Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 145 Emperor Guanyuan attained the Dao in the years and fought against the puppet, the battle for the top of the little saint list [ask for a monthly ticket]

In Lin'an Prefecture, it rained heavily.

The raindrops lingered between the sky and the earth, covering everything with a gray color. In addition, the sky was getting late and the pitch-black night made it difficult to see clearly in the whole world.

The huge Lin'an Mansion is still brightly lit and prosperous.

On the West Lake, between the rain curtains, the flower boats are still singing and dancing. Even if the heavy rain makes the water of the West Lake turbulent, it is still difficult to extinguish the little brilliance blooming among the flower boats.

Inside the Linhua Pavilion, there is the sound of qin and zither, the sound of bells and drums, there are practitioners and literati who are still having fun and enjoying luxury in it.

The bloody fights on the Canglang River and the bloody battle of the soldiers crossing the river have nothing to do with the prosperity of Lin'an Mansion, nor have they affected this place in the slightest.

Within the imperial city.

Hundreds of officials gathered in Tianxuan Palace, discussing many matters.

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, wearing a golden dragon robe, and looked down on the officials below with incomparable majesty.

All the officials headed by Qin Lishi stood up and expressed their opinions. Most of the words were praises, praising the wealth and prosperity of the states and counties of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Of course, some officials also noticed that the Tong Diao Temple, which had been extremely popular for a while, disappeared after the Zhao Family Emperor's side became favored.

According to the usual, Tong Diao Temple should go to court with the emperor of the Zhao family.

Everyone is an exquisite generation, and they all heard about something, and they know where this Tong Diaosi has gone and what he is doing.

However, they didn't dare to ask more, after all, the matter involved was not honorable.

The emperor of the Zhao family felt rather boring about the flattery and praise of the officials below, mainly because his mind was not in the court meeting.

After thinking about it, he stopped the censor below who was still chattering, the emperor of the Zhao family got up, said nothing to leave the court, and planned to end the court meeting.

Suddenly.

Outside Tianxuan Palace, a golden-armored guard got the letter. He just glanced at it and felt his legs go weak. He hurriedly ran towards the palace.

"Report! An urgent letter from the border!"

The guards in golden armor shouted outside the hall.

Immediately, Diao Si hurried past, took the letter, and walked towards the palace. However, this Diao Si just glanced at the letter, and felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, and he almost collapsed on the ground. on the ground.

For Diao Si, the news of this letter was even more shocking!
Many people saw this scene, and there was a strange look in their eyes.

what happened?

What kind of letter would cause Jin Jiawei and Diao Si to show such expressions?
The border is expedited... Could it be that the iron cavalry of the Yuanmeng Empire crossed the Canglang River?

This is impossible!

The officials looked at each other with intertwined thoughts, as if they were guessing what happened.

The emperor of the Zhao family frowned, and stopped the pace of leaving.

Qin Lishi took a step forward and took the letter from Diao Si who was limp on the ground. After glancing at it, his heart shook and his pupils constricted. However, his psychological quality was naturally much better.

After taking a deep breath, he walked up to the high platform and handed the letter to the emperor of the Zhao family.

"Your Majesty... Tong Diao Temple... died in battle."

Qin Lishi sighed and said.

His words were not loud, but all the civil and military men in the Manchu Dynasty were not weak, so they could naturally hear them.

The emperor of the Zhao family trembled slightly, and a daze appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The letter said... Tong Guan was killed by An Le.

This... the Arabian Nights!

How can you kill the Nine Realms if you are only happy in the five realms?

Tong Guan is also a strong man who has both entered the Ninth Realm by refining his spirit and body. Even if Li Youan wanted to kill him, it would not be so easy.

However, it was absolutely mentioned in the letter that An Le killed Tong Guan, and also described the specific method of killing.

A huge statue of Blood Avalokitesvara appeared on the Canglang River, twenty evil ghost boats from Xiliang, and dozens of practitioners from Hell Palace all died.

The blood mist dissipated, Tong Diao Temple was decapitated by An Le holding a sword, and blood sprayed from the wound, rising several feet high without stopping.

