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

In three steps, he crossed from the Imperial City to the tower of Lin'an Mansion. The majestic energy and the murderous intent exploded every drop of spring rain falling in the misty dusk clouds into pieces.

Qin Lishi was dressed in a red official robe, with his hands on his back, hanging above the tower of Lin'an City, blocking Anle who was stepping on Mochi and Li Youan who was crossing in the air.

Qin Lishi was able to sit as the prime minister of the current dynasty. Naturally, he was not an incompetent scholar. He also had a good level of cultivation. In this world where only high-level cultivation can be achieved, if he were to serve as an official in the Zhao court, Without cultivation, one cannot be a high official.

Even if you reach the rank of Jinshi on the second rank, the highest achievement in your life may be to reach the eighth or ninth rank. If you want to be a seventh rank official, even if you are an idle official of the seventh rank, it will be difficult to sit firmly without cultivation.

Therefore, Qin Lishi can ascend to the position of prime minister, and naturally he is not a mortal who cannot practice Buddhism.

When Qin Lishi came from the imperial city in three steps and blocked the way, the energy of the strong men from all sides in Lin'an Mansion also began to turbulence at this moment.

One after another, the power of the soul swept over, wanting to explore the situation.

Although the Prime Minister of Qin has a very high official position in Lin'an Mansion, he only represents a force in Lin'an Mansion. Some princes, Shangzhu Kingdom and other forces are actually not weaker than Qin Lishi, and most of them are Each station has its own camp.

The three neutral martial arts families, such as the Lin family, the Ye family and the Zhong family, are relatively rare. Most of them choose princes they trust and are optimistic about.

Now that it has been five hundred years since the Zhao Dynasty moved south, the deadline for the one who sits high in Tianxuan Palace is approaching, which means that the change of imperial power is imminent, and it is inevitable for each of them to choose their position at this time.

If you make the right choice, the family can continue to be glorious for hundreds of years; if you make the wrong choice, it can only decline sadly.

This is the normal situation in the court. Every dignitary is a bargaining chip for the prince to aspire for the imperial power.

The eldest prince was on the side of Prime Minister Qin, so some powerful men under the prince who were competing with him would release their souls to investigate and consider the situation.

The spring rain falls gradually, and the dusk clouds are low.

An Le stood on the ink pool, looking at Qin Xiang who was blocking the way in just three steps, with a solemn look on his face.

Xunxun in white clothes, the green mountains around his waist trembled slightly, Anle raised his palms to cover the green mountains.

This was the first time that Anle met Qin Prime Minister Qin Lishi, a thin old man. The sadness in his body was intertwined with him, and his murderous intent made the spring rain burst.

Qin Xiang's god-refining cultivation is absolutely very strong, and Anle feels great pressure, like a majestic mountain, rolling down, he is definitely a high-level god-refining expert.

This mental oppression was blocked by a wisp of starry sword energy before he could even get close to happiness, and he could no longer get close to happiness.

"Prime Minister Qin, after all, you are a god-refining master. It is really shameless to bully a little guy who has just condensed his soul."

Li Youan said calmly.

"General You'an, this man killed my beloved son, how can I have a good look towards him? Do I still have to lick my face and put a smile on my face? As the prime minister of the dynasty, I shouldn't be so humble, right?" Qin Lishi Glancing at Li Youan, the coldness in his eyes was intense.

Qin Lishi had never been so angry. When his eldest son died, although he was sad and angry, he could still restrain himself, but he only took revenge on the Lin Mansion afterwards.

But this time, Qin Qianqiu's death... was like a knife stabbing his heart, making him miserable and feeling like his soul was being torn apart.

He invested more emotion in Qin Qianqiu than his eldest son.

"General Li Youan, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, but this son has to stay. If you kill my heir, you have to leave a life to appease my anger."

Qin Xiangdao said that with his identity, he said such shameless words, which is enough to show that he is really murderous.

In fact, Qin Lishi was also very angry. He had already told Qin Qianqiu that Anle was no longer a small figure without any background. He had Zhao Huangting behind him. Zhao Huangting, the old imperial uncle alone, was troublesome enough.

