Beginning to Become a Saint From the Path of Time and Fruit

Chapter 61: Wu Kui's Stone Shakes and the Smoke Rises, Who Has a Wet Shirt on the Cliff?

The cicadas in the green willows are more beautiful than the crows, and a few distant mountains are covered with rosy clouds.

Stepping into the spring forest, the clouds are in chaos, and the fairy dog ​​across the river barks at the peach blossoms.

As the spring examination approaches, the spring scenery in Linjiang Prefecture becomes more and more pleasant.

Anle, wearing a green dress and wearing a green mountain ink pool on her waist, followed Ye Chong out of the Lin Mansion and got on the luxurious carriage that had been prepared long ago.

The wheels rolled and rustled all the way out of the city of Lin'an Prefecture. The green water and green mountains were dyed with spring, which was a special feeling.

Ye Wenxi, Ye Yinping, Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Jiumei, who wanted to copy the painting but was forced to come, sat in a car at the back.

The two luxurious carriages went all the way to the direction of the Wu Temple.

Anle let down the curtains and watched the romantic spring scenery outside the city. The whole person's mood was also quite gorgeous.

Ye Chong exudes an iron-blooded aura. Even when he sits in the carriage, he stands straight, always maintaining the posture of a soldier who has walked out of a strict military discipline.

There is a charcoal stove in the carriage to boil water, and it is equipped with the best Longjing tea leaves. Ye Chong doesn't seem to know how to make tea, so Anle took the teacup and started to brew fragrant tea.

The carriage is quite quiet, with only the rustling sound of the boiling water stove and Anle washing and brewing tea.

One time of water, two times of tea, three times and four times are the essence.

Anle is not a professional in tea making, but he knows something.

The green tea water is like jade, and Anle pushed the teacup in front of Ye Chong.

"Brother Ye, please have some tea."

Anle said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ye Chong clasped his fists and said seriously, then raised the teacup and drank it all.

It was just a cup of tea, but he drank it with the pleasure of old yellow wine.

Anle smiled and drank it all in one gulp. He also weighed the teacup to indicate that he had finished it.

Seeing this, Ye Chong raised the corners of his cold face, revealing a cool arc.

The drinking broke the silence of the carriage. Ye Chong said, "Mr. An refused the invitation of the Lord of the Sixth Mountain and determined to fight for the Little Saint Order at the Sixth Mountain last time. I admire him."

"Brother Ye is upright. When he praises others, it really makes people feel happy."

Anle smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Chong pursed his cold lips and said, "Brother An, let me tell you the details of viewing the Wu Kui Stone in the Wu Temple."

"I would like to hear the details." Anle poured the tea himself and said seriously.

"In fact, there are not many details to remind you, just one point."

"The eldest lady told you that the Wu Kui Stone was cast with the blood and essence of the Wu Kui of the Wu Temple, so it contains a majestic blood pressure. Facing the pressure of the Wu Kui, you should not think about anything related to refining the spirit, and you must not stimulate your mind to resist."

Ye Chong was serious and solemn.

"The Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple were founded by the first emperor who united the four seas. Over the years, the Wu Kui Stone, as the treasure of the temple, has also existed for nearly ten thousand years. Over the long years, the blood and essence of dozens of Wu Kui born in the Martial Temple have been poured into the Wu Kui Stone, and the aura contained in it is as fierce as the sun."

"Even if the mind of a spiritual practitioner who has surpassed the fifth realm is close to it, it will be burned and damaged."

"Although Brother An is a spiritual practitioner, it is better to suppress his mind if he can."

"Of course, there is another point. The Academy of Literature is for spiritual practice and the Martial Temple is for physical practice. Although the two exist at the same time because of the great emperor, they have also been competing for ten thousand years, just like the continued civil and military arena. The Wu Kui Stone has a spirit and has inherited this competitive mood. If the mind offends it, it will naturally cause the Wu Kui Stone to be disgusted. Not to mention helping to sort out the martial arts, even half a word of the martial arts classics cannot be realized."

