Chapter 374: Hearing the Truth in the Morning, You Can Die in the Evening
Looking at the young man with a spirited look on his face, the old feathered man sighed softly, but he didn't know how to persuade him. After all, he couldn't even guess the other party's origins and roots, let alone understand him. How could he persuade him? Saying too much would only make him a laughing stock.
"Sir, please come this way!"
The old winged man turned his body slightly and pretended to give guidance to Feng Qing'an. Feng Qing'an was not at all timid. After leaving the group of Kuns behind, he walked towards the old winged man on the breeze that gathered at his feet.
"Then I'll trouble you, old senior."
Feng Qing'an flew to the old winged man and ignored the winged men around him who were comparable to the human race's Dongxuan immortals. As for those king-level ones, he was too lazy to even look at them. He just looked at the old winged man and smiled.
"Your Excellency's status makes it appropriate for me to accompany you."
After Feng Qing'an came closer, Lao Yu Ren became even more confused about Feng Qing'an's origins, because he did not sense any aura of Buddhism, Taoism, or even Confucianism from Feng Qing'an, but he could indeed feel that the young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.
With every move he made, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would roar towards him. Wherever he took a step, the wind would turn into steps, carrying him up to the sky. All these were by no means acquired cultivation, but were innate supernatural powers.
"Old Senior, are you worried about me?"
Feng Qing'an said with a smile that, at the moment, he seemed to be alone, but in fact, with just a thought, he could summon many beasts living in the cave. He didn't dare to tell you how many there were, but he could still give these winged people a little shock and surprise.
"Where does my Qiongyu tribe want to be seen first?"
Lao Yuren did not answer Feng Qingan's questions, but directly asked Feng Qingan where he wanted to see first.
The fact that he avoided answering the question has already said a lot. There is no need to ask such questions. It is certain that he is worried. With such a situation, who would dare to be at ease?
"I'm curious about how this city stands in the sky. Can I go inside and take a look?"
Feng Qing'an's gaze naturally fell on the city in the clouds surrounded by many floating islands. Anyone who saw such a conspicuous man-made object would be curious, and he was no exception.
"Of course."
The old feathered man did not refuse. He waved his hand, and endless white light emerged from the void. It finally turned into a broad road leading to the city in the clouds and landed at Feng Qing'an's feet.
"The old senior is really powerful!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an was full of admiration. To be honest, he couldn't understand this move, nor did he know how it was done. But it didn't matter, this old feathered man was most likely unable to see through him.
Feng Qing'an, who has read the Buddhist scriptures of Tianlong Temple thoroughly, does not know how to define his own existence. No matter from which aspect, he has already surpassed the cognition of the ordinary world and even the spiritual world.
"It's just some small tricks, please don't laugh at me."
The old winged man smiled, then took a step forward, and instantly appeared at the entrance of the City of Clouds. Seeing this, Feng Qingan also took a step forward and appeared beside the old winged man like him.
"It's a pity that such a magical power is only used to walk such a short distance. It's really wasted."
Looking up at the majestic city in front of him, Feng Qingan smacked his lips and sighed.
He figured it out. The road to heaven formed by the white light just now could actually be used as a magical means to travel across continents. A thousand miles could be transformed into one step. With only a few hundred steps, one could travel across continents.
Of course, the prerequisite is that there is magic power that can support such magical powers. Ordinary human immortals will be exhausted after walking a few steps, but the old winged man in front of him is obviously not one of them.
Feng Qing'an estimated that if he had sufficient blood energy, he might have a chance to break through to the realm of earthly immortals. Of course, the chances were very slim. After all, among human immortals, only one in a hundred could open up a blessed land and achieve the status of earthly immortals.
To be able to achieve Earthly Immortal, even for humans who have the shortest lifespan, it is not as simple as just doubling the lifespan of 1,500 years.
A blessed land is a place where disasters can be eliminated and misfortunes can be relieved. If one possesses a blessed land, there are many ways to prolong one's life and avoid natural disasters. If one is careful and prudent, then even living for ten thousand years is not a problem.
