The years pass by, the seasons flow by, and the Tao and fruit shed themselves!

Cultivation of the Tao and Fruit of Genius will transform you into an eternal talent!

Anle opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in his heart. He had received a lot of blessings from practicing genius Daoguo, which allowed him to quickly comprehend the "Sword Waterfall Picture" and enter samadhi after observing the sword picture within three seconds.

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It can be said that practicing the Taoist Fruit of Genius has enhanced his talent. Now his transformation must be for the better. With ten strands of time energy, he has transformed into an [Eternal Talent].

As the name suggests, it can be said that a genius only emerges once every thousand years!

Such a talent is absolutely extraordinary!

If [Practice Genius] can allow him to reach the fifth realm on the road of cultivation, then [Eternal Talent] may be enough to allow him to easily break through the barriers of the Five Realms.

Madam Hua told him that on the road to cultivation, although crossing each level is very difficult, stepping from the fifth level to the sixth level is the most difficult step.

Geniuses like Luo Qingchen, who came out of Qingzhou with soaring arrogance and were once seen in a century, have been wasting more than ten years in the fifth realm. Although there is the factor of being dusty in the Taoist heart, it is enough to show how difficult it is.

Although he was in the martial arts hall, An Le was overjoyed. With a thought, the light curtain jumped out.

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[Name: Anle]

[Year Qi: 3 wisps]

[The Fruit of Time: Eternal Talent (0/2 strands of Golden Years Qi, 0/100 strands), Sword Dancer (0/10 strands), Fearless Heart]

[Mastering the skills: "Sword Waterfall Picture" (0 strands), "Inducing Qi and Breathing and Inhaling Technique" (1 strand)]

[Skills mastered: "Five Birds Strengthening Technique" (0 threads), "Zhao Zu Changquan (Remnant)" (1 thread)]

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Above the light curtain, the columns of years and years of Taoism and Fruits changed, and the [Eternal Talents] were clearly listed.

But what made Anle's eyes narrow slightly was that compared to the conditions for the transformation of geniuses, the conditions for the transformation of eternal talents are more stringent.

"The Golden Years Qi can condense the Years Dao Fruit. Two strands of Golden Years Qi are needed in the transformation conditions. Does this mean that two Years Dao Fruits need to be provided?"

"Besides that, a hundred rays of gray age energy are needed..."

Anle murmured, feeling the difficulty.

However, it is also within common sense. It is not that easy to become stronger. He Anle has the light curtain in hand and can become stronger in a visible way. It is already a blessing.

The condition for the transformation of the eternal talent and Taoist fruit is that he needs to spend more time to collect the energy of time and observe the past prosperous years of the world's strong men. It is difficult to say, but it is not difficult at all.

Two strands of golden age energy can transform and bless Tao fruits that have little demand or are homogeneous.

Anle recently extracted the energy of time, but also discovered some tricks.

A strong person is more likely to have the golden age energy coming out of him.

For example, it took him three times to extract the Golden Age Qi from Fairy Yunrou, but it only took one time to extract it from Madam Hua and Luo Qingchen.

Of course, the inference of this little trick is not completely accurate. Just like this time, Anle was in Fourth Master Lin, but he did not extract the Golden Years Qi.

There is still an element of luck involved.

But the transformation of Tao and Fruit will undoubtedly make Anle quite excited and happy.

He opened his eyes and looked at the young masters of the Lin Mansion. He felt that the shirtless young men were all very handsome.

"Mr. An, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Qingyin was observing Anle and found that Anle suddenly closed her eyes, thinking that she was feeling unwell.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Qingyin. I'm fine. Now let's start painting for the young master. I wonder which young master will come first?"

Anle asked with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhuifeng took off the fire stick from his waist and walked into the martial arts hall.

"Everyone, the old lady has hired a painter to paint for you. This painter is very skilled. Who among you will come first?"

Lin Zhuifeng grinned.

The sound lingered in the hall, and was soon drowned in the shouts of "hum hum ha ha he" from many young masters, and no one paid attention to it.

However, Lin Zhuifeng was not annoyed at all. Instead, the fire stick in his hand began to spin around his wrist like a windmill.

"Since you don't answer, let's talk based on our strength. If you can beat the one who burns the fire stick in my hand, you can move to the back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire stick in Lin Zhuifeng's hand suddenly stretched and became stronger, and a majestic energy and blood burst out like a real flame, creating a brilliant heat wave!

He hit one of the young masters and hit him.

After a while.

The young man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was about to cry when Lin Zhuifeng pulled him to An Le.

"Mr. An, this is the eighth son Lin Ye, the legitimate son of the seventh master. He is very happy to be the first son to be painted."

The fire stick was pinned back to Lin Zhuifeng's waist, grinning with big white teeth.

Can you tell from that eye that he is happy?

