kill the immortal

Chapter 19, Chapter 19
Sore and weak.

It was bright outside the window, but An Yan lay motionless on the bed. He woke up for a while, still remembering what happened last night.

Master Xuanyi seemed to agree to his request in the end, but he lost consciousness after eating the red scorpion fruit, not knowing what happened afterwards.

Is it possible that I have really been harvested?

An Yan felt a foreign object under the pillow, and stretched out her hand to touch it with all her strength, and found a dagger that was broken in two.

Master Xuanyi was warning him.

There was a knock on the door of the room, and Xiang Yun's voice sounded outside: "Master An."

An Yan took a deep breath and responded, "What's the matter?"

"Missy is here."

Yu Nian...

An Yan thought for a while, and said, "I'm inconvenient, let her in."

Yu Nian is right behind Xiangyun at this moment, can hear the voice in the room, can't help frowning slightly, how can a woman be allowed into a man's room.

But she didn't care about this kind of thing right now, she just opened the door and walked in.

An Yan sat on the bed with her upper body leaning against the wall, her face was weak and pale, as if she was seriously ill.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Nian frowned.

"Two days ago, I went to Wenren's Mansion with my uncle, and I met Master Xuanyi. She said that I was not in good health, and prescribed a prescription for me. That's it." An Yan said slowly.

"I will always keep in mind what Ms. Yu Nian said, but right now I am really powerless, let me get better, and it won't be too late to do it."

not too late...

Yu Nian's cold eyes flickered, and he walked towards An Yan's bed suddenly, and reached out to grab An Yan's arm, but he was surprised to find that his skin was burning hot.

"There is a prescription given by Daoist Xuanyi on the table. If Ms. Yu Nian doesn't believe it, you can confront her yourself."

Yu Nian let go of his arm and said calmly, "No need."

An Yan smiled weakly and said, "Does Miss Yu Nian believe me?"

Yu Nian stood there and glanced coldly: "I mean, you don't have to do anything, just pretend that what happened before didn't happen."

An Yan's eyes showed surprise: "What does Miss Yu Nian mean?"

He was puzzled on the face, but he thought to himself: This woman already knew about Minglan's death, so she came to him.

Yu Nian sneered: "What do I mean you don't know?"

An Yan sighed lightly and said, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

An Yan looked directly into Yu Nian's eyes and said, "It's a pity that I can't grasp this opportunity to kiss Fangze with my wife."

"..."

Yu Nian's face darkened slightly, this guy was mocking himself.

The death of the servant girl Minglan was indeed related to him!

But she has no time to deal with this matter now, she was called away to prepare for the martial arts parade after autumn, and she will be away from home for more than a month.

Before leaving, I came to see An Yan, because I wanted to see if Minglan, the handmaiden who drowned in the lake, had anything to do with An Yan.

It's not bad that she wanted to ruin Yu Jingtang's reputation, but she also had to have enough evidence to directly hurt him all at once.

Yu Nian looked at An Yan, his expression became calm, and said: "I want to seek justice for your former fiancée, shouldn't you help me? Three years ago, she was thinking about the day she met you day and night. day."

An Yan heard the words but said: "Xuantang clearly prohibits practice, why did Miss Yu Wan commit the crime knowingly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't want Yu Nian to be furious, so he suddenly stepped forward and pulled his collar: "What do you know! Isn't she for you?!"

An Yan was already weak, and Yu Nian was surprisingly strong, after this heavy blow he almost passed out.

This crazy woman...

Ann cursed angrily.

Yu Nian quickly calmed down, and let go of An Yan.

"If she knew that the fiancé she was looking forward to day and night was someone like you, how disappointed she would be."

An Yan coughed violently and gasped to calm his mind. He leaned against the wall again, grinned and looked up at her: "If she knew that her own sister actually wanted to force her fiancé to climb on her stepmother's bed, what would it be like?" idea?"

A stern look flashed in Yu Nian's eyes: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

An Yan sneered without giving in, "If I was afraid of death, I would be happy in bed with your mother right now."

Of course he didn't want to die, but he was sure that the other party would not dare to touch him.

But in the next moment, An Yan's figure suddenly froze, he didn't see what Yu Nian was doing, his eyes suddenly blurred, and a black short knife was pressed against his throat.

This is definitely not the speed that normal people should have...

Yu Nian said coldly: "She died for you, you should go down to accompany her!"