Of course, if an earthly immortal could live for more than ten thousand years, his daily life would be comparable to that of the Black Tortoise clan.
"If you cultivate supernatural powers, you must use them. There is no need to waste them."
"What the old man said makes sense!"
Feng Qing'an laughed and strode into the city of clouds. The lazy cat beside him stood up on his shoulder, its pair of red-gold vertical pupils rolling around, taking in all the unfamiliar things around it.
"Your Majesty."
The Mermaid King, whose body was covered with golden scales and had a graceful figure, turned into a golden rainbow and landed hurriedly beside Feng Qingan, not daring to leave his side.
Feng Qing'an acted as if no one was around, as if he was back home, relaxed and comfortable, looking left and right. But unlike Feng Qing'an, the Mermaid King could feel the hidden malice coming from all directions, especially from the old Feathered King.
After all, when they saw the Mermaid King appear , any winged person who was not stupid or had no flaws would be able to react and figure out who had brought the group of Kun here.
Under such circumstances, it would be strange for these winged people to have a good attitude towards the Mermaid King. The Mermaid King even knew that the reason why the Feathered King did not kill him was not because he had an old relationship with his descendants, but because he was concerned about the background and identity of this Lord, so he did not dare to do it.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? If you are not feeling well, you can go into the cave and rest."
Feng Qing'an turned his head and took a casual glance, realizing that something was not right with the Mermaid King's expression. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked it, and a spiritual light rippled from his fingertips.
Ripples appeared in the void and finally broke, forming a portal. On one side of the portal was a magnificent fairyland with auspicious aura and a divine rainbow hanging in the sky.
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty."
Seeing the portal to the cave opening before his eyes, the Mermaid King no longer cared about the weak attitude he showed at the moment. After hurriedly expressing his gratitude, he entered the portal and disappeared.
She didn't want to endure the gaze of the old feathered man anymore. She had only felt that he was unfathomable before, but now that she was standing on the opposite side of him, she realized that her original feeling was not wrong, and she had even underestimated him.
"Dongtian!"
Behind Feng Qing'an, the old feathered man who was watching his back and most of his attention was on the White Tiger of the Heavenly Demon, stood still when he saw Feng Qing'an's casual move.
At this moment, all his attention was attracted by the fairyland scenery on the other side of the cave portal. He stared at it blankly with a trance in his eyes, feeling as if he was in a dream.
A paradise on earth!
It is something that countless practitioners dream of, and he is no exception. But now he doesn’t even have the thought of opening up a blessed land, but instead sees a cave heaven that only immortals are qualified to rule.
"What? Senior, are you interested in my cave? Have you never seen it before?"
As if he had noticed the gaze of the old feathered man, Feng Qing'an turned slightly and asked with a friendly smile. He really looked like a well-educated nobleman from aristocratic family.
"Don't be afraid of being laughed at by your Excellency. I have been in the cultivation era for three thousand years, and I have only been fortunate enough to see a few blessed places, but I have never seen the scene of the cave heaven."
The old feathered man sighed deeply, but he never thought that he would see the hole in the evil guest who came to his door today. In this way, the other party's identity was obvious.
No wonder the other party dared to be so swaggering and bold, and even climbed onto the clan territory of their Qiongyu tribe without any protection. The other party was fearless. If they made the slightest move, they would be exterminated.
"What's so funny about this? It's just a view of a cave. If you are curious, you can go in and take a look."
Feng Qing'an acted quite open-minded and generous, but his smile was like that of a weasel about to catch a chicken.
After entering the cave heaven, not to mention the human immortals, even the earthly immortals would be crushed and molded by him. The power of the cave heaven spirit is closely related to the state of the cave heaven. Now that it has swallowed the Nine Spirits of a ruined Phoenix cave heaven, it has reached the peak since its birth.
[Race: Cave Spirit]
[Attributes: God, Demon, Heaven]
[Potential Level: Immortal·Medium]
[Combat Power Level: Domination - Lower]
Jiu Ling became the most powerful fighter under his command. However, unfortunately, his combat power could only be exerted within the cave. As for outside the cave, this guy had no sense of existence at all.
