kill the immortal

Chapter 23, Chapter 23

When it came to parting, Shi Zhe asked him: "Does Brother An Xian really have no interest in mechanics?"

Be a scientist?
An Yan shook her head and refused, saying that she had self-knowledge and that it was enough to be a rich man.

Shi Zhe seemed a little unwilling to give up, and wanted to persuade An Yan, but An Yan had to leave with an excuse.

According to what Shi Zhe said, the way to engage in mechanical engineering is the highest is to enter the Tiangong Institute and become a highly respected scientific research worker.

What's the use of this?
Isn't he doing part-time work for others and leaving his name in history?
An Yan doesn't have a strong sense of belonging to this world, he only cares about what he can get right now.

As for the way of mechanics, he was just interested in it. After all, it was something he had never seen in his previous life.

An Yan wants to get something practical now.

Power!

The power of becoming a monk cannot be used at will. The most useful thing in this world is power and status!

Only with these can we truly become stronger.

Being an official in Xuantang is not the only way to go through the imperial examination. If Yu Jingtang is willing, he can even give him a small official right now. It is very common to enter an official position.

Like Yu Huanzhang and Yu Huanzhen, they don't need to take the imperial examination. In the future, their elders will arrange some idle official positions for them, and they will be promoted slowly later.

Of course, if one has the ability, it is still a glorious thing to become an official through the imperial examination.

Thinking that Yu Jingtang had high hopes for Yu Huanting, otherwise he would not have been allowed to study in Chang'an.

And Yu Jingtang asked An Yan to study hard in order to arrange An Yan's path in the future.

Because many people feel this way, nothing compares to being an official.

Being an official means your personal strength is strong, and being a high-ranking official means that your family lineage has become stronger since then!

An Yan does not reject being an official. He said that he has no intention of going into an official career because he feels that he does not have the ability in this area. He does not know the academic knowledge of this world. Even if Yu Jingtang arranges an official position for himself, it will be difficult to go up.

It’s different now. After he started practicing, he felt as if he had been completely reborn. His five senses were sharp, his thinking was clear, and he especially possessed the ability of photographic memory. Even the books and movies he had read in his previous life could be clearly recalled remember.

That night, Master Xuanyi did not come again.

An Yan waited in the room for a long time but did not see her figure, which made An Yan who had prepared a lot of questions about cultivation unable to find anyone to ask.

Sitting on the bed alone to study the Sea of ​​Qi for a long time, An Yan lay down to rest.

Without Yu Nian's harassment, An Yan lived a stable and orderly life, except for Yu Huanzhang looking for him to go out to play, he would spend the whole day in Wentang Pavilion, absorbing the knowledge here.

He also often met Shi Zhe, and exchanged ideas with him about mechanics, and Shi Zhe never tired of persuading him to specialize in mechanics.

On this day, Yu Jingtang called An Yan to him again.

Today is going to be sent to Wenren Mansion, and Yu Jingtang has arranged everything properly, which An Yan doesn't need to care about at all.

In the study, Yu Jingtang sat at the main seat.

"Have you been devoting yourself to studying in Wentang Pavilion recently?"

"I read a few books." An Yan said respectfully.

"Is it still a history book?"

"I also read some other books, such as "Lu Zi", "Lun Shu", "Qian Yi", etc., and I also read some books on the way of mechanics."

Yu Jingtang looked calm, put down the teacup in his hand, and nodded lightly: "The way of literature is broad and far, broad and deep. If you are new to this way, it is not a bad thing to dabble in more, but you have to choose one and be good at it. It is limited, if you want to learn everything well, you may end up with only a rough understanding of everything.”

"Follow my uncle's instruction!"

What Yu Jingtang said was right, even though An Yan had memorized all the contents of these books, she only memorized them.

An Yan listened to Yu Jingtang's teaching for a while, but the main idea was to tell him to study hard and not be too hot for 3 minutes.

Yu Jingtang took a sip of tea, and suddenly asked a completely irrelevant question: "When you came from Yanzhou, what kind of robbers did you encounter on the road?"

An Yan's heart tightened, and he responded immediately: "They are also ordinary people who have become bandits, armed with farm tools and self-made weapons to rob on the road."

Regarding her own life experience, An Yan had already prepared a perfect wording.

"Are there many robbers in Yanzhou?" Yu Jingtang asked again.

An Yan thought for a moment, but asked back, "Have uncle seen those refugees outside Luoyang City?"

The tens of thousands of refugees are only in Luoyang, Chang'an also has them, and other cities also have them.

Since entering Luoyang, those refugees have suddenly become far away, as if the outside of the city and the inside of the city are not the same world.

An Yan also went to Luoyang City Gate when it was close to noon. When she saw the Xuanjia guards driving the porridge cart out of the city, she remembered that she was once a refugee living on a bowl of porridge outside Chengmen.

"Compared to some people, those refugees are lucky. They can at least walk to the city of Luoyang, and at least they can receive a bowl of thin porridge every day."

Yu Jingtang was silent for a long time after hearing the words, before saying: "You go back."

"Nephew retire."

After An Yan left, Yu Jingtang stood up and looked at the tree scenery outside the window in silence for a long time.

In just over a month, it will be the period of the annual tribute, and it will be time to show the Xuan Tang to the outside world.

those refugees...

The information brought back by the people he sent out to investigate was somewhat shocking. Most of the places in the Xuantang and Kyushu provinces have become miserable scenes of starvation and death.

