Chapter 96: Dialogue with the Saint Master: A Young Man Draws the Future with His Soul

In three steps, he crossed from the Imperial City to the tower of Lin'an Mansion. The majestic energy and the murderous intent exploded every drop of spring rain falling in the misty dusk clouds into pieces.

Qin Lishi was dressed in a red official robe, with his hands on his back, hanging above the tower of Lin'an City, blocking Anle who was stepping on Mochi and Li Youan who was crossing in the air.

Qin Lishi was able to sit as the prime minister of the current dynasty. Naturally, he was not an incompetent scholar. He also had a good level of cultivation. In this world where only high-level cultivation can be achieved, if he were to serve as an official in the Zhao court, Without cultivation, one cannot be a high official.

Even if you reach the rank of Jinshi on the second rank, the highest achievement in your life may be to reach the eighth or ninth rank. If you want to be a seventh rank official, even if you are an idle official of the seventh rank, it will be difficult to sit firmly without cultivation.

Therefore, Qin Lishi can ascend to the position of prime minister, and naturally he is not a mortal who cannot practice Buddhism.

When Qin Lishi came from the imperial city in three steps and blocked the way, the energy of the strong men from all sides in Lin'an Mansion also began to turbulence at this moment.

One after another, the power of the soul swept over, wanting to explore the situation.

Although the Prime Minister of Qin has a very high official position in Lin'an Mansion, he only represents a force in Lin'an Mansion. Some princes, Shangzhu Kingdom and other forces are actually not weaker than Qin Lishi, and most of them are Each station has its own camp.

The three neutral martial arts families, such as the Lin family, the Ye family and the Zhong family, are relatively rare. Most of them choose princes they trust and are optimistic about.

Now that it has been five hundred years since the Zhao Dynasty moved south, the deadline for the one who sits high in Tianxuan Palace is approaching, which means that the change of imperial power is imminent, and it is inevitable for each of them to choose their position at this time.

If you make the right choice, the family can continue to be glorious for hundreds of years; if you make the wrong choice, it can only decline sadly.

This is the normal situation in the court. Every dignitary is a bargaining chip for the prince to aspire for the imperial power.

The eldest prince was on the side of Prime Minister Qin, so the powerful men under the prince's command who were competing with him would release their souls to investigate and consider the situation.

The spring rain falls gradually, and the evening clouds are low.

An Le stood on the ink pool, looking at Qin Xiang who was blocking the way in just three steps, with a solemn look on his face.

Xunxun in white clothes, the green mountains around his waist trembled slightly, Anle raised his palms to cover the green mountains.

This was the first time that Anle met Qin Prime Minister Qin Lishi, a thin old man. The sadness in his body was intertwined with him, and his murderous intent made the spring rain burst.

Qin Xiang's god-refining cultivation is absolutely very strong, and Anle feels great pressure, like a majestic mountain, rolling down, he is definitely a high-level god-refiner strongman.

This mental oppression was blocked by a wisp of starry sword energy before he could even get close to happiness, and he could no longer get close to happiness.

"Prime Minister Qin, after all, you are a god-refining master. It is really shameless to bully a little guy who has just condensed his soul."

Li Youan said calmly.

"General You'an, this man killed my beloved son, how can I have a good look towards him? Do I have to lick my face and put a smile on my face? As the prime minister of the dynasty, I shouldn't be so humble, right?" Qin Lishi Glancing at Li Youan, the coldness in his eyes was intense.

Qin Lishi had never been so angry. When his eldest son died, although he was sad and angry, he could still restrain himself, but he only took revenge on the Lin Mansion afterwards.

But this time, Qin Qianqiu's death... was like a knife stabbing his heart, making him miserable and feeling like his soul was being torn apart.

He invested more emotion in Qin Qianqiu than his eldest son.

"General Li Youan, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, but this son has to stay. If you kill my heir, you have to leave a life to appease my anger."

Qin Xiangdao said that with his identity, he said such shameless words, which is enough to show that he is really murderous.

