kill the immortal

Chapter 138 52, Secret Realm Opportunity

After returning home, the three ladies of Wenren Jinping immediately surrounded him.

"Husband, you look completely different from before. Did you succeed in breaking through?"

An Yan nodded and said, "Yes, we are already in the spiritual realm now."

Huanxi congratulated happily: "My uncle is now undergoing major repairs."

An Yan felt calm now and said: "The spiritual realm is not that far on the road of cultivation. You must practice hard. Once you open the sea of ​​qi, everything will go smoothly."

Once they open the Qi Sea, An Yan can try dual cultivation with them, which will be of great benefit to each other's cultivation.

But seeing as they enter the country, it will probably take several months before they really open up the air sea.

That night, An Yan studied the things given by the wild fire engine factory again. The spirit-shielding jade was not much different from what he had worn before. The lines on the spirit-gathering instrument were painted with special pigments mixed with fire phosphorus. .

As for the final fierce jade paste, An Yan was certain that it was definitely mixed with fire phosphorus.

Although fire phosphorus contains extremely powerful power, without ancient body training methods like Anyan, it would be harmful to the human body.

Most of the Xuanjia Guards have short lifespans and will retire from the army in their prime. The life needles on the Xuanji Bones they wear will cause their bodies to suffer from fire phosphorus poison. This poison will corrode the body bit by bit, forming It is a disease of addiction, and when the poison is in its final stages, you will be in pain without the fire phosphorus.

Therefore, Xuanjiawei will be persuaded to leave when the fire phosphorus poison is still mild.

An Yan tried to drink some strong jade juice, and suddenly felt a strong and domineering energy rushing into his body. An ordinary person would definitely feel uncomfortable, but An Yan could absorb the fire phosphorus for his own use, and suppressed it easily.

Ordinary monks can't detect what's in this fierce jade paste. This wildfire machine factory is not as simple as it seems. It is probably playing a big game of chess.

The next day, An Yan went to see Li Zizhen.

"Disciple has met Master." An Yan looked respectful and did not wear the Spirit-shielding Jade on his body, but showed his own spiritual energy fluctuations to the other party without any reservation.

The charming girl looked at An Yan with a surprised look on her face.

"You have just broken through the spiritual realm, and you have such a level of cultivation."

Her expression changed several times and she said: "Her method is so magical..."

An Yan asked: "Master, what did you say?"

Meier's eyes were complicated and she said, "It's okay. I originally prepared some pills for you to strengthen your cultivation, but it seems there is no need for it now."

"Thank you Master for your concern."

Mei'er flipped her hand lightly, and another jade appeared in her palm, flying to An Yan.

"There are some spells and magic weapons here, you can practice them on your own. I told you before that there will be an opportunity after you enter the spiritual realm, but remember it."

"The disciple remembers."

Meier pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I got news a few days ago that the Penglai Secret Realm suddenly fluctuated, and there are signs of its opening. It is expected that within the next one or two months, you will enter the spiritual realm, and I will I can take you with me."

"Penglai Secret Realm?" An Yan was extremely surprised. He had never heard of this name, not even in the memories of Shen Xiuqing, Xue Yan and Chen Mobing.

"Before the endless years, the rules of heaven and earth were different from now, and the methods of cultivation were also different. Some people with great supernatural powers were able to carve out an independent secret space on their own. Although those monks failed to survive the passage of time, they were in the long river of time. Died, but these secret spaces remain, containing endless opportunities.”

"What kind of state does it take to open up an independent world?" An Yan was speechless.

"There are nine known secret realms left over from ancient times. The spiritual energy and rules inside are completely different from those outside. They contain opportunities but are also accompanied by great dangers." Meier continued to explain, "In addition to these nine secret realms, There are also two secret realms created by present existence.”

"What is it?"

"The illusion of the Yin God, the illusion of the Yang God." "..."

The two words Yin Shen and Yang Shen also answered An Yan's doubts just now. The creation of the world belongs to the power of God.

"Master, when this secret realm is opened, will there be many people going there?"

"All the fate monks from Xuantang will come, and some of them will also bring their own disciples."

After thinking about it in his mind, An Yan was not interested in this so-called trip to the secret realm. In terms of his cultivation level, it was probably not his turn to have any benefits. He was not willing to take risks for this.

He immediately tried to ask: "Master, do we have to take risks? Isn't it good to just concentrate on cultivation honestly?"

Mei'er glanced over, her eyes getting colder: "Do you know how many people dream of this kind of opportunity?"

With her current state, it is extremely difficult to make any further progress. Moreover, now that Yang Shen is dead, it is almost impossible to break through the adversity. She can only place her hope in this secret realm opportunity.

An Yan said hurriedly: "Disciple does not dare to disobey Master. I just asked casually. Disciple will go back and prepare now."

On the way back, An Yan secretly complained in her heart, and then she had to comfort herself. Judging from Li Zizhen's appearance, he must have entered such a secret realm before.

Most of the local monks in Xuantang were united and harmonious, and there should be no problems if they helped each other.

After informing Wenren Jinping and the others about his upcoming trip, Anyan began practicing in seclusion. To be on the safe side, he absorbed another piece of fire phosphorus to strengthen his body, but the amplifying effect was not too obvious.

One month passed quickly, and An Yan received a message from Li Zizhen. One month later, the spiritual energy in his body became more solid, and his cultivation level was completely stabilized.

An Yan saw a white-haired old woman high in the sky outside Chang'an City, and immediately stepped forward and saluted: "Master."

It's probably because she has to meet outsiders that she looks like this.

"Yeah." Li Zizhen just nodded indifferently, wrapped An Yan with spiritual energy, and then turned into a rainbow and disappeared in the sky instantly.

However, in less than half an hour, An Yan found himself on an unfamiliar plain.

The clouds were thick in the sky and the wind was so strong that people's clothes were fluttering.

There were already several figures here. As soon as An Yan looked around, someone immediately took the initiative to come over.

"Fellow Daoist Li."

This is a white-haired old man with an immortal air, wearing a blue Taoist robe.

"Brother Izumoko."

An Yan just glanced at it, and then felt a little chilled in his heart.

It’s a fate!

Izumoko, a loose cultivator in the Fate Realm, one of the few Fate Realm monks in the Xuantang Dynasty.

An Yan soon heard a mature female voice with a full smile: "Friend Li, we haven't seen you for a long time. I asked someone to bring you a letter, did you receive it? I didn't say I would reply to my sister."

This is a woman who is dressed in ordinary clothes but has an outstanding appearance. She exudes a mature charm.

Although An Yan has never seen her, Xue Yan has her in his memory.

The second boss of the wildfire machine factory, Nie Nanyan!

(End of this chapter)