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

Outside Lin'an City, everything is quiet.

There were obviously so many people including the Jinwu Guards in Golden Armor, the City Guards in Silver Armor, the Tigers from Dali Temple, and the Black Yamen Detectives, but they didn't make a sound.

Deep in the imperial city, the emperor of the Zhao family, who was sitting on the throne, did not issue an order, so naturally they would not and would not dare to take action in the face of An Le, who had obtained the qualification to talk to the Holy Master.

He could only watch helplessly as Anle and his party entered Lin'an Mansion.

"Your Majesty... As expected, you still took a step back."

Qin Lishi stood on the city tower, looking at the very spectacular and strange scene, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart. Such a scene is really rare to see. After all, not everyone can pull off the sacred mountain and use it as a tiger skin.

However, the decision of the Emperor of the Zhao family was actually expected by Qin Lishi and even many officials of the Zhao Dynasty.

These officials speculated on the intentions of the Emperor of the Zhao family. Although they could not be said to be roundworms in the Emperor of the Zhao family, they still had a relatively thorough understanding of the emperor's temperament.

It is absolutely impossible for the emperor of the Zhao family to do such a thing as offending the Holy Mountain.

Even if he loses a lot of face, he doesn't hesitate to do so. After all, when it comes to embarrassment, can there be anything more embarrassing than moving the country south just because he learned that Emperor Yuanmeng had broken the Double Ten Realm?

Qin Lishi sighed, but he was getting more and more headache, how to kill Anle.

Just as the emperor of the Zhao family is afraid of the Holy Mountain, Qin Lishi is also afraid of it. Who in the world is not afraid of the Holy Mountain.

"When the person who talks to the Holy Master appears, the Seventh Mountain will not be far from the Kaishan Mountain..."

"The next Lin'an... I'm afraid it will be even more lively than before."

Qin Lishi murmured.

After the dialogue with the Holy Master, there is the founding of the Seventh Mountain. As the person who talks to the Holy Master, Anle has a crucial relationship with the founding of the Seventh Mountain.

When the Holy Mountain was founded, all forces attached great importance to it.

The Yuan-Meng Empire, Dali Kingdom, Xiliang Kingdom and other countries will naturally not miss this golden opportunity to establish a connection with the holy mountain.

On the other side, top forces such as Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, Three Buddhist Temples, Star Reaching Sect and even Hell Mansion will also not let go of such an opportunity.

Geniuses from all major countries and major rivers and lakes forces will come one after another, creating a whirlpool around Anle, the person who has met the Holy Master.

Yuanmeng's Falcon List, Dali Kingdom's Star List, Xiliang Kingdom's Demon Questioning List, etc. The geniuses of this and the previous generation, as long as the practitioners under the age of fifty will all rush there. Come.

Qin Lishi narrowed his eyes, as if he could foresee the challenges that Lin'an Mansion would face next.

The face of the Zhao family emperor may be trampled on a few more times.

After all, if the geniuses from the Yuanmeng Empire, Dali Kingdom and Xiliang Kingdom enter Lin'an Mansion, the Emperor of the Zhao family may still face Anle's treatment like he did today, not daring to say a word.

It wasn't just Qin Lishi who thought of this.

Liu Guanshi, Su Qingke and other high-ranking officials in the Zhao Dynasty all vaguely anticipated what was going to happen next.

This made each of them feel a little depressed.

Since the Zhao Dynasty moved south, its bloody spirit... has really been drained away bit by bit.

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After passing through the dark arch, the Jinwu Guards on both sides, Chengjun, Dali Temple Tigers and Hei Yamen detectives all stared at Anle and his party, not daring to express their anger.

To be honest, under such attention, it was as if the emperor of the Zhao family had really gathered an army of ten thousand people to celebrate and welcome Anle and the old emperor's uncle back to Lin'an.

Zhao Huangting, supported by Anle and Su Muzhe, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this scene.

He had long known An Le's confidence, but when this scene really happened, he still had mixed feelings in his heart.

I still remember that he went to see the Sixth Mountain Lord in person and took the bamboo and stone diagram made by Anle, so that Anle could become the guardian of the Sixth Mountain Lord.

However, at that time, he was still narrow-minded, thinking that Anle becoming the mountain guard of the Sixth Mountain Lord was already a great fate.

Mrs. Hua still had the courage and was more optimistic about Anle, so she went directly to the Sixth Mountain to ask for a small holy order for Anle, who was only at the second level at that time.

