Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 118 Brought hope to your Jianchi Palace 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

The sword energy is soaring to the sky, and the whole city is filled with sword weapons!

Jiang Ju upstairs.

An Le put down the cup, and put his palm against the ink pool on his waist. This sword weapon, which he had cultivated to the fifth rank, was trembling uncontrollably now, as if he wanted to listen to the call of the female sword god. From now on, join the sword team in the Jiangling Mansion.

Qingshan did not move, obviously Qingshan's rank was not affected by the sword intent of this female sword god.

The breeze blew slowly, and the fragrance of the green bamboo leaves contained in the jug smashed by Zhao Huangting, an old man from the Taimiao, was swept in. The fragrance was overflowing and intoxicating.

Facing the powerful practitioner who Li Youan had just left, he made a sudden move.

An Le originally thought that the old man might be forced to play his hole card.

A mahogany sword, carrying a purple sky thunder, the one who makes the move is a scroll of the sky, no doubt a practitioner of the nine realms.

The old man of Taimiao had just told Anle about the realm of practice after the fifth realm. It can be said that each realm is very different, and those who can reach the nine realms are undoubtedly talented people.

However, An Le did not expect that the old man would actually... solve the problem in this way.

An Leke still remembered that Zhao Huangting once told him that he had many confidante friends in the rivers and lakes, some were human, and some were even not human...

But he never thought that when he first came to Jiangling Mansion, he would meet the old man's confidante to help him.

An Le looked at the fat woman called Mei Niang who brought up three pots of green bamboo leaves.

At this moment, the fat woman had a smile on her face, and An Le could guess that the overbearing female sword god who brought the swords hanging all over the sky should be the fat woman who tipped off the news.

Even, this Jiangju building is a place for the other party to pass on information.

As soon as the old man entered the Jiangling Mansion, he went straight to Jiangju Tower, took An Le and others up the tower, it seemed that he had expected it a long time ago.

Li Youan also guessed this, so he left in peace.

Sure enough, these seniors who walk the rivers and lakes will not easily put themselves in danger. If they don't have some means, the rivers and lakes will not be so easy to drift casually.

Around Jiangjulou, the sword was hanging upside down, the tip of the sword was pointing down to the ground, the sharp sword energy was constantly surging, and the own energy between the heaven and the earth caused the sword to clang.

The mahogany sword whirling with purple thunder roared towards it.

The female sword god is full of heroism, like the leader of the migratory birds at the forefront, blocking in front of Jiangjulou, and the old man leans in front of the railing.

Zhao Huangting was dressed in plain clothes, his temples were frosty white, his eyes were deep but with a touch of softness, looking at the heroic woman who came stepping on a sword, there seemed to be pictures of the past in his eyes, which came to mind little by little.

Gradually, there was a little nostalgic melancholy in his eyes.

Recalling the past, the years are like songs.

He used to carry a flying sword all over the city with a smile, stepping on the sword to support the woman, but now, as time goes by and the stars are turning, the woman brings the sword and hangs it all over the city, venting her anger for him.

Perhaps, this is the fate of the sword rising and falling.

In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who can say nothing.

The wind by the lake, the sword energy between heaven and earth, blows the frosty hair and long eyebrows of the old man's temples.

Compared with the old man's sentimentality, the woman was bristling with anger, her feet stomping on the sword, and her aura was soaring to the sky.

Just like the sentence she yelled, the turmoil hit the entire Jiangling Mansion: Any cat or dog dares to point a sword at my husband!

The newly promoted real person who came out of the Tianshi's mansion is also worthy? !
The female sword god tapped with her fingers, and the mahogany sword wrapped in boundless purple thunder that flitted towards her was immediately deflected by her tap, and rushed into the sky roaring.

The woman points her sword.

The swords hanging all over the city roared and rushed towards the mahogany sword.

Every sword weapon slammed into the mahogany sword as if it was desperate!
The purple thunder splashed, and the lightning arc moved.

Some swords exploded and fell apart, and some swords burst open and fell powerlessly.

