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

In the side room, the maid of Lin Mansion had prepared clean clothes for Anle early.

Originally, the maid wanted to change clothes for Anle, but Anle refused. The room fell into silence, and the sound of raindrops outside the window was melodious, making the room even quieter.

Anle was sitting on a chair with a calm face. This time he was attacked at Jingjiekou, which was somewhat beyond his expectation, but it was not that difficult to accept.

Lin'an Prefecture, as the capital of the current Zhao Dynasty, has intertwined forces, numerous nobles, various entanglements, and various internal affairs like a wide net, making it difficult to capture the source.

"The person who sent people to attack me today was the painter Liu Qingyan. But since I have to enter the Lin Mansion, I have an identity, plus I am famous for being a civil servant. How dare Liu Qingyan attack me?"

"So, there is someone behind Liu Qingyan, and that person is Luo Qingchen who was in the carriage today?"

Anle poured herself a glass of water and drank it thoughtfully.

Luo Qingchen originally wanted Liu Qingyan to work as a painter in the Lin Mansion... but was he intercepted by An Le?

There might be some forces standing behind Luo Qingchen, and their target... is the Lin Mansion.

But since they dared to attack him directly at Jingjiekou, the relationship between that force and the Lin Mansion must be bad, or even rebellious.

This was a dispute among nobles, and his happiness was inexplicably affected like a mayfly accidentally involved.

Anle frowned and slowly figured out a line in his mind. The whole story of some things was vaguely captured.

Slender fingers with distinct joints were pressed lightly against the table. In the dark side room, Anle slowly exhaled.

His mind moved.

The light curtain emerged.

…

[Name: Anle]

[Year Qi: 6 wisps]

[The Fruit of Time: Cultivation Genius (3/10), Sword Dancer (0/10)]

[Mastering the skills: "Sword Waterfall Picture" (0 threads), "Inducing Qi and Breathing Technique" (1 thread)]

[Skills mastered: "Five Birds Strengthening Skill" (0 rays), "Zhao Zu Changquan (Remnant)" (1 ray)]

…

The age energy now accumulated to six strands, four strands were drawn from Luo Qingchen and his coachman, and two more strands were drawn from Lin Zhuifeng just now.

Today's Anle can truly feel the gap between him and a strong practitioner. However, Anle is not depressed or despairing, but has fighting spirit emerging.

Just as Luo Qingchen said, there is a tiger in the young man's chest, and that tiger... is Anle's ambition to become powerful.

The energy of time is the source of peace and happiness.

He closed his eyes and began to distribute the energy of time, but his mind just moved.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light surged past in front of his eyes, and the aura of golden years entangled like an incense stick, curling up and burning.

Anle couldn't help but be a little surprised. She never thought that she would get a hint of the golden age.

The space in front of him rippled like water waves, and a picture appeared.

…

It's covered in heavy snow and white snow.

A figure in white came wading through the heavy snow, carrying a long and narrow yellow pear wooden box, walking on flat ground without leaving a trace in the snow.

This figure was none other than Luo Qingchen.

Opposite Luo Qingchen, there was a thatched cottage. The roof was covered with heavy snow and seemed about to collapse under the weight.

In the thatched cottage, a handsome young man could be seen sitting quietly. Water was boiling in the stove, steam was rolling from the stove mouth, and a few tea leaves were floating up and down in the boiling water.

"Luo Qingchen from Qingzhou came to Lin'an to challenge the world's heroes to cultivate his sword spirit. He has won three battles so far. His sword spirit is so strong that he dares to come and learn the depth of the number one scholar."

Luo Qingchen, dressed in white and dressed in snow, bowed slightly and said with an ethereal voice, filled with supreme arrogance and fighting spirit.

On this day, Luo Qingchen was as high-spirited and dazzling as a dragon emerging from the abyss.

The sound shook a few flakes of snow off the roof of the thatched cottage, causing a rustling sound like the brushing of leaves in a sea of ​​bamboo.

In the thatched cottage, the handsome man turned his face slightly. Although he was dressed in cloth, he showed a noble look. He glanced at Luo Qingchen and shook his head: "Your sword intention is not enough."

"How can you know if you don't try?"

Luo Qingchen sat upright on the snow, like a floating cloud, took off the yellow pear wood sword box on his back, and placed it across his cross-legged legs, as if playing a guqin.

Opening the gold-forged lock, the wooden box was opened. Inside the box lay a small, palm-long sword, with six handles in total, three in silver and three in gray.

In the thatched cottage, the handsome man ignored Luo Qingchen, boiled the water in the stove, poured it into a bowl, and started making tea.

The color of yellow pistils is fried, and the bowl is turned into dust flowers.

The man looked at the tea leaves blooming like flowers in the bowl of water, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

Outside the thatched cottage, among the snow.

Luo Qingchen, who was dressed in pure white and blended in with the snowy scene, saw that the man ignored her and took the initiative to take action. His mind blossomed and he blew out a wisp of air. In an instant, the small sword in the box rose in the wind like a dandelion.

Take another breath and exhale like sword energy.

Six small swords arced across the air and shot out, leaving traces on the white snow. With a murderous intent, carrying the coldness of the snowy day, they galloped towards the common man drinking tea in the thatched cottage.

The first move was a thunderous strike, which was Luo Qingchen's most proud move.

The silver sword is the main attack, while the gray sword is hidden, seemingly disappearing into the sky and earth, melting into the shadows.

Blow away the heat from the bowl and take a sip of tea.

