Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 68 Prejudice is like a demon, the teenager steps into the third realm of body training

The woman never thought that a person can change so much.

She vaguely remembered the handsome young man who appeared in the small courtyard under the leadership of Huang Xian, the head of the black yamen. At that time, the young man had just set foot in cultivation, and his breath was as weak as a firefly.

Looking at it now, the young man's body is full of qi and blood, like a boiling mountain fire, and his mind is like a divine sword that has just been unsheathed, faintly revealing the cold light of the sword aura.

Although it is impossible to find out the specific cultivation level, this coercion shows that the young man's cultivation level has long been different from the past.

What made the woman tremble the most was the vision of the ancient demon on the young man's body. The energy and blood were dimly transpiring, which made the woman feel as if she was watching an ancient fierce demon tiger standing on the top of a mountain and roaring to the gods in the sky.

The oppression deep in the blood makes it almost impossible for the woman to stabilize her figure.

Facing the ancient demon tiger, the squirrel goblin woman who has only practiced for hundreds of years, how can she resist its coercion, and she has not knelt down, which is already considered good.

Although the monster has transformed into a form, it still retains some of the nature of a beast. The coercion released by the powerful monster is inherently suppressing the weak monster, so there are situations where tigers roar in the mountains and forests, and hundreds of beasts run away.

An Le looked at the woman's trembling legs, a little dazed, he didn't do anything.

The spring rain is drifting, gathering on the edge of the umbrella to form a bead curtain, with the unique hazy and poetic flavor of Rain Lane.

It is a wonderful thing for acquaintances to meet each other, but this acquaintance's attitude is really weird.

However, with a little thought, An Le understood that the woman was a squirrel goblin, perhaps because she was afraid of the coercion of the ancient goblin left behind by his rehearsal of the five ancient goblins.

"When will Madam return to Lin'an?" An Le held an oil-paper umbrella, and changed the subject with a smile to distract the woman from her stress.

The woman held an umbrella and looked at An Le in horror, and even became a little cautious: "Mr. An, it has been a few days since I returned to Lin'an, and I want to come to the small courtyard where I lived with my husband and take a last look."

"I haven't gone out yet, since that's the case, I'll go back and accompany my wife to have a look."

There was a warm smile on An Le's face, and between speaking, she calmly absorbed four wisps of age from the woman.

The two walked towards Taimiao Alley, perhaps because the ancient demon on An Le was too oppressive, the woman was not very willing to approach.

An Le knew it too, and walked ahead, keeping a distance from the woman.

The ancient demon-quenching jade around his waist, which was hollowed out by An Le, trembled slightly, continuously absorbing the demon energy from the woman, gradually restoring the demon pattern on it.

When the woman was admitted to the hospital, she stood there holding an umbrella for a long time, with a bit of reluctance and memories in her eyes.

She never entered the house, but walked slowly in the yard, touching the potted flowers that Anle took good care of. When she passed by the old locust tree, she was stunned for a moment when she saw the sharp sword hole left on it, but she never passed it. Care more, these sword qi lingering in the old locust tree may not be a bad thing.

"Mr. An, thank you for taking such good care of the courtyard."

The woman looked at An Le with gratitude in her eyes.

An Le smiled: "This is my first real estate in Lin'an. Staying in the small courtyard, I feel at ease. My home is my home, so naturally I won't destroy it at will."

"My heart is at ease, it is my family... That's really good." The woman murmured, and then her eyes lit up.

"Mr. An, I have a doubt in my heart. I wonder if I can ask you for advice?"

An Le smiled: "Madam, please, Xiaosheng is willing to try his best to solve Madam's doubts."

The woman stretched out her hand to catch a falling spring rain, and the raindrops bloomed in her palm: "My lord, someone once told me to be kind, but there are prejudices everywhere in this world, from identity, character and even race, many Prejudice is more terrifying than evil spirits, so what should a woman do?"

An Le heard the words, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "People only start from their own point of view, and tend to favor their own direction. From their own and others' thoughts, prejudices naturally arise."

"Acceptance will only fuel prejudice and become the nourishment for its growth."

