Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 96 The mind is open and profound, and the old man of the Taimiao is one of the officials [asking for a monthly ticket]

The sword energy rushed like light, and the heroic energy smashed into the clouds!
A white awning arrogance soaring into the sky, like a beam of light, poured into the misty and dusk clouds, as if it knocked the black clouds that had accumulated the spring rain into the huge hollow vortex.

Invincible momentum, heroic spirit, awe-inspiring sword spirit!
The three energies are intertwined. At this moment, on the Wanghu tower, the young man is full of light, like a peerless angel, holding a sword, wanting to cut off the injustice in his heart.

Every man values ​​loyalty, and he is willing to kill with his hands!

An Le wants to let go of his heart, so he won't have too much hesitation to kill him brazenly. Ever since he rose from the White Jade Causeway and the Yumo Pond, he has been determined to kill.

Qingshan buzzed, low and joyful, although it was difficult to break through the defense of the Vajra Bell because of An Le's cultivation.

But the green hills are not vulgar, echoing Anle's furious mood, as if they have turned into a peerless sharp sword, under the tattered bamboo edge, there is a pride that can cut everything.

This tattered bamboo sword of unknown rank seems to show its sharpness to the whole world. Even if it is a third-rank defensive magic weapon, it is difficult to stop its sharpness!
An Le still felt that it was not safe, so she used a little curiosity in her heroic spirit to bless her own strength and cultivation.

[Heroic Yin] Daoguo is Anle's real trump card, even in the confrontation with Monk Fakong, it has never attracted the slightest.

Because for Anle, the heroic spirit belongs to the external force of fighting across the great realm. Under the heroic spirit, the strength can be greatly increased.

Therefore, An Le didn't use heroic energy easily, but this time, in order to break the defense of the diamond bell, he drew a ray of heroic energy.

There is not much arrogance at all, and a wisp of it weighs a thousand jun.

Under a sliver, the defense of the Vajra Bell, which was supposed to be broken only by practitioners of the seventh realm, was forcibly cut open by An Le at this moment!

Hiding inside, Qin Qianqiu, who didn't think he would be in danger of death, was nailed to the ground with a sword!
The wooden planks on the floor of Wanghu Building groaned under the weight of the load, as if they were about to shatter indistinctly.

An Le's Bending Sword Strength, coupled with his heroic spirit, and the sharpness of the green hills, finally broke through Qin Qianqiu's tortoise shell, and the sound of Zhong Pan's mournful cry rang out all around.

The golden glow of the ancient clock around Qin Qianqiu's body completely dissipated, and the small bell pendant on his chest split in two, and the divine light disappeared.

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding under the King Kong Bell, finally fully showed his figure.

A sword pierced through the chest, bringing up a blooming bright red blood flower.

Bright red blood surged from the floor.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes still had a hint of disbelief, the world seemed to be quiet at this moment, he felt the bamboo sword passing through his chest, as if the vitality and strength were quickly separated from his flesh and blood.

His cultivation could not form any hindrance or resistance in front of An Le.

This handsome young man in white clothes in front of him really wants to kill him, really dares to kill him!
Death was getting closer and closer to him.

In Qin Qianqiu's eyes, fear was like black ink poured into the clear pool water, spreading rapidly, and swallowing the entire clear pool water in an instant.

When he is high above, he can easily dominate the life and death of others and play with the lives of the weak.

However, when he falls into the dust and is close to death, he will also be afraid.

Even more fearful than those weak people who are dominated and played by him!

"Forgive...forgive me..."

Qin Qianqiu was nailed to the ground, and the wooden floor behind him exploded like a Buddha lotus flower. He raised his hands with difficulty, clasped his palms together, and made a pleading gesture.

In the face of death, he is not much nobler than anyone else.

An Le's white clothes swayed in the spring breeze, and a pool of ink hung on his shoulders.

He looked at Qin Qianqiu on the ground indifferently, and said: "Once again, never again, a gentleman repays his grievances directly and obeys my heart."

"Vigorous spirit, heroic spirit, and mighty sword energy, all must be followed, and if you follow suit, you will need to die."

An Le said.

"You killed me...you will face the thunderous wrath of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion! You will also provoke the wrath of the First Prince!"

Qin Qianqiu felt the real murderous intent in the air, couldn't hold back any longer, vomited blood, and tears kept flowing.

He had never felt despair. He was held in the palm of Qin Xiang's hands since he was a child, and he felt the endless glory and wealth. For the first time, he understood... The suffocation brought by despair is really like an abyss.

