The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Not only will I not ignore it, but if anyone dares to make a move on her, they are disrespecting me. I will not be polite during that situation!”

Feng Qing’an smiled.

“It is indeed the case that I am willing to return this creature to the demon clan. If this demon is allowed to reside among civilians as the town deity said, it would bring chaos and cost lives, something I will not stand by.”

The Heavenly Dragon monk enunciated his philosophy.

“Zen master is truly lofty indeed!”

At this time, Feng Qing’an understood. This Heavenly Dragon monk’s attitude towards demons was not all about strict suppression. For him, there were in fact two kinds of demons, those without a master could be slain, while those with a master could be nurtured.

Since the carp essence’s husband worked for his sect for money, this allowed the fish demon to roam free, as she would be under his direct influence. With strong martial control in place, she could be allowed to coexist with humans.

However, previous tolerance of the demon clan’s benevolent nature and the slack enforcement of rules could not continue. Assigning sole responsibility of civilian lives to the whims of demons was something he could not tolerate.

Having understood this, Feng Qing’an had another question.

“Since the Zen Master thinks this way, why didn’t you discuss it with the town deity in the Underworld? Why do you only insist on suppressing the demons? ”

If this Heavenly Dragon monk had communicated his thoughts in the Underworld, the conflict would have been avoided.

“That town deity’s tolerance towards the demon beings has already exceeded what is necessary. He lacks the intention to kill demons!”

As per the Heavenly Dragon monk, the town deity was overly lenient towards the demonic beings. Hence, he only propagated the necessity of demon suppression. He never hoped that the deity would fully comprehend this but even a slight increase in hostility towards demons would be beneficial.

“Just like this?”

Feng Qing’an found it somewhat unbelievable.

“West Xi Lan Continent lacks incense gods. Therefore, I wanted to test the town deity’s divine power!”

The Heavenly Dragon monk candidly admitted it.

“I knew it was this!”

Feng Qing’an laughed heartily. The way the Heavenly Dragon monk had entered the Underworld didn’t seem like a debate, rather it felt like a confrontational situation. As it turned out, he had indeed challenged the ghosts and gods there. After the conflict, he did seem to have some intention of competing with the strongest ghost god.

“So, Zen Master, are you satisfied?”

“If my master hadn’t given me the Seven-treasure Gold Crest before leaving, I might have been trapped in the Underworld!”

With such words, it seemed the Heavenly Dragon monk admitted his weakness compared to the town deity. But Feng Qing’an didn’t underestimate him. After all, the monk had been brave enough to confront the deity in the Underworld.

The Heavenly Dragon monk had been inferior compared to the town deity. Though the Three-headed Six-armed Demon-suppressing Method he manifested did have some suppressive power, compared to the deity’s massive figure, it was like an ant. Despite that, the monk managed to parry each attack.

“Haha, the town deity didn’t play fair!”

Feng Qing’an hadn’t missed the magical urn the town deity had brought out at the end, which was a holy relic that the people of Fengtian City had been offering incense to and worshipping for a long time.

“A loss is a loss. Nothing to be ashamed of. My powers were insufficient. It’s only fitting I was defeated while challenging the ghosts and gods! ”

“Alright, I haven’t asked yet. Zen Master, for what purpose have you come to visit me?”

Only then did Feng Qing’an ask the purpose of the Heavenly Dragon monk’s visit. Although he could somewhat guess the reason, he still needed to confirm it.

“An elder has asked me to bring you the true sutras of Buddhism, hence my visit!”

“The true sutras of Buddhism?”

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing’an instinctively wanted to refuse. He now understood the reason the monks in the Underworld were aggressively against him.

If he was to cultivate, he would naturally choose Taoism over Buddhism, which had many restrictions and a strict hierarchy. Chanting scriptures while being a vegetarian didn’t interest him.

However, before he could refuse, Feng Qing’an recalled the words of Dong Huang. He said that many advanced learners in Taoism used Buddhist scriptures to refine their Daoist Heart and test their cultivation.

