Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 24 Demon Qi quenches the body, there is an old man in the Taimiao

An Le looked at the piece of white jade in front of him, there were nine gray lines on the white jade, varying in thickness, neatly arranged on the white jade, maybe it should not be called white jade, but flower jade.

"The Demon Tempering Jade..."

An Le murmured, to be honest, I was a little surprised, I didn't expect that the Tao of Time and Fruit could actually show the real thing.

This [Monster Quenching Jade] is somewhat similar to a magic weapon for cultivation, and it is quite precious, an auxiliary magic weapon that can help cultivation.

After An Le learned about practice from Mrs. Hua, she didn't know much about practice. Practice is like fighting for crossing. The higher you go, the more fierce the fight will be.

Naturally, competition is unavoidable without killing, and killing requires weapons. The magic weapon is the weapon of the practitioner, but the magic weapon can also be divided into two types: offensive and auxiliary.

Rubbing the demon quenching jade, the nine gray lines on the demon jade seem to contain a majestic demon energy, quenching the body with the demon energy, can strengthen the body like a demon body!

It takes a hundred years of practice for a monster to transform into form. After years of honing, the body of a monster is naturally tough. Although a powerful body-forging martial artist is not physically weaker than a big monster, quenching the body with monster energy is indeed an efficient means of cultivation.

An Le was aroused, and since the courtyard was empty, he packed up the flowers and potted plants, and began to stand still in the courtyard, planning to practice a tiger pose.

Mind poured into the monster jade, a gray pattern on the jade almost boiled and squirmed, and majestic monster energy overflowed from it!

Qi and blood surged from under the skin, and Anle began to fight in tiger pose.

As his qi and blood circulated, the spawned evil energy seemed to be absorbed by every pore, pouring into the subcutaneous membrane and between the meridians, and a tingling sensation came.

An Le frowned, but still endured the pain and began to practice the tiger pose.

After beating once, An Le's body broke out in hot sweat, mixed with a little blood!
An Le could clearly feel that her skin membrane and physique had become much stronger.

Is this the body tempered by demon energy? !
An Le was a little surprised. "Five Birds Exercise" was supposed to be paired with medicinal soup for exercise, which would speed up physical exercise.

But now, under the quenching of the demonic energy, the effect seems to be better than medicinal soup!

Surprised, An Le tirelessly continued to practice physical exercises and practice bird pose.

Bird pose and tiger pose, Anle is best at now, watching Lin Siye exercising under the waterfall, Anle gained a lot.

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Although yesterday's spring rain has stopped, there are still puddles formed by raindrops in the pits of the Qingshiban road between the alleys that have not dried up. The fallen leaves that were hit by yesterday's rain float on the surface of the puddles, spinning slightly.

"Click!" With a sound, the world reflected by the fallen leaves and water was crushed by the falling cloth shoes.

The water droplets splashed and fell again, the pit rolled up and became turbid, and the fallen leaves were picked up by the cloth shoelaces and stuck to the bottom, rustling as they walked.

The plain-clothed old man walked out of the Taimiao, walking slowly, with two long eyebrows fluttering against the wind.

Feeling the evil spirit wafting in the air, the old man looked indifferent, and soon walked along Taimiao Lane to the source of the evil spirit.

Before the door of the small courtyard was closed, one could hear the boiling sound of qi and blood rolling in the distance, and the vigorous wind force brought by the practitioner's punching.

The old man glanced into the courtyard, and was stunned: "Huh? It's not a demon, it's a human."

"Based on the five birds, attracting demonic energy to quench the body... It's a great idea, but it's difficult to attract the demonic energy. These demonic energy come out from the jade pendant worn by the young man, which is somewhat interesting."

"Compared to boiling the body with medicinal soup, it is more efficient to quench the body with demon energy."

The old man shaved his beard, and then began to appreciate An Le's five-bird exercise, his eyes became brighter the more he looked at it, and he even felt a little nostalgic in the back.

""Five Birds Exercise" is a body training method collected by Tianbo Lin Mansion. Using the posture of five birds to exercise the body, although it is not a top-level body training method, it is not bad. The young man's tiger pose and bird pose are actually It has a bit of the shadow of the fourth child of the Lin family."

The old man smiled, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

He was originally here to punish the monster, but he was a young man who never wanted to provoke a monster, so there was no need to beat the other party.

Quenching the body with demonic energy is rare, but it is not uncommon. In the Yuanmeng Empire, some martial arts madmen even hunted the thousand-year-old monster, killed it and let the blood out, and bathed and forged the body with the blood of the big monster that contained resentment and violence. The demonic energy quenched the body and In comparison, it is nothing.

"Practice the five birds, and the mind has the meaning of a sword waterfall... This young man is the young man who provoked the young lady of the Lin family to take action at the entrance of Jingjie yesterday?"

Thoughtful, the old man guessed An Le's identity.

The confrontation yesterday, although it was just a surprise, but Yu Guanyin flicked his fingers and came with three thousand spring rain swords, the power was naturally impressive, attracting many strong people to wait and see.

In the yard, he was practicing the bird pose of Anle, and he felt palpitations and tension, as if a pair of deep eyes were spying on him.

After the bird pose exercise, An Le was covered in blood and sweat, which was a transformation of his physique.

