kill the immortal

Chapter 20, Chapter 20

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An Yan could only feel that his ears were filled with extremely irritable and lingering noises, and his whole body seemed to be withdrawn into a weird and magical space, with hundreds of thousands, millions, hundreds of millions of colorful thin lines, Flying by.

I am struggling, dissociating, and unable to escape in the vortex formed by these thin lines.

Suddenly, his consciousness went dark again, and all of this began to shatter like a mirror, turning into a pitch black nothingness. Slowly, his consciousness began to recover again, like thick colored ink smudged on a piece of canvas.

He saw a huge golden and white light cluster, like the sun, warm and surging, with flames lingering and dancing around it.

And on the other side of the light cluster, there was another purple and black dark ball no bigger than a fist.

The two large and small light spheres with sharp contrast each extend a light flow and connect together, sending their own light to each other and absorbing the light of the other.

The two things, which are clearly unbalanced and equal, seem to have a strange harmony at this moment.

The light sent by the golden and white light balls enveloped the purple and black dark balls, covering them like liquid flames, overflowing and dripping downwards.

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In an instant, everything around became clear.

The ground appeared, a flat, boundless, barren ground, and the golden and white flames dripping from the dark purple and black balls were accumulating on the ground and would not disperse.

This is the sea of ​​qi!

An Yan opened her eyes, and could clearly feel what was going on in her body at this moment.

Although it can't be called "sea" at all, it's just a small cluster of qi, but he has already taken the first step on the long journey of immortality.

When he woke up this morning, he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of enlightenment about the qi training method that he memorized in his heart yesterday, as if his mind had turned a certain corner when solving a math problem, and suddenly became enlightened.

An Yan felt that there was some kind of connection with everything in this world, as if the pores of his whole body were opened, absorbing the surrounding "Qi" all the time, entering the body into the circulation of the two light spheres, falling into his body. In the "sea of ​​air".

Master Xuanyi said that there is a threshold for spiritual practice, and once you cross this threshold, you are like a fish entering the sea.

The knock on the door interrupted An Yan's thoughts.

"Master An." Xiang Yun whispered outside the door.

"Director Wang is here."

Hearing the sound, An Yan thought to herself, probably something is wrong with Yu Jingtang.

"I'll be right out."

An Yan, who had just tasted the taste of cultivation, wanted to sit quietly for a day, but thought that doing so would easily arouse suspicion. Once the practice was exposed, the end might be the same as that Miss Yu Wan.

An Yan was fully dressed, and when she walked out of the room, she saw Wang Gui waiting for him in the yard.

"Master An." Seeing An Yan, Wang Gui greeted him respectfully. "Master asked me to ask Master An's birth date."

"I'm sorry to trouble Manager Wang, please follow me to the study." An Yan said with a smile.

"What's the matter with Young Master An? This is the duty of a servant."

An Yan thought about it, he didn't know the birth date of his current body, so he had to write his own.

I converted my birthday in my heart, and then wrote it on paper.

The process of getting married in this era is very cumbersome, with three books and six rituals, and the process takes a long time, but according to Yu Jingtang, it is best to simplify the whole process and get married next month.

An Yan also found it interesting to think about it, Wenren Yunjian was the Minister of Rites.

Just as Wang Gui left, Yu Huanzhang came again.

"Brother Huanzhang, I thought you wouldn't come to my place anymore." An Yan smiled lightly.

"Brother hate, you still think of brother as a narrow-minded person." Yu Huanzhang also laughed.

"Is your body better?"

"It's all right."

"That's right, go to a good place with Brother Wei!"

Yu Huanzhang took An Yan's arm and was about to walk out, but An Yan had no choice but to break free and follow behind him.

"Brother Huanzhang is talking about Zifang?"

"It seems that brother Yan has been thinking about this place all the time."

"..."

An Yan followed Yu Huanzhang to the side door of Xiangfu, where Yu Huanzhang's carriage was already waiting, but when he opened the curtain, he found that there was still a person sitting inside.

It was the burly Yu Huanzhen.

"Brother Huanzhen?" An Yan asked in surprise.

Yu Huanzhen coughed lightly, and said, "How is brother Yan doing these days?"

Yu Huanzhang smiled and said, "This kid insists on coming together."

Yu Huanzhen said displeased: "What nonsense, it's clear that you dragged me by force!"

There is a lot of space in the carriage, and the three of them didn't look crowded. During the conversation, An Yan could hear that Yu Huanzhen was indeed brought here by Yu Huanzhang, but he was willing to follow after hearing that Yu Huanzhang was going to Zifang.

"Don't make a fuss when Brother Yan comes back, I'll be miserable if my father finds out about this." Yu Huanzhen couldn't help but said.