A peerless man whose time is coming is approaching, and his time is limited, so he can act more and more wantonly and domineering. At this time, provoking An Le and Zhao Huangting will only cause a mess.

You have to endure, you have to wait, wait for Zhao Huangting to die before the deadline, wait for Li Youan to leave Lin'an and return to the Canglang River, then Anle will lose its biggest support, and with the power of Qin Xiangfu, it can be easily suppressed.

But... Qin Qianqiu couldn't hold it back and actually attacked Anle again, which aroused Anle's stubborn murderous intention and was killed on Wanghu Tower.

In Lin'an Mansion, one after another Qi machines rose into the sky.

Zhao Huangting held a bamboo stick, Mrs. Hua's whole body was filled with sword spirit, and Fourth Master Lin looked from a distance while carrying a bloody hatchet.

There is also Di Zang, the leader of the martial arts temple, holding Zhaozu's dragon-slaying knife, which is impressive.

Qin Xiang's eyes became colder and sterner. The originally ordinary young man had unknowingly gathered such a large force behind him.

Anle steps on the ink pool, the breeze is hunting on her body, her mind is filled with emotion, and her sword is hanging in the air.

He looked at the imposing Qin Prime Minister, thought for a moment and said, "Has Prime Minister Qin read my last question about the Northern Expedition?"

"Prime Minister Qin obviously does not agree with my point of view. He believes that it is not easy for Zhao to be prosperous and prosperous as it is today. Therefore, we must endure the Yuanmeng Empire's repeated border violations and the Yuanmeng Empire's trampling and ravaging the homeland of China. ”

Anle is dressed in white clothes, with wide sleeves swaying in the spring breeze, making her look a bit airy and like an immortal.

"Forbearance is the concept that Prime Minister Qin has always adhered to."

Qin Lishi looked at the young man in white with cold eyes and said calmly: "The Canglang River is a natural chasm, so it protects Zhao. Once we cross the river and fight, the Zhao army will not be able to defeat the Yuanmeng cavalry. Once they are defeated, At the defense line, the Yuan and Mongolian armies cross the river and move south. The mountains and rivers thousands of miles away will once again be filled with smoke, the people's lives will be ruined, and five hundred years of prosperity will be shattered like a dream! "

"This is my opinion. Now in the world, I, Zhao Fei, are the strongest. There are tigers from Western Liang looking at me, and there are Dali national teachers who are running the country with new policies. Once the Northern Expedition fails, the price will be so high that you can't imagine, so endure it for a while and commit suicide." There is nothing wrong with that.”

An Le said with a smile: "Since Qin Lian can easily endure such national hatred, why can't he endure this momentary hatred? The test in front of the palace is coming soon. If I fail to reach the top three, the laws of the Great Zhao will naturally suppress me. By then, the Prime Minister of Qin will If you want to deal with me again, there is no need to go to war like this."

Arrogant!

Qin Lishi's eyes narrowed, staring at the white-clothed young man Shengxue, who was as invincible as a white python in the sky.

He also heard the meaning of the young man's words.

Sticking to the south and fighting without crossing the Yangtze River, he prioritized safety. Qin Lishi never felt that he was wrong. As the prime minister of the dynasty, once he made the decision to cross the Yangtze River and go north, if the Northern Expedition failed, he would have to bear the consequences. Eternal infamy.

He, Qin Lishi, was unwilling to gamble, and the civil and military officials behind him who supported him were unwilling to give up the bone-crushing ecstasy and dreamlike prosperity of Lin'an to gamble with him.

At least, during his tenure as prime minister, he would not gamble, and there was no need to gamble.

Qin Lishi also understood the other meaning in Anle's words.

The young man is very confident. He is confident that he can reach the top three in front of the palace, and what he said today does not leave any escape route for himself.

Once he fails, he will inevitably be suppressed by the laws of Dazhao. The young man who falls into the Zhao Prison of Dali Temple will naturally have no strength left to struggle.

And this is the path chosen by the young man himself. He gave up external help and gambled on his own confidence.

