Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 19 Dao Fruit Metamorphosis, Eternal Talent

There was a bit of fear in Lin Qingyin's voice, accompanied by the cool spring rain, the atmosphere seemed a little cold.

The man wearing a bamboo hat, draped coir raincoat, and carrying a hatchet around his waist slowly raised his head, revealing a handsome face under the bamboo hat, with a high nose bridge, knife-like eyebrows, and deep eyes that seemed to hold the boundless starry sky .

This man is indeed a bit too handsome, even though An Le, who thinks he is good-looking, is a little less attractive than a mature man.

"It's Ninth Sister..."

Fourth Master Lin's voice was a little hoarse. He glanced at Lin Qingyin. With his cultivation, he could naturally hear Lin Qingyin's previous words. However, the man had already gotten used to it and didn't care.

"Fourth Uncle forgive me."

Lin Qingyin hurriedly bowed her body and saluted, talking about people behind her back was a shameless act, not to mention being caught on the spot was even more embarrassing.

"It's okay, what you said is the truth, so why not talk about it, since I am willing to return to Lin'an from the Yuanmeng Emperor's capital, I am naturally prepared to be looked down upon by the world."

The man smiled gently, looking quite free and easy.

Then, his eyes turned and fell on An Le. He first saw An Le's handsome face, and then he froze for a moment, as if he saw his young self in An Le.

"Are you the painter who was rescued by my sister-in-law?" Lin Siye said.

An Le held the oil-paper umbrella in one hand, raised the other in front of his chest, bowed and said, "Xiaosheng Anle, I have met Fourth Master."

Fourth Master Lin nodded, and the curtain of spring rain beads in front of the bamboo hat intertwined and fell down.

"The one who made the move was the little guy named Luo Qingchen. With his back to the Qin family, he naturally had no fear of the Lin family. At the beginning, the seventh younger brother beat the second son of the Qin family to death in the civil and martial arts competition. It's still going on."

"You are being targeted now, it's better to be careful."

Fourth Master Lin said.

When An Le heard this, she couldn't help feeling that these people in the Lin Mansion were indeed kind-hearted.

"Thank you, Fourth Master, for reminding me, Xiaosheng will pay attention, but since he joined the Lin family, he can't stay out of it, he will face the wind and the rain."

Lin Zhuifeng on the side grinned and said, "Fourth Master, the eldest lady said that as long as the eldest lady is in Lin'an, she will protect Mr. An's safety."

Lin Siye's face under the bamboo hat suddenly changed, and he glanced at An Le in surprise.

"This is a statement of defense."

"Since sister-in-law has said the words of defense, you can rest assured..."

However, Fourth Master Lin also heard the deep meaning in Mrs. Hua's words.

"Sister-in-law's words to defend the Dao...has a hidden intention to leave Lin'an, why? Is it because the emperor used the big brother's turmoil as a reward for the palace test?"

Fourth Master Lin frowned, and there was a hint of worry in the depths of his eyes.

"Fourth Master, since you are back, how about letting Mr. An paint for you?" Lin Zhuifeng asked after thinking about it.

Fourth Master Lin came back to his senses, his complexion returned to normal, and he shook his head lightly: "I'll let it go, the court won't and dare not reuse my identity, and even held back the Lin family. Now that I'm not going on an expedition, why bother to make a commemorative painting... ..."

"I'll tell the old lady, you go."

After finishing speaking, Fourth Master Lin didn't speak to the crowd, he took a step, his figure disappeared into the haze of mist and rain, and headed towards Qingfengyuan.

An Le held the umbrella in one hand, and watched the disappearing figure of Fourth Master with the other.

Lin Siye's body was full of age, with hundreds of twists and turns, perhaps only a little less than Mrs. Hua's in number.

An Le thought for a while, but after all, she couldn't hold it back. With a thought, the column of the light curtain [Aura of Time] twitched slightly, and a ray of Qi of time was absorbed from Fourth Master Lin with difficulty.

It's a pity that the energy of time has not flowed into gold, which makes Anle feel a little regretful, and the second ray has not been absorbed.

Because An Le had a hunch that the remaining power of the light curtain might not be able to absorb the second ray from Fourth Master Lin, but some people might be able to absorb some.

In fact, for the strong to absorb the Qi of the Years, if they cannot absorb the Qi of the Golden Years, it will be a disadvantage for An Le. However, sometimes, if you don’t try, how will you know that you won’t be able to draw the Qi of the Golden Years, and condense the Dao Fruit of the Years? Woolen cloth?
Drinking and pecking has its own rules.

Of course, An Le is also looking forward to becoming stronger. After becoming stronger, he will be freer by absorbing the energy of time.

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Luo Qingchen walked on foot in a mess, feeling a little dazed.

His Dao heart was dusted again, and Lin Fuhua Jie Bing made a move, his mind turned into a sword, and the sword energy was like a waterfall. The mighty and unparalleled made him tremble all over, and vaguely, he thought of that cottage many years ago Among them, the man grabbed him with five fingers and patted him lying on the snow.

It was a nightmare he couldn't get rid of.

