Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

Two precious books with bright yellow covers fell into Anle's hands.

"The Five Animals Body-building Exercise is considered a high-level method in the Lin Mansion. After all, you are not a member of the Lin Mansion, so I cannot give you the core body-building book of the Lin Mansion, but it is enough. At least in the first five stages of body-building, it will not be too different from the top methods. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can choose a higher method to replace it."

Mrs. Hua drank tea and said calmly: "As for the Sword Waterfall Diagram, it is a top-level mental method in the refining of the spirit. It is my personal gift to you. If you have any doubts when you practice, you can ask me. When I was young, I also practiced the Sword Waterfall Diagram. Although I have changed my mental method now, I still have some experience."

"Of course, if you don't have a great opportunity in this life, the Sword Waterfall Diagram will be enough for you to temper your mind."

Mrs. Hua introduced the next two books to Anle.

Whether it is the Five Animals Body-building Exercise or the Sword Waterfall Diagram, they are not books that ordinary forces in the outside world can get. It can be said that Anle got a great opportunity during this trip to the Lin Mansion!

The Sword Waterfall Painting is a mental method that Madam Hua practiced when she was young, so it is naturally extraordinary.

Anle was overjoyed and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Okay, you look through the classics in the waterside hall first. I will present your painting to the old lady. Whether you can stay in the Lin Mansion depends on the old lady's opinion."

Madam Hua stood up and did not continue to chat with Anle.

Anle also stood up and bowed. Knowing that the painting was to be shown to the old lady, he was still a little nervous and uneasy.

If he could stay in the Lin Mansion, it would be a great opportunity for Anle.

There are many practitioners in the Lin Mansion. Anle can feel refreshed every day when he walks around the Lin Mansion.

If the painting is not selected, although Madam Hua said that she can come to ask her about the mental method, but without the identity, Anle would feel embarrassed to run to the Lin Mansion every day.

"Ninth sister, Zhuifeng, you can accompany Mr. An for a while. I will go to Tianbo Tower to see the old lady."

Madam Hua said.

Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin nodded.

Madam Hua rolled up the sketch drawn by Anle and walked towards the Eight Treasures Double-Eaves Water-Dripping Tianbo Tower with curling smoke.

"Mr. An, if you finish drawing for the young masters, can you also draw one for me and my ninth sister?"

"We really like your paintings." Lin Zhuifeng grinned.

Perhaps it was because Anle was recognized by Madam Hua that Lin Zhuifeng's attitude became more familiar and friendly.

"Of course you can." Anle smiled and agreed. He was able to come to the Lin Mansion and get this opportunity, but it was all Lin Qingyin's discerning eyes. Naturally, he would not refuse, and there was no reason to refuse.

"Thank you, Mr. An, Okay, Zhuifeng, we will not disturb Mr. An from reading the classics." The ninth sister Lin Qingyin smiled.

Then, she pulled Lin Zhuifeng out of the main hall, strolled by the big pond, took some steamed bun crumbs, and teased the ornamental fish in the pond.

Anle retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and then exhaled to calm his excitement.

He thought for a moment, put the "Five Animals Body Building Exercise" aside, took the "Sword Waterfall Picture" and slowly opened it.

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The Eight Treasures Double-Eaves Dripping Water Tianbo Tower.

Inside the tower, the sandalwood was lingering, and the smoke of burning incense diffused from the carved wooden windows.

After Madam Hua went up to the tower, she held the scroll and knelt quietly on the futon, silently waiting for the old man in the house to chant the scriptures.

Perhaps sensing Madam Hua's arrival, the chanting of the scriptures slowly slowed down.

"Jie Bing, have you chosen the painter?"

An old voice came from the house.

Madam Hua slowly raised her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, looking into the house, and behind the screen painted with ink mountains and rivers, there was an old, hunched-backed old man turning his head and looking at her.

Even through the screen, Madam Hua could feel the heavy and deep gaze.

"Old lady, it's chosen. This is the painter's work. Please take a look."

Madam Hua said softly.

The sketch of Anle controlled by the soul floated towards the house.

After the sketch fell into the screen, the old man took the painting and slowly unfolded it.

The figure of the old man reflected on the screen froze slightly.

After a long time, a sigh came: "This painter... can paint so vividly, capturing this charm, as if you and Dalang's farewell in person..."

"This painter is very special."

"Jie Bing, don't choose, let him."

The old man's voice was gentle.

Madam Hua pursed her red lips when she heard it: "Thank you, old lady."

The scroll floated out of the house and fell into Hua Jie Bing's hands. Hua Jie Bing stood up, bowed slightly, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Jie Bing."

Suddenly, behind the screen in the house, the old man spoke again.

Madam Hua stopped and looked back in confusion: "What do you want?"

The old man in the house seemed to be silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"This time, the emperor selected two gifts for the palace examination, among which... Dalang's golden blade 'Ding Fengbo' is one of them." The old man finished speaking. Madam Hua's delicate body trembled violently. After a long time, Madam Hua bowed and said, "I know... I will hold back." After the words were written, Madam Hua left Tianbo Tower. After a long time, a sigh came from behind the screen again. "Alas, I am really old..." ... ... ... ... What caught his eye was the complicated preface, and Anle read it silently. "The ancient sages observed it from the sky, examined it from numbers, verified it from Yi, deduced it from measure, took it from themselves, proved it from things, exhausted their principles, and established them as a group, and used the law to teach people..."

