Chapter 86: The Soul Enters the Lake and Sees a Monster, a Mother's Request

The West Lake is beautiful with a short boat and paddles, the green water is winding, and the grass is long.

The water surface is smooth without wind, and the boat moves without moving, and the ripples are slightly moved.

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The slanting sun shines on the lake, and the ripples are light, causing the golden light to crush.

On the small boat floating in the clear water lake, there is a young man in white clothes, with wide sleeves and a sword, and his hair is shaved. His mind is like waves surging between his eyebrows. Behind him, countless West Lake water drops exploded, condensing into a water man, reflecting the slanting sun, and the inner soul fluctuates!

Anle's lips hung with a smile, and his hair could not help but float slightly under the spreading power of his mind. The green mountain on his waist hummed softly, and the ink pool whistled, sweeping across the lake, tearing apart fine ripples.

The third realm of soul refining is unworldly, that is a realm that transcends the mundane and distances itself from ordinary people.

The fourth realm is the primordial spirit. After refining the mind to gather the primordial spirit, one can live for three hundred years. The primordial spirit can leave the body and travel in the void, can reach the moon in the sky, go into the water to find fish, and can control extraordinary power, which is truly extraordinary.

The gap between the third and fourth realms of refining the spirit is naturally huge, even greater than the gap between fetal breathing and transcendence.

Because the condensation of the primordial spirit is a qualitative change.

It is the beginning of a person's mind power having extraordinary killing power.

The mind power after possessing the primordial spirit is equivalent to having a backbone and a center of convergence, which is more condensed and more powerful than the transcendent mind.

For example, Anle can blow up the water of West Lake, and when flying down, he controls it with the primordial spirit mind, and condenses it into a human-shaped Dharma image in an extremely subtle way.

This is something that the transcendent mind cannot do. The transcendent mind allows Anle to place his mind in the sword and fly the sword, which can be roughly released, but it cannot do this kind of light and meticulous control.

The soul and mind, in terms of control, are like the organs of the body, like the arm and the finger.

This is the role of the gathering of the soul, just like the human brain, to coordinate and control the power of the mind.

With a loud bang, the West Lake Dharma image gathered behind Anle fell down, like a heavy rain, hitting the water surface, the sound of the roar was deafening, like a waterfall falling, startling a flock of gulls and herons.

A shadow of the soul floated up in the air, Anle closed his eyes on the boat, his mind and soul were connected, as if he had obtained an incarnation, with the perspective of the soul, and he could see the lake and mountains wherever he looked.

Such a scenery is so beautiful that people can't help but look at it.

The soul fell and drilled into the lake, invisible and intangible, without causing any waves, but the scenery in the water was also in sight.

The soul kept falling and falling, and when it fell to the bottom of the lake.

Anle's soul was suddenly startled, and saw that there was an ancient well at the bottom of the lake. There were chains entangled with each other on the ancient well, and a golden pestle was placed on the chains at the well mouth, blocking the well mouth.

The soul passed by, with his sleeves fluttering, and his sight fell into the well.

Suddenly, a powerful demonic energy vented out from the well, and the surging chains made a violent collision. An invisible energy spread, causing the lake bottom to surge endlessly!

A low roar came from the well.

The golden pestle placed on the well mouth suddenly emitted brilliance, and Buddhist Sanskrit appeared one by one, and then the surging demonic energy was suppressed again.

But there was also a little demonic energy that overflowed and impacted Anle's soul.

Anle's soul frowned slightly, looking at the ancient well at the bottom of the lake, with a strange color in his eyes.

There is no doubt that a big demon is sealed and imprisoned in this ancient well. With such a strong demonic aura, I think the cultivation of this big demon must be strong.

"A thousand-year-old snake demon?"

Anle has read the "Demon Theory" by the great scholar Ning Chen, and learned that according to legend, there is a thousand-year-old snake demon suppressed by the monks of Lotus Temple, one of the three major Buddhist temples, under the West Lake.

