Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 47 There is a secret treasure in the little holy decree, and the sword energy of everything in the world is close

On the way back, the spring rain is no longer swaying, the setting sun in the sky is running between the winds, and the rays of the sun shine secretly from behind, casting a golden glow on the road to Lin'an.

Inside the luxury car, Lin Zhuifeng chattered non-stop, venting his shock and excitement.

Lin Qingyin sat quietly in it, pursed her lips and listened, smiling from time to time.

An Le is sitting upright, with a bamboo sword and a green mountain on his waist, and the ink pool on his lap. With a fire stick, Lin Zhuifeng couldn't contain his excitement.

The first few peaks in the southwest of the sunset, the broken clouds are thousands of miles away, and the residual red is smeared.

Accompanied by the sunset after the spring rain, the chariot drove all the way back to Lin'an Mansion where the lights were just lit.

After getting off the chariot, An Le put two swords on his waist, and said goodbye to Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin with a smile. After the chariot gradually disappeared at the end of Qingbo Street, he turned and walked towards Taimiao Lane.

Dressed in white clothes, with a smile on his lips, An Le was in a good mood.

Cultivation breakthrough, but also the harvest of the sword, the ink pool and the small holy order, naturally the heart is happy.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he was slightly startled, but saw an old man in plain clothes and wide sleeves standing in front of the courtyard, holding a bamboo stick, holding a jug of wine and a pack of beef in oiled paper.

Seeing the return of peace and happiness, the old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised the wine and meat in his hand.

The smile on the corners of An Le's lips widened, and her steps quickened. She trotted to the gate of the courtyard, took out the key and opened the door.

After a moment.

In the courtyard after the new rain, on the small table, wine and meat are in full swing.

An Le and the old man had a drink together, it was a celebration of today's small holy decree on the Sixth Mountain.

The rays of the sun are so bright that they shine brightly on the world.

The old man held the ink pool in his hand and squinted his eyes to look at it: "There are three thousand swords hidden in the main box of the Sixth Mountain. It is said that it contains all the swords in the world. There are swords of immortals in the sky and swords of mortals on the ground."

The old man wiped the edge of the sword with his finger like an old tree's dead branch, the ink pool trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword filled the courtyard.

"This ink pool is very interesting. It is made like ink and wash. It is a sword of calligraphy and painting. Now it can only be regarded as a sixth-grade sword, but it is quite suitable for you. You are good at painting, and you can use painting to support your sword. Chi rank has risen, coupled with the inner small holy order, the rank may break through the limit of this sword in the future."

The old man praised.

An Le also smiled when she heard the words: "I have just entered the second level of physical training, and the ink pool is the most suitable for me. It is in vain to pursue high-rank swords, but I can't exert its power. It is of little significance."

The old man picked up a piece of beef and said with a light smile, "It's great that you can be so free and easy."

"Now that you have obtained the Lesser Holy Order, this old man should remind you that those who have won the Lesser Holy Order will be listed on a list, called the Little Holy Order, and those who hold the Lesser Holy Order will be listed."

"Obtaining the Little Holy Order is one of the conditions for dialogue with a holy master, but you have to be in the top three to have a chance. This is also a test."

An Le was startled when he heard that.

"How to improve the ranking on the list is very simple, but a challenge."

"If you win, you can increase your ranking, but every holder of the Small Holy Order has only two chances to lose."

"After being defeated twice, Xiaosheng's order will be broken and he will be expelled, so be cautious when challenging."

The old man drank and chuckled.

An Le's expression gradually became serious upon hearing this.

"As for the specific list, you will know it when you go to the Lin Mansion, so I won't say much about it."

The old man didn't continue to chat about these things, and the two drank the old rice wine, watched the setting sun, and chatted about their experience in ink bamboo painting.

When the dawn moon hung in the sky and the wine was exhausted, the old man got up, dusted off his plain clothes, and walked out of the courtyard with a bamboo stick.

"You who have won the little holy decree will soon be famous in Lin'an. A lot of glory and wealth and all kinds of extravagant tests will come to you. Uphold your heart and forge ahead, so that you will live up to your talents and live up to the green hills."

The old man stood in the alley, reminding him earnestly and sincerely.

Anle heard the words, and bowed to the ground.

"Xiaosheng remember."

Hearing this, the old man turned around and walked away. In the alleys under the moonlight, the sound of bamboo sticks beating echoed and gradually disappeared.

An Le withdrew her gaze, returned to the yard, sat on a chair with a three-foot ink pool across her lap, and bathed in the cold spring night wind, her mind gradually calmed down.

Although he has obtained the small holy order, the pressure he will face next is even greater.

Now that I have obtained the little holy decree, I don't want to hesitate to move forward, and I must go up to meet the holy master who is more mysterious and powerful than Emperor Yuanmeng.

Therefore, Xiaosheng's progress on the list, the number one scholar in the imperial examination, and the first place are all mountains waiting for him to climb.

In the days to come, he should guard against arrogance and impetuosity.

Studying, practicing, raising a sword, and examining myself three times.

Breathing out a foul breath, he got up comfortably, and simply tidied up the courtyard, placing the potted plants left by the former landlady's wife on the edge, and then bathed in the moonlight in the courtyard and practiced the five birds.

Forging the body and stepping into the second realm, forging the sword energy and spiritual bones, the energy and blood are running, the strength is gushing, and the power of the sword energy and spiritual bones is much stronger than that of the first realm.

The tiger pose became more and more powerful, and between the movements, it really looked like a colorful tiger, roaring in the mountains and forests, and even caused the aura of heaven and earth to gather.

