Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 417: In the era of Da'an, the mind is in turmoil and three flowers merge into one
On the top of the seventh mountain, Sitting peacefully and quietly.

The white clothes are like snow, and the sword energy is like frost.

He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, his whole body like a sword pierced in a stone, with irrepressible sword energy constantly raging out from it.

Powerful spiritual power surged up, and three spiritual flowers bloomed all over the body.

The crystals of spiritual power that he transported into the human world were scattered to the human world one after another. The majestic energy contained in the death of those half-step extreme experts was also instilled into the human world by him.

It has brought tremendous changes to the world.

Practitioners in the human world have very keen perceptions, because they have been practicing in a world lacking spiritual energy for a long time, and they suddenly felt the influx of majestic energy, and naturally noticed this change.

Spiritual energy, spiritual power, and various attribute powers that permeate the heaven and earth, as well as the origin of the avenue, etc...

Every powerful person has successfully cultivated various energies and integrated them into one body. After death, these energies are scattered to the human world and will be turned into pure energy to be absorbed and extracted.

Of course, the spiritual will that should belong to these strong men has been dealt with by Anle.

The rest is pure energy and will not affect the will of human practitioners.

Second Holy Mountain.

Su Zhanxian carried a hoe, wore a bamboo hat and bamboo sticks and mango shoes, and returned to the top of the mountain. He stood on the top of the mountain, feeling the mountain wind that was constantly blowing by, and feeling the majestic energy floating in the mountain wind... …

He slowly opened his eyes and was filled with emotions.

"Junior brother...is making a big deal again."

This energy is much more majestic than the energy extracted and transported by killing the Three Talisman Immortal King before...

What a powerful existence has died?

Su Zhanxian couldn't even imagine it.

However, Su Zhanxian knew that Anle could convey the energy of the fall of such a powerful being to the human world, which meant he had high hopes for the human world and hoped that the human world would be his help.

"Junior brother...has endured too much."

Su Zhanxian sighed lightly and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

In this case, he can no longer stand still. Anle has created such excellent conditions for them, how can he stop moving forward?

boom! ! !
The majestic original energy was drawn from the heaven and earth and poured into his body.

Cultivation began to hit a higher realm.

Not just the second mountain.

On the sixth mountain, the master of the sixth mountain, carrying the pine sword box on his back, looked at the colorful halo between the sky and the earth with a dull face, looking at the endless influx of majestic energy.

There was not much joy on his face, but more of a fighting spirit.

He knew that Anle needed help, and he...had to grow up.

buzzing...

In the sword box, countless sword intentions surged.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain crossed his arms and slowly closed his eyes in the pavilion halfway up the mountain surrounded by clouds and rain.

The fifth mountain master Gu Haitang, the fourth mountain master Li Xuanji, the third mountain master Wen Lushang and other sacred mountain masters are all able to sense the changes in energy between heaven and earth, and they all understand the painstaking efforts of their junior brothers.

Those who can become the master of the Holy Mountain are all people whose talents and talents are among the best in the world.

But being favored by the Holy Master is naturally good.

They all sit cross-legged, their minds floating, feeling the energy changes between heaven and earth, absorbing spiritual energy and drawing the source to bless their bodies and improve their cultivation.

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Jianchi Palace.

Jianchi Lake is sparkling.

By the lake, the Sword Bell sat quietly. The wind blew by, and a dull sound came from the Sword Bell. There were vague sword intent spreading from the Sword Bell, filling the entire Jianchi Palace, and filling the entire palace. Jinguan City.

The lake is divided into two from the inside, and the lake water is flowing.

A graceful figure walked out of it. There was a sword palace suspended in the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, and countless brilliant sword lights burst out with thousands of brilliance.

It was Su Muzhe, the master of Jianchi Palace.

She closed her eyes and felt the extremely rich spiritual energy and original breath between heaven and earth.

She knew that this was not the restoration of the depleted practice in the human world, but Anle's handiwork. Anle must have been the origin of the powerful man who had been killed and was transported to the human world, allowing the energy of the human world to be briefly restored.

Achieve fantastic spiritual recovery.

"In this world... we can't live up to An Le."

Su Muzhe sighed lightly.

She had never thought that the young man Zhao Huangting once liked would have reached such a height and become such a terrifying existence without knowing it.

Holding up the sky of the world with one hand, it even overshadows the original grace of the world.

However, she also knew what Anle wanted.

"To defeat the heavens and the underworld... you need a strong man in the human world to help you and follow you to the three realms."

