I started practicing enlightenment at the age of eighteen, but my talent can be said to be very poor.

Giving a top-notch god-refining method like "Sword Waterfall Picture" to Anle would actually be a waste of resources, because Anle might not even be able to cultivate the third picture.

However, Mrs. Hua was wrong.

As soon as he walked out of Tianbo Tower, he felt the unquiet breeze in the air. The young man was sitting in the main hall of the water pavilion, with his eyes closed, his breath was long and quiet.

With Mrs. Hua's spiritual cultivation, she can naturally see that Anle has entered samadhi!

The first stage of refining the gods, entering concentration...

How can peace be mastered so quickly?

How long has it been since Mrs. Hua came to Tianbo Tower and met with the old lady and chatted briefly until now? In just three moments, the young man has entered samadhi?

This kind of talent... is definitely impressive!

Even when she first entered samadhi, it took her two moments.

"This young man... is actually so talented in refining gods? A late bloomer?"

Mrs. Hua's eyes sparkled, and a little curiosity and love for talent arose in her heart.

"Unfortunately, it was too late to start. If it had been earlier... maybe we could have pinned our hopes on this young man to compete for the title of leader in the examination in front of the palace and win back his husband's "steady influence."

The Holy Emperor used the calming of the storm as a ceremony for the examination in front of the palace, which revealed some hidden sacred meaning to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

This calming storm was clearly prepared for the Lin Mansion, and if the Lin Mansion wants to obtain the calming wind, it will definitely not be able to stay on its own, and it will no longer be able to maintain neutrality, unless... someone who is also neutral can appear and become a blockbuster in the test in front of the palace.

of stunning characters.

But such a person... is so hard to find.

Madam Hua did not place her trust in finding such a person. She promised the old lady that she would endure it, but if she couldn't bear it, then she wouldn't be able to endure it anymore. The worst... she would go back to accompany her master and never set foot in the world of mortals again in this life.

Mrs. Hua sighed softly.

Entering samadhi at three moments is considered an outstanding talent in the field of refining gods. "Sword Waterfall Picture" was passed down to Anle, but it is not buried.

Of course, entering samadhi is just the beginning, and the subsequent realms of fetal breath, transcendence, and spirituality will be difficult every step of the way.

Mrs. Hua gathered her thoughts and returned to the main hall of the waterside pavilion.

Anle withdrew from trance, and he felt that the world seemed to have become clearer, and there seemed to be a force in his body that was ready to move.

"That is the power of the mind. Mr. An has just entered trance, and the power of the mind is still weak. From now on, he will meditate diligently every day and refine the mind. In the future, he will be able to control the power of the mind and perform strange methods."

Mrs. Hua said softly.

Entered into samadhi?

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng were surprised. They just fed the fish for a while, and An Le was able to enter samadhi?

With such a talent, why couldn't he complete his spiritual enlightenment before?

"Mr. An, have you been playing before? Why can't you be enlightened when you have entered samadhi at three moments?" Lin Zhuifeng spoke frankly and looked at Anle strangely.

An Le was speechless for a moment, and then said seriously: "Miss Zhui Feng, who would take enlightenment as a joke? You should practice as early as possible. If you get into practice early, the benefits will naturally be even greater."

"Could it be that I started late on purpose, for what purpose?"

Lin Zhuifeng heard this and felt it made sense.

After all, no one would delay themselves foolishly. In other words, this handsome painter really has an excellent talent in refining gods, but it is a pity that he started too late, lagging far behind others, and his achievements are limited.

Lin Zhuifeng sighed. Looking at the young man's handsome face, he just felt pitiful. It's fate. How could such a good-looking person not have good luck?

Lin Qingyin also noticed it and felt a little sorry.

"It doesn't matter. Mr. An won the national examination at the age of eighteen. He is even more talented in reading. In the future, he can also go to the temple and worry about the world. This life will not be mediocre."

Lin Qingyin said softly.

An Le smiled when he heard this and clasped his fists towards Lin Qingyin: "Thank you, Miss Ninth, for your blessing."

Lin Qingyin covered her mouth with a smile and nodded quietly.

Zhui Feng and Jiu Mei can be said to be two extremes, one is carefree and the other is quiet and elegant.

"Okay, Mr. An is indeed talented in refining the gods. If you have any questions about the "Sword Waterfall Picture" in the future, you can come to me." Mrs. Hua said, starting to love talents.

"Xiaosheng thanked Mrs. Hua." Hearing this, Anle immediately became happy.

Mrs. Hua's words made him understand that the old lady must have recognized his paintings and agreed to let him stay in the Lin Mansion to paint for the young masters.

"The old lady admires your paintings very much and agrees that you stay. Mr. An, let's talk to you about labor costs. In the future, I will make paintings for you. The cost of each painting is ten Yuanling Tongbao. How about it?"

Mrs. Flower asked.

When Anle heard this, her heart was shaken and she almost couldn't control her expression.

One yuanlingtongbao can be exchanged for ten taels of gold and is worth three hundred taels of silver!

In other words, a painting is worth three thousand taels of silver?!

The wealthy Lin family!

"Every time I paint for young masters, the quality should not be much worse than this one. This is the ugly thing I said before. Ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao is not so easy to get." Mrs. Hua said lightly.

An Le clasped his fists and solemnly said: "An Le should do his best. If the level is not as good as this trial painting, no money will be taken."

Mrs. Hua's expression softened and she ordered the maid next to her to get a money bag: "First give me ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao as a deposit. Mr. An can come to the Lin Mansion tomorrow to paint."

Hearing this, Anle looked happy and took the money bag. The clear sound of the Tongbao colliding in it could be heard.

"Thank you, madam." Anle thanked her sincerely. He didn't have much money, so he had to earn money for his house in cash. Now that he had these ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao, he could solve his temporary trouble.

