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

The green mountains want to share the words of the wise people, and thousands of horses come together to count.

Li Youan and the six mountain masters looked at the young man in white sitting in front of the cliff, holding the bamboo sword on the green mountain, and could feel a unique aura bursting out of the young man's body, constantly surging.

A much stronger and invincible white python is entrenched, vaguely looking like a dragon. It is about to transform into a deep hidden dragon and show its proper fangs toward the world.

Not only that, the moment the young man held the sword, their minds were vaguely surging, as if they were affected by an inexplicable force.

On the young man's body, he could vaguely see a towering green mountain. The green mountain tore apart the clouds, heaven and earth, like a peerless sharp sword.

With their spiritual cultivation, it was impossible for them to be affected by the vision, but at this moment, they could still see such a vision involuntarily.

The eyes of the Sixth Mountain Master suddenly became fanatical, staring at Qingshan, the sword that he dreamed of but couldn't get.

Although it is just a tattered bamboo sword, in the eyes of the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, it is the highest quality sword in the world. Even the fairy sword in the Sword Lake in Sichuan may not be comparable!

"There are secrets hidden in the green mountains. Unfortunately, the green mountains do not favor me."

The Sixth Mountain Lord shook his head and sighed.

He is very interested in the bamboo sword Qingshan, but the sword has a spirit. If it does not belong to him, it does not belong to him. Even if he really gets it, he will not be able to learn the secret of Qingshan. In this case, there is no need to force it.

Several other mountain owners seemed to be quite interested as well.

The first mountain master, Xianfeng Daogu, lying on the back of the crane, counted with his fingers, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"This son has trapped the future sword energy left by the holy master in the bamboo sword. It is really... a wonderful idea to control the future sword energy in this way."

"But it's also because this sword has special properties. Ordinary swords may not be able to carry the future sword energy. Even a first-grade sword will be very difficult."

"And this sword has not yet been sharpened. Although the bamboo sword has no edge, the bamboo sword can also be sharpened... After it is sharpened, it will probably have even more dazzling power."

The first mountain master chuckled.

"It's true that we never started."

"In this world, the only place in the world that can make Qingshan open the sword's edge is the Jianchi Lake in Jianchi Palace in Sichuan. However, Jianchi Lake is the holy land of Jianchi Palace. If you want to use Jianchi Lake to open the sword's edge, you can ascend to the sky. Disaster."

"Zhao Huangting once went to Shuzhong in high spirits and wanted to take advantage of Jianchi Lake to attack. Although he defeated three great swordsmen of Jianhu Palace in a row, he was finally blocked by the master of Jianchi Palace, an old guy who was known as the Sword Master of Shuzhong. He had no choice but to quit swordsmanship. Chihu failed to lead the way for Qingshan.”

The Sixth Mountain Master regretted.

"Later, after Zhao moved south, Zhao Huangting never went to Shuzhong again, and he never tried to attack Qingshan again."

Hearing this, the first mountain master couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Sichuan Jianchi Palace, that is a sword-making family that has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. There are a lot of stubborn old bones. It is difficult to enter its holy land of Jianchi Lake. oh."

Everyone chatted for a while, watching the young man's aura gradually gather.

Li Youan's eyes were filled with sparkle. At this moment, he was filled with the future scenes he had seen on the cliff.

Maybe he and Anle were the only ones who saw this scene, not even the six mountain masters knew about it.

Therefore, Li Youan has bright eyes and has great expectations for Anle. The person who controls the future sword energy may have the possibility to change the future.

Although the future we see is tragic, there is hope for change now.

"The three sword energies left by the Holy Master are the past, present and future. I have understood the past and present. Only the future is difficult to control. Now the future sword energy is also controlled by others. The three sword energies left by the Holy Master in the human world Everyone has a place to belong.”

Li Youan said softly: "Perhaps it's time to talk to the Holy Master again."

The First Mountain Master couldn't help but smile and said: "That's right, this future sword energy has never been controlled by anyone. Over the years, no one has been able to reach the level of dialogue with the teacher."

"Now that the sword energy of the future is being controlled by someone else, it's time for the next person to talk to the teacher appears."

"Who could it be? Could it be this little guy?"

The eyes of several mountain owners and Li Youan all fell on Anle.

