The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World - Chapter 590
Chapter 590: Chapter 343 Big Brother! _2
The spiritual Qi fluctuations caused by every of his movements still influenced thousands of miles around, even affected the spiritual Qi of distant lands, causing endless turmoil within the dark abyss.
“I am a monk from the Heavenly Dragon Zen Institute, Fayuan!”
Facing a Heavenly Immortal, the monk from the Heavenly Dragon Zen Institute, reported his Buddhist monastic name with a calm countenance. He had just been discussing the principles of the Great Dao with an Immortal Monarch and ignored his invitation to linger, rushing over instead.
His Destiny Seer Power allowed him to peer into the future. Of course, what he saw varied, but even so, it was enough for him to make advance arrangements.
“Heavenly Dragon Zen Institute!?”
Unlike the monks in the Nan Hua Continent who didn’t even know the exact location of the Heavenly Dragon Zen Institute, all those present were well-read. As the young monk revealed his background, one of the immortals recalled it immediately.
“A reincarnation of the Heavenly Dragon?”
A monk so young yet exhibiting such odd behavior. Judging from his potential, there is eight or nine out of ten chances that he has a massive background and might be some reincarnation. After all, there was a young man of unknown origin within the Cave World who had such identity, so it was not surprising that this man, who bore a striking resemblance to him, had such lineage too.
“What do you intend to do, Master?”
The myriad of stars disappeared and when they reappeared, they took over everything around the young monk. The stars flashed intermittently, dazzlingly brilliant.
“To help those who have a karma bond with this humble monk to escape the sea of suffering!”
The young monk replied, then took another step forward, which led to quite a bewildering situation for the numerous immortals and two heavenly immortals, whose whereabouts remained unknown.
The young monk’s silhouette seemed solid, but what appeared before them was merely a shadow, as if his true body was walking in another world.
Thus, a scene that made all the immortals dare not act recklessly occurred. The young monk seamlessly passed through the cluster of stars, and that green-pupilled eye was not an obstacle either, and was likewise penetrated by him.
This result naturally caused fluctuations in the mood of the two heavenly immortals. This unusual situation was beyond their expectation. They only came because they sacrificed some face.
As for the other Immortals, they basically all just watched silently, dared not to take any action, nor discuss. This situation was clearly not right. It was better to keep some distance when the mighty were dueling.
“Master, please wait.”
The monk from the Heavenly Dragon Temple turned a deaf ear to the plea, passing through the Cave Sky portal that stood in the shattered netherworld as if he had not heard it, entering the part of the Cave Sky Secret Land that was now partially controlled by Feng Qing’an.
The changes at the entrance of the Cave Sky startled Feng Qing’an. Of course, what truly dumbfounded him was the young monk wearing the monk’s robe who bore an almost identical face to his elder brother’s.
His rational mind told him that the monk definitely was not his elder brother Feng Qing’an.
But when he saw this monk for the first time, even though it was just a distant observation through the power of Jiuling, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but feel a sense of calm and reassurance.
All the anxiety and unease because of the arrival of the heavenly immortal and being under scrutiny had dispersed. Even though the elder brother emanated a weak aura, appeared to be of low strength.
Amitabha!
The moment the monk entered the Cave Sky, a grand and majestic Buddha chant echoed, resounding up to the heaven, down to the deep abyss. Its echoing spread throughout the vast Phoenix Clan Cave Sky with the golden Buddha light.
Even without using the power of Jiuling, Feng Qing’an could still hear the Buddha chant. At the same moment he heard the chant, he instantly felt that the substantial gazes upon him vanished.
The gaze of the heavenly immortals was blocked. Even those who could distort and change the laws of the Dao at will couldn’t see him now.
“Master, those heavenly immortals outside should not be able to see inside now!”
Because of the arrival of the heavenly immortals, the nine-headed serpent, which had shrunk into Nine Lifes Cave World and dared not show its head, had become active again.
It cautiously stuck a few heads out of Feng Qing’an’s bracelet, looking in different directions, and after gently smelling the air and confirming there was no danger, all nine heads came out one after another. They wound around Feng Qing’an’s wrist and resumed their previously unfinished grand project—swallowing the Cave Sky!
“I know, no need for you to tell me this nonsense!”
Feng Qing’an rolled his eyes in annoyance. A sense of hearty joy and delight welled up within his heart at that moment.
“But I can’t see what’s going on outside now.”
Jiuling’s weak voice rang out, and the smile that hadn’t yet bloomed on Feng Qing’an’s face abruptly faltered.
“Amitabha!”
The third chant of the Buddha’s name rang out. No need for anyone’s reminder, Feng Qing’an had already seen that the young monk, who dismissed countless immortals and even Heavenly Immortal’s divine thoughts as nothing, had appeared before his eyes.
The face familiar enough to give him from the heart a kind of intimacy, although his mind constantly reminded him this is not his kin and brother, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but blurted out,
“Brother!?”
“…”
The monk that came all the way through the group of immortals, hearing Feng Qing’an’s call, looked at the teenager in front of him who appeared to be a few years younger than himself, similarly spirited, and with a face very similar to his own. He fell silent for a moment, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes,
“This poor monk is Fayuan from the Heavenly Dragon Zen Institute, not your brother, Benefactor. You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
“I’m sorry, I got it wrong.”
Feng Qing’an didn’t dare to slack off.
Although the head of the monk in front of him was shaved bald just like his brother, the aura they exuded was entirely different.
Undoubtedly, this master was cultivating the Buddhist path. Feng Qing’an had never seen a more exaggerated existence in his understanding of Buddhist cultivation than the person in front of him.
“Benefactor’s not entirely wrong, it’s just that we have no destiny in this life.”
The young monk who looked exactly like his elder brother, said with a smile but not a smile, suggestive tone.
“What does the master mean by this?”
Feng Qing’an’s spirit was stimulated. With his current understanding, he also felt that there must be a deep connection between the monk in front of him and his elder brother, Feng Qingping.
After all, they both have the same face, the same youthfulness, and they both stand out. Their words and deeds challenge people’s cognition.
“Does the benefactor still have leisure to care about this?”
Fayuan showed a light smile.
“Master, please save me!”
Even though Feng Qing’an knew that he was meeting the man for the first time, and his mind was continuously emphasizing this point, at the moment he heard the other’s question, his body instinctively reacted before his mind, and he approached directly, hugging Fayuan,
“I don’t want to join the Taoist sect, and I don’t want to become a disciple to cultivate the Tao!”
Feng Qing’an, who had a better understanding of his physical characteristics, was very clear that he absolutely could not enter any Taoist sect to cultivate.
If he did, it would almost certainly lead to disaster. Even for those immortals who had achieved eternal life, Feng Qing’an doubted whether they could keep their composure after seeing his true nature?
“Don’t want to cultivate Tao? Do you want to abide by the precepts and cultivate in the Buddhist Gate instead?”
The monk, who had never let anyone touch him even when facing an off-limits Dao Monarch, slightly hooked his mouth and then asked softly,
“If you are willing, I can guide you.”
“Even less so.”
Hearing this, Feng Qing’an subconsciously loosened his hand, took a few steps back and said, the rules and precepts of the Buddhist Gate, no way, he had just tasted the sweetness of life, and they wanted him to abide by the precepts, daydreaming.
“So, if you don’t want to cultivate Tao and don’t want to cultivate Buddha, what do you want to do?”
“A real man aspires to travel all over the world, I want to wander around the world and be a carefree playboy!”
Feng Qing’an looked at the monk in front of him and spoke out his heartfelt desire without any hesitation.