Ye Chong said.

An Le was surprised. He really didn't know these secrets in his heart.

"This Wu Kuishi... is so willful?"

Ye Chong pursed his lips and said solemnly: "He is so willful."

"Or should we say... the purity of martial arts." An Le suddenly smiled.

Ye Chong was stunned when he heard this, and looked out the window at the spring scenery all over the world, and the arc of his cold lips became even more severe.

This Mr. An is so good at talking.

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The Wu Temple is not in the city. I drove on the official road outside the city for about an hour, and walked along a small road for a while. Suddenly, I saw the mountains and the sound of the river rushing.

From a distance, I could see a stone tablet archway rising from the ground, standing between the mountain passes.

The carriage stopped in front of the stone tablet archway, and Ye Chong and An Le got off the carriage one after another.

After the rain, the Yangtze and Han Rivers were surging, and the sun shone on the mountain peaks.

The mountains and rivers converged into a unique landscape picture.

Anle stood outside the stone tablet archway, looking towards the mountain pass. His mind, which had just entered the world of transcendence, was slightly shaken. He only felt that the green mountain pass, for just a moment, seemed to be shrouded in burning blood.

Hot, blazing, boiling, majestic... like an active volcano ready to erupt, erupting into the sky, shattering the clouds.

The undisguised blood and qi carried the ultimate impact and terror.

Anle took a deep breath and collected his mind.

Ye Chong glanced at him, and said nothing more. With a bit of solemnity and pilgrimage, he walked towards the mountain pass.

Anle followed behind him. The two of them did not speak, like one or two good friends, making an appointment to go outing.

Perhaps it was because they were near the river, or because a spring rain had secretly fallen in the mountain pass, the mountain road was quite muddy, and the boots stepped on it, stained with mud and dust.

In the distance, the clouds and mist were lingering, and the crimson palace and many octagonal double-eaved palaces hidden in the haze could be vaguely seen.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a martial arts arena between the Jiangque and Qionglou.

The bluestone martial arts arena was bustling with activity, with shouts and yells, like thunder behind the clouds.

Anle looked over and saw many strong figures in short coats practicing martial arts, their blood surging and gathering like a rolling mountain fire.

"These are some warriors in the army who practice martial arts in the martial arts temple. They use the energy and blood accumulated in the martial arts temple for thousands of years to hone their bodies, which is beneficial to their improvement in martial arts."

Ye Chong introduced Anle.

An Le glanced at them and saw that there were dozens of strands of age energy swaying enchantingly on these practitioners, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Some of these warriors in the army are even inferior to the young masters of the Lin Mansion in terms of cultivation, but they are one or two more years old than the young masters of the Lin Mansion.

Obviously, these warriors on the battlefield, who have sharpened their swords and stained their blood, have fought hard in life and death, and have achieved outstanding results.

After not staying for long, Anle continued to move forward with Ye Chong. The martial arts temple occupies a very large area, and there are people with strong energy and blood coming and going, and there are also soldiers wearing armor and holding swords.

Ye Chong clasped fists with them one by one, and those people returned the favor. As for Anle... these people were unfamiliar with them, and they were dressed in scholarly clothes, so they didn't bother to pay attention to them.

After walking for a while, passing many Jiangque Qiong Towers, I suddenly heard the sound of rushing rivers, like the roar of thunder from heaven and earth, and the clang of chains colliding with each other.

chain?

Anle was confused, his eyes suddenly opened up, and there was actually a cliff facing each other. The cliffs looked at each other from a distance, and there was a rapid torrent below!

Two streams are rushing to fight the jade dragon, and the pagoda is covered with thousands of clouds and green locks!

Looking up, one can see flying locks hanging between cliffs. The chains are intertwined into a network, suspended above the rapid whitecaps of the rapids.

