Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 121 Dan was born innate, gods raised Xiaguang, the bell rang 36, and swords hung all over the city [ask for a monthly ticket]

The purple qi golden lotus in Tianshifu is indeed very strange. It is a strange thing that was born by gathering the luck of the dynasty with the secret technique of Tianshifu. It floats in the luck pool on the mountain top of Tianshifu.

Although the Great Zhao Dynasty has never recognized the Tianshi Mansion as the state religion of Dazhao, the relationship between the Dazhao Royal Family and the Tianshi Mansion is very close. It can be said that since the Zhao ancestor opened the Great Zhao Dynasty, the Tianshi Mansion has been in harmony with The Great Zhao Dynasty was tied together.

The Dazhao royal family will send the royal blood to practice in the Tianshi Mansion, and the Purple Qi Golden Lotus has always been only possessed by the royal blood.

The second prince won the Purple Qi Golden Lotus, if he returns to Lin'an Mansion, he will definitely attract a large number of courtiers to vote.

The eldest prince's lineage will bear a lot of impact.

However, the eldest prince's lineage is supported by Qin Lishi, a power minister in the court. Even if the second prince has a purple qi golden lotus, he can't be said to be able to hold the eldest prince firmly.

And the second prince also has plans, if he can create a momentum in Jianchi Palace, and even make the whole Jianchi Palace support him.

In the battle of the direct dragons in Lin'an Mansion, he will definitely be able to grasp an absolute advantage.

But in order to gain the recognition of Jianchi Palace, the key is to ring this thousand-year-old sword bell. The sword bell rings eighteen times, which is the focus of Jianchi Palace's attention.

If he can surpass the Eighteen Rings, the old sword master of the land fairy level will be born for him!
The second prince, Zhao Pei, came here with this thought. He planned to use the power of the purple qi golden lotus to strike eighteen times in one go, and show off his posture in the Jianchi palace.

If he can provoke the legendary land fairy-level old sword master, then there is absolutely no problem for him to inherit Da Zhao in the future.

He released the purple qi golden lotus, with an absolutely powerful aura, intending to knock An Le off the stone platform, so that his aura can be even stronger, and there is definitely hope for him to ring eighteen times.

However, the second prince, Zhao Pei, never thought that the Ziqi Jinlian would be suppressed and thrown off the stone platform... It was not An Le, but him!
"Invincible potential..."

The second prince, Zhao Pei, who fell off the stone platform, was under the suppression of the purple aura and golden lotus light all over his body, and it became a bit dim, with an ugly look on his face.

He felt what the sky dragon that suddenly soared into the sky was.

Invincible potential!
The invincible power of the white python to transform into a sky dragon!
This kid can actually gather invincibility to such an extent!

Once the sixth realm is broken through, the invincible power will be integrated into the primordial spirit and the physical body, and the foundation will be extremely firm. In the future, it will be easier than anyone else to attack the seventh and eighth realms!

Why is Li Youan's cultivation speed so fast?
That's because at the beginning, he gathered invincible power and embarked on a legendary road that became famous all over the world. After the sixth realm, he became invincible. Because of his tenacity, he was unstoppable!
Only when the eighth realm hits the ninth realm will it cause a barrier.

The second prince did not expect to see such courage in An Le.

When An Le became famous in Lin'an, he was still retreating in the Tianshi Mansion, and wanted to pick the purple golden lotus at the same time, and attack the double six realms at the same time, laying a solid foundation.

It's a pity that they couldn't break through at the same time, so they gave up the breakthrough and planned to use the purple qi and golden lotus to accumulate for a period of time to achieve a stable charge.

Therefore, he only knew that An Le had drawn his sword to chop off the palm of the emperor of the Zhao family in front of Tianxuan Palace, destroying the emperor's plan to seize the heart sword.

But he didn't know that this child's invincibility was so powerful that he even turned into a dragon!

Just when the second prince's face was ugly and his heart was burning with anger.

However, how could it be possible to beat him who released the purple qi golden lotus just by relying on invincibility? !
On the stone platform, An Le didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and didn't even look at him directly.

The second deafening sword bell rang, and it exploded again!

An Le's figure was suspended in the air, and his blood was boiling.

In the inner alchemy, mysterious meaning arises by itself!
A phantom of an ancient demon tiger appeared, roaring into the stars.

On An Le's body, there seemed to be ancient scriptures emerging, and he slapped the huge and heavy sword bell with a tiger-style palm!
thump—

The deafening roar of the tiger, blended with the bursting bell waves, spread towards the surroundings.