But he didn't have time to pay attention. Looking at the gate of the courtyard, he saw an old man with long eyebrows in plain clothes, looking at him with interest.

The sense of prying in the deep eyes disappeared, and the old man became ordinary, with no leakage or display of energy, blood, mind and other powers, just like ordinary old people.

But in An Le's eyes, the wisps of time on the old man's body are densely packed like seaweed, swaying in the wind.

Even Mrs. Hua, in front of this old man, her age is incomparable!

An Le couldn't even estimate how many strands of aging spirit the old man had!
A real strong practitioner!
It is the strongest existence that An Le has seen so far, and Mrs. Hua is much inferior.

An Le's heart moved, maybe this old man was the strong man sitting in the imperial temple that he passed by earlier?

Facing such a strong man, An Le didn't hesitate to start absorbing the traces of age spirit swaying like seaweed on his body.

However, after a hard tug-of-war, the Anle extraction failed.

It was not possible to get a trace of the old man's breath from the old man.

It took a lot of hard work to extract from Mrs. Hua before, but now it is not surprising to fail to extract the energy of time from someone stronger than Mrs. Hua.

This further confirmed An Le's conjecture that if he wanted to absorb the energy of time from the strong, his cultivation base of An Le must also keep up, otherwise there would be an embarrassing situation where he could not pull out the energy of time.

"Little friend just moved here today, you have a very strange face, and the old man also lives in this Taimiao Lane, so he is a close neighbor to you." The old man said with a smile.

He squinted his eyes and looked at An Le with deep meaning. Just now, An Le stared at him with a rather strange look. What did this young man see?
"The younger generation, Anle, a person from Chongzhou, came to Lin'an to participate in the Spring Festival, so he bought this small courtyard in order to practice and study, but he is nagging seniors."

An Le cupped his fists and bowed, respectfully.

The long-browed old man stroked his beard for a moment, realizing that An Le should have sensed his strength.

"A cultivator who has just given birth to a mind and has just opened his blood, can actually see the old man's cultivation? The old man's hiding, even if the Dao Heart is being played with one after another, the unlucky little guy Luo Qingchen may not be able to detect it."

The old man was full of thoughts, and felt more and more interesting about An Le.

No wonder the Jade Guanyin of the Lin Mansion would fight for this young man.

"There is no need to be too polite, what the old man said is indeed true. You moved to Taimiao Lane, you and I are close neighbors, and meeting is fate, little guy, from now on you will induce the demonic energy in the jade to temper your body, and stay in this small courtyard. But, the old man wiped away the demonic energy for you, so as not to offend some unreasonable demon-subduing masters in Lin'an Mansion and disrupt the order."

The old man smiled.

An Le was surprised when she heard the words...

I really never thought of the demon subduing master.

"Thank you, senior." An Le bowed respectfully and thanked.

The old man waved his hand: "There is no need to be polite, I just don't want those demon-subduing masters to disturb the cleanliness of Taimiao Lane."

"You practice the five birds, you have the demeanor of Lin Silang, and you also practice the "Sword Waterfall Picture" of Hua Jiebing. You should be the painter who entered the Lin family... The old man also has quite a lot of experience in painting, but he can learn from the little one. Friends, ask a question or two."

The old man smiled.

An Le was not surprised that the other party recognized his identity. Such a character might exist at the same level as the old matriarch of the Lin family.

"Don't dare to ask for advice, communicate with each other..."

An Le bowed and said humbly.

"Hahaha good communication, just wait, the old man just made a painting in the morning, so I'll go get it."

The old man was vigorous and resolute, and really planned to go back to pick up the painting.

However, An Le thought for a while, and said: "Senior, Xiaosheng has to go to the Lin Mansion to paint for the princes who are about to go to war. This is a promise to the Lin Mansion. If you don't ask for leave first, you have to go."

The old man raised his eyebrows: "If you refuse now, aren't you afraid that the old man will be angry?"

After the words were finished, a majestic power of mind suddenly permeated the old man. In an instant, like a natural evening cloud, the current roared, and the pressure was like a mountain toppled!

Facing the terrifying coercion, An Le had the blessing of fearlessness, standing like a pine and cypress, neither humble nor overbearing, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Words are impermanent and trustworthy, deeds are impermanent and chaste, only profit lies, and you are omnipotent. If you are, you can be called a villain."

"Perhaps exchanging painting skills with seniors can be beneficial to me, but since I have promised Lin Fu, I will do what I should do."

When the old man heard the words, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the coercion on his body and his strong mind disappeared in an instant, like a sunny day after rain.

The old man was satisfied and smiled admiringly: "You have the courage to face the landslide without changing your face. The little guy can be courageous. A gentleman keeps his promises. A promise is worth a thousand dollars. It's up to you."

"Go, the old man will come to find you again at night."

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and left the yard.

When An Le heard this, she immediately clasped her fists with a smile.

"After the young student got off work, he bought a pot of old rice wine, and discussed painting with his seniors while drinking."

The old man's plain clothes were flying, and his cloth shoes stepped on the water and fallen leaves among the bluestone slabs. Only a faint voice came from the alley.

"Hey, there's wine... I'll have some wine with the painting, the little guy will come, it's very good."

(End of this chapter)