Su Muzhe's eyes were shining brightly, with the light of his sword rising and falling.

She felt the spirit of Zhao Huangting in the current Anle.

The desire and determination to cross the Canglang River in the Northern Expedition, regain the lost territory, and reunite the Zhao family.

However, Anle's determination is stronger than that of Zhao Huangting.

And the human world...it's time to neither destroy nor establish.

Su Muzhe's mind fluctuated, and he spoke softly, and his voice immediately spread throughout the Jianchi Palace.

"All the disciples of Jianchi Palace obey the order... come to the Sword Pond Lakeside quickly and listen to the sword by the lakeside!"

This is the voice of Su Muzhe, the master of Jianchi Palace.

Now it is a peerless existence in the nine-turn-eleven realm!

The sound of breaking the sky resounded.

The powerful men in Jianchi Palace rushed out from their respective retreats.

Countless sword lights floated up and down, and above each sword light, there were disciples stepping on flying swords.

Jianchi Palace... was the first force to support Anle.

As Anle unified the world and the mountains and rivers were restored, the disciples of Jianchi Palace returned to Jianchi Palace one after another to practice swordsmanship.

But now, Anle needs them again, so they will naturally contribute again!

The breeze rises by the lake.

The sword roared into the sky.

Su Muzhe stood by the lake, the sword palace opened, and countless sword energies appeared.

Wang Yansheng and the old sword master Pei Min also appeared. Their cultivation levels were even higher than that of Su Muzhe, so they were naturally more aware of the hope of peace and happiness.

As the seniors of Jianchi Palace, they also participated in this sword-listening conference. '

Beside the Sword Pool Palace, the light of the sword shone for nine days. Countless disciples stepped on the sword and sat down to listen.

Listen to the sword and learn the sword.

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Xiliang City.

Inside the academy.

Wang Banshan and Zhu Huoxi looked at the sky and could see the changes in the sky. They rubbed their beards and sighed.

"The pressure that the young master is under is unimaginable... He has shouldered the current dilapidated world alone and unified it, but he is facing greater challenges..."

"It was the Young Master who saved Confucianism and Taoism in the world, popularized education, and saved literature and music in the world."

"The Academy has been greatly cultivated by the Young Master. We cannot let the Young Master feel cold. If the Young Master is in need, we scholars... can also go to the battlefield!"

Wang Banshan suddenly had awe-inspiring aura surging out of his body.

He has always been aloof.

Zhu Huoxi stroked his beard and smiled: "I missed the opportunity to fight with the young master."

"Now I don't want to miss it anymore. The young master is fighting for the sake of the world, and it is what we, the scholars, want in our hearts."

"Reading, killing people, and seeking the truth for a long time are the romance of scholars."

Zhu Huoxi laughed brightly, his body surged wildly, his Confucian shirt flying.

At this moment, the two masters ascended to the sky, bathed in spiritual energy and irrigated their bodies, and their cultivation levels climbed steadily, straight into the sky.

Inside the academy, there are green mountains, green waters, and rippling blue waves.

The scholars, either holding books or looking up at the sky, their eyes sparkling, followed the master's will, recited the sages' books orally, and performed sages' deeds.

Each of the academy disciples had a mighty surge in their bodies, and they gathered into a mighty long river in the sky above the academy.

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Dali city.

On the stage of picking stars.

Lu Yishan was sitting in a wheelchair, his body was majestic and majestic, and his eyes were as steely as a sword.

On the white jade star-catching platform, military commanders fell one after another.

Ye Longsheng, Di Zang, Zhong Shiji, Li Youan and other peerless military generals in the world gathered again, as well as the former Yuanmeng Zuo Xiang Boyan and others.

They are now the generals of Da'an.

"The young master has returned to the human world, and now he has brought even more majestic energy, allowing the world to regain spiritual energy again. However, such majestic energy means a great threat to the human world."

“How many gains there are, how many difficulties we will face.”

"Reaps and efforts are equal. Young Master once said that he will lead the cavalry of Da'an in the world to reach the sky and compete with the top forces. Young Master's goal is not only to unify the human world."

"What he wants is to unify the three realms and become the true emperor of the three realms!"

Lu Yishan glanced at everyone.

"As the prince's ministers, what should we do?"

"You should do your best to kill the enemy for the young master!"

"But our current cultivation level is far from enough. Young Master needs a cavalry that is strong enough to conquer the three realms, but we... are not qualified!"

"Young Master has brought you tremendous resources and energy for us. We...can't live up to your hard work."

