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

Chapter 73 Amidst the sound of running water, the young man is busy riding the waves and slaying the dragon [First order requested! 】

Lin Mansion, Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

In the large pond, the spring rain fell, making circles, and accompanied by the cold spring breeze, it caused a bit of chill.

Mrs. Hua returned to the Lin Mansion, lying on her side on the couch to rest. Xi Xiang held a candle lamp on one side. The long light illuminated the scenery in the main hall of the water pavilion, allowing Mrs. Hua to quietly read through the great Confucian book "On Demons" in her hand. .

Suddenly, Mrs. Hua's long eyelashes quivered, and she raised her eyes to look outside the waterside pavilion, looking at the billions of spring rain falling from the sky, with a hint of surprise on her delicate face.

"Wang Qinhe from the Duke's Palace, is he challenging Anle with the Dragon's Back Sword?"

Mrs. Hua murmured, indeed a little surprised and stunned.

If she remembers correctly, Anle Body Training's cultivation is two realms behind Wang Qinhe. Is it possible that Anle Body Training has successfully broken through to the third realm in the past few days? Condensed the inner elixir? !

The speed is really amazing.

Mrs. Hua's eyes showed interest, she got up from the couch, put on her thin shirt, and walked to the corridor.

Suddenly, in Qingfeng Garden, a figure wearing a bamboo hat on his head and a hatchet on his waist strolled over.

"Sister-in-law, this is the little holy list released by the First Mountain White Crane."

Fourth Master Lin handed the yellow book in his hand to Mrs. Hua.

Mrs. Hua flipped through the pages, her eyes filled with smiles.

"Yes, the first time I stepped into the third realm of body training, I was promoted on the Little Saint Ranking. It is obvious that the inner elixir condensed by Anle is of excellent quality."

"The battle on the Little Saint List is quite eye-catching. Let's go and have a look."

Mrs. Hua smiled.

When Fourth Master Lin thought of An Le, a smile appeared on his cold and handsome face.

Both of them looked towards the West Lake, and their souls jumped out.

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The sixth mountain.

A pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Li Youan and the Sixth Mountain Master were talking hand in hand. The two had been talking for many days, but they were good friends. Li Youan returned to Lin'an this time, so he was a close friend of the Sixth Mountain Master.

"That young man has risen to the top of the Little Saint Ranking and is facing his first challenge. If he can win, he will truly become famous in Lin'an from today on, just like Luo Qingchen back then."

Li Youan chuckled and dropped Bai Zi.

The Master of the Sixth Mountain stared at the chess game with great seriousness. Compared with the legendary number one champion Li Youan, his chess ability was far behind, so he had to work hard for every chess game.

However, he didn't take Li Youan's words seriously: "That young man will definitely win."

"Oh? Why is the mountain master so sure?" Li Youan said with a smile.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain did not even raise his head, but showed full confidence: "Only because of him, he got the ink pond from me."

Li Youan shook his head when he heard this. The master of the sixth mountain was still as boastful as ever.

The two of them were silent. During the break, their minds were focused on looking at the West Lake in the distance.

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At this moment, figures have already appeared around the West Lake.

Standing in the spring rain, looking at the Battle of Xiaoshengbang on the West Lake.

Even though it was only a battle between the bottom two on the Little Saint Ranking, that young man had just made it to the Little Saint Ranking, causing the ranking to change and attracting the attention of countless people.

Many people also want to see what the young man here is capable of, and with his body-building cultivation that is one step behind, he can surpass Wang Qinhe.

Two sisters, Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping, stand on the bank of the West Lake embankment holding umbrellas.

Zhong Shunchao carried a black iron bow on his back with a solemn expression. Not far away from him was Ye Chong of the Ye family.

Zhao Xianyou was sitting on a tree in the mountains beside the West Lake. The spring breeze and rain did not hit him, and he was free from the worldly world.

Qin Qianqiu walked out of the carriage with a cold face, stood quietly on the white jade embankment, and watched the battle in the lake.

