Chapter 81: Seeing the Green Mountains Within the Green Mountains, Holding the Majestic Sword Energy with Fearlessness

I am happy that Lian E recommended me in the imperial examination, and I am also happy that Peng flew up from the blue sea.

The first place in the imperial examination is not a big deal, but a long-lasting reputation.

…

The spring examination ended, and the lights came on.

Some people who performed well in the imperial examination were excited, while others who performed poorly were uninterested. All kinds of postures, like the appearance of all living beings, were presented in the brothel and the Spring Pavilion.

Han Shi never thought that An Le, a famous painter in Lin'an, who won the first place in this practice assessment, would bring him to this tavern to drink.

I thought they would go to the first tavern in Lin'an, such as Zuilong Pavilion.

But after a bowl of old yellow wine, Han Shi completely let go, and drank with An Le, and the excitement and eagerness in his heart were completely vented.

The drinkers around the tavern were all ordinary people, and there was not a single practitioner.

Everyone was drinking and chatting happily, and some were even playing drunken boxing. The noise was so loud that Han Shi couldn't help but look sideways.

Although there was no romance, elegance and nobility, there was a different kind of human fireworks.

It made Han Shi feel like he was back in the military tent drinking.

Turning his head to look at An Dajia, who enjoyed this drinking environment, Han Shi couldn't help but secretly admire him. He thought that such an An Dajia must be a man of temperament.

Anle was also drinking and eating meat, and chatting with Han Shi from time to time.

However, he was more focused on the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist.

His palm fell and covered the hilt of Qingshan. This bamboo sword absorbed Haoran. At this moment, there seemed to be different changes inside, and Haoran and Qingshan sword energy blended together.

This blending and change can only be understood and realized by holding this sword in person.

Anle's heart was beating slightly, and a kind of expectation flourished.

After three or two cups of yellow wine, the two who had not suppressed their drunkenness with their cultivation could vaguely feel the alcohol rising.

And Anle felt that there seemed to be a huge and magnificent sword energy in the green mountains, which merged with Haoran, just like the sun in the sky, shining on the world. All the ghosts and monsters, dark and evil under this sword energy will melt away and collapse!

Anle was shocked. He looked at Han Shi who was drunk beside him. This man was generous and happy, but he didn't suppress it with his cultivation, so his alcohol tolerance was a little worse.

"Brother Han, I have something to do, so I'll go first." Anle clasped his fists towards Han Shi.

Han Shi's eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and he grinned: "It's okay, it's okay, An, everyone go, I'll drink by myself, I'm going to drink 300 bowls of wine today! Drink all the wine of those old guys in the general who laughed at me for not passing the exam!"

Anle smiled, said goodbye, and got up to pay the bill at the counter.

"Shopkeeper, that guy is my friend. If he wants to drink as much as he wants, just give him as much as he wants. I'll take the bill."

The shopkeeper was eating melon seeds. When she saw Anle coming over, she smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, young master, you look familiar. Besides, the young man is drunk and can't drink a few cups. The remaining wine is my gift to you."

Anle couldn't help but smile and bowed to thank him. Then he poured another pot of old yellow wine. After settling the bill for today, he turned around and left.

The shopkeeper finally took her eyes off Anle, and heard Han Shi slapping the table and shouting for wine. The shopkeeper put down the melon seeds and personally served a jar of wine.

"Young man, enough wine!"

The shopkeeper smiled.

Han Shi looked up and grinned: "Thank you, sister."

After this shout, the shopkeeper suddenly felt that this boy was as pleasing to the eye as Young Master An.

…

…

The sword was trembling, and a stream of heat flowed from the hilt of the Qingshan sword into Anle's body, flowing through the meridians, and the spirit bones and skin membranes were all trembling with the flow.

The blood in the body was boiling involuntarily, and the sword energy of Qingshan and Wenqu Haoran merged into Haoran sword energy, which was magnificent and brilliant like the sun. Anle felt that the body-building demonic energy remaining in his blood and flesh was vaguely cleansed.

Unable to suppress his own qi, Anle quickened his pace and headed towards the direction of Taimiao Lane.

Quickly returning to the yard, the figure of the old man from Taimiao appeared instantly, frowning, with a solemn expression.

He could only feel the changes in Anle's breath, and there was a faint breath like the scorching sun rising, but he knew nothing about the changes in Qingshan.

After all, he no longer held Qingshan.

Anle said nothing more. After returning to the courtyard, he began to practice the Ancient Demon Five Animals Skill with Qingshan on his waist, using the Haoran sword energy that flowed into his body to strengthen his body.

Qi and blood were running, roaring like waves hitting the shore, Anle's eyes were clear, and even the night could not cover such brilliance!

The old man narrowed his eyes, his sight fixed on Anle for a moment, then turned again and fell on the Qingshan on Anle's waist.

