Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"No no."

An Le praised: "It's just that the speed of your cultivation is a little beyond my expectations. This is very good. I will teach you a few foundation-building exercises in a while."

Hearing Anle's praise, Zhongxu's face turned red, he lowered his head even deeper, and said timidly: "It's all because of Master An's good teaching."

The other boys and girls also looked at her with envy, only Ling Xiaoyao had a gloomy look in his eyes. In fact, he was only one step away from building a foundation, but it was still a step away.

What's more, Ling Xiaoyao came into contact with the practice method earlier than Zhong Xu.

This means that Zhongxu’s talent is indeed much better than his!

Ling Xiaoyao doesn't usually say it, but he actually has a kind of arrogance and ruthlessness in his heart, which comes from his not-so-good experiences when he was young.

Looking at Zhongxu being praised by Anle, Ling Xiaoyao felt a little jealous: "It was obviously me who did it first..."

Noticing Ling Xiaoyao's gaze, Anle turned around and encouraged him, "Xiaoyao, you're almost reaching a breakthrough, right? Your talent is no worse than Zhongxu's. Keep working hard!"

Anle could actually guess some of Ling Xiaoyao's thoughts, but she did not become prejudiced against him.

After all, no one is perfect.

Not to mention, Ling Xiaoyao is still a boy younger than him, and his nature is not bad. As long as he is trained well, he will definitely not go astray.

Then, Anle carefully answered some of the students' questions about cultivation and algorithmic techniques.

Although the qualifications of the others chosen by Anle were not as outstanding as Zhongxu and Ling Xiaoyao, they were also extremely rare talents. Most of them had already cultivated to the late stage of Qi training during this period, and their progress was quite fast.

Suddenly, an exciting voice came from the side.

"Friend An, you're here!"

Anle looked back and saw the shirtless Tiexuan looking at him happily: "Do you have any new Zhenyang Yuan Fluid this time? Bring it up quickly!"

The so-called Zhenyang Yuanye is what Anle calls that silver-gray liquid.

Anle asked Yangyang to absorb the Zhenyang Yuan Liquid that flowed out of the meteorite every day, but did not let it absorb all of it. Instead, it was stored for use in the manufacture of new Zhenyang Stone.

Doing so is also a helpless move. Once the Zhenyang Yuan Liquid is separated from the mother body, it will quickly lose its activity and become worthless waste.

Apart from the prismatic meteorite, the only thing that can maintain its activity is Yangyang, so Anle can only use this crude method to move it bit by bit.

Fortunately, after these days of hard work, Tiexuan and a group of weapon refiners finally achieved a breakthrough.

Tie Xuan said excitedly: "The first batch of Zhenyang Stone will be refined soon!"

Anle also looked excited and soon left with him.

After the two left, these young students chatted freely. Someone suddenly had an idea and suggested giving a name to their future self in advance.

Everyone was talking at once and the discussion was very lively.

Suddenly, Ling Xiaoyao said: "My words... are called Daoyi. I am Dao, and I am also Yi!"

His expression was flamboyant and domineering, with a strong sense of self-confidence that made others admire him.

Zhong Xu who was standing next to him was not as high-spirited as Ling Xiaoyao. He just kept his head down, smiling shyly and restrainedly, and muttered to himself in his heart.

"There is a word 'Xu' in both Master An's name and my name. I may not be as great as Master An, but at least I want to follow in his footsteps, stand higher and see further."

"In that case, let's name it... Taixu."

Tai means high or extreme.

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This is a poor draft of a chapter. It’s not finished yet. I don’t know if I can update it tomorrow. It hurts, it hurts so much!

But I still wish you all a Merry Christmas.

Chapter 310 There are bad people among the monks

Tai College.

Zhenyang Stone Research Institute.

This research institute is located in a big mountain behind the Imperial College, or to be more precise, in the mountain.

In order to ensure the safety and secrecy of this project, Anle specifically requested to carve out a space inside the mountain for the manufacture of Zhenyang Stone. Of course, this special name was also chosen by him personally.

