kill the immortal

Chapter 112 26, Seizing Memory

Everyone in the square was fascinated by what he heard, and the sky quickly darkened.

The sun quickly set behind the clouds, and the moon also rose up at this time. All the buildings on the island glowed faintly under the moonlight, making them appear more holy and solemn.

Until the moon sets and the sun rises again.

"This is the end of the sermon. Welcome all fellow Taoists to Xuantian Sword Sect. We have prepared a small gift for each of you."

When those words finally fell, the sound in the square gradually began to rise, and it slowly became noisy again.

One day has passed.

An Yan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The content of the sermon covered the three realms of body, breath and spirit.

Every realm is beyond An Yan's cognition. The depth of practice of monks outside Guan is far beyond that of Xuantang monks.

An Yan had gained Xue Yan's memory, and thought that his understanding of the realm of Qi had been completed, but compared with that venerable master, there was still a huge difference.

The most incredible thing among them was the method of body refining.

The monks outside the customs will temper their bodies before entering the realm of Qi, and this method of body refining is actually completely independent of the path of cultivation, and is a method inherited from ancient times.

Endless years ago, there were the purest body refiners at that time. They did not absorb spiritual energy for training, but constantly hammered their bodies to refine themselves into the most powerful weapon.

However, the emergence of the Yin God and the Yang God reshaped the rules of heaven and earth in this world, and also changed the practice methods of monks in the world.

If one does not absorb spiritual energy, there is no way to extend one's lifespan, and it will be difficult to achieve anything by just refining one's body.

Therefore, the art of body refining has become an aid for monks outside the customs to enhance their fighting skills.

But something similar is the realm of Qi.

It is rumored that there are ancient monks who have been in the Qi realm all their lives, and their Qi sea is huge, far exceeding that of some high-level monks.

However, because he is in the Qi realm, his lifespan is short and it is still difficult to achieve success.

In fact, judging from the evolution of practice methods, the path of those ancient monks seems to have gone astray, and immortality is what the monks should pursue.

Having said that, there is much to learn from.

After a sermon, Anyan gained a lot and his horizons were broadened a lot.

A row of tables appeared on the square near the main hall. Many female cultivators with extraordinary temperament stood there calling everyone to come and receive the gifts from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

An Yan noticed that Xue Yan's eyes were looking towards him from time to time, as if she had noticed him.

"Friend Daoist An."

A figure suddenly came to his side and greeted him with arms raised.

It was actually Yin Xi.

"Fellow Daoist An can go to the palace with the invitation card," Yin Xi said.

"There is a phase bone spirit crystal in the temple, which can be used by monks to test the bones. Fellow Taoist An can also try it."

"Gen Gu?" An Yan was slightly surprised. "How to test this?"

"The speed at which a monk's body absorbs spiritual energy is used to determine the level of talent." Yin Xi explained, "My Taoist friend Guan'an has a unique bone structure and the spiritual energy in his body is extremely pure. I think he is a person with extraordinary talents."

An Yan's heart moved when he heard the words, and he immediately pretended to smile bitterly: "I don't have any talent. I have been practicing hard for days and can't make any progress. My cultivation level is still low, so I won't go, so as not to worry myself anymore."

A flash of light flashed in Yin Xi's eyes, and he immediately smiled and said: "Well, this is also a voluntary matter, but fellow Daoist An is a distinguished guest of my Xuantian Sword Sect, why don't you come into the palace to chat and make some friends."

An Yan then smiled and said, "I am greedy for the world of mortals, and I have too much worldly aura. I'm afraid I won't be able to fit into this circle."

Yin Xi was also helpless about this, but he couldn't force it, so he immediately turned over his hand and took out a jade.

"This is a gift from our Xuantian Sword Sect to our guests. Please accept it, Fellow Daoist An."

An Yan looked at the jade in his hand, but saw that what others received from the female nun was just a jade bottle.

Yin Xi explained with a smile: "Fellow Daoist An came with an invitation. Although he did not enter the palace, he deserves the same treatment."

An Yan stopped refusing, took the Wen Yu, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you very much."

The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has come to an end, and the monks here seemed a little reluctant to leave. Some of them were shameless and went directly to the monks of the Xuantian Sword Sect to ask if they could join the sect, but the answer they received was a polite rejection.

