Chapter 98: Qingshan Future Visualization Picture, Spring Examination Top List of Junior High School

The green mountains want to share the words of the wise people, and thousands of horses come together to count.

Li Youan and the six mountain masters looked at the young man in white sitting in front of the cliff, holding the bamboo sword on the green mountain, and could feel a unique aura bursting out of the young man's body, constantly surging.

A much stronger and invincible white python is entrenched, vaguely looking like a dragon. It wants to transform into a deep hidden dragon and show its proper fangs towards the world.

Not only that, the moment the young man held the sword, their minds were vaguely surging, as if they were affected by an inexplicable force.

On the young man's body, he could vaguely see a towering green mountain. The green mountain tore apart the clouds, heaven and earth, like a peerless sharp sword.

With their spiritual cultivation, it was impossible for them to be affected by the vision, but at this moment, they could still see such a vision involuntarily.

The eyes of the Sixth Mountain Master suddenly became fanatical, staring at Qingshan, the sword that he dreamed of but couldn't get.

Although it is just a tattered bamboo sword, in the eyes of the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, it is the highest quality sword in the world. Even the fairy sword in the Sword Lake in Sichuan may not be comparable!

"There are secrets hidden in the green mountains. Unfortunately, the green mountains do not favor me."

The Sixth Mountain Lord shook his head and sighed.

He is very interested in the bamboo sword Qingshan, but the sword has a spirit. If it does not belong to him, it does not belong to him. Even if he really gets it, he will not be able to learn the secret of Qingshan. In this case, there is no need to force it.

Several other mountain owners seemed to be quite interested as well.

The first mountain master, Xianfeng Daogu, lying on the back of the crane, counted with his fingers, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"This son has trapped the future sword energy left by the holy master in the bamboo sword. It is really a wonderful idea to control the future sword energy in this way."

"But it's also because this sword has special properties. Ordinary swords may not be able to carry the future sword energy. Even a first-grade sword will be very difficult."

"And this sword has not yet been sharpened. Although the bamboo sword has no edge, the bamboo sword can also be sharpened... After it is sharpened, it will probably have even more dazzling power."

The first mountain master chuckled.

"It's true that we never started."

"In this world, the only place in the world that can make Qingshan open the sword's edge is the Jianchi Lake in Jianchi Palace in Sichuan. However, Jianchi Lake is the holy land of Jianchi Palace. If you want to use Jianchi Lake to open the sword's edge, you can ascend to the sky. Disaster."

"Zhao Huangting once went to Shuzhong in high spirits and wanted to use Jianchi Lake to attack. Although he defeated three great swordsmen of Jianhu Palace in a row, he was finally blocked by the master of Jianchi Palace, an old guy who was known as the Sword Master of Shu. He had no choice but to quit swordsmanship. Chihu failed to open the way for Qingshan.”

The Sixth Mountain Master said regretfully.

"Later, after Zhao moved south, Zhao Huangting never went to Shuzhong again, and he never tried to attack Qingshan again."

Hearing this, the first mountain master couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Sichuan Jianchi Palace, that is a sword-making family that has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. There are a lot of stubborn old bones. It is difficult to enter its holy land of Jianchi Lake. oh."

Everyone chatted for a while, watching the young man's aura gradually gather.

Li Youan's eyes were full of brilliance. At this moment, he was filled with the future scenes he had seen on the cliff.

Maybe he and Anle were the only ones who saw this scene, not even the six mountain masters knew about it.

Therefore, Li Youan has bright eyes and has great expectations for Anle. The person who controls the future sword energy may have the possibility to change the future.

Although the future we see is tragic, there is hope for change now.

"The three sword energies left by the Holy Master are the past, present and future. I understand the past and present. Only the future is difficult to control. Now the future sword energy is also controlled by others. The three sword energies left by the Holy Master in the world Everyone has a place to belong.”

Li Youan said softly: "Perhaps it's time to talk to the Holy Master again."

The First Mountain Master couldn't help but smile and said: "That's right, this future sword energy has never been controlled by anyone. Over the years, no one has been able to reach the level of dialogue with the teacher."

"Now that the sword energy of the future is being controlled by someone else, it's time for the next person to talk to the teacher appears."

"Who could it be? Could it be this little guy?"