However, it is too early to say this.

Who can talk to the Holy Master is not certain until the last moment.

"In this front examination, if he fails to get the first prize, he will have to wait until the next spring. But considering his invincibility, he has no next chance, so it's really hard to say."

The first mountain master said.

This conversation with the Holy Master must be very solemn, because at the same time, it may also determine the opening of the Seventh Mountain Gate and the ownership of the Seventh Mountain Lord.

The opening of the gate to the Holy Mountain is of great significance to the entire world.

This time, the Yuanmeng Empire will even participate in the opening of the mountain gate.

Today, the Yuanmeng Empire occupies the middle-earth land, absorbs the dragon veins of the world, is irrigated by the dragon veins, and has many geniuses. Emperor Yuanmeng, as the number one in the world, looks down upon the practitioners in the world. Countless Yuanmeng geniuses follow the example of Emperor Yuanmeng. , skyrocketing.

Once the Seventh Mountain Gate is opened, the geniuses of the Yuanmeng Empire will definitely come with eager eyes.

Even the six mountain masters don't know whether the seventh mountain master will be from Yuanmeng.

The Holy Mountain is not the Holy Mountain of Da Zhao, but the Holy Mountain of Middle Earth. For example, not all of the six mountain lords are from Da Zhao. The first mountain lord among them is a descendant of the destroyed previous dynasty and has nothing to do with Da Zhao. It doesn't matter at all.

The mountain breeze blows, the night is deep and the stars are shining.

An Le, who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the cliff for a long time, finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

The cool night wind blows in the mountains, and the many ancient branches and leaves in the forest are slowly caressing, making a slight rustling sound. Anle's white clothes are flying, holding the ordinary green mountains in his hands, and his eyes are still filled with excitement.

Because he controls the future sword energy, he becomes increasingly powerful and majestic and invincible. Coupled with the blessing of Haoran's sword energy, the whole person is actually somewhat independent from the world.

The future sword energy is hidden in Qingshan, and with Qingshan as the future, Anle can slowly comprehend the future sword energy in the future, and even completely control the future sword energy, bursting out the magical and world-shattering power of the sword energy.

He subconsciously looked at Li Youan, but was stunned because there were six more figures in the originally empty Fusong Mountain, including the familiar Sixth Mountain Lord.

"I've met the mountain master and all the seniors."

Anle put Mochi and Qingshan on his waist, cupped his fists and bowed to the six of them.

He didn't know the other people, but that didn't stop him from recognizing how powerful these people were. After all, except for the old man who came riding a crane and the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, everyone else came in the form of soul distraction. That powerful spiritual aura made Anle tremble.

"These are the six mountain owners of the Holy Mountain."

Li Youan suppressed the worries in his heart about the future he had seen before. Now that Anle controls the future sword energy, he has hope, but there is no need to show worries on his face.

Six mountain owners?

Anle's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he couldn't help being shocked. Each of the masters of the Holy Mountain... is a legendary figure, because those who can become the master of the Holy Mountain are all students of the Holy Master.

He had met the Lord of the Sixth Mountain in the Sixth Mountain before, but he never thought that he would actually meet them all today.

Anle once again clasped his fists and bowed, giving the mountain owners enough respect.

"Being able to control the teacher's sword energy in the future shows that you are very talented, and you are also very close to the teacher. If you work hard, you may have the opportunity to become our junior brother."

Among the figures, a graceful female figure said with a smile.

Because it was the soul, the voice had a slight echo of the sound in the empty valley.

A Yuan Shen figure in flowing robes also spoke: "Teacher's three sword energies of the past, present and future possess unimaginable power. Although You'an has understood the past and present, he has truly mastered Only his current sword energy, with the help of his Qian Baidu, allows him to run rampant on the Canglang River battlefield. "

"Even the few Heavenly Wolfs under Emperor Yuan Meng would find it difficult to keep You An."

"Therefore, although you have just mastered the sword energy of the future, if you have the opportunity, you can learn from You An about the sword energy of the past and the present. If you can really master the teacher's three sword energy, you will be free and proud in this world. Merry.”

Many mountain owners couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

A smile appeared on Li Youan's lips: "If I have the chance, I will teach him. However, An Le has just mastered the sword energy of the future. There is no need to worry about the sword energy of the past and the present until he truly understands the sword energy of the future. , it’s never too late to learn how to display the sword energy of the future.”

