The two qi of heaven and earth are yin and yang.
Yin Qi dominates the soul, spirit, and form, creating form out of nothing.
Yang Qi dominates the flesh, Qi, and life, and gives life to the form.
Yin and yang never exist independently. Even the most yin and yang need the other side of the opposite. When a monk truly achieves the ultimate balance between the yin and yang in his body, he can exist forever in the world.
But there are exceptions. The Xuantang royal family and the Shi clan are born with a balance of yin and yang in their bodies, but they are unable to absorb the spiritual energy of the world, and their life span is still only a short hundred years.
In this world, most men have a strong yang and a weak yin, while women have a strong yin and a weak yang. Therefore, most male cultivators are yin cultivators, while female cultivators are all yang cultivators. Of course, there are a few counterexamples. Male cultivators have a strong yin and a weak yang. When yin is weak and yang is weak, it is also commonly known as yin qi is strong. Female cultivators have strong yang and weak yin, which means yang qi is strong.
Those who are extremely yang can influence those around them who are weak in yang, and those who are extremely yin can influence those who are weak in yin around them.
Those with extreme yang are yin cultivators, and those with weak yang are yang cultivators.
If the Yang cultivator is not strong enough and his thoughts and minds are not firm enough, he will be affected by the extremely Yang person and the Yin energy in his body will be affected, which will then affect his mind.
On the contrary, extremely yin people can also affect the yang energy in weak yin people, causing their qi and blood to be disordered and their vitality to be dull.
An Yan could suddenly understand why Shi Lengcen was obsessed with him, but he didn't know if Wenren Jinping was also affected.
The two qi of yin and yang in his body reversed and became an extremely yin body. He found that the horniness, sweat, and even breathing on his body were heavier. Anything coming out of his body would make some of the male servants around him look pale, as if they were pregnant. What a nasty disease.
This situation made Anyan pay attention when he came into contact with the male servants in the house, so as not to accidentally hurt these people.
He now seemed to have a sickly aura that put a debuff on the men around him.
But in this situation, once you enter the spiritual realm, you will be able to control it freely.
He thought that when he had a body of extreme yang before, it didn't seem to have any impact on Wenren Jinping and the others. It should be because of the cyan ring, but it was still bound to the yang jade and would not affect him. This extremely yin body.
For a few days, Anyan stayed at home and studied the changes in her body.
Fortunately, he can continue to use all the techniques he originally mastered. However, it is a pity that Chen Mobing, as a core disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, is a sword cultivator, but An Yan cannot immediately learn the skills of sword control from him. Law.
An Yan has seen Wu Yunxian's Qingyang Sword Art, and the Xuantian Sword Sect is completely different from it, or it can be said that the Xuantian Sword Sect is different from all the sword sects in the world.
His disciples need to cultivate a sword embryo in the sea of Qi in their body when they enter the Qi Realm. After entering the Spirit Realm, they must separate a part of their soul to form a sword spirit, so as to achieve the unity of man and sword. the point.
This scene requires a lot of effort, but the rewards are also huge. The comprehensive fighting strength of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples can be ranked among the top three among the nine sects of Xian Qin. They are very good at attacking methods, and it is difficult for others in the same realm to surpass them. right.
Even if An Yan starts cultivating his sword fetus now, it will take a long time to see the results. This has nothing to do with talent. Although his training speed is fast, it cannot affect this speed.
That night, after coaxing the person next to her to sleep, An Yan got up and went to the side courtyard to concentrate on practicing. Suddenly he felt a discomfort, as if something wanted to break out of his body.
Suddenly, a luminous ball flew out of his body. The ball of light was not big, but there seemed to be a shadow flickering in it.
An Yan couldn't help but be startled when he saw this, because this thing was part of Xue Yan's soul. He used the soul-stealing method to hold this in his hand as a life gate.
The luminous sphere hovered in the air for a moment, then suddenly flew in one direction.
An Yan was startled and quickly flew to catch up.
The ball of light escaped from the house at an extremely fast speed, dragging out a trail of light in the night. Fortunately, it was curfew time and no one saw it on the street.
But it didn't dare to fly high into the sky. Instead, it ran between the streets and alleys. It looked like a fly covering its head, but it seemed to have a destination.
An Yan followed closely behind and tried to use spiritual energy to restrain it, but the thing was so fast that it would get lost. An Yan had to try his best to chase it, and at the same time, he was vigilant for any traces of Xuan Jiawei in the surrounding streets.
After traveling through half of Chang'an City, the ball of light finally flew into an attic.
An Yan stopped suddenly. He had been to this place before.
Shuiyue Xiaozhu, the residence of Xueyan.
