Chapter 248 God and Devil as One
"Nan Ge, it's not that I don't want to take you with me, but it's really inconvenient this time. After I return from the human world, I will stay in the netherworld for a long time, so I plan to go see my eldest brother this time."
The young man comforted the sweet and clingy girl in his arms. When she knew his plan, the girl insisted on staying by his side. With her current strength , she was no longer afraid of the daylight of the world.
In fact, Nan Ge, who was forced to be promoted because of Feng Qingan's transformation, had intended to look for him from the beginning, but Feng Qingan had already made plans, so he stopped her and just said that he would come to find her soon.
Now Feng Qing'an has fulfilled his promise, but they still need to be separated for a short period of time. He wants to go to the human world for a while, and it is not impossible for Nan Ge to follow him to meet his parents.
With the girl's beauty, figure and ethereal temperament, if Feng Qing'an pointed at her and told his parents that Nan Ge was a fairy who descended from heaven, his parents would probably believe it.
After all, the girl's inhuman temperament is too obvious. It is impossible for ordinary people to have a delicate and flawless face like her.
However, taking Nan Ge to meet his parents would be fine, the key is that Feng Qingan plans to meet his eldest brother. No matter what, Feng Qingan would never dare to take him there.
After all, Nan Ge's background is so special. If his elder brother doesn't like Nan Ge, he probably doesn't need to do anything. Just a look and Nan Ge will be wiped out from the world. Although the probability of such a thing happening is very small, Feng Qing'an doesn't want to take the risk.
Therefore, before he returns from the human world, Nan Ge should stay here and not follow him to the human world. After all, there are some risks.
So, after Feng Qing'an made up his mind, no matter how the ghost girl acted coquettishly, Feng Qing'an never agreed. Instead, when midnight came, he left the angry girl behind and took Heishan back to the familiar village entrance.
To be on the safe side, Feng Qing'an didn't even bring the little phoenix Youyou with him, but let her stay to accompany Nan Ge. How many dangers could there be in the world? The possibility of him encountering demons and monsters was less than that of encountering the Taoist masters and Buddhist monks running around everywhere.
"Leaving home at a young age and growing up... Bah, that doesn't fit the situation at all."
Feng Qing'an, who had been away from home for less than a year, could not think any more. It was midnight and the village stretching for ten miles was plunged into silent darkness. Only occasionally a few dog barkings could be heard in the night, but they soon died down.
"well!"
Although he had not been away for long, Feng Qing'an, who had returned from the underworld, felt an inexplicable sense of emotion when he returned to his own courtyard. In less than a year since he was away, many earth-shaking changes had taken place in him.
The days of sitting in this remote courtyard undisturbed by anyone and practicing in peace as before are gone forever. There will no longer be a young girl walking towards me in the moonlight at night.
“They’re not at home!”
Not surprisingly, when he returned at night, the courtyard, which was considered to be very luxurious in the village, was deserted, without even a trace of living creatures. During the time he was away, the chicken coop and duck pen were all empty.
"well!"
Returning to his bedroom which was already covered with a thin layer of dust, Feng Qing'an could not help but sigh again. He stretched out his hand and waved it gently. Then a soft breeze blew in from the window, sweeping away all the dust inside and outside the house.
After cleaning the yard inside and out, the young man walked into the yard with the black wolf that had been following him silently. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly fell to the corner of the yard and he saw a lush osmanthus tree.
It was the dead of winter, and the world was freezing cold, but this osmanthus tree was not affected by the chilling aura of heaven and earth. It was full of green, and each leaf was crystal clear as if carved from jade, and under the winter moonlight, it glowed with a bright green light.
"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; a person who stands out from the crowd will be destroyed by the crowd."
Feng Qing'an walked to the osmanthus tree, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the tender leaves, as if he was making a vow, or as if he was speaking to the luxuriant osmanthus tree in front of him.
"If you are born in a farming family, it is better to be ordinary. The more inconspicuous you are, the safer you are. If you are extraordinary but have no power to protect yourself, you will invite disaster."
The moment the young man finished speaking, the green light shining on the osmanthus tree suddenly dimmed. Compared to the osmanthus tree that was full of spiritual energy at a glance, the tree now became much more ordinary and no longer seemed abrupt.
"Yes, this young man is teachable."
