Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 289 Raise your arms and no one responds, so you respond to yourself
King Kunpeng and the two Dragon Lords had just arrived, but they did not expect to see such a shocking scene.

It left them speechless.

The immortals of the five great immortal families in the sky disappeared, and what was left... was only five original beads filled with a strong original aura, spinning slowly, and the precious light soared into the sky.

What this means, it is easy to think that only when the strong Xianjun dies unexpectedly, will the original orb be left behind, otherwise, even if the strong Xianjun dies in battle, the original orb that he has worked so hard to condense will collapse along with him.

There will not be such a situation where the original pearl is dying.

It is enough to imagine that those powerful immortals must be extremely unsafe.

However, this also shows the strength of An Le from the side. The coalition forces attacked Jiangzhou City, and as soon as they captured Jiangzhou City, they immediately rushed to the fifth heaven, wanting to help An Le.

But An Le has already completed the kill with his own strength.

Including Huyao, the original fairy king after the seventh rank, they all died together, leaving only the pure original pearl, which is still dying.

An Le... How terrifying is it? !

King Kunpeng and the two Dragon Lords felt more and more awe.

However, they had also seen the scene of An Le confronting the human clone of the Lord of Huangquan in the South China Sea, so they were not too surprised, and quickly calmed down from the shock in their hearts.

Their eyes fell on the five original beads, and their eyes were shining brightly.

Each of these five original orbs is stronger than the original orbs they condense. After all, the weakest ones are at the level of the fifth rank fairy.

These origin beads also have a huge effect on them. If they can absorb and refine the origin, their cultivation can be greatly improved.

For example, if the Origin Orb of the Rank Seven Immortal Sovereign is thoroughly refined, at least about [-]% of its origin can be preserved, and it can push King Kunpeng, who has just broken through the Eleventh Realm, to the Rank Six level, which is the Middle Realm. The degree of original perfection.

Therefore, they looked at the original pearl in An Le's hand and couldn't help but express their expectations.

But they are very sensible, knowing that it is An Le who masters these original beads, and An Le will not refine the original beads for them.

Because each of these original beads has the opportunity to cultivate an eleven-level original source venerable!
Therefore, they couldn't lick their faces and open their mouths at all.

An Le naturally also sensed their arrival, turned her head with a smile, and noticed the desire and hope on their faces.

"I can't give you this original orb. It's a pity that you came late, otherwise I will leave a few immortals for you to fight. If you win, kill the opponent and you can get the opponent's original orb."

An Le said.

Unfortunately, God Ancestral Sword is too enthusiastic.

King Kunpeng and the two Dragon Lords showed regret, but they quickly cheered up and felt excited.

With An Le's strength, there will definitely be a great opportunity to obtain the Origin Orb to increase their cultivation in the future, so there is no need to worry at all, as long as they follow An Le's footsteps, they will wait for the opportunity after all.

An Le put away the five origin beads, and put away the third-tier baby pagoda held by Huyao. Because of the Ancestral Sword of Heaven, it didn't hurt the pagoda at all.

In addition to these things, there are five rings that exude the most precious light.

That is the space ring, and there is a huge space inside, where the five immortals store their treasures.

An Le also put it away bluntly, with his powerful power of space avenue, he easily broke through the defense of the space ring, glanced inside, and the smile on his face deepened.

As expected of an immortal monarch from the five great immortal families, his family background is rich.

Without staying in the fifth heaven for a long time, An Le left with King Kunpeng and others. In the fifth heaven, the storm was still there, and the cracks in space were still moving endlessly, gradually engulfing the remaining breath of Hu Yao and others.

The sky above Jiangzhou City.

The sky suddenly cracked.

An Le floated out of it, and beside him were King Kunpeng and the two Dragon Lords, who were respectful and low-key.

When Lu Yishan and the others saw An Le, their hearts suddenly relaxed, and they understood that An Le should have won the victory, either by defeating the five immortals, or beheading each other...

Mostly it was a defeat. If five immortals were beheaded... that would be a bit terrifying, too difficult to see through.

Even Lu Yishan didn't seem to dare to think in this direction.

"Young master, it's good that you're fine."

Lu Yishan said with a smile: "Next time, don't do such a dangerous thing... We are all worried, for fear that something will happen to the young master."

