Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 153 Looking for a mountain, having a conversation, and swaggering into the city 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

The Mochi is a treasure given to Anle by the Lord of the Sixth Mountain. Although the rank was not high at the beginning, it is quite suitable for Anle, because the Mochi is a sword of calligraphy and painting.

An Le once painted black bamboo and wild horses, so this black bamboo is very suitable for him.

An Le's spirit of painting and calligraphy can raise a sword.

And Mochi lived up to expectations, and slowly upgraded from a sixth-grade sword weapon to the current fourth-grade sword weapon.

If the magic weapon is promoted to the third rank, it can be called a high-grade magic weapon, which is quite rare and very rare.

The magic weapon of the sixth grade is very common, but the magic weapon of the third grade is very rare.

There is even a small holy decree in the ink pool. Anle has fulfilled the three conditions established by the mountain masters, and has been approved by the six mountain masters. Naturally, the little holy decree will automatically lead the ink pool to find An Le.

Because, talking to the holy master is not just talking, but needs a small holy order as proof.

An Le has fulfilled the three conditions of the mountain masters, and crushed the small holy decree, which means accepting this opportunity to have a dialogue with the holy master.

In fact, such an elegant thing as talking to a holy master is rarely seen by the world.

When Li You'an was able to meet the holy master, he found a green hill outside the Lin'an mansion, and crushed the little holy order on the mountain, attracting the vision of the holy master's face.

The vision of the holy master overlooking the world seems to be difficult to perceive below the tenth level, so not many people in the world have really seen such a vision.

But today, it is quite different.

The Anle people were outside the Lin'an mansion, facing the anger of the emperor of the Zhao family, they ordered all the strong men in the Lin'an mansion to come out, just to capture him.

An Le naturally didn't crush the little holy decree in front of the world.

As a result, above the sky, there appeared a vision of a holy master overlooking the world, a vision that had never been seen below the tenth realm...

Even the son of the Zhao family, who was sitting high in the Tianxuan Palace of the imperial city, his eyes were tightened at this moment. He stood up from the throne suddenly, and appeared in the Baiyu Square in a blink of an eye, looking up at the sky. , showing that gigantic face.

The emperor of the Zhao family has never broken into the tenth realm, he has always been in the ninth realm, so he has never seen the face of the holy master overlooking the world.

In fact, during the 500 years of his reign, not many people in the world have seen holy masters. In the past 500 years, there seem to have been only two or three.

Li You'an is one, and the national teacher of Dali Kingdom who can pick stars is one.

But now, An Le will be the new dialogue teacher.

Even, An Le was outside the Lin'an Mansion, triggering the vision of the Saint Master...

It was the first time for the emperor of the Zhao family to see a holy master in 500 years... This was the first time in 500 years that he saw the holy mountain holy master who was so high above the world!

When he was young, he also held the minor holy decree and surpassed the list of minor saints.

Unfortunately, he failed to meet the holy master.

But now, 500 years later, he was able to see the face of the saint in such a way that made him sigh.

Even if it was just a glimpse, even if the face of the saint teacher was so blurry in his eyes, it was difficult to see the real face clearly.

However, it also made the emperor of the Zhao family feel inexplicable.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask the Saint Master how to break through the Ten Realms.

This is what he dreamed of, and he knew that the saint master would definitely be able to give him advice and guide him to the light, allowing him to step into the real ten realms and get a chance to continue his life.

From childhood to adulthood, he has read countless classics left by the major dynasties. Every dynasty mentioned the holy mountain with incomparable reverence and awe. Respect.

Similarly, the transcendent status of the holy mountain is also the reason why the emperor of the Zhao family is excited.

The holy master... perhaps stepped into the twelve realms, surpassing the Emperor Yuanmeng of the double ten realms, and even surpassing the peerless emperor who was in the eleventh realm ten thousand years ago, and stepped into the unprecedented twelve realms!

Today's No. 11 Emperor Yuanmeng in the world has set foot on the Double Ten Realm with his peerless elegance, and even wants to use the Dragon Vein of the Middle Earth to hit the No.[-] Realm. In front of the holy mountain and the holy master, Emperor Yuanmeng Also dare not presumptuous.

"That's it...that's it..."

"Is this what you depend on for your happiness?"