An Yan walked up to the teleportation array with the others again and looked at the fairy court high above from a distance.

The scene just now and the people he saw flashed back in his mind.

These people are all distinguished and noble, but I am not from the same world as them.

When all the colors in the field of vision suddenly reversed, and the familiar spin began again, I came to the top of Mount Taihua when I regained consciousness.

world.

An Yan let out a long sigh, held hands with the guarding Xuantian Sword Sect monk, and then flew into the air, flying down the mountain and towards Chang'an.

This trip to the Xuantian Sword Sect has further strengthened his path to immortality.

He wants to keep getting stronger and keep getting promoted.

In Chang'an City, the market is bustling and noisy, and there is a lot of traffic and people.

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, the mundane aura that hit his face made An Yan feel much more comfortable.

"Where did your husband go yesterday?" Wenren Jinping and Shen Rong were kneeling together and asked immediately after seeing An Yan come back.

An Yan thought for a while and said, "I'm going to see the immortal."

"Immortal?" Wenren Jinping looked surprised.

"My husband is out of town?"

An Yan nodded and said, "The person who invited me to be a guest was a monk. It happened to be a grand event, so he stayed there all night, which made you worry."

He also wanted to let the people around him embark on the path of cultivation together, but now that his cultivation was still shallow, he had to put this kind of thing aside to avoid leading them astray again.

It is enough to find them some magical elixirs to improve their health if they have the opportunity on weekdays.

After returning to the study, An Yan began to study the piece of warm jade that Yin Xi gave him.

He summoned all the things inside and piled them on the table.

Three jade bottles, plus a bead, and a letter.

An Yan planned to open the letter first, but the moment he touched it, a text appeared in his mind.

This text refers to him as fellow Daoist An, which is obviously specially prepared for him, and is just a greeting.

Yin Xi said that those who came with invitations received different gifts than ordinary people. In fact, there were not many monks entering the hall, so these special gifts should be numerous.

The three jade vases are ten heart-condensing pills, ten spirit-boosting pills, and ten yuan-solidifying pills, all of which are hundred-refining spirit pills.

The Spirit-Building Pill and the Yuan-Guarding Pill, one is used to restore spiritual energy, and the other is used to heal injuries. They are both common and practical elixirs, but when they are covered with the Hundred Refining Spirit Patterns, their value is instantly different.

This is more generous than Pinglan Sect. There are thousands of casual cultivators participating in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Even if they don't give away so many, it is still a huge amount.

An Yan sighed in his heart, it was indeed a big sect.

As for the bead, the letter said it was called Cold Spring Heart Jade, and it had the effect of keeping away dust and awakening the mind when worn on the body.

They are all extremely practical things.

An Yan looked at the bead in his hand, sizing it up, and tried to inject spiritual energy into it. Instantly, the small bead shone brightly, and then An Yan felt a feedback of spiritual energy from above. The taste instantly made him clear-sighted.To Xuantian Sword Sect, these things were just gadgets that could be given away in large quantities, but to An Yan, they were a good thing.

Wearing it to practice, An Yan can be more immersed in it, as if he has taken a heart-condensing pill, and his efficiency is much higher.

Putting away the three bottles of elixirs, An Yan thought in his mind that before the troubled times, it was a good opportunity for him to practice and advance, so he had to seize the time to improve his strength.

Originally, Xuantang regarded the monks outside the pass as ghosts and monsters, but now they suddenly welcomed them in. Who knows what kind of deal is hidden here.

But one thing is certain, those monks will never let mortals rule them all the time.

Sooner or later, Xuantang's court will be infiltrated by monks, and by then the social order will probably collapse.

An Yan didn't know why the people in power would make such a decision, unless she didn't care about the life and death of mortals and wanted to participate in the disputes among the monks.

into the night.

An Yan slept on Shen Rong's knees today. The candlelight was extinguished for a long time, and the passion in her body gradually cooled down.

The tired Shen Rong leaned in An Yan's arms and fell asleep. An Yan looked out the window. Snowflakes were falling in the sky again, but it made the room warm and quiet.

He closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that he was floating on the sea.

This sea is very familiar. There is a golden waterfall pouring above the head, but this waterfall is not water, but the aura is so rich that it appears to be in a liquid state.

