Yan family is so convinced that Tang Yan is not polite, directly said: "You have given me the Song family to keep an eye on it. Once Song Canaan or Song Yu appeared, let me know, even try to drag them, wait for me to deal with they."

Since the Song family blamed him, he was not polite, and directly used the power of the Yan family to dig the ground and find them.

If you can find out the clues about the Jiange or Qinglong Temple, you will earn.

Yan Tiantian did not hesitate, and immediately nodded: "Don Tang, you can rest assured that the Song family has been in Yan family for a long time, do not pack him, I am also restless."

"Although the strength of Yanjia is thin, I can also do my best. I don't know if the matter of the Mozu requires us to work."

"This..." Tang Yan originally only reminded the other party about the return of the Mozu. Since the other party took the initiative to ask for it, it could not directly refuse it and attack their enthusiasm.

"Official, although confident, against the Mozu, but the devil is not a general generation after all, you send people to Weinan, that is the nest of the ever-changing star Jun, if the Mozu return, will definitely go there, I want to see if there is a slip The fish." Tang Yan said.

"You can rest assured that we will send people to Minnan immediately, and no traces will be missed."

"You don't have to confront it positively. There are many masters in the Mozu. It is not the best policy." Tang said. He does not want to have any mistakes in the Yan family for his own sake.

For this relationship, a few people in the Yan family are all moved, this is the generation of affectionate and righteous.

"In addition, regarding prophetic techniques, I would like to discuss more with Miss Yan." Tang Yan was very curious about prophecy and was interested in asking for advice.

"Is it good to go back to my Taoist temple?" Yan Qingyi was invited to the event, Tang Yan will deduct the words, and the other Yan family were resigned. Tang Yan and Yan Qingyi returned to the Taoist Temple.

This Taoist temple is specially designed for Yan Qingyi. It looks very small, but it is very hard to repair.

Although she sees the red dust, she is very different from the average Taoist.

She practiced alone, accompanied by the Qing Lan classics, and did not intersect with other Taoist priests.

Therefore, the way she practiced is very different from other Taoist priests.

Tea, spring water, blue light, Taoist temple, everything reveals the charm of dust, and in it, Tang Yin’s heart has an extraordinarily quiet, as if forgetting the troubles of the world.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the soul seemed to be going out.

Yan Qingyi looked at him quietly. Although she was not a repairer or a warrior, her perception was not weak, and she clearly felt the change of momentum in Tang Yan.

See Tang Yan opened his eyes again, Yan Qingyi praised: "You have a relationship with the Tao."

Tang Yan smiled and said: "What is the road?"

"The way is in your heart, you understand, naturally know." Yan Tingyi is playing the machine front.

Tang Yan shook her head and did not discuss this illusory question with her. She went straight to the key and asked: "Why do you predict the art?"

"Because this is my way, I am enlightened, and I will naturally predict the technique." Yan Qingyi said quietly.

Tang Yan frowned, this is too mysterious, and enlightened the way of the heart, the prophecy will be, no matter what, he can not understand the reason.

The key is that she is not a warrior or a repairer. She has neither internal strength nor infuriating power.

"Is it true that I have learned the way of my heart, then I will also predict the technique?" Tang Yan asked.

Yan Qingyi shook his head: "No! The way of the world is thousands of people. After the enlightenment, there are different things, maybe nothing, maybe magical ability, can't be generalized."

Tang Yan’s eyes lit up. This is a kind of argument he has never heard of. Even the Zen Buddhism has not mentioned it. It is a brand new field.

Do you not cultivate, just blindly enlighten, you can also have magical powers?

But the living example is in front of him, and he can't believe it.

"How can we understand?" Tang Yan asked again.

Yan Qingyi closed his eyes, spread his hands, his palms up, and said faintly: "You can naturally understand the heart."

"..." Tang Yan flipped his eyes blankly, which is more than the cultivation of Xuanxu. There is no such thing as a classic.

"How did you understand that?"

"Reading the Tao dynasty three thousand classics, sincere and enlightenment."

“Reading the family books?” Tang Yan frowned. “There are countless Taoist priests in the world. The Taoist priests are too numerous to enumerate. Why are they not enlightened?”

"Heart is dishonest." Yan Qingyi opened his eyes and said faintly.

Tang Zhen was crying and laughing. There was no way to continue this dialogue. There was no substantive thing. It was all illusory, and he could not help but remember the heavens that the nine-day mysterious woman once said.

Qin Shihuang’s killing was too heavy, causing punishment for heaven, and thus could not obtain longevity.

What is the truth of this day?

“What is heaven?” Tang Yan asked directly from the local area.