After reading the preface, I continued to read, and what I saw was the content of the sword waterfall picture, with pictures and text.

In the first picture, there is a sword drawn. There are lines on the sword, and the lines are intertwined. Anle just glanced at it and felt that the sword seemed to come alive. His temples were slightly agitated, and there was a feeling like needles spreading from his mind. Although it doesn't hurt, it is uncomfortable.

An looked at the picture for a moment and couldn't help but look away, breathing slightly.

"The sword waterfall picture, the first picture only has a sword, how can it become a waterfall? How sharp should a sword be to form a waterfall? How can one's mind bear it? Isn't it full of holes cut by this sword waterfall?"

Anle let out a breath and closed her eyes to relax for a while.

Then he opened his eyes and turned the page hastily. Sure enough, there were more and more sword pictures in the subsequent pictures. In the end, there seemed to be thousands of swords hanging on one picture, like waterfalls falling from the sky!

It was so terrible, almost like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

However, if a person's mind can withstand the impact of such a waterfall of swords, how powerful would it be?

Thinking of this, Anle felt a little hot in his heart.

The first stage of refining the spirit is to enter concentration.

It is also introduced in the Sword Waterfall Picture. When you observe the picture and become absorbed in concentration, ignore the interference of external objects and feel the image of lightness and tranquility, then there will be an illusion that the body will become bigger and bigger, until it fills the world of heaven and earth.

When this phenomenon subsides and your whole mind becomes clear, you have entered concentration.

The way to enter concentration in the Sword Waterfall Picture is to look at the Sword Waterfall Picture, cut off the five troublesome branches, and then feel light and peaceful, entering into concentration.

Of course, Anle couldn't do it now. The tingling feeling in his heart after looking at the picture made it impossible for him to calm down.

However, Anle did not give up. He turned back to the first page and continued to observe the sword diagram.

The waterside pavilion is quiet and quiet, with a gentle spring breeze. The young man is sitting on a sandalwood chair, holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand, like a sculpture.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

An Optical Sword Figure persists for longer and longer.

He even felt like he was about to enter a state of trance.

"Cultivation Genius Dao Fruit...does it also have the blessing of the Sword Dancer Dao Fruit?"

Anle has a clear understanding in his heart.

The Taoist Fruit of Time [Sword Dancer], anything related to swords can be blessed by understanding, and the Sword Waterfall Picture is naturally related to swords.

[Practice Genius] Tao and fruit increase during practice. The two support each other, creating a situation where Anle is quickly approaching samadhi.

However, Anle is not satisfied.

That feeling of being stuck in concentration but unable to enter concentration is very uncomfortable.

In this case, his mind moved.

A screen of light appeared dimly in front of my eyes.

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[Name: Anle]

[Year Qi: 3 wisps]

[The Fruit of Time: Cultivation Genius (0/10), Sword Dancer (0/10)]

[Mastering the skills: "The Technique of Entraining Qi and Breathing in and Out" (1 thread), "Sword Waterfall Picture" (0 threads)]

[Skill Mastery: "Zhao Zu Chang Fist (Remnant) (1 wisp)"

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There are still three strands of age energy. Previously, a trace of golden age energy was extracted with difficulty from Mrs. Hua. After that, Anle can no longer continue to absorb the age energy, even if she changes the partner.

Anle guessed that it had something to do with Mrs. Hua's too strong cultivation.

But it's not a big problem, and that's not what Anle cares about now.

He now plans to use the energy of time, but he doesn't know which one to choose.

Blessed to "Sword Waterfall Picture"? However, the blessing of time energy only made Anle familiar with the operation of "Sword Waterfall Picture" faster.

Anle's current problem is not that he can't operate. With the blessing of two years of Dao Fruit, he has mastered the first picture of the Sword Waterfall Diagram. The problem is that he is currently stuck at the bottleneck of entering concentration.

Therefore, Anle decided to add all three rays of time energy to the Dao Fruit [Practice Genius]. What he lacks now is a little bit of understanding!

One strand, two strands, three strands!

【Practice Genius (3/10)】

The gray years are burning, and the scenes flash by quickly. There are scenes of Huang Captou practicing his sword in the rain, and there are scenes of Lin Zhui playing with sticks in the wind and snow. They are all moments when they have mastered martial arts and are full of a sense of accomplishment.

And every time the energy of time burns, Anle feels that his whole person has been transformed in a subtle way.

He was stuck at the bottleneck of meditation, but he easily broke through the shackles, and a sign of tranquility emerged.

In his mind, he seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, so big that even the sky and the universe couldn't hide him!

There was a moment of silence.

In the waterside pavilion, the young man breathed long and thin.

The first sword picture of the Sword Waterfall Picture becomes clearer and clearer before my eyes.

In An Le's mind, the thoughts were floating and falling, as if they turned into a flash of sword light, cutting off Qing An's vision and traveling between heaven and earth.

Tianbo is downstairs.

Mrs. Hua, who was painting, had just walked out of the door. She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked across the large pond towards the waterside pavilion.

Then you can see that the young man seems to be killing Qing'an Xiang with a sword...

One thought enters concentration.

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