The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 321: Seven Bird Transformations, Nine True Dragon Transformations

"Ok?"

Holding the Ice Palace disciple whose face was as pale as rice paper in his arms, Feng Qing'an heard the voice suddenly ringing in his heart. For a moment, he felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to feel.

Lucky? Disappointed?
From the moment Donghuang hesitated for a moment and then got up and left, leaving him to his sister Nan Ge, Feng Qingan discovered that the king did not have a strong possessive desire for him. Of course, the desire to occupy him was particularly strong.

Now, after listening to what the Lord of Youhuang said to him, Feng Qing'an was completely certain that Donghuang had no intention of becoming his Taoist partner and spending his life with him. If he had such an idea, how could he have such an open-minded and cheerful attitude?

According to Donghuang's cognition, it is normal for a cultivator like him to have three wives and four concubines? Bullshit, Feng Qingan didn't realize that the king would look down on him so much.

Precisely because she has no expectations for their future, she is indifferent to everything that exists now. No matter how he flirts with other women, she treats it indifferently or even encourages him.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and save her. If you don't lend a helping hand, she might join my army and serve me!"

Dong Huang's cold voice sounded, totally unexpected that her casual attitude just now had given Feng Qing'an so much shock.

"How did you tolerate that old ghost for so long? The old ghost didn't take you seriously."

Feng Qing'an muttered to himself and lowered his head to rescue. However, as soon as he lowered his head, he met a pair of clear and shining eyes. In those clear pupils, there was a divine light that seemed to be able to see through everything.

Looking at this pair of eyes that had been staring at him since who knows when, Feng Qing'an's heart suddenly skipped a beat, because in these pupils, there were countless six-sided ice crystals stacked together, magnificent and dreamy.

"..."

It is obvious at first glance that this pair of eyes contains some kind of unique magical power, otherwise it would not be like this, and normal humans cannot grow such pupils.

Practicing a unique eye technique that can see through illusions and glimpse the truth is a common choice for almost all cultivators. Unless there is no other choice, cultivators do not mind undergoing fundamental structural changes in their eyes.

"Did you see it?"

The girl's calm eyes, and the strangeness hidden in them, gave Feng Qing'an a bad feeling, so he asked cautiously.

"Ok!"

The pale-faced girl responded softly, and Feng Qing'an's mouth corners suddenly twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

He didn't even notice the girl among the billions of lanterns just now, but the girl didn't know where the old ghost was hiding and could see his every move.

As expected, it was all nonsense and not a single word could be believed. Even if it was reduced to ashes, it still left him with a big trouble. The way he performed the "Spirit Fusion Technique" was a veritable evil in the world of cultivation, or at worst a side path.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Perhaps sensing Feng Qingan's complicated mood at the moment, Su Qingying made a promise to him. However, this promise not only did not reassure Feng Qingan, but made him even more silent. He stared at her with an unpredictable look.
"You have a secret, but we, the true disciples of the Dao sect, each have our own secrets that we won't tell others. Your appearance is nothing. I've seen true disciples of the Dao sect who look more like demons than you."

Under Feng Qing'an's silent gaze, even the Ice Emperor Palace's true disciple, who usually had a cold temperament, changed his usual taciturn attitude and became talkative.

Because she also felt that what she had just seen was too much. There was no secret at all. There was nothing normal about this guy from head to toe.

In her current weak state, she has seen so many things that she shouldn't have seen. If this guy who has made peace with ghosts wants to do something to her, it would be very easy.

Even if he took into account so many Taoist teachings outside and did not harm her life, he could secretly use means to invade her soul and erase the memory of what she had just experienced. At that time, even if she was still alive, she would be useless.

"Is it?"

Feng Qing'an was skeptical. He had seen the true appearance of the young master of the Yinhun Sect. He had long since abandoned his human body and transformed into a hideous and hateful demon.

The group of Taoist disciples he was currently in contact with basically maintained their human appearance. Even if there were some changes in their physical bodies, they were mostly in areas such as the eyes, nose, and mouth. Such minor changes could not be a big deal.

"Have you ever heard of the fundamental secret of the Wanxiang Sect, the Seven Bird Transformations?"

"Do I look like someone you've heard of?"

