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

In the spring of March, it was cloudy for ninety days in a row.

A spring rain fell after the misty evening clouds, making the whole West Lake show a very different scenery from that on a sunny day.

At this moment, the spring rain seemed to be stopped for a moment.

Many people looked at the West Lake, looking at the endless white jade long embankment stretching along the side of the West Lake. On the long embankment, a white momentum rushed up, like a mighty white python, with a hidden dragon posture, roaring at the world.

However, what was more shocking and dazzling was the extremely dazzling red on the white embankment.

Many literati and scholars looked pale with a little fear at the An family who cut off the head of the monk in dark blue monk's robes with a sword, and then stepped on a black long sword and soared up, like a peerless sword fairy flying into the sky with a sword!

From the moment the carriage stopped, the monk got off the carriage and launched a murderous attack, to being killed by Anle and having his head chopped off, everything happened in a flash.

That was a fight between practitioners, and it was so fast that many people did not react, and could not even see the details of the fight.

But many literati knew that Anle won, and cut off the monk's head with a sword, which established the victory.

But many literati also thought that this was killing...

The An family killed people!

Many people admire and respect the An family, who is now famous, but once it involves killing, and killing in such a public place, many literati also have some taboos in their hearts.

They don't know about the Jianghu vendetta, they only know that if a celebrity like the An family kills people in Lin'an Prefecture, maybe his future will be ruined.

On the flower boat in the center of West Lake, Fairy Yunrou stood with her guqin on her back. She looked at the battle on the long embankment, and her heart couldn't help but surge.

Monk Fakong was a cultivator of the fifth realm of body forging. He had mastered the profound meaning and stepped into the innate realm. His strength was blessed by the innate realm, and he was unparalleled in strength, with an endless breath and extremely domineering.

However, he was killed by Anle in a fair fight!

Fairy Yunrou, who witnessed this battle with her own eyes, knew very well how domineering Anle's fighting strength was. His amazing sword skills, coupled with the blessing of the Haoran sword energy, and the last... playing the sword like playing the piano.

He almost seized the opportunity in an instant, and used the thundering skills to expand this opportunity and turn it into a winning advantage.

"Killing people with music... Master An also understands the way of music?"

Fairy Yunrou's eyes sparkled.

As a master of the piano, she naturally saw that Anle's final breakthrough point to change the situation was to play the sword with his soul, turning the sword chant of the ink pool into a killing sound wave, just like the black gunpowder buried detonated and exploded.

Although Monk Fakong had a fifth-level physical body, he still couldn't defend against this sudden explosion, so he was exploded three times in a row, directly exploding his palm, arm, and half of his physical body.

At this point, the situation was over. Even though Monk Fakong had forged his body into the fifth level, his half-body was blown up, and his combat power naturally dropped greatly. There was no doubt that he was killed by Anle.

This battle was too exciting. The game between the two sides' techniques, the confrontation between the souls, or the hiding of the trump cards, all made people feel very happy.

After Anle killed Monk Fakong in one battle, a majestic invincible force suddenly emerged from his body. He forged his inner elixir in the third level and killed the innate in the fifth level!

What a hearty victory, what a heroic counterattack!

For Anle, who cultivated his invincible force, the victory of this battle will definitely bring great cohesion and improvement to his invincible force!

However, what puzzled Fairy Yunrou was...

Stepping on the ink pool, flying into the air with a sword, holding a blood-stained green mountain in his hand, his white robe and wide sleeves fluttering, he headed towards the hexagonal double-eaved pagoda, Wanghu Tower. What exactly was Master An going to do?

Not only was she puzzled, many practitioners and literati who watched the battle on the long embankment were puzzled.

Some people thought that Anle was going to flee for fear of crime, while others thought that Anle was going to surrender.

But some people felt that the murderous aura on Anle's body was condensed, as if he wanted to... continue killing people!

Anle, you want to kill more!

Who is he going to kill? !

On the Wanghu Tower... there is someone Anle wants to kill!

The spring rain was fine, and the whole Lin'an seemed to be shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere. Ripples appeared on the West Lake, and the bloody smell spread like a large net, filling this beautiful place.

Anle stepped on the ink pool and flew up with a sword. This was his first time flying a sword. When he reached the transcendental realm, his mind could be released and he could fly with a sword.

But he had never tried or practiced this technique before, as he was in Lin'an Prefecture.

Today, Anle killed Monk Fakong, and his spirit surged, and he was invincible. His whole spirit was extremely high at this moment.

