Chapter 218 Donghuang Crossing the Tribulation
"How can we move forward if we stick to our old ways? All the great sects of the Xuan Sect will build sea-crossing flying boats to communicate with other continents. This is not a creation of nature that can be supported by a sect with only one or two real people!"
Seeing that Feng Qing'an was interested in the flying boat, the City God gave him a detailed introduction and told him all the information he knew about the flying boat.
"There is a Taoist sect on a fairy mountain in the country of Dajin, named Qixia Mountain. When this Taoist sect was at its peak, there were nine real people in the sect. They used all their power to build a flying boat that was no more than a mile long.
With the successful construction of the flying boat, Qixia Mountain became even more glorious and prosperous, with the number of real people reaching as high as 13. However, this grand occasion only lasted for a short period of 150 years.
A great catastrophe caused the death or disappearance of several masters of Qixia Mountain. Qixia Mountain was no longer able to maintain the flying boat and cut off its contacts with other continents. If it wanted to go to other continents, it could only seek help from other Taoist sects.
Unfortunately, borrowing someone else's flying boat is not as good as your own. There are only two or three real people in Qixia Mountain now, barely maintaining the inheritance, and no longer able to use the flying boat. "
"I see!"
Feng Qing'an nodded slightly, understanding the role of the sea-crossing flying boat for the cultivation sects. It is a way for practitioners from various continents to communicate with each other, share what they have and learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses. As long as the sea-crossing flying boat exists, the various continents are not isolated.
For him, if he wants to practice and join a sect, the first choice is naturally those sects that are qualified to provide flying boats. If he wants to witness the wider world outside, he can just get on the boat.
"There's one thing I don't understand!"
"But you can tell me."
"Why are those Taoist monks so anxious for me? If they weren't in the underworld, I'm afraid some of them would have taken action!"
"You don't know the reason?"
The City God looked at Feng Qing'an strangely.
"Is it related to my brother?"
Feng Qing'an knew that there was something extraordinary about him, and anyone with a little bit of vision could see it. But even so, those Taoist masters did not have to adopt such an attitude, as if they were determined to get him.
He didn't let those real people test his physique. Just by looking at him, could they ignore the Hun Tian Bao Yu? It's impossible for them to see the extraordinary thing about him. It's probably because of his brother.
"good!"
At the beginning, the City God was still unclear and didn't understand why those Taoist masters and Buddhist monks traveled thousands of miles to Dajin, but now several years have passed. If he still hasn't figured out the reason, then he would be a failure as the City God. What's more, this is news that all the masters and monks know. Since everyone knows it, it can't be said to be a secret.
"Those immortals and Taoists spread the rumor that there is a reincarnation of an immortal king in our Great Jin, and his Pure Yang Dao Fruit was revealed, causing a heavenly calamity. In our Great Jin, who else could be the one who best fits this rumor, other than your brother?"
"Pure Yang Dao Fruit?!"
After hearing this, Feng Qing'an was stunned. He thought that he was treated like this because of his elder brother's kindness and was fought over by many Taoist sects. However, he did not expect that the source of this matter was actually himself, and the one who was innocently implicated was his elder brother.
When he gained the Pure Yang trait, he attracted a heavenly calamity. Feng Qingan knew this. Although he was in a state of transformation and coma at the time, Donghuang experienced everything personally.
However, when she talked about it to him afterwards, she just downplayed it and passed it over in one sentence. He didn't expect that this thing that he had ignored would cause such a big stir.
"Your brother's attitude is quite firm. He has no intention of entering the Taoist sect or Buddhist temple to practice. You have revealed your intention to practice, which naturally makes those real monks impatient."
"Thank you, Lord City God, for clearing up my confusion!"
"No need to thank me. This is a well-known fact, but no one has told you about it. As for choosing a school of cultivation, I advise you not to be anxious. It is better to take a closer look."
"What suggestions does the City God have?"
"I only have some knowledge of the sects in Dajin, but you will definitely not look down on them. As for the sects outside Dajin, I don't know anything about them. Sir, please don't embarrass me!"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, the City God smiled. How could he know such things? It was only after his contact with those Taoists and monks that he gained a lot of understanding about the vastness of the world.
"I was a little presumptuous!"