"Heavenly?" Yan Qingyi's look has become extraordinarily dignified. "Heavenly way is the ultimate way. I can't understand it. I don't know."

"The ultimate way." Tang Yan sucked a cold breath, "Someone can understand heaven?"

Yan Qingyi thought a little, nodded: "Nature can."

"That enlightened what kind of magical power will there be?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"I don't know." Yan Qingyi shook his head.

Tang slammed his mouth and asked if he couldn’t continue. He wanted to know something useful.

"So can you predict more about the end of the day?"

Yan Qingyi said with regret: "This is so much for the time being."

"Well, since there are no more things, then I will leave first. If there is any further information about the end, I hope you tell me."

"for sure."

"Goodbye." Tang Yan got up and extended his hand.

Yan Qingyi took his hand and was about to say goodbye, but the eyes burst into a fine light and his face changed.

Huh?

Tang Yan saw her clenching his hand and not letting go, and his face was different. He couldn’t help but ask, "What happened to you?"

Yan Tsing Yi did not answer, as if he was sluggish.

what happened?

Don’t you just shake hands and say goodbye? Why are you still not letting go?

No, what seems to be mysterious thing in her body?

Just as he was at a loss, Yan Tsingyi finally let go of his hand, his eyes closed, and fell softly to the ground.

"Be careful!"

Tang Yan shouted, and quickly hugged her waist, under the wide robe, the waist is very slender and the elasticity is amazing.

Yan Qingyi fell in his arms.

"Wake up, what's wrong with you?" Tang Yan called with concern.

Yan Qingyi's eyelids jumped a bit, finally opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw an anxious Tang Yan, this face is close at hand, and the two poses very embarrassing.

She lay in the arms of Don Juan, and Tang Yan hugged her waist with her hands, how to look like a couple's intimate move.

"I...nothing." Yan Qingyi said weakly.

"Don't move, I hugged you to lie on the bed for a while." Tang Yan had already seen a bedroom behind the living room, and she couldn't help but hug her up and walk straight to the bedroom.

When he walked in, he couldn’t help but be surprised.

The bedroom is not big, and it's very simple. It's a hardwood bed and a cupboard. The walls are bare and there is no decoration. It's simple.

This is worse than the average female mortuary, which is extremely inconsistent with her identity as Miss Yan Jia.

Yan Tsing Yi is very weak. Although he feels that it is not appropriate to hold him like this, he can't struggle to refuse.

Tang Yan gently put her on the bed, covered the quilt, and said: "Don't talk, take a break."

Yan Tsing Yi has no choice but to close his eyes.

Tang Zhen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her curiously. The cheeks that were not applied to the powder were pale and weak. He really couldn't understand why she suddenly fainted.

Could it be...

He immediately remembered the scene, only after she took his hand.

Is it because of the hand holding his hand?

Tang stunned and raised his backhand and looked at it. There was no difference. When did his hand actually have such magic?

Can it cause fainting?

No, he has shaken hands with many people, and even has had close contact with several poets, and there is absolutely no such situation.

But if it is not a handshake, what is the situation?

He can't figure it out, only wait for her to rest before she can know the answer.

He looked at her intently, unconsciously, and was attracted by her appearance. What happened to her was enough to make her so different from ordinary women.

Rough cloth, blue light, Taoist, a woman alone, with these, how did she endure this lonely?

Tang Zhen asked himself to be a person who can withstand loneliness, but he can't imagine what kind of life it is. It’s him, I’m afraid he’s already gone down.

In addition, her so-called Tao is also very mysterious, so that Tang Yan Mao opened, as if opening a new world door, but behind the door is a fog, he can not see what the scenery.

The window has been completely black, and the frog sounds and sounds in the darkness, which makes the Taoist solitude more clear.

It seems that the heart feels, and he simply runs the skill and cultivates.

During the day, he absorbed the power of Song Canaan, and he flew directly to the gold product, and the mighty skill was transformed into the body of the gas.

He silently realized the mystery of Jin Dan's three products, consolidating his cultivation, gradually integrating with this quiet environment, unconsciously, completely immersed in the wonderful realm of practicing.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Yan opened his eyes, his cultivation has been completely consolidated, and the more natural and pure.

But a face looked at him with a close look. Seeing him open his eyes, he quickly retired and covered his face without a trace. He said faintly: "You are awake."

Looking at Yan Tsing Yi, Tang Yan was overjoyed and said: "You are also awake? How do you feel now?"

"I am much better, thank you very much." Yan Tsingyi said.

"Do your best, what happened to you, is it uncomfortable?" Tang Yan asked with concern.

Yan Qingyi glanced at the palm of his hand, and Tang Yan’s heart was moving. Was it really caused by his hand?