Chapter 30: The Chill of Spring Is the Most Lethal

The spring nights in Lin'an Prefecture are not the most pleasant. Compared with summer nights, the spring evening breeze is a little colder, and people with thin bodies are more likely to catch a cold.

Qingbo Street, as the sunset fades into darkness, the whole street becomes quiet.

Although there is no curfew in Da Zhao, the night market is also quite prosperous, with splendid lights and gorgeous clusters, but that is limited to the Imperial Street and the main long street, where vendors are willing to endure the cold night wind to set up stalls.

Qingbo Street is a bit off after all. Setting up a night stall here can only endure the cold wind all night and earn few grains of money.

Therefore, at night, the whole street becomes quiet.

The carriage is parked, the horse neighs slightly, spewing hot air, and the driver sits on the shaft. He is burly and wears a bamboo hat.

The old bamboo hat was cut in half by a spring rain from Madam Hua, and he had to change to a new one.

He sat on the shaft of the cart, his Qi and blood rolling like a furnace, hidden but not released. He released his not-so-proficient mind and explored the killing field that was about to break out in the alleys of the Temple of Heaven.

He needed to see the boy being killed "with his own eyes". Only in this way, he would not make mistakes when reporting to his master.

However, he believed that this time, it should be a sure thing.

The boy had just completed the enlightenment of cultivation a few days ago, and his Qi and blood had just opened up, and he was barely in meditation. Such a new cultivator, facing a ruthless character like Hu Jingang with blood on his hands, naturally had no power to suppress him.

Hu Jingang's Qi and blood had already opened to perfection, and he was not far from using Qi and blood as a furnace to forge spiritual bones in his body. There should be no surprises when facing the young man who was barely in cultivation.

The driver looked up at the dark Taimiao Lane, and couldn't help but think of that day. Under the drizzling spring rain, the young man faced the pressure of the master, but still stood tall, like a lonely pine, and like a plum blossom standing proudly in the frost.

The young man's resilience is admirable.

It is common for a new practitioner to bow his head in the face of Mr. Luo's pressure.

It is rare to have a tiger in your chest and a proud heart to be able to withstand the pressure.

But no matter how strong your resilience is, if you are not strong enough, you will die.

Suddenly, the driver's eyes under his hat condensed slightly, and a gust of wind blew out of the alley, carrying some burning blood.

"It's started."

...

...

Inside the courtyard.

Anle had already finished practicing the "Five Animals Body Building Exercise" and was visualizing the "Sword Waterfall Picture". Fifteen strands of time energy were blessed on the five animals, and the remaining four strands, Anle chose to bless the "Sword Waterfall Picture".

The blessing of the years made Anle's visualization of the "Sword Waterfall Picture" more profound. Originally, he could only visualize the first page of the Sword Waterfall Picture. As he stepped into the fetal breath, he could visualize the second page.

The second page of the Sword Waterfall Picture depicts two intertwined swords. The swords in the picture look ordinary at first glance, but when visualized with the mind, they are infinitely sharp!

After all, he has just stepped into the fetal breath and needs to consolidate it many times. If he visualizes it easily, he will be easily hurt by the sword intent in the Sword Waterfall Picture.

After the blessing of the years, there is no such worry, and there is no pressure to visualize the second page.

The silver moon is like a disk, and the starlight is thousands of feet.

It sprinkles on the white-clothed boy in the yard, making the boy's handsome face more worldly.

Suddenly, Anle, who was visualizing the Sword Waterfall Picture and the fetal breath and mind were boiling around him, opened his eyes and looked calmly outside the courtyard door.

It was like a monster hiding in the darkness that would choose people to eat.

The sound of straw sandals rubbing against the bluestone slabs in the alley slowly approached.

A stream of burning blood gradually burst out under Anle's mind.

The moonlight sprinkled down, revealing a figure. It was a man wearing a bamboo hat, thin and not strong, carrying a thick-backed broadsword, which looked quite strange.

Anle glanced at the visitor, but was not panicked. He still sat upright on the small chair and poured himself a cup of old yellow wine chilled by the spring evening breeze.

After drinking a cup of yellow wine, the aroma of wine filled his lips.

"The chilly spring is the most lethal. You didn't warm up the wine at home, but came into my house with a broadsword. I guess... you are here to kill me."

Anle said lightly, picking up a piece of pork head and chewing slowly.

The figure carrying the knife took off the bamboo hat, threw it on the ground casually, raised the face that didn't look extremely vicious, and looked at the boy who was eating meat and wine under the moonlight with a playful look.

"Do you recognize me?"

Hu Jingang smiled.

