Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 48 The girl breaks the armor 27, a painting shocked half of Lin'an

A wisp of golden incense sticks curls up and burns, and the fireworks converge into a painting, recalling the glorious years of the past.

Like a stone thrown into a mirror lake, the picture is undulating.

An Le was a little curious, what kind of past can be observed and what kind of fruit of time can be gathered from this ray of golden age that was absorbed from the girl Bai Qi.

Under the spring rain in the mountains, the girl who stood quietly behind him with an umbrella, and followed him through the three hundred steps of the green mountain, Ye Wenxi from the Ye family... It is rumored that she is also the owner of the Little Holy Order and a competitor of Anle.

Therefore, An Le was curious.

It is reasonable to pluck competitors' wool to strengthen oneself.

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In the evening clouds and mist, there is white feather-like plain snow flying from the sky.

Carrying the cold, wrapped in the cold.

Falling on the vast land, absorbing fresh blood, turning into blood red, more eye-catching than Haoyue, more dazzling than Lieyang.

"Wenxi, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

"The soldiers are safe? The people are safe? Fill the ravines and sigh that the mountains and rivers remain the same, and thousands of villages are scattered. As a child of my Ye family, I should take crossing the river as my lifelong wish, cross the Canglang River, and gallop on my homeland." , and take back our Middle-Earth."

"Wenxi knows!"

"Go, go kill, fight, and become strong. When you become strong enough, I will ask for a small holy order for you to climb the holy mountain. You can ask the holy master, what can my Ye family's sword and spear do?" Let the Central Plains return."

"it is good!"

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The calm conversation, with a bit of surging energy, shattered the flying snow in the sky.

A man in full armor, holding a long spear, stood still with a slanted grip, looking down at the immature girl, like a fierce tiger, watching the cub's first fight.

The young girl Ye Wenxi, still childish, dragged a blue long sword, her gaze was firm, she stepped on the reddish white snow on the ground, her small body shouted loudly, dragging her sword all the way and trotting towards the front to kill.

Lonely and petite.

On the charge.

It was an army squad composed of [-] or [-] practitioners, blood intertwined like a curtain, coming on foot, with fierce eyes and murderous intent, as if they were about to blow away the evening clouds in the sky, the aura of gold and iron horses was suffocating .

The girl experienced the fear at the beginning, the blood surged from under the skin, and the mind was vented from the Niwan Palace.

The sword in his hand burst out thousands of sword brilliance, flooding into the body of the leading practitioner, a head flew up, and the hot blood splashed on the snow, melting the cold.

The rest of the practitioners rushed over and drowned the young girl Ye Wenxi.

Fight, fight, and constantly become stronger.

The young girl Ye Wenxi seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy, her eyes became more and more ruthless, only killing remained in her eyes.

She will continue to become stronger, strong enough to inherit the Ye family's will, carry the Ye family's gun and sword, and let the horseshoes of the Ye family's war horse travel all over the former homeland of the Central Plains!
The man in armor watched quietly, and the gun in his hand was pointed out at the right time. The strong enemy army who wanted to intervene was directly pierced through the air.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

The girl Ye Wenxi, panting, leaned on a sword and stood in the snow.

Surrounded by 27 dead bodies.

Looking back, he looked at the man in armor.

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At this point in the picture, it fades away, the past years cannot be left, and time will never return.

An Le sees the girl's glory in time with the spirit of time, and she can't help but be shocked by it.

The picture in this ray of time is completely different from the picture An Le observed before.

There is no hurt parting, no joy, a little more tragic and responsibility.

Through the screen, when you are on the killing field, you can feel the stubbornness of the girl and the expectation of the man in armor.

An Le slowly opened his eyes, the night was dark and chilly, and the spring frost that rose in the middle of the night seemed to condense morning dew on his clothes.

His mind could not be calm for a long time, watching Ye Wenxi draw a sword to kill, as if he was there, it had a severe impact on his mind.

But what surprised An Le even more was that a girl as soft as Ye Wenxi killed 27 people within a quarter of an hour.

This contrast made An Le feel Ye Wenxi's strength and proud talent even more vigilantly.

Mrs. Hua said that Ye Wenxi is the true arrogance of the Ye family's generation, and she is indeed worthy of the title. That kind of determination is absolutely comparable to Tofu Dao Xinluo Qingchen.

This woman will be his next opponent on the Little Saint list...

The spring cold hit late at night, and An Le felt a little bit of pressure.

[Obtain the Dao Fruit of Time: Forget Me]

[Note: Self-forgetfulness (Dao Fruit): In wartime, self-forgetfulness is intense, and life and death are ignored. Only in one battle, the tactics, techniques, and fighting spirit can all be greatly improved, and the combat power will be greatly increased.】

A wisp of golden years, condensed fruit of self-forgetfulness.

It is somewhat similar to Dao Fruit [Fearless Heart], they are all Dao Fruits that cannot bless the energy of time, but the effect is quite effective.

Fearlessness allows Anle to be fearless in the face of coercion, difficulties and obstacles, to be fearless, to overcome thorns and thorns to move forward, and even to get Taoism feedback.

And the Dao Fruit of [Forgetfulness] is used for fighting and killing, and it can stimulate selflessness during wartime, and the combat power will be greatly improved.

In a very strange state, An Le recalled the scene of Ye Wenxi charging alone in the midst of the years of anger, fighting with ecstasy and killing 27 enemy soldiers.

It's an unexpected harvest, such a Dao fruit is not used in ordinary times, but it may have a miraculous effect.

