Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 30

The spring night in Lin'an Mansion is not the most pleasant. Compared with summer night, the evening wind in spring is a bit chillier, and the body is thinner, so it is easy to catch the wind and cold.

Qingbo Street, as the sunset fades into darkness, the whole street becomes quiet.

Although there is no curfew in Dazhao, and the night market is quite prosperous, the lights are corrupt and colorful, but it is limited to Yu Street and the main long street, where vendors are willing to endure the cold night wind to set up their stalls.

After all, Qingbo Street is a bit out of the way. If you set up a night stall here, you can only endure the cold wind all night and earn little money.

Therefore, at night, the whole street becomes quiet.

The carriage stopped, the steed neighed slightly and breathed out heat, the coachman sat on the shaft, a burly man wearing a bamboo hat.

The old bamboo hat was cut in half by Mrs. Hua's spring rain, and he had to replace it with a new one.

He was sitting on the shaft of the car, the energy and blood on his body was like a tumbling oven, concealed, he released his not-so-proficient mind, and explored towards the killing field that was about to erupt in Taimiao Alley.

He needs to "see with his own eyes" that the young man was killed. Only in this way, when he reports to the husband, he will not make mistakes.

However, he believed that this time, he should be sure.

The young man had just completed his enlightenment practice a few days ago, and he had just opened up his energy and blood, and he was able to enter meditation. Such a newcomer to practice naturally has no resistance at all in the face of a ruthless character like Hu Jingang whose hands are stained with blood.

Hu Jingang's qi and blood had already opened to perfection, and it was not far from using qi and blood as a furnace to forge spiritual bones in his body. There should be no surprises when he met that young man who was worthy of cultivation.

The coachman raised his head and looked at the dark Taimiao Lane. He couldn't help thinking of that day, when the spring rain fell, and the young man faced the pressure of his husband, but he still stood tall and straight, like a solitary green pine, or like a plum blossom in frost.

The tenacity of the teenager is admirable.

It is very common for new practitioners to lower their eyebrows and bow their heads in the face of Mr. Luo's coercion.

With a tiger in his chest and arrogance in his heart, it is rare to be able to block the coercion.

But no matter how strong the toughness is, if the strength is weak, death will still happen.

Suddenly, the eyes under the driver's bamboo hat narrowed slightly, and a gust of wind floated out from the alley, carrying some scorching blood.

"here we go."

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Within the courtyard.

Anle has already finished the practice of "Five Birds Exercise" and is currently visualizing "Sword Waterfall Picture". Fifteen strands of time energy are blessed on the five birds, and the remaining four strands, Anle chooses to bless "Sword Waterfall Picture" .

The blessing of time and energy made Anle's visualization of the "Sword Waterfall Picture" more profound. Originally, he could only visualize the first page of the Sword Waterfall Picture, but as the refining god stepped into the fetal breath, he could visualize the second page.

The second page of the Sword Waterfall Picture depicts two intertwined swords. The swords in the picture look unremarkable at first glance, but when you visualize them with your mind, they have infinite sharpness!

After all, he has just stepped into the fetal breath, and needs to be strengthened a lot. If he visualizes easily, he will be easily injured by the sword intent in the sword waterfall picture.

After blessing the energy of the years, this trouble is gone, and there is no pressure to visualize the second page.

The silver moon is like a disk, and the stars are shining brightly.

Sprinkling it on the young man in white in the yard, making the young man's handsome face even more dusty.

Suddenly, An Le, who was visualizing the picture of the sword waterfall, opened his eyes and calmly looked out of the courtyard gate.

It's like some monster that chooses to eat people is hidden in the darkness.

The sound of the straw sandals rubbing against the bluestone slabs in the alley slowly approached.

A scorching qi and blood, under the perception of An Le's mind, gradually burst out.

The moonlight cast a shadow, revealing a figure. It was a man wearing a bamboo hat. He was thin and not strong. He was carrying a thick-backed sword, which looked quite strange.

An Le glanced at the visitor, but she didn't panic. She still sat in the small chair and poured herself a glass of old rice wine that was blown cold by the evening wind in spring.

After drinking a glass of rice wine, the aroma of the wine filled the lips.

"It is expected that Qiao Chunhan is the most murderous. Your Excellency is not at home warming up wine, but you carry a big knife into my house. You must... come to kill me."

An Le said lightly, took a piece of pork head and chewed it slowly.

The figure carrying the knife took off his bamboo hat, threw it on the ground casually, raised his face that didn't look very vicious, and looked playfully at the young man who was eating wine and meat under the moonlight.

"Do you recognize me?"