There are endless disasters to be relieved, and endless people to be saved.

In the prosperous and prosperous age, why did Xuan Tang become like this when he was in his hands?
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Imperial Palace, Xiyuan.

Chao Jin and Lu Kui have been guarding outside the hall of Immortal Xuanyi for three days, and Immortal Xuanyi did not say hello to them when he retreated suddenly, and they did not dare to go in and disturb them rashly.

"Tell me, did Master get any chance recently?"

Bored in every possible way, Lu Kui whispered to Chao Jin.

"I don't know that." Chao Jin said.

"Two days ago, Master went out every night, and started to practice in closed doors when he came back. You can also feel that Master's cultivation has become more diligent than before, and he must have entered the spiritual realm." Lukui said.

"I don't know what that basin of black water is for, what kind of exercises Master is practicing."

Chao Jin said: "Master doesn't tell us, of course there is her old reason, we will know one day."

Lu Kui sighed, "Which day is that day? Master has something good to do, why didn't you call us to join us? The disciples of Zhenzong who are about the same age as us have all entered the Qi state! We have trained to master's I don't know when I will be able to open the sea of ​​Qi, if I meet those people from Zhenzong, I will not be laughed at by them."

Chao Jin smiled softly: "Master has already said that impatientness is a big taboo in practice. Master's skills must be better than the original skills of Xuanzhen Sect. Otherwise, it is worthy of Master's self-cultivation and re-cultivation. What? When we open the Sea of ​​Qi, none of the disciples of Zhenzong can compare to us!"

Lu Kui curled her lips and said: "I'm afraid that the master and the master will fight when we meet, and even if the two of us open the sea of ​​​​qi, we will only practice qi. Don't we only have to be beaten?"

Hearing these words, Chao Jin also showed distressed expression: "It shouldn't be possible, the master is not the kind of cruel person."

If they really fought, no one of them would be able to beat them. Master Xuanyi had already said that he would not teach them any means of harming others.

Lu Kui continued: "One of them is the Taoist head of the Xuanzong sect, and the other is the Taoist mother of the Zhenzong sect. The Xuanzhen sect can only have one head teacher, and there is always a fight. The master's cultivation base is so powerful..."

Chao Jin was frightened, and quickly reminded her in a low voice: "Stop talking!"

Lu Kui also realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, quickly shut up and turned her head to look behind her. Seeing that the palace door was closed tightly and there was no movement inside, she was relieved, reached out to pat her chest, and stuck out her tongue at Chao Jin.

"Master may be preparing for the New Year's Tribute recently." Chao Jin changed the subject.

Lukui tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked, "What do you think the monks outside are like?"

Chao Jin pursed her lips and said, "Didn't Master say that they are all murderers without blinking an eye?"

Lu Kui asked strangely, "Isn't anyone caring about killing people there?"

Zhao Jin thought about it seriously, and said, "Maybe the person in charge will kill someone too."

Lu Kui frowned and said, "Isn't it all messed up?"

They only heard about the world outside the Three Realms Pass, what the cultivation world outside was like, but what they heard was all bad things.

The two of them didn't understand that everyone wanted to live forever. The world is full of spiritual energy and inexhaustible treasures, so why should they hurt each other?
Xuanzhen Sect actually has many powerful exercises, including some very offensive spells.

But these are all out of their favor.

Who made Master Xuanyi take a brand new path, a path that only seeks longevity.

The monks in the outside world have nothing to do with them, and they won't be able to see each other on the day of the New Year's Eve.

Noisy during the day, gradually slanting westward.

Suddenly, Xuanyi Daoist's weak voice sounded in the hall.

"Morning Hibiscus, Lu Kui..."

Hearing the sound, the two hurriedly turned around and opened the door to go in, and saw their master was lying on the couch in the same weakness as before, with the skin all over his body as red as blood.

"Master!"

The two girls were taken aback, and when they were about to step forward, they were ordered to stop: "Don't... come here!"

Only Master Xuanyi said weakly: "The yang poison in my body has not dissipated. If you get close to me, you will be affected. Throw the Concentration Pill over and go out."

Chao Jin and Lu Kui had no choice but to find Ningshen Pill according to their words, and threw it on the couch where Daoist Xuanyi was sitting.

The two women suddenly felt a wave of heat hit their faces, and then they were in a trance.

"go out!"

The two woke up with a start, turned around and left the hall quickly, and closed the door.

Master Xuanyi struggled to put the Concentration Pill into her mouth, and began to regain her luck, and her complexion gradually returned to normal. After a while, she suddenly opened her mouth and spit out a large pool of blood, which splashed on the ground in front of her.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, her aura stabilized, her demeanor became solemn and holy again, and she became a fairy who thought she was untainted by the world.

Can't refine...

Master Xuanyi looked at the black water in the basin on the shelf not far away, and frowned secretly.

Now that An Yan has entered the Qi state, why has the yang poison become so powerful?Even myself in the spiritual realm couldn't digest it!

She lowered her head to look at her forearm, and opened her sleeves, but there was a glaring bright red on her snow-white skin, as if the meridians were congested.

Is it because I don't have a deep enough understanding of this extreme yang body?
But this is a legendary physique, and the mentions in various ancient books are just a few words.

Master Xuanyi's quiet eyes flickered.

(End of this chapter)