The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 270 King Qilin, Emperor Bloodline

A dragon head, deer horns, a horse body with golden scales, and wings growing out of its bones... A majestic yet gorgeous auspicious beast walked out from the cracked void at the call of the young man in white. Its eyes, as warm as jade, reflected the blood on the ground.

"This is, Qilin?!"

The old Taoist priest looked at the creature summoned by the young man in white and couldn't help but widen his eyes. His body and even his lips trembled slightly, and his face turned red with excitement.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong. Although it was very similar to the Qilin mythical beast described in the Taoist scriptures, there were still some differences after all. For example, what about the wings? No Taoist scripture described that the Qilin had wings.

"Ryoma?"

Looking at the auspicious appearance of this statue, the old Taoist priest tried hard to identify it, but soon he shook his head and denied it. Although the dragon horse has wings and golden scales on its belly, but, although it has the word "dragon" in its name, it has nothing to do with the dragon clan, and it does not have a dragon head.

"..."

The old Taoist priest's body froze, because the auspicious beast that was full of holiness and majesty had lowered its head and looked at him, its warm jade-blue eyes meeting his.

There was no heavy majesty that made people feel depressed and breathless. The blue eyes were full of vitality, like the spring breeze in March, which made people feel peaceful and harmonious.

Under this gaze, the old Taoist priest, who had just stood up straight, could not help but bend down slightly. He wanted to kowtow to this auspicious beast from the bottom of his heart.

Just by seeing this figure, he had a feeling in his heart that if the other party was willing, he would definitely be able to pacify this chaotic world where demons were rampant and ghosts were running rampant.

Even though the other party looked neither like a Qilin nor a dragon horse, no matter what it was, it must be some kind of auspicious beast that he was not familiar with or that was not recorded in the Taoist scriptures he had read.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you like to kowtow all the time? No one wants you to kneel, and no one needs your worship!"

Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and summoned an invisible breeze to restrain the old Taoist's body.

Heaven, Earth, the Sovereign, Parents and Teachers, these are the only five that a person needs to bow down to in his life. When practicing and seeking the Tao, one transcends the mundane world and goes against the will of Heaven. The only ones left to worship are parents and the teachers who taught them.

"Senior, what is this?"

Although Feng Qing'an looked like a young man, the old Taoist priest did not dare to look down on him because of his overly young appearance.

Even if the Taoist master looked like a child, he would still bow his head and call him senior. The most taboo thing for practitioners is to judge the strength of others by appearance. For an old man like him, it is the most useless, because he simply does not have the extra mana and true energy to delay the aging of his body.

"My spiritual beast."

Feng Qing'an said this in passing, without any intention of explaining too much to the old Taoist priest. Facing the awe-inspiring gazes of those warriors, he looked at Sen Miao.
"Can these be dealt with?"

"can."

Sen Miao looked at the blood and filth on the ground and nodded without hesitation. Her awakened wood qilin bloodline could eliminate the dirty and foul air between heaven and earth.

The most benevolent beast in the world, the Qilin, is not only pure "benevolence". If you think that this creature is inherently sacred and weak and can be bullied, and trample on and violate its bottom line at will, then you will know what the wrath of gods and demons is!
"Then let's get rid of the filth here and make this place peaceful again."

As the white-clothed young man finished speaking, the Qilin that was walking out of the void took a step forward. Its four feet did not touch the ground and were not stained by dust. However, wherever its hooves landed, divine patterns of orchids and rare grasses grew in the void, and then turned into clear shadows that fell below and took root in the flesh, blood, and bones of the demons.

Along with the clear air bursting out from the filth of flesh and blood, the orchid and grass that were originally just phantoms suddenly bloomed on the earth, using the flesh and blood of the demons as nutrients.

Wherever the auspicious beast that resembles a unicorn and a dragon horse steps on, all the dirty air will dissipate, leaving only pure air rising up, sweeping across all directions and purifying the evil spirits.

As rays of green light dotted the ground covered with the blood and flesh of demons, a refreshing fragrance of grass and trees began to drive away the stench that lingered in the air.

"Wooden Qilin!"

