Chapter 115 Obtaining the Dao Fruit of Time and Blood Guanyin, the Old Uncle Laughed and Said, "Madam Is Coming!"
In the bloody city, corpses were everywhere.
The woman in white clothes stained with blood turned into red clothes was extremely beautiful. Her sleeves were dripping with blood, but her bare feet were as white as snow, not stained with blood and dust. She walked out of the city step by step, with a strand of black hair withering with each step, and countless twisted souls followed behind her.
Staggering, the world was sobbing.
Deep and silent, the wronged souls walked together.
Her bare feet landed on the ground, but they did not fall to the ground. The bloody clothes cried in the cold wind, accompanied by the withering and burning black hair. Every strand of black hair that fell, a dead soul was burned.
A chill came over him, even though it was separated by years, it made Anle's soul completely cold.
He looked at the city. The name of the ancient city could not be seen clearly, but he could feel the thoughts of the wronged souls lingering in the city.
Through the burning smoke, among the endless corpses, you can see that there are weapons and armors everywhere. A flag with the words "Yuan Meng" written on it was shredded by the sword energy and fell down.
This is a city that was massacred!
Anle's heart sank, and he seemed to understand why this Suzhu Master, who had not yet shed 33,000 strands of troubles, would dye his white clothes into blood.
That was to stop killing with killing, and the blood splashed by the killing dyed the clothes red.
The culprit who massacred this city was killed by the woman, and the executioner's blood dyed the white clothes of the Bodhisattva red.
The Bodhisattva ferryed souls out of the city.
A strand of black hair ferryed a dead soul.
There were 33,000 innocent dead souls in the city, so she shed all her black hair!
This scene shocked Anle.
The woman walked all the way out of the city, and after walking 33,000 steps, her black hair fell off.
Behind him, the densely packed procession of souls that looked like a migration were all ferried away, carrying their love for the human world.
Entered the Wangchuan River, passed through Naihe.
But where does the afterlife and reincarnation come from in this world?
Strands of sword energy surged in the city, like mandala flowers blooming in hell.
The female Bodhisattva stood 33,000 steps outside the city, her blood-dried clothes fluttering.
The woman with white skin and peerless beauty stood on the desolate road, with the evening clouds and mist, facing the bloody city.
Two lines of blood and tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.
The center of her eyebrows cracked, and the sword energy came overwhelmingly, and each wisp of sword energy seemed to carry a wisp of soul.
Finally, countless sword energy gathered from her Niwan Palace, and in the Niwan Palace, a seven-colored heart sword was refined.
At that moment, Anle seemed to see countless figures smiling on that heart sword.
At this point, the scene was like a hazy scroll painting, dispersing in the golden mist.
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In the bumpy carriage.
The sound of rain hitting the roof was still rustling.
Anle slowly opened his eyes, and a few complexities flashed in his eyes, and even some confusion and shock remained.
It was different from the heroic spirit of watching the old man of the Taimiao crossing the Canglang River to the south.
The picture of time that he saw this time made Anle's heart a little blocked. Through the picture, he saw many innocent people who died, those souls who held hands and followed Master Suzhu in a daze, including the elderly, children, pregnant women, and young girls...
Just through this picture, Anle felt the cruelty.
Every drop of blood gathered into a blood stream, which contained sins.
Even if the Bodhisattva killed all the massacrers, he could not save these innocent people who had already died.
Anle was silent. It was impossible for the Great Zhao to move south and move all the cities away. The remaining cities were trampled by the Yuan and Mongolian cavalry, and the innocent people suffered endless nightmares.
[Obtaining the Dao Fruit of Time: Blood Guanyin]
[Note 1: Blood Guanyin (Dao Fruit): Guanyin is stained with blood, there are injustices in the world, Guanyin has tears, and the world is full of suffering; summoning Blood Guanyin, all living beings will be buried]
[Note 2: Blood Guanyin (Dao Fruit): Being in the land of dead souls, you can borrow the power of souls and gain combat power]
A wisp of golden time energy condensed into a Dao Fruit of Time.
In front of him, the light blue light curtain appeared, and the prompt about the Dao Fruit of Time [Blood Guanyin] emerged.
What surprised Anle was that this Dao Fruit had two prompts and introductions.
Without much joy, Anle calmly observed the effect of this Dao Fruit of Time.
