Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 159 The Holy Master Returns to the Human World, Drinking a Sip of Fireworks

Climbing a mountain and talking with a holy master is something that most practitioners in the world dream of, not only because of the transcendent status of the holy mountain, but also because of the benefits of being able to talk with a holy master.

The legend of the holy master has existed for a long time. It has been passed down from eternity to the present. Few people in the world can see what kind of existence this is, even the mountain owners of the holy mountain. It is not possible to see the holy master often.

And to get the guidance and reassurance of the holy master, it is already called the supreme opportunity.

The holy mountain, practitioners in the world like to call it the holy mountain of middle earth, that is because the issuance of the small holy decrees of the holy mountain, and the publication of the small holy list are all dominated by the middle earth dynasty.

Under the leadership of the founding emperor Zhao Taizu, the Great Zhao Dynasty ended the chaotic world and ushered in a new era. It occupied the middle land, and the holy mountain was naturally dominated by Great Zhao.

Even though the Great Zhao moved south, the Great Zhao has not been destroyed after all. Therefore, the Little Sage List and the Little Sacred Order of the Holy Mountain still belong to the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Therefore, many geniuses other than Da Zhao couldn't talk to the Saint Master because of environmental factors.

The fact that An Le was able to talk to the Holy Master really shocked the whole world, but it was also because of An Le's rise against the trend, because the time for An Le's rise was really too short.

Geniuses in Yuanmeng, Xiliang, Dali and other countries attached great importance to peace and happiness, more because of the battle on the Canglang River.

In that battle, Anle summoned the Blood Avalokitesvara with a mysterious trump card, and killed Tongguan, a practitioner of the Nine Realms, and also killed a ghost messenger from the Hell Palace, as well as many evil cultivators from Xiliang.

This is the main reason that really made Anle famous.

However, the geniuses of the major countries don't actually have much respect for the top of the Little Saint list.

For example, Tie Lie, who is at the top of the Falcon Ranking, has reached the Double Seven Realm in his own cultivation, and has been strengthened and nourished by the dragon veins of the Middle Earth. He is extremely talented and can be called No. 1 of the younger generation.

But the first place on the Xiaosheng list is only the double five realms, and the double five realms... In the Falcon list, he can't even enter the top ten.

Therefore, if it is said that Tie Lie can be regarded as the top of the list of little saints, it is indeed not true.

But only the little saint list is qualified to talk to the saint master, and this is the main reason why many people feel envious and unwilling.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the raindrops sprinkled from the sky, covering the whole world with a gray mist, making it impossible to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

At the foot of the ordinary green hills shrouded in mist and rain, one after another silhouettes rushed towards them, knocked away the rain, and then fell slowly, staring at the surroundings with their eyes.

Tielie, Wotai.Tu Zhen, Bo Qi and other Yuanmeng Falcon Ranking Talents arrived almost at the same time, and when An Le settled down at the foot of the mountain, they all rushed there.

They all raised their heads, staring at An Le whose figure gradually disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

Wearing a broken bamboo sword and carrying a jug of old rice wine, the young man walked up the mountain.

This free-spiritedness and indifference made many people feel slightly fluctuated, a little dazed and envious.

Ye Wenxi was dressed in red. She had just returned from the Canglang River battlefield, and she still had the majestic aura that had just broken through the sixth realm.

A complex look appeared in her eyes, she never thought... An Le would choose this mountain as a place to talk to the Saint Master.

There are dozens of cold mountains here, why did Anle choose this place?
Fusong Mountain is the place where the legendary number one scholar Li Youan once talked with the holy master. He talked with the holy master here for three days and three nights.

Li You'an once brought Ye Wenxi to this mountain. There is a cliff on the mountain. On the cliff, there are three sword qi left by the holy master.

It was a gift for Li Youan.

The remaining future sword qi, Li Youan has never comprehended, and has led many geniuses here, Ye Wenxi is one of them, but unfortunately, Ye Wenxi has not been able to comprehend and obtain the future sword qi.

She had heard that An Le obtained the future sword energy here, but now, she chose to set foot on this mountain.

In fact, An Le could have chosen a new mountain, so he would be the only one chosen by Seventh Mountain.