Feng Qing'an also laughed. It was useless to ask a deity about such matters. He had to go and see for himself.
However, even though he came into contact with several powerful sects, Feng Qing'an felt no ripples in his heart and did not feel any excitement. He felt good about them all, but it seemed as if something was missing.
"Everything is done. Do you have anything else to ask?"
"there is none left!"
Feng Qing'an thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. He had never had any connection with the City God, so he had asked almost all the questions he needed to ask.
"Since there is nothing else to do, I will send you away. I wonder where you live? If I send you home directly, I will have less nagging. However, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest in peace for long!"
"It's good to have a moment of peace. Thank you for your concern, Lord City God!"
Feng Qing'an didn't refuse when he heard it. He could foresee that there would probably be a group of Taoists and monks blocking the gate of the underworld at this time. If he went out the same way, he would definitely be harassed.
“It’s just a piece of cake!”
Feng Qing'an suddenly felt a vast force that enveloped him and Heishan, Baiyao, and Senmiao beside him. The sky and the earth were upside down. When everything returned to normal, Feng Qing'an saw the familiar house again.
"Sir, you're back?!"
Looking at the magnificent gate that connected the sky and the earth above the City God Temple, the old warrior who was originally worried looked at the young man in white who suddenly appeared beside him, his face full of surprise.
"My dear, my..."
A somewhat awkward voice sounded, but when his eyes were fixed on the young man and the surroundings, the expectant expression on his face slowly solidified, and finally turned into disappointment. He did not see the figure that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
"Feel sorry!"
Seeing the man's expression change from expectation to disappointment and even despair, Feng Qingan felt a little embarrassed. After all, he made a promise, but he never thought that after entering the underworld, he had no chance to contact the Tianlong monk at all.
Now the Tianlong monks have escaped from the underworld and no one knows where they have gone. Even if Feng Qingan meets them, he has no way to use force to get the carp spirit back from the monks.
Just look at the words of Tianlong Monk and you will know that he is hostile to all monsters except humans, and would rather kill the monster by mistake than let it go.
The sword given to him by his brother was of no use to the monk.
"You and your children can stay here with me first. Mr. Zhao, please settle them down!"
Feng Qing'an turned around and instructed Butler Zhao.
"yes!"
The old warrior glanced at the man. He had already investigated almost everything just now and successfully dispelled the man's wariness towards him. It was just a monster. What was the big deal? He had seen it before.
Who has not had demon blood on his hands after practicing martial arts to his level? Some warriors hunt demons specifically in order to obtain more vigorous flesh and blood to strengthen their bodies.
"Thank you very much, sir. I have no way to repay you, so I am willing to work like a cow or a horse to repay your kindness!"
Hearing that Feng Qing'an really let them stay , the man was immediately grateful and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Feng Qing'an.
Although Feng Qing'an did not bring his wife back, he was not an ungrateful person. After calming down, he realized that if he had stayed in the old house, it would be hard to say what would have happened to him and his two children.
"Why would you have to work like a slave? If you don't mind, just clean the yard. The monthly salary..."
Feng Qingan glanced at Butler Zhao, and this old warrior was also very sensible and immediately said:
"Ten gold coins!"
"Ten gold coins?"
Even though this man had just experienced the pain of losing his wife and was extremely sad, he was stunned when he heard the monthly salary given by Butler Zhao. He was completely stunned. In the past, the couple in their family were busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, but they could not save three gold coins in the whole year.
“…”
Feng Qing'an had lost the concept of gold and silver. He had no idea how much ordinary people could earn or how much their daily expenses were. That was why he looked for Butler Zhao, but he didn't expect that Butler Zhao didn't know either.
That makes sense. Considering the other party's identity, before he became his own housekeeper, he was also a local tyrant who was out of touch with the world. He might think that this monthly salary is already too little, but you can tell from the man's expression.
"Then let's have ten gold coins!"
It was not a shortfall to have this little money, so Feng Qing'an just waved his hand and it was settled. The man, who had experienced great sorrow and then great joy, kowtowed repeatedly, and an irrepressible joy appeared on his sad face, which seemed extremely strange.
"I'm going to rest first!"