Why didn't those Wen San officials of Qin Xiangfu come to rescue him?

And those military officers and generals under the First Prince's command, why didn't they come to rescue them?

Qin Qianqiu didn't know it, and he couldn't control so much. After all, he, who was noble, began to beg for mercy in a low voice.

However, An Le has made up his mind, if he doesn't kill Qin Qianqiu today, all his courage will be shaken, difficult to stabilize, and even collapsed. This is definitely not what he wants to see.

Today's incident has become a big deal. With his mental perception, he can clearly perceive many powerful primordial spirits outside the Wanghu Tower. water.

However, these strong men were all blocked by Li You'an and stopped outside the Wanghu Tower.

Obviously, Li Youan was creating favorable conditions for him.

If An Le flinched at this moment, or stopped the sword in his hand because of fear and soft-heartedness, it would not only chill his heart, but also dampen his spirit.

There is also the old man of Taimiao who stood up for him, and Li You'an who blocked many strong men for him.

Isn't it because of their youthful spirit that they shot for him?
For that soaring arrogance? !

Qin Qianqiu's begging for mercy was reflected in An Le's eyes, and outside the Wanghu Tower, there was also a powerful practitioner's soul shaking, calling for An Le to calm down and not to kill him.

However, An Le no longer listened.

The ink pool sank slowly, and the tip of the sword went down, and under the control of the mind, it hung above Qin Qianqiu's head.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes tightened, staring at the sword suspended above his head, a chill and despair completely spread throughout his body.

"No!"

Qin Qianqiu roared.

The ink pool fell, piercing into Qin Qianqiu's eyebrows in an instant, piercing through his head sharply, piercing through the wooden floor of Wanghu Tower.

Qin Qianqiu's roar and vitality were almost cut off in an instant.

The air mechanism in An Le's body was running more and more smoothly at this moment, and the spring breeze that suddenly surged in the Wanghu floor blew up his clothes.

The arrogance poured into the clouds began to dissipate slowly, but the brilliant sword aura seemed to become clearer and purer after being baptized.

The most important thing is that the spirit of the young man is unstoppable at this moment, and he is enlightened.

at the same time.

In front of Anle's eyes, a blue light curtain appeared.

The feedback brought by the Fearless Heart Dao Fruit.

Killing Monk Fakong, who was in the Fifth Realm of Body Forging, naturally brought good feedback. Under Anle's white clothes, the body seemed to emit the sound of gold and iron clashing, and a majestic blood surged in the body , gushing out from the inner alchemy, swimming around the whole body, causing the body to steam with heat.

The perfectly round inner alchemy hangs in the dantian, vaguely, there are ancient monsters and tigers roaring and falling stars, there are fierce and turbulent mountains, magic apes roaring in the empty valley and other visions emerge and merge into the dantian.

The four realms of body forging, martial arts and profound meaning, will come naturally.

Most of the mysteries of martial arts have an inseparable relationship with one's own body training methods. The so-called mysteries are actually the comprehension of the essence of the method. When comprehending the essence, when the blood circulates, mysterious and strange phenomena can burst out.

It is similar to the mirage-like illusion formed when Qi and blood transpiration.

This is the profound meaning of Martial Dao. Although it is an illusion, if it is blessed in the attack during the battle, it can play an unexpected role.

An Lexiu's "Ancient Demon and Five Birds Classic", the martial arts mystery that is naturally comprehended now is the ancient monster and five birds, which integrates the vision of the five birds into the dantian.

At this moment, An Le's body-training cultivation base received the feedback of the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit, and a burst of fresh energy spread all over her body, completely breaking through the barrier, comprehending the profound meaning of martial arts, and stepping into the fourth realm of body-training!
As for the state of refining gods, because he had just condensed his primordial spirit, although the feedback of Qingqi had given him a considerable improvement, it was still far from enough to attack the refining gods.

However, Anle's primordial spirit has grown much stronger under the feedback of Qingqi, sitting on the heart sword embryo, like a real god.

Mind fretting.

Qingshan and Mochi swept up from Qin Qianqiu's body and returned to his side.

The blade of the sword trembled lightly, shaking off the blood stained on it, Anle pinned the two swords to his waist, his hair and white clothes were hunting in the high wind above the tall buildings.

In Wanghu Tower, Wang Qinhe lay down on the ground, staring blankly at Anle who broke the vajra bell without hesitation and killed Qin Qianqiu.