In fact, Qin Lishi was also very angry. He had already told Qin Qianqiu that Anle was no longer a small figure without any background. He had Zhao Huangting behind him. Zhao Huangting, the old imperial uncle alone, was troublesome enough.

A peerless man whose time is coming is approaching, and his time is limited, so he can act more and more wantonly and domineeringly. At this time, provoking An Le and Zhao Huangting will only make him a mess.

You have to endure, you have to wait, wait for Zhao Huangting to die before the deadline, wait for Li Youan to leave Lin'an and return to the Canglang River, then Anle will lose its biggest support, and with the power of Qin Xiangfu, it can be easily suppressed.

But... Qin Qianqiu couldn't hold it back and actually attacked Anle again, which aroused Anle's stubborn murderous intention and was killed on Wanghu Tower.

In Lin'an Mansion, one after another Qi machines rose into the sky.

Zhao Huangting held a bamboo stick, Mrs. Hua's whole body was filled with sword spirit, and Fourth Master Lin looked from a distance while carrying a bloody hatchet.

There is also Di Zang, the leader of the martial arts temple, holding Zhaozu's dragon-slaying knife, which is impressive.

Qin Xiang's eyes became colder and sterner. The originally ordinary young man had unknowingly gathered such a large force behind him.

Anle steps on the ink pool, the breeze is hunting on her body, her mind is filled with emotion, and her sword is hanging in the air.

He looked at the imposing Qin Prime Minister, thought for a moment and said, "Has Prime Minister Qin read my last question about the Northern Expedition?"

"Prime Minister Qin obviously does not agree with my point of view. He believes that it is not easy for Zhao to be prosperous and prosperous as it is today. Therefore, we must endure the Yuanmeng Empire's repeated border violations and the Yuanmeng Empire's trampling and ravaging the homeland of China. ”

Anle is dressed in white clothes, with wide sleeves swaying in the spring breeze, making her look a bit as airy as an immortal.

"Forbearance is the concept that Prime Minister Qin has always adhered to."

Qin Lishi looked at the young man in white coldly and said calmly: "Canglang River is a natural barrier, which protects our Great Zhao. Once we cross the river, the Great Zhao army may not be able to defeat the Yuan Mongolian cavalry. Once the defense line is broken, the Yuan Mongolian army will cross the river and go south. This vast land will be covered with smoke again, and the people will suffer. The five hundred years of prosperity will be shattered like a dream!"

"This is my opinion. Now in the world, our Great Zhao is not the strongest. There is Xiliang watching covetously, and Dali's national teacher is governing the country with a new policy. If the Northern Expedition fails, the cost will be so high that you can't imagine it. So it's right to endure it for a while."

Anle smiled and said: "Since Qin Lian can easily endure such a national hatred, why can't we endure this hatred for a while? The palace examination is imminent. If I fail to be in the top three, the Great Zhao law will naturally suppress me. At that time, if Prime Minister Qin wants to deal with me again, there is naturally no need to make such a big move."

Arrogant!

Qin Lishi's eyes fixed on the young man who was dressed in white, but was as invincible as a white python.

He also understood the meaning of the young man's words.

It was safer to defend the south and not cross the river. Qin Lishi never felt that he was wrong. As the prime minister of the dynasty, once he made the decision to cross the river to the north, if the northern expedition failed, he would have to bear the infamy for all eternity.

He, Qin Lishi, was unwilling to gamble, and the civil and military officials who supported him behind him were unwilling to give up the ecstasy and dreamlike prosperity of Lin'an to gamble with him.

At least, during his time as prime minister, he would not gamble, and there was no need to gamble.

Qin Lishi also understood the other meaning of Anle's words.

The young man was very confident. He was confident that he could be among the top three in the palace examination, and today's words would not leave him any way out.

Once he failed, he would be subject to the laws of the Great Zhao. At that time, the young man who fell into the Zhaoyu of the Dali Temple would naturally have no strength to struggle.

This is the path that the young man chose himself. He gave up the help of external forces and gambled on his confidence.

