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

The light rain is gentle, the wind is gentle, and thousands of willows are in the green smoke.

The world seemed to be filled with many more elusive and indescribable sword auras. The sword auras intertwined with the spring rain, making the second prince Zhao Pei feel a chill all over his body.

Zhao Pei was naturally in awe of this old sword master who came out of Jianchi Lake. After all, this old sword master was one of the few land immortals in the world, and he was truly a top expert.

For such a strong man, Zhao Pei wanted to use his imperial power to suppress the other party, which was obviously just a joke. Even if the emperor of the Zhao family was here, the old sword master could still keep his face.

And the old sword master suddenly said "Purple Qi Golden Lotus is good", which almost sent chills all over the second prince's body.

As a purple-qi golden lotus produced by the Tianshi Mansion using secret techniques to gather 200 years of luck, it is naturally precious and strange.

The old sword master's words were good, but he seemed to want to take away the Purple Qi Golden Lotus.

The second prince Zhao Pei was unwilling to give away the Purple Qi Golden Lotus.

Just when he had no intention of leaving or not leaving, Li Qingchuan from the Tianshi Mansion next to him took a step forward with a solemn expression and said: "Senior Sword Master, the Purple Qi Golden Lotus is the treasure of my Tianshi Mansion. , only the Zhao royal family can hold it..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The old sword body glanced over at a glance, and a terrifying pressure instantly fell on the newly promoted ninth-level Taoist from the Tianshi Mansion.

Li Qingchuan's complexion instantly turned purple and black. He was oppressed by the sword intent that filled the world, as if death would come to his body at any time.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

This real person from the Nine Realms of the Tianshi Mansion flew upside down in an instant, as if he had been kicked by someone. His legs were lifted off the ground and he bowed down. It was like a cannonball shot backwards for nearly a hundred meters. Then he managed to reach the ground with both feet. Keep your posture steady.

"The Purple Qi Golden Lotus is not something that only the royal family of Great Zhao can possess, but your Tianshi Mansion only gives it to the royal family. You want to exchange it for the name of the state religion and gather the Qi of Zhao. Unfortunately, the Emperor of Great Zhao does not accept this trick."

"Therefore, treasures like this have always been inhabited by those who are destined to do so."

The old sword master said calmly.

"I have lived for so many years, but I can't understand this truth. Do you still need you to explain it in front of me?"

Li Qingchuan, the real person of Tianshi Mansion, felt the huge gap.

This old swordsman from Jianchi Palace is really ridiculously strong. He is newly promoted to the ninth realm, but he was shocked internally by the strength of the opponent's look.

"Don't worry, I'm quite old and I won't try to snatch away your young Golden Lotus. However, treasures like the Purple Qi Golden Lotus carry good luck and are beyond the reach of ordinary people... just like what I said , if you are destined to live there, you can take care of yourself.”

The old sword sage has some guidance.

He spoke softly to Anle, but to other people's words, they seemed ethereal and profound.

After King Jiangling cupped his fists and bowed in apology, he remained silent, pulled the second prince and walked towards the outside of Jianchi Palace.

The second prince Zhao Pei also recovered at this moment. His body, which seemed to be frozen by fear, finally regained the strength to move.

However, he never and did not dare to say any more words.

He knew that if he wanted to win the favor of the old sword master, it was absolutely impossible for him to be the second prince of Zhao. The most effective and direct way was to ring the sword bell.

As long as he can ring thirty-six times like peace and happiness, the old sword master will definitely treat him kindly.

However, even if the second prince has the Purple Qi Golden Lotus in his body, he is not sure at all.

The thirty-six ringing of the sword bell... is simply beyond human power.

The second prince still doesn't understand why Anle can ring thirty-six times? It broke the record of Jianchi Palace and even made the Sword Master appear to congratulate him.

He was dragged out of Jianchi Palace by King Jiangling silently. Li Qingchuan, who coughed up blood after being glared at by the old sword master, did not dare to stay long and hurriedly followed.