"Work hard to improve your cultivation, become the sharpest sword in the hands of the master, and conquer the heaven and the underworld!"

Lu Yishan's words resounded throughout the White Jade Star-catching Stage.

The blood of Ye Longsheng, Di Zang, Zhong Shiji and other generals were boiling, their hearts were surging, their eyes were filled with brilliance and their fighting spirit was high.

God and the Netherworld insult the human world, create a place for immortality in the human world, and regard the human world as their own. This is so condescending and unreasonable.

Faced with such aggression, the only way to fight back is with fists!
Anle is different from the emperor of the Zhao family back then.

Facing the rising Emperor Yuanmeng, the Emperor Zhao chose to retreat and retreated to the south of the Canglang River.

The current situation is so similar to that of the past, except that it has been replaced by the heaven, the underworld and the human world.

Anle is no longer the emperor of the Zhao family. He will not retreat, but will only choose bloody battles, and even...will take the initiative!

even if...

There is a huge gap in the overall strength between the human world and the Netherworld.

Just like Yuan Meng and Da Zhao back then, but the choices were completely different!

The blood is burning and the fighting spirit is inspired.

Ye Longsheng held the Liquan gun and said solemnly: "The Ye family army is waiting at any time. If the young master wants to fight, the Ye family army will accompany the young master... fight to the death!"

Di Zang put on a bronze mask, and his burly body was wrapped with blood and energy like a dragon. His aura had broken through the eleventh realm and reached the extreme of the eleventh realm, with a majestic spirit.

"The same is true for our Green Faced Army. Wherever Da'an passes, the Green Faced Army takes the lead!"

The seed master is very chic and elegant, holding a silver spear and wearing a white robe, but his fighting spirit is very boiling.

"There are no cowards in the Zhong family army, even if they are immortals in the sky or underground generals... I, the Zhong family army, will never take a step back."

Li Youan didn't say much.

As the earliest army to support Anle, the Flying Tiger Army is naturally dedicated to expanding its territory for Anle and staining the land of the Emperor and Queen with blood for Daan!
Lu Yishan nodded solemnly.

Then he looked in the direction of the seventh mountain, and could vaguely see a young man sitting upright on the top of the mountain, bathing in the breeze of heaven and earth.

The impact and enlightenment on cultivation is ongoing.

"The formation... rise!"

Lu Yishan suddenly raised his hand.

The formation carved on the white jade star-catching platform was immediately activated, and countless rays of light burst out into the sky.

The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth, spiritual power, the origin of the avenue, etc. are all drawn and attracted.

The old Heavenly Master stood outside the formation, with his hands behind his back, and the purple energy wrapped around his body like a dragon, full of energy.

He looked at Jianchi Palace, at Xiliang Academy, at the holy mountains...

Every top expert in the world entered into a state of crazy cultivation at this moment.

There was a smile on his face.

In his eyes, purple golden lotuses bloomed one after another. The more powerful and majestic Daan's luck became, the more powerful his cultivation became.

"The era of Da'an..." "It's coming."

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The top of the seventh mountain.

Anle has entered the state of cultivation. After returning from the original void and the human world, he has not stopped at all.

Because he knew that time was running out and he could not stop.

Although his current combat power is strong enough, his cultivation level is not enough. Facing the extremely powerful, although he has the power to threaten the extremely powerful...

However, without the help of Third Senior Sister's domain world, he would be a target when facing the most powerful person. He could not keep up with the opponent's speed and could not hit the opponent at all.

Therefore, Anle is very aware of his disadvantages.

This disadvantage gives him a high probability of death when facing an extremely powerful person.

Not to mention conquering heaven and the underworld.

If he truly collides with an extremely powerful person, he will definitely lose more than he wins.

The gap is still huge, and this gap must be correctly understood.

"Today, I still need to improve in many aspects. The first is the condensation of the source talisman... The years and chaos source talisman have been successfully condensed, but it is not enough. The three top sources of cause and effect, reincarnation and immeasurable all need to be condensed."

"However, this is not something that can be accomplished in the short term."

"The condensation and refining of each top-level origin is extremely difficult. Moreover, I have already condensed two top-level origins. If I want to continue to condense them... the resistance will only get bigger and bigger."

Anle knew this very well, so he did not put all his thoughts on the Condensing Source Talisman.

Instead, he focused on the improvement of the physical level.

The condensation of the ninth chapter of the Ancestral Sutra of Humanity, and the refining of the ninth Mountain and River Cauldron...