“Let me see!”

Since the true sutras were being offered for free, turning them down would be a waste. In an instant, Feng Qing’an changed his mind.

Even if one doesn’t practice the divine power of Buddhism, it’s not bad to use it as a sharpening stone for oneself.

“There is a considerable amount, Master, perhaps you should find a spacious place!”

Heavenly Dragon Monk Yinghai kindly suggested.

Although he came to deliver the scriptures, even he felt that the scriptures prepared by the local monks were overly abundant, not knowing if any were duplicated.

“A lot?”

Feng Qing’an didn’t dismiss it, but took it quite seriously, as for those practicing cultivation, what constitutes a lot may be beyond common people’s imagination.

A short moment later, Heavenly Dragon Monk was led by Feng Qing’an to a clean and tidy warehouse. When stacks of well-arranged scriptures were placed in front of Feng Qing’an, gradually filling the spacious warehouse, even Feng Qing’an was astounded.

“So many?”

“According to the elders who found me, this is the accumulation of more than ten temples!”

Heavenly Dragon Monk directly sold out the local monks, he didn’t promise to keep any secrets for them.

“I see!”

Feng Qing’an nodded slightly, considering the circumstances, it was normal. But the quantity was indeed too much.

“Want to take a look?”

“Hmm!”

Feng Qing’an, who had been flipping through many Dao sutras, casually picked up a scroll. Holding it in his hand, he began reading. To ordinary people, the Buddhist principles could be abstruse and hard to understand, but in Feng Qing’an’s eyes, it was as clear as reading palm lines, revealing the true essence of Buddhism without any concealment.

A faint Buddha light emerged behind Feng Qing’an, outlining the shape of an incomplete lotus. As Feng Qing’an leafed through the scripture, the structure of the lotus became more and more complete.

Upon seeing this, even Heavenly Dragon Monk, who was prepared for this, couldn’t help but recite scripture in his heart to steady his Zen Heart.

He didn’t fail to notice that Feng Qing’an wasn’t interested in their Buddhist scriptures, he even seemed repelled by them, but had agreed to receive them for some unknown reason.

Even with such an attitude, casually flipping through the scriptures, he was able to manifest such phenomena, how could those monks who diligently studied Buddhism feel at ease?

“Hmm?!”

With his eyes half-closed, the Heavenly Dragon Monk who didn’t want to watch this scene seemed to sense something. He suddenly raised his head, the originally ordinary pupils were suddenly stained gold, eventually transforming into golden vertical pupils, as if a Heavenly Dragon from the Buddhist Gate had opened its eyes.

In his eyes at this moment, Feng Qing’an, the young man in white clothes had an invisible aura blocking him, but he also had the Seven-treasure Gold Crest above his head, helping him break through part of the confusion and see a strand of “black energy” lingering on Feng Qing’an.

“How could this be?”

The moment he saw the black energy, Yinghai’s face showed puzzlement and incomprehension, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible.

“Zen Master, what’s wrong? Why do you have such an expression?”

At this moment, Feng Qing’an had finished the Buddhist scripture at hand and casually threw it back. When he looked up, he saw the odd expression on Heavenly Dragon Monk’s face and asked.

“Amitabha, please forgive my rudeness. May I ask, Master Wind, have you often been associating with the ghost category?”

Seeing the golden lotus behind Feng Qing’an disintegrate and disappear as he discarded the scripture, the straightforward monk no longer held back and directly asked the question.

“Zen Master, what are you saying?”

Feng Qing’an raised an eyebrow. This bald monk did have some insight — he must have seen something. But his guess was far from the truth.

“Do I look like someone who’d make a hobby of seeking out Ghost Creatures? I am still of pure Yang body without any contamination!”

“But I saw your body has… yes, you’re certainly being blinded by your divine wisdom!”

Heavenly Dragon Monk suddenly stopped talking, a look of realization dawned in his eyes, then he changed the subject,

“May I stay in your residence for a while? I’m not asking for much, just a place where I can stand a needle would do!”