In the end, the body sank in the Canglang River.

The emperor of the Zhao family was indeed at a loss, Tong Guan was his right hand man, right arm, Tong Guan had assisted him since he ascended the throne, never thought that Tong Guan would die in such a way one day.

Killed by a Five Realm.

"My Tong Aiqing..."

The emperor of the Zhao family didn't know why, but suddenly there was a touch of grief.

He closed his eyes and murmured softly.

After being dazed, there was anger, but apart from anger, there was also some powerlessness.

He recalled that in the Baiyu Square, he raised his sword angrily, arousing the arrogance of the heavens to enter the world, and cut off the palm of his strategizing, about to capture the heart sword.

His desperate plan was cut off by An Le, making the current situation somewhat out of his control.

He sent Tong Diao Temple to kill An Le, but he never thought that Tong Guan's life was ruined.

The emperor of the Zhao family was extremely cold, and his murderous intent towards An Le reached an unprecedented level.

He had watched the battle in Yuanmeng Dadu, and he also knew that Anle had extradited the will of the first emperor from the bamboo sword and green mountain, so that he could repel the Yuanmeng emperor, get out of Dadu, and take the old emperor's uncle with him to run away. Go south.

The first emperor's will was inherited by this son, which is not good news for the son of the Zhao family.

Doesn't this mean that An Le is also worthy of the emperor? !
Then Anle, the emperor...is he going to be the emperor of Dazhao, or the emperor of Yuanmeng?
Mostly it still threatens the position under him.

The emperor of the Zhao family slowly opened his eyes, the coldness in his eyes was extremely strong, but he didn't make too many movements, he just issued a decree. Hunt down An Le with all his strength, shoot and kill.

Su Qingke, Minister of Dali Temple, saluted with the jade wat to show his understanding, but his heart was full of sighs.

The emperor of the Zhao family glanced at Su Qingke with a cold expression on his face, and with one sentence to dismiss the court meeting, he left and disappeared.

The emperor of the Zhao family left, but the entire Tianxuan Palace was a complete mess.

The civil and military officials were all in disbelief, and their hearts were so emotional that they almost rushed out of their chests.

"Tong Guan... is actually dead?"

"Killed by An Le? This son... used five realms to kill nine realms? What kind of monster!"

"If I remember correctly, the practice of An Le has not been too long, and it has been done in such a short period of time, it is even more legendary than the legendary number one scholar!"

"If An Leruo is still the No. [-] scholar, his legend will probably far exceed Li Youan's. No, he has already surpassed it. When Li Youan was in the fifth realm, he was not so crazy, and it is impossible to kill the ninth realm."

Tongguan's death was indeed like a huge stone thrown into this lifeless court.

Qin Lishi's hands were hanging down, his eyes froze between opening and closing.

Anle this son... is getting stronger and stronger.

Qin Qianqiu's vengeance, wanting to avenge it... is becoming more and more difficult.

……

……

An Le didn't know how the emperor of the Zhao family felt after he knew he had killed Tongguan, and he didn't care if he knew.

The night gradually deepened, the farther away from the Canglang River, the clearer the sky, and the evening clouds that accumulated rainwater were much less.

Clouds open to see the bright moon, and the stars shed light!
The bonfire was raised, and the flame flickered. An Le and Zhao Huangting were sitting in front of the fire, taking a rest on the way.

At this moment, An Le's mind was completely immersed in the ignited time energy, observing the golden time energy obtained from Emperor Yuanmeng.

……

The picture began to ripple a little bit, and then gradually became clearer.

On the endless grassland, the wind blows gently, causing the green grass on the grassland to shake slightly and lower its body.

Above the sky, the stars hang, embellishing the starting point with light.

The sky of the prairie seemed to have been washed by clear water. It was extremely clear, like a mirror, and the stars reflected were also very obvious. The twinkling stars made the night on the prairie not so dark.

An Le's mind is ups and downs, and he begins to observe from a unique perspective.

