Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 43 A young man with lofty ambitions, Mrs. Hua's sword spirit blooms and asks for divine orders

A sword light rises from the ground, just like a roc soaring upwards, swinging away the spring rain and evening clouds, and in the sunlight pouring down afterwards, it is like a lightning bolt.

Incomparably bright, incomparably eye-catching, the gorgeous sword energy is gradually charming the eyes.

Under the foot of the mountain, countless people looked at the sword light soaring into the sky in surprise, and their hearts rang like a bell.

The young man held the sword, although he did not control the sword to soar to the sky like a peerless sword fairy, but when he held the black green edge, the sword energy was released, like a shooting star tearing apart the night sky, carrying the young man, swaying past the mans tail, straight into the sky, Also don't have an eye-catching temperament.

"Who is that?"

Someone opened his mouth in shock, and doubts filled his heart like a waterfall.

Most of the practitioners do not know this young man who came with the chariot of the Lin family.

A young man pretending to be a swordsman with an insignificant level of cultivation, wearing a tattered bamboo sword, was not valued by anyone at all before, and he just came to see the world with the chariot of the Lin family.

The one who is really famous in Lin's residence must be Lin Zhuifeng, but the sword did not carry Lin Zhuifeng, but a little-known young man.

When An Le was engulfed by the sword and soared upwards.

Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin were also extremely shocked. The two girls raised their heads, their black hair fluttering in the hurricane blown by the sword, and their eyes were full of disbelief and... brilliance.

Seeing the young man's sword soaring to the sky, they seemed to realize something.

The most unlikely thing to happen, just like a pie, fell on the boy's head.

Mr. An... actually met the eyes of the sixth mountain lord standing on the green hill!

The word fate is wonderful!

Lin Zhuifeng grabbed the fire stick and grinned: "Then the mountain master's eyes are as pure as mine, because Mr. An is good-looking, right?"

Lin Qingyin couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling after hearing Lin Zhuifeng's words.

The surrounding dignitaries and dignitaries from all walks of life all had complex expressions.

Many people couldn't sit still anymore, they lifted the curtain from the carriage, raised their heads to face the sun, looked at the young boy who climbed into the sky straight into the sky, watched curiously, and ordered his subordinates to inquire about the news of the boy.

The boy's native place is unknown, but to obtain the Mountain Lord's sword, it is naturally as if he ascended to the sky.

Moreover, the fact that the young man is related to the Lin family has given warning signs to many forces that have some gaps in their relationship with the Lin family, wanting to find out the origin and identity of such a young man.

In the mountains and forests, the mist was split from both sides, and the sword energy lingered, making it difficult for the mist to heal.

Luo Qingchen stood in the mountains, the tingling pain in his hand made him a little confused.

He felt that it was not his palm that was cut apart, but his state of mind.

A state of mind with extraordinary confidence.

The sixth mountain lord...has never been chosen? !
Although his talent for swordsmanship is not as good as the legendary No. [-] scholar Li You'an, or Jade Guanyin Hua Jiebing, but... it is also worthy of praise. Who can compare with him, why is he ignored by the sixth mountain master?

The feeling of being knocked down from the mortal world when he was about to climb to the top made Luo Qingchen so depressed that he almost coughed up blood.

Suddenly, the foot of the mountain exclaimed like thunder.

A ray of sword light rose in awe, and went straight into the sky and swayed the clouds!

Luo Qingchen's palm was dripping with blood, he didn't care to stop the bleeding, when he raised his eyes, he saw a young man holding a sword, entwined by the light of the sword, soaring straight up, crashing into the sea of ​​clouds in the middle of the mountain.

The young man here... how could Luo Qingchen forget? !
What a cultivation level he is, but he can't compare to a young man who has just cultivated the breath of the gods and hasn't even mastered a few moves in swordsmanship!