In the shape of ripples, it seems that a thin piece of rice paper has been pinched by a corner, and it is constantly hunting up and down under the blowing of the hurricane.

Sword Yin, Tiger Roar, Zhong Bo...the three seem to blend together.

The momentum was so great that all the practitioners sitting around the Jianzhong stone platform felt their scalps go numb.

The invisible air waves blasted away, and the frost grass on the ground, which was like a blessing of sword energy, was blown down hard on the bent pole!

Many disciples of Jianchi Palace, as well as the geniuses of Dali Kingdom's star list, their clothes were tightly attached to their bodies, and their hair was also swaying backwards.

One by one, their eyes widened, Jiazuo fell to the ground, and stabilized his figure.

Feeling the bell waves transmitted, use this to baptize the body, enhance the sword energy, and comprehend the sword intent!
"two."

When the sword chant, tiger roar and bell waves all dissipated, there was a low and deep sound lingering and exploding.

Then I saw the young man in white on the stone platform, the young man after being baptized with Zhong Bo's sword energy, his bones exploded, and he rose again.

The mysteries born in the inner alchemy are fully presented.

Before Jianzhong, An Le rehearsed the long-lost "Ancient Demon and Five Birds Classic", using the sword spirit contained in Jianzhong to exercise.

The mystery became more and more real. In the inner alchemy, there seemed to be an ancient demon tiger standing on the ground and roaring at the stars in the sky.

The ancient bear pose is like standing with a pill in his arms, An Le's qi and blood are swollen, as if it has turned into a mountain, as steady as the Fudo Mingwang in Buddhism, with angry eyes and tongue bursting with spring thunder.

Slapping both palms at the same time, they slapped on the sword bell neatly at the same time, causing thousands of swords in the sword bell to ring together, and the bell exploded again!
The sword chant became more and more high-pitched, and Zhong Bo continued to be piled up by the impact!

The sound of the ancient bell rushed into the sky, and the clouds were all blown up, as if a huge umbrella was propped up!

And in the Jianchi Lake, the huge waves piled up again, and the white waves were piled up with turbulent sword energy, which ruthlessly impacted on the cliff by the lake, and the explosion was torn apart, and the momentum was not small, but like this It's hard to match Zhong Bo's momentum!
Ring the bell with the five mystical meanings of the ancient demon and five birds. After one gesture is finished, the next one will be held. One wave carries another wave. There are waves on the lake that are one foot high and one foot high. The whole Jianchi Lake is like a big bowl full of water. Shake the water in the bowl from side to side.

Jianyin carried Zhong Bo, centered on the sword bell on the stone platform, and swept towards it!
"five!"

"six!"

"seven!"

……

Every time after the sword chant and Zhong Bo, there is always the sonorous and powerful voice of the young man echoing!

The majestic momentum in Zhong Bo, the high spirits in the sword chant, made everyone's expressions change!

The sound of such a majestic bell wave far overwhelmed Lu Ziwei, who rang the bell for 17 rings, and Lu Shisan, who rang the bell for 15 rings!
One look at the whole situation!

The starting tone is so high, it can be seen that its momentum is turbulent, and I am afraid that it will really resound through 18 tones!
Between heaven and earth, there was a strong wind.

On the bluestone road.

Su Muzhe, Zhao Huangting, and Wanjuliu stood there, their faces full of amazement, even Wanjuliu, who had been expressionless all the time, had his eyes wide open, and there were traces of swords intertwining on the surface of his shirtless upper body.

"The momentum of the first three rings has never been seen before!"

"This son may break the sword bell for 18 rings! No! I can't guess how many rings he can ring the sword bell!"

Wan Jieliu's deep voice overwhelmed Jian Yin and Zhong Bo, and said.

Su Muzhe's eyes were shining brightly, and Zhao Huangting beside her also had an extremely complicated complexion.

Back then, he stood on the stone platform and knocked the sword bell for 18 rings, which shocked the entire Jianchi Palace. Unknowingly, as time went by, he gave it to Qingshan, and the young man he brought with him also stood on the stone platform like he did back then. On top of that, he raised his hands and raised his feet, showing more momentum than he did back then!

Looking at the waves of Zhong Bo hitting him, Zhao Huangting had white hair and raised eyebrows, but he couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

This sword bell bell wave, just like that river water.

One wave pushes another wave, and one wave is stronger than another.

The youth's future will definitely be more exciting than Zhao Huangting's...!

Very good.