It can be seen that on the grassland, there is a figure of a young man walking slowly. The young man's body is extremely burly, and his bulging muscles contain explosive energy and blood.

This is Emperor Yuan when he was young, but at this moment, Emperor Yuan seems to have not yet reached the level of the world's number one in breaking through ten realms.

The young Emperor Yuan carried a large black iron bow on his back, and a quiver hung on his waist, in which there were some iron arrows hidden.

Walking on the endless grassland like a hunter.

Suddenly, the young Emperor Yuan stopped walking, and there was an extremely strong evil spirit between the heaven and the earth, and it slowly swept over.

An Le's eyes were fixed, and he observed carefully. He knew that the next scene should be the most glorious moment of Emperor Yuan's youth.

Even An Le is very curious about the highlight moment that can cause Emperor Yuan's mood to fluctuate.

The demonic aura seemed to turn into a black cloud, sweeping over bit by bit, covering the starry sky at once, and around the young Emperor Yuan, dense green eyes emerged, densely packed...

Between heaven and earth, there is a unique rhythm, as if someone is playing a flute.

Even after years and years, An Le heard it, but felt a slight tremor in her soul, and a sense of gloom welled up in her heart.

The young Emperor Yuan stopped, his face was full of rebelliousness and coldness, he raised his head, and with his hair flying, he had already grasped the big black iron bow.

"The majestic prairie wolf lord of the seventh realm, come to kill a mere fifth realm..."

The young Yuan Emperor spoke coldly, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Behind those countless dark green eyes, there are actually wild wolves, so densely packed that it is impossible to see the end at a glance.

And every wild wolf in these wolf packs is filled with a demonic aura, and they are all extraordinary species, but demonic wolves!

Seven Realms... Killing Five Realms?

An Le's eyes narrowed, her heart shook slightly, and she began to observe seriously.

The strong man hiding behind the pack of wolves didn't have much communication with the young Emperor Yuan. After a sharp flute sound exploded, many wild wolves rushed at the young Emperor Yuan one after another.

The young Emperor Yuan's qi and blood were like a rainbow, and his innate aura was intertwined. Facing countless siege, he was happy and fearless.

That night, the blood of wolves on the prairie dyed the stars in the sky red.

When the brilliance of the morning sun jumps out from the horizon of the grassland.

The young Emperor Yuan dragged a corpse whose head had been pierced by an arrow, and stood slowly on the grassy slope.

There was blood flowing unstoppably on his body, as if the whole person had stepped out of the sea of ​​blood.

The rising sun reflected on his bright red body, like a god and demon.

At this point, the picture came to an abrupt end, dissipating like broken mirrors.

……

An Le's consciousness returned to her body, and she slowly opened her eyes, with a flash of horror in her eyes.

Fighting the five realms and the seven realms... and also controlling nearly ten thousand demon wolves, such a lineup is comparable to an army of ten thousand people.

But he was killed by the young Emperor Yuan of the fifth realm, and even the practitioners of the seventh realm were killed.

An Le took a deep breath, he was thinking, if it was him, without the help of heroism, without the help of Blood Guanyin...

Can you kill a practitioner at the seventh level?
An Le once killed a leader of the Sixth Realm of the Yuanmeng Empire. According to estimates from that battle, An Le felt that facing the Seventh Realm might really be very difficult. Basically, he didn't have to think about killing the opponent.

In other words, if comparing the combat power of the Five Realms, An Le might be weaker than Emperor Yuan Meng?
An Le frowned slightly, but he was not too surprised. After all, the martial arts scripture he practiced was "Ancient Demon and Five Birds Classic", and the Yuanshen Dharma Gate was "Sword Waterfall Picture". Emperor Qi Yuanmeng's method of practice should still be weaker.

Of course, the biggest gain for Anle from this time-honored observation is not the cultivation of the young Emperor Yuan, but the fighting spirit and mature fighting skills of the young Emperor Yuan.

From this battle, it can be seen that the young Emperor Yuan has experienced many battles, far more than him, and every battle is a life-and-death grind.

In front of my eyes, blue writing slowly emerged...