In front of my eyes, the image of the young man in the spring rain, bearing his pressure, with his waist straight, without bowing his eyebrows, reappeared and lingered, almost overlapping with the image of the young man soaring into the sky under the embrace of a sword.

It was like two heavy hammers hitting his heart hard.

The spring breeze blows in the mountains and forests, blowing and shaking off the peach petals on the peach trees on both sides of the mountain road. Although it is clear autumn, it is like the chill of autumn, making Luo Qingchen suddenly feel the chill, and his body shakes involuntarily.

He felt that this time...his Dao heart might really be covered in dust by this young man.

"Why? Why?!"

Luo Qingchen refused to accept, and the silver sword energy all over his body soared into the sky. He climbed into the sky from the mountains and forests. However, halfway through the journey, he glimpsed the familiar painting drawn in the sea of ​​clouds, which was made of white clouds, and the sword energy was used as ink. Ink Bamboo Picture...

At this moment, Luo Qingchen's mind was like a thunder hammer, and he roared with anger!

He got it.

Why did the sixth mountain owner suddenly open the mountain? It turned out that...

The guardian of the mountain has already had a candidate.

The so-called choice is nothing more than a sedan chair set up for young people, a sedan chair that can enter the holy mountain with dignity!
Luo Qingchen looked at his cut palm.

Suddenly, he smiled wryly.

……

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Whoever is in power will lift him up to the blue sky.

Anle only felt that with a flash in front of his eyes, he had to enter the sea of ​​clouds, roam freely in the sea of ​​clouds, unrestrained, like a fish jumping into the boundless sea, saw the ink bamboo painting of that day, and suddenly breathed in wonder, using the sea of ​​clouds as the propaganda, and the sword energy as the ink to paint, Really proud!
However, this ink bamboo picture also faintly plucked the light strings in Anle's mind, and he seemed to understand something.

No wonder the sword came straight to him. It turned out that he was going through the back door because there were people above him.

Reminiscent of the Taimiao old man who once said that he would take him to a place in three days, and now everything is connected together, I can't help but suddenly.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain knows his ink bamboo picture, maybe... the old man of the Taimiao greeted him?

Holding the sword in his hand, An Le floated out of thin air. Looking into the distance, he saw a pavilion in the middle of the towering Sword Peak.

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stood in the pavilion with a pine sword box beside him, looking at him from a distance.

An Le's gaze met her.

The black sword in his hand trembled slightly, and An Le immediately understood that the man was the sixth mountain lord who was rumored to hide all the swords in the world in one sword box!
An Le held his sword and clasped his fists, bowing to the sea of ​​clouds.

The corners of the middle-aged man's lips twitched stiffly, he nodded slightly, his eyes sparkled, he pressed his palm on the sword case, he could feel the clanging and stirring of the sword in the case, as if he was attracted by the young man in the sea of ​​clouds.

That young man... was born with a great response to the sword, as if he was born for the sword.

It is a piece of natural sword embryo jade that has never been carved!
If one looks at the young man's ink and bamboo paintings, feels the young man's spine and sword spirit, and the middle-aged man is moved and accepts him as the guardian of the mountain, then seeing the young man at this moment, the trembling and cheering of the old guys in the box will make the middle-aged man I understand, he may be about to find a treasure!
"Very good!"

The middle-aged man's stiff smile softened somewhat, and he spoke.

Just two words, but he can hear his love for Anle.

For the mountain master, the guardian of the mountain is more similar to the relationship with the disciple and the master, so the middle-aged man is rarely moved and shows emotion.

"Would you like to enter my sixth mountain?"

The sea of ​​clouds is churning, and the black bamboo is noisy.

The man stood in a pavilion in the middle of the mountain, facing the spring rain all over the sky, looked at the young man holding the sword, and asked sincerely.

Standing in the clouds, the young Jianqi Dudu was facing the middle-aged man's invitation, with a restrained smile on his face, but he didn't immediately agree, but fell into serious thinking.