Fairy Yunrou rode a small boat and watched the battle on the lake quietly and curiously.

This battle started from the moment when Wang Qinhe was unable to calm down and exuded majestic fighting spirit, which attracted the attention of all parties. Many geniuses on the Little Saint List released their minds to quietly watch the battle.

In the darkness, there were more powerful minds watching the battle.

A battle breaks out on the lake. Wang Qinhe approaches An Le with a knife, trying to suppress him with his forged body, which is a level higher than that of An Le.

However, everyone saw the West Lake on a rainy night.

The evil spirit is raging, and the phantom of an ancient ferocious demon tiger appears, entrenching the great lake and roaring into the stars.

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The great lake exploded with billowing waves of white water.

The water rafts running rapidly from the Wangqin River are just in series to form a whole.

The lake water turned a little bloody, and Wang Qinhe, who was thrown into the lake, fell into a bit of confusion. The five ancient demons...he learned about it for the first time.

He knew that the body-building method practiced by Anle was the "Five-Animal Body-Building Technique", which was of good quality, but not top-notch.

However, the power of body training displayed by Anle at this moment seemed to be practicing the Tongkui method!

"That day... the one who caused Wu Kuishi to release his energy and blood in the Martial Temple... was you!"

Wang Qinhe had a guess in his mind and opened his eyes in the lake.

A crisis suddenly came to mind!

But the lake water was suddenly cut open silently, as if a drop of ink was scattered, causing a sharp cut!

Poof!

Wang Qinhe twisted his body, but his hair was still cut off a little, but the silent Mo sword came back again!

In the lake, Wang Qinhe stared angrily, naturally unwilling to be so passive. After all, he had forged his body to understand the mysticism of the four realms and endured the Anle Ancient Demon Tiger Style, but he was still able to fight.

The inner alchemy was running, a mysterious meaning burst out, his legs kicked out of the lake, and the water flow exploded!

The Dragon's Back Sword was swung out in his hand, and the water flow that exploded was suddenly enveloped by the sword's energy, like a white dragon emerging from the water, rushing towards Anle!

Anle is a click away.

The sword chanted crisply, as if ink was splashing in front of him, and the sword energy produced a strange phenomenon. Ink bamboos rose up from the ground and stood proudly. Wang Qinhe's move was blocked completely.

His cold eyes looked at Wang Qinhe through the ink bamboo and spring rain, without much emotion.

If Anle remembers it well, this Wang Qinhe... seems to have been standing with Qin Qianqiu back then, right?

For Qin Qianqiu, Anle naturally disliked him. The other party threatened Zhushan to kill him, which made him even more disgusted. Therefore, he also lost the slightest favorable impression of Wang Qinhe and showed no mercy.

In this battle, Anle wanted to nourish his own pride and did not want to procrastinate.

After all, there are still old friends in the courtyard waiting for him to return home.

With a push of five fingers, the ink pool flew out silently. The speed was extremely fast, and the refined and refined mind was displayed at this moment!

Then, the demonic energy surged in the body again, and the energy and blood were like thunder. With one step, the ancient demonic deer had a hazy vision.

Peace and happiness swept away in an instant, and a white horse appeared on the lake.

Wang Qinhe, who had just stepped out of the lake, pushed the Dragon's Back Sword in his hand, and his martial arts realm of understanding the mysticism was clearly revealed at this moment.

By forging his body to gain access to the mysteries, his energy, blood, strength, and explosion are all stronger than Anle!

Even if Anle's body-building method is of higher quality than his, Wang Qinhe still has a chance!

"Dragon rage!"

The dragon's spine sword light is like an angry dragon, and the mysterious meaning of the dragon blooms at this moment.

Anle suddenly seemed to see a dragon roaring angrily at him.

But Anle's mind is so tenacious, the sword between his eyebrows is clanging, and his eyes are clear.