The old heavenly master, the old sword master and others also spoke to dissuade them.

However, An Le nodded with a smile, then raised his hand and waved, and five original beads floated out immediately.

"Here are the five origin beads, and the five immortals have all been executed."

An Le said softly.

On the Jiangzhou city tower, it suddenly became dead silent.

Even Ye Longsheng, Di Zang and other peerless generals were shocked and stunned.

What monster?
Those are the five immortals!

Among them is a powerhouse at the level of a Rank [-] Immortal Monarch!
"Sir...Sir, are you serious?"

Wang Yansheng opened his mouth, and his words were somewhat intermittent.

This is too... scary.

Wang Yansheng knew that An Le's growth rate was great, and it would grow to a terrifying level in the future, but this hadn't reached the future yet. After a while, he would be able to kill the powerful immortal kings, and he would kill five of them at once.

"Of course it is true, why should I deceive you?"

Anle smiled lightly.

With a flick of his fingers, five original beads emerged and surrounded his body.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

Origin Pearl!
Now everyone believed that An Le had killed the five immortals, and the Origin Pearl was the best proof.

Of course, in addition to this, everyone's eyes lit up, looking at the original pearl that was taken out, they couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

An Le smiled, put away the seven-turn original bead, flicked the remaining four five-turn original beads, and handed them to Lu Yishan, Li You'an, the old heavenly master and the old sword master respectively.

The four of them accepted the Origin Orb emotionally, and they all knew what it meant to get the Origin Orb.

This is the essence of a strong person with the origin of the eleventh realm, the essence of his life. Although they are in the tenth realm, with the help of the original orb, they can refine the origin of the immortal king in it, and even have the opportunity to touch and break the barriers of the tenth realm, and set foot on the eleventh realm .

For example, in the Lishan ancient tomb, the first emperor Yingqin sealed a nine-turn and half-step powerful immortal king. After thousands of years of planning, he refined the original pearl of the immortal king. It is a crucial step to impact the origin of the immortal monarch.

Although the others are envious, they also know that An Le's distribution is in the order of supporting him.

The old Sword Saint bet the entire Jianchi Palace on Anle, and the old Tianshi did the same. It goes without saying that Lu Yishan and Li Youan paid the price of the entire Tianshi Palace.

Li You'an directly turned against Zhao for the sake of peace.

Therefore, there is naturally no objection to the distribution of the four original beads.

"Thank you sir."

The four people were excited, even they were no longer calm and calm, after all, it was the original pearl, which could save them a lot of hard work.

"There are two ways to refine the original pearl. One is to give up one's own way, completely inherit the original source in the original pearl, and continue the Tao of the original pearl. You can practice step by step to the level of five turns of the original source."

An Le looked at them and said.

"The other way is to cut off the imprint of the Dao in the origin bead, turn it into a pure origin, and use the pure origin to improve your cultivation. In that case, about half of the energy in an origin bead will be wasted."

"However, the advantage is that you can still walk your own way without any impact on your own practice."

An Le's words made the four of them fall into silence. How to make a choice was indeed a big deal for them.

However, the four of them quickly gave An Le the answer. They would not practice step by step. They are all geniuses who can raise their cultivation to the tenth realm in an era when their practice is exhausted.

They are confident that the upper limit of the future will not be weaker than the five-rank origin, so...

It is not what they want to follow the original path step by step.

"I wait to have my own way."

The old sword master smiled, and the sword intent surged from his body, his beard and hair were flying, and his sword hair was like frost.

The old heavenly master stroked his beard and smiled, and nodded.

The two seniors who do not belong to this era naturally also have their pride. Besides, they have already reached the realm of ten realms and three disasters, and they can easily break into the eleventh realm with the help of the power of the original pearl.

Therefore, it does not make any sense to continue the way of the original pearl step by step.

Not to mention Lu Yishan and Li You'an, they have extremely high spirits. As the most talented people in this era, how could they follow other people's ways and give up their own way?
"In that case, let's take a good rest and hope that everyone can successfully break into the eleventh realm."

Anle smiled and blessed.

In addition, An Le threw out a series of middle-grade original fresh air to them, and used the original fresh air to refine the original beads, which can greatly improve the efficiency and save a lot of time.

