Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 41 Opening the Mountain, Guarding the Mountain, the Neglected Youth in the Sunshine
For most practitioners in Lin'an Mansion, it is definitely a big event for the Lord of the Sixth Mountain to open the mountain and choose a guardian. It's like having hope.

The spring cold brought by the spring rain permeates the foot of the mountain. There are many vegetation in the mountain, and the chill is even worse. But at the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere is full of heat. The practitioners are surging with energy and blood, like an oven rising, dispelling the cold spring.

Luxurious chariots, one after another, were parked on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. The drivers wore hats and coir raincoats, and sat neatly on the shafts of the chariots, not daring to look around indiscriminately.

On the mountain road, there are some practitioners with their minds overflowing, using body skills in the spring rain, sprinting quickly, splashing mud and spring water, rushing towards them.

Although it can't be called a battle of hundreds of boats, it can also be called lively.

These cultivators have different backgrounds, some are disciples of the sects around Lin'an Mansion, some are chivalrous practitioners who practice righteousness, and some are children of aristocratic families who are gifted in Lin'an Mansion.

For example, the sons and daughters of martial arts families such as Ye Fu, Lin Fu, and Zhong Fu, as well as the prime ministers, ministers, Dukes and other high-ranking and dignified families, all came here despite the rain.

If he could win the favor of the Sixth Mountain Master and enter the Holy Mountain, he would reach the sky in one step, and even his family would benefit a lot. If he could be involved with the Holy Mountain, his status in the entire Great Zhao would rise.

This is the influence of the Holy Mountain.

Even the royal family of Da Zhao also chose to send their children here, even if they were the children of the royal family of Da Zhao, some of them hoped to enter the holy mountain, even if it was just to become the lord of the mountain and the guardian of the mountain.

Of course, even if you haven't entered yet, it's great to come to watch such a big event as the Mountain Lord's founding.

under the foothills.

The extremely luxurious chariots are gathered together, the roofs of the carriages are overhanging, at the foot of the misty and rainy mountain, like a blooming winter jasmine.

An extremely luxurious chariot is parked next to a peach tree, and the peach petals that have been knocked down by the spring rain stick to the roof of the carriage, adding a touch of poetry.

Inside the carriage, a charcoal stove was burning hot water, and the top-quality West Lake Dragon Well Tea was placed on the table. Young Master Qin was sitting in it, dressed in a splendid Chinese attire, and facing Luo Qingchen, who had changed into a Confucian shirt.

"I never thought that Mr. Luo was actually planning to become the lord of the mountain and the guardian of the mountain. I thought that Mr. Luo would still insist on it until he saw the holy master."

Young master Qin made a cup of hot Longjing for Luo Qingchen himself, and the green tea leaves floated up and down in the blue and white tea cup.

Luo Qingchen looked at the tea leaves for a long time, and smiled lightly: "You can still have the opportunity to meet the holy master if you become a mountain guardian, as long as you meet the three conditions set by the first mountain master, there will be no conflict."

"It's just that I lost the chance to become the owner of the mountain."

"That's true. There is indeed a record in history that the mountain guards met the holy master. Mr. Luo is so brave. Qin used tea instead of wine. I hope Mr. Luo can fulfill his wish and ascend to the top."

Qin Shaogong clapped his hands and smiled, raised the teacup himself, and took a sip.

As Luo Qingchen's staff member, if he can really become a mountain guard, it will be of great benefit to Qin Xiangfu.

Originally, Luo Qingchen was dissatisfied with Luo Qingchen's Dao heart being clouded again because of Hua Jiebing's sword intent, but now, Luo Qingchen is willing to let go of his figure and defend his identity as a mountain person, Qin Qianqiu's attitude is naturally more enthusiastic.

"Among the many cultivators who came to the Sixth Mountain this time, Mr. Luo's cultivation level can be called the leader. The Ye family, Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping also came. Although these two people's cultivation bases are not as good as Mr. Luo's, they are very talented. , so it is impossible to rush to guard the mountain people, and it is probably to watch the excitement."

"Mr. Luo has only two people to worry about at the level of cultivation."

Qin Qianqiu drank tea, looked at Luo Qingchen who was lightly stroking a dagger and said.

Luo Qingchen raised his eyes slightly, and Qin Qianqiu went on talking to himself: "There is only one member of the Chong family, the Chong Shun Dynasty, although the mind has not passed the fifth level, but the physical training has passed the fifth level, and the bow skill of one hand is superb, and he can be ranked No. [-] in the martial arts temple list ten."

The corner of Luo Qingchen's lips twitched, not paying attention.

Qin Qianqiu lightly tapped his finger on the table: "Second place, Ye Family and Ye Chong, his cultivation level is almost the same as that of Wang Shun Dynasty, and he is also ranked ninth in the list of fierce generals in the Martial Temple."

"The Zhong family and the Ye family were also worried about the situation of the Lin family, so they came up with a mountain guard to cover the situation."

Qin Qianqiu laughed softly: "The Lin family is in decline now. When it comes to talent, the only one who can compete is the maid holding a fire stick. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"So, Mr. Luo has a great chance."

Qin Qianqiu's eyes were shining, and he had great hopes for Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen drinks tea with a light smile.

Suddenly, the two turned their heads and looked out the window.

"Open the mountain!"

There is a plain voice, resounding from the towering green hills, like electricity flowing behind the clouds.

Lei sent the lingering sound to listen to the curl, and the wind whispered softly!

The entire foot of the mountain seems to have a sword spirit rising from the ground!
The misty rain covering the mountains and the dusk clouds covering the sky were cut open from the middle by a line and turned into curtains, which were gently lifted to the sides by hands.

