When he returned to Anle in the yard, he naturally didn't know that an old man holding a bamboo stick appeared on the street, nor did he know that the old man was concerned about his safety, life and death.

In the yard, Hu Jingang's body lay quietly on the ground, bleeding with blood.

Anle looked at it for a while, his expression showed no fluctuation, and his heart also went from the ups and downs at the beginning of the killing to as calm as water now.

He does not regret killing. Now that he has come to this world and embarked on spiritual practice, just as Huang Captou told him, he must learn to kill. If you don't kill, you will be killed.

The world of spiritual practice can actually be regarded as a different kind of rivers and lakes. Practitioners, big and small, are like beads, and all kinds of grievances and hatreds are like curtains. When the wind blows, the rivers and lakes will rise and fall like bead curtains.

Pearl wants to be quiet but cannot get it.

Sitting on the chair, there was still half a pot of old rice wine on the table, and only a few chopsticks to hold the pork head. Anle took out new chopsticks, the candle table was placed on the table, and the dim light illuminated the dark courtyard.

The clear night is dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver.

When the wine is poured, it must be ten minutes full.

Enjoy the spring night, the stars, the candlelight, the old locust tree and the headless corpse in the courtyard, eating wine and meat.

Tonight, I think the old man who came to the Ancestral Temple will not come, but as the other party's identity, the sword promised to him will definitely not go uncounted.

An Le was not in a hurry. After finishing the wine and meat, he tidied up, took the candle case and returned to the house.

I went to bed cross-legged and reviewed tonight's battle with Hu Jintao.

Although this battle was one-sided, it was the first time Anle had a personal collision with a practitioner. After several reviews, Anle put himself in Hu Jingang's shoes and thought about how to deal with it.

It's quite interesting to review it like this.

[Fearless Mind (Tao Fruit): The dragon fights in the wild, wins, is slightly strong and fearless, the Tao Fruit feeds itself]

A line of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Then, there seemed to be a burst of fresh air spreading, moving like dragons and snakes, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and from the palms to the heart channels.

Anle then noticed that his Qi and blood had grown a little stronger, and it seemed to be burrowing into his bones, which was a sign of spiritual bone casting.

The mind that has just entered the fetal breath is also stable and indestructible!

After being slightly stunned, Anle realized that the effect of the fearless mind, the Tao fruit, can overcome disasters, strengthen fearlessness, and feed back cultivation. This time Hu Jingang's disaster was considered a small disaster, so he became slightly stronger and fearless.

This micro... is very subtle. The already perfect energy and blood are pushed forward a little, and he is one step closer to casting spiritual bones. His mind is also condensed a little. It is really slightly strong, which is equivalent to him practicing Wuqin dozens of times.

Not bad at all.

An Le smiled. Today's battle made him feel ups and downs and found it difficult to calm down.

Instead of continuing to practice the Five Birds, I began to visualize the "Sword Waterfall Picture" and combined it with the Tao Fruit of transforming into a "Natural Swordsman" to calm my mind.

The firelight danced on the candle table, reflecting the surge of light and darkness in the room.

The night is still long.

…

…

The chariot returned to the secluded courtyard in a quiet street.

The burly coachman took off his bamboo hat and got out of the car. His legs were a little weak and he could hardly stand. The threat of the sword intent made him afraid.

However, he calmed down the panic in his heart and walked towards the courtyard with its winding corridors and flowing water.

The sky is filled with stars, and the silver moon is like a disk.

In the courtyard, it was cold. A figure in a Confucian shirt sat in the center of the courtyard, bathed in the moonlight and starlight. The water in the pond was cut open, and one small sword after another was suspended in the water, and wisps of sword energy intertwined.

Vertically and horizontally, it's like a big dragon drawing water, with its own shadow pouring down and washing over its head.

Wanting to wash away the hazy sword intent that reflected his Taoist heart.

With a crisp sound, the small swords suspended above the pond were bounced away by a mysterious force, causing piles of water to explode on the surface of the pond.

The ripples overflowed and gradually subsided.

Luo Qingchen opened his eyes, sweating profusely, and pain flashed across his eyes. Then he stood up and walked around the pavilion, wiping away the sweat.

"Has it been dealt with?"

Luo Qingchen said calmly.

The driver lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, not knowing what to say.

"Failed?" Luo Qingchen raised an eyebrow. Seeing the coachman's appearance, he knew it must have failed.

"Isn't this Hu Jingang full of vitality and blood? He is also arrogant, cruel, and decisive in killing. How come he can't even kill a young man who has just started practicing?"

Luo Qingchen was sitting on a round chair made of hollowed-out Kun stone in the leisure pavilion. The table was also carved and polished from Kun stone. There was a tea tray on it, and a charcoal stove was boiling water beside it, making a whimpering sound.

He leisurely brewed a cup of black tea, picked it up, blew away the hot air floating on the surface of the cup, and was about to put it to his mouth.

"Sir, that young man... Lian Shen has entered the womb, his Qi and blood are fully developed, and Hu Jintao is no match for him."

The driver said in a deep voice.

Luo Qingchen's cup of tea, which he had not yet taken his mouth to drink, immediately froze.

He turned his head, frowned, stared at the coachman, and raised his voice slightly: "Has the Lian Shen entered the fetal breath? Has the Qi and blood been fully developed?"

"You're not mistaken?"