Seeing this, Feng Qingan could not help but nod slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face. If he listened to the advice, it would be fine. If he didn't, then of course he would say goodbye.
"Meeting is fate. When I return home today, I hope I can still see something familiar. I am giving you an opportunity. Take care of yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qing'an performed the soul-summoning technique that he had not used alone for a long time. He even left a wisp of deep red soul power that he had cultivated in it.
And under Feng Qing'an's casual watering and nourishment, the osmanthus tree, which had just been a little restrained and seemed ordinary, suddenly burst into a bright and brilliant green light.
The dazzling spiritual light was so conspicuous in the darkness that it could be seen clearly even from more than ten miles away. Some ghosts and gods might have heard the news and moved, but they were quickly stopped and no trouble occurred.
Crunch
The gate of the Feng family mansion, which had been opened not long ago, slowly closed again. The young man stood outside his house, looking at the village which was still quiet under the night sky. He recalled his experience there as a child and sighed again.
He was particularly sentimental tonight, because Feng Qingan had a premonition that after he left, it would take many years before he could come back here again, and by then everything would have changed completely.
"Master Zhang... Fatty..."
After cleaning the courtyard, Feng Qing'an did not leave the manor in a hurry. Instead, he first quietly took a look around the home of the teacher who taught him to read and write, and then went to the home of his childhood friend who had enabled him to adopt Heishan.
He could never bring honor to his family. As for what his childhood friend expected, that he could find a job for himself to make a living, Feng Qing'an was powerless to do anything about it.
All he could do was to quietly regulate their bodies while they were still asleep, erasing the scars and hidden diseases that had accumulated in their bodies over the years.
After everything was done, Feng Qing'an walked into the mountains in the morning glow. Since he was back home, he had to see the mountain god, but seeing the mountain god was just a side job.
Feng Qing'an's main purpose of going into the mountain was to collect all the demon wolves that he had spent a lot of effort to cultivate into the fifth level of the cave.
The thousand-mile mountain range with dragon veins and spiritual energy everywhere is not able to support a pack of demon wolves. Even if they just eat and drink normally, the demon wolves can exterminate all living things in the mountains in a very short time.
Therefore, the best approach is to bring all the demon wolves in the mountains back to the cave. In that cave opened up by the powerful demons, there is the most suitable environment for the growth of demons, even though it is now in ruins.
"You must take good care of my daughter..."
At three o'clock in the morning, Feng Qing'an said goodbye to the mountain god and found Black Mountain. He saw this guy with an honest and simple appearance. He was being pulled together by the White Wolf Lord, who was smaller than him, and was muttering to himself.
"Lord White Wolf, you've been repeating these words for a long time. Don't worry! Your daughter will be fine if she follows me. She is much stronger than you now ."
After some vague assurances, Feng Qingan took Heishan away from Qingmang Mountain and headed to Yongning County to look for his parents. It did n't take too much time.
Even if he didn't use his now increasingly inhuman five senses to track and perceive, but just asked passers-by, he would soon be able to find his two busy parents.
However, no matter how busy the parents are, when they see their son standing in front of them, everything else is immediately forgotten.
"Father, mother, I am an unfilial son. I plan to go to the mountains to practice Taoism. I have come here to say goodbye to you!"
After Feng Qing'an pulled his parents to a private place where no one could see them, he did not hesitate and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to them. When Feng Shouli and Yin were confused and blank, he stretched out his five fingers, and dazzling lightning danced on his palms and five fingers.
"immortal!"
When Feng Shouli saw the thunder leaping in his son's hand, he was frightened by the increasingly obvious aura of wealth and could not help but take a step back. When he saw the familiar face of the young man wielding the thunder, his face froze and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Are you really my second cow?"
Even Yin, seeing her second son with thunder leaping on his palm, couldn't help but reveal awe in her eyes, but when her eyes fell on her own son, that expression suddenly turned into surprise and doubt.
"It's absolutely true. If I weren't your biological son, who would have given you such a great gift?"
Feng Qingan was a little amused and helpless.
"Then what's going on with this thunder?"
Yin plucked up his courage and pointed at the thunder wrapped around Feng Qing'an's finger. Since ancient times, mortals and birds and beasts in the mountains have had an innate awe of thunder, which is a symbol of heaven's power.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a cultivator who can control thunder is naturally no different from a land immortal. In the eyes of this couple, the child went to take an exam at the beginning of the year, and when he came back at the end of the year, he suddenly transformed into a immortal. How could they accept ?