The three of them walked out of Jianchi Palace in a dull manner.

I came here with great ambitions, but in the end I left in despair.

After walking out of the mountain gate of Jianchi Palace and standing in front of the jade stele archway, King Jiangling let go of the hand holding the second prince Zhao Pei.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, looked gloomy and ugly.

As the second prince of the Zhao family, he had never suffered such a loss.

After boarding the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the old Heavenly Master in the Heavenly Master's Mansion was still polite to him, and even passed down the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to him.

But in this Jianchi Palace, he was extremely disgusted.

On the other hand, Anle can attract everyone's attention and become the favorite in the eyes of many swordsmen practitioners in Jianchi Palace.

"I don't like Jianchi Palace."

The second prince Zhao Pei said coldly.

King Jiangling slowly withdrew his gaze, holding an oil-paper umbrella, like an elegant scholar, and said with a chuckle: "What a coincidence, the emperor sitting on the throne in Lin'an Mansion doesn't like Jianchi Palace either."

"Look at this Jinguan City, which has long been integrated with Jianchi Palace. However, this city belongs to the Zhao family. The Zhao family has no control over it."

"Your Majesty naturally doesn't want to see this, so he dislikes Jianchi Palace very much."

King Jiangling said elegantly.

The three of them bathed in the spring rain, left the Jianchi Palace and walked on the bluestone streets.

"I changed my mind."

"I don't want to capture Anle anymore, I want to kill him as quickly as possible."

The second prince Zhao Pei took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"This child... is growing too fast. Today, his cultivation has been broken even after he stepped into the Double Fifth Realm. With that invincible aura, once this child enters the Sixth Realm, with such an invincible force to assist him in breaking through the realm, he will surely be as powerful as a broken bamboo. Even faster and stronger than the former legendary champion Li Youan!"

In addition, it was too unbelievable for Anle to ring the bell thirty-six times today, and the second prince Zhao Pei was extremely worried.

"If the news of this son ringing the sword bell thirty-six times in front of Jianchi Lake is spread, the whole world will know that a reincarnated swordsman with a clear sword heart has emerged from Jianchi Palace."

"The seed of such a sword immortal with a clear heart of sword is bound to be coveted by the world's strong men. The demonic father and son of Xiliang Kingdom regard the hell palace as the state religion. Those people must be eager for such a clear mind of sword. The corpse of Sword Immortal Seed.”

"I heard that the sea-crossing saint monk of Lianhua Temple also has a grudge against my son. When the news comes out, the sea-crossing saint monk will definitely not sit back and watch him grow..."

"Wait a minute... The majestic invincibility in him is actually a great opportunity. If I can kill him personally, I can inherit at least half of that invincibility!"

As if he thought of something, the eyes of the second prince Zhao Pei showed a bright light!

His heart was beating unsatisfactorily, and the blood all over his body couldn't hide the heat.

"Yes, I must kill him myself!"

King Jiangling held an umbrella, and the rainwater gathered on the edge of the umbrella to form a curtain of rain. Under the umbrella, he was elegant and smiling. Looking at the second prince who was gradually feeling hot in his heart, his smile became more intense.

"Anle has always been in Jianchi Palace, there is no way to kill him."

King Jiangling said.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, had a smile on his lips. He was looking forward to killing An Le. If he inherited that invincible power and set foot on the six realms in the most perfect posture, his path of cultivation would be smooth. In the future, he would be able to conquer the nine realms Barriers can definitely be broken through easily and one can become a person who stands at the pinnacle of spiritual practice.

After stretching and making up his mind to kill An Le, the depression he encountered in front of Jianchi Lake today was instantly gone.

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"He can't hide in Jianchi Palace all his life..."

"My old uncle is still going north."

"Sooner or later he will step through the door of Jianchi Palace."

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In front of Jianchi Lake.

With the departure of the second prince Zhao Pei and King Jiangling.