The driver clasped his fists and bowed: "The young man cut off Hu Jingang's head and threw it to me. Then he swung the knife at me. His energy and blood showed. He had indeed reached perfection. As for his mind... I felt a faint oppression, so I can confirm it.

Fetal breath."

Luo Qingchen put down the tea cup and squinted his eyes.

"A talent for refining magic? No wonder Madam Hua is provoking him to protect him... The speed of refining gods is indeed extraordinary."

"However, it is also possible that Madam Hua gave him the magic weapon for refining the gods. Is this young man a candidate for the Spring Festival in Lin'an? It seems that Madam Hua wants to use this young man to break the situation and let the young man reach the top of the list of Jinshi in the Spring Festival.

Participate in the examination before the palace, with a slim hope of winning the battle."

Luo Qingchen smiled and speculated.

It was only at the age of eighteen that one could start spiritual practice. How could it be possible to achieve samadhi and rest in the womb in such a short period of time? There must have been external help.

Three days of fetal rest... He, Luo Qingchen, was far behind.

An Le was favored by Mrs. Hua, and Luo Qingchen naturally thought that it was Mrs. Hua who helped An Le.

"Keep watching and don't touch him for the time being. This time, by chance, Hu Jintao failed to kill him. It will be difficult to find this good opportunity next time."

"However, the problem is not big. Using external forces to suppress the growth of the child and encourage its growth is damaging the foundation of spiritual practice. This young man has ruined his future as a spiritual practitioner."

Luo Qingchen said indifferently.

The coachman glanced at Luo Qingchen, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

When the young man threw Hu Jintao's head, his confidence, arrogance, and wantonness... didn't look like he had lost his future.

"By the way, Hua Jiebing worked so hard to improve this young man. It seems that he was lucky enough to be tested in front of the palace. I have to go to Qin Xiang's Mansion and mention it to Young Master Qin. We can start with the young man's fame and kill him.

His ambition to be on the top list and become a Jinshi has made the Lin family heartbroken. I think Young Master Qin is very willing to do so."

"In the spring of this year, the geniuses cultivated by various forces are all pushed out to participate. It is a competition on another level. It is extremely difficult to get into the top list of Jinshi, but the young man is related to the Lin Mansion, so it will never go wrong to plan ahead."

Luo Qingchen thought for a while and said.

The coachman finally closed his mouth and said nothing.

He also felt that a young man who had just entered samadhi and was still pregnant, without external help, was too much of a monster. This young man only became enlightened at the age of eighteen, so he couldn't be more of a monster than his husband, right?

Besides, the gentleman has a dusty mind and is not blindfolded. When he meets the boy again, he can tell whether he is really a monster.

He is just a coachman, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

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…

Lin'an, Yefu.

A banquet was in full swing, the lights were brightly lit, people were drinking wine, and the food was delicious and fragrant.

However, the people sitting at the banquet table were all women and not a single man.

The leader was a graceful and elegant woman, who was also elegantly dressed. Her smile was so peaceful that it seemed to melt an iceberg in the cold winter.

On the side of the woman is Mrs. Hua with a stunning face.

Mrs. Hua was having a great conversation with the noble woman. Suddenly, Mrs. Hua's eyebrows moved, and she seemed to have something in her heart, and she looked towards the direction of Taimiao Lane.

Since she said she would light a green lantern for An Le on her way to practice and protect him, she naturally left some means so that An Le could sense if he encountered a crisis.

And this feeling came and went quickly, indicating that Anle may have encountered a battle, but there were not many strong men beyond the realm to take action in the battle, so she did not need her help.

To protect the Tao is to protect the Tao. Not all hardships have to be solved by intervention. Most of the hardships have to be overcome by young people on their own, so that they can grow.

After coming back to her senses, Mrs. Hua picked up the wine cup and had a drink with the luxurious woman.

"Sister Jie Bing, I know why you came to find me. I will naturally help you. However, my help is limited. During the test in front of the palace, I can accompany you to Tianxuan Palace for a visit in the name of imperial edict.

If we want to get Dalang's Ding Feng Bo back, we can't help you much."

The graceful and smiling woman said softly.

When Mrs. Hua heard this, her eyes moved. She knew that this was the biggest promise a woman could give.

Madam Ye knew her purpose of entering Taixuan Palace, but she still made a promise.

"Sister Jie Bing, you actually want to get back Dalang Ding Feng Bo. You should look for outstanding men who can be ranked among the best in the spring, and do your best to win the examination in front of the palace, and be rewarded with Ding Feng Bo." The graceful Ye Ye

The lady said doubtfully.

Mrs. Hua shook her head and sighed: "Sister, do you think our Lin family can find such a proud man to help us? Those heroes already have subordinates behind them. If our Lin family asks for help, we will inevitably be controlled by all kinds of people."

Fang’s forces…”

"Therefore, Jie Bing is unwilling to rely on any talented person."

Mrs. Hua said calmly, and Mrs. Ye nodded to express her understanding: "Then Sister Jie Bing has never thought about using the power of the Lin family to cultivate a talented person who can be on the top list?"

"Sister is joking. Although the Lin family is a martial arts family, its background is far behind that of the Academy of Arts and the Martial Arts Temple. Besides, to be on the top list, you need to be able to win the first place in the palace examination with talent and cultivation.

Both are indispensable, how can the Lin family easily cultivate such a talented person?"

Mrs. Hua smiled bitterly.

Somehow, as soon as she finished speaking, the figure of a young man suddenly flashed in her mind.


Chapter completed!