According to legend, the snake demon's lover even gave birth to a child, but was hated by the monks of Lotus Temple who passed by, so they sealed and suppressed it.

Now it seems that there is no nonsense in "Demon Theory".

Facing the sweeping demonic aura, Anle's soul suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and the sword energy was faintly intertwined. The soul obtained by visualizing the sword waterfall originally gathered sword energy. m

The sword embryo condensed in the Niwan Palace is the heart sword embryo, which is a highly concentrated power of the mind.

The sword energy of the soul is entangled.

However, to Anle's surprise, the demonic energy surged in front of him and turned into a winding little snake, which slightly swayed the lake and made a light sound.

"Sir, don't worry, I don't want to fight with you."

Anle's soul looked at the demonic energy indifferently.

"I haven't seen the soul of the world for a long time. It's rare to see it. I deliberately infiltrated the original demonic energy and want to ask you for help."

The demonic energy was turbulent, and the sound echoed.

Anle's soul was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, but shook his head: "I just condensed my soul, my strength is low, and I can't help you."

"No, no, I don't ask you to help me get out of trouble, and I don't expect to get out of trouble, but there is one thing I want to ask you for help."

The demonic energy's voice was pleading.

Anle's soul did not retreat immediately, but looked at the lingering demonic aura and said, "Let's talk."

"I gave birth to a child, but I haven't seen him since he was born. I miss him very much. I beg you... Sir, help me find the child so that I can see him once, just once."

"I don't dare to ask for too much, I just want to see if the child is doing well, whether he can eat and wear warm clothes, and whether he can live happily..."

The words of the demonic aura were full of pleading, longing and hope.

Anle's soul was slightly moved when she heard this. As a mother, she puts her heart on her child. Even if she is sealed at the bottom of the West Lake, she still wants to see her child, just to see if the child is doing well.

"How should I judge your child?"

Anle asked.

"This wisp of demon energy uses the power of the demon elixir for the slave family to break the seal of the monk Duhai of Lianhua Temple. The origin of the demon is gathered into demon jade, which can accompany the young master. On weekdays, the young master But if you use the demon energy to temper your body, if you find my child, the demon jade will respond. That is the connection between blood. "

Yao Qi said.

"Young Master has the smell of demonic energy on his body, and there are also ancient demonic phenomena floating in his soul. The method he practices may be related to the body tempering of demonic aura. Therefore, this demonic jade originates from the young master and is beneficial but not harmful."

The demonic voice begged more and more.

Perhaps, it was because he sensed the vision of the ancient demon in Anle Yuanshen and felt that Anle was not like the kind of demon subduing person who has a prejudice against demons. Therefore, the big demon sealed in the bottom of the West Lake will do whatever it takes, even if he loses money. The origin also wants to send out a wisp of evil spirit to beg for happiness.

The demonic energy surged and turned into a round jade pendant that looked like a coiled snake.

Having just consumed the ancient demon quenching jade, and now getting another demon source jade, Anle didn't know what to say.

However, looking at this demon source jade and listening to the sealed snake demon in my ears, I longed to see my son, the most simple plea as a mother.

Anle never refused.

But he said: "Aren't you worried that I will hold the jade but not help?"

There was a voice from the ancient well: "The Nu family can sense that there is a great power in the master's soul. Those who have achieved great power... will not break their promises."

When Anle heard this, he immediately smiled.

The power of the soul spread out and enveloped the Demon Source Baoyu.

"The world is so vast, I can't guarantee that I will be able to find it. I can only say that I will try my best."

An Le said.

"That's enough, that's enough. Just think about it and I'll be satisfied. Thank you, Master."

"If the fate comes, I can certainly find it. Maybe the son of the slave family is dead..."

"If I can see the child, it will be a great favor to the slave family. If the seal can be broken, the slave family is willing to listen to the master's orders for a hundred years."

In the sealed ancient well, the snake demon's grateful and joyful words floated out.