Anle's lips twitched, looking at the grieving Eighth Young Master, he didn't know how to answer.

The Eighth Young Master looked at Anle and begged: "Sir, please make my painting look better. These black and blue swellings... need to go away."

"Don't worry, Eighth Young Master, I'm well-educated in the field of photo retouching and am a professional."

Anle smiled.

Afterwards, Lin Qingyin presented all the painting tools that Lin Qingyin had prepared.

As for the Eighth Young Master, he was sitting on the small bench prepared by Lin Zhuifeng with a bruised nose and face. There was originally an imperial chair, but Lin Zhuifeng expressed his attitude that only those who voluntarily come to be painted can be made into the imperial chair. Those who were escorted by her could only

Sit on a small bench.

Anle grabbed the charcoal stick, sharpened it with a dagger, spread the thick paper on the wooden frame, and made a rustling sound when the pen fell.

In the martial arts hall, the energy and blood are turbulent, and the blood is rising to the sky.

Outside, the spring rain made the tiles fall like brittle beads.

The young man took the pen and with a slight rustling sound, he began to draw his first painting after joining the Lin family.

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In the evening, the spring rain gradually stopped, the dusk clouds dispersed, and the red glow splashed into the world.

The air is thin and cool, and the wind blowing brings a refreshing and refreshing feeling.

Anle put away the oil-paper umbrella and left the Lin Mansion in Tsing Yi, happily bid farewell by Lin Zhuifeng, Lin Qingyin and Lin Ye, the eighth young master with a bruised nose and swollen face.

The Eighth Young Master Lin Ye was very happy. He thought that after being beaten by Lin Zhuifeng, the painter might not be able to draw him handsome and handsome. But he never thought that Anle actually captured the handsomeness of Lin Ye. Not only did the painting look realistic, but also

How handsome!

It didn't take long for forestry to go from being reluctant at the beginning to becoming really fragrant later on.

While Anle was painting, Lin Qingyin was also studying by the side. Anle also taught some sketching techniques, such as pen-holding posture, light and dark control, explanation of line techniques, etc.

While teaching, I was painting with great care, so today I only painted the Eight Young Masters.

But there was still plenty of time, and Anle had never asked Anle to finish painting every young master in one day. What was more important was quality.

"Mr. An, this is your writing fee for today, ten Yuan Ling Tong Bao."

A maid in brocade clothes came running over, smiled and took out an embroidered money bag for An Le.

This is Mrs. Hua's personal maid Xixiang, a sister with a broad mind.

"Thank you Miss Xixiang. I would like to thank Madam Hua on Anle's behalf." Anle took the money bag and bowed with a smile.

Xixiang looked at Anle's handsome and polite appearance and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. After looking at it for a few more times, she turned around and returned to the Lin Mansion.

Accompanied by the sunset, Anle held an umbrella in one hand while walking on the bluestone road of Jing Street.

The Dao Fruit transformed, and I earned ten more Yuan Ling Tong Bao. I was bathing in the breeze after the rain, and felt very happy and happy.

Even the impact on his mood caused by the previous attack at Jingjiekou was greatly diluted.

In fact, Anle was still a little impatient and planned to return to the inn to practice hard and experience the blessing brought by the [Eternal Talent] Tao Fruit.

But as soon as he came out of the quiet street, Anle saw an acquaintance, Huang Xian, a black yamen arrester wearing a uniform different from that of a yamen arrester, and walked over quickly.

"Mr. An." Huang Xian looked solemn.

The joy on An Le's face gradually faded, and he remembered that he had promised to paint a portrait of a prisoner for Capt. Huang.

"Huang already knows about the attack on you at Jingjiekou... The person standing behind Mr. Luo is the Qin Mansion. The Qin Mansion and the Lin Mansion have a blood feud. Mr. Luo originally planned to bribe Liu Qingyan into the Lin Mansion to paint.

The disgusting old lady tried to do something, but you blocked it, so you were affected."

Huang Xian explained the whole story quite clearly.

Anle nodded. Without Mrs. Hua's promise, the Qin Mansion would indeed be like a mountain overturning, and he would be unable to breathe, and would even have trouble sleeping and eating.

But Mrs. Dehua promises that she can improve herself with peace of mind.

"Mrs. Hua has told me that now that I have joined the Lin Mansion, there is no reason to back down." An Le smiled gently.

Seeing the carefree and indifferent An Le, Huang Xian couldn't help but admire him a little.

"By the way, please trouble Capt. Huang to arrest Liu Qingyan, or inform me of his whereabouts...repay kindness with kindness, repay hatred with kindness. Liu Qingyan hired people to attack me. Naturally, I also need to seek justice from him. I

After all, he has the reputation of being a successful candidate."

Anle cupped his fists and bowed, and said seriously.

However, he had just finished speaking.

Huang Xian's expression became strange.

"Mr. An, Liu Qingyan...is dead."

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