And on the bluestone road in the distance.

Li Qingchuan, a Taoist from the Tianshi Mansion, was shocked. He saw that the second prince, who had released the purple qi and golden lotus, was actually suppressed by the white-clothed boy from the stone platform.

How incredible is this.

What the second prince carried was the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!
Condensed with 200 years of luck, if the rare thing of heaven and earth that blooms just one flower can perfectly absorb the power of the purple qi golden lotus, the second prince can reach the peak of the eighth realm without any disasters, and has the qualification to hit the nine realms!
However, he was actually suppressed by that boy on Luoshitai!
"Impossible! Even if it is invincible, it is impossible!"

"There's something weird about this boy!"

Li Qingchuan, the real person of Tianshi Mansion, said firmly.

Beside him, King Jiangling, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stared at the young man in white with deep eyes, and there was something strange on his elegant face.

During the training of the ancient demon and the five animals, a majestic demon energy gushed out from the flesh and blood.

That evil spirit stirred King Jiangling's mood.

He stared at the bewitchingly handsome young man, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue, gently licking the bewitching vermilion lips.

In the depths of Jianchi Palace, at the entrance of Fangzheng's house.

The old man was leaning against the gate, the heat wave was billowing in the house, and on the sword casting furnace, the earth fairy fire seemed to be surging under the waves of the bell, loud and vigorous!

The old man with sword hair and silver hair pursed the corners of his lips, closed his eyes slightly, and listened to the waves of bells with full enjoyment. His face was full of grooves, and there was a long-lost smile on his face.

"The soul of the sword in the sword mound is cheering, every forged sword seems to burst out with a clanging sound, as if in response to the boy's knock..."

"Sword, I'm holding up this young man, I want to hold him up to the sky, to the throne of God!"

The old man tilted his head, and continued to listen to the increasingly high-pitched bell waves, every inch of flesh and blood trembling along with it.

"Good good."

Inside the room, the sword casting furnace seemed to be roaring, and the rising flames seemed to turn into a distorted face, devouring the red-hot sword embryo on the furnace!
The splashing sparks lit up the darkness in the house.

……

……

The oily spring rain falling all over the sky was shattered.

The potholes and water accumulated on the bluestone roads in the streets and alleys of Jinguan City are full of ripples.

Countless people held the swords around their waists, and they walked onto the street, full of shock and reverence, looking at the depths of Jinguan City, in the direction of Jianchi Palace.

Be it peddlers, literati, pawns, or divas in brothels, all of them are wearing swords. At this moment, their swords are trembling with the surging bell waves.

They clutched their sabers tightly, awe climbed onto their faces.

at the same time.

In front of Jianchi Lake.

An Le has already fallen into a state of immersion, the blood in his body is boiling, and at this moment, the Tongshen Sword Body is almost completely connected with Jianzhong.

Every time Zhong Bo and Jian Yin washed over the flesh, the whole body seemed to be slightly distorted.

The sword energy penetrates every corner of the body, and the impurities in the blood, meridians, and spiritual bones are pushed out by a little tremor, and the washed flesh becomes more and more flawless, like a transparent gem!

And these impurities turned into sweat, which splashed up every time the bell was struck, and was exploded by the waves of the bell, blasting into misty water mist, making An Le, who was ringing the bell, look like an exile!
An Le could feel that her physical training realm was constantly rising!
At this moment, the physical body that has been promoted by the Qingshan Ancient Sutra is getting higher and higher.

The profound meaning in the inner alchemy is circulating, the howling of the monster tiger, the howling of the fierce beast, and the cry of the devil monkey are all bursting out endlessly!
Vaguely, the scriptures of the ancient scriptures seemed to start to move in front of his eyes, making An Le's blood start to boil, emitting a torrential heat wave!
The fifth level of body forging is innate!

Give birth to a mouthful of the first weather!

So step on the innate for the fifth realm!

An Le vaguely felt that the inner alchemy was lingering in the mysterious, as if it was about to squeeze out a stream of extremely pure air, just like the air that could be contained in a mother's womb!
However, this ray of innate energy has not appeared for a long time!
Five kinds of mysteries surged, and Qingshan's future sword qi also emerged.

On the stone platform, An Le completely forgot himself, his majestic energy and blood burned like a flame, his spine roared like a dragon, and he swung his arms and beat the sword bell!
Ring again!
"Thirteen!"

"fourteen!"

"fifteen!"

Around the stone platform.