[Obtain the fruit of the years: war puppet]

[Note 1: Battle puppet (Dao fruit): The fighting spirit is concentrated, the years leave traces, the focus is on the puppet, and the battle puppet achieves fruit]

[Note 2: Battle puppet (Dao fruit): if you win the battle puppet, you can call the puppet to help you fight]

A ray of golden years, condensed into a fruit of the years!
Sure enough, with the end of the viewing of the pictures of the years, the golden energy of the years has been transformed into a fruit of the years.

Compared with the ordinary time qi, the golden years qi is indeed rare, and it can condense Dao fruit, which is of great significance to Anle.

Of course, sometimes, Anle can choose not to watch when An Le absorbs the energy of the golden years.

The self-transformation and upgrading of Dao fruits like [Eternal Wizard] and [Tongshen Sword Body] all need the spirit of golden years.

Moreover, Anle has also summed up some rules recently.

Most of the time, the grades of Dao Fruits transformed by the Golden Years Qi absorbed from different levels of powerhouses are actually different.

Generally speaking, the stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the effect of the transformed Dao fruit.

An Le's mind was concentrated on the Dao Fruit of the Years [War Puppet], which is the same as the Dao Fruit of [Blood Avalokitesvara] and has two functions.

The first function, after An Le sinks into the understanding, is to understand, the war puppet... It is like a replica of the Yuanmeng Emperor's combat power at the peak of the Five Realms that An Le has observed, as if a wave of waves from the long river of time has been captured , Integrate into the fighting spirit, and condense into a war puppet.

An Le can fight with war puppets to improve his fighting skills.

After defeating the war puppet, the war puppet can be summoned to reality, which means...An Le has an extra helper.

Of course, what Anle is also curious about is whether this war puppet will improve with the improvement of his cultivation?
If his cultivation base has stepped into the sixth realm, and the war puppet is still at the fifth realm, it would be too tasteless.

However, An Le doesn't need to pay attention to this point yet, what he needs to do now is to sharpen his own cultivation with the help of the war puppet, and only after defeating the war puppet can he summon it to help.

The war puppet is a 100% replica of the young Emperor Yuan of the Five Realms.

An Le couldn't help getting excited, the anticipation brought about by the confrontation with the young Tianjiao made him a little excited.

However, An Le quickly withdrew from the panel, did not continue to observe, and did not enter [Battle Puppet] to fight against the young Emperor Yuan.

The bonfire in front of him was still beating.

Zhao Huangting was lying on the ground, sleeping with his eyes closed. Today's Zhao Huangting is different from An Le. If he doesn't sleep, his body's death will quickly intensify.

Zhao Huangting also opened his eyes, and there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes. Although he lost his cultivation, the intuition of the strong still remained.

"Murderous."

Zhao Huangting looked at An Le and said.

An Le was sitting in front of the bonfire, pretending to be still pale, revealing a brilliant smile.

"The fish... really took the bait."

An Le said softly.

When Zhao Huangting heard the words, he immediately understood what An Le meant, and also knew the origin of the murderous aura. For a while, his expression became more complicated.

"You have an invincible power. If someone defeats you, you can inherit a [-]-[-]% invincible power, which will be of great benefit in subsequent practice. But for Zhao Pei, it is different. He has a purple qi golden lotus. If he defeats You can retain your invincibility to the greatest extent and apply it to yourself."

"Thus, for Zhao Pei, your temptation may be greater than you imagined."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

He got up familiarly, sat on the ground, and looked at An Le.

An Le raised her eyebrows: "Purple Qi Golden Lotus still has this effect?"

"The effect of the purple qi golden lotus is more powerful than you imagined, after all, it is a wonder of heaven and earth made by gathering qi in the Tianshi mansion." Zhao Huangting said with a light smile.

An Le looked into the distance.

There, a figure came slowly from the darkness, and brilliant golden lotus flowers rose from under his feet, which were extremely dazzling in the dark night.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, was dressed in a fine attire, his hair fluttering in the night wind.

