kill the immortal

Chapter 92 6, Desire for Immortal Road!
An Yan still wanted to resist, but the next moment she realized that her body could no longer move.

The white-haired old man walked around him a few times, and kept tsk-tsk, as if he had discovered some delicious food: "What a young body, a person like you is a casual cultivator, at first I really didn't know Come to think of it, where did you get your Qi Containing Technique?"

An Yan responded with his spiritual thoughts: "I'm from Luoyang."

"Luo Yang?" The old man sneered.

"Are you kidding? Before the ban was lifted, which cultivator dared to approach the capital of God. Even if the ban is lifted, there are only 24 people in Luoyang now. Do you want to tell me that you are a major cultivator?"

He pinched An Yan's chin and admired it carefully, his eyes kept flashing.

"You have a really nice body. It really makes my heart beat. If I take you away, it seems like a good choice."

He put one hand on An Yan's shoulder, and An Yan suddenly felt an uncomfortable breath from his hand, swimming all over his body.

The old man really looked like this: "It's really a casual cultivator, and what it's running is just a kung fu method that absorbs spiritual energy and refines yin and yang. Could it be that you comprehended it yourself?"

As he spoke, he was also taken aback for a while, but soon there was an unspeakable excitement in his eyes: "If this is the case, with your fundamental aptitude, it is possible for me to enter the realm of fate in the future! I have been cultivating for 70 years It is also difficult to break through the spiritual realm, maybe everything will be different in the future, the sky has really treated me kindly and sent you to me!"

An Yan saw that he seemed to have made up his mind, and his heart sank to the bottom. Immediately, he shouted quickly with his spiritual thoughts: "My uncle is Yu Jingtang, the current prime minister. If you dare to touch me, he will not let you go!"

But the old man laughed loudly: "Since this is the case, then you will have no way to survive. Do you expect me to let you go back and then take revenge on me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a light visible to the naked eye suddenly lit up on his body, his white hair fluttered, and a pale phantom rushed out of him, floating in mid-air, his appearance was exactly the same as that of the old man.

An Yan felt that the spiritual energy around him was mobilized by the other party, but he didn't care about it. He was so anxious at the moment, he quickly shouted with his spiritual sense: "Wait a minute, I have a secret to tell you!"

The phantom laughed incomparably happily: "You first-level casual cultivator, what secrets can you have? I swallowed you, and everything about you is mine! Sad, sad! Beg for mercy, beg for mercy! You My death will forge my new life!"

The pale phantom swelled suddenly, and its momentum became even more terrifying. The next moment, it swooped down towards An Yan's body, without a single sound pouring into it.

An Yan also only felt his consciousness dim.The whole person seems to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

There was no light around, but fortunately he could still feel the existence of his own body, the flow of qi in his body became faster and faster, and his whole body was hotter than ever before.

He heard the old man scream.

"no no!"

"It's Xuanzhen's method, you bastard lied to me! You are not a casual cultivator at all!"

An Yan's body suddenly shone with light, and the white phantom that flew into his body just now rushed out again, returning to his old body.

After the phantom returned, the white-haired old man also moved, but his face showed a look of extreme pain, with one hand covering his chest, and the aura surrounding him became disordered and chaotic.

"Damn it, how dare you cheat on me!"

An Yan didn't know what happened, but felt that his body was extremely hot, and the spiritual energy in his body was circulating on its own, and more and more, it didn't know where it came from, as if some kind of gap had been opened. interest.

Looking back at the old man, the phantom did not improve at all after returning to the main body. Spiritual currents continued to overflow from his body, turning into luminous particles in the outside world, like raindrops flickering under the lights, and several golden rays of light shot out from between his eyes, mouth and nose , There are also cracked lines on the skin.

"Bastards! You bastards! Xuanzhen! Xuanzhen——"

The old man roared in pain, the light emitted from his body became more and more intense, and gradually changed from golden to white.

boom--

An Yan's eyes lit up, and after a brief moment of blindness, he discovered that the old man's body had disintegrated into light particles that filled the sky, without flesh and blood, and slowly dissipated.