According to Anle's analysis, the first one should be an active trigger, and the second one is a passive blessing...
However, no matter what, Anle is really not very willing to use this Tao fruit.
With a thought, the long-lost light curtain completely appeared in front of him.
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[Name: Anle]
[Time and Space Qi: 0 strands]
[Time and Space Dao Fruit: Eternal Prodigy (Golden Time and Space Qi 0\/10 strands, 5\/1000 strands), Natural Swordsman (78\/100 strands), Collapse Sword (0\/100 strands), Fearless Heart, Heroic Spirit, Five Kills of Music, Blood Guanyin]
[Mastered Skills: "Sword Waterfall Diagram" (14 strands), "Qi Induction and Breathing Technique" (1 strand)]
[Mastered Skills: "Ancient Demon Five Animals Classic" (21 strands), "Zhao Zu Changquan (Incomplete)" (1 strand)]
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The light curtain did not change much. The time and space Qi absorbed before and after the palace examination was added to the "Natural Swordsman" column. Now, there are still 22 strands short of full. If Anle sees enough practitioners, he can easily absorb enough.
After all, he can now absorb 25 strands of time and space a day.
In addition, he added ten strands of time energy to the original Collapse Sword Force, directly upgrading it to [Collapsing Sword], which is even more powerful and has a stronger burst.
As for other changes, they are not too big. After all, most Taoist fruits do not require the blessing of time energy.
He closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the carriage, and the light curtain disappeared naturally.
Peace of mind and concentration.
Holding his breath and concentrating, he peeled off the emotional impact of observing the Golden Age Qi. After his mind recovered, Anle grabbed Qingshan, gently rubbed it, and his mind sank into the inside of the Qingshan sword, imagining the sword Qi and Qingshan in the future.
However, without the help of "Mountains and Rivers", a first-class calligraphy treasure from the Academy of Arts, it became more difficult for Anle to directly visualize the future sword energy and green mountains.
Difficultly explore the dense fog on the surface and observe the ancient scriptures revealed on it.
The ancient sutras that Anle is observing are not yet complete. Anle still has to ponder them carefully, meditate slowly, explore them slowly, and finally complete the ancient sutras.
This ancient scripture can be used to train both the body and the mind. It is a scripture that can be used for both purposes and is extremely practical.
Most importantly, the effect is also very powerful, and can even be integrated with "Sword Waterfall Picture" and "Five Birds Sutra of Ancient Demons".
In the carriage, it became increasingly quiet. An Le was immersed in contemplation as he breathed and breathed.
The intertwining of mind and body filled the air, causing a surge of oppression in the carriage.
The old imperial uncle Zhao Huangting slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Anle, and then his eyes fell on Lin Qingyin. This girl's level of spiritual refining was only in the realm of transcendence, so the pressure of Anle's four realm souls still had a great influence on her. .
However, the old uncle originally wanted to help Lin Qingyin shield Anle's mental pressure, but Lin Qingyin stubbornly shook his head, while sketching, while carrying Anle's pressure.
Use this pressure to refine yourself!
Zhao Huangting couldn't help but have an appreciative smile on his face, and slowly closed his eyes.
The chariot was galloping all the way.
It was windy and rainy outside, but it was quiet and peaceful inside the car. I was practicing, painting, and sleeping. It was very peaceful.
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What happened in Lin'an Mansion had already swept through the entire Zhao Dynasty like a hurricane.
However, the emperor of the Zhao family still wanted to save face after all, and with a wave of his hand, he gave the world an explanation that was contrary to the facts.
It was said that An Le was the leader of civil and military affairs, and when Chunwei passed the first place in the new branch, he was rewarded with the second-grade magic weapon Dragon Blood Fire Glaze Spear. Lin Mansion Hua Jie Bing took action to seize the situation and did it in Tianxuan Palace. He violated the laws of the Great Zhao and is now deprived of it. According to the imperial edict, Lin'an was expelled. An Le, the new champion, killed the prime minister's son before him. He also assisted Hua Jiebing and committed murder in the court. Therefore, he was deprived of the champion's title and was not allowed to serve as an official or official in this life...
As soon as the news came out, the entire Lin'an Mansion was in an uproar.
The An family in Lin'an, famous for its paintings of ink bamboo and galloping horses, finally ended up like this. For a while, the literati were in an uproar. Of course, some people who knew Mi Xin didn't say much, but they didn't know the details. Most of the literati took pleasure in misfortune.