There are dozens of cold mountains, choose one, it is the seventh mountain, what a big deal, but if Anle chooses Fusong Mountain, it means that this card has been transferred to Li Youan.

Gu Huangquan and Gu Naihe fell down one after another, their eyes flickered, looking at this mountain, they couldn't help feeling excited.

An Le's choice of this mountain means that this mountain will become the seventh mountain in the future. If they can become the seventh mountain owner, this mountain will be engraved in their lives, which is extremely important.

Gu Huangquan's eyes were full of fire.

He took a step in the rainstorm, which was an uncontrollable step. He wanted to follow in the footsteps of An Le, to climb this Fusong Mountain, and climb this future seventh mountain.

However, as soon as he took a step, he immediately became the center of everyone's attention.

The next moment, a pressure like the collapse of a mountain suddenly came down on Gu Huangquan, causing Gu Huangquan's complexion to change suddenly.

The Sixth Mountain Lord stood in front of him with a pine sword box on his back, with his hands folded over his chest, extremely cold, and just a look.

Gu Huangquan felt that his mind was going to be severely wounded, as if there was an extremely bright sword energy that penetrated directly into the center of his eyebrows, trying to cut off the magic that was brewing in his heart.

"Sixth Mountain Lord calm down!"

Gu Naihe spoke softly, his red lips parted, and his voice was delicate, as if water could be wrung out.

"I'm here to compete for the qualification of the seventh mountain owner, and I haven't done anything about how to get out of the cabinet. Please, Lord Mountain Lord, please forgive me..."

Gu Naihe said.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain cast a cold glance at Gu Naihe. The beautiful woman also had a great evil, which disgusted him, and he wished he could kill him with a sword.

Practitioners who came out of Xiliang found it difficult to maintain the mind of a normal person, and most of them would be enchanted in Xiliang. After all, in the strange environment where they may die at any time, it is naturally difficult to maintain the will of a normal person.

"Anle chose this mountain, but the seventh mountain has not yet been opened, and no one is allowed to set foot except those who talk to the holy master."

"If you insist on setting foot, you will bear the consequences."

A cold voice came from the mouth of the sixth mountain master.

The torrential rain was still scouring, and the bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, making the surroundings quiet, and no one questioned it, because it was not a wise decision to question the mountain owner at this time.

Tie Lie squinted his eyes, nodded towards the Sixth Mountain Master, and then fled to the distance, followed by all the geniuses on the Yuanmeng Falcon List.

They are not qualified to talk to the holy master, and the mountain is meaningless at this moment.

The seventh mountain has not yet been opened, this mountain is still just an ordinary mountain, and they can't figure out why they are fighting for it.

Shocked, Gu Huangquan was very elegant, and with a nostalgic and apologetic expression, he bowed to the Sixth Mountain Lord, and he didn't look like a practitioner who came out of Xiliang at all.

It seems to be an elegant scholar in the Academy of Arts.

Gu Huangquan and Gu Naihe led the practitioners from Xiliang Kingdom, and they all walked towards the distance, and they also stood still under a tree.

The many geniuses who came after a fight seemed to have calmed down their fighting tempers at this moment.

After looking at each other, they raised their eyes to look at this ordinary cold mountain.

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An Le dressed in white and walked slowly towards Fusong Mountain.

The mountain road is muddy, washed by the rain, the rain is mixed with yellow mud, it is extremely slippery, if you step on it, if you don't control the strength, it is easy to slip.

Of course, it is impossible for An Le to have the embarrassing incident of slipping and falling on the mountain road. With his current cultivation base of the perfect five realms of body forging and his control over his physical body, such an accident is absolutely impossible.

Dressed lightly in white, carrying old rice wine, An Le had a smile on his face.

In fact, An Le is really looking forward to talking with the holy master. The holy master... has been a transcendent name since he set foot in the practice, lingering in his ears.

Both Mrs. Hua and the old man of the Taimiao felt that it was quite an honor to be able to talk with the holy master.

It can even be understood as a supreme opportunity.

Therefore, An Le had high expectations for this conversation.

An Le came to Fusong Mountain once, and that time was led by Li You'an. Now, after revisiting the old place, An Le is still very familiar with the way up the mountain.

