Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

I started practicing enlightenment at the age of eighteen, and my talent can be said to be very poor.

Giving a top-notch god-refining method like "Sword Waterfall Picture" to Anle would actually be a waste of resources, because Anle might not even be able to cultivate the third picture.

However, Mrs. Hua was wrong.

As soon as he walked out of Tianbo Tower, he felt the unquiet breeze in the air. The young man was sitting in the main hall of the water pavilion, with his eyes closed, his breath was long and quiet.

With Mrs. Hua's spiritual cultivation, it was natural to see that Anle had entered samadhi!

The first stage of refining the gods, entering concentration...

How can peace be mastered so quickly?

How long has it been since Mrs. Hua came to Tianbo Tower and met and chatted with the old lady until now? In just three moments, the young man has entered samadhi?

This kind of talent... is definitely impressive!

Even when she first entered samadhi, it took her two moments.

"This young man... is actually so talented in refining gods? Is he a late bloomer?"

Mrs. Hua's eyes sparkled, and a little curiosity and love for talents arose in her heart.

"It's a pity that it was too late to start. If it had been earlier... maybe we could still hope that this young man could compete for the top spot in the test in front of the palace and win back the husband's "fixed reputation"."

The Holy Spirit used the calming of the storm as a ceremony for the examination in front of the palace, which revealed some hidden sacred meaning to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

This calming storm was clearly prepared for the Lin Mansion, and if the Lin Mansion wants to obtain the calming wind, it will definitely not be able to stay on its own, and it will no longer be able to maintain neutrality, unless... someone who is also neutral can appear and become a blockbuster in the test in front of the palace. of stunning characters.

But such a person... is so hard to find.

Mrs. Hua didn't rely on finding such a person. She promised the old lady that she would endure it, but if she couldn't hold it back, then she couldn't endure it anymore. The worst... she would go back to accompany her master and never set foot in the mortal world again in this life.

Mrs. Hua sighed softly.

Entering samadhi at three moments is considered an outstanding talent in the field of refining gods. "Sword Waterfall Picture" was passed down to Anle, but it is not considered buried.

Of course, entering samadhi is just the beginning, and the subsequent realms of fetal breath, transcendence, and soul will be difficult at every step.

Mrs. Hua gathered her thoughts and returned to the main hall of the waterside pavilion.

Anle withdrew from trance, and he felt that the world seemed to have become clearer, and there seemed to be a force in his body that was ready to move.

"That is the power of the mind. Mr. An has just entered trance, and the power of the mind is still weak. From now on, he will meditate diligently every day and refine the mind. In the future, he will be able to control the power of the mind and perform strange methods."

Mrs. Hua said softly.

Have you entered samadhi?

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng looked surprised. They just fed the fish for a while, and Anle was able to enter samadhi?

With such a talent, why couldn't he complete his spiritual enlightenment before?

"Mr. An, have you been playing before? Why can't you be enlightened when you have entered samadhi at three moments?" Lin Zhuifeng spoke frankly and looked at Anle strangely.

An Le was speechless for a moment, and then said seriously: "Miss Zhui Feng, who would take enlightenment as a joke? You should practice as early as possible. If you get into practice early, it will naturally be more beneficial."

"Could it be that I started late on purpose, for what purpose?"

Lin Zhuifeng heard this and felt it made sense.

After all, no one would delay themselves foolishly. In other words, this handsome painter really has excellent talent in refining gods, but it is a pity that he started too late, lagging far behind others, and his achievements are limited.

Lin Zhuifeng sighed, looking at the young man's handsome face, he just felt pitiful. It's fate, how could such a good-looking person not have good luck?

Lin Qingyin also noticed it and felt a little sorry.

"It doesn't matter. Mr. An won the national examination at the age of eighteen. He is even more talented in reading. In the future, he can also go to the temple and worry about the world. This life will not be mediocre."

Lin Qingyin said softly.

An Le smiled when he heard this and clasped his fists towards Lin Qingyin: "Thank you, Miss Ninth, for your blessing."

Lin Qingyin covered her mouth with a smile and nodded quietly.

Zhui Feng and Jiumei can be said to be two extremes, one is careless and the other is quiet and elegant.

"Well, Mr. An is indeed talented in refining the gods. If you have any questions about the "Sword Waterfall Picture" in the future, you can come to me." Mrs. Hua said with a love for talents.

"Xiaosheng thanked Mrs. Hua." Hearing this, Anle suddenly became happy.

Mrs. Hua's words made him understand that the old lady must have recognized his painting and agreed that he should stay in the Lin Mansion to paint for the young masters.

"The old lady admires your paintings very much and agrees that you stay. Mr. An, let's talk to you about labor costs. In the future, I will make paintings for you. The cost of each painting is ten Yuanling Tongbao. How about it?"

Mrs. Flower asked.

When Anle heard this, her heart was shaken and she could hardly control her expression.

One yuanlingtongbao can be exchanged for ten taels of gold and is worth three hundred taels of silver!

In other words, a painting is worth three thousand taels of silver? !

The wealthy Lin family!

"Every time I paint for young masters, the level must not be much worse than this one. This is the ugly thing I said before. Ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao is not so easy to get." Mrs. Hua said lightly.

An Le clasped his fists and solemnly said: "An Le should do his best. If his level is not as good as this trial painting, he will not get any money."

Mrs. Hua's expression softened and she ordered the maid next to her to get a money bag: "First give ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao as a deposit. Mr. An can come to the Lin Mansion to paint tomorrow."

Hearing this, Anle looked happy and took the money bag. The clear sound of the Tongbao colliding in it could be heard.