An Le is very clear that for today's coalition forces, time is the most important thing.

In the next time, he will take over Jiangzhou City, so he has some free time to refine the original pearl.

An Le didn't leave either, and continued to sit in Jiangzhou City.

He was also not sure whether the death of the five immortals would make Zhao Xianyou feel threatened and act early.

He was here, at least in time to prevent some accidents from happening.

After the four of Lu Yishan bid farewell to Anle, they searched for a quiet place in Jiangzhou City and entered a state of retreat. Anle also found a quiet place and began to sort out the harvest this time.

Beheaded five immortals, in addition to the origin beads, a third-tier baby tower, and five immortals' treasure-level storage rings.

The space for storing the ring is unimaginably large.

It was raining in Jiangzhou City.

The wet rain washed away the blood that filled the entire city.

After the city was broken, many resisters were naturally killed. This is war, and death is inevitable.

In this battle, many Tenth Realm cultivators also died, and they also had storage rings. Although the status of the Tenth Realm in the Celestial Realm was much lower than that of the Immortal Monarch, they still had some family background.

However, when death comes, these heavenly practitioners will directly blew their storage rings, and exiled the treasures and lost them in the turbulent flow of space.

It is very rare for an immortal from the ancient family of the Five Great Immortals to be killed suddenly without even having time to react.

Therefore, the storage rings harvested are naturally very few.

An Le sat down quietly in a tavern in Jiangzhou City, ordered a glass of wine, and drank alone.

The wine tasted strong, like a burning knife, and it was harder to drink than the old rice wine that I was used to drinking, but it still had a special taste.

An Le closed her eyes, exploring the treasures in the storage rings of the five immortals.

His eyes lit up. Hu Yao's storage ring was naturally thicker. There were thirty balls of high-grade original fresh energy. As for the middle-grade and low-grade original fresh energy, there were even more. Of course, An Le didn't care about these things. .

In Huyao's storage ring, there are actually three treasures, except for the third-tier baby tower, there is also a knife, a fairy boat, and a feather coat.

According to the rank, Xianzhou is the second rank, while Dao and Yuyi are the first rank.

This net worth can definitely be called rich.

However, Huyao is after all a Rank [-] Immortal Sovereign, who belongs to the original powerhouse of the Back Realm, and is considered a top powerhouse in the heavens.

In the storage rings of the other four immortal monarchs, there are fewer treasures. There are two treasures each, one for attack and one for defense, each of which fits its own attributes.

The only pity is...

These treasures are all second-tier treasures, and they have not mastered third-tier treasures.

Thinking about it, how could it be so easy to obtain a third-tier treasure, even in the heavens, it is extremely difficult to obtain a third-tier treasure.

An Le inspected it, and left two treasures with matching attributes to be promoted to the five birds, and the rest was going to be handed over to Lu Yishan for him to watch over the distribution.

A piece of treasure can greatly increase the combat power, which is crucial to the improvement of the overall strength of the coalition forces.

The rain has been falling, and there is a rich rain in the air mixed with the dark fragrance of falling flowers and withering.

An Le drank in the tavern and sorted out the harvest.

How happy it is.

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Great Zhao Dynasty, Lin'an.

The entire Lin'an city is still prosperous, and as it turns into a land of ascension to immortality, the influx of immortals from the heavens makes this dreamy city even more intoxicated.

Carousing and singing every night, endless night.

It can be called the city that never sleeps.

The status of the immortals in Lin'an is naturally the most respected. Many people in Lin'an are proud of pursuing the immortals of the heavens.

The atmosphere of the entire Lin'an City fell into a deformed situation.

Academy of Arts.

With the detachment of the Wenqu stele, the entire Academy of Arts appeared a little depressed, and the weakness was very obvious.

The number of scholars has decreased a lot, even if there are people who come to study, it is for the purpose of gilding, so that they can meet some noble people and help them in the court in the future.

The rain fell gently, hitting the plantains in the courtyard.

On the edge of the banana leaf, the rain falls like a bead curtain.

The second master, Pang Ji, was dressed in a washed-white green shirt, with his hands behind his back and gray hair, standing under the gate, looking at the plantain bent over by the rain.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him.

"Is this what you want to see?"