The appearance of Yu Wenjian flashed in An Yan's mind. This uncle's personality was a bit like Yu Jingtang, but he was better than Yu Jingtang.

"Brother Huanzhen, don't worry."

The carriage drove into a bustling area, and there were many pedestrians on the street, so the speed also slowed down.

An Yan had never been to this street before. Through the small window of the carriage, he could see a very imposing attic from a distance. It stood out from the crowd in this bustling city, as if the surrounding commercial streets were built around it. of.

On the plaque at the main entrance, there are two big characters "Zifang" written on it, but An Yan didn't see anything related to purple in this building.

"This place is so grand." An Yan said involuntarily.

Yu Huanzhang smiled proudly: "Of course, this Zifang is the most fun place in Luoyang!"

The boundary of this Zifang seems to be more than one attic, and there should be a wider space behind the courtyard wall. At first, as An Yan thought, the scene of a beautifully dressed woman waiting for customers at the door did not appear. The main entrance of this Zifang But it was very quiet.

If it weren't for Yu Huanzhen's reaction just now that he was afraid that his father would know that he came here, An Yan would have doubted whether this place was the kind of place he thought of.

The carriage stopped at the main entrance, An Yan and the three got down, and immediately a servant came over and led the groom away.

Yu Huanzhang brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, then strode towards the main entrance.

"Young Master Yu." The waiter at the gate knew Yu Huanzhang, and greeted him respectfully with a smile on his face.

Inside the main entrance is an open front yard surrounded by corridors. You can also see some women here, but most of them are dressed as maids. An Yan took a closer look and found that even the maids were of good looks.

The front yard was still quiet, and Yu Huanzhang continued to walk in with the two of them.

"Brother Yan, don't be impatient, all the good things are inside." Seeing that An Yan was looking at the maid, Yu Huanzhang said with a smile.

An Yan is indeed not in a hurry, it is useless to be anxious, he still remembers Xuanyi's warning in his heart, even if this is really a place for flesh and blood business, it has nothing to do with him.

The three of them walked through another yard all the way to the innermost attic.

An Yan thought to herself that the prices in the front and back yards are different, the one inside is more upscale, the place is cleaner, and there are not many maids there.

A beautiful woman in a beaded shirt and a skirt with a good appearance and a fan in her hand came forward to greet her.

"Young Master Yu, I haven't been here for a few days, and Young Master Zhen is here too!"

Mr. Zhen...

An Yan's face was weird when she heard the words, this Yu Huanzhen didn't even dare to use his real name, is the family education so strict?

Yu Huanzhang chatted politely with the beautiful lady there, and soon An Yan was led upstairs to a private room with a screen in the middle.

The room smelled of incense, and there were calligraphy and paintings on the wall that An Yan could not see clearly. The tables and chairs were all made of precious red sandalwood. There should be ice here, and the temperature is suitable.

Upon closer inspection, the arrangement here is even more particular than that of the Xiyuan Poetry Club.

An Yan couldn't help being dumbfounded, sitting on the futon, took a sip from the teacup at the side, and felt that it was fragrant and mellow, no worse than the one he drank in Xiang's mansion.

What a classy place!

Yu Huanzhang first waved to the waitress to go down, and there were only three of them left in the private room.

"The people who come to Zifang to play are either rich or noble. If there is no one to recommend, ordinary people can't even enter the main entrance." Yu Huanzhang said.

It's membership.

An Yan thought to himself, and asked after a little thought: "In such a big industry in Luoyang, the boss behind it is not a mortal, right?"

"I heard it's a woman." Yu Huanzhang said.

"Woman?" An Yan was slightly surprised.

"The rumors are true, but no one has seen it." Yu Huanzhang said while eating snacks.

"Brother Huanzhang hasn't seen him either?"

Yu Huanzhang tilted his head and said, "Why are you seeing her? I'm just here for fun. Who she is is none of my business."

An Yan laughed: "It's true."

Yu Huanzhang then introduced it to An Yan. The women here are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all of them are beautiful, with first-class temperament and figure. They are collected from all over Kyushu.

If you have acquaintances, you can name them, and you can choose from among the women without waiting.

An Yan felt that the process was somewhat familiar.

"You can ask them to play strings and sing songs for you, or you can recite poems in pairs, and chat to relieve boredom."

An Yan murmured, "Is it a showman rather than a person?"

Yu Huanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed loudly: "They are all sold out, so there is no such difference."

After finishing speaking, he looked at An Yan with a smile again: "If brother Yan is interested, he will naturally want to do something."

An Yan's face remained calm, if he said that he would not do that, it would be too hypocritical.

Yu Huanzhang gave some instructions to the maid again.

Not long after, An Yan saw a figure sitting behind the screen, and then a soothing tune sounded.