However, for Lin'an Mansion, which is as prosperous as a dream, it is normal for some people to rise and fall in fame, and the An family is just one of many talents who rise and fall like a wave.
When one peace master falls silent, there will be other masters who will be piled up by the wave and stand at the forefront, leading the way.
Of course, there is another event that is worth talking about, and even a major event that shocked the world's literati.
That was Wang Banshan, the third concubine of the Academy of Literature, who took the initiative to take the position of concubine.
Someone saw this octogenarian old man, wearing a gray cloth shirt, leaving Lin'an on foot without even asking for a chariot. He just wore cloth shoes.
Other than that, it was business as usual in Lin'an.
But no matter how much the news is concealed, there will still be clues flowing into the world. For example, the emperor of the Zhao family wants to take Lin Jiahua's heart sword to extend his life for five hundred years. For example, the number one scholar in the new science class saw injustice and drew his sword in anger, destroying the emperor of the Zhao family. He even killed the emperor of the Zhao family with a sword. For example, the old imperial uncle Zhao Huangting lit the fire of Nirvana, scaring the holy monks of Lianhua Temple to cross the sea and escape overnight with the Buddha on his shoulders...
One after another anecdotes, it is not clear whether they are true or false, just left Lin'an, flowed into the world, and merged into the rivers and lakes.
On the West Lake, where the water is bright and clear, the flower boats are still swaying and singing every night, and the Linhua Pavilion is still full of literati, drunk and dreaming.
Lin'an Mansion was the most prosperous and dreamlike place in the entire Zhao Dynasty after it moved south.
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From Lin'an to Shuzhong, you pass through many towns.
Many places with excellent scenery will also be exposed in the middle. Although the road to Shu is difficult to reach the sky, as time passes and countless people come and go, the Wujian Mountain Road has also been opened as a broad avenue leading to the inside and outside of Shu.
Jianchi Palace in Sichuan, as a well-known Jianghu force, is a famous sect in the land of Western Shu. Some crooked Jianghu forces cannot compare with it.
The carriage galloped all the way at an extremely fast speed. Fourth Master Lin, who loves horses, naturally chose a horse that was not an ordinary horse. He heard that it had the blood of a fairy. It was a demon horse. Although the blood was thin, it ran tirelessly.
All the way from Lin'an Prefecture to Jiangling Prefecture, after passing Jiangling Prefecture, and then riding for a while, you can enter Sichuan.
Passing through Jiangling Fucheng, people who had been tired for many days temporarily repaired their problems.
Lin Zhuifeng took off his bamboo hat and drove the carriage into Jiangling Fucheng with excitement after a tiring journey.
As the chariot entered the city, this ancient city suddenly became lively. Too many people knew that the old emperor uncle who had opened Nirvana and suppressed the fire of Nirvana with his heart sword had entered Jiangling, and they all started talking. Gathered over.
Jiangju Tower.
There is a well-known restaurant in Jiangling Prefecture. The chefs are very skilled and can even prepare some ingredients of goblins and beasts hidden in the gorges around Jiangling Prefecture. Therefore, it is regarded as a unique dish in Jiangling by countless literati and poets, as well as people in the martial arts world.
The carriage stopped outside this building.
Anle, Lin Qingyin and the old uncle got off the car one after another. The sun poured on the faces of the three people, bringing a touch of warmth.
"Jiangling's Jiangju Tower, a good place, the bamboo leaf green here is the most delicious, An boy, you and I have to have a good drink."
The old uncle grinned. No matter how sparingly he drank the pot of old yellow wine given by Zhao Xianyou, he drank it all in one day.
"After passing Jiangling Prefecture, you can enter Shuzhong, and it's not far from Jianchi Palace. So, relax, have a good meal, rest, and wait until you enter Jianchi Palace to strive to succeed in opening the front for Qingshan in one go."
The old uncle smiled and took the lead in entering Jiangju Tower with the help of Lin Qingyin.
An Le was dressed in white, with Qingshan Mochi and Ding Fengbo on his waist. He looked around. The long street of Jiangling Mansion was bustling with people, but as soon as he got off the carriage, he felt a stream of Yuanshen Qi locking onto them.
Obviously, they were targeted as soon as they entered Jiangling Mansion.
