Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 149 Take off the prince's head and send it to the emperor, and ask the saint's will to return to the world [ask for a monthly ticket]

The second prince, Zhao Pei, fled without hesitation, whether An Le would kill him, there is no need to deny it.

An Le must have the courage to swing a sword at him.

Perhaps it can be considered that when they killed him for the first time, it was because they were both geniuses on the list of minor saints.

However, when the first sword fell, the indifference and murderous intent in An Le's eyes was very surging, so the second prince Zhao Pei didn't dare to gamble.

Besides, the current situation is too unfavorable for him.

Following Li Qingchuan's request from the old master's Xinghui doppelganger, his blood entered the glass cup and became Anle's Taoist slave, the second prince Zhao Pei lost the foundation to deal with Anle.

Even, Li Qingchuan would in turn become An Le's weapon against him.

A Nine Realm...

The second prince, Zhao Pei, is not a monster like An Le, who can kill nine realms with five realms.

Therefore, Zhao Pei began to escape, heading towards Lin'an Mansion, and only by fleeing to Lin'an Mansion could he be rescued by the emperor of the Zhao family.

An Le calmly looked at the direction Zhao Pei was escaping from, without too many emotional changes on his face.

Zhao Pei wanted to inherit the invincible power by killing him, so he had to bear the risk and price of being killed.

This is the psychological preparation that any practitioner should make after bursting out with killing intent.

However, An Le did not chase after him for the time being. He calmly looked at the figure of the old heavenly master transformed by Xinghui, raised his hand, and touched the golden sand between his eyebrows.

"How to make the thousand-year-old Ziqi golden lotus seeds bloom?"

An Le asked.

"Cultivate with the mind, cultivate with the innate spiritual energy, cultivate with your own spirit and will... When the flowers should bloom, they will bloom by themselves."

"Of course, if Mr. An is free, you can also take a trip to the Tianshi Mansion and bathe in the lotus pond of the Tianshi Mansion. Naturally, the purple golden lotus will bloom faster."

The old heavenly master said softly, his tone was really peaceful.

Go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion?
Tianshi Mansion is located in Yunjin Mountain, near the Canglang River, which belongs to a rather delicate location.

Compared with the Zhenwu Temple located on Qingcheng Mountain in the hinterland of China, the geographical location of Tianshi Mansion actually determines the difficulty of its development.

There is an inexplicable evil hidden at the bottom of the Canglang River, which makes many practitioners dread it.

The higher the cultivation base, the more he will understand the horror of the great evil. Therefore, the location of Yunjin Mountain is close to such a great evil, so naturally he needs to take a lot of risks.

Those who seek the Tao are more willing to go to the quieter Zhenwu Temple.

"If there is a chance, I will definitely go through it."

An Le clasped her fists in a bow, and returned the salute.

Since the old heavenly master has given so much sincerity, it is impossible for An Le to keep a straight face. As the saying goes, if you stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling face, everything the old heavenly master does is for him and to help him, so naturally he should return with courtesy Of.

As for Li Qingchuan's behavior, it was actually his personal behavior, and he paid the price for it.

The old celestial master shrouded in starlight, his eyes fell on Zhao Huangting, looking at Zhao Huangting, he couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Your life has been completely exhausted under the fire of Nirvana, and only your last breath is left hanging. Maybe you will die as soon as you arrive in Lin'an."

The starry figure of the old celestial master said to Zhao Huangting.

Zhao Huangting was very free and easy, with frosty hair and a raspy face, he smiled lightly and said: "That's okay...not dying in the Northland, but it's already considered lucky."

"I prepared for the worst. I went north to challenge the Yuanmeng emperor, and died in the battle. In the end, my body was hung on the city wall of the Yuanmeng capital and displayed to the whole world."

"It almost happened, but in the end such a tragedy didn't happen, so I'm very happy."

"Being able to return to Lin'an, a land that has lived for 500 years, is enough."

Xinghui's figure nodded appreciatively: "It's really a pity that you failed to break through the tenth realm. The passage of time and the passage of time has increased the constraints of the world, and the difficulty of breaking through the tenth realm between heaven and earth has become more and more... Sigh."

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a palm-sized purple golden lotus slowly bloomed.

"This is a hundred-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus, which is already in full bloom. Now, as a gift to you, it can last your life for several days, so that you can take a good look at this world."

"Accompany whoever you want to be with."

"It can be regarded as another gift from the old man to Mr. An."

The Xinghui figure of the old Tianshi said softly.

Then, with a flick of the fingers, the palm-sized purple qi golden lotus turned into a stream of light, swept towards Zhao Huangting, and diffused into the center of his eyebrows.

Let the original complexion be ashen, even lifeless, and gradually recover a little rosy.

Su Muzhe at the side was overjoyed.

