kill the immortal

Chapter 134, Chapter 48

For several days, there was still no news related to Li Chongrui.

The news of Li Chongrui's death had not been revealed there, which made An Yan feel a little uneasy.

The royal family was probably secretly investigating the cause of the prince's death. An Yan began to wonder whether his original layout was good enough and whether there might be anything missing.

But death comes and goes, unless those people can make the dead speak.

dead……

On this day, An Yanhu received a secret letter, which said: Prince Su's prince Li Chongrui was murdered. Fortunately, the royal family has a magic medicine that can resurrect the dead, and now Li Chongrui has been reborn!
An Yan felt his head explode with a "boom".

Li Chongrui was resurrected? !

How is this possible...

He quickly read the signature of the letter: Li Zizhen!

Li Zizhen...

The images of the white-haired old woman and the charming girl began to flash back in An Yan's mind.

An Yan gathered her thoughts and immediately went out to the place where she last met Li Zizhen.

Brought into the room by the maid, An Yan immediately saw Li Zizhen's figure and had no choice but to wait here.

After standing for two or three hours, Anyan heard footsteps approaching, and a figure walked out from behind the landscape screen.

This is not the white-haired old woman I saw last time, but the Meier I saw in Jiuxiao Palace!

Her attire was as sexy and bold as last time, holding a fan and walking towards her with her waist twisted.

After seeing her, An Yan's thoughts suddenly changed.

The other party presented himself as Li Zizhen, while Meier's identity was just a maid beside Princess Mingyue.

Except for her few disciples, no one knew that these two people were actually the same person.

Now that she saw him like this, An Yan vaguely guessed something in her heart.

An Yan showed a surprised expression: "Are you... Lord Mei'er?"

Mei'er looked at her with gleaming eyes and a meaningful smile on her lips.

"Where's Senior Li?" An Yan asked pretending to be confused.

"What?" Meier's coquettish red lips parted lightly, her voice was charming.

"Do you only see people with your eyes?"

"You..." An Yan's eyes widened instantly, her face full of disbelief.

"Are you Senior Li?!"

"Are you surprised?" Meier said with a charming smile.

An Yan nodded immediately and said, "I didn't expect you to be..."

Mei'er said, "Sometimes a monk's appearance is an illusion. How do you know that the two faces of mine you saw are real?"

"...Then how should I call you, Senior Li, or Master Mei'er?"

"Li Zizhen and Mei'er are both my real names," she said.

An Yan took a deep breath: "Senior Li, that letter..."

"After Li Chongrui died, his soul did not dissipate immediately. Instead, it was bound to the body. The same was true for the other three people. I used the soul search method to check their memories and saw a lot of interesting things." Meier. As he spoke, he looked at An Yan with a joking look.

"Senior Li...is he a soul cultivator?" An Yan asked cautiously.

"What, have you forgotten what you gave me?"

An Yan was startled for a moment, then immediately remembered that she had given the soul refining technique to Xue Yan, and Xue Yan came to ask for it for her master.

After the silence, An Yan spoke again: "Senior Li, can you save me?"

Meier smiled sweetly: "I thought you would continue to pretend to be crazy and refuse to admit it."

An Yan said sarcastically: "How dare I deceive Senior Li?"

Mei'er looked at him with beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "What is your relationship between you and me? Why should I help you?" An Yan sighed inwardly, cupped his hands and said, "I hope you will forgive me for my previous offense."

"You are so noble, how could I blame you?" Meier just said.

"In the face of life and death, let's talk about joints. Juniors are just greedy for life and afraid of death." An Yan said, and bowed deeply.

Meier raised her eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

"If senior doesn't mind, I would like to become my disciple and serve you." An Yan said sincerely.

Mei'er slowly suppressed her smile, her expression turned cold: "Do you think it's that easy to be my disciple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming terrifying pressure suddenly came over, making An Yan freeze up and unable to move.

Mei'er came closer. Although she was petite, she looked at An Yan in a condescending manner. She gently raised An Yan's chin with her finger fan and sneered: "Reptile, who do you think you are? You can show up in front of me." You're jumping around like this, do you really think I'm attracted to you?"

The pressure on An Yan's body became heavier and heavier, almost crushing all the bones in An Yan's body.

An Yan held on with willpower and struggled to speak: "Senior, are you going to kill me?"

"What's the reason why I don't kill you?"

"Senior, you probably want to get something from me, right?"

Meier narrowed her eyes when she heard this, and the next moment, the overwhelming pressure disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

An Yan did almost faint from the force. His physical body was already extremely powerful, but he was still not worth mentioning in front of the opponent.

"What do you think you can do to impress me?" Meier said calmly, with a cold look on her charming face.

"Senior, you seem to be interested in the relationship between me and the Xuanzhen Sect, right?"

"..."

Meier's expression moved slightly, as if An Yan had been right.

An Yan continued: "Taiyao, the Taoist Mother of Xuanzhen Sect, came to see me once."

Too key? !
Mei'er suddenly showed a strange expression when she heard this. To the Xuantang monks, Taiyao was no different from a true god-like existence, but they only heard his name and rarely saw his face.

The only venerable person in Xuantang was the one she wanted to look up to.

"She would go out of her way to find you?" Meier asked suspiciously, a little unbelieving, but extremely concerned about it.

An Yan continued: "He left something inside me."

"What?!" Meier asked immediately.

"I don't know." An Yan shook his head gently.

"I can't understand what she did. It was like a seal."

As soon as An Yan finished speaking, Mei'er suddenly stretched out her hand and slapped him directly on the forehead, and the ferocious spiritual energy broke into An Yan's aura unreasonably.

boom--

The spiritual energy in Anyan's body became disordered, making him extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Meier withdrew her hand, thoughtfully.

She saw a ring composed of countless cyan lines on An Yan's Yang Jade.

She was wary and didn't dare to act rashly. After all, the other party was a venerable. She didn't know what kind of means he had to reach the sky, but the aura exuded by the blue pattern was indeed that of a venerable.

This seems to verify what An Yan said is true.

Meier suddenly turned around and sat on the main seat, her expression calm and indifferent.

She said: "Kneel down and worship me."

An Yan's heart was trembling, and she immediately knelt on the ground and gave him a great gift.

"Disciple An Yan, I have met the master."

Mei'er said coldly: "When you become my disciple, you can only have one piece of heaven in your heart. If you can't understand what Xuanzhen Sect is, don't blame me for not showing any affection."

"Disciple, understand."

(End of this chapter)