There was only a set of clothes left on the ground, which was worn by the old man just now, and two beads slowly rose from the clothes, one was golden and white, the other was purple and black.

The golden and white light ball was the size of a watermelon, but the purple and black light ball was only the size of a fist. The two light balls of different colors only suspended in midair for a moment, and then collapsed into countless glowing particles.

However, these particles did not dissipate immediately, and many of them fell into the unconscious people on the ground, including Wenren Jinping, Wenren Jingheng, and Yu Huanting.

Seeing this scene, An Yan thought, could this be the soul that was taken away?
But not everyone has this light particle falling on them. Only a few people close to the climbing stairs have it, but none of them are in the crowded area. Maybe they have been completely refined.

After a while, An Yan felt that his body could move. He felt a huge sense of joy in his heart and felt a little dazed.

He quickly came to Wenren Jinping and the others, checked, and found that their breath was normal, so he was relieved, and he also sat down on the ground.

This is the rest of his life, but he didn't have any room to resist just now. If it wasn't for his special body, he would have been taken away by this old guy.

By then, everything about him now will be his, and Jinping will call him her husband...

An Yan shook his head, dispelling the uncomfortable thought.

I was undoubtedly a monk. From what the old man said just now, I seem to be involved with a religious sect called Xuanzhen, and maybe he is a disciple there.

Before he crossed over, everything in Yuan's body didn't seem to be completely discarded if he wanted to.

In the near future, countless monks will enter Xuantang, and monks may be seen everywhere at that time. Will Xuantang be safe at that time?
In a world where this kind of extraordinary power exists, strength is the capital of living and speaking!

Since he is already a monk, why bother to let down the hard work of the original body.

I have to find a way to become stronger...

Looking at the clothes left by the old man, his mind moved, he went forward, squatted down and groped for it.

There is only one piece of irregularly shaped jade, which feels very warm in the hand, and there are other things besides it.

An Yan picked up the clothes and walked to the edge of the cliff, threw them down forcefully, then returned to Wenren Jinping's side, and helped several people lie down on the boulder one by one.

About two moments later, Wenren Jinping woke up first, looking around confusedly as if he had just woken up.

"Husband?"

"Jinping!" An Yan stretched out his hand to support her and said with concern.

"How are you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

An Yan couldn't answer easily, so she asked again: "How do you feel, are you still dizzy?"

Wenren Jinping shook his head lightly: "I seem to have fallen asleep..."

Gradually, many people around woke up and stood up one after another with dazed faces.

The sound changed from silence to noisy, and suddenly someone shouted: "It's an immortal! It must have been an immortal just now!"

People on the top of the mountain woke up.

Yeah, otherwise why would they all pass out? !

What a fairy!

The crowd fell to their knees in an uproar, and countless people prostrated themselves on the ground. Some chanted and prayed for blessings from the immortals, while others just kowtowed.

Some people were skeptical, but seeing so many people kneeling down, they also knelt on the ground, not knowing where to go, but kowtowed to the cloudy sky in the distance.

Han Mingke also said eagerly: "Quick! Let's go over and worship the stele!"

Yu Huanting said at this time: "Brother Yan seems to be the first to wake up, and he didn't feel tired all the way up."

An Yan smiled slightly and said, "I'm a little proficient in fists and feet, maybe I'm physically stronger."

Yu Huanting nodded slightly.

Yu Huanqi smiled and said, "We are really lucky to have met a fairy! Now I don't feel dizzy anymore."

An Yan was speechless about this, he glanced at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and suddenly thought in his heart, if he is a cultivator, he should be able to fly into the sky, escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea!

Feel free and happy in this world!
Several people followed the crowd to the stele, and An Yan followed the crowd to pay respects.

"Kyushu Linggen, Taihua Xianyue!"

Looking at the words on the stone tablet, An Yan touched the piece of warm jade on her chest, only to find it hard to calm down.

Fairy!
He also wants to become a fairy!
(End of this chapter)