kill the immortal

Chapter 128 42, the intention of accepting a disciple

As soon as An Yan walked out of Feihuawu, he was blocked by someone, and it was someone he didn't expect at all.

Snow geese!

She was still wearing a bright red dress, with gauze covering her face. Her brows and eyes were filled with charming charm, and she was looking at An Yan with eyes that were full of admiration.

"Mr. An, don't you know the slave family?"

An Yan was only surprised for a moment, and soon determined that the person in front of her was not Xue Yan, but someone else pretending to be her.

The real Xue Yan is dead, and Chen Qingyan, who took her body away, absolutely cannot make this gesture in Chen Mobing's memory.

He didn't show anything on his face, just a look of surprise: "Fairy Xueyan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. Is Xueyan here to see His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Xue Yan looked at An Yan with a smile, and said leisurely: "I didn't expect Mr. An to be so bold. Even Prince Su dared to bully him like this."

Was she in Feihuawu just now?

When An Yan heard this, she couldn't help but think to herself that the other party knew what was going on in the attic, but he was not aware of her presence the whole time. This meant that either the other party was very good at concentrating Qi, or that the other party was much stronger than herself.

The latter should be more likely.

After thinking about it, An Yan felt confident that the Xue Yan in front of her was most likely her master Mei'er, Li Zizhen in disguise!
"Fairy Xueyan is joking. I don't dare to bully anyone. It's just that when someone wants to bully me, I'm forced to take some measures to protect myself."

"You are so forced." Xue Yan chuckled. She twisted her waist and swayed slowly as she approached An Yan. The fragrant breeze blew against her face, making her feel relaxed and happy.

"To be honest, I kind of appreciate you now."

An Yan cupped her hands and responded: "Thank you, Fairy Xueyan, for your love."

Xue Yan's eyes flickered, looking at An Yan as if he was thinking about something, and then smiled sweetly: "I wonder if Mr. An is interested in visiting my Shuiyue Xiaozhu now?"

An Yan is not interested. He doesn't know what the other person's purpose is. If this person knows that he took away Xue Yan's life gate, the trouble will be big. An Yan is confident to face a spiritual monk, but if the other person's life is That's a different story.

And if she pretends to be Xue Yan like this, does it mean that she already knows that something has happened to Xue Yan?

"I don't dare to refuse the fairy's invitation, but there are still important things at home. It's really inconvenient today. I'll host a banquet to apologize to the fairy in person another day."

Xue Yan seemed to expect that he would refuse, and the smile on her face did not diminish: "What Mr. An did in Feihuawu today will always reach the ears of the princess, letting her know that you are doing whatever it takes in her name." , it’s always bad, right?”

"..."

"The slave family just happened to be able to say a few words in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess. It can prove to Mr. An that today's incident was instigated by Prince Su. Mr. An also had no choice but to do so."

Seeing the hesitation on An Yan's face, Xue Yan pretended to be displeased: "Why, are you afraid that the slave family will eat you?"

The expression on the face of the man in front of her is really penetrating. Maybe Xueyan is imitating her master, but there are still differences between the two. Xueyan's Mei is knowing that she is beautiful and deliberately showing off to others, while Meier has already After that level, her charm is even more engraved in her bones.

Moreover, there is some information gap between the two. Meier does not know what happened between An Yan and Xue Yan.

An Yan turned around and looked at a luxurious pavilion in the distance and said, "The Ditang Pavilion there is usually elegant and clean. If the fairy doesn't mind, you and I can go upstairs."

Xue Yan looked at An Yan with an increasingly dark gaze, and smiled sweetly: "Mr. An, you are really cautious."

She could tell that An Yan chose this busy place because he was worried that she would do something to him.

"The fairy has misunderstood. The river scenery is very beautiful. Making tea by the river is a wonderful thing."

"Then Mr. An, please come."

