly.
"If you like any of the treasures in the Dragon Palace, you can take them away!"
Feng Qingan spoke.
"Ah, so generous, don't you know how rich a dragon-born water king like Hongxi is?"
Nu Luo looked at Feng Qingan with some surprise.
"The most precious treasure is already in my hands!"
Feng Qingan meant something.
"Then you have to take a look first. However, since you have already said it, I will take it seriously. When I pick out the good treasures, don't regret it!"
"I will never regret it!"
Feng Qingan said with a smile.
As the two gradually sank to the surface of the water, the light around them became dimmer and dimmer. However, after a moment of darkness, a little light flickered in the darkness, then became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a magnificent palace.
"I've long heard that the Dragon Clan is rich. Seeing it today, I can see that it's really as good as the rumors say!"
Standing in front of the Bailang River Water Palace, the goddess Feng Qing'anxie could not help but marvel at the luxury that the Dragon King's palace was beyond imagination in mortal world, with beams made of white jade, tiles made of gold, the floor paved with silver plates, and pearls as thick as sand!
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Dragon Palace!"
Just as Feng Qing'an was marveling at the richness of the dragon species, a childish scolding voice was heard, and Feng Qing'an looked in the direction of the voice.
A little kid who looks like a young child on earth is riding on the back of a giant shrimp that is as big as a horse. He is pulling the shrimp's whiskers and holding a three-foot-long gun in his hand. He is looking very proud. Behind him are a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. You can even see an old turtle that looks like a human. However, the old turtle's expression changes drastically at this moment and he seems extremely nervous.
"I am your father's close friend. Who are you?"
Looking at the horns on the child's head and then at the appearance of his little face, he was obviously Hongxi's son. Feng Qingan already had a plan in his mind on how to deal with him, and he smiled immediately.
There is no need to say that if you don't remove the roots of the grass, you will get rid of it. He is a kind-hearted person. What he hates most is the separation of father and son, and what he likes most is to see the happy ending of the family reunited.
