Chapter 376: The Qi of the Nine Heavens
"Um?!"
Feng Qing'an noticed the abnormality at the first moment. At this moment, he felt the blood and energy surging all over his body. In the empty Dantian, there was a light energy gathering and surging.
What made the young man feel even more subtle was that the blood filling his limbs and bones seemed to be gushing out from his back. He felt that the robe behind him was swelling up, as if flesh and blood were about to grow out and turn into wings.
At this moment, Feng Qing'an thought of the statue of a god squatting at the bottom of the cloud pillar outside the palace gate when he just came in. The god had a human body and a bird's head, with wings on his back.
"Where is this place?"
Feng Qing'an turned around and asked the winged people who followed him in. When the winged people, who were already in a complicated mood, heard Feng Qinhan's question, their expressions suddenly became even uglier.
Looking at the location of these buildings in the city, as well as the building specifications and structure, what is this place? Is there any need to ask? It is already obvious. Is this an attempt to humiliate them?
"What do you mean?"
Yun Chenglu asked.
"It's nothing. I just feel that this place is completely different from other places. It has a very special aura, so I asked out of curiosity. Do you have any explanation?"
"This palace is called Jiutian. It is the first palace built by our Qiongyu clan's ancestors. It is said that our ancestors also passed away in this palace and turned into a stream of pure air that fills the palace. It still protects our clan today."
When Yun Chenglu heard Feng Qing'an's answer, although she felt a little confused, the person in front of her was not someone she could delve into, so she could only answer like this.
These are not secrets at all. Every ethnic group with a little heritage has such secret places. However, these places have never been shown to outsiders, let alone allowed to enter.
However, their Qiongyu tribe was too weak, so the other party acted recklessly and they didn't even dare to stop them.
"After sitting and passing away, it turned into a stream of pure air?"
Feng Qing'an showed a look of surprise. He had seen such a situation in Buddhist scriptures. However, those who could have such a strange vision were all powerful people with extraordinary means.
"No, what your ancestors left behind after their death was not pure energy!"
The young man raised his eyebrows. The feathered girl, who was originally hesitant about whether to tell more, suddenly looked surprised. What's with this tone? Is this your ancestor or my ancestor? Why is he so sure?
"Nine Heavens Qi?!"
Feng Qing'an felt the changes in the energy flowing into his body and was a little unsure.
After all, even if he had read the relevant books, there were descriptions in them, but they were too far away from the era when they were active and could not be traced back at all. He even found it hard to believe that he could come across such a magical object just by strolling around.
What is the Qi of the Nine Heavens?
That is the authority of heaven, and the one who controls the energy of the nine heavens is the god.
This is the most honorable one in Shintoism. Different from the gods of mountains, rivers and earth, the gods of heaven truly live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon. As for the gods of human beings, there is no need to compare them at all.
"The ancestor of your Qiongyu tribe is a god?"
Feng Qing'an looked towards the winged people, and at this moment, the robe on his back could no longer support him and exploded. Brilliant divine light shone behind him, his flesh and blood intertwined, his bones grew, and a pair of broad wings grew out from behind him.
The pure white wings swayed with a holy glow, and this scene stunned the winged people who followed in. They sensed the supreme aura that seemed to come from Feng Qing'an.
Get close, depend on, look up to, be in awe, crawl on the ground, and worship!
At this moment, Feng Qing'an was like the arrival of the ancestor of the Qiongyu Clan to these winged people, but this situation also made these winged people even more confused.
But most of them were confused and at a loss, and had no idea what had happened. How did the human race suddenly change into their ancestors?
"Sir, do you have the blood of our Qiongyu tribe?"
Yun Chenglu looked at Feng Qing'an with surprise, confusion, but also expectation, and chose her words carefully and cautiously.
Based on the current general situation, the most reasonable explanation is that the human race has a great origin, is suspected to be the reincarnation of a celestial being, and has found the protector, and has the blood of the Qiongyu clan.