For a moment, An Yan's mood changed rapidly, with a look of deep thought on his face. Why did the remaining soul of Xue Yan fly here on its own? Could it be that Xue Yan found a way to break the control of the Ming Gate?
Never heard of this!
He tried to use his spiritual sense to explore the situation inside. There was no light on in the attic, and there was only one person there.
It was Xue Yan. She was holding the luminous sphere that flew all the way in her hand. That thing was her separated spirit. But what An Yan didn't expect was that she clenched her palms tightly, and the sphere of light instantly hit her. It collapsed in the palm of my hand!
squeak--
At this time, the window in the attic opened, and a figure stood in the room. The original red veil had been taken off, and there was no longer any charm on the bright and beautiful face. Instead, it was a little cold and cold, wearing a dazzling dress. The red dress can make people feel a bit heroic from her.
This aura is a bit like Yu Nian's, but not as aggressive as hers, but more indifferent.
She is not Xueyan!
An Yan's heart was shaken.
Chen Mobing's memory was opened, and a figure appeared in An Yan's mind.
This man was very deep in Chen Mobing's memory. Although his appearance was different, An Yan was sure that the aura contained in Xue Yan's body was exactly that soul!
She was taken away.
Chen Mobing is already a core disciple with outstanding qualifications in Xuantian Sword Sect, a leader among the younger generation, with a transcendent status.
But there is one person whose talent, strength, and character far exceed him. He is regarded by the Xuantian Sword Sect as the most promising young talent to become a demigod in the next thousand years.
Chen Qingyan, his biological sister.
The two have fought against each other countless times, but Chen Mobing was defeated by each other without exception every time.
At first, the siblings were always mentioned as twins, but slowly, Chen Qingyan became the face of the younger generation of Xuantian Sword Sect.
Chen Mobing has always been jealous of this.
This is what An Yan saw from his memory.
The man in the attic was also looking at him, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, as if he recognized him.
But then, the window above the attic was closed again, and the figure was no longer visible.
An Yan tried to use his senses to explore, but he hit a spiritual energy barrier and was blocked.
The surroundings were quiet, and An Yan resisted the urge to go up and take a closer look.
If the opponent is really Chen Qingyan, his strength is terrifying, and even if he wears a mysterious bone, he may not have a chance of winning.
He doesn't have to see her, it won't do him any good, so it's better to have less contact with the Xuantian Sword Sect if it's not necessary.
Moreover, as Li Zizhen’s disciple, Xue Yan didn’t know if he would be noticed by Li Zizhen.
An Yan thought about it and decided that it would be better to draw a clear line from this matter so as not to get angry.
It's just a pity for Xue Yan, she was originally a very handy tool for An Yan.
After standing quietly under the attic for a moment, An Yan chose to leave.
The night wind was a bit cold, and An Yan quickly disappeared through the streets of Chang'an.
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The next day.
Yin Xi came to the door again.
This man still looked kind and gentle, dressed in white, with a tall and straight figure and an extraordinary bearing.
"Brother An." With a warm and appropriate smile on his face, he greeted An Yan with his hands crossed, and even the title became much more cordial.
An Yan couldn't help but sneer in her heart when she saw him. Such a gesture could easily make people paralyzed.
"I wonder why brother Yin Dao came to visit?"
"In the near future, there will be a forum on Taoism in Chang'an. I hope that Brother An will be able to participate in it." Yin Xi said in an elegant and easy-going manner.
"Taoism meeting?"
"The participants are all young heroes from Kyushu. In addition to the monks, there are also several nobles with extraordinary status in the world such as Brother An."
An Yan was about to refuse, but after hearing what he said, he asked, "Who did Dao Brother Yin invite?"
Yin Xi chuckled and said: "This is not what I advocated, but I was entrusted to invite more outstanding people like Brother An on behalf of the host."
After hearing this, An Yan couldn't help but wonder in her heart that the Xuantian Sword Sect had gotten in touch with the powerful people of Chang'an so quickly.
No... maybe they don't need to take the initiative.
Now that these monks are here, the powerful might be flocking to them.
To live forever and become an immortal is a rare and great opportunity! It has a fatal attraction for those with noble status.
The monks who were originally in Sichuan and in the wild were all going to join the world.
However, An Yan was still not interested in saying more about it. He thought about the words and was about to speak when he heard Yin Xi continue to say: "The initiator of this discussion meeting is His Royal Highness Prince Su. The invitees include nobles from the royal family and others. From a powerful family, Brother An’s wife and brother and two brothers from the Yu family are also on the invitation list.”
"...when and where?"