On Baiyu Square, the emperor of the Zhao family stood alone. In the past, there would be Tong Diao Si standing with him, but now, he is left alone.

He closed his eyes, adjusting his mood.

He didn't expect that An Le had already fulfilled the three conditions for talking to the Saint Master.

He knew that An Le had killed Zhao Pei, which was equivalent to ranking first in the list of minor sages, but even if An Le was ranked first in the list of minor saints, An Le dared to kill Zhao Pei in front of Lin'an City, he still had the ability to capture An Le and imprison him in Dali Temple Zhao prison.

He doesn't need to kill An Le, but he can slowly deprive An Le of the Heart Sword.

Not killing Anle is to give face to the Holy Mountain.

And An Le fell into Zhao Prison, and lost the possibility of fulfilling the third condition. With the disappearance of the Little Saint List of this era, An Le will eventually...be lost to everyone, lose the protection of the Holy Mountain, and finally be taken by him. It was as easy as crushing an ant to death.

But he never thought that An Le would fulfill the third condition...

As we all know, there are too many geniuses who fall before the third condition and cannot get this opportunity that everyone envies.

Because the third condition is too difficult.

When was An Le finished?

The emperor of the Zhao family took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think of the moment when An Le resolutely waved the green mountain before Yuanmeng Dadu in the north.

At that time, he had ridiculed An Le's life and death.

But looking at it now, maybe... that is the third condition for dialogue with the Saint Master.

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An Le raised his head and looked at the huge face above the sky.

Even he felt a sense of oppression in the depths of his soul invisibly. Is this a saint?

It seems that the world cannot accommodate a holy master, and just reflecting a face makes the world feel endless pressure, like a giant overlooking the small and limited world.

It is not the existence of a level or even a dimension.

An Le looked up, his eyes were bright and dazzling, his waist was still straight, even if he was facing a peerless saint, a transcendent saint, he still didn't bow his eyebrows at all.

He looked at the holy master, and gradually, he seemed to find that the face of the holy master became extremely clear in his eyes.

It was an old and kind face, without any etherealness, any otherworldliness, even... a bit similar to the neighbor's grandfather who likes to drink old rice wine, with a strong smokey atmosphere.

The saint's huge face seemed to descend from the starry sky, looking at An Le calmly. In his eyes, he could clearly see anything and everything in the world, but he only looked at An Le, and only An Le was in his eyes.

An Le looked at the holy master.

Put the ink pool in the sword box, wear the green mountain on your waist, clasp your fists with both hands, and salute slightly to the holy master.

"Anle, I have seen the holy master."

The holy master smiled, and gradually began to fade away, only the ethereal voice that only An Le could hear resounded in his ears.

"Look for a mountain, talk to a..."

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Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom and Su Qingke, minister of Dali Temple, blocked An Le's way one after the other, but at the moment they just felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Because they were too close to An Le, and precisely because of the proximity, the vague face on the sky and the gaze cast by it seemed to make them feel a little bit.

Just because of getting close, because they sensed a little bit, they felt that the fairy platform erected in the mind space of Niwan Palace seemed to be unable to withstand the collapse!
Mortals should not look directly at the gods.

Although they are in the Nine Realms, they are still mortals. Therefore, they should not look directly at the god-like saints!
Terrifying, boundless, vast, transcendent...

This was the first feeling of Liu Guanshi and Su Qingke. The two hurriedly withdrew the percepts scattered around their bodies. The face of the holy master that seemed to have become somewhat clear in their eyes gradually became blurred again.

With the blurring, the sense of oppression on their bodies gradually disappeared, and there was no need to worry anymore, because looking directly at the holy master caused a mental breakdown!
The two looked away, feeling extremely shocked.

They all understood what An Le dared to do to kill the second prince Zhao Pei openly outside Lin'an Mansion.

It wasn't Su Muzhe's Dayan Sword Formation, it wasn't the green mountain in his hand, and it wasn't the will of the First Emperor who didn't know if he could still wake up...

But the holy mountain!

Anle's reliance is the holy master!
He has fulfilled the established three conditions that require a dialogue with a holy master.

Therefore, he was able to kill the second prince Zhao Pei calmly and confidently, so that he had the confidence and confidence to set foot in Lin'an Mansion unscathed.