By chance, he came to the holy land where the ancestor of the Qiongyu tribe passed away, and accidentally activated the latent blood in his body, resulting in his current appearance.
Judging from the aura he exuded from his posture, the other party's bloodline far surpassed theirs, and might even be comparable to several of their ancestors who were closest to the source.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you feel whether there is blood or not?"
Hearing this question, Feng Qing'an rolled his eyes in annoyance. He probably figured out what was going on in the current situation, but he couldn't quite figure it out.
Why did these remaining Nine Heavens Qi not choose the Feathered People who were obviously more closely related by blood, but instead chose him, an unrelated human outsider?
"I am just inheriting the Nine Heavens Qi left by your ancestors. Speaking of which, can't you feel it?"
Feng Qing'an was a little confused. These winged people did attach great importance to this place, but this importance was only symbolic and spiritual. In fact, they didn't seem to think that this place contained much opportunity, and they didn't even know what was left here.
After all, if they knew that their palace actually contained the opportunity for people to become gods, I'm afraid these guys would not let him get close to here even at the risk of their lives.
"I……"
Yun Chenglu was speechless. In fact, she still hadn't figured out what had happened. It seemed that the other party had received the legacy left by their ancestors here.
But this is also the problem. Since it is the legacy left by their ancestors, why can't they, the direct descendants, get it, but the human race who has no blood relationship with them can get it?
"I don't know anything about it."
Seeing the postures of these women, Feng Qing'an knew that he could not ask anything, so he waved his hand casually, and the breeze obeyed his will, turning into an irresistible force, sweeping all these winged people out of the palace.
"I will be in seclusion here for a while, please don't disturb me."
After leaving a few words, the pure white palace gate slowly closed with a roar, leaving a group of winged people with stunned faces outside the palace.
"What on earth is going on?"
"Can't you see this? Our ancestors left behind a legacy, but we didn't even notice it. When the human race just came in, they took it all away. Now we, the legitimate heirs, are standing here like fools and watching."
“What should we do now?”
“This is our city, our country!”
"Open the ban and arrest this..."
"Are you crazy? Instead of thinking about how to seize this opportunity that doesn't belong to us, you might as well think about how to deal with those Kun groups outside.
If we don’t give an explanation, our floating island will fall from the sky, and our tribe will be severely damaged or even disappear.”
Although Yun Chenglu felt sorry that the opportunities hidden in the most core area of her own family were taken away by outsiders, her focus was still on the Kun group that had already begun to become restless. If they were not pacified in time, the Kun group would only need one collision, and their clan land would fall from the sky.
"Yes, there are also these Kun beasts!"
"What should I do?"
"Why do we have to regard him as an enemy? Why don't we acknowledge our ancestors?"
Suddenly, a winged man said something shocking, which immediately attracted the attention of all the winged people. Even Yun Chenglu, who had a serious expression and was ready to guard against the attack of the Kun group, cast his eyes on him.
"Return to your ancestral roots?"
The winged girl repeated it, looking at her fellow tribesman with an incomprehensible look.
"Yes, we have all seen the power he possesses, haven't we? Since he has taken away the opportunity in our ancestral land, it is impossible for us to take it back. We don't have the capital to do so."
The Feathered Man, who had become the focus of many of his fellow tribesmen, now had a calm expression on his face. This was an idea that came to him in a flash of inspiration, but at this moment his thoughts were clearer than ever before, and he even felt that this was the most correct path.
Choosing to be an enemy of the other party is undoubtedly seeking death and is the most foolish choice. Since you cannot be an enemy, then choose to be friends with them, or be even simpler and directly depend on them.
Under the influence of their ancestors, the other party even obtained a sacred bloodline that is purer than that of their Qiongyu clan and closer to the ancient ancestor.
With such a relationship, it doesn't matter if you recognize the other party as your ancestor, as long as the other party is willing to accept it.