Watching this scene, Feng Qing'an's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

The creatures that have made a contract with him do not need to worry about the shackles of blood, nor do they need to know how to enhance the power of their blood. The only thing they need to worry about is how to use the power of their blood.

The same power can produce completely different results in the hands of people who know how to use it and those who don't.

Ouch——

At dawn, the sky was slightly bright. At the junction of the distant sky and the mountains, the pale sky before the sun rose set off the majestic and dark outlines of the mountains.

At the edge of the mountains, the wolf king, who was as big as a mountain, led one demon wolf after another with clear air lingering on their bodies. They howled towards the rising sun, and inhaled and exhaled a wisp of purple air produced by the alternation of sun and moon and the rotation of yin and yang.

"Feeling like that?"

Feng Qing'an glanced at the wolves, who were full of energy and even emitting the fragrance of grass and trees from the inside out, and no longer paid attention to them. Instead, he looked at the Qilin beast Sen Miao who had been busy for most of the night.

With Sen Miao's non-stop hard work, all the demons and monsters that were seduced by the Soul Blood Jade he made, after being killed, the remaining remains have all been transformed into orchids and rare grasses blooming all over the ground.

However, these exotic flowers that exude rich and subtle fragrance are essentially transformed by Sen Miao's magical power. They are not real orchids, but are similar in appearance, making it difficult to distinguish. In fact, they are all green wood essences transformed from the flesh and blood of demons.

Of course, if you have enough courage, you can pick these exotic flowers and herbs and take them on the spot, the effect will be similar to that of the real Ganoderma lucidum.

But you can't eat too much, just like the warriors who have become completely useless since Feng Qing'an's arrival. After Sen Miao's arrival and purification of the evil spirits, they could not resist the temptation of the fragrance of the orchids transformed by magical powers, and secretly picked the orchids to eat.

The consequences are obvious. Even if it is a real thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum or a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng, if someone with insufficient cultivation rashly picks and consumes it, the result will be bleeding from all seven orifices and exploding into death. As with everything, excess is as bad as deficiency.

What's more, the orchid transformed by Sen Miao's magical power is not a real spiritual plant, but a stream of plant essence. Once a flesh and blood creature absorbs too much green wood essence, the consequences are obvious. The whole body will turn into wood. If Sen Miao hadn't been present, there would be a few more wooden men here.

Perhaps it was because Sen Miao had some sympathy for the human race, or perhaps it was because of Feng Qingan's sake that he condoned their greed.

Feng Qing'an did not comment on Sen Miao's act of rescuing the human race. Whether to rescue them or not, he would not interfere too much. If he did not rescue them, he could only blame these humans for being greedy and unaware of their own greed. Now, he could only say that they were lucky.

Compared to those human warriors who took the drug secretly, Black Mountain and the wolf pack he led took it openly.

As a demon known for its strong physique, its ability to withstand the green wood essence is naturally beyond the reach of human warriors, especially Heishan. The green wood essence wants to counterattack and suppress its blood energy, turning it into a wood wolf, but it is still far from it. However, Heishan's recklessness does not mean that the demon wolves brought out from Qingmang Mountain by Feng Qing'an can also be reckless. Once they eat too much green energy, their fate will be the same as those human warriors.

But the same thing happened, Sen Miao was present, so these guys, under the instigation of Heishan, had no scruples and ate until their bellies were full, and their shiny black fur was covered with a layer of green light.

They were clearly demonic wolves that drank blood and ate flesh, but after eating so much in the middle of the night, each of them actually gave off a scent of grass and trees, and all the filth on their bodies seemed to have disappeared.

"I seem to have found the Qilin's way of cultivation."

Hearing Feng Qingan's question, Sen Miao, whose golden scales had dimmed a little, replied.

She worked all night and consumed a lot, but what she gained was also very rich. Even though some of the spoils were shared by the wolf pack and several humans, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the orchids and rare grasses on the ground.

"Hmm? How should Qilin practice?"

Feng Qing'an called Sen Miao out to clean up the blood and filth on the ground, but it was just a spur of the moment idea.

Because he has realized that the only way to save this world is to completely change the environment here. Otherwise, even if he spends all his efforts to eliminate one batch of these monsters, it won't be long before another batch will reappear, and it will be endless.