Through the seal on the ancient well, Anle's soul seemed to be able to see a woman kneeling on the ground in the ancient well, crying and kowtowing to him.

On the ancient well, the golden pestle staff flashed with golden light, and the magnificent Buddha's intention surged. The big demon in the well suddenly screamed in pain, seemed to fly out, and hit the bottom of the well hard.

Anle frowned slightly, said nothing more, and bowed with his fists.

"You don't need to be like this, I'm just helping a mother who misses her child."

The words fell, and the peace and happiness no longer stayed.

He rushed out of the lake bottom with the Demon Source Baoyu, and the soul returned to the sword furnace in Niwan Palace.

On the boat, Anle opened his eyes, and an ancient jade suddenly floated in front of him, exuding pure evil spirit and making him confused.

On the boat, Fairy Yunrou was startled when she finished playing the piano.

"Mr. An, this is..."

Yun Rou was a little confused. After An Le's Yuan Shen traveled around for a while, he actually brought back a demon jade?

The demonic energy in this jade pendant was very pure. As soon as she felt it, she felt that it was not ordinary. At least it was the demonic energy that could only be condensed from the origin of a thousand-year-old demon.

An Le's mind moved, and the awe-inspiring sword energy emerged from his body, as if a burst of radiance shone on the demon jade.

However, Yaoyu remained indifferent and did not melt at all.

Haoran's sword energy can illuminate all evil thoughts. If the snake demon sealed at the bottom of the lake has any evil thoughts, it will naturally be killed by Haoran's sword energy.

But now it seems that the snake demon is just a mother who wants to see her own flesh and blood. There is no dark thought hidden in this demon jade.

Grabbing the demon jade and wearing it around your waist, An Le looked calm.

The traces of pure demonic energy permeating the demonic jade are vaguely absorbed by the ancient demonic scriptures on Anle's body, silently tempering the body.

"It's just the plea of ​​a mother who wants to see her child."

Anle said to Fairy Yunrou.

He briefly described what he saw at the bottom of the lake.

Fairy Yunrou suddenly fell silent and said with emotion: "The teacher once said that there is a thousand-year-old monster sealed under the West Lake. It is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, she met the eminent monk of Lianhua Temple when she was giving birth. The child was severely injured and sealed when she was weak after giving birth. At the bottom of the lake, as for the child... the teacher never said that the young master might go to the mountains to ask the teacher. "

Hearing this, Anle nodded.

"The three major Buddhist temples in the world are Lanke Temple, which is closest to Lin'an Prefecture, Ganye Temple, which is located in the middle of the country, and Lianhua Temple, which is rich in demon subduing masters..."

"Most of the monks in Lianhua Temple regard themselves as demon subduing masters and specialize in subduing demons and refining demons. They are inseparable from good to bad, and their actions are quite controversial."

Fairy Yunrou said that since she practiced with the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, she knew some of the secrets of the world.

At least, you need to know more than just starting to practice peace and happiness.

"Congratulations to Mr. An for reaching the fourth realm of spiritual refining and condensing his soul. You are truly a spiritual genius... Yun Rou still remembers that when you first met Mr. An, he was just starting to practice."

Yunrou said with a smile, turning back to the topic, with complexity and wonder in her eyes.

There is even a hint of melancholy: when will her worldly path be revealed, and when will she be able to continue to break the mirror?

Anle smiled, bathed in the sunset, and chatted with Fairy Yunrou while boating on the lake.

When the stars and the moon were shining brightly, Anle bought another portion of Eight-treasure Crispy Chicken and a portion of Palace Royal Wine Drunken Liuxia, and then returned to the small courtyard leisurely.

A big incident was caused in Lin'an Mansion today, but Anle didn't care at all. Just as Cao Fu thought, writing poetry was just a weapon. It was Anle's way of proving his innocence, and it was also a weapon used to slap Qin Xiang in the face.

Even if he offends Prime Minister Qin, he doesn't care about An Le. The pure will be pure and have a clear conscience.