Anle took another sip of the old yellow wine, glanced at Hu Jingang, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As the one who drew Hu Jingang's true appearance, how could he not recognize him? He was surprised because Hu Jingang actually came to kill him.

Because he made a wanted map?

"The map you made for the Hei Ya really made me suffer. I was almost caught. I hated you so much that I came to kill you."

"Do you recognize me?"

Hu Jingang put down the knife he was carrying, and the blood in his body began to surge and grow. The breath of perfect blood and qi made the chilly spring cold feel warm.

Anle tasted the old yellow wine: "You came to kill me because of the painting?"

"I'm afraid someone specifically instructed you to come here and wanted to use the knife in your hand to kill me. Otherwise, how could you, a rat who was chased by the Hei Ya and ran away with your head in your hands, find my new residence so accurately and come to kill me openly?"

Hu Jingang narrowed his eyes. He was exposed to the fact, but he didn't react much. In his opinion, Anle was already a dead man.

He had just opened up his Qi and blood, and had just entered into a state of meditation. Although he was also a cultivator, he was no threat to him.

Hu Jingang's knife tip reached and pierced into the ground three-quarters: "Young man, since you know, why don't you run away?"

Anle put down the wine cup and pinched a chopstick between two fingers.

He looked at Hu Jingang calmly and said, "This is my home, why should I run away?"

"What a courage, but it's a pity that I prefer you to show fear and despair before you die. Killing like this will give me a greater sense of accomplishment." Hu Jingang laughed loudly, and the next moment, his eyes were wide open, and his blood and qi were like waves!

The big knife that stabbed into the ground in the yard was pulled forward.

The broken stones that were broken by the thick-backed big knife shot out like sharp arrows. Hu Jingang followed closely with his blood and qi, and slashed at Anle. The heavy and powerful thick-backed knife brought a strong wind and sobbed like a ghost crying!

Anle sat upright on the chair, his face gradually solemn. This was the first battle he had encountered in cultivation so far.

Before, at the entrance of Jing Street, he faced two ordinary people, Jianghu thugs, which naturally did not count. They were not cultivators and could not oppress Anle.

However, Anle was not afraid or timid, but only excited and excited.

The tiger in his chest seemed to jump out.

The only threat was that Hu Jingang was holding a weapon, and he had never held a weapon, so he was at a disadvantage in the fight.

But Anle was superior to Hu Jingang in the realm of refining spirit, and in fact, that was enough.

Facing the thick-backed broadsword that Hu Jingang was chopping at, Anle held the chopsticks between his two fingers and gently pushed them with a sword-pointing posture.

The chopsticks bounced off the table at a very fast speed, stained with the oil stains of pig head meat, turned into a dark light, tore through the darkness of the chilly spring night, and pierced Hu Jingang's neck.

The mind of the fetal breathing realm wrapped around the chopsticks, galloping like a sword light.

Hu Jingang's hair stood on end, and he immediately put away the knife and blocked it in front of his throat. The chopsticks stabbed like a flying sword, and the overflowing fetal breathing mind made Hu Jingang tremble!

"The second stage of soul refining... fetal breathing?!"

"No, in the first two stages of soul refining, entering into a state of concentration and fetal breathing are weak in killing. After transcending the mundane world, the power of the mind is released, and soul refining becomes terrifying. This young man is only in fetal breathing, why does he give me so much pressure?!"

Hu Jingang sweated instantly. If he hadn't blocked it just now, the chopsticks would have pierced his throat.

He was a little angry in his heart. That noble man... what kind of information!

This is called just entering into a state of concentration?

However, Hu Jingang is cruel and experienced after all. He has perfected his blood and qi after all. If he gets close to a soul refining fetal breathing practitioner, he still has a chance!

Thinking of this.

Hu Jingang did not hesitate and threw the thick-backed broadsword in his hand as a hidden weapon. His figure also rushed out from behind the broadsword and approached Anle.

Anle looked at Hu Jingang who threw out the broadsword and flew towards him, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Come!"

He stood up from the chair instantly and dodged the broadsword sideways.

Then, he pounced out like a tiger coming out of the mountain, which was the tiger style of the Five Animals Body Building!

How magnificent and heroic Yu Tu was, his fierceness was not the same as that of ordinary beasts!

An Le's perfect blood and qi also burst out like a mountain torrent!

Hu Jingang, who had just pounced, felt that the boy had instantly turned into a colorful tiger, and the surging blood and qi that were not weaker than his came over him, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

The next moment, a terrifying force hit Hu Jingang, and he only felt a pain.

The whole person drew an elegant parabola reflecting the stars in the sky above the courtyard with blood and confusion in the spring night.

ps: Monday, please support me with your recommendation votes~

/110//