He is worthy of being a young man who dared to follow the legendary path of Li Youan's invincibility.

Even Qin Lishi admired the young man's courage at this moment, but admiration is admiration, and the revenge of killing his son will not be eliminated.

Qin Lishi looked at Anle coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared.

His figure floated down and landed on the tower, and the red official robe fluttered in the spring breeze and rain that fell again.

"In this case, I will have someone clean up a cell in the Zhaoyu of the Dali Temple in advance as your burial place."

Qin Lishi said.

As soon as the words came out, it meant that he endured it.

Today he did not kill Anle, nor did he need to fight with Li Youan, Zhao Huangting, Hua Jiebing and others. It would be of no benefit to him to stir up a storm in Lin'an, and it would even cost too many strong people.

But, he would definitely prevent Anle from being among the top three in the palace test.

The confident young man will eventually die under his own confidence.

Qin Lishi knew very well that Anle's background and trump cards were just temporary illusions.

Li Youan and Di Zang would eventually leave Lin'an for Canglang River. Zhao Huangting would eventually die when his time came. Hua Jiebing and Lin Mansion...weakness was inevitable.

The supporters behind the young man would wither like autumn flowers, leaving the young man naked.

At that time, it would be easy for Qin Lishi to kill the young man.

As the young man said, he could tolerate the national enemy, so why couldn't he tolerate this hatred?

Looking at the white-clothed young man flying over Lin'an Mansion and out of the city with cold eyes, Qin Lishi slowly closed his eyes.

Li Youan looked at Qin Lishi who closed his eyes, then looked at Anle flying out of the city, and suddenly chuckled.

In this way, Anle has really pushed himself to a dead end, but once he walks out of this dead end, the young man's future... may be extremely bright and brilliant.

Li Youan floated out of the city.

Qin Lishi still closed his eyes.

Above Lin'an Prefecture, the old man Zhao Huangting of the Imperial Temple couldn't help but sneer: "It's very boring. I thought you, Qin Lishi, would fight desperately because of your son's death. I have been brewing a war, but you endured it again. You are worthy of being Qin Lishi, you can really endure."

"Not at all refreshing."

"Sometimes, tolerance means giving up opportunities."

"It's like this when facing the Yuan Mongolian Empire, and it's also like this when facing this kid Anle."

Throwing down a meaningful word, Zhao Huangting fell back into the city holding a bamboo stick. He knew where Li Youan was taking Anle, so he didn't follow him.

Li Youan was able to take Anle to that place, so he was naturally very optimistic about this kid, so he didn't join in the fun.

The blood of Wu Kui Di Zang surged like a blood-colored dragon. He stared at Qin Lishi, the most powerful official who hindered the Northern Expedition, who closed his eyes on the tower.

He moved his eyes away and fell on the back of An Le who was leaving. Perhaps An Le would tell Qin Lishi the consequences of blindly tolerating.

Hua Jiebing and Lin Siye had nothing to say to Qin Lishi. The Lin Mansion and Qin Xiang Mansion were incompatible.

A storm that permeated the entire Lin'an Prefecture did not completely break out.

However, everyone knew that the real storm would completely break out during the palace examination.

On the tower, Qin Lishi slowly opened his eyes.

The cold spring rain hit his face, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Many souls swept over in the void, but Qin Lishi ignored them. His red official robe was fluttering, and he uttered two words to the entire Lin'an Prefecture.

"The results are announced!"

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An Le rode on his sword, the spring rain splashing on his face, bringing a refreshing feeling that refreshed his spirit.

After a conversation with Prime Minister Qin, Anle naturally had his own considerations. Although he was forced to a dead end, he was already walking on a dead end because of his invincibility.

Once the invincibility is shattered, the balloon is punctured and the great expectations for the future are lost.

In this case, why not put more pressure on yourself?

Maybe the huge pressure will increasingly become the energy to blow up the balloon?

Li Youan floated over and took a deep look at Anle, with appreciation and a bit of emotion in his eyes.