All the strange visions on Feng Qing'an's body faded away, and even the magical weapons and Buddhist treasures that he had just taken out and squandered were all put away by him. He turned back into a handsome young man in white clothes, wearing a snow-white dragon robe, looking harmless and friendly to all things.

"The Seven Bird Transformations contains seven transformations of the divine birds: Peacock Transformation, Dapeng Transformation, Honghao Transformation, Golden Phoenix Transformation, Snow Phoenix Transformation, Blue Luan Transformation, and Great Wind Transformation. As long as you can master any one of them, you can be a true disciple of the Wanxiang Sect. If you can master two, you will be the chief."

Suddenly thinking of Feng Qing'an, but he was a "country bumpkin" who had never even heard of the Xingxiu Sect. Su Qingying skipped over the Wanxiang Sect and instead introduced the "Seven Animal Transformations".

"Shouldn't this be called Daozi?"

"Not every sect's chief disciple is qualified to be called Daozi. Only the first disciple of an immortal sect like Xingxiu Dao is qualified to be honored as Daozi."

"So that's it."

Feng Qingan suddenly realized, and then asked,

"What if you can cultivate seven kinds?"

"Since the founding of the Wanxiang Sect, no one has ever achieved all seven transformations. To achieve any of the transformations of a divine bird, one needs to obtain the corresponding divine bird's blood essence, inner elixir, and even soul. The more one uses, the closer the divine bird's body will be to a real divine bird."

Su Qingying introduced to Feng Qingan the difficulty of practicing this method.

“Therefore, if someone can cultivate the seven kinds of divine bird transformations, he is probably qualified to roam freely between heaven and earth. The Wanxiang Sect... haha.”

The girl chuckled, and Feng Qing'an understood what she meant. Being able to hunt seven different kinds of divine birds and bear the consequences, with such strength, he could build as many immortal sects as he wanted.

"After achieving the Divine Bird Transformation, one will transform from a human into a Divine Bird?"

"Yes, this is a fundamental change, not just a change in appearance. Once it is cultivated, you will be able to obtain the various innate magical powers corresponding to the divine bird."

"It really opens my eyes. There is such a miraculous practice in this world."

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but admire it, and at the same time, he felt a little curious. He wanted to see what kind of mysteries were contained in this method. Maybe there was something he needed in it.

"So, your appearance is really nothing. If you don't want outsiders to know, I can keep it a secret for you. After all, you saved my life."

Su Qingying showed an amazing desire to survive. She didn't want to die in such a strange place, nor did she want to have her memory erased because she accidentally saw too many things that she shouldn't have done.

She had just seen it with her own eyes. The top ghost king who was fighting with the boy in front of him and was hit by many magic weapons and immortal tools and couldn't take care of himself had already decided to escape. But just as he made a gesture of escape, he exploded in the air. He was targeted by a higher-level existence and was directly crushed, just like stepping on a stink bug.

"Feng Qing'an, the way you looked just now, it wouldn't matter if she saw it. There are many people in the cultivation world who are weirder than you. Your behavior is nothing."

Dong Huang's voice sounded at the right time. She also saw Feng Qing'an's god-like and devil-like posture, but she was just surprised at the way Feng Qing'an achieved such a posture. She really didn't have any great feelings about his appearance.

As the saying goes, there are great scholars among those who talk and laugh, and there are no unlearned people among those who come and go. She was a second-generation immortal in her past, and she had met so many immortal figures back then that even she herself could not remember them clearly. However, there was one thing that she remembered clearly, that a considerable number of them chose not to be human.

"Won't I be considered a heretic?"

Feng Qing'an was worried. If he were to go out, he still wanted to establish a positive image. He didn't want to be chased and killed wherever he went. It would be too boring to live in hiding.

“No, my father accepted three disciples this year, and one of them is the most outstanding. He has great fortune and obtained the ancient secret of “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon”. Before he passed the tribulation and stood in the Transcendent Realm, he understood the transformations of the True Dragon. In the end, he used the power of the tribulation to transform into a True Dragon in one fell swoop.”

"Can it still be like this!?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but marvel at it. If we talk about being cool, it has to be the cultivators from the big sects. Compared with them, the cultivators from the small sects are just petty people, revealing a sense of pettiness everywhere. It seems that they don't want to be human anymore. How simple it is to transform themselves into mythical beasts whose bloodline can be traced back to the creation of the world.