The eyes of several mountain owners and Li Youan all fell on Anle.

However, it is too early to say this.

Who can talk to the Holy Master is not certain until the last moment.

"In this front examination, if he fails to reach the first place, he will have to wait until the next spring. But considering his invincibility, he will not have another chance, so it is really hard to say."

The first mountain master said.

This conversation with the Holy Master must be very grand, because at the same time, it may also determine the opening of the Seventh Mountain Gate and the ownership of the Seventh Mountain Lord.

The opening of the gate to the Holy Mountain is of great significance to the entire world.

This time, the Yuanmeng Empire will even participate in the opening of the mountain gate.

Today, the Yuanmeng Empire occupies the vast territory of the Middle Earth, absorbs the dragon veins of the world, is irrigated by the dragon veins, and has many geniuses. Emperor Yuanmeng, as the number one in the world, looks down upon the practitioners in the world. Countless Yuanmeng geniuses follow the example of Emperor Yuanmeng. , skyrocketing.

Once the Seventh Mountain Gate is opened, the geniuses of the Yuanmeng Empire will definitely come with eager eyes.

Even the six mountain masters don't know whether the seventh mountain master will be from Yuanmeng.

The Holy Mountain is not the Holy Mountain of Da Zhao, but the Holy Mountain of Middle Earth. For example, not all of the six mountain lords are from Da Zhao. The first mountain lord among them is a descendant of the destroyed previous dynasty and has nothing to do with Da Zhao. Not at all relevant.

The mountain breeze blows, the night is deep and the stars are shining.

An Le, who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the cliff for a long time, finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

The cool night wind blows in the mountains, and the many ancient branches and leaves in the forest are slowly caressing, making a slight rustling sound. Anle's white clothes are flying, holding the ordinary green mountains in his hands, and his eyes are still filled with excitement.

Because he controls the future sword energy, he becomes increasingly powerful and majestic and invincible. Coupled with the blessing of Haoran's sword energy, the whole person is actually somewhat independent from the world.

The future sword energy is hidden in Qingshan, and with Qingshan as the future, Anle can slowly comprehend the future sword energy in the future, and even completely control the future sword energy, bursting out the magical and world-shattering power of the sword energy.

He subconsciously looked at Li Youan, but was stunned because there were six more figures in the originally empty Fusong Mountain, including the familiar Sixth Mountain Lord.

"I've met the mountain master and all the seniors."

Anle put Mochi and Qingshan on his waist, cupped his fists and bowed to the six of them.

He didn't know the other people, but that didn't stop him from recognizing how powerful these people were. After all, except for the old man who came riding a crane and the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, the others all came in the form of soul distraction. That powerful spiritual aura made Anle tremble.

"These are the six mountain owners of the Holy Mountain."

Li Youan suppressed the worries in his heart about the future he had seen before. Now that Anle controls the future sword energy, he has hope, but there is no need to show worries on his face.

Six mountain owners?

Anle's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Each of the masters of the Holy Mountain... is a legendary figure, because those who can become the master of the Holy Mountain are all students of the Holy Master.

He had met the Lord of the Sixth Mountain in the Sixth Mountain before, but he never thought that he would actually meet them all today.

Anle once again clasped his fists and bowed, giving the mountain owners enough respect.

"Being able to control the teacher's sword energy in the future shows that you are very talented and have a close connection with the teacher. If you work hard, you may have the opportunity to become our junior brother."

Among the figures, a graceful female figure said with a smile.

Because it was the soul, the voice had a slight echo of the sound in the empty valley.

A Yuan Shen figure in flowing robes also spoke: "Teacher's three sword energies of the past, present and future possess unimaginable power. Although Youan has understood the past and present, he has truly mastered Only his current sword energy, with the help of his Qian Baidu, allows him to run rampant on the Canglang River battlefield."

"Even the few Heavenly Wolfs under Emperor Yuan Meng would find it difficult to keep You An."

"Therefore, although you have just mastered the sword energy of the future, if you have the opportunity, you can ask Youan for advice on the sword energy of the past and the present. If you can really master the teacher's three sword energies, you will be free and proud in this world. Merry.”