But there are really too many densely packed sword weapons, intertwined and densely distributed in front of the eyes, and they are not afraid of collapse at all, like soldiers who are not afraid of death.

The thunder on the mahogany sword was completely eliminated by Jiandui, and it was even continuously impacted by the sword, making a whine.

In the end, it fell down like a tattered peach branch.

The sky above Jiangling Palace.

The Daoist Robe Nine Realm Daoist of the Heavenly Master's Mansion suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his complexion turned slightly pale, and the mind and sword intent on the mahogany sword was washed away by many lifeless swords.

With fluttering sleeves, he made a sudden move, and immediately the mahogany sword flew back, full of gaps, which made the Taoist really feel bad.

There was a ray of anger in his eyes!
However, looking at the densely packed sword weapons, the anger that rose in my heart gradually subsided again.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the phrase "Jiangling Mansion is not far from Jianchi Palace" that King Jiangling said.

"Jianchi Palace in the middle of Shu, the lord of the palace, Su Muzhe."

As the Ninth Realm of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the Taoist naturally recognized the woman in front of him who wielded thousands of swords and came to charge him with a thousand-year-old mahogany sword domineeringly.

However, Li Qingchuan, who was scolded as a cat or a dog, stepped into the Nine Realms with high spirits, was naturally quite sullen.

He thinks that he has stepped into the Nine Realms, and he is well-known in this world and in this rivers and lakes.

He had also heard about the old emperor's uncle, Zhao Huangting, who killed Emperor Yuanmeng with a bamboo sword.

But today he took out the Juan Lei Peach Wood Sword and asked the old emperor uncle to fight for his reputation. At that time, the old emperor uncle killed Emperor Yuanmeng...only three swords were used, which is no different from his today's fight for reputation .

Terrible murderous intent permeated the huge Jiangling Mansion.

The heroic female sword god Su Muzhe stood on the sword, her eyes were like iron, and her murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

It seems that he is not satisfied with defeating Taomu Jian.

The dissatisfied and sullen eyes of the old Taoist made her very angry, pointing at her husband, how dare she refuse to accept? !

The clothes on the female sword god's body flew up, and her palms suddenly pressed down.

Countless sword weapons were actually in the sky above Jiangling Mansion, forming a gigantic sword weapon palm.

The palm was clapped with a bang, and countless sword energy roared down.

Taoist Li Qingchuan of Tianshifu's complexion changed slightly.

With the imprint in his hand, golden light bloomed between his brows, but the white dust whisk trembled slightly and began to grow, wrapping around his back like a waterfall.

However, in Jiangling Palace.

Between leisure pavilions and waterside pavilions.

King Jiangling, who was sitting opposite the second prince, smiled lightly.

"Let me tell you, the old emperor uncle is safe in Jiangling Mansion. He has been involved with Jianchi Palace for 500 years. How can such a person be isolated and helpless in Jiangling Mansion?"

"Li You'an can leave with peace of mind, naturally he knows his confidence."

King Jiangling laughed.

Then he picked up the cup and threw it violently into the sky.

The splashed wine exuded a brilliant atmosphere, and suddenly turned into a light curtain, stopping in front of the sword's palm.

"Palace Master Su, this newcomer to the Heavenly Master's Mansion has just entered Jiangling and doesn't know the rules, so how about giving this king some face?"

King Jiangling's voice came from the mansion.

However, Su Muzhe, the female sword god standing on the head of the sword, didn't show any intention of holding back or showing face.

The palm of the sword weapon slapped hard on the Jianchi Palace, causing a burst of ripples, as if densely packed sword weapons were about to penetrate the light curtain and descend.

In the palace, King Jiangling frowned.

His face...he has no face in front of this woman.

However, at this time, when Jiang Ju was upstairs, Zhao Huangting waved his hand: "Okay, okay, a lesson will be enough."

"You are now the Palace Master of Jianchi Palace. At least one Great Heavenly Master must come to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so that you can play your best cards."

Zhao Huangting's words resounded.

