Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 86 Hao Ran's Sword Qi Kills Little Ghosts, Brother An Also Entered Heaven and Returned to the World

Proud and proud, lonely and proud of the world.

In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was silence, only the leaves of the bamboo sea rustling in the wind, like a huge wave rushing out, crashing on the wall of the house, swaying around, and reaching everyone's ears.

Those present who were able to enter the quiet street all have some literary talents and status, and they are not illiterate people. They naturally have their own opinions on the appreciation and analysis of literature.

Leaving aside the sea of ​​ink and bamboos that surrounded the prime minister's mansion, the two poems inscribed on the painting shocked people's hearts, and they no longer doubted whether the young man was cheating or not.

Looking at the white clothes wearing two swords, stepping on the chair, and taking a sip of wine to make the painting come alive, like a magical vision brought by the bamboo sea, everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Many literati and scholars, Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list, have long been unable to maintain their expressions, and their faces are full of shock and disbelief.

What an incredible thing it is to extradite Haoran by painting, it has never been done before in the ages!
Of course, it is also because of An Le's own awe-inspiring spirit that he uses the awe-inspiring sword energy to attract Awe-inspiring!

It is also possible to extradite so many noble people, even in the Academy of Arts, there is no one before or since.

How could such a person cheat? !

Looking at the young man with flying hair, pure and upright sword energy soaring to the sky, rising from the ink forest in the painting, turning into a white python, shattering the blue clouds, roaring the whole Lin'an, I can only feel a sense of suffocation coming from the surface , so that everyone is full of excitement.

This son does not belong to the world, he should descend to the mortal world as a heavenly man!

Qin Xiang said that I cheated in the imperial examination, so I put up a case in front of Qin Xiang's mansion to draw a bamboo of innocence, attracting righteousness like a river, and proving my innocence!
The young man at this moment seems to be displaying the romance that has been passed down through the ages, and each of the black bamboos is like the surging sword energy of the young man, pointing at Qin Xiang!

A young man is like gold in the sand, no matter how long it has been covered in dust, he can still stand out and shine brilliantly!
The Confucian scholars around who reported Anle's imperial examination cheating had gloomy complexions, and those who were shocked by the mighty sword energy were already very concerned, and their tremors trembled.

It was overwhelmed by the momentum, and it was also because of the panic and ghosts in his heart.

They reported Anle for cheating in the imperial examination, and Anle was overwhelmed by the mighty waves of the river.

The name of An Le's painting has long been known in Lin'an.

The bamboo and stone on the previous ink bamboo painting, which insists on the green hills and does not let go, has already shown that the juvenile calligraphy and painting are unique.

Therefore, everyone is not surprised that today's Anle made good poems, and today's good poems are accompanied by good paintings, coupled with the majestic righteousness, moving to Qingzheng Bamboo Sea, like a long sword wielded by thousands of troops, pointing at Qin Dynasty Prime Minister.

This scene is really shocking!

Too shocking!

In the chariot, Mrs. Hua sat dignifiedly, lifted the curtain, and looked at the front of Qin Xiangfu through the window, bursting out with mighty sword energy, standing in the clean and upright black bamboo sea, drinking wine and laughing, attracting the awe-inspiring voice in the Wenqu stele. The added boy couldn't help showing a soft smile on his face.

In a daze, Mrs. Hua seemed to remember the scene when she saw the boy for the first time.

At that time, the boy had a tiger in his chest and a spirit in his heart.

Today, the tiger showed its fangs and was in high spirits!

Mrs. Hua understands the meaning and purpose of Anle's move, and ordinary explanations for such things as slandering and splashing dirty water cannot be explained, and it is even possible that the description will become darker and darker.

Because there is nothing wrong with wanting to commit a crime, no matter how you explain it, the dirty water that you want to impose on yourself will eventually be poured on, and it will only cause a commotion.

An Le is also aware of this point, the only way to cut the mess with a sharp knife, is to cut off all the dark thoughts and all the thieves with the sword in front of everyone, in exchange for a fresh breeze.

Therefore, there was an act of displaying the mighty sword energy in front of the Qin Xiangfu, painting ink bamboo, and pointing at the Xiangfu with three thousand ink bamboo swords.

With his own awe-inspiring sword energy, he provoked the awe-inspiring body on the Wenqu tablet. With so many awe-inspiring bodies, who would dare to say that An Le cheated?

Such a person needs to cheat?
If Qin Xiang still didn't believe it, still insisted on having no evidence, but still wanted to examine An Le, it would be like slapping the three masters of the Academy of Arts in the face.

Those who have obtained such greatness still slander and cheat. Doesn't that mean that the greatness that has been passed down by the Academy of Arts for thousands of years is nothing?
Although Prime Minister Qin is very powerful, he really didn't dare to offend the Academy of Arts like this.