"Xiaosheng believes that prejudice is like an evil monster, so he will kill this monster, and the world will naturally be clear."

An Le said: "Ma'am, this is my own opinion, if you think it's inappropriate, just treat it as a joke."

The woman fell into deep contemplation, and bowed to An Le for a long time, saying, "Thank you, my lord, for clarifying the confusion."

An Le waved her hand and smiled warmly.

The two of them didn't stay in the small courtyard for a long time, after the woman watched, she left with some resoluteness.

Looking at the back of the woman holding an umbrella and disappearing in the Qingshiyu Lane.

Although An Le knew that the woman might have a story in her heart, she never asked about it.

The prejudices in the world are like mountains, even more terrifying than evil monsters, how can they be easily cut off.

Anle, who has read hundreds of volumes, once read "On Demons" written by a great Confucianist in the Academy of Arts, which mentioned: "Monsters are divided into good and evil, evil demons cannibalize people, and their odor can be seen from a hundred meters away. Good demons help others, and their aura cannot be discerned up close .”

That is to say, monsters are divided into good and bad, good and evil, evil monsters eat people, and have a fierce and foul smell on their bodies. They can be known as evil monsters from a distance of hundreds of feet, but good monsters help people, and their demon energy blends with human beings. It is difficult to distinguish monsters up close With people.

However, in the world, everyone is afraid of monsters, and most of them don't distinguish between good and bad. If you are a monster, you will see strange eyes everywhere.

There are demon subduing masters who specialize in killing demons, even good demons who have never done evil, as long as they are demons, they are born with original sin.

Perhaps, the prejudice that women encounter is the problem.

After locking the door again, An Le walked out of the alley with an umbrella, and there was no woman outside the alley.

Come to the bean curd stand set up in the rain, sit under the narrow stand, watch the people coming and going on Qingbo Street, eat a bowl of hot bean curd under the cold spring rain, and taste the fireworks in the world.

After eating, Anle walked with an umbrella, and came to the edge of the West Lake. As the Spring Festival approached, scholars from all over the Zhao Dynasty poured into Lin'an, which caused an increase of literati and scholars on the edge of the West Lake.

Even if the spring rains are continuous, the literati and poets are full of poetry, reciting poems by the lake.

An Le arrived with an umbrella, and the eyes of Liu Yue, a scholar from Huating who came from far away, lit up, and he walked quickly to say hello to An Le and chat with him.

An Le originally wanted to meet Fairy Yunrou, but after retreating for the past few days, she never came to the West Lake.

While chatting with Liu Yue, they waited for Fairy Yunrou's arrival. After waiting for a while, An Le felt a little regretful that she didn't arrive.

Without waiting any longer, he turned around and walked towards the Gongyuan.

Scholar Liu Yue saw this and followed.

"Everyone, An, is going to the Gongyuan to register for the exam card, right? Let's go together."

Liu Yue laughed.

An Le never refused.

The Gongyuan was originally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites and then merged into the Wenyuan, which was under the jurisdiction of the Wenyuan, and the address of the Gongyuan was also located within the scope of the Wenyuan.

Weaving smoke and condensing mist, sprinkled all over the east wind and green fields.

It was the first time for An Le to set foot in the Academy of Arts. The black and white buildings are dotted among the hazy foothills.

Following the flow of literati and sons, we arrived at the Gongyuan located in the Wenyuan. There was already a long queue outside the courtyard, waiting to register and receive the examination card.

Liu Yue chatted with An Le all the way, but he was never shy because of An Le's identity.

The line of people moved slowly.

After a while, it was finally An Le's turn.

The person in charge of the registration was an old Confucian student from the Academy of Arts, without raising his head, he said indifferently: "Name, place of origin."

"Anle, from Anfu County, Chongzhou."

Anle said warmly.

The old Confucian scholar who was writing the registration suddenly remembered something and raised his head suddenly.

"You are Mr. An Le...?"

In the eyes of the old Confucian scholar, there was a bit of admiration for An Le's youth.

"Mr.'s ink bamboo and ink horse, I have the opportunity to observe and emulate. The freehand ink painting of bamboo and horse is really unique and unique!"