That is such a trust in Anle. Holding the Little Holy Order in the second realm, the pressure is too great, and there is no hope, because the higher up the Little Saint List, the more monsters and geniuses can be ranked on it.

As a result, Anle rose from the bottom of the Little Saint Ranking to the top of the Little Saint Ranking in a short period of time, and became another young genius after Li Youan who talked to the Saint Master.

Although everything that happened like this was just a recent matter, in Zhao Huangting's mind, it seemed like it had happened a long time ago.

Zhao Huangting's eyes revealed a peaceful look. He looked at Anle with soft eyes. He still remembered Anle's promise to him to take him home.

Now, Anle has done it. Not only has he done it, but... it has even given him a feeling of returning to his hometown.

"Anle, thanks."

Zhao Huangting looked at Anle and said softly.

An Le was carrying a yellow pear wood sword box on his back. There were swallows returning to their nests and ink ponds in the box. He was wearing Qingshan and Ding Fengbo around his waist. When he heard Zhao Huangting's words, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled.

"Senior, why do I need to thank you so much? If it hadn't been for the gift from Senior to Qingshan, I would still be ignorant of the art of swordsmanship. How could I have had this opportunity?"

Anle chuckled.

Every drink and every peck has its own cause and effect.

Zhao Huangting's eyes flickered and he nodded, but he became more and more generous.

The end of his life was approaching, and he went north to fight Emperor Yuan Meng, which finally fulfilled his wish, and he was able to see and give Qingshan to such a monster as Anle.

Be happy and have no regrets.

"Boy An, talking to the Holy Master is a rare opportunity, don't waste it. In addition... after talking to the Holy Master, you must seize the opportunity to break into the Sixth Realm, because after the conversation with the Holy Master, the Holy Mountain will open the seventh mountain. As someone who talks to the Holy Master, you will inevitably be targeted by geniuses from all sides."

"If you don't have the cultivation of the six realms, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"Dali's Star List and Xiliang's Demon-Questioning List are not a big problem. Although those at the top are in the Sixth Realm, they may not be incapable of fighting with your boy's level of monster. On the contrary, they are Yuanmeng Falcon List, and Zhenwu The Taoist disciple of Guan Guan, the Little Celestial Master of Tianshi Mansion, Xing Xing of Lanke Temple, the Buddha of Lianhua Temple, Shao Guanyin of Ganye Temple, etc... Their cultivation should have set foot in the Seventh Realm, as far as you are concerned , is the big challenge.”

Zhao Huangting said softly.

He wanted to give An Le one last warning.

Hearing this, Anle looked more serious.

Zhao Huangting has also shared with him the news about the Yuanmeng Falcon Ranking in these days, which is the ranking of the younger generation of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Emperor Yuanmeng sacrificed and refined the power of dragon veins, and these powers fed back into the Yuanmeng Empire, making the younger generation of the Yuanmeng Empire extremely talented and giving birth to many evildoers.

The geniuses at the top of the Falcon list cannot be underestimated.

And Daozi, Xiao Tianshi, Lan Ke Xingxing, Fuzi, Shao Guanyin and others are all the most talented geniuses that the top forces in the world have devoted their resources to cultivate, and they are all good.

It is normal for them to set foot in the Seven Realms at such a young age.

After all, these geniuses have carried the hard work of all major forces, and their goal is to even attack the ten realms.

If they really compete for the position of the Lord of the Seventh Mountain of the Holy Mountain, it will indeed be a lot of pressure for Anle, who is only in the fifth realm.

Those people are different from the second prince Zhao Pei who lacks combat experience and has only limited cultivation, so there is nothing to fear.

Most of them are just like Zhao Huangting when he was young, traveling through the mountains and rivers of the world to experience themselves, experiencing countless battles and facing numerous dangers.

"It's good to have a challenge. I want to break through the six realms, so I need some pressure. I hope they can give me enough pressure."

Anle said with a smile.

Today's Anle, the innate spiritual energy condensed in Dantian is a huge lake, which is larger than the innate lake opened by the second prince Zhao Pei after he broke through to the Sixth Realm. Therefore, he is far away from breaking into the Sixth Realm Guanqi Sea. In fact, it's not far away.

However, precisely because the lake formed by the innate spiritual energy is too large, it becomes more and more difficult to break through. Although there is only one chance and chance before the sixth realm, it is not that easy to really break through.

From the fifth realm to the sixth realm, it is a leap from the lower five realms to the upper five realms, which is no small matter.

As for the practice of refining the gods, An Le's sitting and forgetting the glow has not yet reached the extreme. In addition, because of the Condensing Heart Sword, An Le will not be relaxed every time he breaks through the realm of refining the gods.

