Perhaps for others, it is even more difficult to improve a person's talent.

But for Anyang, a person with magical means, this is not a difficult thing at all.

"What if I tell you now that I can improve your talent?"

"What, how is this possible?" Murong Shuang exclaimed.

"There's nothing I can't do, it's just up to you to pay enough. As long as you are willing to agree to the conditions I have offered before, then the problem of your talent is naturally not a problem. An Yang continued.

Murong Shuang was silent for a while, and then spoke next.

"Yes, I promise your conditions. If you can really help me become a disciple of the Lihuo Holy Land, then I owe you two favors. ”

An Yang grinned.

"Okay, I'll wait for your words. ”

"There's one thing I have to tell you in advance, though. ”

"Although I can help you improve your talent, you will never be able to break through to the Xuan King Realm. ”

"Even so, would you still be willing?"

Murong Shuang frowned tightly and fell into a long period of thought.

Wouldn't that be sacrificing future potential?

However, thinking about it from another angle, I am afraid that it will be difficult for her to break through to a higher realm in this life, because she also knows what her situation is, and her talent is not as demonic as those peerless geniuses at all, but she has a little more potential than ordinary people.

After some serious consideration, Murong Shuang finally made a choice.

"I'm willing, please improve my talent. ”

Murong Shuang's words were almost said through gritted teeth.

An Yang didn't feel much surprise, but said lightly.

"You chose this path, don't blame me in the future. ”

"Now, relax your mind and allow my soul power to enter your body. ”

Murong Shuang said yes, and then sat on the cushion, relaxing his mind and allowing external forces to enter.

Then, An Yang took a deep breath of cold air and began to use his unique skills, slowly releasing the soul fire and pouring it into Murong Shuang's body.

Hell Soul Fire is a very special energy.

Even one of the most destructive energies in this world, it also has a powerful power that ordinary people can't imagine.

With the hell soul fire entering his body, Murong Shuang suddenly felt as if his whole body was on fire, and the feeling of heat seemed to permeate his entire soul.

Although it was accompanied by purgatory-like pain, Murong Shuang was very strong to hold on, and did not cry out a single groan during the whole process, and kept fighting against the pain with amazing willpower.

After five hours, it was done.

"That's it. An Yang's face was slightly pale, in order to forcibly enhance Murong Shuang's own potential, he did not hesitate to use the extremely rare Hell Soul Fire, so he was already feeling a little tired at this moment, and an indescribable sense of exhaustion suddenly surged up like a tide.

"Thank you. Murong Shuang opened her eyes and thanked her.

She began to notice that her body seemed to be different from before, but she couldn't say what the difference was.

It's a strange feeling.

"This is the gong fa you will use in the future, every once in a while, you have to cultivate this gong fa to stabilize your own law body, you know?" An Yang opened his mouth as he took out the gong fa with a black cover.

"Okay, I got it. Murong Shuang accepted this book and replied.

"If you encounter any danger in the future and want to contact me, you can find a way to communicate with me on the last page of the black gongfa. Before leaving, Anyang specially instructed.

"Don't worry, I will read the black book you gave me, word for word. Murong Shuang said with a smile.

"It's naturally the best. An Yang snorted and quickly left here.

When An Yang's figure completely disappeared in front of him, Murong Shuang inexplicably felt a sense of loss, and suddenly felt that his entire chest was empty.

Murong Shuang frowned, she suspected that this was an illusion for a while.

However, what she didn't know was that now she had subconsciously developed a sense of affection for the holder of the Hell Soul Fire because of the Hell Soul Fire, as if she were a real relative.

..

After An Yang left Murong Mansion, he planned to go back to the Fang family to continue his cultivation.

When he returned to Fang's house, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

The head of the Liu family, Liu Jiangwei.

That is, his grandfather.

At this time, Fang Zhongdao and Liu Jiangwei were talking about some miscellaneous matters, and they happened to see Anyang, who had just returned, and they got up to say hello.

"Senior Luoyang. The two of them said respectfully.

After the previous war, in this early Thai country, no matter who has to respect Anyang, even the three masters.

"It doesn't have to be like this, just treat me the same way you used to. An Yang said lightly.

"Can this be done there? Luoyang's predecessor is Luoyang's predecessor, and this will never change. Liu Jiangwei said continuously.

"Since you want to call me senior so much, just call it. It just so happened that I had something I wanted to ask you, Liu Jiangwei. An Yang seemed to remember something and spoke.

Fang Zhongdao found a reason to leave the hall with a sense of humor, and strictly ordered that no one outside could enter the hall for a short period of time.

Here, only An Yang and Liu Jiangwei are left here.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?" asked Liu Jiangwei.

"Until then, I want to ask you a question, a relatively simple one. Do you remember An Haitian?" asked An Yang.

"Of course, I remember that An Haitian, a thief, forcibly took my daughter away, and said that he eloped for love. As soon as Liu Jiangwei talked about it, he was extremely angry, and this feeling was like a carrot that had been raised for many years, and it was picked like this.

"Then did you know that they gave birth to a son named Anyang?"

"This, after many inquiries, I know that they have a son, but I don't know the name of their son Anyang. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Jiangwei's face gradually became strange, and his gaze at An Yang was full of weirdness.

Okay, why bring up the old things?

Does Luoyang's predecessor have anything to do with An Haitian?

Wait a minute, Luoyang also has a yang character?

All kinds of details made Liu Jiang feel a little wrong for this sharp-eyed old man.

"Could it be... Could it be that you are Anyang?" As soon as Liu Jiangwei said this, he couldn't even believe that it was true.

"That's right, I'm Anyang!"