Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 100 A vision map of the future of Qingshan, Chunwei Top-ranked Junior High School

Qingshan wants to share the high-level human language, and there are countless thousands of horses.

Li You'an and the six mountain masters looked at the young man in white who was sitting on the cliff before holding the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and could feel a unique aura emanating from the young man, constantly surging.

A much stronger and invincible white python is entrenched, and there is a vague image of transforming into a dragon. It wants to transform into a Yuanqianlong and show its fangs towards the world.

Not only that, but the moment the young man grasped the sword, they were even more vaguely moved, as if they were affected by an inexplicable force.

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

With their spiritual cultivation, it is impossible to be affected by the vision, but at this moment, they still can't help seeing such a vision.

The sixth mountain lord's eyes suddenly became frenzied, and he stared at Qingshan, the sword that he dreamed of but could not get.

Although it is just a tattered bamboo sword, in the eyes of the Sixth Mountain Master, it is the highest quality sword weapon in the whole world. Even the fairy sword in Jianhu Lake in Shuzhong may not be able to compare with it!
"There are secrets hidden in the green mountains, but unfortunately, the green mountains don't 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 research the secret of Qingshan. If this is the case, there is no need to force it.

Several other mountain owners seemed to be quite interested.

The first mountain master lying on the crane's back, with a sense of demeanor, counted with his fingers, a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"This son sealed the future sword energy left by the holy master in the bamboo sword, and grasping the future sword energy in this way is really... a fantastic idea."

"But it is also because of the special nature of this sword. 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 sharpened edge, the bamboo sword can still be sharpened... After it is sharpened, it may have even more dazzling power."

The first mountain master smiled lightly.

"It's true that it never started."

"In this world, the only one that can make Qingshan open the sword is the Jianchi Lake in the Jianchi Palace in Shuzhong. However, Jianchi Lake is the holy place of the Jianchi Palace. difficult."

"Zhao Huangting once went to the middle of Sichuan in high spirits, and wanted to use Jianchi Lake to start the battle. Although he defeated the three sword servants of Jianhu Palace in a row, he was finally stopped by the old guy who is the master of Jianchi Palace, known as the Sword Master of Shu, and had no choice but to withdraw from the sword. Chihu failed to lead the way for Qingshan."

The Sixth Mountain Lord said regretfully.

"Later, after Great Zhao moved south, Zhao Huangting never went to Shuzhong again, and never tried to give Qingshan a head start."

Hearing the words, the first mountain owner couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Jianchi Palace in the middle of Shu, that is a sword-making family that has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. There are a lot of stubborn old bones. If you want to enter its holy place, Jianchi Lake, it is difficult Oh."

Everyone chatted for a while, and the aura on the young man's body gradually gathered.

Li You'an's eyes were bright, at this moment, his heart was full of the future picture he saw on the cliff.

Maybe only he and An Le saw this scene, even the six mountain masters didn't know it.

Therefore, Li You'an's eyes are burning, and he has great expectations for An Le. Those who are in charge of the sword energy in the future may have the possibility to change the future.

Although the future is bleak, there is hope for change today.

"The three sword qi left by the holy master, past, present and future, I understand the past and the present, only the future is difficult to grasp, and now the future sword qi is also mastered by others, the three sword qi left by the holy master in the world They all belong.”

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

The first mountain master couldn't help laughing 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 future sword energy is in charge, it's time for the next person to talk to the teacher."

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

The eyes of several mountain masters and Li You'an all fell on An Le.

However, it is too early to tell.

Who can talk to the holy master is not sure until the last moment.

"This time, if he fails to win the first place in the palace test, he will have to wait for the next Chunwei. But in terms of 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, the opening of the seventh mountain gate and the ownership of the seventh mountain master may also be confirmed.

The re-opening of the gate of the holy mountain is a very meaningful event for the whole world.

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

Today's Yuanmeng Empire occupies the middle land, draws on the world's dragon veins, and is irrigated by dragon veins. The Tianjiao came forth in large numbers, and the Yuanmeng Emperor, who is the number one in the world, looks down on the practitioners in the world. Countless Yuanmeng Tianjiao follow the Yuanmeng Emperor as an example , skyrocketed.

Once the seventh mountain gate is opened, the arrogances of the Yuanmeng Empire will definitely look at it.