Zhu Huoxi, the doctor's son, walked slowly with a volume of books in his hands.

Today's Academy of Arts is no longer suitable for continuing to study, and Zhu Huoxi has made up his mind that it is time to leave the Academy of Arts and Lin'an.

Pang Ji looked bitter, turned his head, and looked at the doctor Zhu Huoxi.

"Look at the Wenyuan today, where there is no such thing as the Wenyuan. Even the stele of Wenqu has left the Wenyuan. Today's Wenyuan exists in name only, and the inheritance of the Wenyuan...is in Xiliang Academy."

Zhu Huoxi said lightly.

"Do you regret it?" Zhu Huoxi asked.

If Pang Ji hadn't been an enemy of An Le, and hadn't helped the emperor of the Zhao family arrange any plans, these things wouldn't have happened. Da Zhao is the opposite, and the Academy of Arts will not be implicated in it.

It can only be said that the Academy of Arts has an inseparable relationship with Pang Ji, who is in charge.

"Right now, Anle is raising troops, and the Dali Xiliang coalition forces are attacking Jiangzhou City. As expected, Jiangzhou should be broken soon."

"If you can't keep it, the general trend is in Anle. Today's Great Zhao has no general trend. Even the national destiny has been betrayed. What is the general trend? The only thing that can be relied on is the power of God. However, Anle and Emperor Yuanmeng jointly attacked The purpose is to curb the development of Immortal Land in a timely manner."

"Yuanmeng iron cavalry went south and passed the Canglang River. I heard that the emperor of the Zhao family sent Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom to guard Xiangyang...Liu Guanshi's state of mind is not mellow, he has only reached the perfection of the nine realms. How can he defend? What can he do to deal with Emperor Yuanmeng?"

"Compared to the coalition side, once Emperor Yuanmeng breaks Xiangyang, the people in the city will be slaughtered and tortured, but...the emperor of the Zhao family doesn't care. The old man can guess his purpose. He wants peace talks, wants to Seize the territory for peace, and free up your strength to deal with the Anle Alliance Army."

"But it's taken for granted."

Zhu Huoxi shook his head, his words were full of disappointment.

"Xiangyang was broken, Liu Guanshi died in battle, Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry continued to go south, smashing several cities in a row, Da Zhao didn't have time to react... How long do you think Lin'an can live and die?"

Pang Ji was in a trance for a while, and looked at the plantain outside the house again.

"In Lin'an in the past, if Yuanmeng invaded, many people with lofty ideals would stand up with a wave of arms, and many scholars would come out of the Academy of Arts, but now? Today's scholars in the Academy of Arts, how can there be such a person? Mind?"

Zhu Huoxi shook his head.

He didn't say anything more.

"This time, the old man is really saying goodbye to you. The old man plans to leave Lin'an, travel around the world, spread knowledge, wherever he goes, where to teach..."

"Knowledge is like a seed, and only by sowing the seeds can you reap the blooming flowers and fruits."

Zhu Huoxi said softly that he had thought of leaving before, but was kept by Pang Ji and then by the emperor of the Zhao family, so he stayed in Lin'an for a while longer.

Now, he doesn't plan to stay in this smoky Lin'an.

Pulling up his green shirt, he clasped his fists towards Pang Ji, turned and left, his figure gradually disappeared into the rain.

Pang Ji didn't persuade him to stay, and he couldn't persuade him to stay.

However, Zhu Huoxi's words rang in his ears like thunder.

Pang Ji was in a trance, he thought of the things he did, he had his reasons, and he couldn't help himself.

He is all for the Academy of Arts, for the continued prosperity of the Academy of Arts.

Unfortunately, he seems to have entered a misunderstanding.

Yuanmeng went south, is there anyone in the academy who will fight against Yuanmeng with righteousness?

He raised his arms, would anyone respond?
Pang Ji didn't know.

He took a step forward, and the rain curtain was divided. He stepped on the plantain and stood above the courtyard.

He took a deep breath, his green shirt shook, and the surrounding raindrops burst into powder.

He opened his hands and raised them high, facing the sky.