With flying hair and fluttering white clothes, his handsome and enchanting face faced the spring rain. The blood rolling in his body evaporated the spring rain, forming a misty fog that covered his body.

Anle stared at Wanghu Tower, where he saw a familiar figure leaning against the railing.

It seemed that scenes flashed before his eyes.

When he first met Qin Qianqiu, he sat high in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and his eyes were high and mighty, as if he was looking down at an ant that was crawling hard on the ground but showed some talent. He recruited with disdain and charity.

Later, Qin Qianqiu coerced Zhushan to kill him, forcing Zhushan to risk his life to kill Anle, and even prepared to exchange his life with Anle.

At that time, Qin Qianqiu still regarded An Le as an ant that could be wiped away easily. However, due to the rules of the Lin Mansion, he had to let small people like Zhu Shan kill him. However, Qin Qianqiu did not take An Le into consideration. An Le will surely die under his plan.

Then came the imperial examination fraud case. Qin Qianqiu wanted Anle to be ruined, and there was no possibility of him getting up again. He became a joke in Lin'an Mansion. In the end, he would hand over a sword at the right time when Anle fell to the bottom. , ending a peaceful life.

But when all this failed, Qin Qianqiu arranged another method. This time, he invited a demon subduing master, a genius demon subduing master in the fifth level of body training.

He wants to break Anle's invincible power, cut off Anle's legendary road, damage Anle's spirit, make the future dull, and make Anle irreversible.

A person from the fifth realm of body forging came to kill the third realm of body forging. It seemed like a sure thing.

Qin Qianqiu really hated Anle.

Scene after scene passed before Anle's eyes. Anle stepped on the ink pond, holding the sword on the green mountain, already rising into the air.

In every encounter, if Anle is not careful, he will never recover, or he will be completely hit the bottom.

But Qin Qianqiu didn't need to pay any price.

Again and again, never again!

Those who kill must pay the price!

If there is no cost, it will only encourage the other party's arrogance and sprinkle dust on your own heart.

An Le stepped on the sword in the sky above the West Lake, and the murderous intention in his heart gradually condensed, with invincible power, awe-inspiring sword energy and murderous intention...

The intertwined wind and waves caused the spring rain falling from the sky to tilt in the direction.

The sword energy filled the air, rising higher and higher, and the green mountain in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a low sword chant that was completely different from Mo Chi.

Qingshan is a bamboo sword, and the sound of the sword's chant is low, like the sound of silk and bamboo. The bamboo sword should be silent, but the trembling sword chant at this moment means that Qingshan feels Anle's state of mind, understands Anle's murderous intention, and chants for it.

The murderous aura flows like a river, and the green mountains cannot cover it!

The ink pool shook, shattering the raindrops all over the sky, as if tearing apart the rain curtain. Anle's wide sleeves in white clothes were full of spring breeze and murderous intent, and he passed by with his sword, speeding towards the lake-viewing tower.

Getting closer, getting closer!

Qingshan Sword pointed at Qin Qianqiu, who was full of disbelief in the Lakeview Tower.

The cold light of a sword rises, and murderous intent fills the universe!

A gentleman repays grievances directly!

Today, let’s show off that young man’s spirit!

…

…

Looking upstairs at the lake.

There was silence. Qin Qianqiu leaned on the railing, holding the lacquered wooden handguard of the railing tightly with both hands. He pinched the handguard out of the dent.

There was disbelief, madness, and anger in his eyes!

"Why?! Why can't this kill him?!"

"Fakong is in the fifth realm of body forging, and he has given birth to a breath of innate energy. His power is unparalleled, and his combat power far exceeds that of the third realm. But why did he still lose!"

"Why is this boy's fate so important!"

Qin Qianqiu was furious. The spring rain poured in and sprinkled on the lacquered wood handguard, making the handguard soaked all of a sudden. As Qin Qianqiu slapped it angrily, a mist of water rose up.

He stayed at Wanghu Tower and chose a place with a perfect location, just to enjoy a peaceful death as if he were enjoying the spring rain scene of the West Lake!

In his opinion, it was impossible for Monk Fakong, the demon subduing master, to be invited at a huge price of one thousand Yuanling Tongbao and three Demonic Spirit Pills, and he could not lose!

Monk Fakong is definitely not a weakling. He has the inheritance of Lianhua Temple and is one of the disciples of the holy monk Duhai of Lianhua Temple. The methods he practices are all top-notch, which is absolutely different from Ximen Qiuhua of Linhua Pavilion!