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 Dazhao, but the holy mountain of Central Earth. For example, not all of the six mountain masters are from Dazhao. It doesn't matter.

The mountain wind blows, the night is dark, and the stars are shining.

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

The cold night wind blows in the mountains, and the branches and leaves of many ancient trees in the forest are slowly rubbing, making a slight rustling sound, Anle's white clothes are flying, holding the ordinary green mountains in his palms, and his eyes are still full of excitement.

Because of controlling the future sword energy, the increasingly powerful and majestic invincible momentum, coupled with the blessing of the grand sword energy, the whole person is somewhat independent and independent.

The future sword energy is hidden in the green hills. With the green hill town of the future, An Le can gradually understand the future sword energy, and even completely control the future sword energy, bursting out the sword energy's miraculous and shocking power.

He subconsciously looked at Li You'an, but was taken aback, because in the originally empty Fusong Mountain, there were six more figures, including the familiar Sixth Mountain Master.

"I have seen the mountain master, and all the seniors."

An Le wears the ink pool and green mountain on his waist, cups his fists and bows to the six people.

He didn't know other people, but it didn't prevent him from recognizing how powerful these people were. After all, apart from the old man who came riding a crane, and the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, the others all descended in a distracted way. That powerful mental aura made An Le tremble.

"These are the six mountain masters of the holy mountain."

Li Youan suppressed the worries in his heart about the future he had seen before, now that An Le is in charge of the future sword energy, giving him hope, there is no need to put worries on his face.

Six mountain masters?

An Le's eyes shrank when he heard the words, and he couldn't help being shocked, the master of the holy mountain... everyone is a figure in the legend, 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 on the Sixth Mountain before, but he never imagined that today he would meet all of them.

An Le cupped his fists again, showing enough respect to the mountain masters.

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

In the figure, a graceful female figure said with a smile.

Because it is the primordial spirit, the voice has a few echoes of the quiet voice of the empty valley.

A silhouette of Yuanshen in flowing robes also opened his mouth and said: "Teacher's past, present and future three sword qi have unimaginable power. Although You'an has comprehended the past and present, but he really mastered The only thing left is the sword energy now, with the help of his Qianbaidu, let him run amok on the Canglang River battlefield."

"Even the few sky wolves under Emperor Yuanmeng's command can hardly keep You'an."

"Thus, although you have just mastered the sword energy of the future, if you have the opportunity, you can learn about the sword energy of the past and the present with You'an. If you can really master the three sword energy of the teacher, you will be at ease and proud in this world. Merry."

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

There is also a smile on the corners of Li Youan's lips: "If there is a chance, I will teach it, but now that An Le has just mastered the future sword energy, there is no need to worry about the past and present sword energy, until he truly understands the future sword energy , can display the future sword energy, it is not too late to learn."

"Otherwise, you'll just be too greedy to chew."

When An Le heard the words, he also nodded solemnly. He naturally understood this truth.

Afterwards, all the mountain masters chatted with An Le for a few more words, and then left one after another. The primordial spirit dispersed like the wind, the first mangosteen rode a crane and the sixth mountain master left with a sword.

Fusong Mountain returned to calm again, but this time, An Le didn't know the disturbance she caused, but it had already swept the whole world.

The Yuanmeng Empire, the Xiliang Kingdom, and the Dali Kingdom all have strong people who are inspired by him, and the powers in the world such as Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples also have strong people vying for his attention.

Of course, these strong men didn't know that it would be such a young man who took charge of the future sword energy.

Most of them still thought that the one who controlled the future sword energy was Li Youan, the number one scholar of Great Zhao Legend.

After the six mountain masters left, Li You'an and An Le did not stay on Fusong Mountain too much. This Fusong Mountain had completed its mission and failed to become the seventh mountain. From now on, only Li Youan would come occasionally. Even from now on, no one will care about it.

The two of them flew away from this little-known mountain together, and returned to the bustling Lin'an Mansion, which was like a dream.

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Qin Xiangfu.

A piece of plain onyx, the mood of sadness permeates inside and outside this extremely noble mansion.

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

The waterside pavilion, where Qin Qianqiu often enjoys himself, is also hung with plain onyx and black cloth.

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

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

Qin Lishi glanced at Qin Huaan who was standing quietly beside him, and there were not many emotional fluctuations or changes in his eyes.

"Your brother is dead."