The bell wave became more majestic, and the second prince Zhao Pei's complexion became more dignified, and those who were shocked by this bell wave actually swayed!
His complexion became more and more ugly, and he was thrown off the stone platform.

At this moment, could it be that he couldn't even bear the bell waves from An Le's ringing bell? !
impossible!
The second prince, Zhao Pei, stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his face cold and silent, and his body hit Zhong Bo fiercely!

The frost grass on the lawn has already completely bowed down, unable to stand upright at all, as if it had been run over by a giant wheel.

The many disciples of Jianchi Palace all looked horrified and shocked.

"Exceeded! Exceeded 15 rings, surpassed Brother Lu!"

"It didn't stop! It's still going on with such high-pitched and turbulent bell waves!"

"It's scary, it's so high, it can still resound continuously, what kind of monster is this!"

……

Many disciples of Jianchi Palace didn't recognize An Le, but at this moment, they were all shocked by this young man!
Lu Shisanjia was lying on the ground, with his sword on his lap, but at this moment, his face was flushed red, and he did not feel the decadence and disappointment after being surpassed.

It's only 15 rings, although it's not bad, but in the records of Jianchi Palace, it's nothing.

So, what about being surpassed?
Listening to Zhong Bo, using Zhong Bo to cleanse the sword energy, and comprehend the sword intent, this is what he should do now!

Self-pity, that is the mind of mediocrity.

Geniuses seize every opportunity to enhance themselves!

The blue dress was tightly attached to Jiazuo's delicate body, and the blue hair flew up behind him like a waterfall. Lu Ziwei stared intently at the young man in white who was ringing the bell, extremely shocked.

She looked at the young man before, but she felt that the young man was quite strange, but she never thought that this young man had such a rich background and courage.

Such thick and high-pitched bell waves...

She knew that when the boy rang the first sound, she couldn't compare.

buzzing...

The Xingchen Sword, which was suppressed because of the ringing of the sword bell, trembled again. Lu Ziwei let out a breath, and her mind was filled with brilliant starlight intertwined around her body.

She began to improve her sword intent with the help of Zhong Bo!

Boom boom boom!
The bell continues to explode, and the bell continues!
"16!"

"17!"

"Ten...eight!!!"

Whether it is the practitioners of Jianchi Palace or Dali Star List, they are all unable to stabilize their minds.

When the 18th sword bell bell exploded!
There was a disciple of Jianchi Palace whose heart was almost bursting, not only did Zhong Bo not sink down, on the contrary, he became more and more high-pitched!
"when--"

On the stone platform!

In the sword bell, like ten thousand swords chirping together, those dead swords seemed to come to life at this moment!

The sword bell was originally suspended nine inches high, but at this moment, it has already been suspended nine feet high!

And this height is still rising!

On the stone platform, An Le was full of energy and blood, and his eyes were shining. The bell wave that seemed to distort the air hit his body and was washed away by the sword body, making his body as strong as fine steel. tough!

When the 18th rings, it explodes!

On Jianchi Lake, the waves have piled up to nine feet high!
It was as if a raging dragon was making trouble in the lake, hitting the cliff by the lake fiercely, and the splash of water vapor was icy cold!
In the inner alchemy of Anle, the mysterious meaning of the ancient demons and five birds, and the mysterious meaning of Qingshan's future sword energy suddenly sit!
Finally, under the violent tremors in the spinning inner alchemy, a stream of extremely pure white air flowed out slowly, lingering around the inner alchemy, like a free bird swimming in the world, hovering in the dantian middle!

Innate spirit!

When the bell rings 18, the congenital nature will be spontaneous!

However, when An Le exercised his body and stepped into the five innate realms, he did not slow down and stop beating the sword bell!
The center of the eyebrows suddenly cracked, and in the sword furnace, the sword energy resounded, the primordial spirit opened his eyes, and the sword embryo shone brightly in it!

After exercising, it's time to train the gods!
An Le tapped his fingers, and the ink pond whizzed out from his waist. The magical sword pierced through the sword energy, held the ink pond with his backhand, and struck with the hilt, just like Lu Ziwei, the number one star list in Dali Kingdom.

"19!"

The bell rang again, and the power showed no sign of falling down!

Zhong Bo swept away with a bursting sword chant, and the frost grass on the ground seemed to be killed by the sword energy, flying chaotically. The second prince under the nearest stone platform froze, and the purple air golden lotus was in full bloom. Carry this wave of bells!

"I can't take it anymore, how many more rings will it end?!"

"Unpredictable, unpredictable, the feeling will never stop!"