Then perhaps their branch of the Qiongyu Clan will prosper again because of this, instead of gradually declining with the passage of time, and finally disappearing in the long river of time without leaving any trace.
"If we can't get him back, you want us to recognize him as our ancestor?"
"Why not?"
Yu Ren, who looks at the problem from a new perspective and makes suggestions, is justified.
"Didn't you see what that gentleman looked like just now? How is he different from us now? His bloodline is purer than ours."
"Just because his bloodline is pure, we have to acknowledge him as our ancestor?"
"Isn't that enough? You know how weak our bloodline is."
"It seems to make some sense."
"But how can we obtain the blood of this lord?"
"That's naturally..."
The eyes of the winged people naturally fell on Yun Chenglu. This winged girl with skin as white as snow, eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure, who looked like she walked out of a fairyland, suddenly showed a look of shame and anger, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, which seemed to be carved out of mutton-fat jade.
"What does it have to do with me?"
"cough!"
"For the continuation of the tribe, appropriate dedication is necessary!"
"I think this might be considered an opportunity."
"Your Highness should dress up now."
"Get dressed?"
Yun Chenglu was a little stunned. She had never expected that the attitudes of her fellow tribesmen, who were filled with righteous indignation just now, would change so drastically in such a short period of time just because of a few words.
However, when she saw the group of Kuns surrounding the floating island, she suddenly realized that perhaps if they humbled themselves and took the initiative to get closer, the power they possessed would no longer be a threat to their tribe, but a help.
Feng Qing'an had no idea what the feathered people outside the palace were thinking. He acted like the master of his own house. After blasting out these real masters, he sat cross-legged in the palace, carefully comprehending and refining the Nine Heavens Qi that flowed into his body.
This is not a complete Nine Heavens Qi. Strictly speaking, it is only a partial remnant of the authority of heaven. To be honest, it is only two or three thousandths.
But even so, it is a great nourishment for Feng Qing'an today, because under the nourishment of the Nine Heavens Qi, Feng Qing'an can feel that his spirit is undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
Of course, the most intuitive and obvious thing was naturally his soul contract. The thirteenth soul weapon that was about to condense into shape suddenly took shape, and the fourteenth soul contract condensed rapidly at an observable speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached the fifteenth soul contract.
"Almost there, almost there, just a little bit more!"
Feng Qing'an was somewhat excited about the all-round transformation and growth of his spirit, energy and vitality. Although this opportunity came inexplicably and even a little abruptly, he would take the benefits first no matter what.
Moreover, this opportunity did not give him the chance to refuse. It poured into his body in an extremely powerful manner and made changes to his body.
Of course, even if his body changed, Feng Qing'an didn't care much. It was nothing. When he performed the magic of divine fusion, his head turned into Heishan's head.
People who practice cultivation do not need to pay too much attention to the outside world. After all, it can change at any time.
boom!
As the soul power glow, deep to the point of being almost dark purple, rose, a smile naturally appeared on Feng Qing'an's face.
A smooth and flawless feeling rose from his heart. Even though he knew that he had not truly completed the training of a Beast Tamer, he still had a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Fifteen Soul Contracts
He has basically completed his training as the King of Reverse Beasts. He only needs to contract with another creature whose potential or combat power reaches the king level. Then he will be able to receive another wave of benefits and undergo another transformation.
To be honest, Feng Qingan was really looking forward to it.
As for contracting a king-level creature, this is not a difficult task at all for Feng Qingan now. As long as he is not picky, he can pull a winged man in from outside.
Even the winged girl could be one of them. Of course, the old winged man who took the initiative to enter his cave and wanted to see the scenery of the cave was also among them.
However, Feng Qing'an was not interested in this kind of old guy. Although he could enhance his potential and give him a chance to go further, there was no need for that.
"Even at his age, he can still be quite noisy."
Contented Feng Qing'an took some time to take a look at the cave and couldn't help shaking his head.
So miserable!