There is thick fog in the mountains, and the fog and rain are intertwined, making the mountain wind blowing cold.

This is an undeveloped mountain, not even a stone path, and the road up the mountain is a rugged road that is difficult to walk.

However, for practitioners, it is not difficult to trek between such mountain roads.

Climb a piece of rain-washed, extremely smooth stone, and then turn over a small hill.

After a while, An Le saw the smooth mirror-like cliff, even if it was washed by rain, it would be difficult to leave any rain marks on the cliff.

The welcoming pine still stands on the cliff, and there are big rocks under the pine, and the rainwater hits the big rocks, splashing misty water mist.

An Le walked to the welcoming pine, raised his hand and brushed it past, the hot blood instantly evaporated the rainwater on the boulder, making the stone dry.

Sitting on the rock, An Le looked up at the cliff.

After losing the future sword energy, the cliff became more and more ordinary, like a mirror without fluctuations.

However, although An Le has control over the future sword qi, so far, the use of the future sword qi has not been able to handle it with ease.

Even with the Tongshen Sword Body, it seems that the mastery of the future sword energy is still extremely slow.

He comprehended the sword intent of Chixin and Mountains and Rivers, simple and complex sword intent, but he still didn't have much clue about the future sword energy.

The sword energy of the future is entangled in the bamboo sword green mountain, entangled in the mountain that seems to be full of the will of an immortal.

In that mountain, An Le saw the stone figurines of the first emperor, and even awakened the will of the first emperor, but in fact, it has little effect on the future sword energy.

In the future, the sword energy entangled on the green mountain is more like a kind of accumulation.

An Le pondered for a moment, then came back to his senses, he began to think about the conversation with the holy master, what questions should be mentioned?
With such a precious opportunity, An Le naturally can't waste everything, he needs to think carefully about the issues he wants to communicate.

The rain in the mountains began to rustle, and it was no longer a torrential rain.

An Le sat upright, the top of the mountain was extremely quiet, only the slight sound of the rain falling on the ground, washing the pine leaves.

Carrying the old rice wine, An Le sat on the boulder.

He took off the green mountain bamboo sword from his waist, the green mountain was suspended, and when he tapped it with his fingers, a sword energy burst out from the top of the mountain, rushed into the sky, and shattered the stratus clouds.

"Students are safe and happy, on Fusong Mountain, waiting for the holy master."

An Le spoke, and the voice bloomed on the top of the mountain.

The boy shouted to the saint.

There are echoes between heaven and earth.

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under the mountain.

Everyone heard An Le's voice, subconsciously raised their heads, narrowed their eyes, and looked at the mountain top.

The Sixth Mountain Master folded his hands on his chest, a smile hung on the corner of his lips, and then his heart moved, the Niwan palace between his eyebrows cracked, and there seemed to be a turbulent sword aura.

The primordial spirit on the fairy platform sat upright, opened his eyes, jumped out, left his body, and roamed the world.

In an instant, he returned to the sixth mountain.

On the sixth mountain, it was windy and windy. In the leisure pavilion, the guardian of the mountain, Fairy Yunrou, stood quietly, waiting for the return of the mountain lord Yuanshen.

The soul of the sixth mountain lord landed in the pavilion, just like a real person.

"Yunrou, this pavilion is the place where I once talked with the holy master. I once talked with the holy master here for three days, and I have clarified the way of the world's sword. What inspiration?"

The Sixth Mountain Master put on a rare smile and said to Yun Rou.

But seeing the Sixth Mountain Lord sitting down cross-legged, his mind moved, the majestic Primordial Spirit avatar was turbulent, and his palms were suddenly pressed to the ground of the pavilion.

Rumble!
Yunrou only felt that the sixth mountain under her feet was shaking, and the sword energy in the whole mountain was boiling, like steaming heat, twisting the air!

Every ray of sword energy was turbulent with silver light, and the entire Sixth Mountain seemed to be lost in the mountain mist.

at the same time.

On the first hill.

Between the thatched cottages, the wind chimes made a tinkling sound as they were blown by the breeze.