"I feel like my heart is going to explode!"

Some weak practitioners in Jianchi Palace and Dali Kingdom's Star List couldn't take it any longer, and started to growl, one after another, like frost grass uprooted by Zhong Bo, fled away one after another.

Can't hold on any longer.

And the bells are still ringing!
The sound of waves beating, the sound of bell waves, the sound of sword chant!

There is even the sound of crying and howling of Wanjian Sword Soul!
The sound pierces the ears, tremors the flesh and blood, and shakes the mind!

Although it does have the effect of exercising the body and exercising the mind, it must be able to bear it!
puff!

A disciple of Jianchi Palace who stubbornly wanted to bear Zhong Bo to temper himself, finally couldn't bear it anymore, held the trembling sword weapon, spit out blood, and hurriedly exited the range.

When the bell reached 25, there were only three people left around the stone platform, the second prince Zhao Pei who gave birth to a purple golden lotus, Lu Shisan whose face was as red as a drop of blood, and the one who seemed to attract the light of stars from the sky to cover his whole body. Lu Ziwei!

But they have all reached their limits!
The sword cries contained in the countless sword chants are like countless dead souls crying and roaring in their ears, as if they are crying and roaring why they who have fought for the master for years, drink blood and kill for the master, will be melted into the sword mound among!

Lu Shisan finally couldn't stand it under the increasingly high-pitched and weird bell waves, bleeding from his mouth and nose, the sword light swept away, and flew away at high speed!
After retreating to the bluestone path, he was panting heavily, his eyes were a little confused and at a loss.

Those sword cries...

In the end... true or false? !

Soon, the starry girl Lu Ziwei didn't hold on any longer, she left in a cool way, and landed on the bluestone road, she let out a breath, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

When the clock strikes thirty!
The purple qi golden lotus was impacted by the infinite sword qi, and there were even sword marks on it.

Click.

There seemed to be an undetectable crack in the golden sand above the eyebrows.

Zhao Pei's expression changed in shock, and he stopped continuing this meaningless support with the purple qi golden lotus, and left in a hurry!

On the stone platform, only the young man in white was left, his face was pale, but his whole body was filled with sword energy, and he continued to beat the sword bell, listening to the cries and unwillingness of the dead sword weapon!
Su Muzhe stared blankly at this scene, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"He... has a spirit in his body, he is communicating with these dead swords, awakening the spirit in these swords!"

Su Mu covered the road.

For her who hides a sword palace with a sword between eyebrows and Mu Wuwu sword weapon, she can most clearly feel the spirit of An Le!
This young man, at this very moment, is the god of swords!
It has nothing to do with cultivation, nothing to do with realm!
It's a kind of purity to the sword!

Fate with the sword!

After the ink pond, there is the green mountain, and Anle holds the green mountain and strikes the sword bell.

At this moment, the ancient clock is already nine feet high in the air!

The young man climbed up to the sky step by step on the stone platform, the wind was blowing, his clothes were flying, and he rang the bell with a bamboo sword, like ringing the lonely ancient bell hanging on the lonely peak.

A sense of desolation spread from it!
33!
34!
35!
Boom boom boom!
Jianchi Lake was so abrupt that there were no waves or waves.

A ray of sword energy bloomed from the lake, cutting the entire lake in half, and at the bottom of the lake, an extremely old man slowly opened his eyes.

An Le held the green hill and the ancient clock and fell from nine feet at the same time, and crashed onto the stone platform, smashing the stone platform so that it was covered with cracks.

An Le was dripping with sweat, exhaled slowly, and reported the last count.

"36."

In an instant.

The sword pool between eyebrows clangs, sitting behind the primordial spirit with the heart sword and sword embryo, the rays of light grow little by little!
Inner alchemy congeals the innate, and the primordial spirit lifts Xiaguang!
Exercise your body and refine your mind, and enter the five realms!
thump—

No.30 rings six times, the long sword bell, but it is no longer harsh, leaving only endless desolation, like a sigh.

Sweeping Jianchi Palace.

Diffuse Jinguan City.

in the city.

The swords of all the common people could no longer hold their hands when the last bell rang, and they soared into the sky, hanging nine feet in the air, with the tip of the sword facing down, hanging in the city, clanging and clanging, and mourning for the sword mound. !
The bell rings 36!
Swords are hanging all over the city!
ps: It’s not broken, I finished it in one breath, ask for a monthly ticket, and ask for a recommendation ticket for support!

(End of this chapter)