"Two days later, Linjiang Feihuawu."
Yu Huanting, Yu Huanqi and Wenren Jingheng are usually at White Deer Academy. Although Yu Huanting and Yu Huanqi have always been dissatisfied with Prince Su's behavior, they have called so many monks this time, so they will inevitably be tempted to go.
Even after going there, I couldn't figure out whether it was in Chang'an City or a gathering initiated by the royal family.
An Yan said to Yin Xi, "I hope Brother Yin won't publicize my status as a monk. An doesn't like publicity. He just wants to be a mortal."
Yin Xi immediately smiled and said: "I understand, please rest assured, Brother An."
An Yan told Wenren Jinping about Prince Su's gathering. Wenren Jinping suddenly showed an unhappy look on his face: "Jing Heng, if you don't study hard to make friends with Prince Su, what kind of reputation does Li Chongrui have?" have no idea?"
"After all, we can meet those immortal monks. Huan Ting can't bear his temper, let alone Jing Heng. Don't worry, I will go over and keep an eye on him."
Wenren Jinping looked worried again: "I heard that Li Chongrui has a perverse nature, and something happened to Sister Rong Xi before. Anlang, please don't conflict with him."
"If he doesn't mess with me, I won't do anything evil with him."
Two days later.
An Yan took a carriage to Feihuawu by the river. The scenery here was meandering. It was not even early spring, and there were all kinds of strange flowers in the courtyard, which were really gorgeous.
It's definitely a good place to have fun here on weekdays.
An Yan suddenly thought in her heart, she didn't know what was going on inside the beauty's room. Prince Su Prince Li Chongrui was able to enjoy himself unscrupulously, which was actually the envy of many people.
"Brother Yan!"
An Yan was standing in the yard admiring the flowers for a while when he suddenly heard a surprised cry. He turned around and saw Yu Huanting, Yu Huanqi and Wenren Jingheng, with a strange man standing beside him.
Several people came over immediately, Yu Huanqi said with a smile: "Brother Yan, why are you here?"
An Yan chuckled and said, "Of course someone invited me here, Huanting and Huanqi. Spring is coming, so you two have the leisure to come here to have fun."
Yu Huanting said: "I'm only out for one day, so it won't be a problem."
Yu Huanqi also smiled and said: "It's hard to find an immortal, but ordinary people like us will inevitably feel itchy."
Wenren Jing Heng didn't say much and only greeted An Yan.
"This is Ke Shiyuan, his father is Mr. Ke Wanxian, the Minister of Household Affairs, and I am a classmate." Yu Huanqi introduced the people around him.
"This is the brother in the family that I often mention, An Yan."
An Yan and Ke Shiyuan exchanged polite greetings to show that they knew each other. He looked at Wenren Jingheng and said with a smile, "Your sister asked me to come over and watch you, so that you don't do anything extraordinary."
Wenren Jingheng was very surprised when he heard this, thinking how his sister knew he would come here.
Several people walked towards the attic together, chatting along the way.
"It seems that a lot of people came today, and they all want to see the immortal with their own eyes."
"I don't know what this immortal looks like."
"Looks like an ordinary person," An Yan said casually.
"Brother Yan, have you ever seen an immortal?" Ke Shiyuan asked curiously.
An Yan thought about it and said, "I was lucky enough to meet him once when I was in Luoyang."
Yu Huanqi sighed: "When I returned home during the Chinese New Year, several of us went to Shangshi Mountain to pay homage. Unfortunately, we didn't have the opportunity to see the immortal's honor."
An Yan wanted to tell them, in fact, the immortals you call are no different from ordinary people, with seven emotions and six desires, the same greed for life and fear of death, but they only have some extraordinary power.
This power is not even as good as Xuantang's soldiers and Xuantang guards who master mechanical skills.
Several people walked into the attic together while chatting, went up to the second floor pavilion, and found that there were already many people here.
An Yan didn't see Yin Xi, and there was no aura of a monk present.
As soon as I walked in, I heard a strange voice.
"Hey, Yu Huanting, I didn't expect that you would come to my place so much."
An Yan looked over after hearing the sound, and saw a handsome, yet somewhat feminine man sitting on the main seat, wearing fine clothes and being served by two beautiful maids on the left and right.
This person is Li Chongrui, the eldest son of Prince Su.
Yu Huanting's expression remained unchanged: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you, how could I not come?"
Li Chongrui wanted to say something when he heard the sound, but was interrupted by another clear female voice.
"Li Chongrui, Yu Huanting is here to give you face. Why are you so ignorant and so arrogant in your words here?"
At this time, two beautiful figures walked out from behind the screen, and An Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
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