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Chapter Eight hundred and thirtieth The sick body rises to the Nascent Soul!

Da Rui Zhushi, Qiu Yan had been to Mayang's home, and also visited Wang Fu's mansion during his six-year Hanlin job. Now, he has come to Yan Dongting's mansion again.

Compared with the two in front, the Yan Mansion is more magnificent. However, although it looks simple from a distance, it can also feel imposing. When I entered the door, passed the open room, walked through the garden, and finally entered the main hall. As soon as I sat on the chair, a maid came with a cup and a fruit plate, placed it aside, and then served on the side.

"The reason why Mr. Qiu is so happy that he can come is really bright for the Pengcai of the Mansion. However, my father just came back from the palace and was a little tired and had a little discomfort. If he wanted the doctor to take care of him, he would ask the master to wait for a while and come to accuse him."

Not long after, Yan Dongting's third son Yan Junqing came over and talked to Qiu Yan after meeting him.

Qiu Yan shook his head and said, "Where is, Old Prime Minister Yan is both an elder and an old minister. If you wait for a while, what's the point?" He didn't feel strange when he saw the other party in the imperial study room.

Then, Yan Junqing talked with him in a word. The topic was mainly about the war in the north, but he did not know the situation of the war and was talking about rumors. From this, it can be seen that although Yan Dongting was the prime minister and knew about the military and national affairs, it did not reveal it to the people around him.

Li Kun also cared about this. When Qiu Yan left the imperial study room, he deliberately told Qiu Yan not to leak the content of the negotiation.

This actually shows the emperor's trust in him. If it is similar, he must have explained it to several priests.

On the other hand, the content of the conversation cannot be revealed, but topics such as counterattack, pursuit, etc. can be revealed. On the one hand, it is to confuse the public, and on the other hand, it can calm the hearts of the people in the court.

So, when talking to Yan Juntao, Qiu Yan revealed some real and false information intentionally or unintentionally. He noticed that although Yan Junqing looked casual, every time he heard a message, a subtle light flashed in his eyes, which seemed to be deliberately remembering.

Qiu Yan didn't take these seriously. He was thinking about the words Yan Dongting asked the manager to send him. It was this sentence that made him decide to come and visit him.

"When the supernatural powers are exhausted, they will be cut off... The meaning of this is quite close to what I am thinking about, but I still have some ideas and some details that cannot be guaranteed. Yan Dongting can say this, proving that he is not a simple old minister. Maybe he has seen something, well, I have heard that he is weak and sick, can he be..."

Thinking about it here and talking there, after a cup of tea, a servant in Qingyi came over and gave him a few salutes first. Then he whispered in Yan Junqing's ear.

After that, Yan Junqing accused Qiu Yan again and said, "Let the scholar wait for a long time. My father is waiting for the big trip in the backyard, please follow me." After the words, the man had already stood up and made an invitation.

"It's a blessing for Brother Yan." Qiu Yan nodded and followed.

The two of them walked out of the lobby one by one, walked into the backyard, took a few turns, and then came to the front of a separate yard, which was quiet.

The Yan Mansion already occupies a large area and is uniquely laid out in the interior, taking into account both beauty and practicality, but it is rare to see such a single courtyard - after all, the inner city is close to the imperial city, attracting the attention of the world, and every inch of land is valuable. Even if you have that money, you may not be able to build such complex buildings to prevent unnecessary trouble.

When he arrived at the gate of the independent courtyard, Yan Junqing stopped and bowed, "You can only go there by bachelor's degree." Such families have rules when elders meet guests, and Qiu Yan has experienced this more than just one family.

"If you have the chance in the future, I will ask you for advice from Mr. Qiu." After a few polite words, Yan Junqing retreated. Qiu Yan didn't say much, and then walked into the hospital after saying goodbye to him.

The yard is very quiet, with irregularly shaped stone slabs on the ground, and a low building in the distance.

"Does elderly people like to arrange such a single courtyard in the mansion?" After entering, Qiu Yan's thoughts changed into his mind, and he remembered the experience of going to the Chen Mansion to meet the Chen Family ancestor.

"However, the ancestor of the Chen family has a deep cultivation and has an unpredictable origin. As soon as he meets, he gives people a sense of profoundness. I have seen this person named Yan Lao Prime Minister. He seems to be in a weak state last year. I wonder if there is any mystery inside."

He was thinking, and suddenly his heart was shocked, his hair suddenly exploded, and his muscles and bones were tightened instantly!

boom!

The next moment, a grand momentum came on his body, and it was coming in a fierce manner. With Qiu Yan's life-like body that had entered the fourth realm, it was still a little unbearable. As his body trembled, he introduced the force that fell on his body through his limbs and into his feet.

Snap!

The stone slabs on the ground made a shattering sound, and the response sound was broken. Several pieces at their feet instantly shattered and turned into powder!