He is indeed a young man who dares to follow Li Youan's legendary path of becoming invincible.

Even Qin Lishi admired the young man's courage at this moment, but appreciation was appreciation, and the hatred of killing his son would not be eliminated.

Qin Lishi looked at Anle coldly, all the murderous intent receding from his eyes.

His figure floated down and landed on the city tower, his red official robe rustling in the falling spring breeze and rain.

"In this case, I will have someone clean up a cell in Zhao Prison in Dali Temple in advance to serve as your burial ground."

Qin Li Shidao.

The words came out, which meant that he had endured it.

He doesn't want to kill Anle today, and he doesn't need to fight with Li Youan, Zhao Huangting, Hua Jiebing and others. Setting off a storm in Lin'an will be of no benefit to him and will even damage too many strong men.

However, he will definitely make Anle unable to reach the top three in front of the palace.

A confident boy will eventually die under his own self-confidence.

Qin Lishi knew very well that Anle's background and trump cards were just temporary illusions.

Li Youan and Di Zang will eventually leave Lin'an for the Canglang River, Zhao Huangting's death is approaching, and Hua Jiebing and Lin Mansion... will decline.

The supporters behind the young man will wither like autumn flowers, and finally the young man will be left naked.

At that time, it was easy for Qin Lishi to kill the young man.

Just as the young man said, he can endure even the country, why can't he tolerate this hatred?

Qin Lishi slowly closed his eyes as he looked with cold eyes at the young man in white who was leaving the city with Yu Jianguo in the sky above Lin'an Mansion.

Li Youan looked at Qin Lishi with his eyes closed, and then at Anle who was leaving the city with his sword, and suddenly chuckled.

In this way, Anle has really pushed himself to a dead end, but once he gets out of this dead end, the young man's future... may be extremely bright and gorgeous.

Li Youan left the city happily.

Qin Lishi still had his eyes closed.

In the sky above Lin'an Mansion, Zhao Huangting, the old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, couldn't help but sneer: "It's boring. I thought you, Qin Lishi, would fight desperately because of the death of his son. This old man was already brewing a war, but you tolerated it again. "As expected of Qin Lishi, he is really tolerant."

"It's not fun at all."

"Sometimes, patience means giving up opportunities."

"This is true when facing the Yuanmeng Empire, and it is also true when facing this boy Anle."

Throwing out a profound word, Zhao Huangting returned to the city with his bamboo stick. He knew where Li Youan was taking Anle, so he did not follow him.

Li Youan was able to take Anle to that place, so naturally he was very optimistic about this kid, so he didn't go to join in the fun.

Wu Kuidizang's body was filled with energy and blood, spreading all over his body like a bloody dragon. He stared at the closed eyes of Qin Lishi on the tower, the most powerful official who hindered the Northern Expedition.

He moved his eyes away and fell on the back of An Le who was leaving. Perhaps An Le would tell Qin Lishi the consequences of being patient.

Hua Jiebing and Fourth Master Lin had nothing to say to Qin Lishi. The Lin Mansion and the Prime Minister Qin's Mansion were incompatible with each other.

A storm that permeated the entire Lin'an Prefecture did not completely break out.

However, everyone knows that the real storm will completely break out during the test in front of the palace.

On the tower, Qin Lishi slowly opened his eyes.

The cold spring rain hit his face, and his eyes were full of indifference.

There were many souls in the void who glanced at them, but Qin Lishi ignored them. He was wearing a bright red official robe and facing the entire Lin'an Mansion, he spat out two words.

"Release the list!"

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An Le galloped with his sword, the spring rain slapped on his face, bringing a refreshing feeling that shocked his spirit.

After a conversation with Prime Minister Qin, Anle naturally had his own considerations. Although he was forced to a dead end, he was already walking on a dead end because of his invincibility.

Once the invincibility is shattered, the balloon is punctured and the great expectations for the future are lost.

In this case, why not put more pressure on yourself?

Maybe the huge pressure will increasingly become the energy to blow up the balloon?