In the old man's sight, Qingshan did not change at all, absorbing Wenqu Haoran, but still silent.

However, from Anle's subtle changes in expression, it can be felt that in Qingshan... there is a majestic sword energy that is constantly flowing into Anle's body.

Qingbo Street, outside Taimiao Lane

Madam Hua appeared gracefully, her black gauze skirt fluttering in the night. She frowned slightly, with a little doubt: "No one has attacked, but how come the sword energy of my heart sword hidden in Anle's body disappeared?"

Her mind was so strong that she could feel the changes in the energy in the courtyard, as if a rising sun was waiting to rise.

She took a few steps and entered the courtyard in three steps.

The old man in the Taimiao was not surprised by the appearance of Madam Hua, but raised his hand and pressed it down slightly, asking Madam Hua not to disturb Anle.

"Haoran is not his chance. If Haoran joins the body, he will be involved with the Academy of Literature from now on, and maybe he will be assigned to shoulder the great responsibility of the Academy of Arts in the future. Today, the Academy of Arts is forced into a desperate situation. What can he do? When things like this happen, there are rules for every drink and peck, so it’s a good thing that Hao Ran didn’t get involved.”

"Qingshan Yin Haoran has undergone a transformation that even I can't detect. A brilliant sword energy arises from Anle's body. Anle is using this sword energy to strengthen his body. This is his real opportunity."

Zhao Huangting sighed with a bit of twilight.

The emotion is that he is happy for Anle, which shows that his vision is not wrong, and Anle is indeed suitable for Qingshan.

But Chi Mu just felt that he was really old and couldn't even see through Qingshan, who had been with him for five hundred years.

"Later waves make people grow old, but time is not forgiving."

The old man sighed and shook his head slightly.

Mrs. Hua glanced at the old man without saying a word, and turned to look at An Le who was practicing the ancient demon Wu Qin in the yard.

The sword energy deployed by the old man isolated the courtyard so that the demonic energy during Anle's body training would not leak out at all. Therefore, at this moment, not many people could feel Anle's energy.

If the inner sword intention hidden in Anle's body had not been erased by the vast power, she would not have been able to detect this change.

"This sense of splendor is sharper, more majestic and majestic than the simple awe-inspiring, and it even has a kind of purity that cleanses the soul."

Hua Fu said that her Heart Sword cultivates the mind and her perception is very keen.

The old man nodded: "The sword energy and awe-inspiring energy in the green mountains are combined to form an awe-inspiring sword energy. It is not the awe-inspiring energy that scholars call it. If you want to elaborate, it can be thought of as a swordsman walking in the rivers and lakes. When he sees injustice on the road, he draws his sword to kill it. That kind of awe-inspiring sword spirit that comes from the heart.”

"The Qingshan Sword Qi is already good, and when combined with Haoran... it becomes Haoran Sword Qi, its power is by no means ordinary. If Anle can completely master this sword Qi, he may really have a chance to open the Ten Heavenly Gates!"

Mrs. Hua's red lips also opened slightly. She didn't know what to say. She opened the ten realms... It was a bit exaggerated.

"Of course, the premise is that he can grasp this awe-inspiring sword energy!"

The old man then spoke again, his expression serious and solemn.

"It is not easy to hold the Qingshan Mountain. If it is fused with Haoran's Qingshan Sword Qi, I am afraid that it will be... even more difficult to control. If the heart is not sincere, impure, or unstable, it will lose the Haoran Sword Qi and even be injured by the sword!"

"This is the law of heaven and earth. The more powerful something is in heaven and earth, the more it tests the mind of the person who controls it. This is true for those first-grade or even above-grade treasures, and the same is true for Haoran's sword energy."

The old man said seriously.

"We can't help him with this, he can only rely on himself."

The small courtyard was silent for a while, with only the scene of Anle Qi and blood rushing, practicing the ancient demon and the five animals.

Mrs. Hua and the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple both stared at it carefully, wanting to see whether Anle could control Haoran's sword energy.

…

…

The Ancient Demon Tiger Pose, Bear Pose, Deer Pose, Ape Pose and Bird Pose were practiced continuously in the courtyard. Every inch of skin, muscles and bones were trembling, squeezing out majestic energy.

The inner elixir in the dantian is spinning, and strength and blood are constantly pouring out.

Every time he practices, there will be a brilliant sword energy flowing in the meridians, washing his body, making his physical body continue to grow, and his physical training cultivation will increase rapidly!

But this is not An Le's focus. He feels more comfortable after the Ancient Demon Five Animals fortify his body, because with catharsis, this power can be slowly controlled.

The sword energy merges with Haoran to form Haoran sword energy, which is bright, magnificent, majestic, fearless, and proud. Anle can feel various emotions in it. It is just a wisp of sword energy, but there are so many emotions!