The old sword master withdrew his indifferent gaze. He was not interested in the second prince and the old sword master. He was even more disgusted with the King of Jiangling from the bottom of his heart.

King Jiangling just stood there elegantly, exuding an aura of disgust that made him frown.

"Mu Zhe, don't let King Jiangling set foot in Jianchi Palace in the future."

The old sword master said calmly.

When Su Muzhe heard this, she nodded immediately. She knew that the old sword master had no regard for the hereditary and irreplaceable King of Jiangling. Moreover, Su Muzhe also knew that the King of Jiangling had always been eyeing Jianchi Palace.

Anyway, he would fall out sooner or later, so it was natural that he would not be allowed to enter Jianchi Palace.

After the old sword master gave An Le two rays of sword energy, his eyes moved and fell on Zhao Huangting.

"This time you go north, you will never come back. But do you have any regrets?"

The old swordsman looked at Zhao Huangting. This young man who once had a lot of money was now facing the end without knowing it, and even ignited Nirvana.

"The deadline is approaching. It's great to go north to see the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in my hometown and appreciate the fireworks of the past. I have no regrets."

"As for the battle with Emperor Yuanmeng, I just want it to be convenient."

Zhao Huangting smiled casually: "This visit to Jianchi Lake should be the last time. Apart from seeing Mu Zhe, this is the fifth time I have come to attack Qingshan."

"However, this time the person who takes the lead is not me, but Anle."

When the old sword master heard this, his eyes fell on the green mountain.

The Qingshan sword automatically floated up and hovered in front of the old sword master.

The wrinkled hand of the old sword master gently touched Qingshan: "Why are you so stubborn in wanting to fight for Qingshan?"

"Maybe this bamboo sword doesn't need to be sharpened?"

The sword fingers came together and rubbed across the Qingshan sword body. The old sword master's eyes gradually narrowed, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"No, the green mountains must open up. Only after the green mountains open up can the fog be cleared away and the real green mountains can be seen!"

Zhao Huangting's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism that rarely appeared.

"The one who once gifted me Qingshan failed to lead the way for Qingshan, so it was my turn to Zhao Huangting. If Zhao Huangting can't do it, then Anle will come. If Anle doesn't... He will also find someone suitable to hold the sword of Qingshan in the future, and he will continue to pass it on. Pass it on!”

"The green hills are still there."

The sound was quite sonorous, lingering around.

Su Muzhe's eyes were complicated, and a look of appreciation and sigh appeared on the old swordsmith's face.

The old sword master's complexion gradually returned to normal, and his expression could not be seen.

Suddenly he raised his hand, and his spotted hand touched Zhao Huangting's chest.

A wisp of majestic sword energy suddenly poured into Zhao Huangting's body.

The fire of Nirvana seemed to be suppressed in an instant.

"Then I look forward to your pleasure."

The old sword master said softly.

Zhao Huangting's complexion regained a bit of rosiness, and all his energy and energy seemed to have returned to his body. The fire of Nirvana that was originally suppressed by the Heart Sword was suppressed by a wisp of sword energy.

This made Zhao Huangting feel much less painful.

"The fire of Nirvana is one of the three disasters in the ten realms. The Heart Sword can suppress it for you, but I can only use the sword energy to make it better."

"However, this sword energy can help you enter the capital of Yuanmeng. Otherwise, if you go northward with all your courage, you will not even be able to enter the capital, and you will become the biggest laughing stock in the world."

"My apprentice Su Muzhe's man, please become a laughing stock."

The old sword master said calmly.

Zhao Huangting smiled, bowed with his fists, and thanked the old sword master.

The old sword master handed Qingshan back to Anle, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "Little guy, are you also going to fight for Qingshan?"

Anle took Qingshan and put it on his waist. Without hesitation, he nodded and responded: "Yes, senior."

He knew that it was the wish of the old man of Ancestral Temple to fight for Qingshan. In the few days left to ignite the fire of Nirvana, Anle was willing to work hard for the old man's wish.