Mrs. Hua sat on the chair, drank some tea, and nodded slightly: "Zhui Feng, please see Mr. An off."

"Okay." Lin Zhuifeng grinned.

Then he and Anle crossed the small white jade bridge, strolled by the pond, and headed outside the mansion.

Lin Qingyin stood silently for a moment, then suddenly looked at Madam Hua: "Madam, Ninth Sister would like to ask Mr. An for advice on this sketching technique."

Mrs. Hua was startled, glanced at Jiumei, and said dotingly: "Learn as much as you want. Ask Mr. An."

After Lin Qingyin bowed down, she also took quick little steps to chase An Le and Lin Zhuifeng away.

Tianbo Waterside Pavilion regained its tranquility.

Mrs. Hua slowly unfolded the sketch scroll and looked at herself in the painting, her eyes filled with sadness that was synchronized with the person in the painting.

"Husband, your sword...even if my body is shattered into pieces, I must try my best to get it back."

"My husband's sword is Angelica at Tianbo Tower."

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Outside Lin Mansion.

Anle cupped her fists towards Lin Zhuifeng to say goodbye. Girl Zhuifeng had a fire stick on her waist and waved her hand.

"Mr. An, there is no need to be polite. From now on, we are our own people. Please bear with me. If you don't understand anything about the "Five Animals Exercise", you can ask me. I have learned it for some time before.

day."

Lin Zhuifeng smiled boldly.

When An Le heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "There will be a lot of trouble from now on. I hope Miss Zhui Feng doesn't find it annoying."

"No, no, you are so handsome, I won't find it annoying." Lin Zhuifeng spoke very directly.

Is this the directness of Yan Gou?

"Then I'll take my leave first."

An Le said, then turned around and wanted to leave.

However, a voice came from behind: "Mr. An, please stay."

An Le was stunned for a moment, looked back in confusion, and saw Lin Qingyin running out.

"What's wrong with Miss Ninth?" Anle asked in confusion.

"Mr. An, Jiumei is very interested in your sketching technique. Can Jiumei ask you for advice? Learn this sketching technique?"

Lin Qingyin asked.

Anle thought something was wrong. It turned out that he wanted to learn sketching, so of course there was no problem.

The sketchbook is the basis of painting, and it is not troublesome to teach.

There was a smile in her eyes: "Since Miss Ninth wants to learn, then An will naturally teach her seriously. Miss Ninth, Miss Zhuifeng, see you tomorrow."

After finishing his words, An Le turned around and left gracefully.

"Master An just agreed?" Lin Qingyin looked at An Le's leaving figure and was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect An Le to agree so happily.

"Jiu Mei, if you want to learn painting, you're not coveting Mr. An's beauty, are you?"

Lin Zhuifeng also became interested, holding Jiumei's slender arm, muttering in a low voice, and quickly changed his words before Jiumei's pretty face turned red with anger.

"This sketch is quite interesting. It looks just like the real thing. Otherwise, I would join in the fun tomorrow and learn together."

"Lin Zhuifeng! If you tease me again, I will tell my second uncle that I feel better with you! As for learning painting, you are also interested in martial arts. If you can persist in poetry, calligraphy and painting for an hour, it will be considered good."

The girls whispered to each other, talking to each other, and returned to the house talking and laughing.

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The Lin Mansion is located deep in the long street, close to the imperial city. There are few people in this place, and those who pass by are all dignitaries and the like.

The stone monument and jade square in front of the Lin Mansion is a symbol of the Lin Mansion's status. Officials passing by have to dismount, which makes fewer and fewer officials pass by the Lin Mansion.

Anle left the Lin Mansion and stepped on the bluestone road, feeling quite good.

On the road to spiritual practice, Madam Hua lit a green lantern for him, and even gave him two classic books, "Five Birds Strengthening Technique" and "Sword Waterfall Picture". This harvest can be said to be beyond imagination.

Moreover, in addition to this, he also obtained the qualification to paint for Young Master Lin, which meant he had a stable and high-income job.

At least, during the period of preparing for the exam in Lin'an Prefecture, there is no need to worry about money.

He can devote himself wholeheartedly to reading and practicing.

An Le walked happily towards the lively street.

There was a luxurious carriage parked on the roadside. The horse pulling the carriage had shiny brown hair, a broad back, and extremely obvious muscle lines. It was a valuable horse.

Anle glanced at it and admired the elegance of the horse. Suddenly, Anle looked at the carriage.

In the carriage window of the carriage, which is decorated with carved animals, an elegant man holds his palm against the silk sunshade curtain and looks at Anle.

Facing An Le's gaze, the man smiled softly, let go of his hand, and the curtain dropped, breaking his line of sight.

Anle looked away and exhaled, feeling extremely regretful.

Because, in his eyes, this elegant man had at least twenty or thirty strands of age energy in his body. Although it was less than Mrs. Buhua, it was more than that of Miss Zhuifeng and Fairy Yunrou.

It's a pity that his ability to absorb the energy of time has been exhausted on Mrs. Hua. At this moment, there is no movement. It will take a whole night to recover, otherwise the happiness will definitely be lost!

Sighing, Anle no longer lingered, and Qingyi's figure gradually blurred at the end of the long street, blending into the growing crowd.

Inside the carriage.

The elegant man, dressed in splendid clothes, lazily leaned against the carriage wall, with a sandalwood table in front of him and two cups of hot tea on the table.

"What a handsome young man, this young man's eyes... are so weird and interesting." The man picked up a cup, shook it gently, and seemed to murmur.

Then, the man stopped his movements, glanced at the figure sitting opposite, and spoke lightly.

"Master Liu Qingyan, drink tea."


Chapter completed!