In the Niwan Palace, the sword furnace was clanging, and an abundant amount of awe-inspiring sword energy poured into it.

In an instant, Anle felt a blur of whiteness in front of his eyes.

It was like there was a suction force that sucked his mind into it, and finally pulled him to an extremely mysterious place.

Vast, majestic, majestic...

As far as the eye can see, there is sword energy everywhere between heaven and earth.

The sword energy seemed to be stacked up to form a mountain, towering into the sky, swaying the sea of ​​clouds and flowing air.

Looking up at the foot of Anle Mountain, you can't see the end at all.

Suddenly.

Anle's heart was trembling, and he felt an endless sense of oppression coming over him instantly.

It was as if the entire mountain was condensed by sword energy. At this moment, it turned into a figure of Jiazuo. From a height of ten thousand feet, there was a pair of eyes looking down.

In an instant, it seemed like the sky was falling.

A feeling of despair suddenly arose in Anle's heart, and his fighting spirit, courage, and unyielding spirit seemed to have lost any luster in the face of the collapse of the sky.

A mountain-like existence seems to be asking for peace and happiness in this posture. How can you master such sword energy? Why do you have control?

The ground is collapsing and the soil is being crushed into pieces.

An Le's white clothes were blown by the wind and kept rippling. On the mountain, sword energy kept spraying out, intertwined in the air, and condensed into a white dragon.

The white dragon wraps around the mountains, winding and entrenching.

In an instant, he swooped down with lightning speed, and the brilliant sword energy carried the light that illuminated everything in the world. Peiran, who wanted to cut off all injustices, just cut him off like this.

The peace and happiness at this moment is like a small boat with leaves like duckweeds under the huge waves in the endless deep sea.

It will be swallowed up, crushed, and washed away at any time.

Anle's feet dug into the ground, his white clothes kept flying, and his hair was messy. He looked at the white dragon with sword energy that jumped down.

The dark eyes stared intently, and the white light in the depths of the pupils grew stronger, like the Big Dipper stars gradually lighting up in the dark night.

Slowly stretched out his hand.

The flesh and blood melted under the sword energy, and the spiritual bones cracked under the sword energy, but Anle still had a backbone straight, and the [fearless heart] shone at this moment, like a green bamboo standing upright in the hurricane, stubbornly rising from there Pick a strand from the sword energy white dragon.

Holding this wisp of sword energy, he said softly: "From small to large, from nothing to something, from weak to strong, now I am not strong in physical training, and my mind is not strong, but I will walk up step by step, and eventually there will be a day. Sun, stand on the top of the mountain, holding this sword energy."

The words fell.

The dragon's roar disappeared, and the swooping white dragon suddenly disappeared, leaving only a wisp of white sword energy wrapped around his arms, as bright as the scorching sun, vast and unblemished.

Anle raised his head and looked at the mountains made of sword energy. The mountains were azure and gradually disappeared into the white.

Green mountains can be seen within green mountains.

He lowered his head and looked down at the Haoran sword energy that gradually softened and blended with his heart, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

…

…

In the courtyard, demonic energy gathered around the demonic tiger, which shook all directions with its roar.

The old man's sword energy spread and suppressed such momentum that the entire Lin'an Mansion's powerful men were unaware of it.

Mrs. Hua and the old man frowned and stared at the young man in the yard.

Suddenly, the young man stood quietly, holding on to the bamboo sword and green mountains, seeming to be in an extremely mysterious state.

Neither of them bothered him, but just watched from a distance, even though An Le was in a strange state at the moment.

Mrs. Hua turned to look at the old man and asked curiously: "Senior, why is this bamboo sword called Qingshan? Is that why it is called Qingshan?"

There was some nostalgia in the old man's eyes, and he said with a smile: "No, the sword has no name. The person who passed it on to me said that the sword is called Qingshan. I can name it whatever I want. Later, I saw a mountain in the sword, and I understood "Why is the sword named Qingshan?"

"It's just that I haven't seen that mountain for so long that I almost thought it was my imagination."

"Maybe Qingshan is no longer here."

The old man's words made Madam Hua confused for a moment. Is there a green mountain in the sword?

There is only sword energy in the sword, how can you hide it in a mountain?

However, the old man did not explain to Madam Hua. He raised his head and looked at the young man in the yard, only to see that the sword energy around Anle began to gradually subside.

Haoran's sword energy surged bit by bit and became extremely smooth, blowing around Anle like a breeze.

The moonlight is cold and draped like a veil.

Anle slowly opened his eyes. His Qi and blood were as strong as the sun hanging high in the sky. His inner elixir was pure and bursting with unparalleled power.

The energy that had been exhausted was restored, his eyes were sharp and he was high-spirited.