Su Muzhe, the female sword god standing on the head of the sword, couldn't stop nodding when she heard the words: "What Mr. Xiang said makes sense."

Then the palm was retracted, and countless swords turned into streams of light one after another, returning to her body like thousands of swords returning to their ancestors, and diffused into the center of her eyebrows.

Vaguely, between the woman's eyebrows, there seemed to be a palace of sword aura, and inside the palace, densely packed sword weapons were hung.

In the sky above the Jiangling Prince's Mansion, Li Qingchuan, a Taoist from the Tianshi Mansion, felt that his back was soaked and his face was a bit ugly.

King Jiangling squinted his eyes, he was really surprised, he never thought that this old uncle sealed Nirvana with a heart sword, his temper became much better, and he would actually let Su Mushi back down.

If it had been changed before, Li Qingchuan of Tianshifu would never have left unharmed without a little blood.

After thinking for a while, he raised the wine cup in his glass, and his figure suddenly rose to the sky. The gorgeous clothes were long, and the whole person exuded an indescribable nobility and elegance.

"Old Emperor Uncle, when you come to Jiangling Mansion again, I have nothing to entertain you, so I will offer you a glass of wine."

The King of Jiangling smiled and said, step by step, he wanted to go towards Jiangjulou.

However, Zhao Huangting, who was leaning against the railing on Jiangju upstairs, didn't even look at it.

Tongue spit out a word like spring thunder.

"roll."

After the words fell, he turned and entered the building without paying any attention.

King Jiangling's steps froze in the air. Although he was ashamed and annoyed, there was still a refined smile on his face.

He drank the wine, gestured towards Jiangjulou, and returned to the palace.

Taoist Li Qingchuan of Tianshi Mansion also re-entered the mansion.

Second Prince Zhao Pei frowned while drinking the bright red wine brewed by King Jiangling himself.

Regret flashed in his eyes, with the help of Su Muzhe, the lord of Jianchi Palace, it would not be so easy to capture An Le easily.

As the world's top Jianghu power, Jianchi Palace is not weaker than Tianshi Palace.

There are old celestial masters in the Tianshi mansion who can enter the immortal gate with their souls, but Jianchi Palace also has an old sword master who is so unfathomable that even the old emperor uncle has to be beaten obediently.

Therefore, since Su Muzhe made a move, it meant that the entire Jianchi Palace was moved, and the price to be paid for capturing An Le was too great.

King Jiangling and old Taoist Li Qingchuan returned to the pavilion.

The atmosphere is a bit dull and weird.

King Jiangling's eyes fell on the second prince, and said: "Second Highness, if you want to capture An Le, it may not be so easy now."

"Then what Anle wants to do in Jianchi Palace can be guessed. It must be the old emperor who wants to fight one last time, using the power of Jianchi Lake to fight for Qingshan."

The second prince Zhao Pei said lightly.

"It's not a big problem if you can't catch Anle. The old emperor's suppression of the Nirvana fire with the heart sword will not last long, so he will definitely go north to challenge the Yuanmeng emperor."

"That battle will never come back. After the old emperor's uncle falls, there will be no shelter for this Anle. At that time, capturing him will be nothing but easy."

"I begged the old emperor's uncle many times, wanting to hold the sword and Qingshan, but the old emperor's uncle has not given it to me for a long time."

"It's understandable not to give it to Zhao Xianyou. The blood flowing in his body is the evil of Qingshan, so why can't I hold the sword?"

Zhao Pei shook his head and drank the special wine in the cup.

"So, I also want to go and see this Jianchi Palace. If this son fails to lead the way for Qingshan, maybe... can I?"

"At that time, I will be in charge of Qingshan in front of the old emperor uncle, and I can also count the injustice I had at the beginning."

A smile hung on the corner of Zhao Pei's lips.

As a genius who has inherited the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Xiaosheng is only ranked after Zhao Xianyou on the Xiaosheng list.

There is no need to say much about Zhao Xianyou's monster level, and Zhao Pei didn't have the slightest intention to compare with Zhao Xianyou.

