Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 32 The dragon fights in the wild, strong and fearless, self-feeding Dao fruit
Back to An Le in the courtyard, naturally he didn't know that there was an old man holding a bamboo stick in the street, and he didn't know that the old man was concerned about his safety and life and death.

In the courtyard, Hu Jingang's body fell quietly to the ground, dripping with blood.

An Le looked at it for a while, her expression remained unchanged, and her heart also changed from the ups and downs at the beginning of the murder to the calmness of water now.

He doesn't regret killing people. Since he came to this world and set foot in practice, just like Catcher Huang told him, he has to learn how to kill. If you don't kill people, you will be killed.

The practice world can actually be regarded as a different kind of rivers and lakes. Practitioners big and small are like beads, and all kinds of grievances and hatreds are like curtains. When the wind blows, this rivers and lakes will undulate like pearl curtains. Zhuzhu wants to be quiet but cannot be quiet.

Sitting on the chair, there is still half a jug of old rice wine on the table, only a few chopsticks of pork head meat, An Le took out new chopsticks, the candle table was placed on the table, and the dim light illuminated the dark courtyard.

The clear night is dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver.

When the wine is poured, it must be full of ten.

Anle looks at the spring night, stars, candles, old locust trees and headless corpses in the courtyard, eating wine and meat.

Tonight, the old man of Taimiao probably won't be here tonight, but as the other party, he promises that his sword will definitely not go unnoticed.

An Le was not in a hurry, after eating the wine and meat, he tidied up and went back to the house with the candle table in hand.

Go to bed cross-legged, first look back at the battle with Hu Jingang tonight.

Although this battle was a one-sided situation, it was the first time that An Le collided with a practitioner alone. After several replays, An Le changed his mind and changed himself to Hu Jingang's position, how to deal with it.

It's quite interesting to replay it like this.

[Fearlessness (Dao Fruit): The dragon fights in the wild, wins, weak and fearless, Dao Fruit feeds itself]

A line of light suddenly appeared in front of the screen.

Afterwards, there seemed to be a burst of fresh air spreading, and the dragon and snake swam away, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and from the palms to the heart veins.

An Le realized that her qi and blood had grown a little, and it seemed to penetrate into the bones vaguely, which was a sign of casting spirit bones.

The mind that has just entered the fetal breath is also stable and indestructible!

After a little bit of astonishment, An Le realized that the effect of the Dao fruit of fearlessness can cut through catastrophes, strengthen fearlessness, and feed back his cultivation. This time, King Kong Hu is considered a minor disaster, so he is weak and fearless.
This micro... is very subtle, the blood that is already perfect is pushed a little, it is a step closer to casting spirit bones, and the mind is also a bit more condensed, it is really weak, it is worth ten times when he has practiced the five animals, Not too bad.

An Le smiled, today's battle made him feel ups and downs, making it difficult to calm down.

Instead of continuing to practice the five birds, I started to visualize "Sword Waterfall Picture", and cooperated with the Dao fruit of transforming into a "natural swordsman" to refresh my mind.

On the candle table, the flame jumps, reflecting the surge of light and darkness in the house.

The night is still young.

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The chariot returned to the secluded mansion in the quiet street.

The burly coachman took off his bamboo hat and got off the shaft. His legs were a little weak, and he almost couldn't stand still. The threat of the sword intent made him so afraid.

However, he calmed down his panic, and walked towards the courtyard where the winding corridors and flowing water flowed.

The sky is full of stars, and the silver moon is like a disk.

In the courtyard, it was cold, a figure in a Confucian shirt, sitting in the center of the courtyard, bathed in the moonlight and starlight, the water in the pond was cut open, one handle after another was suspended in the water of the pond, and strands of sword energy intertwined Vertically and horizontally, it is like a dragon drawing water, pouring water from the top of its own shadow and washing it.

He wanted to wash away the hazy sword intent that reflected his Dao heart.

With a crisp ding sound, the small swords floating above the pond were bounced off by a mysterious force one after another, and puddles of water exploded on the surface of the pond.

Ripples flooded and gradually subsided.

Luo Qingchen opened his eyes profusely with sweat, the pain in his eyes flashed away, then he got up and walked in the pavilion, wiping off the sweat.

"Finished?"

Luo Qingchen said lightly.

The coachman lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, not knowing what to say.

"Failed?" Luo Qingchen raised his eyebrows, seeing the coachman's appearance, he knew it must have failed.

"Isn't this Hu Jingang full of energy and blood? In addition to being perverse and fierce, he is decisive in killing, how can he not even kill a young man who has just entered the practice?"

Luo Qingchen was sitting on a round chair carved out of Kunshi in the leisure pavilion, the table was also carved and polished from Kunshi, and there was a tea tray on it, and the charcoal stove was boiling water beside it, whimpering.

He made a cup of black tea unhurriedly, picked it up, blew away the hot air from the surface of the cup, and was about to send it to his mouth.

"Sir, that young man... the god of refinement has entered the womb's breath, and his qi and blood are fully developed. Hu Jingang is no match."

The coachman said in a low voice.

The cup of tea that Luo Qingchen hadn't tasted froze immediately.

He turned his head, frowned, stared at the coachman, and raised his voice slightly: "The spirit of refining has entered the womb? The blood has also reached perfection?"

"You're right?"