Facing the six small swords that were flying towards them, the man in cloth finally looked sideways and shook his head slightly.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed it with five fingers.

The six small swords were captured by the clothed man in an understatement and placed lightly on the table.

The man in commoner clothes slowly stood up and walked outside the thatched cottage.

Looking at Luo Qingchen who was sitting in the snow, full of disbelief, his face was expressionless.

Then, the man raised his hand again, palm upward, and pressed down again.

Instantly.

Luo Qingchen felt the majestic power of his mind, like a mountain falling down.

That hand seemed to break his spine, make him bend over, make him surrender...

Luo Qingchen's sword spirit was strong, but under the terrifying pressure, he was still lying on the snow, his sword broken and his spirit covered in dust.

Snowflakes exploded from all around him and fell from the sky, like a heavy snowfall.

The man in the thatched cottage stopped, dusted off his clothes, and sat down again to drink tea.

Snowflakes were falling outside the hall.

Luo Qingchen was left alone, his sad sobs lingering in the snow. He didn't know whether it was because his Taoist heart was dusty, or because his six swords were buckled.

…

The picture gradually dissipated, the blue light disappeared, and Anle came back to his senses.

It was still quiet inside the wing, and the spring rain was pattering outside the window.

Exhaling a turbid breath, Anle didn't expect that this touch of age could actually hide such a secret.

"This Luo Qingchen failed to challenge the common man. He was oppressed by force and deceived his Taoist heart... Therefore, earlier in the quiet streets and alleys, he also wanted to use force to oppress me and make me bend down."

An Le thought about it, this Luo Qingchen... he had to endure what he had endured, and he had to endure it as well... he must have suffered a psychological distortion.

However, Luo Qingchen was bullied by Madam Hua again today, and her heart was probably becoming more distorted.

Shaking his head, this age-related anger was obviously not due to pride, but more to loneliness, which left a very deep impression on Luo Qingchen.

Therefore, it was photographed by the energy of time.

In front of my eyes, small blue characters appeared.

[Obtain the Fruit of Time: Fearless Heart]

[Note: Fearless mind (Tao fruit): With a fearless mind in the body, when there is fearless energy, an unbroken backbone, and an unstoppable way to overcome disasters, one can become fearless and nourish one's cultivation]

A wisp of golden age, condensed into a fearless heart!

His eyes flashed slightly, and a touch of joy emerged in his heart. Watching Luo Qingchen's spine was crushed, and his Taoist heart was dusty. Instead, he condensed a fearless heart. This Taoist fruit condensed, and the angle was strange... Killing people and punishing the heart? !

If Luo Qingchen knew about it, he might be so angry that it would be difficult for him to think clearly.

Anle studied carefully and found that this time's time path fruit was somewhat different from other ones, and it seemed that it could not bless the time energy.

However, the effect of Dao Fruit's fearless heart is extremely good. With fearless heart, when there is fearless energy and fearless heart, the young man's spine is like a pillar of heaven. No matter how great the pressure is, it cannot be crushed, and it can be cut through. Disasters can strengthen your fearlessness, feed back your cultivation, and improve your cultivation!

"In this way, Luo Qingchen's oppression of me today will be a stepping stone in my heart. In the future, if I defeat him, bully him, and kill him, I can strengthen my fearlessness and improve my cultivation..."

Peaceful and thoughtful.

After becoming stronger, he had greater determination and will to defeat Luo Qingchen.

Close your eyes and continue to study the Qi of Time. One wisp of Qi of Time turns into Tao Fruit, but the remaining five wisps are no longer the Qi of Golden Time. Therefore, Anle is all blessed on the Tao Fruit [Practice Genius], and the blessed Qi of Time is improved. Arrived at eight wisps.

I vaguely feel that my mind seems to be clearer, and my understanding of the Sword Waterfall Picture has become much deeper.

It is obviously a change after receiving blessings from practicing genius.

After doing all this, Anle changed into clean clothes, her hair was slightly moisturized, her complexion was as jade, and she left the wing.

The pretty maid had been waiting outside the wing for a long time. When she saw the handsome Anle coming out, she looked shy and carefully led the way ahead, leading Anle to Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

The spring rain over the water pavilion has resumed, falling into the large pond, making ripples in circles.

In the main hall, Mrs. Hua was sitting and reading, while Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng were eating pastries.

Anle stepped into the main hall, bowed to Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng and said hello, and by the way got two wisps of time energy from Lin Qingyin.

The age energy wrapped around Lin Qingyin's body is not as good as that of Lin Zhuifeng, but there are still eight strands.

"Anle has met Madam Hua, thank you Madam Hua for your help."

Anle clasped his fists and bowed, sincerely grateful.

Mrs. Hua put down the Confucian book in her hand and her eyes fell on Anle. At this sight, she couldn't help but be slightly startled.

I thought Anle would feel depressed and have low fighting spirit due to being oppressed by Luo Qingchen, so I was planning to call him to give him a few words of encouragement to cheer him up.

But I never thought that there was no trace of decadence and loss in the young man.

Even, after transformation, his eyes are bright, his waist is as straight as a pillar of heaven, and his courage is as strong as a bell!

There is even more of a sense of fearlessness!

The hidden-edged sword is as sharp as a peerless swordsman. Although it has not yet been unsheathed, once it is unsheathed, no matter whether it is a huge wave or a black cloud overwhelming the city, it can be cut with one sword!

The young man has a tiger in his chest and a fearless heart!

Mrs. Hua's eyes flashed with surprise, this young man might be a treasure.

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