But he was still defeated, and even died extremely miserably. His body was exploded and his body was not intact.

As for making a fuss about Anle's killing of monk Fakong in the street?

It's useless at all. Let's not say that Monk Kong himself is unclean. Anle alone is invincible. Anyone who comes to challenge him at this time must be prepared to die.

Back when the legendary champion Li Youan was gathering invincible power and creating a legend, some people refused to accept it and came to fight, but they also ended up dead.

In that battle, many practitioners who refused to accept died.

In the end, Li Youan became the legendary champion!

Therefore, it is difficult to use the death of monk Fakong to arrange happiness.

There is also the Lin Mansion behind An Le. It is basically impossible to drag An Le into jail on such a charge.

Therefore, Qin Qianqiu was a little frustrated.

Facing the real genius, he felt quite powerless. Such a genius had never been on his side, and he had not crushed him to death as early as possible. Now he had to spend a thousand times the price to deal with him.

Suddenly, Qin Qianqiu felt a sharpness in the air. His eyes couldn't help but shrink. He raised his head and saw the figure in white who was wielding a sword.

Peace!

he came!

Coming with a sword!

Qin Qianqiu was horrified. The shadow in his mind that was cut away by An Le's Haoran sword energy in Prime Minister Qin's Mansion came back to haunt him again.

He quickly retracted his hand and staggered back from the railing into the building. His back hit the chair, causing the table and chair to tilt left and right and collapse.

In the building, Wang Qinhe's expression also changed slightly.

His mind was refined, and he naturally sensed the murderous intention like a violent storm.

Anle killed the monk Fakong, and murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart, and he wanted to kill more!

Mochi held Anle's figure and floated to the overlooking lake tower. Through the railings, his indifferent eyes saw Qin Qianqiu, who still had fear in his eyes.

An Le took one step forward and landed on the viewing platform of the Lookout Lake Tower. The ink pool and the green mountains were accompanied by soft chants, making the chilling aura in An Le's body even more sharp.

Clear footsteps echoed in the quiet lake-viewing floors.

Qi and blood circulated, evaporating the last grain of spring rain that stained the body. Anle looked at Qin Qianqiu and said lightly: "Young Master Qin, you and I meet again. Do you know that there is one and two, and it cannot be repeated."

"Forcing Zhushan to kill me, the imperial examination fraud case has added fuel to the flames to destroy me, and today he spent a lot of money to hire a demon subduer to destroy me... You have targeted me three times, and I will pay you back once, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, the clanging sword energy instantly filled the whole floor of Wanghu Tower.

Mochi groaned softly and turned into a straight black line of ink.

"when--"

The Vajra Bell, the protective magic weapon of Lanke Temple, appeared, and Mo Chi slashed at it. The powerful force burst out from the sword energy knocked Qin Qianqiu far away, and smashed a table and chair.

Qin Qianqiu fell to the ground, a look of horror on his face.

Today, Anle really wants to kill him!

"Mr. An, please calm down!"

Wang Qinhe on the side had no choice but to stand up and said: "Calm down and don't be too reckless. Qin Qianqiu is Prime Minister Qin's favorite son and cannot be killed."

An Le's white clothes were fluttering with wide sleeves. He glanced at Wang Qinhe. He still had some impression of Wang Qinhe. He was the one at the bottom of the small holy list who challenged him because he was surpassed in the ranking.

"So, because of his noble status, he is allowed to attack me again and again, but if I want to fight back once, I can't?"

"There are countless noble people in Lin'an Mansion. If everyone is unhappy with me and wants to kill me, do I have to cut my head into hundreds of pieces and let them chop them up?"

An Le carried with him an invincible power that had just beheaded the monk Fukong of the Fifth Realm of Body Forging, coupled with the awe-inspiring sword energy. At this moment, he asked questions, and his voice sounded like thunder behind the clouds, which made Wang Qinhe's heart tremble and his eardrums trembled. pain.

Wang Qinhe's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth but could not utter any rebuttal: "But if you kill Qin Qianqiu, you will definitely be hated by the Prime Minister of Qin. From now on, there will be no place for you in Lin'an or even in Great Zhao!"

Anle turned around and looked at Wang Qinhe: "Are you threatening me?"

The invincible force was like a mountain, and Wang Qinhe felt an incomparable weight on his shoulders. He raised the Dragon's Back Sword and solemnly said: "It's not a threat, it's just a warning. Today you have killed Monk Fakong in the fifth realm, and gathered together a solid and thick invincible force." , there is definitely a bright future ahead! There is no need to ruin your great future for this!”