Therefore, this is An Le's method of breaking the situation. It is very simple, direct and transparent, but the difficulty involved is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Because, it is impossible for an ordinary painter to paint such a clean and sharp ink bamboo, and it is impossible for ordinary painters to attract Haoran, let alone attract.

Anle has the awe-inspiring sword energy in his body. He uses the awe-inspiring sword energy to transform the white python, and then splashes ink and paints bamboos. He writes a poem called Awe-inspiring, which echoes the style of the sages left in the stele of Wenqu. Awe-inspiring surge!

This move has the demeanor of the Taibai Sword Immortal who fights wine and writes poems like falling three thousand stars in the prosperous age of the previous dynasty!
Mrs. Hua's vermilion lips curled up slightly, and her smile became more and more intense.

Qin Xiang intends to take advantage of Chunwei's fraudulent behavior to imprison An Le and wipe away the young man's spirit and heart.

But he never thought that Anle would directly use his strength to release his youthful spirit and pile up his heroic spirit.

The young man sat on a chair and drank unrestrainedly, and his mighty sword energy, soaring arrogance, and surging spirit swept out, completely alarming the entire Lin'an!

On this day, the demeanor belongs to Anle.

Even the immortals in the sky cannot take it away.

in the crowd.

Zhao Huangting, an old man from Taimiao who came to watch the fun, couldn't help laughing too, his eyes full of admiration.

"Okay, okay, what a drinking and drawing bamboo to attract Haoran! Slapping Qin Lishi's face and pumping it in! It's refreshing! It should be clear!"

Zhao Huangting laughed wantonly, and many Confucian scholars saw that the old man was so unrestrained and bluntly said Qin Xiang's famous and taboo words, they were frightened and hurried away.

But the old man didn't care at all, he just laughed.

In the sky in the distance, three figures came hand in hand, they were the three masters of the Academy of Arts.

They came following the awe-inspiring aura in the Wenqu stele, seeing the magnificent young man and the awe-inspiring sword aura surging into the sky from the young man, all three of them were stunned.

From such a distance, even if he really wrote three thousand poems, he might not be able to attract Haoran at all, but the young man actually possessed the sword energy of Haoran.

Such sword energy pierces through the sky, as if passing through the Wenqu stars in the sky, attracting a mighty river like flowing water!

The three masters all looked at each other, and there was a flicker of surprise in their eyes.

"My son, you must enter the Academy of Arts."

Zhu Huoxi became more and more determined about this idea.

"On that day, he visited Xinlin, watched the years in front of the Wenqu stele, and attracted Haoran, who seemed to transform into the figures of countless sages. Today, he used the sword energy of Haoran to melt into the black bamboo to extradite Haoran..."

"This son is a born sage seed!"

Zhu Huoxi said categorically.

The eyes of the second master Pang Ji flickered, and the third master Wang Banshan smiled happily.

At this moment, the whole of Lin'an was shaken, and all the forces from all sides came here to investigate, and many people even rushed to it directly from the sky.

Li Youan was dressed in plain clothes, smiled lightly and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the waves of the Black Bamboo Sea and the surging sword energy contained in it, with a smile on his lips.

He felt his heart tremble slightly, his whole body suddenly spread with starlight, the famous sword was thousands of Baidu, trembling slightly, bursting out sword energy, like fighting a bull.

In Lin'an Mansion, many temples and Confucianism came across.

Outside Lin'an Mansion, on the first mountain, the old man pinched his fingers and moved his face, on the sixth mountain, the sword box of the sixth mountain owner, Hongchen, trembled endlessly, and then the sword came out from the box, and three thousand swords rose, spreading over the sixth mountain.

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In the depths of Lin'an, there are many palaces and palaces.

The sun is shining, and the glazed golden tiles are shining brightly.

Zhao Xianyou was dressed in brocade clothes, sitting on the glazed tiles, holding a pot of fine wine overflowing with aura in his hand, with a smile hanging on the corner of his lips, he drank it freely, the wine slipped from the corner of his mouth, and dripped into the chest and abdomen, free and easy .

"Spit out a sip of human wine, in exchange for the Haoran Immortal Bamboo Forest."

"Brother An, could it be that you also entered the Heavenly Gate, visited a fairyland and returned to the human world?"

Zhao Xianyou laughed.

Then he raised the jug and pointed it in the direction of the white python with the arrogance of the sword, as if toasting.

In Tianxuan Palace.

There are many Diao Temples, and a luxurious and indescribable figure sits on it, looking out with deep eyes, looking at the awe-inspiring sword energy that penetrates the sky and the earth of Lin'an Mansion, and squints slightly.