An Yan sneered and asked back, "Ms. Yu Nian and Ms. Yu Wan are sisters, why don't you go down to accompany her?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that the dagger stuck to his throat seemed to be pushed forward, and after the sting, warmth dripped into his collar.

Going further, maybe the throat can be pierced open.

An Yan continued: "Miss Yu Nian's words of justice just now opened my eyes. Miss Yu Wan must be very relieved to know that you used this method to avenge her."

Waiting for a moment, Yu Nian did not make any further movements, her eyes flickered, looking at the weak An Yan who had no power to resist.

When I first met him, I threatened him with a knife like this, and his reaction was the same as now, this guy is really not afraid of death...

Back then when I threatened him with Jiang's affairs, was it just for expediency that he gave in easily?

At least this trait is good.

Yu Nian put away the dagger, looked at the bloodline on his neck, was silent for a long time, and said: "Four years ago, she contracted an incurable disease, and she only touched that taboo in order to marry you alive."

An Yan was startled suddenly.

Yu Nian continued: "This is the debt Yu Jingtang owed back then, but she was required to pay it back. Her short life was all to fulfill the promise that you didn't know about...you should at least remember her."

But the person who made the promise is not me...

An Yan didn't feel any disturbance in her heart, and said calmly: "I will remember what I should remember."

Yu Nian just turned around and left, and the room returned to calm.

An Yan stretched out his hand to touch the warmth on his neck, his eyes were bright red, he wiped away the blood on his fingertips, his eyes gradually became cold.

No matter where it is, being weak is a sin!

that night.

The waning moon hangs alone, and the bright and clean house enters the house.

An Yan was sitting on the bed reading a book, a gust of wind suddenly broke in through the window, and the leaves in the yard whirled.

There was a figure in the room, and the door opened without a sound.

Immortal Xuanyi wore a pure white Taoist robe for a while. I don't know if it was because of her attire. An Yan felt that her aura was becoming more and more ethereal. When I saw her outside the city, I only thought that she was a master of mind-cultivation and spiritual cultivation. , but now I feel that she is no different from a real fairy.

An Yan couldn't help asking: "The Daoist has benefited from me, right?"

A book appeared out of nowhere in Xuanyi's palm, and flew towards An Yan.

"This is the qi training method I created. If you practice with your physique, you will be able to enter the qi state in a short time."

An Yan's mind moved: "Aura?"

"There are yin and yang qi in the world, so monks in the world are divided into yin and yang." Master Xuanyi began to popularize the basic knowledge of practice for An Yan.

She lightly raised her jade hand, dots of starlight appeared in the midair, and quickly gathered together to form a picture of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish.

"Yin and yang are opposed to each other, and human beings are born with imperfections, and the yin and yang in the body are unbalanced. Practice is a process of constantly filling oneself."

"People with strong yang energy need the method of yin cultivation, otherwise they need the method of yang cultivation."

An Yan was thoughtful, and couldn't help asking: "What if we do the opposite? For example, people with strong yang energy can no longer practice yang cultivation methods?"

Master Xuanyi seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, his eyes above the veil were as quiet as a pool, and his voice was cold: "I will be enthralled!"

"Yin and Yang are the foundation of the heaven and the earth. Human beings are the creation of the heaven and the earth. The yin and yang qi in the human body cannot fade away. If you still practice the method of yang cultivation under the condition that your own yang qi is heavy, you will suffer from spiritual addiction at the slightest and suffer a lot. If you lose your mind and become a lunatic, this is 'Guan Shen'."

"In worlds other than Xuantang, imbuers will threaten the lives of others, and once discovered, they will be purged!"

An Yan couldn't help but shudder.

"Whether it is Yin Xiu or Yang Xiu, the realm is the same."

"The first is the realm of the body. There is no threshold for the realm of the body. All ordinary people in the world are in this realm. In a sense, the realm of the body is not a realm of cultivation."

"The second is the realm of qi. If you learn the method of practicing qi, you will be able to open up a sea of ​​qi, cultivate yin and yang qi, and use qi to control your body, use qi to control objects, and use qi to control qi."

"The realm of the spirit, fade away from the mortal body, become a true spirit, the face is not old, and the soul is indestructible!"

"In the realm of fate, change your fate against the sky, and live forever."

Seeing Master Xuanyi stop, An Yan couldn't help asking: "Is the realm of fate the end?"

"Cultivation has no end." Master Xuanyi said.

