Cen Han didn't want to do anything to An Yan at first. If he was an ordinary person, he could just knock him out and leave secretly.
But what I never expected was that this man turned out to be a monk!
The spiritual energy fluctuations in the body are obviously not weak, but the actual combat ability is pitifully weak. This sea of energy seems to be in vain.
When did Luoyang have such a person?
She was also curious in her heart. She knew all the monks in the divine capital, but this person had no spiritual energy fluctuations when she was far away. He was clearly carrying a spiritual jade.
Are you new to the city of God?
I don't know if I should say it was stupid to come in at this time.
"Can you tell me who you are now?" Cen Han asked.
An Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he said calmly: "You came here to stay for the night, and you didn't even know who the owner is?"
Cen Han grinned and said: "There are countless houses like this in Luoyang. They are all the property of dignitaries. They can't live there. I just picked a room at random. Do I have to ask who the owner is?"
An Yan sneered: "You are quite confident."
The girl looked directly at him: "What's your name?"
The person in front of him did not speak, but suddenly placed a thumb-sized mini glass bottle on the table, and the cork was removed.
Cen Han felt strange, and thought in his heart, since this person has a spiritual jade on his body, he is also protected by wild fire.
Could it be that my godmother has taken a liking to this handsome guy...
In the dark night, she looked carefully at the outline of An Yan's face. It was delicate and delicate, but extremely beautiful.
She felt that her heart was beating a little too fast for no reason, and she couldn't move her eyes away from the other person's face, and she even wanted to get closer.
She couldn't help but secretly clenched her hands, wondering why she suddenly had such thoughts.
This weak guy is just good-looking...it's just...
"Who are you?" An Yan asked her.
Hearing An Yan's voice, the girl's heart trembled, thinking to herself, did he see that she was lying?
It seems that I shouldn't lie to her, but my father has warned me that I can't reveal my true identity to anyone outside...
The girl's throat rolled. She looked into An Yan's eyes and said for a long time, "My real name is not Cen Han..."
"My name is Shi Lengcen."
Master Lengcen, what’s your surname?
An Yan looked at her arm and was slightly startled.
The girl's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the skin on her body began to become flushed, as if it had been steamed.
Her breath quickly became weak again, her eyes were blurred, and then she collapsed directly on the bed and passed out.
Upon seeing this, An Yan put away the glass vial again, walked to the bed, and groped around the other person's body, and found that her entire right arm was made of metal, connecting to her shoulder.
In addition to being surprising at first glance, the workmanship of this arm is extremely fine. It does not make people feel ugly and scary. The various exquisite mechanical parts on it have a strange beauty.
This mechanical arm cannot be driven out of thin air. The girl also wears a metal corset-like mechanical armor on her waist, abdomen and back, which is usually hidden under clothes and cannot be seen at all.
This mechanical armor has a more complex metal structure built into it, which is dazzling. The outermost part is covered by a layer of double-layer glass, and there is still most of the red liquid in the glass interlayer.
This may be fire phosphorus water...
An Yan guessed in his mind.
This is the first time he has seen such a device, which can make a human who is not a monk stronger than a monk!
It seems that when Xuantang conquered the mainland, it did not all rely on large machines like the Brass Dragon.
He thought about Yu Nian again. Her movements were so fast that she was not like a mortal. She might be wearing something like this.
Master Xuanyi once warned him that no matter how high his cultivation level was, he would still be unable to defeat the black phosphorus sword in Yu Nian's hand! It wasn't all about intimidating him, there was another reason.
Xuantang was still more powerful than An Yan thought. He had never seen the device on Shi Lengcen's body in the books of Wentang Pavilion. There might be more things that he didn't know about.
The monks in Luoyang all hid themselves and did not dare to show their faces. Even with their Qi realm, they were no match for Xuanjia Wei.
An Yan let out a long sigh of relief after standing up, her mood was a little complicated for a while.
He walked out of the room, called a maid and said, "Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and tell me I will rest here tonight."
"yes."
The deep night is like water.
It was already late at night when Shi Lengcen woke up. She looked around in a panic at first, but quickly became quiet after seeing An Yan.
The clothes on my body seemed to have been touched...
"what did you do to me?"
An Yan asked back: "What do you think I will do to you?"
Shi Lengcen pursed her lips and said nothing. She calmed herself down. Although the clothes on her body had been touched, nothing really happened.
"I don't know yet, what's your name..." she asked slowly.