The bright sunshine shines on the gorgeous spring raindrops, sprinkled on the foot of the mountain, forming a sunny avenue with new grass and tender flowers, and full of petals and peach blossoms. The golden light diffuses straight into the distant mountain road, and a A galloping luxury chariot.

Many practitioners at the foot of the mountain, bathed in the spring rain, stared at the luxurious chariot in the distance in an uproar.

"Lin's car!"

Someone recognized this carriage, and all the carriages in the noble mansions have corresponding signs.

The owner of the mountain opened the mountain, tearing up the mist and rain, and the avenue of sunshine sprinkled from the nine heavens, but it was paved directly on the road where the chariot came...

Coincidence?
Many people can't help but daydream.

Young Master Qin's expression turned cold when he saw the chariot of the Lin family.

"Unless the amazingly talented son-in-law of the Lin family's son-in-law of Yuanmeng returns from the Yuanmeng Empire, there will be no one in the Lin family who can compete for the position of the guardian of the mountain. Therefore, the golden light paving the way is just a coincidence. Walk on the road to the mountain."

Qin Qianqiu said coldly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the chariot, frowning slightly.

But I saw that the chariot was always shining in the sun, facing the golden-plated young grass and tender flowers and the peach petals that had crushed the red dust on the road, and walked slowly to the foot of the mountain.

Under Zhuo Zhuo's gaze, the curtain was lifted.

Lin Zhuifeng walked out with a fire stick pinned to his waist, and jumped down.

Countless eyes naturally fell on him, and most of the nobles recognized Lin Fu and Lin Zhuifeng, and many of them couldn't help but exhale.

Qin Qianqiu also sneered, and drank the warm West Lake Longjing, not paying attention.

Then, in the chariot, someone got off again.

Lin Qingyin was gentle and quiet, she lifted her skirt and got out of the car slowly, her picturesque eyebrows attracted many young practitioners' attention.

Finally, a young man in white in the carriage got out of the carriage slowly, with a tattered bamboo sword pinned to his waist.

The young man is very handsome, but at this moment, everyone doesn't recognize him at all, so no one cares, and they all look away.

But one person is different.

In the chariot of the Qin family.

Luo Qingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a deep look at the young man's figure, then his eyelids drooped slightly, and he withdrew his gaze.

"It's just a weak person who exercises his body to open up his qi and blood, and his mind is still breathing. He also wants to enter the holy mountain. If I climb the mountain, he will be crushed to pieces."

Luo Qingchen murmured softly.

He looked down at his hand holding the cup of tea.

For some reason, the green tea in the cup trembled and rippled.

……

……

An Le got out of the carriage, and stood beside Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin silently.

The bright sunlight tore through the clouds and misty rain just happened to fall on his face, causing him to squint slightly.

Looking around, so many practitioners made him feel relieved and happy.

In his eyes, every cultivator has the spirit of time swaying and lingering like seaweed, as if waving at him.

The words of the mountain lord who opened the mountain are like the sound of thunder lingering in the foothills.

The Sunshine Avenue is like a passage leading to the towering green mountains. Many practitioners are full of emotions, but they dare not take the first step.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain seemed somewhat peaceful and strange.

The sound of spring rain is like quicksand in an hourglass.

After a long time, someone moved.

A gust of scorching blood hovered like a dragon, rushing away from the spring rain at the foot of the mountain. A young man in armor, with a big black iron bow on his back, stepped on the spring rain step by step to break through the rain curtain and set foot on the Sunshine Avenue.

Along the Golden Avenue, walk to the foot of the mountain, where the clouds and mist curl up.

The young man raised his head, cupped his fists and bowed, opened his mouth to speak, and his voice sounded like an ancient bell ringing, echoing among the mountains.

"The family who planted the Shun Dynasty wished to be the guardian of the mountain."

The majestic qi and blood were like a flood dragon that melted into the ground, overwhelming the wind and rain in the mountains in an instant.

Many practitioners who came to the foot of the mountain looked up, some were shocked, some stared, and some were helpless.

An Le's eyes sparkled, this kind of vigor is indeed frightening, but it's a pity that the opportunity to absorb the energy of time has been used up today, otherwise he will definitely be sucked.

After Zhong Shun's reign, the peace seemed to be broken, and another person stepped out, also wearing armor, with a cloak flying behind him, holding a chiseled golden tiger head gun at a slant, stepped on it with one step, and flew out horizontally, with blood like a spear Ling Kong actually suppressed the coercion of the Zhong Shun Dynasty, and stood on the Sunshine Avenue at the foot of the mountain with the Zhong Shun Dynasty.

"Ye Family Ye Chong, willing to be the guardian of the mountain."

The same sound, overshadowed by the spring breeze and drizzle, echoes endlessly like a tiger roaring in an empty valley.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the two of them made countless practitioners feel as if they had two mountains in their hearts, and they wanted to compete for the position of guardian of the mountain, but they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

These are two strong men who are on the list of fierce generals in the martial arts temple, showing their sharpness!

In the chariot of the Qin family.

Luo Qingchen didn't continue to sit upright, the tea in the cup was warm.

He lifted the curtain and stepped out with a single step. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, and a sword with silver light lingered around his body, carrying his body, floating from the foot of the mountain.

The majestic mind is like a sudden storm, which actually overwhelms the qi and blood madness of the strong man on the list.

Luo Qingchen was surrounded by sword light, raised his head to look at the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, cupped his fists and bowed, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Qingchen of Qingzhou, willing to be the guardian of the mountain."

(End of this chapter)