The people here seem to like this tone, looking at the elegant layout around and the beautifully framed calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

It is said that it is a place where scribes gather and communicate, and people believe it, but who would have thought that it is a place for flesh and blood business?
Soon, beautiful figures walked in from the entrance, and An Yan couldn't help but pause while drinking tea. He found that these women were just as Yu Huanzhang said, all of them were beautiful, and they were all wearing expensive dresses Temperament can be gentle, dignified, warm, or shy, each has its own merits, no one will doubt that they are rich ladies, and there is no dusty look on their faces, but they are full of nobility, It is not different from those famous ladies and daughters An Yan saw at the Xiyuan Poetry Conference, and even worse.

An Yan was a little surprised, the boss of Zifang is really not a mortal, these women can't all be born rich ladies, they must have put in a lot of effort to cultivate them into such a state.

No wonder you need a referral to come in, maybe the boss thinks that ordinary women in Zifang are not worthy of a kiss.

"Greetings to the three gentlemen!" The dozen or so women stood side by side and shouted in unison.

"I hate brother." Yu Huanzhang said with a smile on his face.

"You pick first."

Yu Huanzhen also said: "Brother who hates you, pick first!"

An Yan, who was sitting there, looked at these beauties, and felt as if he was picking goods. At first, he thought that the women here would be a little angry and only pick up the guests he wanted.

But after thinking about it, a woman in this kind of dusty place must have the capital to refuse guests who can enter here.

With a glance, An Yan pointed to a woman who was more pleasing to the eye.

But Yu Huanzhang laughed from the side: "One is not enough! You and you, let's go together. I think I'm impatient, so go directly to the guest room on the side."

An Yan: "..."

Yu Huanzhen's eyes were looking back and forth among the women, and he said in his mouth: "Brother Yan, be happy!"

An Yan felt that the process was becoming more and more familiar, so she got up and followed the three women out of the private room, walked in the corridor of the attic for a while, and entered another room.

This room is smaller than before, but the layout is still elegant and exquisite, the screen has been removed, and an extra bed has been added.

An Yan went to the bed and sat down. The three women introduced themselves, but An Yan didn't bother to remember their names.

"What do you know?"

"It depends on what you want to do, my lord?" One of the women with a gentle temperament responded softly.

"Can you wash your feet?" An Yan asked.

The woman who answered this time was stunned, and so were the other two.

"can you?"

"Your request, I will serve you wholeheartedly!" The woman who answered hastily said.

I have seen quite a few guests who come to Zifang. Some are anxious when they come in, and some like to play some tunes first. This footwashing...

Never trained!
"Play another tune and listen to it." An Yan ordered again.

"Please wait, son."

The three women looked at each other, and quickly assigned their respective tasks. One of the women left the room, and the other two sat directly on the seats where the musical instruments were placed.

"What song do you want to hear, son?"

"Just play what you are good at."

A pleasant melody soon sounded in the room, and An Yan lay on the bed somewhat comfortably, pulled the pillow aside and put it under his head, and closed his eyes to look inside.

He found that his sea of ​​qi had increased a lot. Even if he didn't take the initiative to cultivate during this period, he was still absorbing aura on his own.

It's just that there is no reference, and An Yan doesn't know whether his speed is fast or slow.

On the other side, Bixi came to the backyard.

"Footwash bucket? What do you want it for?"

"The guest of the Guizi Room asked...to wash his feet."

"What kind of eccentricity is this man?" the beautiful woman who had talked with Yu Huanzhang before murmured.

After a lot of twists and turns, Bixi finally found the foot-washing bucket, and asked the maid to help them move up to the attic.

After Bixi left, the beautiful woman told the people around her: "Go and pay Mr. Yu a full account, and let my girl serve and wash your feet. What the hell is that request?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and found a woman standing behind him at some point.

Different from their expensive clothes, this woman looks like ordinary people in the city with simple clothes, no makeup is applied on her face, she wears a waist-length skirt, a thick fir collar, and her hair is wrapped in silk, she is completely an ordinary woman people.

The only thing that didn't match this attire was her face, the plain attire couldn't hide the beauty of her face at all, her eyes were like apricots, her temperament was steady and intellectual.

The beautiful woman was taken aback when she saw this woman, and then quickly bowed down to salute with a respectful expression.

"Fangzhu! Why are you so idle today?"

The simple woman glanced at her lightly and said, "There is a distinguished guest at home, don't you know?"

"Honored guest?" The beautiful woman looked puzzled.

"Who is in the Guizi room?" the simple woman asked.

"It was brought by Yu Zongqian's son."

"The Yu family..." A gleam flashed in the simple woman's eyes.

"He's so upright, he's really not afraid of death."

(End of this chapter)