The two of them came all the way to the elegant room above Ditang Tower and sat down, smelling the aroma in the air. An Yan said, "This Ditang is tasteless. The one in the pavilion is made of plum fragrance. It is elegant and unique."

Xue Yan sat on the opposite side, her eyes always staying on An Yan's body. "Fairy, doesn't the river view outside the window look better than mine?" An Yanxiao asked.

Hearing this, Xue Yan just curled her lips and smiled, looking sideways at the river.

She said leisurely: "Mr. An is only eighteen this year. He has already achieved such cultivation at such a young age. He is about to break through to the spiritual realm. It's amazing."

"I think the fairy seems to be the same age as me, but the fairy has already undergone a major spiritual cultivation. Compared with the fairy, I am far behind."

Xue Yan smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes showing charming charm: "How did you know that at the same age as me, it is easy for monks like us to disguise ourselves? Maybe the slave's face is actually an old woman?"

An Yanze said: "Fairy Xueyan is a major cultivator in the spiritual realm. In the future, she may advance to the destiny realm. She will be a hundred years old. Will she no longer be called a fairy by then? Age is not a problem. Fairies are unparalleled and extraordinary. , that’s what’s so compelling.”

Xue Yan was even more happy when he heard this, with a bright smile on his face.

"Young master Guan'an from the slave family has a pure spirit in his body, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I want to learn from the mysterious and profound master."

"I don't have any disciples, I'm just a casual cultivator." An Yan shook his head gently, "I entered this path of cultivation by chance. I am an insignificant ant in the world, and a lonely leaf in the ocean. Boat."

Xue Yan nodded lightly: "In this world, it is indeed not a good thing for a monk to have no master. Not only is he easily bullied by others, but he also has no one to help him correct his shortcomings and correct his mistakes during practice. He can easily go astray and spend his whole life on the wrong path."

An Yan was deep in thought, and immediately tried again: "I have this thought sometimes, but I have a lot of worries in my heart."

"What are you worried about, Mr. An?"

"My talent is dull, I'm afraid no one will accept me." An Yan sighed, "Besides, I only seek immortality and freedom in my practice, and I don't want to be involved in many right and wrong causes and consequences. Since arriving in Chang'an, I have met many monks and found that this practice This world is actually another mundane world. Even if I really worship the Taoist lineage and win the pity of a certain senior, I may end up going against my original intention."

"Everyone wants to live forever, but how many people can live forever? I want to live forever to be free and at ease in the world. If I have to end up in jail for the sake of advancement, it is definitely not what I want."

Xue Yan's eyes flashed slightly and she said, "Mr. An has a clear mind."

"The fairy is laughing."

Xue Yan smiled again and said, "But there are not many people in the world who have the same thoughts as Mr. An. If you can meet a like-minded senior to guide you, you will be the noble person in your destiny."

"What the fairy said is absolutely true, please take my life."

"I know someone from my family."

"..."

Xue Yan smiled sweetly and charmingly, but An Yan suddenly thought of the indifferent expression on the face of Xue Yan that she saw that night when Chen Qingyan took away her body. Perhaps that face was more suitable for her current thoughts.

"Oh?" An Yan still had a look of surprise on his face.

"My master Li Zizhen is devoted to the Tao. If Mr. An is interested, I can introduce him to Mr. An."

Does she...do she really want to take her in?
An Yan was shocked and confused for a moment.

He naturally hopes to have a powerful person to protect him, so that no one will easily come to trouble him.

But Li Zizhen is unclear about his own good and evil, and his purpose is also unclear, which is probably the biggest trouble.

Moreover, if his extremely yin body stays in front of a fate monk, he may be exposed.

He immediately shook his head: "I don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly. It's better not to disturb Master Ling."

"The road is infinite and humanity has its end. My master has always admired young people with strong minds and perseverance. Why don't you meet Mr. An? Maybe we can have this opportunity?"

　Things haven't been right lately
　　
　
(End of this chapter)