Except for Zhao Xianyou, he was the best in the list of minor sages. In his eyes, Qin Huaan, the genius son of Qin Lishi and his maidservant, was just a little bit capable.

But not being able to hold the sword on Qingshan has always been a knot in his heart.

Under the leadership of the emperor, he once begged the old emperor's uncle for a gift of green hills three times, but he couldn't get it, so he was naturally dissatisfied.

Taoist Li Qingchuan of the Master's Mansion also recovered his complexion that day, and said with a smile: "The Second Highness has now inherited the Purple Qi Golden Lotus from the Tianshi Mansion, and with the help of the Golden Lotus, he will surely be able to skyrocket and reach the Ninth Realm in the future."

"The Qingshan sword, so what if you don't have it?"

The king of Jiangling also had a strange look on his face when he heard the words, the purple qi golden lotus in the Tianshi Mansion is extraordinary, I heard that the purple qi golden lotus, which is born once every 200 years, contains good luck, those who win the golden lotus are very angry Lucky and prosperous, there is no big obstacle on the road of practice.

It is the testimony of the close connection between Tianshi Mansion and the royal family.

For hundreds of years, Tianshi Mansion has been trying to become the state religion of the Great Zhao Dynasty, using the power of the country to overwhelm the Zhenwu Temple. Although it failed, the long-term entanglement and the entanglement of luck have made Tianshi Mansion more and more popular. grow.

The second prince can get the purple qi golden lotus, and it should be soon to break through the six realms. If the emperor of the Zhao family really does not succeed in renewing his life, the purple qi golden lotus will definitely become a very important bargaining chip in the battle between the dragons.

This may also be the purpose of Tianshi Mansion. If the second prince ascends to the throne, Tianshi Mansion, which has bet a lot of chips on the second prince, may really become the national religion of Dazhao.

The second prince glanced at the Taoist, his eyes were full of deep meaning, Qingshan represented not only a sword, but also a kind of recognition.

"As the second prince of Dazhao, I should have no problem if I want to take a look at Jianchi Lake."

The second prince said lightly.

Zhao Xi, King of Jiangling, couldn't help but smiled when he heard the words: "Of course not, Jianchi Palace never prevents people from viewing Jianchi Lake, because the old sword sage at the level of a land fairy said that watching Jianchi Lake only depends on fate , If there is a destiny, any scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken can enter, if there is no destiny, even if it is the Nine Realms, they will not be able to set foot in half a step."

"The old emperor's uncle was notorious in Jianchi Palace back then, but he still had the opportunity to view Jianchi Lake because of this fate."

"The sword bell hanging in front of Jianchi Lake will tell if there is a destiny. The second prince can go and try to see if he can ring the sword bell."

King Jiangling's complexion was gentle and refined.

"Aren't Uncle Wang going?" the second prince asked.

There was a gloomy look on the gentle and elegant face of King Jiangling: "I won't go."

"I and that sword bell are disgusting to see each other."

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Upstairs in Jiangju, the female sword god floated down.

This is a heroic woman, wearing a scale armor with a tight waistline, lined with blue clothes, the whole person looks like a sword drawn out of its sheath.

A woman is like a sword, full of sword energy. Although she is not extremely beautiful, the heroic spirit set off by that temperament is more eye-catching than ordinary beauties.

Zhao Huangting was sitting on a chair, eating small dishes and drinking wine.

Su Muzhe, the lord of Jianhu Palace, came and sat on a chair, staring straight at Zhao Huangting.

"It's been 100 years, and you haven't come to Jianchi Palace to see me for a full 100 years."

Su Mushi opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he asked questions.

"Now that you can do it, you turned on the fire of Nirvana and suppressed it with the Heart Sword before you came to see me... How many days until we see you?"

Su Muzhe said, pursing his lips.

Zhao Huangting sighed, nodded An Le beside him, and said: "This is An Le, little friend An, I gave him the green mountain as a gift, and this time I brought him to Jianchi Palace, and I want to try again to see if he can do it for me. Aoyama opens up."