However, the problem is not very big. As in the current situation, as long as he can trick the Feathered King into the cave.
No matter how high his cultivation level is in the Dongxuan realm, once he enters the cave heaven, he will be a lamb to be slaughtered, no different from an ordinary human immortal.
"Can I go in too?"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, a blush appeared on the old feathered man's wrinkled face, and he seemed a little excited.
If you have never experienced it, you cannot understand it. Feng Qing'an has never suffered the pain of being trapped by the barriers of realm, nor has he experienced how difficult it is to obtain opportunities and cultivate supernatural powers. Naturally, he cannot understand Lao Yu Ren.
"Of course you can. My cave portal is not an invisible illusion."
Seeing that this old winged man was really interesting, Feng Qingan waved his hand and held up the cave portal that was supposed to close slowly.
"If you want to come in, go ahead."
"Thank you for your help!"
The old winged man was also very unambiguous. He bowed and really walked towards the cave portal opened by Feng Qing'an. Seeing this scene, several of the many winged people who followed him shouted anxiously.
This cave portal seemed full of mysteries and contained infinite beauty, but who knew what was behind it? The Qiongyu tribe could never accept losing this old king.
"Don't worry, this is a real cave paradise, and it is a rare opportunity for us. If any of you are interested, you can watch it with me."
The old winged man walked to the gate of the cave, turned his head and smiled. Not only that, he even invited those winged people who were quite powerful and were the backbone of the tribe to go in with him.
Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an almost began to suspect that this old feathered man was a spy hired by him, working together with him to capture the entire Qiongyu tribe in one fell swoop.
"Old Senior, do you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that after we enter the cave, I will use the power of the cave to do something unlawful to you?"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help it, because he saw some winged people really moving unusually and wanted to take a glimpse of the scenery in the cave.
Although this was what he expected, when it really happened, Feng Qingan was a little confused. After all, it was too smooth.
"If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening!"
The old feathered man looked calm and answered frankly.
"My time is coming to an end. I have no regrets if I can see the real cave before I leave."
"Senior is really free and easy."
Feng Qing applauded with a soothing hand.
"He is an old man whose body is half buried in the earth. He is just nagging a little. Please don't despise him."
"Hahaha, if you are really polite, please go in earlier. I am quite tired from holding on here."
Feng Qingan said with a smile.
"Then please show mercy."
The old winged man smiled and took a step forward. Endless streams of light appeared under his feet, interweaving into a large road that rushed straight into the cave.
"No problem."
Feng Qing'an narrowed his eyes and watched the figure of the old mermaid disappear into his cave.
Of course, he just couldn't see it with his eyes. In fact, he could clearly feel that there was an additional majestic and vast aura in the cave that he controlled, which was like the falling sun. After entering the cave, the old stranger actually tried to shake the entire cave world with his own strength.
“Jiuling, teach this old bird a lesson, but don’t go too far. Let him stay alive for a few more seconds. I don’t want him to die in my cave.”
Although he has not yet truly taken control of the cave heaven, Feng Qing'an has already regarded the cave heaven as his own.
Jiu Ling also had this understanding. Even though his realm had risen to a new level, he was still respectful and honest in front of him.
"Okay, sir, I will definitely serve this old man so well that he will only have two or three breaths left."
Jiu Ling swore with great confidence and a powerful voice sounded.
"That's enough. Don't go too far."
Feng Qingan warned, and immediately turned his gaze to the many winged people who were watching him with extremely vigilant eyes.
"My fellow Taoists, your king will probably take a few days to come out after visiting my cave. I wonder if any of you would be willing to take me around the city during this period. Of course, I can walk around the city at will."
The boy's tone was kind, as if he was asking for opinions, but at this moment, in the eyes of many Feathered People, he had become more terrifying than the world-destroying Demon King. They were like a formidable enemy and no one dared to let him wander around the core area of the tribe alone.
"If you don't mind me, I'm willing to show you the way!"
A clear and pleasant female voice sounded like an oriole singing out of a valley.