At this moment, a chill welled up in Wang Qinhe's heart. Of course, there was more sadness. Watching his friend die beside him, his mind suffered an extremely strong shock.

He still didn't understand why An Le insisted on killing Qin Qianqiu.

Killing Qin Qianqiu is tantamount to angering Qin Xiang completely. When the time comes, Qin Xiang's anger will be like a landslide. Even though An Le has someone behind him, he will definitely not be able to protect him all the time.

With Qin Xiang's methods, An Le will eventually be killed.

The conflict between the Lin family and Qin Xiangfu was because of the death of the eldest son of Qin Xiangfu. Now, An Le killed Qin Xiang's favorite child.

This enmity is completely unbearable.

Today's An Le is too insignificant in front of Prime Minister Qin. The power of Prime Minister Qin's mansion is too great for An Le to imagine. In the huge Lin'an City, there are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who are all entangled with Prime Minister Qin in terms of power.

In the Academy of Arts and the Temple of Martial Arts, there are all people with Prime Minister Qin.

Perhaps from today onwards, An Le will be unable to move an inch in Lin'an.

No, kill Qin Qianqiu, An Le will not even have a tomorrow...

Lin Fuhua Jie Bing couldn't keep peace.

"Why do you have to kill?" Wang Qinhe asked An Le, who was standing on the lake tower with a sword.

An Le didn't turn her head to look at him, but replied indifferently: "As I told you, it's because of the spirit in my heart."

"It was Qin Qianqiu who wanted to put me to death over and over again. I just responded to him once. The murderer will always kill him. Since he chose to kill me, didn't he think he would pay the price?"

"You said, if I was killed by Qin Qianqiu, would Da Zhao's law punish Qin Qianqiu for me and let him pay for my life? Probably not, because he is a powerful man, and the relationship behind him is complicated. It has a status and identity that ordinary people can hardly imagine and achieve."

"If you kill me, you may encounter some troubles and pay a lot of price, but Qin Qianqiu will not die, Qin Xiang will protect him and protect his life."

"Although they paid a lot of money, for the rich and powerful...it only takes some time to reaccumulate."

"So, do you think it's fair? Can I be fair?"

"So I don't think about the trade-offs of pros and cons, and I don't think about the wind and rain that I will face after killing Qin Qianqiu."

"I just want to have a smooth breath and a clear mind."

After An Le finished speaking, he stopped talking, stepped out, and his body suddenly fell from the lake tower.

When approaching the ground, the mind surged and surrounded the whole body, slowly stopped the falling body, and landed smoothly.

With a sword at his waist, An Le glanced at the minds of strong men floating above the sky, and there was no emotion on his face.

Li Youan sat upright in the void, with a star-studded Thousand Hundred Angers on his lap, looking at the young man's vigorous spirit, his heroic spirit, spirit and awe-inspiring sword spirit seemed to shine brightly like the scorching sun, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hang up a touch of admiration smile.

In his eyes, Qin Qianqiu is nothing at all, so what if he is the heir of Prime Minister Qin?It's just a useless junior who is just waiting to die, relying on his family background to be arrogant.

But Anle is different, Anle's sword fell today, killing Qin Qianqiu, and killing Qin Qianqiu with a mastery of thought, this kind of courage and arrogance made Li Youan also have to be moved.

The character of not bowing his eyebrows and bowing his waist is indeed in line with Qingshan, no wonder he can be favored by Qingshan.

On this day, he, Li You'an, used his sword to stop him, indeed he never wasted his mind.

Yuanshen, who was floating in mid-air, trembled slightly. Qin Qianqiu was dead.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this son broke the vajra bell and killed Qin Qianqiu.

Kill Qin Xiang's favorite son!
At this moment, the whole of Lin'an might feel uneasy.

An Le stood at the bottom of Wanghu Lake, dressed in white, facing the direction of the West Lake, with a face as indifferent as water.

The primordial spirits of Wen Sanguan one after another never receded, staring fiercely at Anle. In their view, it was enough for Anle to kill Monk Fakong to vent his anger, and there was no need to kill Qin Qianqiu at all.

This is not just impulsiveness, but also a kind of reckless recklessness!

Once Qin Qianqiu died, An Le was doomed to have a hard life!
The sky above Qin Xiangfu.