Back in the courtyard, the old man from the Ancestral Temple was not waiting for him. He drank wine and ate Babao Chicken in peace and contentment. After the meal, he did not slack off in his practice because he had just stepped into the soul.

Sit cross-legged and visualize the "Sword Waterfall Picture". As the top spiritual refining method taught by Madam Hua, it naturally has a way to consolidate the soul.

The green hills and ink pools inserted into the old locust trees trembled slightly, causing the leaves of the old locust trees to rustle as well.

The figure in the courtyard is bathed in the starlight falling behind the clouds, and his mind is spreading bit by bit.

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Qin Xiangfu.

The atmosphere was dull and depressing.

In the study room.

Prime Minister Qin Lishi was sitting on a chair with a stern face and said nothing.

Inside the room, Qin Qianqiu was sitting on a chair, covering his face with his hands, his hair falling between his fingers, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Father, I want to kill him, I must kill him!"

The low voice, even with a hint of crying, lingered in the study.

Qin Lishi looked at the appearance of his beloved little son, and his clenched teeth trembled slightly.

Seeing Qin Qianqiu's eyes, Qin Lishi suddenly felt regretful. Perhaps, he should not have let Qin Qianqiu go outside the house, but should have let Qin Hua'an go.

With Qin Huaan's strength, Anle's Haoran sword energy may not be able to hurt him.

But there is no medicine for regret in the world. Qin Qianqiu was devastated. Now that he has fallen to the point of death, he may never be able to return to the world again in this life.

For Qin Qianqiu, who did not have a high talent for cultivation, this incident was a huge blow. Originally, Qin Lishi wanted to get some heavenly and earthly treasures to help Qin Qianqiu condense his soul.

If you condense your soul, you can live for three hundred years. If your life span is extended, the time you can spend with him can also be extended.

Now, having lost this opportunity, his mind is at a loss, and it is as difficult as climbing to heaven to return to the secular world. It cannot be solved by the treasures of heaven and earth. Qin Qianqiu needs to overcome the obstacles in his heart and break through.

But if Qin Qianqiu had this kind of character, it would be impossible for him to achieve such a level of cultivation.

"Kill? Do you think Anle is still a small person? No longer, he has stood up. When he was weak, you never killed him. Now you want to kill him, the price is too high."

Qin Lishi sighed.

He stood up and walked slowly to the window. An old voice lingered in the study: "Let's not talk about the Lin family. The Lin family has a feud with our Qin family. If the Lin family is standing behind him, it will not matter."

"But now he can't say that he cheated in the imperial examination, which means that he will definitely be on the top list of Jinshi, and he will be at the forefront. I have read his questions, except for the Northern Expedition question, which does not match my meaning. No points will be given. Except, all other questions are answered correctly.”

"Only relying on the scores of other questions, he can be on the A list. In the test of cultivation, he beat the Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list. After a moment of interrogation, he was ranked first again. Add this together, he may be on the A list. The attitude of being at the top of the list, I will try it when I step in front of the palace!”

"How dare you kill someone who is number one on the A-list at this critical moment?"

Qin Lishi looked at Qin Qianqiu and said.

"In addition, there is Wenyuan behind Anle. Today he has attracted a lot of attention. Wenyuan will no longer sit idly by and ignore him. They will even hold it as a treasure in their hands and beg him to join Wenyuan."

"But these are not the things that scare me the most."

Qin Lishi shook his head.

Qin Qianqiu, who was covering his face, raised his head. His face was full of tears, full of ferocity, and full of murderous intent. He looked at Qin Lishi in confusion: "What other trump cards does he have?!"

Qin Lishi said: "Today, there was someone laughing wantonly in front of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion. His laughter was full of sarcasm and ridicule. Do you know who that person is?"

"There are not many people in this world who dare to laugh at me, Qin Li Shi, so unscrupulously."

"Can you see the broken bamboo sword that Anle wears on his waist?"

Qin Lishi's words made Qin Qianqiu confused. He stood up, grabbed his hair, and said with a bit of madness: "I don't care, I want to kill him, father, I want to kill him!"