The old sword master smiled softly, tapped his toes on the ground, and countless sword energy began to roar from behind him.

His figure floated down above the center of Jianchi Lake.

He is dressed in linen, and all his white hair and beard are flying.

"If you want to fight for Qingshan, you must at least forge a sword with your own hands."

"You ring the bell thirty-six times, and Jianchi Palace will forge a sword for you according to the rules. Wang Yansheng, you will assist this little guy in forging swords and wielding swords."

"If Qingshan can open up the front, it will be of great benefit to you."

As the words fell, huge waves rolled up in the Jianchi Lake on both sides, and the old sword master fell into the lake again. The lake returned to calmness, without any waves, as if everything was just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water.

The old swordsmith with a silver-haired sword bowed slightly behind the old swordmaster who disappeared on the Jianchi Lake, and then looked at Anle: "Next, you can forge swords with me."

"When the sword is completed, you will have the confidence and ability to attack Qingshan."

When Anle heard this, his face was solemn and he didn't say much.

Even if he is eager to start a fight for Qingshan, this kind of thing cannot be rushed.

But if he fails to complete the Qingshan Kaibao as the old man from Taimiao approaches his deadline, I'm afraid it will become an eternal regret in Anle's heart.

"Jie Liu, you take Anle to recuperate for three days first, so that he can stabilize the realm he just broke through and adjust his energy, blood, mind, etc., and bring him to my sword-making workshop tomorrow." The old sword-smith said with his hands behind his back. When it fell, it instantly broke through the air and left.

Wan Jieliu bowed respectfully and watched him leave.

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The news that a young man in white rang the sword bell thirty-six times quickly spread, not only to Jianchi Palace, but also from Jianchi Palace to Jinguan City, and then from Jinguan City to The whole world.

The name of Jianchi Palace is naturally resounding throughout the world. Let’s not talk about the name of sword making. Just the old sword master who was not born in Jianchi Palace is enough to make all the forces in the world look up to him.

This is a power comparable to the Taoist Zhenwu Temple, the Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples.

The name of the sword bell in Jianchi Palace is naturally famous. Since ancient times, many knights and knights who have a predestined relationship with swords have gone to Jianchi Palace to try to ring the sword bell.

If you can knock nine times, you can have a sword made for you by the Jianchi Palace.

If you can get eighteen rings, you will be famous all over the world!

Now, news has come out that a young swordsman is ringing the thirty-sixth bell, causing the old swordsman of Jianchi Palace to congratulate him!

When the name of the young swordsman spread, it started boiling like water dripping into a frying pan.

Because, the young swordsman named Anle was the number one scholar in the current spring period of the Zhao Dynasty, but he foiled the emperor's plan in front of Tianxuan Palace and was deprived of his position as number one scholar.

But originally his name was spread all over the world, and today the bell in Jianchi Palace rang thirty-six times.

The name of Anle was like thunder everywhere, and all kinds of deeds were revealed.

The young man once asked Wu Kui of all dynasties to deduce martial arts scriptures on Wu Kui Stone.

The young man was once accused of cheating by Ke Chunwei, and Haoran was extradited in front of the Qin Prime Minister's Palace.

The young man had been at the bottom of the Little Saint Ranking, winning continuously all the way, gathering invincible power, and the white python turned into a dragon!

One deed after another, stacked up one after another, has become a legend in the world.

Seriously, no one in the world knows you!

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The mountains outside Jinguan City are picturesque, and the spring rains are flying and the flowers are blooming all over the river.

Wan Jieliu and Anle found a spacious second-floor courtyard in Persimmon Lane, Main Street, Jinguan City.

In Jinguan City in spring, there is always drizzle, and the whole city is enveloped in the fragrance of flowers.

Zhao Huangting and Su Muzhe went sightseeing around Jinguan City, enjoying the few moments of two-person world.