Zhao Huangting, the old man of the Taimiao, burst out laughing, took the bamboo branch and fled away in a flash, leaving only Qin Xiang's mansion that fell into silence because of Qin Qianqiu's death.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion of Qin, the primordial spirits of many powerful staff members trembled, and a gloomy atmosphere permeated the air. Minds were intertwined, and anger was accumulating, like the low and dusk clouds in summer, accumulating thunder and heavy rain!
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Lin Mansion, Qingfeng Garden.

Fourth master Lin was drawing a horse, and what he was describing was An Le's ink drawing of galloping horses. Although the painting was not good-looking or even resembling, there was a long-lost spirit slowly emerging between the brush and ink.

He saw the arrogance bursting out from the Wanghu Tower, rushing into the sky and stirring up Mu Yun.

The corners of the lips are slightly raised, like a long-lost, withered heart. At this moment, bathed in the spring rain, it glows with renewed vitality, green leaves and buds grow, and a new spring is ushered in.

No longer drawing horses, Fourth Master Lin walked to a corner of the house in plain clothes, and took out a hatchet. He sat by the pool, facing a whetstone, and began to sharpen the hatchet.

It's been a long time since I wielded the hatchet. This hatchet may have rusted a little and its sharpness has worn away. He needs to sharpen the hatchet again so that this huge Lin'an can see his Fourth Master Lin's knife again.

The knife of this Yuanmeng consort.

The clear and crunching sound of sharpening the knife resounded throughout the entire Qingfeng Garden, accompanied by a cheerful mood and joyful joy.

Killing Qin Xiang's son is really a joyful thing.

After sharpening the knife, Fourth Master Lin took a look at the wild horse he was describing, a sense of unruliness and wantonness suddenly emerged from his body.

With a big laugh, he took a step forward with the hatchet in hand.

With just one step, he brazenly left the Lin residence.

When the hatchet was swung, there was a majestic saber energy across Lin'an. In the void, there was a sudden roar and the vibration of the soul. After a moment, it returned to tranquility, and then blood sprayed out one after another. The hidden strong men , was hacked to death by Master Lin with a hatchet.

It's like cutting people like firewood in the frontier battlefield, in the long yellow sand.

These are the practitioners who were secretly sent by Prime Minister Qin to monitor the Lin family.

What the old lady endured, the sister-in-law also endured, but... Today, Lin Silang can't bear it anymore.

Coincidentally, there was also a gust of wind, to support the young man who only wanted a breath of heart!
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Inside the imperial study.

Qin Xiang was wearing an official robe, sitting on a chair, and was playing chess with the majestic and noble existence on the opposite side.

Sandalwood is faint, only the sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard resounds from time to time.

Qin Xiangzi put all his heart and soul into the game against the Holy Majesty. He knew that the reason why he was called to the palace today was undoubtedly because of the scandal of Chunwei's fraud that caused a lot of noise last time.

For that matter, he, Qin Lishi, had an inescapable responsibility. The emperor wanted him to enter the palace to beat and beat. will happen.

Qin Lishi's attitude is very low. He has different attitudes and coping methods when facing different people.

"Your Majesty, the list of first- and second-ranked Jinshi in the Chunwei Imperial Examination has been concluded, and the ten first-ranked Jinshi who participated in the pre-temple examination have all been settled, and they can be released today." Qin Xiang smiled softly.

Perhaps because of the fraud case, the actions of the Ministry of Rites were much cleaner.

"Qin Xiang released the question in this Chunwei examination question, about the Northern Expedition or not? Can you pick out the answer you like?"

The emperor nodded slightly, then held his piece lightly, looked at the chess game that had already come to an end, and asked some questions.

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "The old minister has never advocated the Jiangbei Expedition, not to mention that the war broke out, and it was a waste of people and money, but just said that once the war broke out, the Xiliang Kingdom and Dali Kingdom, which were eyeing tigers, would not sit idly by. Of."

"The two fathers and sons in Xiliang who used martial arts to become demons, the mysterious meaning of martial arts raged like a demon in the sky, infecting the whole country, turning everyone in Xiliang into soldiers. They dare not take the initiative to attack Yuanmeng, but once our Great Zhao and Yuanmeng Let's go to war, the crazy father and son will definitely dare to bring an army to attack Da Zhao."

"There is also the kingdom of Dali, that magnificent national teacher, who can open the sky with one finger, and can enter the world with the power of the stars in the sky, and borrow the power of the gods behind the gate of heaven. It can't be maintained for too long. Da Zhao and When Yuanmeng is at war, this national teacher will definitely send troops to Dazhao, and strive to expand the scope of Dali Kingdom's sky, which can be increased by the power of the stars."