"You are risking your whole spirit and pride. Once you fail in the palace attempt, I will not save you, and Zhao Huangting will not save you, because this is your own choice."

Li Youan said.

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Maybe my sword will become sharper as it gets sharpened?"

Anle smiled.

Li Youan couldn't help but chuckle: "You are really as energetic as I was when I was young. The gentle town of Lin'an is really not suitable for you. You should come to the Canglang River battlefield... Only here can you withstand the real training."

"Qin Lishi was afraid that once we crossed the river, we would not be able to defeat the Yuanmeng cavalry, but he really underestimated our armies on the Canglang River and the generals of Zhao. The Yuanmeng army could not attack the Canglang River, but It’s not because the Canglang River is a natural moat, but because of the bravery and strength of the generals of Zhao.”

"These officials sitting in the temple can only judge according to their own thoughts. They have never left Rourou Township and rushed to the front line to take a look. They don't know how powerful the Zhao generals are on the Canglang River to block the Yuanmeng army. "

"Our generals from Zhao are not weak, but the temple lacks the courage to cross the river."

"In the test before the palace, your biggest opponent is Ye Wenxi. Although her ranking on the Little Saint Ranking is not as good as Qin Hua'an's, Qin Hua'an will definitely lose against Ye Wenxi."

"Ye Wenxi is the granddaughter of Ye Longsheng. She grew up on the Canglang River battlefield and crawled among the dead. Her reputation is a good deterrent in the Canglang River battlefield and among the Yuan and Meng armies. Qin Huaan, Sima Pudu and Wang Jia Qilin'er...the geniuses who grew up in the gentle town of Lin'an are very rubbish."

"That's why the Canglang River battlefield is the best place to cultivate people."

Li Youan looked at Anle and said.

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. He knew that Ye Wenxi, an elegant girl, had such a ferocious face hidden under the surface. This was a ruthless character who had taken many lives.

"Canglang River battlefield?"

A trace of yearning could not help but appear in Anle's eyes.

Only those who are strong in the battlefield are truly strong.

Li Youan put his hands on his back and galloped ahead, with Anle Yujian behind him. This time he could relax and freely feel the freedom and freedom brought by the sword.

The two flew for a long time, passing over one mountain after another that was hazy with smoke in the spring rain.

The top of the twelve peaks is the highest, with a mist of mist and green light flowing out.

A green and hazy mountain peak gradually became clear beneath his feet, and Li Youan landed among the mountains with peace and joy.

It is lush and green, with mountains and mountains, waterfalls and waterfalls, accompanied by roaring like thunder.

The mountain roads are muddy and few people come here. Dead and new leaves are falling all over the ground. The air is filled with the unique freshness of the deep forest and the sour smell of fruits fermented throughout autumn and winter.

Li Youan stepped on the mud and walked forward without using any cultivation skills. He had his hands behind his back and there was a bit of aftertaste in his eyes.

An Le walked away from Mochi and Qingshan, and followed An Le quietly without any complaints.

The mud under his feet stained his white clothes and boots. One foot was deep and the other was shallow. The two of them walked through the thorns and thorns in the mountains.

After a while, we reached the top of the mountain.

A welcoming pine grows among the rugged rocks on the cliffside. The mist surrounding the mountain is constantly misty, and what you see is a large flat.

On the side is a huge cliff, as if cut out with a sword.

The sound of gurgling water lingers from the mountains, giving it a unique and peaceful feel.

"Are you curious about what I brought you here for?"

Li Youan wore a scholar's shirt, looked at Anle, and said with a smile.

Anle was really confused about where this place was, and had no answer in her mind.

Walking to the cliff, Li Youan looked at the mirror-like cliff, raised his hand and pointed, and said to Anle: "Come and look at this cliff, can you see anything on the cliff?"

When An Le heard this, his heart moved slightly. A legendary figure like Li You'an brought him here. Naturally, he would not just enjoy the scenery of the mountains alone. He must have his own thoughts and thoughts.