The old Confucian scholar stood up and bowed his hands.

An Le smiled, but she didn't know how to deal with other people's compliments, so she could only cup her fists in the same way.

The attitude of the old Confucian scholar naturally caused a commotion among the literati who lined up behind him.

Is this young man the Master An who is now famous in Lin'an? !
After receiving the test card, An Le didn't stay for long. After saying goodbye to Liu Yue, under the blazing eyes of many literati, she held an umbrella and disappeared in the spring rain.

Liu Yue also attracted a lot of attention for a while.

After An Le left, the old Confucian scholar's face returned to that indifferent and businesslike look.

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Qin Xiangfu.

There are small pools in the waterside pavilions, blue waves ripple at the starting point, and quiet streams flow slowly between the rockeries.

Qin Qianqiu was sitting in the pavilion, opposite him was an old man dressed in fine clothes. The old man had a pale complexion and sharp eyes.

"Is the injury healed?"

The old man took a sip of tea, placed pieces on the chessboard, and said calmly.

Qin Qianqiu also held on to his son and fell down, respectfully said: "The injury is not serious, but I have lost face, it is not easy to go out of this house."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Luo Qingchen couldn't kill him, Li Youan was there to protect him, after this person buried the coachman's body, he fled all the way to the Canglang River battlefield and entered the military camp."

"I can't reach the barracks for the time being, that's the territory of those warriors from the Wu Temple."

There was a flash of unwillingness and anger on Qin Qianqiu's face, but he quickly suppressed it.

"It's normal to be unwilling, and this incident should be a lesson. Don't underestimate any opponent." The old man said again: "Since you make a move, if you can kill him, you can kill him with thunder. If you don't want to be covered in blood, Don't give him a chance to fight back, if he is at the end of his rope, the opponent will try his best to bite off a few pieces of your flesh."

Qin Qianqiu solemnly nodded.

"Spring is coming soon, as a father, I have to discuss the details with many great Confucian scholars in the Academy of Arts. There are too many things these days, and I can't come back often to see you and teach you. You should do it yourself and think more."

The old man stood up, brushed off the spring rain on his body, and after saying something, he turned and left along the corridor.

Qin Qianqiu got up and bowed respectfully to see him off.

After the old man disappeared, Fang exhaled foul breath facing Biboxie Pool.

"After this incident, I'm afraid I let my father down... However, there is still a chance to make up for it. The Spring Festival is just around the corner. The Lin family hopes that the young man An Le will try to break the situation in front of the palace. , I tried every means to eat Lin Fu's pawn, leaving him hopeless."

"Hua Jiebing used his absolute strength to protect him, and added Li You'an, so it's really hard to touch him, but if he can't kill that boy, then destroy him..."

Qin Qianqiu stood in the water pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the koi in the pond, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

As my father said, there are many other ways to destroy a person besides killing him.

In particular, there are more ways to destroy a famous literati.

……

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An Le took the examination card, and instead of going back to Taimiao Lane immediately, she went to Lin's Mansion.

The one who opened the door was Liu Xiang, who hadn't seen An Le for many days, upon seeing Liu Xiang at first glance, his eyes were shining brightly, and a few small surprises appeared on his pretty face.

Liu Xiang informs An Le that Mrs. Hua and the young masters are not in the mansion, and the young masters have gone to the Wu Temple, but the maidservant does not know where Mrs. Hua is going.

An Le didn't stay in Lin's residence for a long time, so she turned and left.

I went to Yanchunli to drink two pots of old rice wine, and went to Dingya Lane to cut up two catties of beef.

An Le stepped on the bluestone, accompanied by the peach blossoms cut by the spring rain, walked to the Taimiao, raised the old rice wine and shouted, then returned to Xin'an's small courtyard, waiting for old friends to come.

Sitting under the gate, enjoying the spring rain in the courtyard.

Anle blesses all the energy of the years harvested today to the [Eternal Talent] Dao Fruit.

Perhaps the difference is these blessings.

Suddenly, the dantian oven roared.

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly struck.

Qi, blood, mind, aura, and body essence are in the dantian, pulled by invisible forces, and slowly condensed into inner alchemy!
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