Li Youan floated over and took a deep look at Anle, with appreciation and a bit of emotion in his eyes.

"You are risking your whole spirit and pride. Once you fail in the palace attempt, I will not save you, and Zhao Huangting will not save you, because this is your own choice."

Li Youan said.

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Maybe my sword will become sharper as it gets sharpened?"

Anle smiled.

Li Youan couldn't help but chuckle: "You are really as energetic as I was when I was young. The gentle town of Lin'an is really not suitable for you. You should come to the Canglang River battlefield... Only here can you withstand the real training."

"Qin Lishi was afraid that once we crossed the river, we would not be able to defeat the Yuanmeng cavalry, but he really underestimated our armies on the Canglang River and the generals of Zhao. The Yuanmeng army could not attack the Canglang River for a long time, but It’s not because the Canglang River is a natural moat, but because of the bravery and strength of the generals of Zhao.”

"These officials sitting in the temple can only judge according to their own thoughts. They have never left Rourou Township and rushed to the front line to take a look. They don't know how powerful the Zhao generals are on the Canglang River to block the Yuanmeng army. "

"Our generals from Zhao are not weak, but the temple lacks the courage to cross the river."

"In the test before the palace, your biggest opponent is Ye Wenxi. Although her ranking on the Little Saint Ranking is not as good as Qin Hua'an's, Qin Hua'an will definitely lose against Ye Wenxi."

"Ye Wenxi is Ye Longsheng's granddaughter. She grew up on the Canglang River battlefield and crawled among the dead. Her reputation is a good deterrent in the Canglang River battlefield and among the Yuan and Meng armies. Qin Hua'an, Sima Pudu and Wang Jia Qilin'er...the geniuses who grew up in the gentle town of Lin'an are very rubbish."

"That's why the Canglang River battlefield is the best place to cultivate people."

Li Youan looked at Anle and said.

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. He knew that Ye Wenxi, an elegant girl, had such a ferocious face hidden under the surface. This was a ruthless character who had taken many lives.

"Canglang River battlefield?"

A trace of yearning could not help but appear in Anle's eyes.

Only those who are strong in the battlefield are truly strong.

Li Youan put his hands on his back and galloped ahead, with Anle Yujian behind him. This time he could relax and freely feel the freedom and freedom brought by the sword.

The two flew for a long time, passing over one mountain after another that was hazy with smoke in the spring rain.

The twelve highest peaks among the peaks are filled with mist, mist, and green light.

A green and hazy mountain peak gradually became clear beneath his feet, and Li Youan landed among the mountains with peace and joy.

It is lush and green, with mountains and mountains, waterfalls and waterfalls, accompanied by roaring like thunder.

The mountain roads are muddy and few people come here. Dead and new leaves are falling all over the ground. The air is filled with the freshness unique to the deep forest and the sour smell of fruits fermented throughout autumn and winter.

Li Youan stepped on the mud and walked forward without using any cultivation skills. He had his hands behind his back and there was a bit of aftertaste in his eyes.

An Le walked away from Mochi and Qingshan, and followed An Le quietly without any complaints.

The mud under his feet stained his white clothes and boots. One foot was deep and the other was shallow. The two of them walked through the thorns and thorns in the mountains.

After a while, we reached the top of the mountain.

A welcoming pine grows among the rugged rocks on the cliffside. The mist surrounding the mountain is constantly misty, and what you see is a large flat.

On the side is a huge cliff, as if cut out with a sword.

The sound of gurgling water lingers from the mountains, giving it a unique and peaceful feel.

"Are you curious about what I brought you here for?"

Li Youan wore a scholar's shirt, looked at Anle, and said with a smile.

Anle was really confused about where this place was, and had no answer in her mind.

Walking to the cliff, Li Youan looked at the mirror-like cliff, raised his hand and pointed, and said to Anle: "Come and look at this cliff. Can you see anything on the cliff?"

An Le's heart moved slightly when he heard this. A legendary figure like Li You'an brought him here. Naturally, he would not just enjoy the scenery of the mountains alone. He must have his own thoughts and thoughts.