The mountain guard, the identity that countless practitioners in Lin'an Mansion are crazy about, is now in front of Anle, and it is within easy reach.

As long as he nods his head, he can enter the holy mountain, become the guardian of the mountain, and soar into the sky.

Suddenly, An Le's mind moved, and he looked under the sea of ​​clouds.

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under the foothills.

The hustle and bustle has been raging for a long time, and most practitioners seem to have learned about the sixth mountain lord's choice for the mountain guard.

There is a mountain guard from the Lin family, regardless of whether the young man is from the Lin family or not, he can walk out of the Lin family's chariot, in full view of the public, so he is naturally labeled as the Lin family.

Many people glanced at the chariot of the Lin family, envious, complicated, unexpected, all kinds of emotions came like a storm.

Suddenly, the people whose eyes fell on the chariot stopped breathing.

Because a plain white hand protruded from the curtain of the chariot, as white as jade.

A graceful, graceful and graceful figure emerges gracefully.

Qiong Yao's skin is absolutely flawless, and her embroidered skirt and brocade sleeves are steaming clouds.

Heart Sword Jade Guanyin, Lin Fu Hua Jiebing!
As soon as the woman got out of the chariot, her crescent eyebrows lightly stretched out, as if thinking of something fun, her red lips hung into a smile.

In the next moment, a majestic mind, like an overturned mountain, crushed the practitioners present, with a heavy heart.

The woman flicked her bare fingers, and a flash of sword light swept out, carrying her delicate body, straight into the blue clouds, into the sea of ​​clouds, stepping on lotus steps, and appeared beside the bowed young man.

Anle was slightly taken aback by the fragrance of fragrance, turned around and saw Mrs. Hua.

Mrs. Hua bowed to the owner of the mountain, then looked at Anle, and said with a light smile: "In the chariot, some words have not been finished yet. Although the guardian of the mountain is counted as a holy mountain, becoming a guardian of the mountain means losing the dialogue of entering the holy mountain." A holy master, qualified to become a mountain master and open the mountain gate."

"I can ask for an opportunity for you. Whether you want to become a mountain guard, or continue to move forward with difficulty and try the slim hope of opening the gate on the holy mountain. The choice is yours."

At the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, the Master of the Sixth Mountain looked as usual and did not say anything to disturb him.

An Le fell into deep thought again.

Becoming a mountain guard also means losing the qualification to become a mountain master.

Although the young man has just started his practice, today he saw the Sixth Mountain Lord and just opened the mountain with one word, which caused the world to move.

A thousand feet of waves across the river, ten thousand poles slanted into the bamboo!
This kind of courage, this kind of influence made him yearn for it.

The young man is full of vigor and enthusiasm, and he is full of enthusiasm from time to time.

With a fierce tiger hidden in his heart, his aspirations can reach the clouds, and An Le has a thought that his future will never stop as a mountain guard.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, An Le is a bit ignorant, but he really does not want to stop there.

Pondered for a long time.

An Le let out a breath, holding the ink-colored green blade with both hands, making a long bow, and slowly moved forward to the half-mountain pavilion.

"Mrs. Hua, the owner of the mountain, Anle is willing to try the difficult road. Maybe one day, she can open the gate on the holy mountain."

The world is quiet, only the spring breeze and rain and the words of youthful ambition remain.

quite a while.

Banshan Xianting put on a touch of green clothes, suddenly laughed, looked at the young man to understand his ambition, his eyes were full of appreciation.

Mrs. Hua also smiled with satisfaction.

"Mr. An, do you still remember the gift of painting that I promised you?"

"I will be with you today."

The words are over.

Mrs. Hua had a smile all over her face, and looked at the Sixth Mountain Lord in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain.

Twisting the lotus in the hands, the sword energy blooms behind the back.

"Sixth Mountain Lord, Jie Bing, but in the name of An Le protecting the Tao, ask for a small holy decree."

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