This is his Qihai!

There is a bright sun above his head, surrounded by a green ring and a purple-black bead. There is thick spiritual energy surrounding the two. They are purifying the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside world and filling his sea of ​​energy. .

Why are you here?
An Yan's mind was very clear. He had been able to see into his own Qi sea in the past, but it had never been like this. His body appeared directly here, but from a perspective that looked down from outside the world.

He saw a small figure, condensed on the yin pearl and yang jade from the outside world, which was the place where the outside world sent spiritual energy to this place.

This little man has a vague shape, but he is hovering between the Yin Pearl and Yang Jade, and seems to have established some kind of connection with the two.

A strong feeling of discomfort came over me.

But the next moment, the green ring surrounding Yang Yu suddenly shined brightly. This dazzling light made An Yan narrow his eyes subconsciously.

As the green ring fluctuated, his Qi sea seemed to be frozen, becoming dead and silent.

No spiritual energy is sent here from the outside world.

An Yan felt puzzled and confused, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, standing above the dead sea.

Subsequently, the green ring underwent a huge change. It originally surrounded the big sun and was composed of countless small and complicated text patterns. Now it separated from Yang Yu and seemed to turn into a sharp blade high in the sky, heading towards the vague figure. The villain rushed away.

hum-

An Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness fell into a trance for a moment.

The body was extremely hot, and the spiritual energy was rushing around uncontrollably.

This feeling was somewhat familiar, reminding him of the scene when he faced Wu Yunxian on Taihua Mountain that day.

And the little figure with a vague figure suddenly reacted. For a moment, the golden light burst out, as if it was about to tear the world apart. The blue-patterned blade was unable to break through the golden light for a while, and became stalemate with it.

An Yan was disturbed by this movement and was in unspeakable pain. It was as if the pain was tearing at his soul and he couldn't find the source.

What did he realize.

That villain is confronting that green ring!

He just stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at the golden-white sun high in the sky.

Suddenly, something seemed to flash by.

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"Don't worry, brother Ning Xian. The grace of saving your life will never be forgotten. My uncle is a high official in the court. When we enter the city, we will enjoy endless good days."

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"A mean worm."

"Relying on the means of demagogy, wantonly changing the fate of others and the fate of the country,"

"You said, how should I punish you?"

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He is being taken away from his body, by that vague villain!

And that green ring is resisting all this for him!
Last time on the top of Taihua Mountain, Wu Yunxian was like this. He wanted to invade his body and devour his soul, but he was directly killed by the green ring.

But this time the villain who wanted to take away his body seemed to be unusual, so that this fluctuation made Anyan extremely painful.

Thoughts were racing in his mind, and he didn't know what exactly happened.

Could it be that jade...

Cold Spring Heart Jade!

He was still wearing the jade. An Yan tried to get himself out of the sea of ​​consciousness, but found that he couldn't do it.

He could only watch the confrontation between the blue stripes and the golden figure, unable to do anything, just watching them decide his fate.

If Qing Wen wins, then he may be safe and sound.

But what if that villain wins... will he be swallowed up?
An Yan felt a great panic, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

There seemed to be no light or sound around him, and he didn't know how long he would have to fall or how long he would have left.

He heard his own heartbeat, but in the endless silence, the sound of his heartbeat seemed extremely terrifying.

thump--

thump--

The Yang Jade seemed to be moving farther and farther high in the sky in front of him. It was like a huge heart, constantly vibrating with his heartbeat.

Vibrating strongly and forcefully.

Whoa!
A huge wave set off, and the sea of ​​​​qi moved again.

An Yan stared, feeling that she was slowly able to move.

He saw that the blue lines were being erased bit by bit, as if he was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the golden man.

However, the golden man's condition didn't seem to be good, and his light wasn't as strong as it was at the beginning.

An Yan's mind raced for a moment, thinking about what she should do at this moment.

There is no mystery bone to borrow here.

He did know some magic techniques, such as palm thunder, but when he tried to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, it was the sea of ​​​​qi below that responded.

He can't use magic.

How to do……

The blue lines are gradually getting fewer and fewer, and are about to be wiped out. If this continues, the golden villain will win sooner or later.

That's how you should face him.

But at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through An Yan's mind.

Soul refining!
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(End of this chapter)