Because it is necessary to refine the Heart Sword to the next level.

Perhaps, these geniuses on the Yuanmeng Falcon List, Daozi, Little Heavenly Master, and Buddhist disciples can put enough pressure on him to break through the big barrier of the Six Realms.

The second to third realms are small barriers.

The fifth to sixth realms and the eighth to ninth realms are called great barriers.

The ninth to tenth realms can be called natural chasms.

As for the tenth realm to the eleventh realm... that is already an unimaginable leap. Not to mention that nowadays, since ancient times, there are very few people who have set foot on the eleventh realm.

In the era when hundreds of schools of thought contended ten thousand years ago, there were many eleven realms. For example, the founders of each school and the peerless emperor ten thousand years ago were also recorded in the classics as beings who truly set foot in the eleven realms.

But now, with the passage of time and the changes of time, it has become very difficult to even create the ten realms, let alone the eleven realms.

"If you have the opportunity, don't underestimate those people. There are so many people in the younger generation who can stand in such a position. There is no fuel-saving lamp."

Zhao Huangting said.

Anle nodded, and the two of them stopped talking and continued walking on the familiar bluestone road.

On both sides, the figures were piled up one after another, including the common people of Lin'an Mansion, as well as the literati and poets who came to watch the excitement.

Of course, there were also many practitioners in the world who stared in amazement, smacked their tongues, and whispered to each other as they looked at An Le, who came swaggering in from outside Lin'an Mansion.

The world-famous An family is not unknown to the world. Of course, they are also aware of the conflict between the An family and the emperor of the Zhao family.

When they heard that the An family was going back to Lin'an Mansion, many people thought that this was an attempt to kill him. The An family had offended the emperor of the Zhao family. How could the emperor let him enter the city happily?

The previous huge momentum and the movement of the tiger guards from the Golden and Silver Armored Temple were enough to show the anger of the emperor of the Zhao family.

As a result, for a moment, I felt a wave of terrifying powerful energy erupting outside the city. Then, the world-famous An family came into Lin'an in such a swagger.

For a time, the common people, practitioners, and literati who were watching the excitement were all horrified.

There was only silence in the huge long street.

Anle paid little attention to these people. He and Zhao Huangting walked along the familiar Royal Street, walked through the bluestone road, and arrived at Qingbo Street.

The number of people following him gradually decreased, and the troops and the tiger guards from Dali Temple all dispersed.

Even the emperor of the Zhao family dared not say a word. There is no need for those who eat public food to have a strong sense of justice and draw swords for the emperor.

Therefore, Anle and Zhao Huangting suddenly felt happy.

At the entrance of Qingbo Street stands the Ancestral Temple.

Zhao Huangting left the Ancestral Temple, but the Emperor of the Zhao family did not forget this place. He would still send people to clean it every day and light incense to keep the incense strong and not dilapidated.

Zhao Huangting looked at the Ancestral Temple, and there was a wave of fluctuation in his eyes. In fact, it had not been long since they left the Ancestral Temple.

However, for Zhao Huangting, returning here has a feeling of being separated from another world.

Su Muzhe supported him and walked to the door, opened the door and entered.

Zhao Huangting sat on the rocking chair, and the rocking chair creaked and swayed, as if singing a song of time.

Anle stood outside the door and watched for a while, then smiled.

After saying goodbye, he walked towards Taimiao Alley. It is not a spacious alley. The black eaves on both sides protrude slightly. After it rains, the rainwater will fall along the eaves, like a woven curtain of water. screen.

Wan Jieliu didn't follow him, so he went to Lin'an to enjoy himself. Since it was a rare visit to Lin'an, Wan Jieliu would not treat him badly.

However, Li Qingchuan could not leave. As Anle's Dao slave, he was a slave beside Anle and had to stay with his master.

Moreover, now Li Qingchuan has accepted his fate, and even feels that following a genius who can talk to the Holy Master, being a Taoist slave does not seem too bad. If Anle becomes the mountain master in the future, he will have to consider adding time to continue to follow him. An Le.

Therefore, Li Qingchuan, dressed in neat Taoist robes, quietly followed An Le.

Anle ignored him, pushed open the tightly closed door of the small courtyard, and stepped into the not-so-spacious courtyard.

The old locust tree still stands in the courtyard, with lush branches and leaves. With the breeze, the leaves of the locust tree are rubbed, making a sound like running water.

The two sword holes on the tree trunk are full of sword energy, lingering endlessly.