The success of both of these can help him take a crucial step.

[Aspiration for the Cauldron] The Taoist Fruit of the Years, inspired by peace and happiness every day, constantly refines the eighth Mountain and River Cauldron.

With Anle's current spiritual level, the Eighth Mountain and River's refining speed is getting faster and faster, and it is approaching perfection.

So, it's not a big problem.

However, one day, two days and three days...

Three years passed before I knew it.

Anle thought that the refining would be completed soon, but it seemed to be stuck and became very slow. Every day that passed, it could only improve a little.

This made him feel very anxious.

If he wants to attack the heaven and the underworld, he must first improve his cultivation level.

However, Xiu Wei just seemed to be joking with him.

From the beginning of practice to now, Anle has rarely encountered such a bottleneck, and it has been stuck for three years.

In the small courtyard, Anle practiced the Five Birds every day, but still got nothing. It was difficult to break through the eighth ancestral scripture of humanity and evolve into the ninth ancestral scripture.

The anxious mood affects the entire Seventh Mountain.

The terrifying aura was exuding all the time, making the vegetation around the Seventh Mountain seem to wither and die.

A thousand miles away, it turned into a piece of dry soil.

However, Anle doesn't care about this at all, and is still constantly impacting a higher realm, impacting every moment.

hum ---

Suddenly, one day.

The two treasure trees in the yard shook violently. One was a treasure tree brought back from the Lishan Ancient Tomb, and the other was an old locust tree that had been with Anle since the beginning of his practice. It could be said that it was a witness. Happy growth.

Because when Anle first started practicing, he practiced the Five Birds under the old locust tree.

clap clap clap...

The branches of the old locust tree spread out, close to the five birds' peace and happiness.

The terrifying aura spread, causing the branches of the old locust tree to be instantly covered with cracks. The terrifying power even spread along the branches and intertwined with the roots of the old locust tree, corroding and destroying its foundation!
However, the old locust tree did not give up and kept getting closer.

On the other side, Baoshu was so crazy that he thought the old locust tree was a little crazy and unreasonable.

What kind of state is Anle in now? This means that he has not completely lost his mind. Otherwise, if his breath is completely released, their two trees may be annihilated and destroyed in an instant.

Even if they now have the eleventh level of cultivation, the result is the same.

However, the old locust tree kept getting closer to Anle, as if to appease Anle.

Such an act of seeking death is simply unreasonable. It...

I can only follow along!

Who calls the old locust tree its brother?
It is almost cultivated together, and trees have feelings too!

The branches of the treasure tree spread and entangled the branches of the almost dilapidated old locust tree, making it hold on and slowly get closer to Anle.

The bare branches, whose green leaves had already withered, gently touched Anle's cheek.

Although it was a bit stiff, at the moment of caressing and touching, Anle's violent aura paused, and the violent storm suddenly stopped.

Click, click, click...

The treasure tree let out a miserable howl, and the power of time and chaos released by An Le flowed directly into the foundation of the treasure tree. The treasure tree was bleeding, and blood continued to flow from the trunk.

The old locust tree was even more miserable, with thick cracks appearing and threatening to burst into pieces.

Maybe it's the howl of the treasure tree, maybe it's the touch of the old locust tree.

Anle's eyes gradually became clear.

A little bit of starlight seemed to gather in Anle's eyes.

A slight sigh resounded from Anle's mouth.

"My heart...is messed up."

An Le said softly.

Accompanied by a sword chant.

The bamboo sword Qingshan suddenly shot out from his waist, spread into the sky, and finally returned and inserted into the trunk of the old locust tree that was on the verge of breaking.

The power of Bamboo Sword Qingshan, the human ancestral sword, surged and spread directly, causing the trunk of the old locust tree that was on the verge of being broken to completely recover.

And the other side.

The treasure tree swayed with its bleeding branches, shouting: "There is still me, there is still me."

Anle glanced at him and became happy.

But his face was full of tenderness.

With a flick of his finger, the sword Mochi, which had been following him for a long time, roared out and plunged into the trunk of the treasure tree.

"Oh~~~"

Baoshu felt so comfortable being penetrated.

And the broken parts of its trunk were completely healed.

"The level of Mochi is no longer low. Now it has reached the level of a second-level holy weapon. Your mind can take over Mochi and become the Sword Spirit of Mochi."

Anle said softly to Baoshu.

Mo Chi does not have a sword spirit, or the swords that follow him have no sword spirits, except for the Ancestral Sword of Heaven.