Using the ancient demon deer style to close the distance, An Le's demonic face was extremely cold, and the green mountains around his waist floated away, spinning at high speed.

The green mountains are by the side, facing the sword-qi dragon.

At this moment, the young man felt a hint of heroic spirit. He bathed and added to his body. In the Dao Fruit [Heroic Induction], strands of heroic spirit intertwined with his body.

A palm penetrated the hilt of the Qingshan sword, and the Qingshan swept out. In an instant, it was like a long rainbow, penetrating through the Wang Qin River to create a sword dragon with Xuanwu intention!

Ride the waves and kill the dragon!

"You dare to kill my dragon with a tattered bamboo sword!"

Wang Qinhe spoke coldly, with the Dragon's Back Sword in his hand shining brightly, he swung it up without hesitation and struck at the bamboo sword that penetrated the dragon's sword energy.

He doesn't recognize Qingshan, so he is naturally fearless!

However, some of the many strong men watching the battle seemed to recognize the sword, and their energy was shocked. Then they looked at Wang Qinhe who was swinging the sword towards the green mountain and lamented.

When the sword chopped through the green mountains, Wang Qinhe felt that what he was chopping was not a yellowed and tattered bamboo sword, but a mountain that was crushing him.

The Dragon's Back Sword whined, and the long blade cracked open a small hole, and flew out.

The Qingshan Collapse Sword's power remained unabated and penetrated Wang Qinhe's chest directly, creating a big hole and spreading blood and flesh!

At the same time, Anle approached like an ancient demon ape.

The demon tiger roars, the demon ape neighs, the ferocious roar...

The majestic physique tempered by the five ancient demons launched an attack, falling on Wang Qinhe like a violent wind and rain.

Wang Qinhe's body was beaten so hard that he couldn't even fall.

The spring rain falls.

The boy on the lake beats people like hanging paintings.

The sword furnace between the eyebrows is clanging, and the sword energy surges from the ground all over the body. Under the control of the otherworldly mind, every drop of water that explodes in the lake and every spring rain that falls from the sky is infected with the sword energy at this moment, like a sword waterfall. !

The sword energy of all things in the world is close!

With five fingers clenched, countless sword energy cuts.

Wang Qinhe was instantly overwhelmed by the sword energy at this moment, and with a bang, a ball of blood mist exploded in the air!

The old man said that challenges should be treated as life-and-death fights, and Anle would naturally be merciless.

After this move, the suspense has been eliminated.

A ball of white light suddenly flashed in the air, and the small holy order held by Wang Qinhe emitted light, as if going back in time to eliminate his injuries.

And the Wangqin River fell on the lake, floating, looking at the sky in confusion.

He suddenly understood why Luo Qingchen's Taoist heart was so fragile...

It turns out that the feeling of being crushed by someone is really... uncomfortable.

In this battle, after he made a mistake at the beginning and was bombarded by the Five Birds of Anle Ancient Demon, he was completely at a disadvantage. Even if he kept counterattacking, it was just a struggle at the end of the road.

That young man suppressed him from beginning to end.

The spring rain fell, and the surface of the West Lake suddenly became quiet.

Mochi and Qingshan swept around the young man's body, and were worn on the waist by a young man in green clothes. His energy and blood converged, and the ancient demon vision had long been eliminated, and he regained his handsome young posture.

Without looking at Wang Qinhe, who was lying on the lake doubting his life, Anle left the lake on foot, stepped onto the long embankment, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella.

The qi and blood in the body are circulating, evaporating the water droplets, and holding up the oil-paper umbrella.

The young man wore two swords on his waist and strolled away under the gaze of countless minds and eyes.

Spring is full of mist and ripples, and willows are blowing on the bank.

Amid the sound of running water, there is nothing to do but a pot of rice wine and a stove of incense.

A battle on the Little Saint List seemed to the young man to be just a casual affair.

The standing water splashed two feet under his feet. The young man in green clothes was wearing a sword.

Chic.