Perhaps sensing the return of peace and happiness, the old locust tree seemed to shake slightly.

Anle glanced at the old locust tree and smiled softly. In response to the old locust tree's greeting, Anle's heart moved.

The swords in the box shot out of the air one after another.

The swallows in the Qingshan Mochi return to their nests... The three swords, in the shape of a finished Chinese character, were pierced into the trunk of the old locust tree.

Qingshan and Mochi still returned to the familiar sword cave.

On the other hand, Yan Guiqiao, this first-grade sword with extremely strong sword energy, directly opened a palm-long vertical hole in the old locust tree.

In fact, Yan Guichao is a broad sword, and the sword hole cannot fit it.

The three swords were pierced into the tree, causing the leaves of the old locust tree to tremble more violently.

Anle smiled and was in a good mood.

After returning to the house, I changed into a clean white shirt, then sat in the yard under the old locust tree, closed my eyes and meditated, enjoying some rare silence.

However, within Lin'an Mansion, there were still wave after wave of mental fluctuations sweeping across.

Now that there is no cover from Zhao Huangting, these psychological spyings naturally appear in endlessly.

It's different from before. Now Anle's status in Lin'an Mansion is too special. It's impossible for no one to pry.

Of course, Anle didn't care either. He rested calmly for a moment, and his mind seemed to be immersed.

After being away from home for such a long time, there will be a period of mental fatigue and laziness after returning home.

To be honest, this feeling is quite wonderful.

After sitting on the chair for a while, Anle stood up and did not stay in the yard for long. Li Qingchuan wanted to follow, but Anle refused.

"Just stay in the yard and water the potted plants."

Anle said.

When Li Qingchuan heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head. He was a great cultivator in the Nine Realms and became a Taoist slave, and he was actually arranged to water the water...

Anle placed the sword box in the yard. When he left the yard, he only wore a Qingshan sword. He walked out of Taimiao Lane and stepped onto Qingbo Street. After walking for a while, he went straight to Yanchunli.

There are many restaurants in Yanchun, and the flags of the restaurants are fluttering in the late spring breeze.

An Le entered the tavern that he had not seen for a long time, while the proprietress was bored and calculating on the counter.

When An Le entered the tavern, the proprietress took one look and her eyes widened: "Oh, Mr. An! Everyone An!"

The landlady was overjoyed. Now in Lin'an, who doesn't know how to make everyone happy?

Anle smiled and said: "Madam boss, come to the old yellow bar."

Don't count it by the pot, just count it by the jar of unopened clay. Anle planned to have a good drink with Zhao Huangting.

"Okay! Please wait a moment, everyone."

The landlady's charm was still there, and she went to get ready while shaking her body.

After a while, he came out with two wine jars sealed with mud.

"Everyone in An will take it and drink it. Feel free to drink it. It will be a blessing for everyone in An."

The landlady also knew about Anle's deeds, and she suddenly became very proud.

Hearing this, An Le did not refuse the boss lady's kindness. He cupped his fists and bowed. After thanking him, with the help of the boss lady, he hung up the straw basket and filled the two jars of wine.

Anle carried two jars of wine and strode out of the restaurant.

The landlady walked all the way to the door, still looking forward to seeing it.

In the tavern, there was a drunkard named Mimi Huhu. Seeing Anle, he immediately asked the proprietress.

"Shopkeeper, what is the origin of this young master that makes you so happy?"

"You even let her drink for free?"

As soon as the bartender finished speaking, the landlady put her hands on her hips and glared: "Keep your mouth clean, I gave it to Mr. An personally, for free? I rushed to let him have it for free!"

"This is the An family, the leader of the civil and military departments. The An family was chased all the way out of the city by the Jinwu Guards' silver-armored guards in the imperial city of Lin'an Prefecture!"

The drinker was immediately dumbfounded.

"Then you will give him wine as well? Aren't you afraid of being targeted by the government?"

The landlady immediately became displeased: "Why don't the officers and soldiers kill the barbarian Yuanmeng if they are so capable? I'm open for business, and I give wine to whomever I like. It's not like I've committed any murder, and the government can't control it?"

"Furthermore, the fact that the An family can return to Lin'an safe and sound, and can come to buy wine from me, shows that the government has nothing to do with the An family. I don't understand this, so why don't you just drink a few more bowls of wine to get yourself drunk?" I’m looking for an excuse to cover up my stupidity!”

The surrounding drinkers burst into laughter. The one who was scolded by the landlady was not annoyed at all. He scratched his head and ordered more wine in a relaxed manner.

