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

At the Tianbo Water Pavilion, hazy misty rain rises from the large pool, accompanied by the gentle spring breeze, which is quite pleasant.

The storm of attack and murder at Jingjiekou has been resolved. Although the three women in the waterside pavilion have never left the house, they all know something about the situation.

Mrs. Hua is graceful and luxurious, and her beautiful face shows no trace of time, but the depth in her eyes shows her mature charm.

She looked at the young man standing in front of her with an elegant temperament, handsome features, and full of fighting spirit and fearlessness, and the admiration in the corner of her eyes became more intense.

Anle's hair was soaked by the unbridled spring rain, and it has not dried up at this moment. The wetness cannot erase his hidden fighting spirit.

Even Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin saw the difference in Anle, which was a transformation in temperament.

"You don't need to thank me. This time, you were implicated by the Lin Mansion."

Mrs. Hua looked at An Le, her red lips parted slightly, and she said seriously: "If you don't want to paint in the Lin Mansion, you can bring it up now. The ten Yuanling Tongbao and two volumes of classics can be regarded as the Lin Mansion's compensation for you."

Hearing the words, Anle shook his head: "Madam, you are serious. Since I have agreed to paint for the young masters of the Lin Mansion, I will naturally not shrink back because of a little hardship and go against my words. In that case, there will be no talk of cultivation, and my thoughts will not be the same." Accessible.”

"The kindness of giving "Five Birds Strengthening Technique" and "Sword Waterfall Picture" will be engraved in Anle's heart. The value of those two spiritual books is far beyond what a painting can match. Anle will definitely repay him in the future."

Anle also said it very seriously.

"You don't complain? If I hadn't taken action, even if you didn't die today, your Taoist heart would be dusty. You would have been late to enlightenment. If your Taoist heart was dusty, it would be even more difficult for you to practice."

When Mrs. Hua heard An Le's words, the corners of her lips curled up, she was quite satisfied, but she continued.

"Resentment, of course resentment. Although Luo Qingchen was frightened by Madam's action and even disturbed her heart, it was because of Madam's action, for the sake of the Lin Mansion's appearance. Naturally, I also blame Luo Qingchen, but this resentment, I will get it back someday.”

“A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, but he also repays evil with straightness.”

"The Lin Mansion treats me well, and I am grateful. Luo Qingchen despises me and even wants to destroy my practice. Naturally, I feel resentful."

Anle said calmly.

In the main hall of the waterside pavilion, the young man's words were sonorous, powerful and resounding.

The young man had resentment in his heart, but he didn't hide it, nor did he pretend to be generous, and just laughed it off.

Mrs. Hua smiled, her appreciation for Anle becoming more and more intense in her eyes, but as soon as she started practicing, she said that she would ask Luo Qingchen to regain her place in the future.

Very courageous and fearless.

"Do you know who Luo Qingchen is?"

Mrs. Hua herself poured a cup of tea for Anle, with a half-smile on her beautiful face.

Anle took the hot tea respectfully and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea was overwhelming, dispelling the coldness accumulated from the spring rain on his body.

"Luo Qingchen is a contemporary talent of the Luo family in Qingzhou. He entered meditation at the age of five and refined himself at the age of ten. At the age of eighteen, he gave birth to a soul in the Niwan Palace. At the age of twenty-five, he became a sitting forgetful man. His martial arts and physical training are equally impressive. At the age of twenty-six, With his innate power, he ascended to Lin'an and challenged the heroes of the world..."

"Challenge two Kyoto geniuses, win both battles, win the limelight, and even have to be personally recruited by the second master of the academy."

Mrs. Hua said lightly, describing Luo Qingchen's deeds.

Anle listened very seriously and had to say that Luo Qingchen was indeed a genius.

"However, in the third battle, he felt that he had developed enough swordsmanship, so he went to Feixuetang to challenge the legendary number one scholar Li Youan, hoping to surpass the legendary number one scholar and enter the academy with peerless appearance."

"It's a pity that Li You'an used his majestic power to defeat him with one move, and his heart was even covered in dust... He sat in stagnation and forgetfulness for more than ten years, wasting away in the academy, and was only washed away after Qin Xiang gave him the 'East China Sea Heart Cleansing Pearl' Dao Heart Dust, breaking through the fifth realm..."

Anle took a deep breath and captured a key message.

Behind Luo Qingchen, standing was Prime Minister Qin!

The Prime Minister of Zhao Dynasty was extremely powerful!

No wonder Luo Qingchen dared to attack him so brazenly at Jingjiekou. It turned out that he had the support of Prime Minister Qin behind him.

No matter how ignorant Anle is about worldly affairs, he still knows that the relationship between the Lin Mansion and Prime Minister Qin can be said to be not harmonious, and can even be said to be enmity.

"The gap between you and Luo Qingchen is huge. He is a cultivator who has transcended the five realms, and you are just a new cultivator who has just opened up your energy and blood and is in a state of concentration. Do you still have the guts to compete with him?"

Mrs. Hua asked with a chuckle.

At this question, the only sound in the waterside pavilion was the sound of spring rain and falling tiles.

Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin also looked curiously.