His eyes fell on the cliff, and he saw that the cliff was as smooth as a mirror, and the spring rain could not be stained on it, as if the surface of the tiles had been ground by tools in the previous life.

After taking a closer look, Anle didn't see anything, so he couldn't help but shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

Li Youan narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Do you know where this place is?"

Anle still shook his head.

Li Youan stood under the welcoming pine tree, his back turned to Anle, his Confucian shirt making a rustling sound.

"This mountain is originally unknown, but it was the place I chose to have a conversation with the Holy Master after I became the number one scholar and the top of the Little Saint Ranking."

"I have discussed this with the Holy Master."

"Originally, if I became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, I would choose this mountain as the Seventh Mountain. Unfortunately, without me becoming the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, no one cares about this mountain, and it continues to be unknown."

Li Youan said softly.

But what he said was shocking and made Anle extremely surprised.

But Li Youan smiled and patted the welcoming pine tree, and said softly: "Last night, Songbian fell drunk and asked Songbian, 'How is my drunkenness?'. He only suspected that Songbian was coming to help him, so he pushed Songbian with his hand and said, 'Go'!"

"This is a short poem I wrote before I became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, so I named this mountain 'Fusong'."

Fusong Mountain is really casual.

But what really shocked Anle was that this place was actually the place where Li Youan had a conversation with the Holy Master.

Talking to the Holy Master is the dream of many practitioners, but Li Youan only chose such an empty and casual place.

"I talked with the Holy Master for a long time, and I asked all the confusions in my heart. The Holy Master answered them one by one, and all the doubts about cultivation were clearly understood."

"When the Holy Master left, he left three sword qi on this cliff. The sword qi became a painting. The painting was the past, the present and the future. I saw two rays and realized the past and present. Now there are still two rays left. "

"I have brought many people here over the years, and they are all the young people I am optimistic about. Ye Wenxi has also been here before, but no one has seen the paintings on the wall."

"I am very interested in the last sword energy of the future and want to know what the future will be like, so I brought you here."

"Just look at it. If you can observe the painting, you will understand it. If you don't understand it, then forget it."

Li Youan said.

The Saint Master left behind three sword energies, past, present and future?

Anle's eyes narrowed, looking at the cliff as smooth as a mirror.

Li Youan sat upright in the ancient pine tree, fetched a pot of wine from somewhere, poured himself into it, and drank it, never caring about his well-being.

And Anle was sitting under the cliff, raising his head and staring at the cliff, staring carefully and constantly.

The spring rain has stopped, and the sun breaks through the dusk clouds and shines down.

The sun is shining westward, and the stars and moon are gradually climbing into the sky.

At dawn, the white fish belly appears in the east, and the morning glow fills the sky.

Anle kept staring at the cliff, motionless.

Time flies by day and night.

Deep in the mountains, there is silence except for the chirping of insects.

The stars are like a waterfall.

Li Youan stood up under the ancient pine tree and shook his head. He felt a little regretful. Perhaps this young man could not see the future sword energy left by the Saint Master and could not foresee the future.

Also, the future is unknown. How can we observe the unknown?

Just when Li Youan was quite disappointed and wanted to wake up An Le.

He frowned slightly, took a step back, and retreated under the ancient pine tree.

"The future, what the Saint Master draws is not the future, but the future that awaits."

Anle seemed to be whispering.

After finishing his murmuring, An Le sat cross-legged and stared at the cliff. A fresh air began to flow in his white clothes.

The two swords of Mochi and Qingshan turned into two sword lights and rushed up, surrounding Anle's body, emitting a clear sword chant.

In the Niwan Palace of Anle Meijian, the sword energy was clanging.

Yuan Shen actually took one step out of it.

Step by step, he seemed to be rising into the sky, heading towards the extremely smooth cliff.

Finally, before walking to the cliff, he stretched out his hand and spread it into the cliff like ripples of water. In Li Youan's eyes, the young man's soul seemed to have turned into a sharp sword light, drawing a future on the cliff. !

In an instant.

In the cliff, sword energy burst out!

Soaring upwards, straight to the bullfight!

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