“Otherwise, you will just bite off more than you can chew.”

An Le nodded solemnly when he heard the words. He naturally understood this truth.

Afterwards, the mountain masters chatted with An Le for a few more words, and then left one after another. The spirits dispersed like the wind. The first mountain bamboo left on a crane, and the sixth mountain master left with a sword.

Fusong Mountain returned to peace again, but this time, Anle didn't know that the commotion he had caused had already swept the entire world.

There are strong people in the Yuanmeng Empire, the Xiliang Kingdom, and the Dali Kingdom all attracted by him. There are also strong people from the Jianghu forces such as Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples vying for his attention.

Of course, these strong men did not know that such a young man would be in charge of the future sword energy.

Most of them still thought that the person in charge of this future sword energy was the legendary number one champion of Great Zhao, Li Youan.

After the six mountain masters left, Li Youan and Anle did not stay more on Fusong Mountain. Fusong Mountain had completed its mission and failed to become the seventh mountain. From now on, only Li Youan would come occasionally. No one will even care about it from now on.

The two of them flew away from this unknown mountain together and returned to the prosperous and dreamy Lin'an Mansion.

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…

Qin Xiangfu.

A plain, sad mood permeated both inside and outside this extremely noble mansion.

White and black cloth and silk were hung, and monks from Lanke Temple were invited to chant sutras and worship Buddha to save the souls of the dead.

The pavilion on the waterside pavilion, where Qin Qianqiu often enjoys it, is also hung with plain silk and black cloth.

An old figure was sitting in the pavilion, looking at the fish swimming in the small pond, in a daze.

After a long time, a handsome figure wearing black mourning clothes walked slowly, stepped into the pavilion, and stood beside the old man.

Qin Lishi glanced at Qin Hua'an, who was standing quietly beside him. There were not many emotional fluctuations or changes in his eyes.

"Your brother is dead."

Qin Lishi said with a hoarse voice.

"I know you don't like Qianqiu, and the relationship between you two is not harmonious, but after all, he has my blood flowing through him just like you."

Qin Lishi threw some bait and dropped it into the pond, causing the fish in the pond to bloom like spring flowers.

"I can see your talent. Qianqiu's talent is far inferior to yours, so I don't have too many expectations for him. I just hope that he can live well, but he doesn't want to waste time. He knows that his talent is not as good as yours, so he needs to do something He joins the eldest prince's service, hoping to gain fame and power comparable to yours through the eldest prince's appreciation."

Qin Lishi said softly. He had never said these words to Qin Huaan before.

For this extremely talented son, Qin Lishi did more than strictly urge him to practice.

"Your eldest brother was very talented, but it's a pity that he died early. Your younger brother was less talented, but he is also dead now."

"Now, I, Qin Lishi, only have you as my son."

Qin Lishi sighed.

Qin Huaan didn't know what to say: "Do you need me to do anything?"

He really doesn't have much relationship with Qin Qianqiu. He is not favored in the Qin Mansion. A child born by a maidservant cannot be brought to the stage. If he had not had enough dazzling talent, the whole Lin'an may not know that Qin Xiang is still alive. He has a son named Qin Huaan.

Qin Lishi turned his head and glanced at Qin Hua'an, with a rare and gentle smile: "Don't imitate your brother. That happiness is in Lin'an. Now there are too many reliance and protections. If you can't kill him at once, then If you want to scare him off, you must find the perfect opportunity and kill him completely."

"And this day won't last long. His help is temporary, and he himself is too weak."

"Besides, the man he killed, Fakong, was a disciple of the Holy Monk Crossing the Sea of ​​Lianhua Temple. Buddhism is the most protective of shortcomings...the cause and effect of peace and happiness is considered to be connected."

"Therefore, don't deal with him casually."

Qin Lishi's rare tenderness made Qin Huaan's cold face a little flattered.

This is the second time in so many years that my father has been so gentle.

The first time was when I learned about his amazing spiritual talent.

"This son has entered the Palace Examination. You have also been recommended to participate in the Palace Examination. He is on the Little Saint List just like you. They both want to make a splash in the Palace Examination and compete with you for a dialogue with the Holy Master. Qualifications."