Passing through the narrow and dark passage, the space in front of me is very bright. The prototypes of many Zhenyang Stones continue to emit a bright glow, illuminating the figures of the monks who are busy studying around them.

Most of them had sunken eyes, pale faces, and tired expressions, and it was obvious that they had been working for a long time.

After Anle demonstrated to the King of Zhou the function of Zhenyang Stone in resisting darkness, its research and manufacturing received great support. Various materials and talents were continuously invested in the research institute, which enabled the technological breakthrough to be achieved in such a short time.

Compared to these monks who were busy all day long, Anle only did some small work.

"Senior Brother Tie! Master An!"

Soon, people noticed the arrival of Anle and the other person, and cast surprised glances at them.

A monk stepped forward quickly and said excitedly: "Master An, we are only one step away from completing the first batch of Zhenyang Stone."

Anle nodded gently: "I know."

He opened his hands, and Yangyang flew out like a butterfly, then quickly turned into silver-gray pipes, connecting with the semi-finished products.

This last step is the baptism of Zhenyang Yuanye.

As the sticky essence liquid was injected into the numerous semi-finished products, everyone's expressions became nervous and excited. The success or failure of this step would determine whether their efforts during this period had been in vain.

But at this moment, an inconspicuous monk in the crowd suddenly stood up, his magic power surged like a tide, and the shadows of six heavenly palaces and three holy gates emerged one after another, majestic and magnificent, with colorful light bands floating out, sacred and inviolable.

As these scenes appeared, the surrounding air was squeezed into an extremely sticky state, like a muddy swamp, and many monks found it difficult just to breathe.

"not good!"

Someone shouted sternly: "His target is Master An!"

As soon as the voice came out, the monk from the Holy Gate rushed behind Anle with a ferocious smile and stabbed him with a colorful blade in his hand.

"Death!"

Ding--

The blade made of colorful light paused in mid-air, and in front of the blade was a slender finger.

Anle looked at the assassin calmly, and lightly tapped his fingertips. The sharp blade shattered instantly and turned into broken points of light. At the same time, invisible magic power controlled the opponent like a chain.

He pointed his finger again.

A blood hole appeared between the assassin's eyebrows. The surrounding phantoms of the Heavenly Palace and the Holy Gate immediately began to crumble, cracks kept appearing, and they collapsed in an instant.

No matter whether it is the Heavenly Palace or the Holy Gate, they are closely related to the cultivator's soul. Once the soul is destroyed, no matter how powerful the divine treasure is, it will be of no use.

The assassin's eyes widened, and his heart was full of disbelief. He was a monk of the Three Sacred Gates, but in front of An Le who only opened one of the Sacred Gates, he didn't even have the strength to fight back?

After killing this man, Anle remained calm and pointed several times at the crowd.

boom! boom! boom!

The heads of all those who were pointed by his fingers exploded instantly, and red and white things flew around.

After a little commotion among the crowd, they quickly guessed the identities of this group of people, and couldn't help being terrified.

Tie Xuan swallowed his saliva, protected An Le, and asked carefully: "Fellow Daoist An, are they all..."

Anle sighed and said, "There are bad people among the monks."

Tie Xuan was a little confused: "But creating the Zhenyang Stone is obviously beneficial to the people of Da Zhou, why would anyone want to stop it?"

“For ordinary civilians, this is certainly a good thing.”

An Le's eyes were deep as he scanned the faces of the people around him: "But for some beings in high positions, this kind of magic weapon should not belong to our power."

People felt a chill in their hearts and a chill in their backs.

Anle did not explain more, but just concentrated on controlling Yangyang to distribute the Zhenyang Yuanye.

After the cleanup just now, no one came to disturb him this time. When the Zhenyang Yuan Liquid was almost distributed, those Zhenyang Stones that seemed like dead objects seemed to be endowed with spirituality and suddenly came alive.

They are suspended in the shape of silver-grey cubes, emitting a faint halo, rotating slowly but steadily, like a kind of strange stars, forming a quiet galaxy, which makes people seem to see galaxies flowing in their eyes, shining brightly.