This kid is really...too dazzling!

This kind of talent, this kind of character, and this kind of arrogance are hard to see again in the world.

The old emperor's vision is really extraordinary, he was able to give away green hills from a young age when he was still in his infancy, knowing people, knowing his essence, watching his pride, he can really dig out treasures!

Su Qingke's face was full of complex expressions. He knew that from the moment An Le crushed the little sacred decree and attracted the vision of the holy master, he needed to treat An Le with caution.

It is absolutely impossible to capture and enter the Zhao Prison of Dali Temple.

Unless the emperor of the Zhao family is brave enough to resist the will of the holy master and issue an edict to go to Zhao prison in peace.

However, in Su Qingke's view, the son of the Zhao family...doesn't have the guts.

If he had this kind of courage, he would not have chosen to move south to Dazhao decisively, and chose to hide in Lin'an Mansion, which would last five hundred years.

It wasn't just Su Qingke's mood that had changed.

All the powerhouses present were shocked and dazed when they saw the vision in the sky.

That is……

Master? !
The world has never seen a holy master, but today they are able to see it because of Anle, although the appearance of the holy master is still vague.

But the face that turned into a big face covering the entire sky and overlooking the world really brought an unparalleled impact.

Zhao Huangting and Wan Jieliu had known for a long time that after An Le defeated Zhao Pei, he had fulfilled the three conditions for seeing a holy master in the holy mountain.

Therefore, the two of them were not too worried.

However, others do not know.

Such as Su Muzhe, such as Li Qingchuan...

Su Muzhe was fine, but when the vision of the holy master emerged, her pressure suddenly eased.

Maintaining the Dayan Sword Formation is naturally a heavy burden on her, so Zhao Huangting also told her to put away the Dayan Sword Formation and disperse the sword formation.

Su Muzhe did so, feeling much more relaxed. She knew that when the vision of the Holy Master appeared, An Le would no longer be in danger.

In this world, the Holy Mountain is the most transcendent force, even more transcendent than Jianchi Palace, Tianshi Mansion, Zhenwu Temple, etc.

Li Qingchuan was numb all over.

Holy Master...

His dear lord, actually became the peerless arrogance to meet the holy master? !

It turns out that An Le has always been sure, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant, and killed a noble prince in front of the emperor of the Zhao family!

Li Qingchuan suddenly understood what the old celestial master said, he was actually not at a disadvantage when he became Anle's Taoist slave.

Even though he is a Taoist slave, if Anle can become the owner of the Holy Mountain in the future, his status as a Taoist slave for 100 years...may have to be extended!

Qin Lishi's eyes were gloomy and his face was serious. The moment the saint's face appeared, he had already fallen back to the tower of Lin'an Mansion.

Looking at An Le, his heart was extremely heavy.

This son... is getting more and more evil.

How should he avenge Qin Qianqiu?

For a moment, the world fell into dead silence, especially those soldiers in gold and silver armor pouring out of Lin'an Mansion, as well as the Dali Temple Tiger and Black Yamen arresters...

They froze in place, and their fighting spirit collapsed a lot.

An Le... actually attracted the Saint Master, so could it be that they still want to fight against the Saint Master?

However, simply, it didn't make them feel oppressed for too long, because the face of the holy master on the sky slowly disappeared and turned into night, and the night gradually dimmed. Outlawed by Skydome.

However, the face of the holy master disappeared.

At the end of the sky, there seemed to be a white crane galloping slowly with its wings flapping.

That is the white crane of the first mountain master.

"Little Saint Bang An Le, fulfill the three conditions of the Little Holy Order, and get the permission of the Saint Master, you can choose a mountain to talk to the Saint Master."

On the white crane's back, sitting sideways with a lazy and lethargic white-haired old man, he made a magnificent and ethereal voice.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses, their eyes fluctuated, and there was a huge wave of shock in their hearts. There was an uproar gradually resounding in their mouths, and then gathered in and out of the city into a tsunami-like exclamation.

Although they had guessed when the vision of the holy master appeared, but when the first mountain lord really came on a crane and announced it to the world, they still couldn't calm down.

After the legendary number one scholar Li You'an, a genius who talks to a saint teacher was born!
An Le... This person is more legendary than the legendary No. [-] scholar!