"Don't worry, An kid. The only one in Jiangling Mansion who dared to target us so blatantly was the King of Jiangling. That kid is trash, just like the unpromising ones in Tianxuan Palace. I don't want to bother with him. Come in and have a drink."
The words of the old man floated from the building.
An Le's face relaxed a little when he heard it. Since the old man said so, he naturally didn't need to be tense.
He stretched his waist, and the stagnant blood in his body rolled like thunder. He had been meditating these days, and his mind had grown a lot, but he had not tempered the ancient monster five animals, so the growth of this body forging was not very obvious.
Although with the help of the ancient scriptures, the inner alchemy has become more vivid and magnificent, but it is still far from the birth of the innate qi.
Just as Anle was about to step into Jiangju Tower, his eyes suddenly condensed.
The ancient jade of the source of the demon given by the thousand-year-old demon suppressed under the West Lake on his waist suddenly trembled slightly.
The ancient jade of the source of the demon reacted, which means that the offspring of the thousand-year-old demon is in this Jiangling Mansion?
After thinking for a moment, Anle did not investigate it carefully. Now he has no chance to find the offspring of this demon.
Stepping into Jiangju Tower, the old man seemed to have left a big reputation here. As soon as he entered the building, a fat woman with a broad mind came quickly and greeted him to the third floor.
The fat woman was surrounded by dozens of strands of time, and it was obvious that she was also an outstanding practitioner.
Anle did not hesitate too much. He had not seen a practitioner for a long time, so he naturally absorbed five strands into the tent in one breath.
"Mei Niang, first serve me three pots of Bamboo Leaf Green to satisfy my craving."
The old man sat by the window and could enjoy the big lake behind Jiangju Tower.
The lake was rippling in the stream, and fishermen in raincoats were rowing boats on both sides of the river.
Although the big lake was not as bright as the West Lake, it had a good leisurely scenery, with a gentle breeze and sparkling waves.
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
The fat woman smiled and turned away immediately.
Anle, Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng sat down one after another. The two women gathered by the window, looking at the scenery in the lake, chattering non-stop, and occasionally laughing happily.
Obviously, the depression of leaving Lin'an Prefecture was also formed in a few days and almost dissipated.
Anle didn't have much mood about leaving Lin'an. After all... he had just arrived in Lin'an not long ago.
Three pots of Bamboo Leaf Green were quickly served, and the old man couldn't wait to open the pot and drink it.
"Refreshing!"
The wine flowed down the edge of his long beard, exuding a rich aroma.
Anle poured himself a cup and drank it carefully. As soon as he took a sip, he didn't feel the spiritual energy he imagined, but a different kind of rush surged up.
There was even a fresh smell of new bamboo after the rain.
Anle took a look in surprise: "This wine...is good."
The old man grinned: "Of course, every time I go to Sichuan, I will come to Jiangju Tower to drink a few pots of Zhuyeqing, and then go boating on this big lake and get drunk with the world, which is very pleasant."
Anle tasted the wine seriously, and Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng also drank curiously.
The old uncle waved to the window.
A breeze blew on his face, and Li Youan, who was wearing a Confucian robe, floated at the window. The old man picked up the last pot of wine and threw it out directly.
After Li Youan took it, he drank a sip of wine politely and said with a smile: "Not bad, it still tastes the same."
"Okay, just escort it to Jiangling Prefecture. I have someone to pick me up on the way. You, hurry back to Canglang River and don't let the father and son of Xiliang make trouble."
The old uncle raised the wine pot in his hand.
"Just received news that the Yuan Meng emperor sent a large army to press the border of Xiliang. This change is earlier than I expected, but it can be imagined that Xiliang will definitely not be able to resist Yuan Meng and will definitely find ways to cross the river."
"I really have to go back."
Li Youan said seriously.
"The sword energy of the Saint Master's last moments in the world has been obtained by someone, and the Yuan Meng emperor will naturally take action. Not only Xiliang, but also the Dali Kingdom, which has been stable for hundreds of years, will suffer. This Yuan Meng emperor seems to be planning to completely unify the world. Go, go to Jiangling Prefecture, I am very stable."
The old uncle drank a sip of wine and smiled.
Li Youan said no more, glanced at Anle, his eyes full of expectation.
Then his body turned into a sword light, suddenly bursting out in Jiangling Mansion, with a majestic pressure that went straight into the sky. Many people who came to explore were cut and screamed, and dared not get close.