Many mountain owners couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

A smile appeared on Li Youan's lips: "If I have the chance, I will teach him. However, An Le has just mastered the sword energy of the future. There is no need to worry about the sword energy of the past and the present until he truly understands the sword energy of the future. , it’s never too late to learn how to use your sword energy in the future.”

“Otherwise, you will just bite off more than you can chew.”

An Le nodded solemnly when he heard the words. He naturally understood this truth.

Afterwards, the mountain masters chatted with An Le for a few more words, and then left one after another. The spirits dispersed like the wind. The first mountain bamboo left on a crane, and the sixth mountain master left with a sword.

Fusong Mountain returned to peace again, but this time, Anle didn't know that the commotion he had caused had already swept the entire world.

There are strong people from the Yuanmeng Empire, the Xiliang Kingdom, and the Dali Kingdom who are inspired by him. There are also strong people from Jianghu forces such as Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, and the Three Buddhist Temples vying for his attention.

Of course, these strong men did not know that such a young man would be in charge of the future sword energy.

Most of them still thought that the person in charge of this future sword energy was the legendary number one champion of Great Zhao, Li Youan.

After the six mountain masters left, Li Youan and Anle did not stay more on Fusong Mountain. Fusong Mountain had completed its mission and failed to become the seventh mountain. From now on, only Li Youan would come occasionally. No one will even care about it from now on.

The two of them flew away from this unknown mountain together and returned to the prosperous and dreamy Lin'an Mansion.

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…

Qin Xiangfu.

A plain, sad mood permeated both inside and outside this extremely noble mansion.

White and black cloth and silk were hung, and monks from Lanke Temple were invited to chant sutras and worship Buddha to save the souls of the dead.

The pavilion on the waterside pavilion, where Qin Qianqiu often enjoys it, is also hung with plain silk and black cloth.

An old figure was sitting in the pavilion, looking at the fish swimming in the small pond, in a daze.

After a long time, a handsome figure wearing black mourning clothes walked slowly, stepped into the pavilion, and stood beside the old man.

Qin Lishi glanced at Qin Hua'an, who was standing quietly beside him. There were not many emotional fluctuations or changes in his eyes.

"Your brother is dead."

Qin Lishi said with a hoarse voice.

"I know you don't like Qianqiu, and the relationship between you two is not harmonious, but after all, he has my blood flowing through him just like you."

Qin Lishi threw some bait and dropped it into the pond, causing the fish in the pond to bloom like spring flowers.

"I can see your talent. Qianqiu's talent is far inferior to yours, so I don't have too many expectations for him. I only hope that he can live well, but he doesn't want to waste time. He knows that his talent is not as good as yours, so he needs to do something He joins the eldest prince's service, hoping to gain fame and power comparable to yours through the eldest prince's appreciation."

Qin Lishi said softly, these words he had never said to Qin Huaan on weekdays.

For this son with extremely high talent, Qin Lishi did more to strictly urge him to practice.

"Your elder brother has good talent, but unfortunately he died early. Your younger brother has poor talent, but now he is also dead."

"Now, I, Qin Lishi, only have you as my son."

Qin Lishi sighed.

Qin Huaan didn't know what to say: "Do you need me to do anything?"

He didn't have much affection for Qin Qianqiu. He was not favored in the Qin Mansion. A child born by a maid was not presentable. If he didn't have a dazzling enough talent, the whole Lin'an might not know that Prime Minister Qin had a son named Qin Huaan.

Qin Lishi turned his head and glanced at Qin Huaan. He smiled with a rare and somewhat gentle smile: "Don't learn from your brother. Anle is in Lin'an. Now he has too many reliance and protection. If you can't kill him at once, you will alert the enemy. To kill him, you must find a perfect opportunity to kill him completely."

"And this day will not be too long. His help is only temporary, and he himself is too weak."

"Besides, the Fakong he killed was a disciple of the Lotus Temple's Crossing the Sea Saint Monk. Buddhism is the most protective of its shortcomings... Anle's cause and effect are considered to be tied."

"Therefore, don't take action against him casually."

Qin Lishi's rare gentleness made Qin Huaan's cold face a little flattered.

This is the second time that his father has been so gentle in all these years.

The first time was when he learned about his amazing talent for cultivation.

"This boy entered the palace examination, and you were also recommended to participate in the palace examination. He is on the small saint list like you, and both want to make a splash in the palace examination and compete with you for the qualification to have a dialogue with the saint master."