An Le withdrew his gaze, looked at the first mountain master who came by the crane, bowed slightly, and the first mountain master responded with a gentle smile.

"Congratulations to An Le, I hope that after you talk to the holy master, you can become the owner of the seventh mountain in one go."

A gentle voice came from the mouth of the first mountain master.

This is an expectation, but it also falls under the pressure of honor. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

"What you have found, as a mountain for dialogue with the holy master, may become the seventh mountain of the holy mountain."

An Le stared at the first mountain master and nodded.

So he stopped talking, and with the green mountain on his waist, he looked at Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom and Su Qingke, Minister of Dali Temple.

"You two, do you still want to arrest me?"

An Le said softly.

Liu Guanshi and Su Qingke looked at Anle complicatedly, and they made way sideways.

The two high-ranking officials of the Nine Realms had no choice but to make concessions for Anle.

Although An Le's white clothes were stained with blood, he was graceful and unrestrained.

He walked slowly, passing one strong man after another.

The top generals of the Jinwu Guard who were facing Li Qingchuan and Wan Jieliu looked at An Le solemnly, but couldn't help marveling at the miracles created by this young man.

They are also giving in, looking forward to peace and happiness.

The dense army of gold armor and silver armor, as well as the Dali Temple Temple Tiger and the Black Yamen arresters, also moved to the two sides one after another.

Before An Le had passed, they automatically gave way.

Let Anle step forward.

An Le, carrying the sword box on his back, walked to the foot of Lin'an City, turned around and waved to Zhao Huangting, Su Muzhe, Li Qingchuan and others.

"Let's go back to Lin'an."

A smile hung on the corner of Zhao Huangting's lips, and he said to Su Muzhe beside him.

Wan Jieliu retracted the sword, Li Qingchuan retracted the thunder, the two looked at each other and followed.

There are countless strong people in Lin'an, but no one came to stop them, no one dared to stop them...

Now An Le's identity is different. An Le, who has the status of a dialogue master, at least until he completes the dialogue with the saint, no one dares to touch him.

Because moving him means offending the unfathomable holy mountain.

However, everyone is actually still waiting for the attitude and orders of the emperor of the Zhao family in Lin'an mansion, in the imperial city.

"Your Majesty, are you still arresting me?"

"If you don't capture me, I will swagger into the city."

An Le said.

The voice resounded clearly inside and outside the city.

Arrogant?
That's why people feel that An Le is arrogant, but they all feel that it should be taken for granted.

The son of the Zhao family dared to stand up to the pressure of the holy master and attack An Le?Capture Anle?

Mostly they don't have the guts.

An Le smiled softly.

Walking to the bottom of the city tower, raising his head, the corpse of the second prince Zhao Pei was nailed to it, and blood flowed crookedly down the city wall...

An Le's mind moved, and Yan Guichao, who nailed the second prince Zhao Pei to the city wall, groaned softly.

Then it was pulled out directly from Zhao Pei's body.

The blade trembled slightly, and all the blood stains evaporated.

Between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, it was like a baby swallow returning to its nest, falling into the pineapple scabbard on Anle's back.

An Le walked slowly towards Lin'an Mansion.

above the city wall.

The corpse of the second prince Zhao Pei who lost the support of Yan Guichao...

Suddenly fell powerlessly.

In the eyes of countless Lin'an strong men, it fell to the ground with a bang, and the smoke and dust raised up obscured Anle's figure in white clothes.

Inside and outside Lin'an City.

The silver-armored army of the Jin family, as well as a strong man from the Nine Realms, all watched An Le kill the second prince Zhao Pei, as if nothing had happened, step by step, he and Zhao Huangting stepped over the second prince Zhao Pei and fell to the ground. The bloody corpse entered Lin'an City.

clap clap.

The clear sound of every footstep is like a slap on the face of the emperor of the Zhao family.

They mobilized the crowd to come out, as if... as if they were holding a ceremony of honor to welcome Anle, it was funny and ridiculous.

And until the figures of An Le and Zhao Huangting completely disappeared in the darkness of the door...

The emperor of the Zhao family who was clearly furious and issued an edict that the entire Zhao dynasty should hunt down Anle, never expressed anything from the beginning to the end.

Never uttered another word.

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(End of this chapter)