The landlady shook her head proudly and continued to lie back on the counter, fiddling with the abacus.

Anle never paid attention to what happened in the tavern.

After leaving the tavern, I turned around and went to Dingya Alley. At the beef shop in Dingya Alley, I cut two kilograms of beef. After paying, I walked leisurely and comfortably towards Taimiao Alley.

Although many souls were paying attention to his whereabouts, it was obvious that Anle only went to get wine and buy meat, so he didn't cause much trouble.

Anle didn't bother to pay attention and returned to Taimiao Lane.

He called out to Zhao Huangting, who was sitting in the rocking chair at the door and basking in the warm sun with Su Muzhe.

"Senior, come and drink and eat meat."

An Le showed off the two jars of old rice wine he was carrying.

Zhao Huangting's eyes suddenly lit up. He pulled Su Muzhe up and followed Anle back to the yard.

In the courtyard, Li Qingchuan put his hands behind his back, stretched his neck and stared at the old locust tree with three holes pierced by the sword, and marveled.

"This old locust tree... has been imbued with extraordinary sword energy such as Master Qingshan, Mochi, and Yan Guichao. Now I am afraid it will become a spirit."

As soon as Anle returned to the yard, he inserted the green mountain around his waist into the hole of the old locust tree.

Taking out the small table and placing warm wine and cut meat on it, Su Muzhe sat next to Zhao Huangting and faced Anle, and the three of them began to drink and eat meat.

Li Qingchuan knew that he was not qualified to get up close, and he was not interested in the mundane rice wine and beef. He continued to stare at the old locust tree, and from time to time he raised his hand to flick the sword firmly inserted in it.

The branches and leaves of the old locust tree were filled with sword energy.

Zhao Huangting drank the old rice wine comfortably, his face full of enjoyment.

After going north to fight Emperor Yuanmeng, he could still return to the small courtyard, drink wine and eat meat. It was really a pleasant feeling that moved him.

During this period, Anle asked Li Qingchuan, who was idle and teasing the old locust tree, to polish his ink and lay out the rice paper.

Li Qingchuan now knew his current status and worked very diligently.

After drinking and eating, everyone went into the house, and Anle picked up his brush and prepared to paint.

This trip to the Northland and the life-and-death pursuit on the Canglang River brought many changes to Anle's state of mind.

The most important thing is that he even met the peerless emperor from ten thousand years ago, and he had a unique imperial aura in him.

Open your eyes and start painting peacefully.

The painting is still ink bamboo, but today's ink bamboo is very different from Anle's original ink bamboo, and it contains the spirit of Anle.

The bamboos on the paper are not only arrogant, but also domineering, as if a sharp sword is unsheathed, trying to cut off the east, west, south, and north that are blowing away in the form of suffering!

Zhao Huangting stroked his beard in admiration and couldn't put it down admiring the bamboo painting made by Anle.

We are in Lin'an, at the feet of the Emperor.

Drinking wine, eating meat, painting...the years are quiet and peaceful.

There is no dust in the courtyard, and there is plenty of space in the empty room.

No more fighting, no more disputes, making Anle feel quite peaceful and enjoy it very much.

Before you know it, the stars and the moon are hanging high.

In the house, Su Muzhe accompanied Zhao Huangting to watch the paintings under the lamp.

Anle is sitting cross-legged under the old locust tree, wearing white clothes and looking up at the stars.

The leisurely years are the most addictive.

Today's Anle is not qualified to be so addicted.

He had to quickly advance his cultivation to the Sixth Realm, not only because after reaching the Sixth Realm, he could continue to climb the stone path of the green mountain and condense the golden elixir of sword intent.

It's because, after breaking through the Sixth Realm, I have enough confidence to face the upcoming battle on the Seventh Mountain.

His mind moved.

Entwined with the [War Puppet] Dao Fruit.

I have never had time to study the Tao Fruit. Today I can finally see the Tao Fruit that was transformed from the time energy extracted from Emperor Yuanmeng's body. There is something magical about it.

Of course, what Anle is looking forward to more is the battle with the young Emperor Yuan Meng.

That kind of collision with a truly top talent made him extremely emotional.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The next moment, Anle felt his mind being pulled.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself in the green grassland.

The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast.

The wind blows the grass and sees Emperor Yuan.

In the distance, the young Emperor Yuanmeng stood among the green grass, locking An Le tightly, nodding an arrow and bending the bow, and the bow was drawn to the full moon.

An Le just stabilized his body and his mind spread.

An arrow carries the majestic innate spiritual energy and mental power...

It had already penetrated his body.

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