"Please let me show you."

Sen Miao was respectful and spoke in a humble tone.

With every step forward, the more he comprehended and controlled the awakened Qilin bloodline, the more he could feel the fearsomeness and terror of his master. It was like a spiritual ocean with no end in sight.

Even though she could receive the blessings and nourishment from this vast ocean, when she looked at this ocean, besides gratitude, she could not suppress the fear and awe in her heart.

"have a look."

At Feng Qing'an's signal, the Qilin beast, which had been working hard for most of the night, took a deep breath.

All over the mountains and plains, the orchids and rare grasses planted by the Qilin beast suddenly shone with clear and misty light, and then turned into wisps of clear air, rising from the ground, like a hundred rivers flowing back into the river, converging on Sen Miao's body.

The vast and clear air wrapped around the body of the Qilin beast, and incomparable and rich vitality was nurtured within it. Under the nourishment of this tremendous vitality that was seized from thousands of demons, the sacred bloodline that was as weak as a firefly began to grow stronger.

The sacred and majestic figure that Feng Qing'an had seen before appeared again behind Sen Miao at this moment, with a dragon head, deer horns, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake scales, horse hooves... Such a vivid image made the old Taoist priest, who had been watching closely all night, open his eyes wide, and his face turned a bright camel red because of excessive excitement.

“It’s indeed a Qilin!”

Although the Qilin in front of him seemed to have impure bloodline, it was enough. And think about it, how could such an immortal spirit descend into the world with such turbid air?

The old Taoist priest was delighted at the auspicious birth of a person with Qilin bloodline, but Feng Qing'an frowned and stared at Sen Miao, noticing something strange happening to her.

Under the embrace of the vast and pure energy, the awakened Qilin bloodline in Sen Miao is getting stronger. As a beastmaster, Feng Qingan can feel this clearly.

She was born as a dragon horse at first. The golden scales under her belly gradually turned blue due to the further recovery and strengthening of the Qilin bloodline, but therein lay the problem.

If Sen Miao was just an ordinary horse demon, and accidentally awakened the Qilin bloodline because of meeting him, then the strengthening of the Qilin bloodline at this moment would undoubtedly be a good thing.

But Sen Miao's birth was not ordinary from the beginning. Although her father was only the god of river water, he was also the spirit of river water born from heaven and earth.

The bloodline of the Dragon Horse is actually not weak. After all, it is a well-known auspicious sign among the human race. Once a king comes into contact with the Dragon Horse, he will even be regarded as a holy king.

With such a bloodline, naturally, it could not tolerate the erosion of the Qilin bloodline. Under the further enhanced stimulation of the Qilin bloodline, Sen Miao's already extraordinary dragon horse power also began to resist.

slam-la-

The sound of surging river tide was heard, and then a surging stream of water was seen on the phantom of the Qilin standing behind Sen Miao, lingering on the limbs and torso of that sacred being, turning into embellishment.

"good."

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but nod slightly in satisfaction. After all, these were not two opposing bloodlines. It was just that one side suddenly became stronger, which caused the other side's fierce reaction.

The bloodline of the Wood Qilin and the essence of the innate river water can complement each other simply from the perspective of their properties. Even if there are conflicts, they can be reconciled and there will be no major problems.

As Feng Qing'an relaxed, the green energy that had been lingering on Sen Miao all flowed into the emerging phantom of the wooden Qilin, making the phantom of the Qilin more and more real, as if it had descended across time and space from a distant ancient era.

The surging water also made a sound of waves crashing against the shore, and there seemed to be water vapor floating in the roar. With a long sound, the shadow of the wooden unicorn rushed into Sen Miao's body with a water tide like a streamer.

boom--

A dazzling and eye-catching green spiritual light mixed with black suddenly burst out from Sen Miao's body. The surging spiritual pressure spread out in all directions like a tide, wave after wave.

[Sixth Soul Contract: Sen Miao]

[Race: Qilin Beast]

[Attributes: Kirin, Essence, Wood, Water, Wind]

[Potential Level: Emperor·Lower]

[Combat Power Level: King, Lower]

"This is too easy, there is no bottleneck at all!"

After taking a look at Sen Miao's changes, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)