The most important thing is the change in Anle's temperament. It seems that there is a sword energy lingering around him. It is straight, sharp, and majestic. With a white clothes, it is like a cluster of bright flames lighting up the dark night. Wherever it passes, all the ghosts and monsters dissipate.

"It seems... he must have mastered the Haoran Sword Qi."

The old man couldn't help but laugh, showing genuine joy.

The aura melts into the green mountains, and the sword energy is awe-inspiring.

Mastering a high-quality sword spirit is definitely extraordinary for improving one's cultivation and combat power.

Now Anle, if he fights Wang Qinhe again, he may only need one sword.

If Haoran were to join the body alone, it would definitely not have such an effect, and the increase in cultivation and cultivation would not be large.

Qingshan Yin Haoran gave An Leyin a great opportunity.

The fate between heaven and earth is difficult to explain, it is so magical.

Anle opened her eyes and saw the old man and Mrs. Hua. Knowing that they were worried about his appearance just now, her eyes couldn't help but flicker with a touch of softness.

Knock with one finger.

The green mountains and ink pools flew up and plunged into the trunk of the old locust tree.

An Le smiled and pulled up a chair, and sat around drinking in the yard with Mrs. Hua and the old man from the Ancestral Temple.

Although he has mastered Haoran's sword energy, Anle understands that the long journey is just the beginning. By mastering this sword energy, he can cultivate his mind and cultivate his sword energy. If he does anything against his will and against Haoran's will, Haoran's sword energy will be dusted, and he will Your cultivation will plummet, and it will even be difficult to improve.

The purity of the sword energy and the purity of Haoran needed him to protect it.

This is the reason and price of Haoran's sword energy being inflicted on him.

…

…

Lin'an Mansion, Zuilong Pavilion.

The ambition of wealth, arrogance and extravagance has been lost, and for no reason, he wants to go to a brothel.

A group of people who have just finished spring are here to drink, have a beautiful feast, sit on flowers, fly in wine glasses and be drunk by the moon.

The atmosphere was so warm, it was like a deer-crowing banquet held in advance.

Xu Shun took Liu Yue to sit in the banquet, his face was red, he was full of alcohol, and his eyes showed a spirit of righteousness and enthusiasm, as if he had been ranked first in the second list, recognized by the emperor, and could be a high official in the court.

The drunken face and eyes were filled with pride.

Liu Yue was a little drunk when he was led there. In addition, he was fully confident about the Spring Imperial Examination, so his attitude became more aggressive.

"I, Liu Yue, will definitely reach the top of the second list, become an official in the court, plead for the people, and win a posthumous reputation!"

Liu Yue waved his hand and said boldly.

"Okay!" Xu Shun raised his glass to drink and raised his head: "Brother Liu, from now on you and I must support each other in the court and share our worries for the Holy One!"

Many literati around them looked at the attitude of the two and complimented them on the surface, but they were unhappy in their hearts. After all, Chun Wei had not yet released the results. How could these two people be so confident that they could enter the court and serve as officials? So sure of the answer?

Before the results are released, everything is still unknown!

Huating and Liu Yue are somewhat talented and confident, but who is Jiankang and Xu Shun to be so arrogant?

People drank wine one after another, each feeling unhappy.

In the corner, a group of Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list who had just been rubbed by Anle in the Wenxin Forest were drinking to drown their sorrows and living a life of drunkenness.

Many Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list had not even set foot in the top ten of the Xinglu Wenxin Forest, which was a disgrace to the Wenyuan Academy.

At this moment, seeing these two scholars who had no cultivation speaking nonsense here, I felt restless and extremely annoyed.

Suddenly, Xu Shun pulled Liu Yue and said excitedly: "Brother Liu, you are on good terms with the An family. With the reputation of the An family in Lin'an Prefecture, you must seize it. Our future will definitely rise rapidly, and at least we will have a helper in the temple."

After these words came out, Liu Yue, who was still a little drunk, suddenly had clear eyes, shook off Xu Shun's hand, and said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Xu Shun smiled and said nothing more, turned around and drank with others.

But his words had already attracted the attention of several Confucian scholars who were drinking to drown their sorrows at Wenqu Monument. Several cold glances swept over and fell on Liu Yue.

Liu Yue felt like a thorn in his back, and the alcohol was just rising, so he did not stay any longer. After saying goodbye to Xu Shun, he went straight out of Zuilong Pavilion, returned to the inn, and fell asleep.

He was half asleep, and the headache from excessive drinking had not yet subsided. Liu Yue only felt a burst of noise and rustling in his ears.

Then there was a loud bang, and the door of the inn was kicked open.

Liu Yue was still in a daze, and he saw the constables and officials in official uniforms coming in one after another.

Without saying anything, he grabbed Liu Yue from the bed with a cold face and put him in handcuffs.