"Old man Pang Ji, I suddenly heard that Yuan thieves went south and broke Xiangyang. My heart is full of grief. The land and mountains and rivers are about to be abused. We should be brave enough to defend the mountains and rivers to the death. In the Academy of Arts, is there any person with lofty ideals who will follow the old man to attack the Yuan?" ?!"

Pang Ji said loudly.

The voice was high-pitched, bursting the raindrops all over the sky.

The voice resounded and spread to the entire Academy of Arts.

However, the entire Academy of Arts was silent, only the silent sound of rain hitting the bluestone slabs and the black tiles in the south of the Yangtze River. No one responded to it. Unheard.

Zhu Huoxi, who had just left the Academy of Arts, had her hair flying, looked back and sighed.

I don't believe in reality, but when the real reality is in front of me, I will suffer a great shock and blow.

"Why bother? The last fig leaf is also to be torn off."

Zhu Huoxi sighed, his steps no longer paused, and his figure completely disappeared without a trace.

The rain fell quietly.

The whole academy is quiet.

Pang Ji opened his hand, the words just now stirred up his long-lost mood.

But he never expected that the only response to him... was the sound of icy rain.

Is no one willing to stand up?

Is there no one fighting for it?

The rain watered Pang Ji's green clothes, and it was drenched and stuck to his body. He didn't use his strength to resist, and let the rain wash his chin and his face.

On the face full of gullies, there is only the color of bitterness.

"I... am indeed a sinner."

Academy of Arts, how could it become like this?

Standing on the banana leaf, he meditated for a long time, his face was full of bitterness and sadness, and the ravines on his face were full of traces of sadness left by the years.

"Since I raised my arms and no one answered..."

"Then the old man will answer himself."

murmured in a low voice.

Standing on Basho, raising his head, the old man Kuji's face was full of solemnity, and he opened his mouth to let out a high-pitched sound.

"Have!!"

Can someone with lofty ideals conquer Yuanmeng?

The second master replied: "Yes!"
If he was guilty in the past, he will atone for it with a war.

The Academy of Arts has existed in name only, and the Academy of Arts he had fought for all his life is gone, so Pang Ji...should come to an end.

The rain trembled slightly, tapped the banana leaf lightly with his toes, and Pang Ji's figure floated out.

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Lin'an City, the Imperial Palace.

Zhao Xianyou is holding a volume of books to observe.

Zhao Tianyan, son of the Zhao family, stood under the peach blossom tree with a troubled face, the rain slapped the peach blossoms, and the scattered peach blossom petals slapped his face.

"Dead... all dead, Huyao, the seventh-rank immortal, and the immortals of the four ancient families of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, and Qilin are all dead!"

"Jiangzhou is still lost!"

Zhao Tianyan's face was very ugly.

He never expected that five immortals, including one rank seven, would not be able to defend Jiangzhou.

Is An Le's coalition army so strong?
Why are you so strong?

With his back to God, can't he stop Anle?

Hearing this, Zhao Xianyou slowly closed the book, and a dignified expression appeared on his handsome face: "It seems that An Le has grown again..."

"Even if he is at the top of the Xianjiao Monument, it's not that easy to kill the five Huyao people who set up the beast array. The only explanation is that Anle is stronger..."

"It's coming with a tiger's eye."

"The Tongyou Land of the South China Sea was suppressed by him, and the human clone of the Lord of the Underworld was beheaded. His next goal is the Land of Immortal Ascension."

Zhao Xianyou said softly.

The emperor of the Zhao family suddenly changed his expression when he heard the words, and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"You sent all those immortals to deal with An Le? Yuan Meng went south and you didn't start to deal with it?"

Zhao Xianyou glanced at him lightly.

Zhao Tianyan looked embarrassed. He originally thought that Yuanmeng had a better way to deal with it, but unfortunately...all were destroyed by Liu Guanshi who insisted on cutting Yuanmeng.

Zhao Xianyou shook his head and stood up, with a celestial spirit and deep eyes, as if he had seen through the fairy mist of Feihu Mountain and landed on the Academy of Arts under the rain.

I saw the Basho being beaten by the rain, and I saw the lonely old man who raised his arms but no one responded.

"When you raise your arms and no one responds, you respond to yourself."

"Atonement?"

"It's just a good time to take a look at the depth of the Yuanmeng Emperor who refined the power of the nine dragon veins of the Middle Earth."

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