"Tong Diao Temple, such a clean and upright spirit permeates the sky and clouds, and even more so that it turns the fake into a vision, such a brilliant literary talent, which is moving. You go and have a look, and in addition, take this painting back for a look."

A faint voice came from the figure above the throne.

An elderly man dressed in black with a feminine temperament bowed slightly: "Here."

The old man walked out step by step, and then disappeared into the bright sunlight outside the gate of Tianxuan Palace.

The man sitting on the precious throne, still looking at the mighty sword energy penetrating into the sky, let out a breath slowly.

"Old Emperor Uncle, Old Emperor... After all, you still gave Qingshan as a gift. The sword energy of this Qingshan can melt into Haoran. It's really miraculous... It's a pity that Qingshan never returned to my Zhao family. It's a pity."

The man sighed lightly, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and slowly closed his eyes.

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In Qin Xiangfu.

The atmosphere was depressing and dreary.

in the library.

Qin Prime Minister Qin Lishi stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the extravagant gold-carved window, looking at the majestic sword aura rising in front of the gate, as well as the densely packed black bamboos containing sword aura that surrounded Qin Xiang's mansion.

Qin Lishi closed his eyes.

The essay on the Northern Expedition in the Chunwei exam question came to his mind again, which made his heart throb.

In front of Qin Lishi's eyes, he seemed to see a young man dressed in white, who swung his sword with disdain, and cut the mountain he had condensed with his power into two halves.

A sword opened the mountain, and the young man walked slowly along the line of the mountain with the sword in hand.

Facing him, he raised his head proudly.

Slowly opening his eyes, Qin Lishi understood that the young man was doing this to gain innocence, and he didn't even need to ask for his innocence, the young man could gain innocence by himself.

Although it was reported by Confucian scholars on the Wenqu Tablet of the Academy of Arts, but Anle directly extradited Haoran from the Wenqu Tablet, who would dare to say that he was cheating?
If he, Qin Lishi, still insists on talking about An Le's cheating, it is tantamount to denying Haoran, who has been inherited by the Academy of Arts for thousands of years. It will provoke the glaring eyes of many great Confucianists from the Academy of Arts in the court.

Even though Qin Lishi is high and powerful, he can't bear such public anger.

The sound of the waves of the bamboo sea outside the Prime Minister's Mansion continued, and every awe-inspiring extradition fell like a slap on his face.

Qin Lishi knew that his youngest son, Qin Qianqiu, was contributing to the flames here, but he didn't stop him, and even acquiesced, so it can be called complicity. The slap at this moment is not innocent at all.

However, he couldn't do it if he was asked to walk out of the prime minister's mansion and bow his head to apologize to the young man.

Suddenly, a figure walked past the window.

Dressed in a blue shirt, his hair was simply tied up with a wooden hairpin, and the handsome man clasped his fists in salute to him.

"Father, the child can go and take the place of his father."

man said.

The man was none other than Qin Lishi's heir born to a maidservant in a moment of improvement, not Qin Hua'an of the direct bloodline.

Qin Lishi didn't pay much attention to the heirs born of this passion at first, but it wasn't until later that Qin Hua'an showed his excellent talent in cultivation that he slowly began to pay attention.

After Qin Hua'an obtained the Little Holy Order by virtue of his own ability, Qin Lishi really paid attention.

This time, Qin Hua'an took the initiative to stand up, and Qin Lishi's heart was complicated.

"No, you are preparing for the imperial examination, don't let it hurt you, let Qianqiu go."

Qin Lishi finally refused.

This time he came forward to represent Qin Xiang, after all, he was still unwilling to let the son born to this maidservant represent himself.

But the explanations and steps were given in the words, which can be regarded as a lot of changes in attitude.

Qin Hua'an, who was in a blue shirt, didn't change much when he heard the words. He seemed to have gotten used to it, so he just cupped his fists and said softly, "Okay."

Then he turned and left, disappearing among the green shades of the Xiangfu garden.

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The leisure pavilion where the flowing water seems to have stopped, no longer flowing.

The spring breeze carried the coldness and blew past, making Qin Qianqiu's body slightly chill.

"How dare he, how dare he do this!"

Qin Qianqiu was holding the chess pieces in his hands, his face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be stagnant in his heart, unable to spit out.

The vision of the bamboo sea outside Qin Xiang's mansion, every black bamboo sword swayed like bloody knives, piercing into his body, bringing out dark red blood.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to completely tarnish An Le's reputation and cut off his heart, but he never thought that this son would take this opportunity to extradite Haoran in front of the Qin Xiangfu to show his will, and instead slapped the Qin Xiangfu in the face .

After this time, the world called Prime Minister Qin, how old-fashioned and dizzy he is to be able to put such a genius who can extradite Haoran in the name of fraud!