"I hope you will try to suppress him hard in front of me and crush him! Injure him hard and make his condition decline. I want you to guarantee that there is no way he will be in the top three."

Qin Lishi gradually became solemn.

Qin Lishi's words made Qin Huaan's eyes solemn. He completely defeated Anle. He would try in front of the palace to defeat Anle and severely damage Anle.

As long as Anle fails to rank among the top three, he will not be able to obtain the grace of the Holy God, and the laws of Da Zhao will naturally fall on him.

At that time, the father can avenge his dead brother.

This request is not excessive, and it is not beyond Qin Huaan's heart.

No matter how bad his relationship with Qin Qianqiu is, there is a blood relationship after all. Qin Qianqiu is his half-brother, and it is right to work hard to avenge him.

"Father, don't worry. There will be a test in front of the palace. I will do my best to make Anle...I will also completely defeat him."

"Invincible... He can't gather himself in front of me."

Qin Huaan said calmly.

Amidst the calmness, he is full of confidence.

Ranked third on the list of minor saints, the ones who beat him were the two great princes of Zhao. Zhao Xianyou needless to say that he was relegated to immortality in this world and was incomparable to mortals.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, is known as the reincarnation of Zhao Zu, and his talent is unparalleled.

He was not aggrieved when he was placed below the two of them.

Qin Hua'an's talent is absolutely outstanding. He obtained all of this by relying on his own talent and did not rely on any resources from the Qin Mansion.

Being on the Little Saint List is also a Little Saint Order he obtained through his own ability.

Today's Qin Hua'an is at the peak of the fifth level of physical training and the peak of the fifth level of god refining. In addition, he has understood the secret skills passed down by the holy master in the Little Holy Order.

He believed that he would be the number one pick this spring.

Qin Lishi could feel the confidence in Qin Hua'an. He had not had much anxiety about his son since he was a child, because everything Qin Hua'an did was always perfect.

Qin Huaan looked at the koi fish rolling in the water. The koi fish were as gorgeous as fireworks, and brilliance gradually appeared in his eyes.

He is now his father's only son.

His father's eyes were now focused on him.

He wants to become the number one scholar, and he wants to talk to the Holy Master.

He will be a real pride to his father.

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…

It was already late at night when we returned to Lin'an Mansion.

Li Youan separated from him, and Anle went straight back to the small courtyard in Taimiao Lane.

The ink pool was inserted into the hole of the old locust tree that had not been seen for a long time. Anle sat cross-legged under the old locust tree, took the bamboo sword from the green mountain, and bathed in the radiance of stars breaking through the dusk clouds and falling into the world. His mind emerged and spread into the green mountain. .

As soon as his mind sank, Anle saw the majestic green mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he could see a majestic sword energy, translucent, soaring upwards, like a divine dragon entrenching the mountains, coiling around the green mountains.

The sword energy was unprecedentedly powerful. Anle seemed to become incomparably small in front of the green mountain and the sword energy.

Looking at the green mountain and the dragon-like sword energy, Anle's mind trembled slightly.

The silky sword energy was like the wind and waves blowing from the towering mountain peaks, impacting his mind, like a kind of baptism and a kind of tempering.

An Zhang was looking at the future sword energy. He knew that now he was just taking the future sword energy out of the cliff and suppressing it with Qingshan. He wanted to truly master the future sword energy and turn it into something of his own. It was a long road. .

However, Anle's heart was somewhat eager. The heroism in his heart, the young man's spirit, and the condensed invincible power prevented the young man from flinching at all.

He even had high morale and wanted to conquer this dragon that was entrenched in the green mountains.

He stared at Qingshan, stared at the sword energy, and kept watching.

Suddenly, he actually had an illusion of visualization.

An Le was suddenly excited. The god-refining method he had been practicing was the "Sword Waterfall Picture" taught by Mrs. Hua. As the top god-refining method, An Le would gain something every time he visualized the Sword Waterfall Picture.

However, there seems to be a big difference between visualizing the sword waterfall and visualizing the green mountains and future sword energy.

He can completely train his mind by visualizing this green mountain and the future sword energy entrenched in the green mountain!

Thinking of the future Sword Qi Green Mountain as a visualization picture, it must be stronger than the Sword Waterfall.