His eyes were instantly attracted. In the middle of the rushing stream, there was a huge rugged stone. The stone was about two feet high and was red in color. As far as the eye could see, one could feel the heat waves rolling in. It looked like a peerless military leader sitting on the top of the mountain, looking at the world.

The dense chain is connected to this strange stone in the center.

Each thick chain, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, binding strange rocks, has three or two figures, either sitting, standing, or standing on it.

"This is Wu Kuishi."

Ye Chong stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking at the strange stone bound by chains, a touch of heat appeared on his cold face.

Anle took a deep breath, what a piece of Wu Kui Stone!

Anle has never used his mind to explore, and he doesn't even dare to release his mind.

Several sounds of piercing the air resounded.

One after another, human figures are rushing over, and the tyrannical energy and blood are approaching.

A man was covered in armor, carrying a black iron bow and suddenly fell down. The powerful energy and blood roared continuously, echoing the rushing water in the stream.

"Have you gained the comfort of the Little Holy Order?"

The person who came was none other than Zhong Shun of the Zhong family, a fierce general of the Zhong family who originally competed for the title of mountain guard in the Sixth Mountain.

"Mr. An, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhong Shun bowed with his fists clasped in front of him.

Peace and happiness are also gifts in return.

Ye Chong nodded slightly: "Madam asked me to take him to see Wu Kui Stone."

Zhong Shunchao raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "We have just cast the spiritual bones, so coming to view the Wu Kui Stone is a waste of opportunity, isn't it? If we set foot on the bottleneck of the Fourth Realm or the Fifth Realm and then come to the Stone Viewing to sort out our own martial arts, there is a great chance to see the way to break through the realm. ”

"Could it be that this boy came here to get the martial arts scripture from Guanshi?"

Ye Chong didn't say much, just looked at Anle, cupped his fists and said, "I've already told you the details you should pay attention to when watching Wu Kuishi."

"Mr. An, please."

Zhong Shunchao on the side did not say anything. He also admired and appreciated the man who dared to refuse the opportunity of the mountain guard and wanted to fight for the happiness of a small holy order.

But he knew that An Le's body-forging skills were enough to forge spiritual bones in the Sixth Mountain. This kind of training... I'm afraid he couldn't even get within a hundred meters of Wu Kuishi.

The closer you are to sorting out martial arts, the better the effect, and the greater the probability of obtaining martial arts scriptures.

Of course, it doesn't all depend on the cultivation level, but also depends on the degree of resonance with Wu Kui's essence and blood on the Wu Kui stone.

In the past ten thousand years, there has never been a genius who has no cultivation but has set foot within a hundred meters of Wu Kui Stone.

Thousands of years ago, there was the genius of the Xiang family, and later there was the genius of the Lu family...

There are always some extraordinary people in this world.

Therefore, the Zhongshun Dynasty was not too absolutely dogmatic and believed that Anle could not succeed.

A rustling sound sounded, and several beautiful figures came one after another.

Sisters Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping climbed to the edge of the cliff. Lin Zhuifeng held a fire stick and jumped excitedly, pulling the helpless Lin Qingyin.

Zhong Shunchao was surprised, but greeted them one by one.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the iron rope on the cliff. They were all curious about how this young man who received the Little Holy Order in the Sixth Mountain would perform in front of Wu Kui Stone.

But they saw the young man in green shirt with a sword at his waist walking to a thick chain, standing there for a moment, then lifting his soles and placing them on the chain, and strolled towards the central strange stone.

Um? !

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

In the center of the two cliffs, the Wukuishi stone entwined with thousands of chains suddenly flashed red, and the energy and blood suddenly rushed up like wolf smoke, echoing the sword energy!

Blah blah blah!

All the chains were shaking violently at this moment!

The rushing water in the river exploded into shocking water splashes, soaking the green clothes walking on the chains.

However, he saw a majestic sword energy suddenly rising from the young man in green, soaring into the sky instantly. The brilliant sword light split into two, two into three, and three into ten million.

It bloomed like a flower behind the young man in green shirt.

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