Hu Jingang laughed.

An Le took another sip of the old rice wine, and glanced at Hu Jingang, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

As the one who painted Hu Jingang's real face, how could he not recognize it? The reason for his surprise is that this Hu Jingang actually came to kill him.

Because of his wanted picture?

"The picture you made for Hei Ya really made me suffer. I was almost caught. I hated you so much that I came to kill you."

"Are you sure?"

Hu Jingang put down the knife he was carrying, and the qi and blood on his body began to surge and grow stronger, and the aura of full qi and blood made even Qiao Chunhan feel hot.

An Le tasted the old rice wine: "You came to kill me because of the painting?"

"I'm afraid someone specially instructed you to come here, and wants to use the knife in your hand to kill me, otherwise, how can you, a scurrying rat chased by the black yamen, find my new residence so accurately, and come to kill me openly? "

Hu Jingang narrowed his eyes, he was hit by the fact, but he didn't react too much. In his opinion, An Le was already a dead person.

He has just opened up his energy and blood, and has just entered meditation, although he can be regarded as a practitioner, there is no threat to him.

Hu Jingang's knife tip arrived and pierced the ground for three points: "You young man, since you know, why don't you run away?"

An Le put down the wine cup, holding a chopstick between two fingers.

Looking at Hu Jingang calmly, he said, "This is my home, why should I run away?"

"It's so courageous, but it's a pity, I prefer that you show panic and despair before you die. It will give you a sense of accomplishment when you kill like this." Hu Jingang laughed, and the next moment, his angry eyes widened, and his blood came like waves!
The big knife pierced into the ground in the courtyard was pulled forward brazenly and backwards.

The rubble shattered by the thick-backed sword shot like a sharp arrow, and Hu Jingang followed closely behind, slashing towards Anle.

An Le sat upright on the chair, his face gradually becoming serious. This was the first battle he had encountered so far in practice.

Before at Jingjiekou, I met two ordinary people who were just ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. Naturally, they didn’t count.

However, An Le has no fear, no timidity, only excitement and agitation.

The tiger in his chest seemed to be about to jump out.

The only threat is that Hu Jingang is holding a weapon, and he has never wielded a weapon, so he has his own disadvantages in the fight.

But An Le surpassed Hu Jingang in the realm of refining gods. In fact, this was enough.

Facing the thick-backed broadsword that King Kong slashed, An Le gently pushed the chopsticks held between his two fingers with a sword-pointing gesture.

That chopstick bounced off the table at an extremely fast speed, stained with the oil stains of the pig's head, turned into dark light trails, tore through the darkness of the precipitous spring night, and pierced King Kong's neck.

The mind in the fetal resting state is wrapped in chopsticks, galloping like a sword light.

Hu Jingang's hairs stood on end, he immediately retracted the knife and blocked it in front of his throat, the chopsticks stabbed like flying swords, and the overflowing fetal breath made Hu Jingang's heart tremble!

"The second stage of refining gods... Fetal breath?!"

"No, in the first two stages of refining the gods, entering concentration and killing the fetal breath are weak. After being refined, the power of the mind is released, and the refining spirit becomes terrifying. This young man is only the fetal breath, why is it putting so much pressure on me?!"

Hu Jingang broke out in cold sweat instantly. If he hadn't blocked it just now, the chopsticks would have pierced his throat.

I was a little annoyed, that nobleman... what kind of information!

This is called just getting into meditation?
However, Hu Jingang is ferocious and has experienced many battles after all. He is full of energy and blood after all. If he is close to a practitioner who refines the fetal breath of the gods, he still has a chance!

Think about this.

Without hesitation, Hu Jingang threw out the thick-backed broadsword in his hand like a hidden weapon, and his figure also jumped out behind the broadsword, approaching An Le.

An Le looked at Hu Jingang who swung his sword and flew towards him, a flash of fighting intent flashed in his eyes.

"Come!"

The body stood up from the chair in an instant, sideways avoiding the big knife.

Afterwards, he came out of the mountain like a tiger and swooped out, which is the tiger style of the five birds forging body!
It is stronger than the tutu, bold and majestic, and its fierceness is not the same as that of ordinary beasts!
Anle's whole body is full of energy and blood, and the blood also bursts out like a mountain torrent!

Hu Jingang, who had just swooped in, felt that the young man had instantly turned into a colorful tiger, and his blood was surging and not weaker than his, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

The next moment, a terrifying force hit Hu Jingang's body, and he only felt pain.

The whole person was bloody and dazed in the spring night, and drew an elegant parabola reflecting the stars over the small courtyard.

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