An Le's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he looked at the old master, hesitant to speak.

The old heavenly master seemed to know what An Le wanted to ask: "Mr. An, for Zhao Huangting, there is not much difference between a thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus and a hundred-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus. This is the limit."

These words directly dispelled An Le's thoughts. It would be best if he could use the thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus to extend Zhao Huangting's life.

The starlight began to disappear slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to sweep in again, covering the moonlight and starlight.

The Xinghui figure of the old celestial master calmly looked at An Le when he was on the verge of disappearing.

"Mr. An, the old Taoist is looking forward to... the day when the millennium purple air golden lotus blooms."

The ancient Taoists insisted on Taoism.

An Le returned the salute with her sword in her arms.

The starlight is like sand between fingers, flowing in a gust of breeze, dissipating without a trace.

The depressive mental power pervading between the heaven and the earth finally disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness and silence again.

However, the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Li Qingchuan invited the old celestial master, who would have thought... that he came to give gifts.

The instigator, Li Qingchuan, was probably remorseful, after all, he invited the old heavenly master and gave himself to An Le.

An Le raised the sword box on his back, and looked in the direction of the disappeared Zhao Pei, with a coldness flickering in his eyes.

Li Qingchuan on the side looked at Anle, and when the blood essence was incorporated into the glazed cup and became Anle's Taoist slave, Li Qingchuan also resigned to his fate.

In fact, from the many actions of the old Tianshi, he also understood the attitude of the Tianshi Mansion.

Of course, what shook Li Qingchuan's heart even more... Master Tian thinks that Anle can take back Middle Earth?
Then the Central Earth suppressed by the Yuanmeng Emperor... Can it be done with the An Le, which is now only the five realms?
But Li Qingchuan thought about it again, Emperor Yuanmeng is now in the double tenth realm, if he can't break through to the eleventh realm, he wonders if Emperor Yuanmeng will live another 500 years.

And once Emperor Yuanmeng died, with the courage to defeat the nine realms with the five realms of peace, it might really be possible to recover China.

In this world, the times are always changing from generation to generation. When the strong rise, there will be the fall of the strong, just like the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals.

Change alternately, the rules of heaven and earth.

This is an era of great change. The ten realms of the old generation are about to die, but the ten realms of the new era have not yet emerged.

Li Qingchuan could only think that the old celestial master had foresight and planned to gamble on the future of the celestial master's mansion. After all, the old celestial master might not live long for such an old tenth realm.

The old sword sage of Jianchi Palace, the old master of Zhenwu temple, the old heavenly master of Tianshi mansion, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the ten realms in the three temples of the Buddhist gate, etc... all have reached their limit.

However, the major forces have devoted all their efforts to cultivating those who can step into the ten realms...but they have not yet given birth to a genius who can truly break through the ten realms.

If you have never set foot on the ten realms, then no one dares to guarantee that you will be able to set foot on it.

The Daozi of Zhenwu Temple, the little celestial master of the Tianshi Mansion, the Buddha's son of the three Buddhist temples, walking and so on, the new generation of Tianjiao has not really grown up yet...

This is an era of incompleteness.

Even, in Li Qingchuan's view, it is becoming more and more difficult to create a strong man in the world.

Even a genius like Zhao Huangting couldn't break through the Ten Realms, and in the end he had to burn all his cultivation under the fire of Nirvana in order to obtain a final splendor and end the curtain.

Can Anle...can carry the future of Tianshi Mansion?
Li Qingchuan let out a breath, looked at An Le, withdrew his mind, suppressed the sorrow of becoming a Taoist slave, and said in a low voice: "My lord, do you need the old slave to take Zhao Pei back?"

Li Qingchuan's words made everyone's eyes fall on his face.

Zhao Huangting, Su Muzhe and Wanjuliu all had weird eyes.

Before, he was walking with Zhao Pei, but in an instant he asked for orders to capture Zhao Pei and returned.

I have to say, this old man... he fits into the role quite quickly.

However, Li Qingchuan knew that he had accepted his fate. No one knew better than him the fate of becoming a Taoist slave. His life was controlled by An Le. If he died in euthanasia, he would die. With blood and blood, he will also die.

Therefore, he had to please An Le.

This is the sorrow of every Dao slave.

An Le held the glass cup, but he knew how much the bondage of Dao slaves was, so he was not too surprised by Li Qingchuan's reaction.

Then he thought for a while and said, "No need, you take good care of Senior Zhao, I will hunt down Zhao Pei myself."

"How far is it from Lin'an?"

Zhao Huangting, who once measured the mountains and rivers of the world with his feet, immediately made a calculation and said, "One thousand and eight hundred miles."

When An Le heard this, she immediately smiled: "Then I will hunt him down for [-] miles. If Zhao Pei can escape to Lin'an Mansion before I catch him, then he deserves to die."