The first mountain lord raised his hand and pressed it on the ground, and the whole thatched cottage suddenly surged with immortal energy...

There are countless mountains in the world.

Among them, on several mountains, some people were chatting and laughing, and they were all cross-legged on the ground, palms down on the mountain.

In an instant, the mountain was rolled up by the smoke, and the trail was misty.

Around Fusong Mountain.

All the clouds and rain disappeared, and the cathartic rainstorm ceased to fall. Indistinctly, the phantoms of five mountains appeared around Fusong Mountain, covering this ordinary mountain in it.

"Six Holy Mountains!"

at the foot of the mountain.

Tie Lie's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath and exclaimed.

The six holy mountains appeared at the same time to welcome the holy master back to the world and witness the birth of the seventh mountain!
On that day, under the leadership of the first mountain master, he asked the holy master An Le if he could have a dialogue, and the holy master agreed, and there is a move to welcome the holy master today.

Fusong Mountain was surrounded by phantoms of six peaks, and Anle could see it clearly. He stood up slowly.

It can be seen that the six mountains continue to skyrocket, rising tens of thousands of feet, crashing into the sky, as if supporting the entire world of the world.

The colorful rays of the sun are surging and lingering among the mountains.

An Le then discovered that Fusong Mountain also began to turmoil, rising bit by bit, getting farther and farther away from the world, and gradually rushing into the sky.

It has reached the level of six mountains.

This means that Mount Fusong will become the seventh mountain of the Holy Mountain.

boom!
The speed of Fusong Mountain soars, and the surrounding scenery is blurred and dreamy in an instant, like the window view of a galloping subway under the camera, leaving only streaks of neon lights!

Anle's breath froze suddenly, and the blood flow in the body accelerated.

Driven by the six peaks, Mount Fusong is tens of thousands of feet high, piercing into the sea of ​​clouds, crashing into the sky, and the starry sky gradually appears in front of his eyes, and the stars are shining brightly!

Finally, when Fusong Mountain no longer grows, the top of Fusong Mountain is actually a long night sky, the sea of ​​stars floats and sinks, and the river of stars turns...

Every star is shining brightly, vast and strange.

Under the starry sky, An Le's white clothes are better than snow, her eyes are clear.

He was looking for the trace of the holy master, and wanted to see where the holy master came from.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

Because he found that Xinghe began to keep increasing the distance, and in the end...it turned into a pupil as black as ink.

There is starlight in the pupils, it is an extremely huge existence, so tall that it is difficult to grasp the size.

On the other six mountains, the mountain masters all sat cross-legged, bowing respectfully and cupping fists.

"Welcome the Holy Master."

The six voices resounded in unison.

As the words fell, formations surged and flickered on the six holy mountains.

It is like a bright light that lights up in the dark night in the world!

In the blink of an eye, An Le noticed that huge and indescribable figure took a step towards Fusong Mountain.

The huge sole of the foot, which seemed to be able to crush the entire world, began to shrink continuously after falling down, and finally turned into a normal sole of the foot.

Rumble!
In the entire world, countless clouds and streams all let out thunder!
This time is completely different from the last time the Holy Master showed a blurred face outside the Lin'an Mansion. This is the true return of the Holy Master to the world!

Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.

The old temple master was dressed in a pure white Taoist robe with a faint fairy air. Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a touch of shock and shock appeared in his heart.

Floating out of the palace, floating like a fairy, floating on the top of Qingcheng Mountain, looking at the sky.

Vaguely, it seems to see a figure that wants to tear the world apart.

"Holy Master, what realm is it..."

The old temple master murmured, with a little bit of bitterness on his lips.

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Jianchi Palace, Jianchi Lake.

At the bottom of the lake, sword qi intertwined and raged.

The gray-haired figure, every strand of hair seemed to contain sword energy and sword intent, about to shoot out from the lake.

The old sword master opened his eyes, the Chengying sword at his waist was trembling uncontrollably, and the sound of the sword chant caused the sword energy in the entire Jianchi Lake to evaporate!
"The holy master has returned to the world again... just a glimpse, and I feel powerful."

"Ten Realms... in front of the Saint Master, they are still like ants."

In the eyes of the old sword master, sword intent surged.

"Twelve realms?"