"I hope you can suppress him severely in the palace examination, crush him! Severely injure him and make his condition decline. I want you to guarantee that he will never be able to enter the top three."

Qin Lishi gradually became solemn.

Qin Lishi's words made Qin Hua'an's eyes solemn. Completely crush Anle, crush Anle in the palace examination, and severely injure Anle.

As long as Anle fails to enter the top three, he will not be pardoned by the emperor, and the laws of the Great Zhao will naturally fall on him.

At that time, his father can avenge his dead brother.

This request is not excessive, and it does not exceed the scope of Qin Hua'an's heart.

No matter how bad his relationship with Qin Qianqiu was, they were blood relatives after all. Qin Qianqiu was his half-brother, and it was right for him to work hard to avenge him.

"Father, don't worry. I will do my best in the palace test. Anle... I will also completely defeat him."

"Invincible force... He can't gather it in front of me."

Qin Hua'an said calmly.

In his calmness, he was full of confidence.

He ranked third on the Little Saint List, and the two princes of the Great Zhao suppressed him. Zhao Xianyou, of course, needs no further explanation. He was a banished immortal in the world, and mortals could not compare.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, was called the reincarnation of Zhao Zu, and his talent was unparalleled.

He was not wronged to be inferior to the two.

His talent, Qin Hua'an, was definitely not bad. He got all of this by his own talent, without relying on any resources of the Qin Mansion.

He was able to enter the Little Saint List because he got the Little Saint Order by his own ability.

Qin Hua'an is now at the peak of the fifth level of body forging and the peak of the fifth level of soul forging. In addition, he has also comprehended the secret skills passed down by the Saint Master in the Little Saint Order.

He believes that he is the top scholar of this spring exam.

Qin Lishi can feel the confidence in Qin Hua'an. He has never been too anxious about this son since he was a child, because everything Qin Hua'an does is always perfect.

Qin Hua'an looked at the koi fish rolling in the water. The koi fish, which are as gorgeous as fireworks, gradually made his eyes shine.

He is now his father's only son.

His father's eyes are now focused on him.

He wants to become the top scholar, and he wants to talk to the Saint Master.

He will definitely become his father's real pride.

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It was already late at night when he returned to Lin'an Prefecture.

Li Youan separated from him, and Anle went straight back to the small courtyard in Taimiao Lane.

After inserting the ink pool into the hole of the old locust tree that he had not seen for a long time, Anle sat cross-legged under the old locust tree, took the bamboo sword Qingshan, and bathed in the starlight that broke through the evening clouds and sprinkled on the world. His mind emerged and wandered into the Qingshan.

As soon as his mind sank, Anle saw the towering Qingshan.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he could see a magnificent sword energy, which was translucent and soared straight up, like a dragon entrenched in the mountain, circling around the Qingshan.

The sword energy was unprecedentedly powerful. Anle seemed to become extremely small in front of this Qingshan and in front of this sword energy.

Looking at this Qingshan and this dragon-like sword energy, Anle's mind trembled slightly.

The silky sword energy, like the wind and waves blowing from the towering mountain, impacted his mind, like a baptism, a kind of refinement.

An Le was rubbing the future sword energy. He knew that he was just taking the future sword energy out of the cliff and suppressing it with Qingshan. If he wanted to truly master the future sword energy and turn it into something that belonged to him, it would be a long way to go.

However, An Le was eager. The heroic spirit in his heart, the spirit of the young man, and the invincible force that was condensed made the young man never retreat.

He was even full of fighting spirit and wanted to conquer the dragon entrenched in Qingshan.

He stared at Qingshan and the sword energy, and kept looking.

Suddenly, he had the illusion of visualization.

An Le suddenly shuddered. The method of refining the soul that he had been practicing was the "Sword Waterfall Picture" taught by Madam Hua. As a top-level method of refining the soul, An Le would gain something every time he visualized the Sword Waterfall Picture.

However, visualizing the Sword Waterfall Picture seemed to be too different from visualizing the Green Mountain and the future sword energy.

He could use the visualization of this Green Mountain and the future sword energy that occupied the Green Mountain to temper his mind!