"Don't be afraid, Dad and Mom. This is just a showpiece. It's also the initial stage of my thunder technique. It's a kind of Taoist technique called 'Five Thunder Techniques'..."
Feng Qing'an lied with his eyes open and made up the name of a magic technique that he saw in the Taoist scriptures. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain.
In fact, Feng Qing'an still underestimated his parents' mental endurance. Although he had anticipated many possibilities, the only one that he did not see was that the couple would accept their son's choice to go up the mountain to practice Taoism and become an immortal in just half a quarter of an hour.
"It would be great to become an immortal. If I could become an immortal, why would I need to be an official and endure the humiliation?"
Feng Shouli pulled Feng Qing'an up from the ground. Even though Feng Qing'an later told him that he would not take the imperial examination, the man did not even show any sign of anger. Instead, he was smiling.
Compared with cultivating Taoism to become an immortal, the imperial examination, which is still obsessed with worldly fame and fortune, seems much more vulgar. No matter how you listen to it or how you look at it, the former is better.
"Erniu, where do you live in the mountains? What do you eat? Is it like in the storytellers' stories, where you eat clouds and air?"
Compared to Feng Shouli who seemed generous and magnanimous at the moment, Yin had returned to the attitude of an old nanny in Feng Qingan's impression, grabbing one of his arms and asking questions and giving instructions in a nagging manner.
It took longer than Feng Qing'an had imagined to say goodbye to his parents. Three full days later, Feng Qing'an summoned the clouds and ascended to the sky outside Yongning County, amid the couple's reluctant yet expectant gazes.
"My son, practice well in the mountains and remember your teacher's words."
"Erniu, next time you go home, bring back some fairy daughters-in-law. It would be even better if you can bring back grandchildren."
"knew."
After all, it was his parents' earnest expectations, and Feng Qing'an didn't want to disappoint them. After agreeing, his figure quickly disappeared into the clouds, never to be seen again.
"Northern Frontier!"
Standing among the clouds, Feng Qing'an cast his gaze towards the north of Dajin. During this trip to the human world, as long as he saw the last person, that is, his eldest brother, he could return to the underworld to practice diligently. He would not have to come to the human world again in the short term.
"It's a bit troublesome!"
Even for the new brothers, it would be troublesome to meet each other. Feng Qing'an had known for a long time that his eldest brother had been surrounded by a large number of immortals and monks who believed him to be the reincarnation of an immortal. The number of monks his eldest brother had to deal with every day was more than ten times what he had to deal with on a normal day.
"Jian, I know you have a spirit. Go tell my eldest brother that his second brother Feng Qingan wants to meet him. He has something important to tell him."
Feng Qing'an took out the Sword of the Gods that was given to him by his elder brother. This simple long sword had a dark red and purple scabbard that was almost black. There was a murderous aura hidden in it that even gods and demons would be frightened.
"go!"
After saying this, Feng Qing'an was full of confidence and threw the sword in his hand out. The sword lived up to his expectations and turned into a long rainbow, crossing the sky and heading straight to the north.
So, Feng Qing'an, who actually had no idea where his elder brother was, followed the trail left by the sword and chased after him.
But when he was still chasing, the sword he threw out had already returned. However, there was an additional sword rider on the returning long sword.
Meow~
It was a black cat with fur that revealed a dark red color in the sunlight. The cat was only the size of a palm and was squatting on the scabbard. After Feng Qing'an took the sword, it was not shy at all and jumped onto his arm, climbed all the way, and finally squatted on his shoulder.
"Identification!"
[Race: Heavenly Demon White Tiger]
[Attributes: Heaven, Demon, God, Spirit, Beast]
[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]
[Combat Power Level: Spiritual Awakening·Medium]
"What the hell?"
When Feng Qing'an saw the result of the appraisal, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at the black cat squatting on his shoulder and licking its paws with some doubt.
Not to mention the outrageous potential, just the race and attributes alone made Feng Qing'an feel his scalp tingling.
The sword he threw at his elder brother flew back with something in it. Was it his elder brother's cat? Or did it jump on it halfway?