An Le didn't think about it for a long time, and smiled gently: "Practice, what you cultivate is to understand your thoughts. If I am timid and timid, if I don't have the courage and courage to go to Hushan, then what else am I practicing? Why should I embark on the hard road of cultivation?" "

"Besides, madam, Anle is still practicing, so she may not be able to catch up from behind. Today, madam, Luo Qingchen's Taoist heart is covered in dust. In the future, I, Anle, may be able to make Luo Qingchen's Taoist heart collapse, who knows?"

quiet!

The entire Tianbo Waterside Pavilion was extremely silent, with only the sound of boiling water boiling on the stove remaining.

After a while, Mrs. Hua covered her mouth and laughed softly. The laughter became louder and heavier.

"Yes, the young man is heroic, neither humble nor arrogant, and fearless. That's good."

"When practicing, you should have a fearless heart and be so heroic that if you pick up a sword, you would dare to go to the sky to challenge Immortal Ban." Mrs. Hua covered her mouth and patted her plump thighs with her hands, feeling very happy.

It was as if at this moment, something was revealed in my mind, and I felt a sense of relief and enlightenment as the clouds and fog were cleared away to see the clarity.

In the waterside pavilion, Anle and Lin Zhuifeng looked at each other. His words were filled with great ambitions. Is there anything funny about it?

"Okay, okay, let's go. Since you chose Lin Mansion and don't regret it, then Lin Mansion will naturally protect you. Next, in Lin'an, as long as I, Hua Jie Bingshang, am here, I will protect you every day. , so that you can practice with peace of mind.”

Mrs. Hua's smile was still there, but her words were serious.

An Le couldn't help but be moved when he heard the words. When Mrs. Hua said this, she was equivalent to being willing to be An Le's protector. An Le and Mrs. Hua only met for the second time. It's not an exaggeration to say that they met by chance, but Mrs. Hua was on his way to practice for him first. Light the green lantern and now protect him...

This kind of kindness is very heavy.

"Thank you Madam Hua, I will keep you in mind for your great kindness."

Anle bowed deeply.

Mrs. Hua nodded slightly, then spread out the Confucian books again and began to read them.

"Jiu Mei, Zhui Feng, you can take Mr. An to find the young masters. I'll read quietly for a while."

Mrs. Hua leaned on the bed again, her eyes fell on the yellowed books, and she said calmly.

An Le said goodbye and left Tianbo Water Pavilion with Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin.

The figures of Anle and others were blurred in the misty spring scenery.

Madam Hua looked away from the Confucian books and murmured softly: "Unfortunately, my days in Lin'an are numbered, how far can you go?"

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In the corridor, a spring breeze blew in, blowing the clothes of the three people flying.

"Mr. An, the fourth master has been to Lanke Temple for half a year and has not returned. Otherwise, I would let you paint for the fourth master first." Lin Zhuifeng said with a fire stick on his waist, but his eyes were looking at Anle curiously.

"Fourth Master Lin?" Anle Dian couldn't help but nodded when he heard the words.

He guessed that by painting for the young masters of the Lin family, their status would naturally go from high to low, and Fourth Master Lin should be a nobleman with the same seniority as Mrs. Hua.

In the Lin Mansion today, the person with the highest status is naturally the old lady, followed by Mrs. Hua and Fourth Master Lin.

"The fourth master has a special status... Mr. An should be more careful if he paints for the fourth master."

Lin Zhuifeng thought for a while and reminded.

Anle was stunned for a moment, but there was a look of confusion on his face.

Lin Qingyin came to learn painting. Seeing that Anle seemed a little confused, she explained: "The fourth uncle led his army to fight against the Golden Wolf Army of the Yuanmeng Empire. He was defeated and captured, and was under house arrest in the Yuanmeng Empire for a period of one year... ...changed his name, took the surname Lin Yimu, called Qingfeng, married a princess of the Yuanmeng Empire, and now returns to Lin'an, naturally he will be gossiped about..."

Anle was also surprised when he heard this.

Being captured by the Yuanmeng Empire, he actually married a princess and returned to Lin'an. This is...a bit of a show.

Anle was somewhat interested in this Fourth Master Lin.

Being able to marry a princess as a prisoner in the imperial camp, and return to Zhao safely... This is what is so powerful, there must be something special about it.

The three of them walked out of the corridor and held up oil-paper umbrellas.

"Let's go to the martial arts hall. The young masters should be practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall at the moment." Lin Zhuifeng said.

However, the three of them quickly stopped walking, holding umbrellas and looking into the distance.

There, in the hazy rain, a thin figure wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat walked slowly.

Raindrops intertwined on the edge of the bamboo hat and formed a curtain of beads falling down.

The figure had a hatchet slung around his waist. The blade and handle were stained with raindrops. He was wearing a pair of muddy straw sandals. When he stepped on the ground, there was mud washed away by the rain.

Click, click...

The sound of straw sandals being lifted up and stepped down, lifted up and stepped down again, echoed throughout, and the air seemed to become depressed and heavy.

Lin Qingyin's face turned slightly pale, and she felt as if she had been caught saying bad things. She looked at the figure and couldn't help but pursed her lips.

"Four...fourth uncle..."

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