"I can't kill him! At least I can't kill him now!"

Qin Lishi shouted sharply, which made Qin Qianqiu tremble all over and fall down on the chair. The awe of his father emerged again at this moment.

"I have become Quan Lin'an's joke. Unless he dies, I will be upset."

Qin Qianqiu covered his face, his body twitched slightly, and whispered.

"The owner of that broken bamboo sword is named Zhao Huangting. He is an old uncle of the Zhao royal family. During the battle of Zhao Nanqian, he once wielded the sword against the ruthless man who killed Emperor Yuanmeng!"

Qin Lishi said in a low voice: "A person who is not far from the end, but is extremely powerful and ignores the rules!"

"Don't mess with people like this!"

Qin Qianqiu sat slumped in the chair, filled with dissatisfaction: "Why does that guy who came from the remote countryside of Chongzhou win the favor of such a person?!"

"So, endure it. Those who succeed must endure what ordinary people cannot endure. Forbearance is a kind of ability. Zhao Huangting's end is approaching. He cannot protect An Le for too long. When the trial in front of the palace is over, the Lin Mansion will be completely lonely. That An Le The shelter behind you will wither like the petals of a flower."

"At that time, it will be easier to deal with him."

Qin Lishi walked to Qin Qianqiu's side, raised his hand and caressed the head of his beloved son, and spoke earnestly.

"If you are really angry, go and beg your brother. The examination in front of the palace is coming soon. Your brother wants to compete for the top spot. Talk to the holy master and you can ask him to help you vent your anger in the examination in front of the palace."

Qin Li Shidao.

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The next day, early morning.

The morning dew hangs on the leaves, as crystal clear as glass.

An Le sat cross-legged under the old locust tree, and spent the whole night sorting out his mind and sword energy in the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows.

After condensing his primordial spirit, he understood the sword waterfall diagram better, and the heart sword embryo became more and more formed.

The fourth level of soul refining is the primordial spirit, and the fifth level is sitting and forgetting. To enter the fifth level, one needs a kind of understanding. Now An Le has no clue, but he is not in a hurry.

After getting up, the blood and qi in his body roared, and he began to practice martial arts in the courtyard. The blood and qi surged from under the membrane, and the demon jade on his waist exuded wisps of pure demon energy, which was purer than the demon energy of the demon jade before.

It was absorbed by Anle's body, tempering every inch of flesh and blood and spiritual bones. Perhaps it was because of the high quality of the demon energy, coupled with the efficient blessing of the Eternal Genius Dao Fruit, Anle only felt that his practice of the Ancient Demon Five Animals seemed to have improved a lot, and his body forging skills were growing rapidly. The inner elixir was roaring, the blood was like a flood, and the ancient demon visions appeared one after another, causing a sudden wind in the courtyard, causing the leaves of the old locust tree to tremble.

After playing a set of the Ancient Demon Five Animals, Anle changed into a clean set of clothes, still white clothes with wide sleeves, combined with the unsparking Haoran sword energy and handsome and strange face, he was as handsome as jade.

He took Qingshan and Mochi, wore them on his waist, and left the yard while taking books to read.

Anle planned to go to the West Lake to relax, so he went to work at the Lin Mansion. In addition to teaching Lin Qingyin to paint, he also had to make up for the paintings of the young masters of the Lin Mansion.

During the Spring Examination, I was basically free and had not painted, so I had accumulated a lot of work.

However, just after leaving Taimiao Lane.

Standing next to the Taimiao on Qingbo Street, there was an old man in a Confucian robe chatting with the old man in Taimiao.

Seeing Anle, the old man looked at him gently, and his Confucian robe fluttered in the wind.

The old man in Taimiao was not very interested and pursed his lips at Anle.

"My little friend An, this person is Zhu Huoxi, the senior scholar of the Academy of Literature, who specially came to invite you to join the Academy of Literature. You two can talk by yourselves."

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