The night was dark, and before you knew it, it was early morning, and the sky was turning white.

An Le never chose to practice again, got up and went into the house, took the books, lit the lamp, and started to read.

Another condition for seeing a holy master is to be the number one scholar in the imperial examination!

Therefore, the spring is just around the corner, and you must read every day.

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Qin Xiangfu.

Nine curved corridors, flowing cups of curved water, although the night is deep, but in the waterside pavilions, there are still people sitting and talking.

Qin Shaogong, Qin Qianqiu, was sitting in the pavilion. What was placed in front of him was not tea, but the rare wine "Penglaichun" in Lin'an Prefecture. Draw spiritual energy into the body, and cultivate slightly.

Opposite Qin Qianqiu, Luo Qingchen sat quietly, with a full glass of wine, not a single drop.

The atmosphere in the booth was a bit stiff.

Because Qin Qianqiu was drinking continuously, his attitude was cold and he didn't say much.

Originally, there were great expectations for Luo Qingchen to enter the Sixth Mountain and become a guardian of the mountain, but when this expectation was shattered, what was left was boredom and disappointment.

Luo Qingchen could naturally feel the atmosphere, so he didn't say much, and he was not qualified to explain anything.

"Mr. Luo, that Anle... came from Chongzhou. He had only practiced enlightenment for a few days, but his ability overwhelmed him. He climbed the sixth mountain and obtained a small holy decree. It even made his Dao heart dust again."

"Sir, there are talented people from generation to generation. Your once magnificence is gone, and now you are gone, and the yellow flowers are full of depression."

Qin Qianqiu sighed: "Thinking back in the past, Mr. came from Qingzhou, dazzling like gold that has been washed away from dust, one man and one sword, Denglin'an won both battles, how proud of the spring breeze."

"This An Le is much like the old gentleman."

"But he has a better future than you, sir. He has received a small holy order, and his paintings have even been circulated and praised in the Academy of Arts, and he has opened the ink bamboo school alone."

"It's a pity that this kind of talent doesn't come into my heart, it's a pity."

Qin Qianqiu seemed to be sad, and drank a glass of wine suddenly.

Luo Qingchen turned her head to look at the prosperous water pavilion of Qin Xiangfu, her face was much calmer.

Even if Qin Qianqiu's words were a lot of blows, he still treated them calmly, perhaps because he got used to the blows he received a lot.

"Qing Chen is ashamed of Prime Minister Qin's years of cultivation and resources."

Luo Qingchen finally raised the cup, took a sip, and said softly.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes fell on Luo Qingchen, his pupils seemed to reflect the moonlight, and he looked a bit cold: "Mr. Luo, this newcomer on the little sage list, has a deep relationship with the Lin family, and the Qin family and the Lin family are not dead. , it would be best if you can enter the Qin Mansion, but if you can't..."

Between the waterside pavilions, murderous intent suddenly arose.

From the beginning, Qin Qianqiu didn't take it seriously, he only thought of An Le as an enlightened idiot, and then when he emerged as a young man and won the small holy order, now he attaches great importance to it.

This change is only in a few days.

Luo Qingchen drank calmly.

"If you can't enter the Qin Mansion, then please kill him." Qin Qianqiu looked at Luo Qingchen, and finally showed eagerness again.

Luo Qingchen looked at Qin Qianqiu.

To kill a proud man who just got the little sacred order, whom Hua Jiebing favored, and who was gifted with a sword by the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, is this to make Luo Qingchen give up his life and exchange his life with An Le?

"Young master, Qingchen's Taoist heart is dusty, and he needs to rest and cleanse his heart. For this matter, find someone else."

Luo Qingchen got up, shook his head, stood up, bowed to say goodbye, turned and left.

Qin Qianqiu was sitting in the pavilion, staring at Luo Qingchen's back: "Sir, don't tell me that the East Sea Dixin Pearl, just the wealth, wealth and cultivation resources that the Qin family has given to you over the years, you should give something in return look like."

Luo Qingchen paused slightly from the back, then shattered the cold night and left the Qin residence.

Qin Qianqiu sneered slightly after drinking a cup of Penglai spring wine that reflected the moonlight.

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The warmth of the morning sun dispelled the slight chill of spring.

The entire Lin'an Mansion began to stir restlessly.

Yesterday, at the foot of the Sixth Mountain, young men in white climbed the mountain one by one with a sword, and took off an ink pool under the peach tree. The practitioners who watched the young man get the sword all sent people to collect all news about the young man.

It has only been a few days since I practiced enlightenment, and I have already cultivated the breath of the gods, forged the body and cast the bones of the spirit, and I am a late bloomer!
It is even the current Juren, who enters Lin'an to go to Chunwei.

What is even more shocking is the juvenile's paintings, which attracted the attention of the Lin family with their weird sketches, and became the painter of the Lin family. Afterwards, the youth's ink, bamboo and stone paintings were circulated in the Academy of Arts.

The ink bamboo painting was appreciated and praised by the two masters of the Academy of Arts, and even shared and appreciated it personally.

He said that he could open up the Mozhu school and call him everyone!
One drawing, one sword and one young man startled half of Lin'an.

On this day, in Lin'an, the supply of ink and bamboo pictures drawn from the Academy of Arts was in short supply, and they were widely circulated, and the literati in Lin'an were all alarmed.

On this day, the name of everyone in An swept away like a hurricane!

On this day, An Le got up early in the morning, and went to the West Lake while studying as usual, to watch the female oiran.

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