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By the West Lake.

Ye Wenxi showed a virtuous smile, and vaguely seemed to see the young man like an awakened tiger, heading towards the top three of the Little Saint List step by step.

"So chic." Ye Yinping pursed his lips, looking at the young man's undressed state, feeling inexplicably infected by Lin Zhuifeng.

"This Wang Qinhe is so weak. A crushing match is completely boring. I thought there would be an even battle." Ye Yinping curled his lips after being infatuated for a while.

"Mr. An is a bit stronger. He fights across borders and wins with a crushing attitude. It's surprising but not surprising."

Ye Wenxi held an umbrella and took his sister towards Ye Mansion.

"Because this is the difference between a genius who obtains the Little Holy Order by himself and a genius who obtains the Little Holy Order through the power of his family."

"Like cloud mud."

"Sister, do you think Wang Qinhe will be as dusty as Luo Qingchen?"

"Probably not. After all, Wang Qinhe came to challenge Anle himself, but he was just unwilling to give up. In fact... he didn't have the belief that he would win. It should be okay to lose. Besides, Luo Qingchen is so stupid. Daoxin... is rare."

"Then let me challenge Wang Qinhe too?"

"We want ladies, don't bully others."

"oh."

The sound of the two women communicating was gradually washed away by the sound of spring rain.

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The rain fell on the roof of the car, causing mist to burst out.

Qin Qianqiu looked at Wang Qinhe who was crushed and defeated with a cold face, and there was a feeling of depression in his heart.

Seeing how proud the young man was, he felt so depressed. He couldn't help but think of that day when he asked Zhushan to kill Anle, but in the end he was beaten up by Luo Qingchen.

The memory of that day is deeply rooted in my bones, and the humiliation of that night is engraved in my heart.

He wants to liquidate Luo Qingchen, and he also doesn't like the young man Anle!

"Is this the young man who provoked Wu Kuishi to burst out with energy and blood that day in the Martial Temple?"

"The demonic aura is soaring to the sky. This body-building method has something to do with demons?"

Qin Qianqiu thought coldly for a moment, and then got into the car.

The wheels crushed the water on the ground, and Wang Qinhe, who was floating on the water of the West Lake and doubting life, was not waiting.

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Lin Mansion, in the Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

With her mind returning, Mrs. Hua and Fourth Master Lin looked at each other and smiled, with relief appearing on their faces.

"The Five Ancient Demons and Animals deduced from the Wu Kui Stone and with the help of the will of Wu Kui of past dynasties, seems to be of higher quality than I imagined. The young man will have a chance..."

Mrs. Hua smiled.

Fourth Master Lin touched the hatchet on his waist and praised: "This boy is a genius and has a promising future."

"The more talented someone is, the less likely he is to be involved in this incident."

Mrs. Hua said softly: "But it's fortunate that the old man is protecting him, and the turmoil will naturally not affect him."

Fourth Master Lin stroked the hatchet and nodded.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at the dripping Tianbo Tower with octagonal double eaves in the distance.

Vaguely, the old figure of Mrs. Yu, leaning on a dragon-head crutch, could be seen upstairs in Tianbo, waving to them.

The two looked at each other, left the waterside pavilion one after another, and climbed to the Tianbo Tower.

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In Taimiao Lane, spring water drips from the eaves.

Anle's heart was full of pride, and the battle had nourished his pride, which made his state of mind undergo a remarkable transformation.

Although Anle was very confident in the past, he lacked the arrogance and domineering that a genius should have. However, this battle gave him a new sense of arrogance and a new look.

Stroll through the long and lonely rain lane.

In the small courtyard, the lights are dim.

Under the courtyard, the old man was holding a lamp and burning warm old rice wine, which was emitting a strong fragrance.

Wearing green clothes and a green mountain, carrying the heroic spirit of a few days...

Looking at the young man returning from a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, the old man stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes blurred in the dim light.

It's as if I saw my young self walking through the years.

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