Compared with the small courtyard in Taimiao Lane of Lin'an Prefecture, this second courtyard in Jinguan City is much more spacious. Compared with the prosperous and dreamy Lin'an, the land in Jinguan City is relatively cheaper.

The small courtyard in Persimmon Lane is naturally named after the many persimmon trees.

There is also a persimmon tree in Anle's small courtyard. It is full of spring now and is bathed in the spring rain. Naturally, it has not produced persimmons when it is absorbing nutrients.

The room was very simple. After Wan Jieliu brought him here, he made some simple arrangements and then left.

This small persimmon courtyard can be regarded as Anle's temporarily peaceful home in Jinguan City.

From Lin'an to Jingguan, the mountains and rivers are twisting and drifting.

But for Anle, the atmosphere in Jinguan City is much more comfortable than Lin'an Mansion. Although Jinguan City is not as prosperous as Lin'an Mansion, it is not lacking in everything it should have, even in Jianchi Palace. Under the control, the rhythm of the whole city is quite slow, and everyone is practicing and wearing swords, which is very comfortable.

Although the old swordsmith gave him three days to adjust to the realm he had just broken through, Anle did not completely plunge into practice. When he felt the ancient charm of this gentle ancient city, he would adjust his state of mind to calm his restlessness. Qi, blood and soul.

Because it is a realm reached with the help of Jian Zhong Zhong Bo, the energy, blood, and mind are both ups and downs.

The innate spiritual energy flowing from the inner elixir also needs to be cultivated, so that the innate spiritual energy can grow from one strand to two strands, and then increase to three strands and four strands. The number is increasing, and when it gathers into a sea, it is the sixth realm of body training. , watch the sea of ​​qi.

It is easier said than done. The cultivation of innate spiritual energy takes a lot of time and effort.

The faint morning light falls, accompanied by the pattering of oily spring rain.

Anle woke up from the visualization, and then exercised in the yard, practicing the five ancient demons, and obtained the demonic energy from the demon source jade around his waist to temper his body and stabilize his energy and blood.

The accumulation and increase of innate spiritual energy is generated through the accumulation of qi and blood in the inner elixir, so the tempering of qi and blood is still essential.

Because he missed the old locust tree in the courtyard of Taimiao Lane, Anle would habitually insert the Qingshan ink pond into the trunk of the persimmon tree.

However, the persimmon tree is more slender than the old locust tree, so Anle dare not plant it too deep.

As for Ding Fengbo's golden-backed sword, Anle dared to insert it and chose to hang it on the branch of the persimmon tree.

After the Qi and blood training was completed, Anle put on clean clothes as usual, put on his sword and knife, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and walked along the Jinguan City Long Street.

After eating the delicacies from the street stalls, Anle went straight to Jianchi Palace.

Today's Anle is extremely famous in Jianchi Palace, and even has many admirers, such as Lu Shisan.

As soon as he learned that Anle had entered Jianchi Palace, Lu Shisan rushed over to lead the way for Anle.

Anle was happy to have Xiang Dao. The two of them walked in the Jianchi Palace. Along the way, Anle asked Lu Shisan a lot of knowledge about sword making.

Every disciple of Jianchi Palace will be exposed to sword-making, and Lu Shisan has no reservations about this and tells all about his sword-making experience.

An Le listened attentively, and by the way absorbed five rays of time energy from him, and carefully observed every ray of time energy.

Forging swords has extraordinary significance to every Jianchi Palace disciple.

Their first sword must have been made by themselves, so there are quite a lot of pictures about the years when the sword was made.

Three of Lu Shisan's five strands of time energy were related to sword-making.

Under the leadership of Lu Shisan, Anle personally met the disciples of Jianchi Palace who were quite talented in sword making, and gathered the energy of time along the way.

With the breakthrough of Anle's cultivation, the number of time energy absorbed by each person is still five strands, but the number of people has increased to six.

In other words, Anle can absorb thirty strands of time energy in one day!

For three consecutive days, Anle absorbed ninety rays of time energy, and through the time scenes, he watched the sword-making process and experience of many Jianchi Palace disciples.

