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Chapter 53, Chapter 52, The Veil (36, please subscribe!)
The flowers are blooming, and the stamens are white.

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In the middle of the night, Master Xuanyi suddenly got up from the bed, staggering a little, holding on to the pillars in the hall with one hand, breathing heavily.

"Real person?" Seeing this, An Yan couldn't help following.

Master Xuanyi caught a glimpse of his figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't come over!"

An Yan froze in place.

With a flash of brilliance, a pure white Taoist robe appeared out of nowhere on Xuanyi's body, covering her jade-white body.

"You can go." She said with her back to An Yan.

"..."

An Yan was puzzled, looking at the appearance of Master Xuanyi, could it be that because of this spring love, his cultivation base has improved again and he is about to break through?

But the real Xuanyi in front of him seemed to be more nervous and lost his composure, and he didn't see her like this when the two of them merged with each other just now.

He was hesitating whether to go forward, but then Master Xuanyi said sharply: "Go!"

An was helpless, so she had no choice but to pick up the clothes on the bed, get dressed, and left the hall.

When the palace door was closed again, Master Xuanyi suddenly slumped on the ground. She covered her chest with one hand, and a little white light lit up. A luminous bead was taken out, and the brilliance dissipated, revealing a black and white appearance.

This is the most pure and yin thing that Fuyao specially sent to her. It was originally pitch black, but now it has become so muddy...

She held on to the pillar with one hand, and her breathing fluctuated. She felt the same feeling as when she was practicing before, and the strong meaning was more rapid and irresistible than before.

The difference is that the spiritual energy in her body has not been eroded anymore, a fiery yang energy is floating around the yin pearl in her sea of ​​qi, after that, her sea of ​​qi began to skyrocket!
After An Yan walked out of the palace gate, she still couldn't help turning her head to look at the main hall.

An Ta can also feel the changes in his body, which is completely different from the double cultivation. It is not the changes in the sea of ​​energy in his body, but the body itself, as if some shackles have been removed.

He didn't feel these things carefully, he was more concerned about the situation of Master Xuanyi.

This is considered... losing Yuanyang.

An Yan let out a long breath, and walked out of the palace.

The night was getting dark, and the hustle and bustle in Luoyang City gradually stopped.

An Yan walked through the streets and alleys alone, with the evening wind blowing on him.

The night passed.

An Yan re-entered the palace, and went to the Purple Orchid Hall first.

Chao Jin and Lu Kui came back again, and they stood outside the hall.

"Master is in retreat."

"Is she going to break through?" An Yan asked.

"I don't know." Lu Kui shook her head.

After thinking about it, Zhao Jin said: "If you really want to break through, the master should not choose to be in the city."

An Yan had no choice but to leave and went to Fuluan Hall.

Tianhou summoned Wenren Yunjian and Minister of the Ministry of War today.

"The martial arts parade ceremony is ready, and it will be officially held in two days."

The so-called military parade is a military parade, and its purpose is to show the envoys of the two countries the strength of Xuantang when they are there.

In Xuantang's martial arts parade, in addition to reviewing the soldiers' army, there are also various heavy weapons such as Shenji and Xuanjia.

Tianhou sent people to invite the envoys of the two countries, and asked them to participate in the ceremony of military parade two days later.

In the afternoon, An Yan left.

When he returned, he went to the Fuluan Hall again, but found that the door of the main hall was still closed, and Master Xuanyi hadn't come out yet.

He had no choice but to leave.

And at this moment in the hall.

Xuanyi was sitting on the bed and was concentrating on circulating the spiritual energy. She had set up a magic circle in the hall. If it wasn't for this, there would have been a majestic spiritual energy gushing out here, which would have shocked the entire Luoyang.

And the expansion speed of the sea of ​​​​qi in her body far exceeded her expectations. Cultivation has always been a matter of accumulation. It took her more than 20 years to achieve such an achievement. She entered the spiritual realm twice. !
But since last night, her sea of ​​qi has more than doubled.

If it wasn't for the fact that her cultivation in the spiritual realm was not yet complete, she might have already reached the threshold of the realm of destiny.

Just wait until the time when the mortal body is really shed and transformed into a true spirit, it will be the day of breakthrough.

The speed at which the sea of ​​qi swelled made her almost forget everything, she had to control the yin and yang in her body with all her heart, and had no time to care about other things.

Another night.

When An Yan returned to the prime minister's mansion, she found that someone was following her, and the other party seemed to be doing it intentionally, sending him a signal.

Are those monks outside the customs again?
An Yan thought to herself, and stopped at the corner of the street not far from the side entrance of Xiangfu.

The man also took the initiative to show up, a figure in a gray robe and a bamboo hat.

"Your Excellency, what are you following me for?"

"I haven't seen you," said the man, a woman's voice.

An Yan sneered lightly: "There are so many people in Luoyang, do you know everyone?"

"No." The gray-robed woman said.

"I mean, among the monks in Luoyang, I have never seen you."

An Yan frowned, as if all monks could recognize him, did he do something wrong?

"Don't worry, I made the spirit-concealing jade on your body, and I will know your identity only when I have a sense." The gray-robed woman said again.

An Yan's heart moved when he heard the words, the purple jade pendant on his body was given to him by Master Xuanyi.

Does this person have anything to do with Master Xuanyi?

"What is your relationship with Master Xuanyi?"

"It shouldn't be your business." An Yan frowned.

The man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a beautiful face with a calm and introverted demeanor.

"My name is Fuyao, and I come from the Xuanzhen Sect's sect." She reported herself.

Xuanzhen teaches Zhenzong...

An Yan looked at the other party carefully, and couldn't help asking: "Are you the Taoist mother of Xuanzhen?"

"That's my master."

"...My lord, Anyan, the jade you mentioned was indeed a gift from Master Xuanyi."

"Now it's time for monks outside the pass to pay tribute, how dare you stay in the city?" Fuyao said.

"Aren't you here too?"

Fuyao smiled lightly: "I don't know what is the relationship between Daoist An and my senior sister?"

Her senior sister should refer to Master Xuanyi.

An Yan pondered for a while: "It doesn't matter, it's just an acquaintance, and occasionally cooperates."

He can't tell what kind of relationship it is. Master and apprentice, friends, are not counted, and lovers and Taoist companions are even more impossible.

"Fellow Daoist An came out of the palace, have you ever met my senior sister?"

"She's in retreat."

Fuyao nodded lightly: "Thank you."

After saying that, her figure disappeared into the street.

An Yan looked at the place where she disappeared and thought, this Xuanzhen Sect may be a sect with a lot of heritage.

that night.

An Yan was about to fall asleep, when she suddenly noticed someone coming from the courtyard, she immediately sat up on the bed.

The door opened silently, and it was Xuanyi Daoist. She was wearing a pure white Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in her hand, a semi-transparent veil was still hanging on her face, and her blue hair was tied by a hairpin. She had a solemn and holy demeanor.

An Yan couldn't help being a little dazed, thinking of the scene when he was with her last night, he thought it was a dream for a moment.

He said with a smile: "The Daoist has left the customs, presumably his cultivation has improved again."

"Hmm." Master Xuanyi replied coldly.

An Yan looked at her without moving her eyes, and suddenly couldn't help but said: "The real person is so beautiful, why do you have to cover your face with a veil?"

What surprised him was that Master Xuanyi stood there silent for a while, and then reached out and took off his face, revealing that delicate and bright face.

This appearance has been circling in An Yan's mind all day, and he couldn't help rolling down his throat.

"Real..."

(End of this chapter)