"After the destiny realm, there is still an endless road to go, but it is too far away for you, and Xuan Tang will not allow this kind of existence."

An Yan was thoughtful: "What is the state of a real person?"

Xuanyi's real figure hovered in mid-air, and the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram also floated in front of her, with a solemn and sacred aura, like a fairy in the sky.

"fairy land."

An Yan, who didn't have a detailed understanding of these realms, was not surprised either, and then asked: "Then the realms of this practice are divided into early, middle, and late stages?"

Master Xuanyi asked back: "Why divide these?"

An Yan took it for granted: "No matter how you know your strength."

Master Xuanyi said in a cold voice: "The method I cultivate is different from that of the monks outside the pass, and it is not for you to be brave and ruthless."

"If you want to live forever, you just need to concentrate on practicing. If you think that after learning the Qi training method, you will be superior to others and can bully the weak, then you are not far from death. Xuan Tang can conquer the Three Kingdoms, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will not be able to match your family's second son." The black phosphorus sword in the lady's hand!"

She paused, and then said again: "I was wrong. She is now the eldest lady. The original eldest lady of the Yu family was also a monk. When she was about to enter the spiritual realm, she caused changes in the world and died tragically at the hands of her biological father."

"..."

An Yan was speechless, he looked at the book in his hand, there was not even a name on it.

"Memorize it tonight and burn it up."

"Is this the method of yin cultivation, or the method of yang cultivation?" An Yan asked again.

"Yinxiu, the yang energy in your body is extremely strong, and your aptitude...is not bad." Master Xuanyi said.

"Is the real person also a yin cultivator?"

"It's none of your business."

After a moment of silence, An Yan put the book on the bed, and then got off the bed with his hands struggling to prop up his body.

He was a bit reluctant to stand up, Master Xuanyi stared at him for a while, only to realize that he wanted to salute himself.

She raised her hand to support An Yan's whole body with an invisible force, and said coldly: "I said, you are not my disciple, you and I just take what we need."

"The real person can benefit from me, but this is like a chance for me to be reborn. I should thank the real person." An Yan said solemnly. He always does things that can gain favor. You can't go wrong.

But Master Xuanyi thought in his heart: You don't know how important you are to me, this value is far beyond what can be compared with a book of Qi training methods.

But seeing An Yan's sincere appearance, after a little thought, a purple pill appeared in his palm, and it flew to An Yan's eyes.

An Yan didn't hesitate, and ate it directly after receiving it in his hand.

This pill is different from the red fruit, it melts in the mouth before chewing, it was originally a solid pill, but it seems to be a ball of gas in the mouth, and it goes straight down the throat to the limbs and bones.

An indescribable sourness restored An Yan's strength, and all the pain disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, Master." An Yan bowed.

Master Xuanyi didn't respond to this sentence, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the sky disappeared.

"Memorize the Qi training method and burn it."

An Yan sat on the bed again, looked through the words recorded on it, and found that it was extremely obscure, the words were sloppy, and the writing was full of mysterious and mysterious things. .

The key question is, is this Qi training method?

How did you practice?

He looked up at Master Xuanyi again, thinking about how to speak, the words just now reappeared in his mind, and he was surprised to find that he had memorized them all.

An Yan lowered her head and flipped through the book, read it through over and over again, and finished turning all the pages. When she closed her eyes, she recalled the words just now and was shocked and very clear.

"Really, I've recited it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the book in his hand suddenly caught fire, An Yan saw it and threw it on the ground, watching it turn into ashes little by little.

"You don't understand, do you?" Master Xuanyi said.

"……Um."

"Cultivation has a threshold, you go to sleep, you will understand tomorrow."

An Yan was puzzled when she heard the words, and when she looked at Master Xuanyi again, she suddenly felt a strong sense of drowsiness, and her vision became blurred.

This woman... is she going to do something to herself again?
He tried to speak, but the darkness overwhelmed his consciousness first.

Master Xuanyi looked at An Yan who was unconscious on the ground, but he was hesitating in his heart.

Now that I have entered the spirit realm, maybe I can give it a try...

The semi-transparent tulle covered his face, and the real Xuanyi's eyes flickered.

In case I can't stand it... I finally returned to the spiritual realm.

She still chose the safest way.

Master Xuanyi rummaged through his hands and took out the transparent and delicate glazed pot, and let it fall on the ground beside An Yan's bed.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, but she sighed.

(End of this chapter)