Anle shook his head: "It is precisely because of this invincible power that I want to kill him. He has been targeted again and again. I have a stagnation in my heart. If this energy does not go well, my future will be difficult..."

"Even if I encounter violent storms after killing him, I have no regrets. Today, I don't weigh the pros and cons, I just want my thoughts to be clear, and I just follow my heart."

Wang Qinhe's expression suddenly changed.

Is Anle really determined to kill Qin Qianqiu?

Wang Qinhe took out a breath and said solemnly: "Mr. An... Behind Young Master Qin is not only the Prime Minister of Qin, but also the eldest prince!"

"You have gone along with your wishes today, but it is Prime Minister Qin and the eldest prince who have been offended!"

Anle shook his head: "Whether it's Prime Minister Qin or the eldest prince, they are all like floating clouds to me."

"Everyone knows that when a man is angry, his blood will be splashed five steps ahead."

"But none of you who are above me think that ordinary people dare to be angry."

"Today, I, a common man, will show you my anger."

The words fell.

An Le tapped his finger, and the ink pool flew by out of thin air, slashing towards Qin Qianqiu who had just climbed up from the ground and was still covered by the brilliance of the Vajra Bell of Lanke Temple.

when--

There was another crisp sound, and Qin Qianqiu, who had just climbed up, was once again smashed into the air and rolled several meters away, leaving the floor of Wanghu Tower in a mess.

"Don't worry, this An Le can't kill me. Even Luo Qingchen, who was in Shuangliu Realm, was so angry that day. He can't break the defense of my Diamond Bell."

"It only takes a moment before someone comes to save me."

Qin Qianqiu fell to the ground and laughed out loud.

Haoran's sword energy could indeed kill Qin Qianqiu's mind, but that was when he had dark and evil minds. These minds of his had already been cut off. Although there was a shadow in his heart, he also knew that Anle wanted to kill him with this, so he couldn't. possible!

And with the Vajra Bell, the magic weapon of Lanke Temple, protecting his body, he would be beaten like a tortoise by Anle at most. He couldn't die, and Anle couldn't kill him!

Wang Qinhe's face trembled. At this critical moment, Qin Qianqiu was still irritating An Le?

This young man...may not be able to kill you!

The Broken Bamboo Sword in his hand was the mysterious sword that chipped his Dragon Back Sword!

It is not impossible to penetrate the defense of the Diamond Bell!

Wang Qinhe took a step forward and opened his mouth to say something else. However, Anle lightly pointed and Mo Chi came over. Wang Qinhe's face trembled and he waved the Dragon's Back Sword to stop him.

But as soon as he touched the ink pool, huge power and sword energy poured into his body. Wang Qinhe opened his mouth and spurted blood, flew out, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

The Dragon's Back Sword slid far away, and Wang Qinhe fell to the ground, his eyes blank...

Is the gap already so big? !

A few days ago, he, Wang Qinhe, was holding a sword and fighting with An Le on the West Lake. At least... he was able to survive a few moves.

Now, it collapses at the first touch.

This is someone who has climbed onto the Little Saint List by his own efforts, and is a genius who wants to gain invincibility and take the path of legend!

At this moment, Wang Qinhe suddenly understood the origin of Luo Qingchen's tofu Taoist heart.

My mentality...is really a bit broken.

A tear fell from the corner of Wang Qinhe's eyes. As for Qin Qianqiu's life or death, he didn't care anymore. I have been shattered. Where are you hiding in the shell of a diamond bell to stimulate the other party?

Wang Qinhe doesn’t have a turtle shell!

Anle held Qingshan's sword and walked slowly step by step.

Under the control of his mind, Mo Chi kept hitting Qin Qianqiu who was hiding in the diamond bell with his sword energy.

"When, when, when -"

The crunching sound continued.

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding in the ancient bell, was filled with discomfort. The sound of the bell made his face turn pale, making it even more unbearable for him to feel that he was now at his fetal breath.

However, he only needs to block it, and there will be strong men in Qin Xiangfu to save him!

But after waiting for a long time, after resisting An Le's blows from Mo Chi more than a dozen times, with blood spilling from his mouth and nose, Qin Qianqiu discovered that the support from Qin Xiangfu had not yet arrived, and neither did his powerful protector and god refiner. Yuanshen crossed over to save him!

What happened?

At this moment.

The sky above Qin Xiang's Mansion.