This made Qin Qianqiu's heart filled with unexplainable anger, he missed this son again and again, and he was extremely depressed.

Wang Qinhe, who was beside him, stared blankly at the upright sword energy surging outside Qin Xiang's mansion, as well as Haoran who had been extradited, and fell into a daze.

Is this the happiness of today?
An Le, who fought against him before Chunwei, changed a lot. Under this sword aura, Wang Qinhe didn't even have the courage to draw his sword for some reason.

My heart acquiesces in Qin Qianqiu's behavior of pouring dirty water and slandering Anle, like a cloud of dark and foul-smelling sewage, illuminated by this mighty sword energy as bright as a big sun, but it is actually cut off by indifference, which cuts off his mind and makes him angry I didn't even have the courage to draw a knife.

For a while, Wang Qinhe lost interest, he picked up the dragon's spine knife, looked at the gap on the dragon's spine knife, for a long time, heaved a long sigh.

It is impossible for him to catch up with An Le in his life.

Even, he didn't even have the qualifications to stand up to him.

Just when Qin Qianqiu was furious, a figure slowly appeared in the water pavilion.

"My lord, the master asked you to go to the court of the prime minister's mansion, and calm things down."

Seeing this person, Qin Qianqiu held back his anger. This person is a strong confidant beside Qin Xiang, with extremely high cultivation and unfathomable depth.

"it is good."

Qin Qianqiu knew that going on like this would be of no benefit to Qin Xiangfu's face. The longer it dragged on, the more Qin Xiangfu would become a joke.

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In front of Qin Xiangfu.

An Le took a sip of the wine, the wine was almost bottomed out, and he had never used his cultivation to suppress the alcohol, so a little drunk came to his heart, but it made him even more arrogant.

The ink pool at the waist could not help but soar into the sky long ago, turning into a streak of ink-colored sword light, flying across the bamboo sea.

This is the black bamboo in his heart, the bamboo in his chest.

The air of calligraphy and ink keeps gushing out and pouring into the ink pool, causing the ink pool, which is already a half-step fifth-grade sword, to emit a clear sword cry at this moment. burst.

This sword weapon has finally stepped into the ranks of the fifth-rank magic weapon!

Many of the Confucian scholars who watched the Wenqubang had dry mouths, red faces, and shame.

The sharp and majestic sword energy of each black bamboo seems to be swaying, like a sword swiping down, cutting off the scholarly energy in their hearts.

They who once waited for the Literary and Music List of the Academy of Arts were naturally a bit self-satisfied and proud, but now, this self-satisfaction and pride has long been crushed to dust.

The ink pool hangs in front of An Le. An Le stretches out his hand to gently stroke it, glances at the opened door of Qin Xiangfu, and the figure walking out of the door, takes a sip of wine, and chant softly.

"Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned."

A Confucian student who was on the Wenqu list all around was also flushed, ashamed and angry.

Faced with An Le's scolding, there was nothing he could do, and the literati spirit in his heart was completely defeated.

An Le smiled, but stopped talking, just picked up the jug, and drank the last sip of old rice wine in the jug.

Qin Xiangfu, which had been closed for a long time, was finally opened.

Slowly walking out was Qin Qianqiu dressed in fine clothes, staring at An Le who was sitting peacefully on a chair in the sea of ​​black bamboo and bamboo, drinking wildly.

Qin Qianqiu took a deep breath and said: "Mr. An, my father ordered me to tell you that he was negligent in the imperial examination fraud case. You are innocent."

After Qin Qianqiu finished speaking, he ignored it, turned around and wanted to leave.

This sentence is considered a compromise and an explanation given by Prime Minister Qin, but it is only an explanation for the Academy of Arts, not An Le.

However, An Le stood up from the chair and stretched.

Looking at Qin Qianqiu, he sneered.

The mighty white python burst out with sword energy, but with a sudden roar, it turned into an extremely piercing sword light, and slashed towards Qin Qianqiu brazenly.

Qin Qianqiu turned around abruptly, and saw the sword energy coming!
"An Le, you are bold!"

Qin Qianqiu yelled angrily, and the tortoise shell defense magic weapon Vajra Bell on his body reappeared.

However, when Haoran's sword qi slashed down, the vajra bell was useless at all. Qin Qianqiu only felt a chill all over when the sword qi passed through the defense of the vajra bell.

Then there was a black shadow similar to him behind him, howling, twisting, roaring and being cut into two halves, like a filthy imp under the bright sun, shining in the bright sun, disappearing into ashes.

Qin Qianqiu's legs went limp, his liver and gallbladder cracked, and he sat on the ground paralyzed, the dark, vicious thoughts in his heart, and even his soul were chopped off and covered with cracks.

The refined mind fell back to the fetal breath under the slash of this mighty sword energy.

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