At this time, the door of the low building bounced open by itself with a "bang", and a sound came from it-

"Okay! The foundation and realm of life cultivation are good. No wonder you can gain a great reputation. Even if you don't go to the officialdom of the literary world, you can be a giant in your practice! Come in..."

"Oh?" Qiu Yan's heart moved and he realized that it was Yan Dongting's voice. However, compared to when he was in the imperial study, the voice was no longer sick and low, but rather a little loud and full of energy!

"Sure enough, something strange!"

This thought flashed through my mind, Qiu Yan's thoughts changed, and the heart fire suddenly rippled. In the depths of the flames, the heart monkey beat his chest and roared, and a manic and chaotic thought burst out. A little humanistic flame derived from the humanistic divine is integrated into it. Finally, a little time and space perception flows out from the bottom of my heart.

The next moment, an invisible wave of air burst out from Qiu Yan, and even twisted artistic conception broke out under his feet, restoring the broken stone slab and condensing it!

On the other side, the invisible air waves were like violent storms, sweeping away the powerful pressure that filled the surroundings. Although they had not been completely destroyed, they could no longer shake Qiu Yan's body and mind.

"Huh?" A voice with unexpected meaning came from the house, and Yan Dongting said again, "Okay, I am indeed a little rude. Please ask Mr. Qiu to enter the house. I am unable to leave the house to greet him for some reason." The tone in my words had changed significantly.

The previous sentence was a bit like a person who was dependent on his seniority and the elders were tempted to the juniors, but now he spoke again, but he had more equal artistic conception. Obviously, he had placed Qiu Yan's position on the same level as himself.

"Then Qiu is more respectful than obedient." Qiu Yan nodded, then took a step and walked towards the room.

After his steps left, the stone slabs that were trampled on the soles of his feet revealed the whole picture. These stone slabs that had turned into powder have regained their outlines, but the surface was covered with cracks. When blown by the wind, there were signs of looseness and breaking-

This means that the power to restore them is not strong enough and thin.

On the other side, after approaching the low building, Qiu Yan's gaze fell into the door. The gaze in the door was very dark and he couldn't see the things inside.

"Hmm? Can't see clearly?"

Then, Qiu Yan felt a little strange. When he reached his level of cultivation, his body had undergone several transformations and was almost transcending to the level of the human body. In this process, his eyes and various structures in his eyes naturally experienced transformation and strengthening. Not to mention the weak light, even in a dark place, the eyes as sensory organs can still be useful. Therefore, the current situation of peeping inward but blurred in the current situation is quite intriguing.

However, thinking about this in my mind, Qiu Yan's movements did not stop at all, and he stepped over the threshold and entered the house.

The next moment, he seemed to have come to another space and passed through a layer of diaphragm. The scene was clear and there was a surge of hot breath coming to his face. Compared with outside the house, the temperature in the house was much higher. If an adult and strong man came into the house, he would be baked by the heat and sweating and quickly dehydrated.

But in Qiu Yan's case, it is not just water, but also the true energy and vital energy in the body tend to be roasted to seep out of the pores.

However, Qiu Yan had a thought, locked his pores and suppressed all the things he was ready to move. Looking forward, he saw Yan Dongting, who was still sick, sitting on a chair with his hand on the table beside him, looking at Qiu Yan.

However, Qiu Yan's eyes only stayed on the person for a moment, and then moved to something in front of him. It was a translucent baby floating in the air, floating in the purple mist—

Nascent Soul!

This is something that can only be condensed after the cultivation of the fate path has entered the fourth realm. Even Qiu Yan has not achieved it yet. He only saw the prototype, which is the crystallization of skill, thoughts, and luck!

The Nascent Soul can leave the body, but there will not be many monks who can easily release it.

Qiu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he found a familiar smell on the Yuanying. The charm between his eyebrows was vaguely similar to Yan Dongting!

"Could it be..."

A thought arose in Qiu Yan's mind.

"I think Mr. Qiu should have guessed it," Yan Dongting's voice came out again, but it was not from his sick body, but from the mouth of the Nascent Soul that came from the mist. "Yes, this Nascent Soul is the crystallization of my cultivation, which condenses most of his luck. It is blocked in this room because of the shackles of ordinary people and is not allowed to go out."

"This room?" After hearing this, Qiu Yan had the time to look around carefully. He looked around, but his sight was quite simple. He could not even find ordinary daily necessities, but it was not airtight. Except for a door, there was not even half a window. The light was weak. He was outside just now, and he couldn't even see the scene inside clearly. He had to walk in to see through.

Yan Dongting said again: "This room is my furnace, carrying a whole body of cultivation to avoid destroying the humanity of the official career. I think Mr. Qiu should have similar thoughts now." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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