Viewing the future sword energy Green Mountain as a visualization picture must be stronger than the sword waterfall.

The sword waterfall is ultimately illusory, only on paper, while the future sword energy and Green Mountain are right in front of An Le.

An Le carefully visualized, and his mind was constantly growing.

After a night of visualization, An Le's mind withdrew from the Bamboo Sword Green Mountain, the sword energy in the Niwan Palace was clanging, and the heart sword embryo seemed to have a slightly different meaning.

The Yuanshen, which had just been condensed, has now grown much stronger. The Yuanshen's body is solid, just like a real person, which shows how huge the condensed mind is.

The sky is clear and the light of the morning sun shines on the courtyard.

Anle stood up, picked up Qingshan, and began to dance with the sword in the courtyard. He danced the three swords of Ci Pai.

After practicing the sword, he inserted Qingshan into the hole of the old locust tree and began to practice the ancient monster five animals.

On the long embankment of West Lake, he killed Fakong, the disciple of the monk crossing the sea. The other party was the first five-level practitioner killed by Anle.

Although it was only the fifth level of body forging, and the spirit refining was still the fourth level, it must be said that Anle also felt a little pressure from the opponent's strength.

So, Anle won, killed the opponent, strengthened his invincibility, and his mind became more tenacious.

The body forging cultivation was also under the feedback of the clear air of the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit, breaking through to the fourth level in one fell swoop, giving birth to the mysterious meaning of martial arts.

Anle's inner elixir was hanging in the dantian like a blazing sun, and the curling blood and qi lingered around the inner elixir.

In the inner elixir, there seemed to be the roar of the ancient demon tiger, the roar of the fierce bear, and the hissing of the demon ape.

His martial arts profound meaning was generated by integrating the visions of the ancient demons and five animals.

Now, once he makes a move, he has enough divine power to surge, blood and qi to roll, and the visions of the ancient demons are formed. He can also condense into profound meaning, and use blood and qi to condense into shape to kill at a distance.

It greatly enhances the lethality of the body-building martial arts!

With the addition of the five kills of music, Anle feels that his combat effectiveness has definitely improved by more than one level. If he meets Monk Fakong again, he can even easily crush him.

Anle was in a good mood. He entered the inner room, changed into clean clothes, and put on Qingshan and Mochi. Anle took a book and left the courtyard while reading.

Walking along Taimiao Lane, under the gazes of many literati and poets who were either frightened, enthusiastic, or avoiding suspicion, we stepped onto the edge of West Lake.

The body of Monk Fakong had long been taken away by the Black Court, and everything in West Lake returned to its usual tranquility and beauty.

On the lake, a small boat was floating quietly.

On the boat, Fairy Yunrou was playing the zither, and she seemed to see Anle, and her eyes under the veil smiled softly.

Anle was dressed in white like snow, with wide sleeves filled with breeze, and stepped on the lake to board the boat. On the boat, she quietly listened to the music of Fairy Yunrou, while listening to the music to cultivate the rhythm of the five-killing music, while reading to prepare for the imperial examination.

The water of West Lake was surging.

The years were quiet.

However, this quiet scene attracted an uproar from many literati and poets on the long embankment, but everyone was envious and jealous, but did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing An Dajia who was reading quietly on the boat.

Mr. An is not only good at painting, but also good at killing people.

One day he killed a vicious monk, and then he killed the young master of the Qin Mansion regardless of the power of Prime Minister Qin...

Mr. An's reputation for evil also spread in Lin'an Prefecture.

This is a ruthless person that no one dares to offend easily.

After listening to a few pieces of music, An Le said goodbye to Fairy Yun Rou, left the West Lake, walked to Jing Street, and came to Lin Mansion, where he worked and painted as usual.

After entering Lin Mansion, he was taken to Tianbo Waterside Pavilion by Miss Xixiang.

However, as soon as he arrived at Tianbo Waterside Pavilion, he chatted with Madam Hua, who was wearing a long black gauze dress and lying on the couch lazily reading.

Outside the waterside pavilion, Lin Zhuifeng's carefree voice rang out, like a loud speaker, echoing in half of Lin Mansion.

"It's out! Two days after the second place list was announced, the list of the first place list of the Spring Examination is finally out!"

"Awesome!"

"Mr. An won!"

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