Qin Lishi said in a hoarse voice.

"I know you don't like Qianqiu, and the relationship between the two of you is not harmonious, but, after all, he is the same as you, flowing with my blood."

Qin Lishi threw some baits into the pool, causing the fish in the pool to bloom like clusters of 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 a good life, but he doesn't want to waste it. He knows that his talent is not as good as yours, so he needs to do it." He puts himself under the command of the First Prince, and wants to gain a reputation and strength comparable to yours through the First Prince's appreciation."

Qin Lishi said softly, he had never said these words to Qin Huaan on weekdays.

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

"Your elder brother has good talent, but unfortunately he died early. Your younger brother has poor talent, but he is also dead now."

"Now, I, Qin Lishi, have only your son left."

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 to a maidservant would not be able to stand on the stage. If he hadn't been talented enough, the whole of Lin'an might not know that Prime Minister Qin returned. There is a son named Qin Huaan.

Qin Lishi turned his head and glanced at Qin Hua'an, and gave a rare, somewhat gentle smile: "Don't you want to learn from your brother, that Anle is in Lin'an, and now there are too many reliance and protection, you can't kill him at once, then He will scare the enemy, and to kill him, one must find an excellent opportunity to completely crush him to death."

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

"Besides, the Fakong who he killed was a disciple of the Holy Monk Crossing the Sea in Lianhua Temple, and Buddhism is the most protective... The karma of Anle is finally settled."

"Therefore, you don't want to deal with him at will."

Qin Huaan's cold face was flattered by Qin Lishi's rare gentleness.

Over the years, this is the second time that my father has shown such tenderness.

The first time I learned about his amazing talent in practice.

"This son entered the pre-temple examination, and you have also been recommended to participate in the pre-temple examination. He is on the list of minor saints just like you, and he wants to be a blockbuster in the pre-temple examination, and compete with you for a dialogue with the holy master Qualifications."

"I hope you will suppress him severely and crush him in the front meeting! Injure him severely and let his state decline. I want you to guarantee that he will never be in the top three."

Qin Lishi gradually became serious.

Qin Hua'an's eyes couldn't help but be dignified by Qin Lishi's words, completely crushing Anle, and the test in front of the palace will crush Anle and severely damage Anle.

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

At that time, the father can avenge the death of his younger brother.

This request was not too much, nor did it exceed 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, I will try in front of the palace, I will do my best, An Le... I will also completely defeat him."

"Invincible... in front of me, he can't get together."

Qin Huaan said calmly.

In the calm, but full of confidence.

The third place on the Xiaosheng list, the two princes of Zhao who are overwhelming him, Zhao Xianyou needless to say, being relegated to immortals in this world is incomparable to mortals.

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

He was inferior to the two of them, and he was not wronged.

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 family.

Being able to enter the list of minor saints is also a minor holy decree he obtained by his own ability.

Today's Qin Hua'an is at the pinnacle of the five realms of body training, and also at the pinnacle of the five realms of refining the spirit, plus he has comprehended the secret skills passed down by the saint master in the little holy order.

He believes that he is the champion of this year's Chunwei.

Qin Lishi could feel Qin Huaan's self-confidence. For this son, he had never had too much anxiety since he was a child, because what Qin Huaan did was always perfect.

Qin Huaan looked at the koi fish tumbling in the water. The koi carp that was as gorgeous as fireworks made his eyes gradually glow.

He is now his father's only son.

His father's gaze was 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 source of 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.

Put the ink pool in the hole of the long-lost old locust tree, An Le sat cross-legged under the old locust tree, took the bamboo sword and the green hill, bathed in the brilliance of the stars that broke through the evening clouds and sprinkled the world, the mind emerged, and diffused into the green hills .

As soon as his mind sank, An Le saw the incomparably majestic green mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he could see an incomparably majestic sword aura, appearing translucent, soaring upwards, like a dragon entrenched in the mountains, coiling around the green hills.

The sword qi was stronger than ever before, and An Le seemed to become incomparably small in front of this green mountain and in front of this sword qi.

Looking at this green hill and the dragon-like sword energy, An Le's heart trembled slightly.

The silky sword energy, like the wind and waves blowing from the towering mountain peak, impacted his mind, like a kind of baptism, a kind of refinement.