"Is it really the twelve realms?"

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Five hundred miles away from Lin'an Mansion, there is an ancient temple in the mountains, the name of the temple is Lanke.

The ancient bell in the temple rang, and the sound of the bell seemed to span time. In the majestic temple with Baoxiang, an ancient Buddha opened his eyes.

In the Ganye Temple, majestic minds and spirits are intertwined, and there are indistinguishable figures of men and women. The whole body is filled with the brilliance of the heart sword in seven colors, and they are looking at the holy mountain.

In Lianhua Temple, countless monks wearing red cassocks sit upright and recite the Buddha's name together. In the center, on a golden lotus platform, there is a monk cast in gold, his eyes are like flowing fire, and his palms are folded together. He looked at the seventh mountain, and at the person who seemed to be walking back from the starry sky.

"The holy master returns to the world, and I, the Buddha and Tathagata, should also return."

"The troubled times are coming, may the Buddha's light fill the world."

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The imperial city in Lin'an Prefecture.

On Phoenix Mountain, in the imperial mausoleum.

The emperor of the Zhao family walked slowly on the corridor, and the flames on both sides jumped up.

He was wearing a royal robe, and he was quietly pacing in the imperial mausoleum of Phoenix Mountain.

"The Holy Master returns to the world, and the Seventh Mountain will be opened. Now the Seventh Mountain will be contested by the geniuses of the Yuanmeng Empire... The Holy Mountain may be about to give up the Great Zhao Dynasty..."

The emperor of the Zhao family murmured.

His words echoed in the quiet imperial tomb.

Vaguely, in the depths of the imperial mausoleum, a majestic energy is slowly waking up.

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Canglang River.

There were continuous military tents, and Li Youan, who was dressed in white, was sitting in the tent, looking at the sword with a light on.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the gray sky in the distance, and he could see seven phantom peaks towering high in the world, as if they had rushed into the sky, becoming the pillars of heaven in the world.

"Anle really did it, talk to the holy master."

"I also chose Fusong Mountain... What a nostalgic little guy."

There was a soft and expectant smile on Li Youan's face.

He was looking forward to what An Le could gain from this conversation with the Holy Master.

Let this burning spark get the help of the wind, and it will really start a prairie fire!
Middle-earth needs a fire of nirvana.

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The capital of Yuan and Mongolia.

The rushing dragon veins, like earth dragons turned over, gathered in this majestic city.

In the city, Emperor Yuanmeng had his upper body naked. On his body, the dragon veins seemed to be engraved on his body, making his body as if it was about to shatter the void just as the energy and blood circulated.

When the six holy mountains extradited Fusong Mountain selected by Anle.

Emperor Yuan Meng opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be eight dragon veins surging and roaring in his pupils.

"Holy Master!"

muttered.

Taking a deep breath, the rolling force of the eight dragon veins outside Suiyuanmeng Dadu became weaker and weaker, and finally... completely prostrate on the ground, and vaguely, the entire land of Middle Earth seemed to be dimmed at this moment.

And the aura on Emperor Yuanmeng's body was rising steadily, getting higher and stronger!
However, when it reached the highest point, it seemed that it had hit a mountain and it was difficult to break through.

In the end, all the breath belongs to the body.

"It's a pity that we still haven't been able to break through the mountain that stretches across the ten realms. After all, there are only eight dragon veins, and there is still one short."

"In the sleeping palace that has been buried for thousands of years in Mount Li, there is a ninth dragon vein hidden. It is time to open this sleeping palace..."

"Refining the ninth dragon vein will make the nine tripods reappear in the world, and it will surely become the second eleventh realm in the world for thousands of years!"

"At the time of introduction, I will definitely ask the holy master if he is really above the eleventh realm!"

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On Fusong Mountain.

The starlight began to fade gradually, little by little.

Fine rain, gently drifting.

A figure with an ordinary face, but which An Le could not remember, appeared beside the boulder, took a jug full of old rice wine from An Le's hand with a smile, and took a sip with a smile.

"There are so many people who talk to me, but you bring wine to drink with me, and you still bring such an ordinary wine."

"One sip of wine, taste the fireworks in the world."

"Very good."

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