kill the immortal

Chapter 122: 36, Forgiveness and Eternal Transformation, Yuanhuang Wujian
An Yan used magic to create two water mirrors at the front and back, and then he could clearly see the scene behind the matter.

The skin that was originally burned showed several extremely red lines, which looked like congestion under the skin, and also looked like irregular meridians.

An Yan reached out to her back again, and her fingertips still felt extremely hot when they touched her.

what is this……

An Yan frowned in thought, and then carefully looked at the mysterious bone. It was close to the waist and had densely packed tiny spikes. This thing would pierce the epidermis of his skin, so that it could be driven by spiritual energy.

His mysterious bone has no life needle, and some structures were all studied by Master Leng Cen himself or made according to the drawings ordered by the Master.

Unable to control objects with spiritual energy, An Yan went to find two wooden sticks, put on the new fire phosphorus after a lot of effort, and then put on the mysterious bones again, but did not cover up the clothes, but continued to use the water mirror. Observe the changes in the operation of the mysterious bone.

As An Yan conveyed spiritual energy, those precision mechanical parts began to operate, and the fire phosphorus embedded in them also glowed. A red liquid overflowed from the crystal and filled the transparent glass vessel. It boils and surges inside, slowly transforming from liquid into gas.

Nourishes—

White steam was discharged, and many parts began to turn red under the high temperature, but some of the red gas was also stripped out. It seemed to be the key to the operation of the mysterious bone.

But from the area close to An Yan's back, something red actually overflowed and entered his skin.

An Ran was suddenly shocked, it was Huo Phosphorus!
Part of the fire phosphorus entered his body!
Master Lengcen once specifically told you not to touch the fire phosphorus directly. The energy it contains is simply beyond the ability of humans to resist. If ordinary people can't even endure the high temperature, monks won't be able to withstand it if they absorb its energy. Exploded to death.

This thing and spiritual energy are two completely incompatible things.

An Yan felt something was wrong again. If it was really fire phosphorus, he shouldn't be able to bear it, and it couldn't be so securely attached to his body.

It should be related to fire phosphorus, but I'm not sure it is fire phosphorus.

After thinking for a long time, An Yan took out a short knife and planned to cut out the blood-red lines on his back. This might be a safer way, but he didn't know what it was. It made An Yan feel very uneasy about himself.

However, the moment he cut the skin with the dagger, the blood-red lines on his back surged as if alive. They were originally accumulated in that area, and instantly spread out, reaching An Yan's limbs and bones.

boom--

An Yan's body erupted with a violent wave of spiritual energy, followed by a heartbreaking pain, as if something was tearing at his soul. In the end, he couldn't bear the severe pain, and his consciousness dimmed and he passed out. .

I don't know how much time passed, but when An Yan regained consciousness, she saw a strange world.

The ground is covered with green grass and flowers are blooming, which is really beautiful.

Only the sky and the distance were hazy, and other scenery could not be seen clearly.

"who are you?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, making An Yan's spirit suddenly feel trance-like, and he felt his physical presence from the original state of looking into the world.

He turned around and saw someone standing behind him.

What makes An Yan strange is that the man is standing very close, but he can't see the other person's face clearly, and he can't even tell the difference between male and female in his voice. It's like his eyes are covered with fog, and he turns to Elsewhere, even the veins and dust particles on the flowers and grass can be seen clearly.

An Yan's throat rolled and she tried to ask, "Where is this?"

"Sheshengdao." The man responded.

"The Way of Pardon?" An Yan was confused. He had never heard of this name in Xuantang Jiuzhou.

Moreover, this does not seem to be a place name, but more like the name of a world.

"Why am I here?"

"I wanted to ask you."

An Yan calmed himself down, looked around again, and found that the space seemed to be only the area he was in. He tried to walk farther away, and the scenery in front of him appeared one after another, but the scenery behind him slowed down. Slow blur.

An Yan stopped immediately.

"who are you?"

"Gatekeeper."

"What door?"

"The Gate of the Three Realms."

"Three Realms..." An Yan was stunned and asked quickly. "The gate that isolates the three kingdoms of Qin, Han, and Tang?" The voice was silent for a while, and then said again: "You are from the Wanhua Realm."

"Wanhua Realm?"

The man didn't explain to An Yan, he just said, "Follow me."

Then, the other party turned around and walked in the distance.

An Yan thought about it for a moment, and then quickly followed. The two of them walked in tandem for a long time. There was still green grass under their feet, but they never saw any flying insects, bees, or butterflies.

Finally, a huge withered vine appeared in front of it, bending into the shape of a door. The man stepped directly in, but entered some kind of barrier and disappeared.

An Yan was startled, hesitated for a moment in front of the withered vine, and then walked in.

The world in front of him changed drastically in an instant, from the original hazy world of green grass, red flowers, to a dark sea of ​​stars.

There are three huge doors standing around, and there are vortex airflows inside each door, and the colors are different.

One channel shows two colors: black and white, the other shows five colors: yellow, brown, green, red and blue, but the third one is chaotic with no fixed colors.

I don’t know where these three doors lead.

An Yan just stood in the void with no sense of direction around him. He felt as if he was spinning and everything around him was also spinning.

What was happening before him was beyond his knowledge.

"Where is this?"

"That's your world." The man who let him in said, pointing to the black and white whirlpool door.

"Let's go back."

Wanhua Realm...

An Yan looked at the other two doors, pointed at the five-color vortex and asked, "Where are they?"

"The Yuanhuang Realm."

An Yan pointed to the last one: "Where is that?"

"Boundless."

Three Realms...Three Realms...

An Yan felt extremely shocked in his heart. The so-called Three Realms did not seem to refer to the three countries of Xian Qin, Mang Han, and Xuantang that he originally knew.

How did you get here?
Fire phosphorus...could it be related to that fire phosphorus!

"Where does that door lead to? Will I return to my original place?" An Yan asked again.

The man ignored An Yan's question. An Yan was about to speak again when he suddenly felt a strong suction force, pulling him to fly into the black and white door.

When entering the vortex, a huge feeling of weightlessness came, like falling from heaven to hell, which made Anyan's consciousness confused.

When he woke up again, he saw a roaring sea with a purple-black sun on the sea.

It's his Qihai.

Everything just happened was like a dream...

But soon, Anyan was alert again.

He felt a figure clinging to his Yin Pearl, eating the spiritual energy on it.

It’s a strange soul!

An Yan couldn't help but secretly curse, how come everyone wants to take her away!

　One more chapter, coming soon

　　
　
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