At the same time, a feeling of admiration is conveyed from the stones in the center of the town.

Yangyang hovered around Anle proudly for a while, as if showing off his own achievements.

"It's done! The first batch of Zhenyang Stone is really done!"

Many monks were ecstatic, waving their fists, shouting, and clapping their hands, and even the chill they had just felt was temporarily dispelled.

They all knew the significance of the galaxy before their eyes. It represented that the people of the Great Zhou had one more means to fight against darkness. Moreover, it did not require primordial giants or gods!

This day is destined to be remembered in the history of the Great Zhou.

Suddenly someone asked, "What if there are still people like the one just now who want to steal the Zhenyang Stone? What should we do?"

Anle had thought of this question a long time ago, and said, "Tiexuan, how is the module I asked you to prepare a few days ago?"

Tie Xuan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. So Daoist An wanted to do this..."

He quickly walked to the Zhenyang Stone, fiddled with it for a while, and said, "Okay, now they can verify the identity of the user."

After that, a blue light shot out from the Zhenyang Stone and scanned Tiexuan's body, and then a cold female voice sounded in his mind.

"Authentication passed, obtaining superior authority."

This special reminder sound was also designed based on Anle’s reminder.

Anle had checked the remaining monks present during the simulation and found them to be basically trustworthy, and all of them were given superior authority.

Anle holds the highest authority, so naturally no one has any objection to this.

At this time, Tie Xuan asked hesitantly: "How should we use this first batch of Zhenyang Stone?"

Anle said without hesitation: "Support the front line!"

"Later, we will send this batch of Zhenyang Stone to the frontline cities fighting against darkness, and quickly!"

Seeing his serious attitude, everyone started to take action.

Although the monks felt sorry to give away the Zhenyang Stones they had obtained, they also knew that the cities that needed them the most were those that could be swallowed by darkness at any time.

After watching the first batch of Zhenyang Stone leave, the monks started a new round of research. It was not enough to just produce the Zhenyang Stone, they also had to speed up mass production.

Anle quietly left the research institute. After taking a few steps, a faint fragrance came from behind him.

Two women with dark eyebrows and eyes spoke softly.

"Senior Wuxu, King Xiang wants to see you."

Chapter 311 The Rebellion of the Five Kings

The two girls are twins, they look exactly the same and have the same pretty and beautiful looks.

However, the way they looked at Anle was slightly different. The younger sister in green had more curiosity in her eyes, while the older sister in purple had more respect in her eyes.

At this time, the three of them were already on their way to the Xiangwang Palace.

Anle looked calm and walked steadily, but the two sisters were inexplicably nervous and their movements were stiff. They felt a lot of pressure just by walking with him.

As the influence of Xuantian Theory continues to expand, Anle, as the initiator, becomes more and more famous. Coupled with his daily improvement in strength, he unknowingly develops an extraordinary aura. Although the twins are around King Xiang, the gap between them and the current Anle is too big.

Sister Xiang Qing couldn't help but ask: "Senior, aren't you curious about why King Xiang wants to see you?"

Xiang Zi glared at her, as if to reprimand her for being nosy, and then looked at An Le respectfully: "Senior, my little sister is ignorant, please don't mind it."

Anle smiled and said, "No need to be so reserved in front of me."

"As for why the King of Fragrance came to me, I just have some immature guesses."

He sighed quietly, "I'm afraid...it has something to do with the other four kings?"

Xiang Qing and Xiang Zi's hearts skipped a beat and they immediately lowered their heads, not daring to ask any more questions. Topics related to the Five Kings were not something that little maids like them could discuss.

Soon, Anle was brought to the Xiangwang Palace in Yujing City.

As the original founders of Yujing City, the Five Kings all have their own palaces here. However, on weekdays, these palaces are mostly empty and will only be used after the Five Kings arrive in Yujing City.

And now, from the surface, the Xiangwang Hall is very deserted, as if no one has lived in it for a long time.

But Anle could sense that there was an extremely powerful aura waiting for him in the hall.

Sister Xiangqing sent him to the palace gate and left quietly.