Feng Qing'an looked up at the sky. The gate to the underworld hanging above the City God Temple was slowly closing. As for the ghost soldiers on both sides with fascinating aura, they had long disappeared.
"Sir, this..."
Butler Zhao still looked worried. In fact, everyone in the city who saw this scene was worried. Only a few people could enter the underworld, and the vast majority felt that something big was happening.
When ghosts and gods are angry, it will not affect ordinary people, but it is hard to say for practitioners, especially martial artists. Any martial artist who has achieved success in martial arts will not offer incense to ghosts and gods, and ghosts and gods do not like martial artists with vigorous blood.
"Don't worry, it's okay now!"
Feng Qing'an waved his hand. He just wanted to take a rest. He had just entered Fengtian City and had experienced so many things. He felt mentally exhausted and overwhelmed.
Unfortunately, this peace only lasted for a short time. It would not be long before the group of Taoists and monks would find him here. He had to enjoy it for as long as he could.
As dusk falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and the moon in the middle of the sky is like a flawless jade plate, hanging high in the sky, shining with soft light and sprinkling endless moonlight on the earth.
Phew~
The young man sat cross-legged on the bed, and with his breath, even though he was in the city filled with the thick atmosphere of worldly life, endless spiritual energy still swarmed in and gathered around him, soon transforming a red halo.
"The Eighth Soul Contract!"
When the halo had not yet broken, the young man, who was already familiar with the practice of soul power, opened his eyes and happened to see the halo breaking and then merging into his body. He felt that his soul power had increased again.
“Too slow!”
Although he could still clearly feel the growth of his soul power during cultivation, compared with his previous rapid progress and breakthroughs, Feng Qing'an now only had a feeling of powerlessness as if he was climbing a mountain thousands of feet high. The road ahead was long and there was no end in sight.
Lord of Heavenly Beasts!
This is the fourth realm of the Beastmaster, and there are fifth and sixth realms behind it. Feng Qingan can foresee this, and the further back one goes, the more difficult it will be to practice.
He can still feel the growth of his soul power when he practices now. When he reaches a level above the Lord of Heavenly Beasts, he may not feel anything after practicing all night. Only after practicing day by day can he feel some subtle changes.
"Donghuang, are you there?"
The night was long and silent. Feng Qing'an thought about everything he had experienced before and felt like talking to someone. The first person that came to his mind was naturally the Lord of Youhuang. After all, Nan Ge was still weak and there was no point in telling her.
"Um?"
As the ruler of a country, Donghuang is not able to respond at all times. In the underworld, there is no distinction between day and night. Perhaps she is now leading her army to attack other ghost countries and seize cities and territories.
It was only because the war had not yet started that he had the time to respond to him. But no matter what, at this moment, the king still had the time to chat with him.
"I want to practice!"
"Um!"
"I arrived at the secondary capital of Dajin today..."
Feng Qing'an didn't care whether Dong Huang's attitude was a little cold or not, and he chattered on and on about his experience today, especially the experience in the underworld when he said he wanted to practice cultivation and was surrounded by many Taoist masters who were vying to win him over.
"Do you want to choose a mountain gate to practice?"
After patiently listening to Feng Qingan's nagging, Dong Huang asked in a calm tone.
"I have this idea, but there are many things in Taoism that I don't understand yet. I don't want to worship the mountain sect without knowing anything."
"What do you want to know?"
"What realm is a Taoist immortal? What does a Supreme Immortal represent? And what is an immortal?"
“I don’t know what the current world of immortal cultivation is like, but when my predecessor was still alive, only cultivators at the Jindan stage who had formed a third-grade golden elixir could be called true people. And those who could cultivate the Dharma image at the Jindan stage and have the hope of reaching the Dongxuan stage could be called upper true people!”
"Dongxuan Realm?"
"That's what's called a human immortal, a cultivator with one foot on the immortal path. I used to be one."
"The immortal in Taiyintian is a cultivator in the Dongxuan realm?"
"That's probably the case. Why? Do you want to become her disciple?"
Dong Huang's tone changed slightly.
"She is my best choice at the moment!"
Feng Qing'an noticed the king's loyalty. After all, they had been together for more than a day or two. How could he not notice the slightest change in his emotions?
"I'm going to survive the tribulation too!"