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Jiangling Palace.
The waterside pavilions and towers are all available, and the degree of luxury is not inferior to the mansions of the rich and powerful in Lin'an Prefecture.
In the pavilion, the breeze blows the willows.
There are three people sitting and drinking fine wine.
Looking at the sword light bursting out from Jiangju Tower and the overwhelming pressure, the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and incomparable majesty can't help but show admiration.
"It's worthy of being the legendary champion Li Youan who is famous all over the world. It's really unparalleled."
The man is Jiangling King Zhao Xi.
Opposite Jiangling King Zhao Xi, there is a young man sitting, and an old Taoist with fluttering sleeves holding a whisk and carrying a peach wood sword.
"Uncle Wang, Li Youan has left Jiangling now, and the old uncle has no protection. It should be the right time to take action."
"I don't need to force the old uncle to rekindle the fire of Nirvana. I just need to capture Anle from the old uncle. This boy is a traitor. He dared to swing a sword at his father in front of the Tianxuan Palace. Of course, he can't continue to be free."
The young man was handsome, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a golden sand on his forehead, shining brightly.
The King of Jiangling took a deep look at the young man.
He felt that the second prince could not be unaware of the emperor in the Tianxuan Palace, but he took the heart sword of Hua Jiebing from the Lin Mansion and extended his life for another 500 years.
Anle ruined the good things of the Zhao family emperor, and the princes should be happy.
However, the Zhao family emperor did not succeed in extending his life, which meant that the struggle for the legitimate dragon was still continuing. It was reasonable to capture Anle and win the emperor's smile.
"Second Prince, I know you want to capture the rebellious An family to make His Majesty happy, but don't forget that this is Jiangling Mansion, not far from Jianchi Palace."
King Jiangling shook his head.
Second Prince Zhao Pei frowned slightly.
King Jiangling looked at the second prince Zhao Pei with a kind look and said, "Don't think I'm bluffing you. If you don't believe me, let the strong man from the Tianshi Mansion next to you try it."
The old Taoist couldn't help but look at him, but the second prince Zhao Pei nodded readily.
"The real person will try it and capture An Le. As for the old uncle... there is no need to force him to rekindle Nirvana."
Zhao Pei said.
The old Taoist couldn't help but smile: "I admire Zhao Huangting who dared to pick up the bamboo sword to kill the Yuanmeng Emperor."
"The reputation of this old uncle has been circulating in the Tianshi Mansion for a long time. Today, I will try this legend."
The words fell.
The Taoist stood up, and there was a clear air under his feet, and the clouds were steaming. The peach wood sword whistled out and ascended to the sky.
A peach wood sword was aimed at Jiangju Tower from a distance.
The Taoist stretched out his finger and pointed at the peach wood sword hanging in front of him.
With a light smile, the whole city was shaken by the sound of his words, and the water in the lake was boiling.
"Li Qingchuan, the new master of Tianshi Mansion, please... take the sword, old uncle."
Instantly.
Purple thunder was wrapped around the peach wood sword, and the lightning was like a dragon, rushing like lightning.
From the extremely noble Jiangling Palace, it rushed all the way to Jiangju Tower, as if it was going to wipe out the entire building directly!
On Jiangju Tower.
Anle frowned, never thought that as soon as General Youan left, a strong man in the city would take action.
The first move was a ninth realm. Such a strong man, could it be that the old uncle would have to pull out his heart sword to resist?
However, the old uncle Zhao Huangting had expected this, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
The old uncle stood up and walked to the window, with the breeze blowing on his face.
He held a pot of bamboo leaf green in high spirits, and faced the peach wood sword wrapped in purple thunder and rushing at lightning speed, leaning on the railing and curling his lips.
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"You are just a newly promoted real person, and you want me to take the sword? Who do you think you are?"
"Madam, come!"
The old uncle laughed.
The bamboo leaf green in his hand slammed to the ground, breaking into pieces, and the wine splashed!
It was as if the altar was smashed as a signal.
Suddenly, outside Jiangling City, endless sword energy rushed into the sky.
Suddenly, there were densely packed swords, clanging, ding-dong, rising straight up, and then like the river water in the sky, roaring down.
Thousands of swords interweave the sky.
The leading sword shines with light, and a heroic female sword god stands with eyes wide open.
"Who dares to point a sword at my husband?!"
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