The coachman clasped his fists and bowed: "The young man cut off King Kong's head and threw it at me. Then he swung his knife at me. His energy and blood showed, and he was indeed consummated. As for his mind... I feel oppressed, so I can be sure that it is Fetal breath."

Luo Qingchen put down the teacup and narrowed his eyes.

"A talent for refining magic? No wonder Mrs. Hua was provoked to protect her way... This speed of refining gods is indeed extraordinary."

"However, it is also possible that Mrs. Hua gave him the magic weapon for refining the gods. This young man is a candidate to participate in the Spring Festival in Lai'an, right? It seems that Mrs. Hua wants to break the situation with this young man, so that the boy can be listed as a scholar in the Spring Palace. Participate in the pre-temple test, with a slim hope to win the storm."

Luo Qingchen smiled and speculated.

It is only worthy of practicing enlightenment, how can it be possible to enter meditation and re-breathing in a short period of time, there must be external help.

Three days of fetal rest... Even Luo Qingchen is far behind.

An Le was favored by Mrs. Hua, Luo Qingchen naturally thought that it was Mrs. Hua who helped An Le.

"Keep staring at him. I can't move him for the time being. This time by coincidence, Hu Jingang failed to kill him. It will be difficult to find such a good opportunity next time."

"However, it's not a big problem. Using external force to reinvigorate the fetus and encourage it to grow will damage the foundation of cultivation. This young man has certainly ruined his cultivation prospects."

Luo Qingchen said indifferently.

The coachman glanced at Luo Qingchen, but remained silent.

When the young man threw Hu Jingang's head, his self-confidence, arrogance, and wanton flying... It didn't look like he had lost his future.

"But you really have to pay attention to this young man. Hua Jiebing has worked so hard to promote this son. Maybe it is a fluke that he will try in front of the palace. I have to go to the Qin Xiangfu and mention it to Young Master Qin. I can benefit from the young man's fame. To start with the first step, cut off his ambition to be listed as a Jinshi, and let the Lin family die, presumably Young Master Qin is very willing."

"This year's Chunwei, all the geniuses trained by various forces were pushed out to participate. It is another level of competition. It is extremely difficult to be listed as a top scholar, but the young man is related to the Lin family. It will never be wrong to plan ahead."

Luo Qingchen thought for a while and said.

The coachman nodded, the gentleman is still very cautious.

Even though he also felt that a young man who had just entered meditation and was breathing again would be too much of a monster if he had no external help. This young man has only just enlightened, so he can't be more of a monster than Mr.

As for whether the boy is a monster or not.

He's just a coachman, don't worry about it.

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Lin'an, Ye Mansion.

A feast is in full swing, the lights are bright, the cups are interlaced, the wine and dishes are delicious, and the fragrance is overflowing.

It's just that, on the banquet seats, there are only women's family members sitting upright, but there is not a single man.

The leader is a graceful and luxurious woman who is also dressed in luxurious clothes. Her smile is very peaceful, as if she can melt the iceberg in the cold winter.

On the side of the woman is Mrs. Hua with a beautiful face.

Mrs. Hua chatted happily with the noble woman, suddenly, Mrs. Hua's eyebrows moved, she seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and looked towards the direction of Taimiao Lane.

Since she said that she wanted to light green lights on the road of An Le's practice and protect her way, she naturally left some means, and if An Le encountered a crisis, she would be able to perceive it.

And this perception comes and goes quickly, which shows that An Le may have encountered a battle, but the battle is not fought by a strong person who is too much beyond the realm, so she does not need her help.

To protect the way is to protect the way, not all tribulations have to be settled, most of the tribulations have to be overcome by the young people themselves, and only then can they grow.

After regaining her senses, Mrs. Hua picked up the wine cup and drank a cup with the luxurious woman.

"Sister Xie Bing, I know your purpose for coming to find me. I will naturally help you with this task. However, my sister can only help you to a limited extent. During the test in front of the palace, I can use the name of the imperial order to accompany you to the Tianxuan Palace to have a look. If you want to regain Dalang's calmness, you won't be able to help much."

The graceful and smiling woman said softly.

Mrs. Hua's eyes fluttered when she heard this, she knew that this was already the biggest promise a woman could make.

Mrs. Ye knew her purpose of entering Taixuan Palace, but she still made a promise.

"Sister Xie Bing, in fact, if you want to get Dalang back to settle the storm, you should look for a hero who can be ranked among the top scholars in the Chunwei, and do your best to win in the imperial examination and win the reward." Graceful Ye Madam said doubtfully.

Mrs. Hua shook her head and sighed: "Sister, do you think my Lin family can find such a favored son to help? Those heroes already have subordinates behind them. If my Lin family asks for help, they will definitely be subject to the help of others." Fang forces..."

"Therefore, Xie Bing is unwilling to rely on any hero."

Mrs. Hua said it calmly, and Mrs. Ye nodded, expressing her understanding: "Then sister Xie Bing never thought about using the power of the Lin family to cultivate a talented person who can be ranked in the top list?"

"Sister, I was joking. Although the Lin family is a family of martial arts, its background is far from that of the Academy of Arts and the Temple of Martial Arts. Besides, to be listed on the top list, it needs to be able to win the first place in the imperial examination. Both are indispensable, how can the Lin family easily cultivate such a handsome talent?"

Madam Hua smiled wryly.

For some reason, as soon as she finished her words, a figure of a young man suddenly flashed in her mind.

(End of this chapter)