"If you can't, then use his head as a celebration of our return to Lin'an, and as a gift to the emperor of the Zhao family."

Hearing this, Li Qingchuan's complexion changed slightly, and the corners of his lips suddenly became bitter.

Is this... so exciting?

Lin'an is the territory of the emperor of the Zhao family. In front of the imperial capital of the Great Zhao Dynasty, the prince was killed to celebrate.

Is it too troublesome to leave Lin'an alive, and plan to lie down?

As a Taoist slave...he really tied his head to the waistband of his trousers. The lives of the Taoist slave and the master are tied together. When the master dies, the Taoist slave will die too.

Seeing An Le's desperate death, Li Qingchuan felt pain in his heart.

Li Qingchuan was naturally aware of the conflict between An Le and the emperor of the Zhao family, and also knew that going to Lin'an would definitely not stop.

Unexpectedly, An Le is not going to stop, this is planning to make a fuss.

An Le also didn't mean to explain to Li Qingchuan. After all, not many people know about the three conditions of the Holy Mountain and the qualification to be a dialogue with the Holy Master.

Zhao Huangting counted as one, the Lord of the Sixth Mountain counted as one, and so did Ten Thousand Cut Willows.

Others, they really didn't expect An Le to have fulfilled the very difficult three conditions, like the legendary number one scholar Li You'an, and obtained the qualification to be a dialogue saint.

For so many years, there are very few practitioners who can really obtain the qualification of dialogue saints.

Glancing at Li Qingchuan, An Le raised his hand and made a move, and grabbed the green mountain of bamboo sword that had been protecting Zhao Huangting's body, and An Le put it on his waist.

Then he slightly nodded towards Zhao Huangting and the others, stepped forward, and the innate spiritual energy in his body surged out.

Among the ancient monsters and five birds, a deer-like ghostly phantom appears.

An Le's whole body was full of energy and blood, like a dexterous divine deer, measuring the ground with its feet, and darting out in the dark night.

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With the departure of the figure of the old master Xinghui, the night gradually became dark.

King Jiangling was suspended in the air, his brows were tightly furrowed, and a solemn look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Naturally, he could clearly see that the old celestial master actually made Li Qingchuan a Taoist slave of An Le... and even gave An Le the last thousand-year-old Ziqi golden lotus seed from the celestial master's mansion.

At the same time as the stormy waves set off in my heart, I also knew the direction of the Tianshi Mansion.

However, as far as he is concerned, whether the Tianshi Mansion favors Da Zhao, An Le, or Emperor Yuan Meng, it doesn't have much influence on him.

"The thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus... If I can devour it, and with my planning, the breakthrough will definitely increase greatly!"

The scarlet in King Jiangling's eyes flickered, and Rushan seemed to have become much more bewitching.

"In addition, there is that 'glass cup', it's really...a good technique, if it can be used by me..."

The King of Jiangling narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "No, the technique of the glazed cup alone is not good, and the practitioner needs to actively hand over the blood into the cup to control it..."

"If the plundered blood essence can also be controlled by the glazed cup, then it is a truly powerful technique."

"In comparison, the corpse puppet technique of the Lord of the Hell Palace is more simple, direct and brutal... Killing the target and refining it into a corpse puppet can gain some insights into the practice of the target during his lifetime. The corpse puppet can even serve Its use, one person is an army, it is simply terrible."

King Jiangling sighed.

"The evil method of the Fujun of the Hell Palace harms the harmony of heaven and evil. After practicing it, it will lead to distortion of the primordial spirit, a great change in temperament, and people are not human. It is not a powerful technique."

The cold and disdainful voice suddenly resounded in the dark night.

King Jiangling's complexion suddenly changed.

Then he found a sword light suddenly cutting out from the dark night. It was so bright in an instant that the void seemed to be cut to pieces.

King Jiangling's figure shifted and flew to the distance, the sword energy was more and more majestic, but he came after him closely, and King Jiangling had to slap his palm to collide with the sword energy.

The blood exploded!

King Jiangling's figure moved hundreds of miles away and stabilized in the air.

The sword energy dissipated, and a figure carrying a huge pine sword box on its back, with its hands folded on its chest, and a cold face, walked slowly towards the air.

Blood dripped continuously from King Jiangling's severed palm, and slowly, the blood condensed into a pale, unscathed palm.

The Sixth Mountain Master looked at King Jiangling ruthlessly, raised his chin, and pointed his chin at King Jiangling: "Your breath is not right."

The King of Jiangling looked at the Sixth Mountain Lord, with a refined and easy-going face, and bowed his hands, with a very low posture: "Zhao Xi, the king of Jiangling Mansion, has met the Sixth Mountain Lord. He has heard the name of the Sixth Mountain Lord Hongchen Sword. See, it's really powerful."