An Le clasped her fists and said, "I've seen you before."

Su Mu took a look at An Le, the young man was handsome and extraordinarily handsome, and even faintly had an arrogance like a green bamboo, vaguely, he seemed to see the appearance of the old man in front of him when he was young.

For a while, Su Muzhe's eyes softened a little: "Jianchi Lake is always there, as long as you can ring the sword bell in front of the pool, no one will stop you."

"I know this. As for whether the sword bell can ring, this kid is sure."

Zhao Huangting grinned, took a piece of stir-fried pork liver, held it in one hand, and fed it to the woman's mouth.

"Come on, calm down, eat a piece of pork liver, Jiangjulou's stir-fried pork liver, served with bamboo leaf green, the taste is amazing."

Su Muzhe looked at the pork liver that the old man handed to his mouth, and immediately lost most of his anger, opened his mouth slightly, and ate the pork liver.

An Le: "..."

He seemed innocent enough to be fed a mouthful of dog food.

However, the old emperor is very good at it.

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng on the side covered their mouths and laughed, their eyes sparkling.

"How is the old Sword Master?" Zhao Huangting asked after feeding Su Muzhe a sip of wine.

Su Muzhe shook his head: "Not very good."

Hearing this, Zhao Huangting frowned immediately: "It's not good for you to say...it seems really bad."

"The old sword master's cultivation is as high as the sky. As one of the land immortals in the world, he has always supported the Jianchi Palace. If the old sword master is not there, the Jianchi Palace may be in danger. The particularity of Jianchi Lake, if there is no Xeon Those who sit in the town, the future cannot be speculated."

"The king of Jiangling is ambitious, the Dali Kingdom is watching, and the Yuanmeng Empire will definitely not give up the treasure land of Jianchi Lake... I am afraid that the nine realms of Jianhu Palace will be quite difficult. Hold on with the strength to beat me."

Zhao Huangting smacked his lips.

However, there is no way, even his time is approaching, not to mention the old sword master who was already famous all over the world before he became famous.

Although the Ten Realm Land Immortal can live longer, it still has a limit.

And when the deadline comes, it will be even more desperate, because it is impossible for the tenth realm to break through the eleventh realm, and there is even no clear way to see it.

There is no way or hope, how can we not despair?
"It's because I didn't live up to it. If I can break through the ten realms, I won't have these problems."

Su Muzhe sighed, but how can there be such a breakthrough in the tenth realm? How many romantic and peerless people in this world have been stuck at the peak of the ninth realm for hundreds of years and cannot take a step forward. How can she, Su Muzhe, take this step so easily?
But no matter how precarious the sword pool palace might be in the future, there would be no danger if the old sword master was still around.

No one dares to underestimate or ignore the deterrence of a Ten Realm Land Immortal.

"Didn't I come to bring hope to your Jianchi Palace? Boy An has a different relationship with swords, as if he was born for swords. This time I will bring him to start the battle for Qingshan, and wait for him to be the leader of Qingshan." The opening is successful, I believe that the old sword master will know how to grasp this hope, and the future of Jianchi Palace will be arranged."

Zhao Huangting grinned, and suddenly pulled An Le by his side, and patted her on the shoulder.

Su Muzhe was stunned for a moment, and then turned his attention to An Le again.

Although An Le has green hills to conceal his cultivation, with Su Muzhe's strength, he can easily see that An Le's cultivation is not high, and even...has not broken through the sixth realm.

However, she heard confidence from Zhao Huangting's mouth. Zhao Huangting, who had failed four times in a row for Qingshan, this time, did not have any worries, but had the confidence to break through the clouds.

It was an unprecedented, stronger self-confidence than he had in himself.

Su Muzhe knew very well how difficult it was to ring the sword bell in front of Jianchi Lake, and he knew even more how difficult it was to start for Qingshan.

This young man's swordsmanship talent...why should Mr. Xiang value him so much? !
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