"By the way, Donghuang, do you have any?"

"what?"

"'Nine Transformations of the True Dragon'!"

Feng Qing'an was not polite at all. He wanted to see what was recorded in the ancient secret that could allow a person to transform into a real dragon in one fell swoop. It was so mysterious.

As far as he knew, even if the descendants of dragons had true dragon bloodlines, they would have to go through numerous hardships and risk near-death before they could become true dragons. And for mere humans, without any support, to want to transform into dragons was simply wishful thinking.

"You can't fix it."

Dong Huang refused directly, but when she talked about this matter, it reminded her of the time when her father was not happy but furious when he learned that his most proud disciple had turned into a real dragon.

"If you want to practice this secret technique, you need to have the bloodline of the dragon race."

"If I practice the Seven Bird Transformations, wouldn't that require seven different divine bird bloodlines? Is there anyone in this world who can meet such demanding requirements?"

“It’s different. Even if one succeeds in practicing the Nine Transformations of a True Dragon, one will only transform into a true dragon in the end. That’s why it requires the practitioner to have true dragon blood.

But the "Seven Bird Transformations" mentioned in the furnace in your arms requires the essence, blood, inner elixir, and soul of the divine bird. This is a seizure, which is more domineering and evil than the "Nine Transformations of the True Dragon."

"you know?"

"Instead of asking me, why not ask the person in your arms? Oh, if you are really worried and don't want to kill her, then take her in. With her current cultivation strength, she will still be of great benefit to you."

"This……"

Feng Qing'an was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to continue. This queen was too enthusiastic about such things. Could it be that she really didn't care? It was simply unbelievable.

"Feng Qing'an, you don't have to think too much. There is a huge gap between you and me. Nan Ge is good, but she is a Yin spirit after all. She is not very suitable for you. The woman in your arms is a human like you. If you can use her as a furnace, it will be of great benefit to you, and I don't have to look for the Blazing Sun Flower anymore!"

"So that's what you're thinking."

Feng Qing'an suddenly realized, and at the same time couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"How you choose is up to you."

"Do you know the Seven Bird Transformations?"

Feng Qing'an, who was extremely annoyed, looked down at the Ice Emperor Palace's true inheritance in his arms, which was a little uneasy. At this moment, with the death of the old ghost, the Blood Sea Domain supported by it was collapsing, and the prison cell, which was only a few feet square, reappeared, and the mottled walls came into view.

"No, I don't have such an opportunity, I just heard about it by chance"

"...Chance?"

Feng Qingan noticed something wrong.

"The Wanxiang Sect has been destroyed, and the secret techniques that were originally kept secret have all been leaked out. The once famous "Seven Bird Transformations" has also been spread out, but it has been deliberately broken up and scattered to all corners of the world."

"Are you making up stories to fool me?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but doubt this, because he knew too little. And in this regard, he couldn't ask Donghuang for help. The world has changed a lot, and it is no longer the era that Donghuang is familiar with.

"Jin Suyan, the true disciple of Danding Sect, has mastered the Golden Phoenix Transformation. This time, she urged us to come to the Netherworld. I suspect that she has found clues to the Golden Phoenix's blood essence and is trying to practice the Golden Phoenix Transformation."

After seeing Feng Qing'an's true attitude, Su Qingying became more talkative and revealed information that most of the true disciples were not aware of.

"Golden Phoenix Blood!"

Feng Qing'an suddenly had an inspiration at this moment and realized something.

This group of geniuses entered the netherworld, looking for the secret place
The Immortal Dark Phoenix, Youyou, the birthplace of the phoenix that should have been born sacred but is surrounded by yin energy.

If there was no connection between the two, Feng Qing'an would write his last name upside down. He just didn't believe that there were so many secret realms related to the phoenix in this underworld.

"What did you think of?"

Seeing Feng Qing'an like this, Su Qingying asked.

"nothing."

Feng Qing'an just said it briefly. Of course, he couldn't tell these guys about the existence of the little phoenix Youyou. This was the information advantage he had.

"Feng Qing'an, you bastard, what are you doing, let go of Su Zhenchuan!"

At this moment, an angry voice came from behind.

(End of this chapter)