However, the Sixth Mountain Master still just folded his hands on his chest, raised his chin, and looked at him indifferently.

The night wind blew through the air, and the sleeves of their clothes flew up.

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and King Jiangling slowly lowered his arched palms.

"Are you mocking me?"

The main road of the sixth mountain.

King Jiangling: "?"

"I just suffered a loss in the Northland, and you actually said that I am strong. I can't even defeat Emperor Yuanmeng. You still say that I am strong?" the sixth mountain master said.

King Jiangling: "..."

"Let me see the true face of you who mocked me."

The Sixth Mountain Master stared at King Jiangling and said coldly.

King Jiangling took a deep breath, and was just about to say something. He didn't want to fight to the death with the Lord of the Sixth Mountain.

However, without waiting for him to open his mouth, the ruthless person never talks too much. The pine sword box was opened an inch, and a sword weapon flitted out, turning into a stream of light in the darkness and shooting towards King Jiangling at high speed.

The night seems to be illuminated by the sword light, and the sword energy is like a rainbow, smudged the universe!
King Jiangling secretly complained, he just stayed and watched the good show for a while, wanting to see what the old heavenly master would do to An Le when he appeared.

But he never thought that he would be entangled by the Lord of the Sixth Mountain.

With five fingers and a hook, he slapped fiercely at the sword energy that was coming, and King Jiangling instantly transformed into countless blood shadows in the air.

The sixth mountain lord crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and opened the pine sword case an inch more. More than a dozen swords flew out quickly, pulling out waves of rippling sword energy and aftermath in the night sky.

King Jiangling's elegant face suddenly changed into an ugly one.

Scarlet flashed in the eyes, sharp fangs sprouted, and thick blood splashed out from the sleeves, like two blood pythons rushing towards the sword of the Sixth Mountain Lord.

The blood python was shattered by the sword light.

King Jiangling had already exploded into a bloodstain, set off a false sound burst, and fled to the distance. It was obviously an extremely clever evasion technique.

The Sixth Mountain Lord didn't go after him, and he didn't bother to go after him. His swords were put into the pine sword box one after another.

He stared at the strong smell of blood left in the night sky, and King Jiangling who had disappeared without a trace.

His brows could not help but frown: "The breath of a demon...but there is also the shadow of sorcery from the Hell Palace..."

"This King of Jiangling...what is he doing secretly?"

"Great Zhao Dynasty, under the appearance of prosperity and prosperity, there are too many monsters hidden."

There was a sigh on the cold face of the Sixth Mountain Lord.

Then, he looked into the distance again, and it was An Le chasing the figure of the second prince Zhao Pei in the form of an ancient demon, five birds and a deer.

"The Celestial Master's Mansion has also invested a lot of money. The thousand-year-old purple golden lotus cultivated by the residual luck of the previous dynasty, plus a nine-level Taoist slave... As expected of a sophisticated old master, he is more optimistic about Anle than me... I think been compared."

The Sixth Mountain Lord crossed his arms and raised his lips coldly.

"The emperor of the Zhao family is afraid that he will explode in anger when he finds out."

"The emperor of the Zhao family coveted the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus for hundreds of years and never gave in. As a result, the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus fell into the hands of An Le, who broke his plan."

The master of the sixth mountain was amusing.

Suddenly, the master of the Sixth Mountain moved his mind and raised his hand. In the palm of his hand, there was a stream of fresh energy, which turned into a slapping crane like a firefly in the dark night.

It was as if an ancient clock pan was ringing, and the sound came mightily.

"The Summoning Order of the First Mountain Lord."

The Sixth Mountain Lord's eyes turned cold.

"Just right, I'm going to ask, why the first mountain master agreed to go to help together, but he didn't go."

After the words fell, the sixth mountain lord crushed the crane.

In an instant, the powerful primordial spirit gushed out majestic spiritual power and merged with the broken crane.

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The wind blows from the empty mountains at night, and the voices of all the people fight in vain.

first mountain.

The mountains are surrounded by fog.

There are wind chimes hanging in front of the thatched cottage gate, shaking gently with the breeze.

Behind the thatched cottage, there is a big bell hanging. A burly mountain guard is shaking his fist and beating the ancient bell, causing the bell to ring in the sky.

The first mountain master sat cross-legged under the gate.

In front of him, the censer was burned out, and the ashes poured out.

As the bell rang, one after another radiant cranes flew over and gathered in the void outside the gate.

Then it turned into five illusory figures.

It is the mountain owners of the other five holy mountains.

The first mountain master looked at the five mountain masters who appeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Brothers and sisters, I called you here in the middle of the night because someone fulfilled the three conditions and was able to talk to the holy master."

"We should gather together... Please return the will of the holy master to the world."

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(End of this chapter)