The energy of these years has been equally blessed on [Eternal Genius] and [Sword Body].

[Eternal Genius] improves the talent of cultivation, and sword-making... is also a talent that requires understanding. Therefore, Anle did not completely bless the sword body with the energy of time, but balanced the blessing.

With the blessing of time and energy, and the daily practice of calmness and tranquility.

On the third day, the morning light fell on the world.

Wan Jie Liu Yu Jian came, appeared outside An Le's small courtyard, and knocked on the closed door.

The door is wide open.

In the courtyard, Anle had just completed the training of the Five Ancient Demons, and his whole body was steaming with blood and heat.

"Mr. An, Mr. Wang asked me to invite you to the sword-making workshop."

Wan Jieliu said respectfully.

Anle changed into a clean green shirt uniformly worn by Jianchi Lake. Her energy and energy had climbed to the top, like a flower blooming in the morning sun. With vigorous vitality, she walked along the long street with Wanjieliu. Go straight to Jianhu Palace.

After entering the Jianhu Palace and walking along the bluestone road, accompanied by the tinkling sound of swords being hammered and forged on both sides of the ears, Anle's eyes gradually showed a hint of expectation and surprise.

Over the past few days, Anle has learned a lot about sword-making by observing the scenes of sword-making by the disciples of Jianchi Palace.

However, I have yet to experience it myself.

"coming."

In the sword-making workshop, Wang Yansheng, an old swordsmith with silver-haired swords, was waiting quietly while holding a vat of hot tea.

Anle bowed his hands.

"Jie Liu, there is a piece of Yuanlingjing iron embryo that has been calcined for three days and three nights in the sword-making furnace. Go and teach Anle how to swing the hammer, and let him knock the iron embryo into shape first."

The old swordsmith sat on the chair and said calmly.

Wan Jieliu nodded.

Stepping into the hot sword-making workshop with peace of mind.

The immortal fire in the sword-making furnace roared, the roaring flames splashed out sparks, and the scorching temperature was enough to make people sweat profusely in just a moment.

Anle's eyes stared at the red irregular iron embryo in the sword-making furnace.

He grabbed the extremely heavy hammer handed over by Wan Jieliu.

The emotions in his heart couldn't help but rise and fall, and the energy and blood in his body began to surge. He closed his eyes slightly, and the scenes of the years when the disciples of Jianchi Palace were forging swords frequently came to his mind in the past three days.

Just like the waves rising up on the long river of time, they suddenly burst out like sparks from the exploding Earthly Immortal Fire.

Open your eyes peacefully.

The Niwan Palace between the eyebrows suddenly cracked, the sword furnace clanged, the soul in it sat upright, and the glow was dotted behind him!

Wan Jie Liu on the side was holding a hammer and was about to give guidance and introduction to An Le.

But his eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, he noticed that Anle's aura suddenly changed, like a disciple of Jianchi Palace who had been forging iron all year round, swinging a heavy hammer with great skill.

The green shirt suddenly straightened, countless qi and blood surged, and majestic power surged out from the body of the five realms, as if a vicious hammer hit the mountain, and a soul sword and furnace came out across the way!

Twist your waist with force, and your feet will be as solid as ancient pines and rocks.

The giant hammer was swung high and arced across the arc, and then, with a roar that made the air cry, it hit hard!

"when--"

An explosion that was sharper and harsher than the ringing of the sword bell was heard in the sword-making workshop!

The raging fire suddenly burst into flames!

The sparks bloom like fireworks in the night sky!

The red-hot Yuanlingjing iron embryo in the sword-making furnace instantly dented like a soft cake and was hammered out of shape!

The sound of knocking was accompanied by a heat wave, causing a strong wind to suddenly arise in the sword-making workshop.

Sitting on the chair, Wang Yansheng, an old swordsmith with silver-haired swords, took a sip of hot tea from a large porcelain vat...

But he had forgotten to swallow it.

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