"The two are like tigers, and I am Zhao. It is unreasonable to send troops."

"Maintaining the current prosperity and living and working in peace and contentment is very good."

Qin Xiang said with a low eyebrow, expressing his thoughts and theories very clearly.

As for whether this is the case, it is unknown, but in front of the emperor, he wanted to reveal that everything he said was from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, outside the imperial study, a Diao Si hurried in.

After taking a look at Qin Xiang, he walked to the side of the emperor.

Qin Xiang was talking with the emperor in the imperial study, so naturally he didn't dare to release his mind to observe the external situation casually.

But what Diao Si said next made Prime Minister Qin's face tremble, and he couldn't hold the chess pieces firmly.

"Your Majesty, Mr. An, who wrote a collection of poems, killed Qin Qianqiu, the young son of Prime Minister Qin, on the Wanghu Tower."

Diao Si's words struck Qin Lishi's ears like thunder, and the buzzing sound shook his soul and consciousness.

He, his son died again?
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Cao Fu, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, came with a thief-catching knife on his shoulders, with an extremely solemn expression on his face.

When he learned that Anle was facing the demon-subduing monk Fakong who had entered the city by the West Lake, his mind was still calm. This was a normal challenge.

When An Le killed Monk Fakong, the demon subduing master, Cao Fu didn't care. He challenged the dead because Monk Fakong was inferior to others. Xiao Shengling's Anle, killing his opponent during the challenge is not a big deal.

However, when Anle Yujian ascended into the sky, trying to kill Qin Qianqiu with his youthful spirit and heroic spirit, Cao Fu trembled and could no longer calm down.

It's a pity that when he arrived, what Cao Fu saw was a clean boy in white who jumped down from the Lake Watching Tower.

An Le looked at Cao Fu and nodded slightly.

Cao Fu's expression was very complicated at the moment, as the young minister of Dali Temple, he committed the murder of Qin Qianqiu in Anle, and he violated the laws of Da Zhao, so he should be captured and detained.

Under Cao Fu's instigation, several officers and soldiers from Dali Temple, wearing official uniforms, rushed up to the Wanghu Tower, and soon confirmed the news of Qin Qianqiu's death.

Cao Fu looked at the heroic and smooth young man, for a moment, his expression was complicated, he didn't know what to say.

Killing two people in one day, killing Monk Fakong is not a big deal, but killing Qin Qianqiu... that thing can't be good, Qin Qianqiu is Qin Xiang's favorite heir, this death... how can Qin Xiang not be furious!

After An Le was over, there was absolutely no way to escape now, and he would definitely fall into the prison. With Prime Minister Qin's power and methods, the Lin family could not protect An Le in the prison at all.

A high-spirited young man who gathered invincible power and wanted to walk the path of being a legendary number one scholar... I am afraid that he will perish right away, and his series of fame in Lin'an will also come to an abrupt end.

"Everyone An...you...you shouldn't...ah."

Cao Fu felt helpless, even though he admired An Le very much, but this time... An Le was really doomed.

on the sky.

The minds of many essay officials sank, and the sound of angry shouts and reprimands exploded beside the Wanghu Tower.

"Cao Shaoqing, this son ignored the laws of Great Zhao and killed the son of Prime Minister Qin, what are you still doing? This is a felony, put him in shackles, and escort him to the Dali Temple prison!"

A proselyte official of the fourth grade was serving as a doctor, and Yuanshen spoke sharply.

Immediately, one voice after another fell.

Officials from the forces behind Qin Qianqiu appeared one after another, with continuous breath, like a mountain pressing down.

Even, a huge and magnificent momentum surged, and Cao Fu only felt a familiar figure appear behind him.

Dali Temple Minister!
The incomparably stern Dali Siqing didn't say much, his eyes fell on Anle, and the powerful primordial power was released, with a flick of his fingers.

There will be a blue light surge, and there will be shackles on the body of peace.

but.

As soon as the shackles hit An Le's body, a bamboo stick suddenly fell, piercing the shackles, and with a bang, the shackles that had just been added to An Le's body fell to the ground with a bang.

An old man with white hair and eyebrows in plain clothes floated beside An Le.

The old man was thin and emaciated, standing alone behind An Le, but he overwhelmed the oppression of the mountains formed by the Yuanshen of many powerful officials behind Qin Qianqiu.

It made many officials feel silent.

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