After that, deer pose, bear pose, ape pose and bird pose were practiced separately, and the power of each pose was greatly improved. On the sixth mountain, bathing in the sword rain and forging the five birds, gained a lot.

After a while, the boiling qi and blood slowly stopped, Anle calmed down, closed his eyes to feel the changes in the strength between the spirit bones, and was familiar with the sudden increase in strength and explosion.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the cold night is getting deeper.

An Le sat cross-legged under the old locust tree, and began to close her eyes and meditate, practicing meditation.

On the sixth mountain, although he has not broken through the realm of fetal breath, he has stepped into the third realm of refining the gods to transcend the vulgarity. Madam Hua once said that this realm is very important, and it is a transformation of the essence of the soul.

Anle is very important, and as you visualize, Yuehua seems to be attracted by it, and it sprinkles all over the body, as if wearing a clear garment.

In the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, a phantom of Wang Jianchi emerged and filled the surrounding area.

The sword light floats, like a dream or an illusion.

The ink pool placed on the lap to nourish the mind trembles slightly, as if it is about to rise into the sky, lingering around the body and speeding.

But after all, it's still a little bit worse. If you are refined and refined, you may be able to easily move your sword up and down.

Suddenly, An Le's mind diffused into the sword body of Mochi, and a ray of sword energy circulated in it.

In the perception of peace, it is pure, majestic, and sharp.

The mind gradually sank into the ink pool, and the ink pool sword seemed to have really turned into a pool of ink-colored water, enveloping An Le's mind and sinking into it continuously.

That is the secret treasure contained in the small sacred decree, and it can also be regarded as a shallow gift from the holy master.

When An Le opened his eyes, he saw a picture scroll unfolding slowly.

The ink color is smudged, and there is a painting.

An optimistic about the painting, I just feel that a grass, a leaf, a drop of water in the painting...all can be turned into a sword, and everything in the world is full of sword energy!

Sword Qi is close at hand!
This is a skill of controlling a sword, a very pure sword move!

It is also obtained after An Le won the Little Holy Order this time!
It's not the method of cultivating the gods, nor the method of body training, it's just pure swordsmanship, even without a name, it's like drawing a picture of ink and wash in it, captured and watched by An Le.

Under the old locust tree, An Le's mind was separated from the little sacred order in the ink pool, and a sword light flashed under his pupils.

He stood up, couldn't control his facial expression anymore, grinned, put his two fingers together to form a sword, and lightly wiped it in front of his body, his mind turned into a thin wisp of sword energy, like a string on the back of a puppet's neck.

The quiet pool of ink suddenly broke away from An Le's body, whistling out, floating in the air at a very fast speed, cutting the air, like a fish in a pond cutting the water.

Although it is not Yu Jian, but this feeling of being able to control the sword from a distance makes An Le feel very carefree and free!

Under the control of An Le, the ink pool was firmly inserted into the old locust tree, and there was a slight tremor, and a leaf fell from the tree.

An Le pointed his sword at a distance, and the leaves of the old locust tree were manipulated like a sword, sweeping through the sky like a flying sword!
This is the skill of controlling the sword in the Secret Vault of the Little Holy Order!
An Le's eyes are shining, a plant of grass, a leaf, a drop of water...everything in the world can hide sword energy, what a domineering sword move!

In the Niwan Palace, the sword pond was boiling, and the mind seemed to grow a little stronger at this moment, and the distance from vulgarity was getting closer.

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Outside the alleys, there is a two-story pavilion style Taimiao with double eaves at four corners.

The incense is faint.

Zhao Huangting was writing and splashing ink, when he suddenly felt something, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the small courtyard in the alley.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"The secret treasury left by the holy master in the little holy order... have you realized it so quickly?!"

"Monster..."

Zhao Huangting took a deep breath, then smiled: "My Zhao Huangting's vision is poisonous."

……

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An Le controlled the sword for a while, her mind was exhausted and she was a little tired.

Mind moved.

The long-lost light curtain appeared.

……

【Name: Anle】

[Aura of Time: 3 wisps]

【岁月道果：千古之才（流金岁月气0/2缕、0/100缕）、天生剑客（流金岁月气0/2缕、0/100缕）、崩剑劲（2/10缕）、无畏心、淬妖古玉】

[Mastering skills: "Sword Waterfall Picture" (11 wisp), "Entraining Qi and Breathing Jue" (1 wisp)]

[Skills mastered: "Five Birds Exercise" (18 strands), "Zhaozu Changquan (Disabled)" (1 strands)]

……

Ok?
An Le was stunned, and unexpectedly discovered that the skill of controlling the sword had never been recorded on the light curtain.

Even the rotten street method like "Zhao Zu Changquan (Disabled)" can be recorded, but this technique cannot be recorded.

Perhaps, because this sword move is purely a skill, it cannot be recorded?
Standing in the midst of the steep spring night, Anle is thoughtful.

"The sword move is understood from the little holy decree. The sword move has no name. Under the sword move, the sword energy is close at hand, and it can endow all things. Since this is the case, this move is called 'Sword Qi is close'."

An Le happily named the sword move.

Afterwards, with a thought, he mobilized the three wisps of time energy that he had absorbed from the young girl in vain. After thinking about it, he blessed it to the item of Dao Fruit [Eternal Talent].

After blessing two strands.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in front of her eyes, and An Le was very surprised that she got a touch of golden age directly from the girl Bai Qi.

The golden years vaporized incense sticks were burned.

Some pictures are like throwing stones in a lake, causing ripples.

(End of this chapter)