His eyes fell on the cliff, and he saw that the cliff was as smooth as a mirror, and the spring rain could not be stained on it, as if the surface of the tiles had been ground by tools in the previous life.

After taking a closer look, Anle didn't see anything, so he couldn't help but shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

Li Youan narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Do you know where this place is?"

Anle still shook his head.

Li Youan stood under the welcoming pine tree, his back turned to Anle, his Confucian shirt making a rustling sound.

"This mountain is originally unknown, but it was the place I chose to have a conversation with the Holy Master after I became the number one scholar and the top of the Little Saint Ranking."

"I have discussed this with the Holy Master."

"Originally, if I became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, I would choose this mountain as the Seventh Mountain. Unfortunately, without me becoming the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, no one cares about this mountain, and it continues to be unknown."

Li Youan said softly.

But what he said was shocking and made Anle extremely surprised.

But Li You'an smiled and patted the welcoming pine tree, and said softly: "Last night, Songbian fell drunk and asked Songbian, 'How's my drunkenness?'. He only suspected that Songbian was coming to help him, so he pushed Songbian with his hand and said, 'Go'!"

"This is a short poem written by me before I became the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, so I named this mountain 'Fusong'."

Fusong Mountain is really casual.

But what really shocked Anle was that this place was actually the place where Li Youan had a conversation with the Holy Master.

Talking to the Holy Master is the dream of many practitioners, but Li Youan only chose such an empty and casual place.

"I talked with the Holy Master for a long time, and asked all the confusions in my heart. The Holy Master answered them one by one, and all the doubts about cultivation were clearly understood."

"When the Holy Master left, he left three sword qi on this cliff. The sword qi became a painting. The painting was the past, the present and the future. I saw two rays and realized the past and present. Now there are still two rays left. "

"I have brought many people here over the years, and they are all the young people I am optimistic about. Ye Wenxi has also been here before, but no one has seen the paintings on the wall."

"I am very interested in the last sword energy of the future and want to know what the future will be like, so I brought you here."

"Just look at it. If you can observe the painting, you will understand it. If you don't understand it, then forget it."

Li Youan said.

The Saint Master left behind three sword energies, past, present and future?

Anle's eyes narrowed, looking at the cliff as smooth as a mirror.

Li Youan sat upright in the ancient pine tree, fetched a pot of wine from somewhere, poured himself into it, and drank it, never caring about his well-being.

And Anle was sitting under the cliff, raising his head and staring at the cliff, staring carefully and constantly.

The spring rain has stopped, and the sun breaks through the dusk clouds and shines down.

The sun is shining westward, and the stars and moon are gradually climbing into the sky.

At dawn, the white fish belly appears in the east, and the morning glow fills the sky.

Anle kept staring at the cliff, motionless.

Time flies by day and night.

Deep in the mountains, there is silence except for the chirping of insects.

The stars are like a waterfall.

Li Youan stood up under the ancient pine tree and shook his head. He felt a little regretful. Perhaps this young man could not see the future sword energy left by the Saint Master and could not foresee the future.

Also, the future is unknown. How can we observe the unknown?

Just when Li Youan was quite disappointed and wanted to wake up An Le.

He frowned slightly, took a step back, and retreated under the ancient pine tree.

"The future, what the Saint Master draws is not the future, but the future that awaits."

Anle seemed to be whispering.

After finishing his murmuring, An Le sat cross-legged and stared at the cliff. A fresh air began to flow in his white clothes.

The two swords of Mochi and Qingshan turned into two sword lights and rushed up, surrounding Anle's body, emitting a clear sword chant.

In the Niwan Palace of Anle Meijian, the sword energy was clanging.

Yuan Shen actually took one step out of it.

Step by step, he seemed to be rising into the sky, heading towards the extremely smooth cliff.

Finally, before walking to the cliff, he stretched out his hand and spread it into the cliff like ripples of water. In Li Youan's eyes, the young man's soul seemed to have turned into a sharp sword light, drawing a future on the cliff. !

In an instant.

In the cliff, sword energy burst out!

Soaring upwards, straight to the bullfight!

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