An old man in plain clothes, with white hair and flying eyebrows, holding a bamboo stick, was bathing in the spring rain, floating cross-legged, with a slight smile on his face.

"If this little guy wants to gather invincibility and take the path of legend, he must not be a little unhappy. Everyone, please let him be calm today."

The old man chuckled.

In Prime Minister Qin’s Mansion, powerful spirits surged one after another.

There are roars, there are wraths, and the power of the mind rises like waves in the vast sea.

However, the old man just gently picked up the bamboo stick and waved it in front of him. A sword energy seemed to fall down, and all his thoughts stopped and he groaned again and again.

A single bamboo stick suppressed many of the powerful god refiners in Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, making them unable to even get out of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion.

The old man stretched and smiled faintly: "Qin Qianqiu, Qin Lishi's incompetent child can't attract the protection of any strong person at all. You crooked melons and jujubes, still want to break my blockade?"

"I'm just old, not useless."

…

Outside Wanghu Tower.

Li Youan was dressed in green clothes, sitting cross-legged in the void, with a star-studded Qian Baidu on his leg. Opposite him, the figures of the souls were suspended one after another.

These Yuanshen are all extremely powerful, and they are all among the seven realms. They are practitioners of the fourth rank and the fourth rank of Wensanguan, such as Zhengfeng Dafu, Zhongfeng Dafu, Taizhong Dafu, Zhongdafu, etc., who are ranked among the prime ministers of Qin.

At this moment, because An Le wanted to kill Qin Qianqiu, one after another stood up. These were all high-status people. When they learned that the powerful God Refiners in Qin Xiang's Mansion were unable to help, they crossed over to rescue him one after another.

At this time, if many literary and informal officials can save Qin Qianqiu, they can also win some attention in front of Prime Minister Qin, and their official career will be prosperous in the future.

"Everyone, please stop. You don't want to end up with your soul being chopped off by Li."

"Young man Xiu Wo is invincible, but his mood is not going well because of the plot. I naturally want to help him get his mood right."

"I, Li Youan, really hope to see someone more legendary than me."

Li Youan slowly opened his eyes.

Endless stars were shining, as if darkness had fallen in an instant.

A sword condensed with starlight cuts through the spring rain across the sky.

The spirit of the civil servants was at a standstill. They wanted to please Qin Xiang, but they were unwilling to ruin the spirit that they had worked so hard to gather.

Li Youan and Zhao Huangting protect this happiness, which no one has ever thought of.

I thought it was Lin Mansion Hua Jie Bing who came to protect me, but these civil servants were not afraid and dared to rush in.

After all, the conflict between the Lin Mansion and Prime Minister Qin Mansion has long been entrenched and is about to break out. It is just the right time for it to break out now.

However, Li Youan and Zhao Huangting... these two are legendary figures.

Let them become accustomed to being scared.

Besides, they didn't think An Le could kill Qin Qianqiu. At most, they would just beat Qin Qianqiu like Luo Qingchen did. There was a third-grade body-protecting magic weapon of Lanke Temple and the protection of the Diamond Bell. They could not defeat Qin Qianqiu unless they entered the seven realms. of defense.

When Prime Minister Qin returns from the palace, there will naturally be an explanation for this matter.

…

In the Wanghu Tower.

Qin Qianqiu finally panicked. When Anle held up the tattered bamboo sword that cut off Monk Fa Kong's head and pressed it against the diamond bell, Qin Qianqiu's heart jumped inexplicably.

"Anle! I am Prime Minister Qin's favorite son, and I am the eldest prince's capable subordinate..."

Qin Qianqiu said in a low voice.

There was a hint of fear in the weak voice.

Why...the rescue hasn't come yet?

Anle looked at Qin Qianqiu and said, "I don't have any prominent status... I'm just a scholar who wants to follow my heart."

The green hills hum!

An Le slapped the hilt of Qingshan's sword with his palm, and the force of the sword burst out, hitting the Vajra Bell hard!

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by a sharp cutting sound.

An Le's eyes narrowed, and Daoguo trembled slightly in his heart. A burst of heroic spirit suddenly burst out from his body, pouring into the sky in an instant, like a clear beam of light, smashing into the dusk clouds in the sky.

The Qingshan swordsmanship rushes into the bullfight, and the young man's heroic spirit reaches the sky!

With the blessing of heroic spirit.

The Vajra Bell was instantly pierced by Qingshan, which was full of energy!

A sword penetrated the ancient bell.

It penetrated Qin Qianqiu's body hiding in the ancient bell and nailed him to the ground!

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