The spiritual wisdom born from the old locust tree doesn't speak much, but is very loyal to Anle. It can't even be said to be loyalty, but a kind of...kindness.

Because it is watching Anle grow up.

And the connection between the old locust trees and the bamboo sword green mountains is also very close.

Therefore, Anle allowed the soul of the old locust tree to take over the Bamboo Sword Qingshan and become the sword spirit of the ancestral sword in the world...

Let this sword, which has lost its sword spirit and fallen to the status of a semi-ancestral weapon, be able to achieve a jump in rank and return to the ranks of the ancestral weapons.

Rumble!
The old locust tree also realized this, its branches swayed, and new buds suddenly sprouted on the bare branches. After a while, under the influence of the power of time, they became lush and leafy.

The soul of the old locust tree is also integrated into the bamboo sword green mountain.

The ancestral sword on earth exuded a rich sword light. Anle looked at Qingshan, the bamboo sword, and raised his hand to hold it gently.

boom! ! !
Anle immediately felt the difference in Zhujian Qingshan, which was a rising level.

The green mountain space seems to have a special fusion with the spiritual power of the old locust tree, and is undergoing an indescribable transformation. When this transformation is completed, the human ancestral sword... may truly return.

hum-

The sword chant resounded, and a sword light fell down. It was the Ancestral Sword of Heaven.

The space breaks open and emerges.

The sword of the Heavenly Ancestral Sword suddenly appeared, and he looked at the Human Ancestral Sword in surprise.

"Huh? You actually gave the Human Ancestral Sword a touch of will... However, the Human Ancestral Sword is too powerful. I don't know if this spiritual intelligence can be successfully integrated."

"The sword spirit of the Ancestral Sword is not so easy to fuse."

God Ancestral Sword said with a smile.

Anle nodded, dressed elegantly in white, looking at the human ancestral sword stuck in the old locust tree, and said with a smile: "Try it, you can't go wrong."

"What if it succeeds? This is its chance."

Heavenly Ancestral Sword glanced at Anle: "You seem to have undergone quite a change..."

"A change in mentality."

"You're not in a hurry."

Cang Zujian said in surprise.

Anle looked up at the sky. In the blue sky, there were a few white clouds slowly floating slowly. The bright sunshine reflected the blue sky and white clouds, filling the whole world.

He laughed: "Yeah, don't worry."

"The devil has been dazed for a while, and now he understands that a peaceful mind is the key to practice. Just like the passage of time, like gurgling water, don't be hasty, don't be slow, what should come... will eventually come."

"Looking at the years with your heart, you will finally see the truth."

An Le said softly.

Three spiritual flowers floated up.

Blooming with ultimate light.

Anle raised his hand with a smile, and the three flowers of the soul gathered in his palm. Slowly, there were signs of fusion and unity.

Three flowers in one...

It is the next level of the soul.

Although, Anle has not yet completely completed the integration.

but……

But this step has already been taken.

After being in a state of confusion, gaining clarity and understanding, it is like clearing away the fog and seeing the light.

Rumble!
Anle's body roared.

He has been stuck for three years, but he still cannot complete the [Aspiration for the Trial] Time Dao Fruit that completely refined the eighth Mountain and River Cauldron, and the light shines brightly.

The last progress bar seemed to have completely finished at this moment.

The eighth mountain and river tripod...

Complete refining!

An Le was startled, then smiled brightly and happily.

He took a step.

The figure disappeared instantly.

reappeared.

Already at the Sixth Holy Mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, clouds and rain were swaying, and the sword energy was intertwined, like a dream.

In the leisure pavilion in the middle of the mountain.

The Sixth Mountain Lord is attacking the Twelve Realms.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Then he saw An Le, who was dressed in white as snow, and was slightly startled.

Anle smiled gently at the Sixth Mountain Master, like a piece of jade washed with green, extremely gentle.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain felt the changes in Anle, but he couldn't explain the reason.

But at this moment, it seemed as if a sword light flashed through his mind. It was a sword light that transcended the world of mortals.

At this moment, his Red Dust Sword Intent took a crucial step.

boom! ! !
The Sixth Mountain Master laughed.

In the sword box, countless sword lights roared into the sky, and three thousand mortal swords struck at the soul!
The sixth mountain master's spiritual flower bloomed twice, and today he entered the twelve realms and became a saint!
And Anle smiled happily.

A flick of the finger.

Within the belly of the Sixth Mountain.

The ninth mountain and river tripod...

Born slowly.

(End of this chapter)