There is a lightning strike peach wood sword on his waist, and there is a purple arc of lightning moving indistinctly, and the fighting spirit and murderous intent are surging on his body, vaguely, it seems to make the night darker.

From afar, Zhao Pei's eyes collided with An Le's.

He didn't hide his whereabouts, just appeared in such an aboveboard manner, and fought against An Le.

far away.

King Jiangling smiled elegantly, his Confucian shirt flew up, and this oiled paper umbrella stepped towards the sky, fighting with Su Muzhe from Jianchi Palace who was rushing over.

On the other side, Wan Jieliu, who had just crossed the Canglang River and returned, was stopped by Li Qingchuan of the Tianshi Mansion.

The angry Wanjieliu who was hunted down in Beidi was naturally unceremonious. He drew out the thin willow sword from his waist and ruthlessly killed Li Qingchuan.

An Le looked at the second prince Zhao Pei calmly, as if not surprised by his appearance.

Zhao Huangting shook his head, more and more disappointed with Zhao Pei in his eyes.

In fact, the moment Zhao Pei appeared at this moment, Zhao Huangting understood that Zhao Pei lost because he chose to strike when An Le was weakest, which represented cowardice in his mind.

It means that he is not sure that he will be able to overcome An Le in his prime.

Since there is no belief in victory, there is no comparison between nature and the peace of being invincible.

But, is An Le really weak?
Zhao Huangting didn't feel that Anle's aura was covered by green hills, but...in fact, Zhao Huangting could clearly feel that vigorous force that was about to break through into the sixth realm.

An Le's cultivation is not only not weak, but even strengthened a lot, reaching the peak of the five realms, a huge improvement!

Zhao Pei looked at An Le calmly, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at An Le with a lingering look of lifelessness between his brows.

"An Le, you should know the purpose of my presence here."

"I am number one on the list of minor saints. If you want to steadily talk to saint masters, you will naturally be at the top of the list of minor saints. Therefore, a battle between you and me is inevitable. Let's advance this battle tonight."

Zhao Pei said lightly, what he said was high-sounding.

An Le looked at Zhao Pei, and couldn't help but sneer, this kind of shameless face was in the same line as the emperor of the Zhao family.

After Zhao Pei finished speaking, he stopped talking, and the humiliation he suffered on the sword bell tower of Jianchi Palace also appeared in his mind... The humiliation of that day is also to be ended today!
He raised the Thunderbolt Peachwood Sword in his hand. This Peachwood Sword was given to him by the old Heavenly Master of the Tianshi Mansion. In terms of rank, it was even higher than the Peachwood Sword Li Qingchuan once held.

After the words fell, Zhao Pei raised his hand, put his two fingers together, and wiped the thunderbolt mahogany sword from Jian Er to the tip of the sword.

As the sword was wiped, there were suddenly blue thunder beating and roaring around, and the piercing sound of thunder seemed to form the neighing of a fierce bird!
Zhao Pei's energy was flourishing all over his body, and he, who was at the peak of the double five realms of spiritual training, unreservedly exploded his cultivation at this moment.

One sword, hand it out!

In the dark night, the mahogany sword twined with lightning flashes, sweeping up from the ground, like a thunderbolt coming from the sky!

An Le patted the green mountain of the bamboo sword on his waist, and the green mountain swept up and landed beside Zhao Huangting, protecting him.

So he held Yan Guichao in the sword box with one hand, and slowly pulled it out. When the sword came out of the box, the sword qi and sword chanted and shouted!
Completely out of the box, the sword energy is shining, and the wind and thunder are blowing!

Facing the mahogany sky thunder that shot rapidly.

A sword shot up.

In an instant.

The night suddenly brightened, and the sky changed color.

Tianleiyan returns to its nest, the tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn!
Booming and colliding, the first line exploded!

Zhao Pei's eyes shrank suddenly amid the intertwining of Lei Guangjian Qi...

This Anle...is stronger!

ps: I stayed up late again, and it was too difficult to adjust my work schedule. On Monday, please support me with fresh recommendation tickets!
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