After all, the sword waterfall is an illusion, only on paper, but the future sword energy and green mountains are right in front of Anle.

Meditate carefully on peace and happiness, and your mind will continue to grow.

After a night of imagining, the mind of An Le exited from the Bamboo Sword Green Mountain, the sword energy in the Niwan Palace was sonorous, and the embryo of the Heart Sword seemed to have a slightly different meaning.

The Yuan Shen, which had just been condensed recently, is now much stronger. The Yuan Shen's body is solid and like a real person, which shows how huge the condensed mind is.

The sky is clear, and the brilliance of the morning sun shines on the small courtyard.

Anle stood up, held the green mountain, and began to dance the sword in the courtyard. The dance was the three swords of Cipai.

After some sword practice, he inserted the green mountain into the cave of the old locust tree and began to practice the five ancient demons.

On the long embankment of the West Lake, he beheaded Fa Kong, a disciple of the monk who crossed the sea. He was the first practitioner of the Five Realms killed by An Le.

Although it was only the fifth level of body training and the fourth level of god refining, it had to be said that Anle also felt a bit of pressure due to the opponent's strength.

Simply, An Le wins, kills the opponent, strengthens his invincibility, and becomes stronger mentally.

The body-forging cultivation was also fed back by the pure energy of the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit, and it broke through the four realms in one fell swoop, giving birth to the profound meaning of martial arts.

The inner elixir of peace and happiness hangs in the Dantian like a blazing sun, and the curls of Qi and blood linger around the inner elixir and are misty.

In the inner elixir, there seems to be a vague roar of the ancient demon tiger, a ferocious roar, and the lingering sound of the neighing of the demon ape.

His martial arts mysteries were created by integrating the visions of the ancient demons and five animals.

Now, once he takes action, he has enough divine power to surge, his energy and blood to roll, and the ancient demon to form its own vision. He can also condense it into mysterious meaning, use his energy and blood to solidify, and carry out long-distance killings.

The lethality of body-forging martial arts is greatly enhanced!

With the addition of the five kills of the music, Anle felt that his combat power had definitely improved by more than one step. When he met Monk Fakong again, he could even easily crush him.

Anle was in a good mood. He went into the back room, changed into clean clothes, put on Qingshan and Mochi, Anle took a book and read while leaving the small courtyard.

Walking along Taimiao Alley, under the eyes of many literati, who were either frightened, enthusiastic, or avoiding suspicion, we set foot on the edge of the West Lake.

The body of Monk Fakong has long been taken away by the black government, and everything in the West Lake has returned to its usual peace and beauty.

On the lake, a small boat floated quietly.

On the boat, Fairy Yunrou was playing the piano. She seemed to see Anle, and her eyes under the veil smiled softly.

An Le dressed in white as snow, with wide sleeves filled with the breeze, lit the lake water, stepped on the lake and boarded a boat. On the boat, she quietly listened to the music of Fairy Yunrou. While listening to the music, she cultivated the rhythm of the five kills, while reading to prepare for the examination in front of the palace.

The water of West Lake is swaying.

The years are quiet.

However, this peaceful scene caused an uproar among many literati on the Causeway. However, everyone was envious and jealous, but they did not dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing the An family who were quietly reading on the boat.

An Jia is not only good at painting, he is also good at killing people.

Killing a murderous monk in one day, and killing the young master of the Qin mansion regardless of the power of the Prime Minister of Qin...

The evil reputation of the An family also spread in Lin'an Mansion.

This is a ruthless person that no one dares to offend easily.

After listening to the music of Sanliang Qin, Anle said goodbye to Fairy Yunrou, left West Lake, walked to Jing Street, and came to Lin Mansion, where he came to work on paintings as usual.

After entering Lin Mansion, Miss Xixiang took her to Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

However, I just arrived at Tianbo Waterside Pavilion and had a few chats with Mrs. Hua, who was wearing a long black gauze dress and lying on the couch lazily reading.

Outside the waterside pavilion, Lin Zhuifeng's carefree voice rang out, like a loudspeaker, echoing through half of the Lin Mansion.

"It's out! Two days after the announcement of the second list, the list of Chunwei's first list is finally out!"

"Cow wow cow wow!"

"Mr. An is hit!"

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