An optimistically looking at the future sword energy, he knows that now he is just taking this future sword energy out of the cliff and suppressing it with green hills. If he wants to truly master this future sword energy and turn it into something that belongs to him, it will be a long way to go. .

However, An Le's heart was a little eager, the pride in his heart, the spirit of a young man, and the invincible momentum gathered all made the young man never flinch in the slightest.

He even has high fighting spirit, wanting to conquer this divine dragon entrenched in the green hills.

He stared at Qingshan, stared at Jianqi, and kept looking.

Suddenly, he had an illusion of visualization.

An Le was shocked suddenly. The magic method he has been practicing is "Sword Waterfall Picture" taught by Mrs. Hua.

However, comparing the visualization of the sword waterfall picture with the visualization of the green hills and the future sword energy, it seems that there is too much difference.

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

Taking the future sword energy green mountain as a visualization map, it must be stronger than the sword waterfall.

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

An Le contemplates carefully, her mind is constantly growing.

After a night of visualization, Anle's mind and spirit retreated from the bamboo sword and the green mountain, and the sword energy in the Niwan Palace resounded, and the heart sword and sword embryo seemed to have a different meaning.

The primordial spirit that had just been condensed not long ago has grown much stronger now. The primordial spirit has a solid body, just 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 got up, held up the green hill, and began to dance swords in the courtyard. The dance was the three swords of Ci Pai.

After some sword practice, he inserted Qingshan into the cave of the old locust tree, and began to practice the ancient demon and five birds.

On the long embankment of the West Lake, Fa Kong, the disciple of the monk who crossed the sea, was beheaded. The other party was the first five-realm practitioner An Le killed.

Although it was only the fifth level of physical training, and the fourth level of spiritual refinement, it had to be said that An Le also felt a little bit of pressure on the opponent's strength.

Simply, An Le won, beheaded the opponent, strengthened his invincibility, and strengthened his mind.

Body forging cultivation base is also under the feedback of [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit's clear energy, breaking through to the four realms in one fell swoop, giving birth to the mysterious meaning of martial arts.

Anle's inner alchemy hangs in the dantian like a scorching sun, and the curling qi and blood linger around the inner alchemy, making it ethereal.

In the inner alchemy, there seems to be the roar of the ancient monster tiger, the fierce roar, and the neighing of the demon ape lingering endlessly.

His martial arts profound meaning was formed by fusing the visions of the ancient monster and five birds.

Today's him, once he makes a move, is full of divine power rushing, qi and blood tumbling, the ancient monster's vision is self-contained, and can be condensed into mysterious meaning, coagulated with qi and blood, and carry out long-distance killing.

Greatly enhanced the lethality of body forging martial arts!

With the addition of the rhythm five kills, An Le felt that his combat power had definitely improved by more than one level, and when he met Monk Fakong again, he could even easily crush him.

An Le was in a good mood. He entered the back room, changed into clean clothes, put on a green hill and an ink pool, An Le took a book and read while leaving the small courtyard.

Walking all the way along Taimiao Lane, under the eyes of many literati who are either frightened, enthusiastic, or avoiding suspicion, they set foot on the edge of the West Lake.

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

On the lake, a small boat drifted quietly.

On the boat, Fairy Yunrou was playing the piano, she seemed to see An Le, her eyes under the veil smiled softly.

Anle is dressed in white clothes like snow, with wide sleeves filling the breeze, lighting the lake, stepping on the lake and boarding a boat, quietly listening to the music of Fairy Yunrou on the boat.

The water of West Lake is swaying.

The years are quiet.

However, this quiet scene caused an uproar among many literati on the long embankment, but everyone was envious and jealous, but they dared not speak loudly for fear of disturbing Mr. An who was reading quietly on the boat.

Master An is not only good at painting, but also good at killing people.

Killing a murderous monk in one day, and killing the young son of the Qin family regardless of Qin Xiang's power...

The ominous reputation of Master An also spread in Lin'an Mansion.

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

After An Le listened to the qin music, she bid farewell to Fairy Yunrou, left the West Lake, walked towards Jing Street, and came to the Lin Mansion, where she came to work and paint as usual.

After entering Lin's mansion, Miss Xixiang took her to Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

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

Outside the water pavilion, Lin Zhuifeng's carefree voice resounded like a loudspeaker, echoing half of the Lin mansion.

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

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Mr. An has won!"

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