Unknowingly, he walked to the Qin Mansion.

Stepping into the Qin Mansion, many people greeted him respectfully, everyone was respectful, after all, now Luo Qingchen is a celebrity around Young Master Qin.

When I came to the water pavilion of the Qin Mansion, the rain was falling, the scenery of the water pavilion was hazy, and a secluded stream flowed between the rockeries.

In the leisure pavilion, a young man in Chinese clothes is watching chess records and playing chess.

The chess pieces picked up from time to time landed on the sandalwood chessboard, making a crisp sound, which overwhelmed the patter of rain from the sky and the earth.

"Young master."

Luo Qingchen stood in the rain, cupping his fists and bowing.

The young man was still playing chess, without even turning his head to look: "Sir, did you play against Hua Jiebing? How do you feel?"

"It's unfathomable, he's a heavenly figure like Li You'an." Luo Qingchen sighed.

In the past, he walked out of Qingzhou with a spirit comparable to that of an immortal in the sky, but when he came to Lin'an, he was defeated by the palm of the legendary number one scholar Li Youan, and his Taoist heart was covered with mottled cracks that day.

The other side knows that there are so many characters in Tianzong, and Luo Qingchen is not qualified.

"Master Hua Jiebing is from the wife of the first mountain lord of the holy mountain, inherited from the Ganye Temple, and her spiritual cultivation is extremely high. However, there is still a gap with the legendary number one scholar Li You'an. Li You'an is a peerless figure who has been commented by a holy master."

The young man stopped playing chess, stood up, walked to the pavilion, and looked at the spring rain all over the sky.

"Mister's breathing is ups and downs, and his mind is restless. Go down and rest earlier. Yuguanyin's heart sword is famous in Lin'an. If you don't get rid of the influence early, I'm afraid it will hinder you from breaking through."

Youth Road.

Luo Qingchen nodded, hesitated for a while, and asked: "That young painter..."

"Since Hua Jiebing made a move today, he has shown his attitude. If I send a powerful practitioner to deal with a young man who has just entered the country, it will be embarrassing. I am afraid that Hua Jiebing will not keep it anymore. Painter, it is not worthwhile to lose the strong under my command."

"Besides, the spring is just around the corner, and the young man is still a juror. At this juncture, there is no need to cause trouble. In addition, the test in front of the palace is about to start. The Holy One will calm the storm as a gift. Hua Jiebing can't sit still. There is no need to provoke him at this time." she."

"Everything will be settled after the end of the spring and the end of the examination in front of the palace."

"At that time, the young painter was afraid that he would regret it very much for entering the Lin Mansion."

The young man stretched out his hand, picked a grain of spring rain from the sky, and smiled indifferently.

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, what he wanted to say was that the young man was a little different, his talent might not be as idiot as he had imagined.

But in the eyes of today's young master, a late enlightenment and a low cultivation base are unsightly, no different from a fool.

Now that Young Master has made up his mind, he said no more and left.

The young man in the pavilion looked at Luo Qingchen and shook his head.

"Last time, Donghai Dixin Bead helped you wash away the dust from your Dao Heart, but this time, only you, Luo Qingchen, can get rid of the shadow of Jade Guanyin's Heart Sword."

"If you get rid of it, there is still the possibility of being diligent."

"If you can't get rid of it, then...the value will be greatly reduced."

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Lin Mansion, Martial Arts Hall.

For the first time, An Le met many young masters of the Lin family.

Intertwined energy and blood, turbulent mind, the atmosphere in the martial arts hall is warm.

These sons, shirtless, holding spears, dancing like dragons, screaming and roaring, as if they were on the battlefield, fighting the enemy head-on!
Looking at this scene, Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin were not surprised. It was the first time An Le saw it, and they were really shocked.

After all, among the young masters of the Lin family, the youngest looked no more than seven or eight years old, but he was also holding a Zhangba long spear, humming and dancing there.

"This is the third generation son of my Lin family. Most of them are of the same generation as me. I rank ninth among my peers, so I am also called the ninth younger sister." Lin Qingyin introduced An Le with a smile.

An Le nodded, his eyes sparkled slightly, and he looked at the young masters in the Martial Arts Hall, looking at the age lingering on them. Although everyone didn't have much age, they couldn't stand the crowd.

An Le thought about it, although he had absorbed the spirit of time from Fourth Master Lin, the light curtain still moved.

Facing the two nearby young masters who are sparring, they absorbed four wisps of time energy.

Four wisps of time qi were recorded in the account, and now Anle has accumulated five wisps!
Without hesitation, two strands of the five strands of time energy are blessed into the fruit of the years of time [Practice Genius], and the original eight strands are combined to ten strands of perfection.

All of a sudden, An Le only felt a burst of fresh air bursting out from under the soles of his feet, pouring straight into his mind, and bursting out from the top of the sky!

It seems to be rushing to the sky!

Everything is clear.

[Tao gives birth to one, life to two, time does not live, seasons flow, Tao fruit sloughs by itself]

[Cultivation genius sloughs off, a talent through the ages]

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