"Thank you, madam." Anle thanked her sincerely. He didn't have much money, so he had to earn money for his house in cash. Now that he had these ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao, he could solve his temporary trouble.

Mrs. Hua sat on the chair, drank tea, and nodded slightly: "Zhui Feng, please see Mr. An off."

"Okay." Lin Zhuifeng grinned.

Then she crossed the white jade bridge with Anle, strolled along the edge of the pond, and headed out of the mansion.

Lin Qingyin stood still for a moment, and suddenly looked at Madam Hua: "Madam, my ninth sister wants to ask Master An for advice on how to draw sketches."

Madam Hua was startled, glanced at her ninth sister, and said lovingly: "If you want to learn, then learn. Go ask Master An."

After Lin Qingyin bowed, she also took quick steps to chase Anle and Lin Zhuifeng.

Tianbo Waterside Pavilion was quiet again.

Madam Hua slowly spread out the sketch scroll, looked at herself in the painting, and her eyes were filled with sadness that was synchronized with the people in the painting.

"My husband, your knife... Even if I am torn to pieces, I will try my best to get it back."

"My husband's knife should be returned to Tianbo Tower."

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Outside the Lin Mansion.

Anle clasped his fists to Lin Zhuifeng and said goodbye. Miss Zhuifeng had a fire stick on her waist and waved her hand.

"Mr. An, there is no need to be polite. From now on, we are family. Please bear with me. If you don't understand anything about the Five Animals Body Building Exercise, you can ask me. I have learned it for some time before." Lin Zhuifeng said with a hearty smile. Anle smiled when she heard it, "I will bother you more in the future. I hope Miss Zhuifeng will not be annoyed." "No, no, you are handsome, I won't be annoyed." Lin Zhuifeng spoke very directly. Is this the directness of a face lover? "Then An, I will take my leave first." Anle said, then turned around and wanted to leave. However, a voice came from behind: "Mr. An, please stay." Anle was stunned, looked back in confusion, and saw Lin Qingyin trotting out. "What's the matter with Miss Jiu?" Anle asked in confusion. "Mr. An, your sketching method is very interesting to me. Can I ask you for advice? Learn this sketching method?" Lin Qingyin asked. Anle thought there was something wrong, but it turned out that he wanted to learn sketching, which was naturally no problem. Sketching is the basis of painting, so it is not difficult to teach.

With a smile in his eyes: "Since Miss Jiu wants to learn, then An will naturally teach seriously. Miss Jiu, Miss Zhuifeng, see you tomorrow."

After speaking, Anle turned around and left gracefully.

"Mr. An agreed?" Lin Qingyin looked at Anle's back and was a little stunned. She didn't expect Anle to agree so readily.

"Mister Jiu, you want to learn painting, don't you covet Mr. An's beauty?"

Lin Zhuifeng also became interested, holding the slender arm of the ninth sister, whispering, and before the ninth sister, whose pretty face was slightly red, burst into anger, he quickly changed his words.

"This sketch is quite interesting, it looks just like the real thing. Otherwise, I'll join in the fun and learn it together tomorrow."

"Lin Zhuifeng! If you tease me again, I'll tell my second uncle, and you'll be in trouble! As for learning to paint, you're only interested in martial arts, and it's good if you can stick to poetry, calligraphy and painting for an hour."

The girls whispered to each other, talking and laughing as they returned to the mansion.

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The location of the Lin Mansion is deep in the long street, close to the imperial city. There are few people in this place, and those who pass by are officials of status.

The stone tablet and jade pavilion in front of the Lin Mansion are symbols of the Lin Mansion's status. Officials passing by have to dismount, which makes fewer and fewer officials passing by the Lin Mansion.

Anle left the Lin Mansion and stepped on the bluestone road, feeling quite good.

On the road of cultivation, Madam Hua lit a green lamp for him and gave him two books, "Five Animals Body Building Exercise" and "Sword Waterfall Picture". This harvest can be said to be beyond imagination.

Moreover, in addition to this, he also obtained the qualification to paint for the young master of the Lin family, which was equivalent to having a stable and high-income job.

At least, during the period of preparing for the exam in Lin'an Prefecture, he did not have to worry about money.

He could devote himself to studying and practicing.

Anle walked happily towards the busy street.

There was a luxurious carriage parked on the side of the road. The horse pulling the carriage had a bright brown coat, a broad back, and extremely obvious muscle lines on its body. It was a precious horse.

Anle took a look and admired the elegance of the horse in his heart. Suddenly, Anle's eyes looked at the carriage.

At the window of the carriage with carved flowers and animals, an elegant man, with his palm against the sunshade silk curtain, looked at Anle.

Facing Anle's gaze, the man smiled softly, let go of his hand, and the curtain fell, breaking the line of sight.

Anle retracted his gaze, exhaled, and felt very sorry in his heart.

Because, in his eyes, this elegant man actually has at least twenty or thirty strands of the aura of time. Although not as much as Madam Hua, it is more than Miss Zhuifeng and Fairy Yunrou.

Unfortunately, his ability to absorb the aura of time was used up on Madam Hua. At this moment, he was empty and motionless. He needed to rest for a night to recover, otherwise Anle would definitely pluck a strand!

Sighing, Anle no longer lingered. The figure in green gradually blurred at the end of the long street and merged into the increasing crowd.

In the carriage.

The elegant man was wearing brocade clothes and leaned lazily against the wall of the carriage. In front of him was a sandalwood table with two cups of hot tea on the table.

"What a handsome young man, this young man's eyes... are so strange and interesting." The man picked up a cup and shook it gently, as if whispering.

Then, the man stopped moving, glanced at the figure sitting opposite, and spoke lightly.

"Master Liu Qingyan, have some tea."

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