"An Yan."
When Shi Lengcen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he started to think: "An Yan... you are the one who wants to marry that talented girl Wenren Jinping, right?"
"Um."
He is getting married...
Shi Lengcen suddenly felt a little sad, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable at the moment.
An Yan also started to ask her at this time: "Are you related to Shi Qian?"
"That's my ancestor."
"So, since you are a descendant of Qian Shenggong, you are also of noble birth?"
Shi Lengcen shook his head slowly and looked at An Yan for a while, thinking of his father's instructions, but there was another impulse in his heart.
After some struggle and hesitation, she answered her question truthfully: "It's not my branch that is noble, but Shiqin's branch. My father and I have been expelled from the family tree a long time ago."
"Who is your father?"
"His name is Shi Ling, and he is the fire commander of the wildfire machine factory."
"Fire Commander?"
"It's commonly known as the big boss."
"So, you know Nie Nanyan."
"I call her godmother."
"What level of monk is Nie Nanyan?"
"I don't know, my godmother never said that."
An Yan thought of the mysterious woman with simple clothes but beautiful appearance that he met in Zifang that day. Her cultivation strength must be far above his own, and she might be on the same level as Zhenren Xuanyi.
My actual combat strength is too weak, and some of the fighting skills from my previous life are somewhat useless now that my physical fitness has evolved beyond normal.
The so-called trump card is only useful to women. If the person you meet tonight is a man, why don't you let him slaughter you?
After pondering for a long time, he asked Shi Lengcen about the wildfire machine factory. He was very interested in this, and Shi Lengcen told him everything without any concealment.
The Wild Fire Machine Factory was founded by his father Shi Ling. It was an underground organization with few core members but peripheral forces spread across Kyushu.
Most of the monks in Xuantang had benefited from it. Before the emergence of the wildfire machine factory, there were no monks in the major cities in Kyushu. As long as the monks dared to show up, they would be discovered by soldiers and hunted to death.
An Yan also understood that this Shi Ling was definitely a legendary figure. Only one person had changed the pattern of Xuantang's cultivation world.
The monks who have been trained in the Wild Fire Machine Factory will also give back to Wild Fire in all aspects. With the help of the monks, Wild Fire can gain a foothold in Xuantang in such a short period of time.
The Wild Fire Machine Factory, as its name suggests, is also a force that specializes in mechanics. However, the magic machine and the mysterious armor are state secrets. Ordinary people who want to know about it can only have the opportunity to pass through the strict screening of Tiangongyuan. Become its student.
The most important thing is that the art of mechanics requires fire phosphorus! Fire phosphorus is tightly controlled by the imperial court, and anyone who dares to sell it privately will be punished by the Nine Tribes!
From his teacher Leng Cen, An Yan heard an extremely surprising news: the wildfire machine factory has an entire fire phosphate mine!
An Yan frowned and pondered, this wildfire machine factory has such a huge energy, is it possible that the imperial court is completely unaware of it?
"What is the mechanical armor you are wearing?" An Yan asked again.
Shi Lengcen paused for a moment and looked down at his waist and abdomen.
"The Qianji Bone is just an imitation."
An Yan was confused: "What do you mean?"
Shi Lengcen showed an embarrassed expression at this time: "I copied this by myself. I stole my father's design, but I was too anxious at the time and didn't steal it completely..."
An Yan thought about Yu Nian again, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Does the Xuanjia Guard have similar equipment? Is your Thousand Machine Bone a copy of theirs?"
Master Lengcen shook his head: "What they wear is the Mysterious Bones, which are used to drive the cold phosphorus armor and black phosphorus sword. The cold scale armor and black phosphorus equipment weigh more than two hundred kilograms. Without the Mysterious Bones, ordinary people would not be able to hold it." .”
"My Thousand Machine Bones are specially made to improve human body functions. The imitation Thousand Machine Spirit Bones are powered by second-class fire phosphorus."
An Yan pondered: "What is the Qianji Spiritual Bone?"
"There is only one Qianji Spiritual Bone in the world, but it was destroyed in a fire. Dad never did it again."
"The Thousand Machine Bones and the military Xuanji Bones that I copied are for ordinary people to wear. The Thousand Machine Spirit Bones were specially made by my father for a monk."
An Yan was stunned for a moment.
Armor specially worn by monks...
At this time, Shi Lengcen thought carefully and continued: "I still remember that monk, it seems his name is... Yu Wan!"
