Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 56

The stars line up, the night is bright and deep, and the rock point is lonely and the moon is not sinking.

The night is getting darker, and the wind that blows seems to be chilling.

A battle among practitioners caused the surrounding people to hide in their homes, not daring to light lamps or speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the battle and only being affected.

At the intersection of Qingbo Street, An Le stands on the spot and raises his eyes, wearing two swords of Qingshan Mochi on his waist, bathed in the cold moonlight and stars, and his handsome face adds a little bit of enchantment.

But at this moment, the brilliance of the entire long street was gathered by the Confucian shirt man with a single knife.

An Le looked at it seriously, with some admiration in her heart.

Luo Qingchen raised his sword to slash the heart of the Dao, from then on he did not seek the Dao, but only wished for happiness, this is a very amazing courage.

Dao heart is the gathering of a person's belief, spirit, will, etc. in seeking Tao. Once it is cut off, it will not only cut off the heart of the way, but also the road to the future.

Perhaps, with this cut, Luo Qingchen's cultivation will stop here forever, no longer diligent.

An Le was amazed by this courage.

It is said that when a man is angry, his blood will splatter five steps, but if a scholar is angry, he will also act freely and decisively.

Because of the death of the coachman, Luo Qingchen was so angry that he slashed his heart, and returned the favor he had borrowed from Qin Xiangfu to wash his heart with the East Sea Dixin Pearl, and then he raised his sword to kill Qin Qianqiu.

Gratitude and resentment are clearly distinguished!
He was not dazzled by hatred, and killed An Le with a long knife, because Luo Qingchen knew that An Le was also a victim, and the real instigator was Qin Qianqiu.

If he raised his sword to Anle, he would have fulfilled the wish of the messenger.

The grievance has its head, the debt has its owner, where the long knife is directed, the one who is looking for is the creditor!

Although, after swinging the knife this time, Luo Qingchen may not be able to survive again, but this Qingzhou genius who was once famous in Lin'an Mansion may be famous again in Lin'an tonight!
Luo Qingchen, who had cut off his Dao heart, suddenly glowed with the peak brilliance of his once outstanding talent!

All this happened so quickly, Qin Qianqiu was even in a state of confusion, when the sharp knife energy cut the skin and brought the meaning of death.

Only when Qin Qianqiu understood, endless anger and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes!
"presumptuous!"

"The following guilty!"

"Luo Qingchen, you are crazy!"

Qin Qianqiu roared and scolded on the chariot.

Wang Qinhe next to him had a numb scalp, and Luo Qingchen's cultivation had both broken five realms, so he couldn't resist it.

Wang Qinhe was depressed, he was just pretending to be a future opponent, An Le, to show his majesty, but he never thought that before he pretended to be majestic, Luo Qingchen got the Dragon's Back Saber instead, and in turn helped kill Qin Qianqiu.

The precious sword of Longji seems to have been revived in the hands of Luo Qingchen, a former genius, the clanging blade is extremely sharp!
It was only a mile away, Luo Qingchen ran faster and faster, sword energy, saber energy, and mind formed a tornado!
Qin Qianqiu's heart trembled, never thought that Luo Qingchen would be so crazy for a cart driver!
Dragons have the madness of reversing scales, and so do humans.

In Lin'an, the coachman Zhu Shan was the only person close to Luo Qingchen, now, being forced to death by Qin Qianqiu, how could Luo Qingchen not be angry!
"Luo Qingchen, you are looking for death!"

Qin Qianqiu's face also became cold and silent. After experiencing the initial shock and fear, all that remained was anger. As for his own safety, he was not too worried.

After all, he is the young son of the Qin family, the son that Qin Xiang loves and treasures the most.

Although the talent is mediocre, she is protected by a strong man with the power of energy, and has many magic weapons for self-defense!

Luo Qingchen could not threaten him.

The majestic aura, qi and blood, sword qi, and saber qi roared, gathering together in the dark night of Qingbo Street, like an angry dragon rushing out.

Luo Qingchen held the treasured saber Dragon Spine in his hand, just like the head of an angry dragon, approaching constantly!

In the distance, An's optimistic heart surged, which was a bit shocking, this was Luo Qingchen's full strength, the blazing blood, and the majestic mind, are by no means comparable to what he is today!
this night.

Qin Xiangfu suddenly had a majestic recovery, and a thought seemed to make the stars tremble.

The Yuanshen thought of the strong man in the seven realms of refining the gods rolled out and crossed in an instant.

"Bold!"

The primordial spirit trembled, forming a strong scolding supernatural power!
However, Luo Qingchen didn't change his face, dragged the knife and continued to charge forward, and it was already approaching in an instant.

On the chariot, Qin Qianqiu's body and blood were intertwined and burst out, and his mind was surging. Even if there were many treasures of heaven and earth, with his talent, he had only reached the fifth level of body training and the third level of spiritual refinement.

And this is already his limit, and it is also the limit of mediocre talent.

"You have received the favor of my Qin family, how can it be clear that you can cut off your Dao heart?"

"A dog that bites its master is a vicious dog and must be beaten to death!"

Qin Qianqiu maintained the calmness of the superior, and opened his mouth coldly. The next moment, the magic weapon of protection was activated, and a phantom of a golden ancient bell enveloped his body.

This is the third-rank body protection magic weapon of Lanke Temple, the Vajra Bell!
At the same time, the primordial spirit of the strong guard descended across the road in an instant, and raising his hand was the wall of spiritualization.

However, Qin Qianqiu's Dao protector Yuanshen suddenly showed horror, and suddenly raised his head to look at the night sky.

There seemed to be a lonely and independent figure standing on the bright moon, and a ray of sword energy sprang out from his fingers, and the wall of his mind collapsed.

"Li You'an!"

In Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, an unbelievable sound rose up into the sky, completely tearing apart the silence of Lin'an Mansion.

With this startled shout, all kinds of tyrannical spirits in the Lin'an mansion sprang up, as if a single name was enough to set off a tide in Lin'an.

On the long street, Luo Qingchen froze for a moment... Li Youan?

But he quickly came back to his senses, seized this opportunity, and threw the Dragon's Back Saber violently, and the Dragon's Back Saber crossed like a bolt of lightning and hit the Diamond Bell.

when--

In the silent night of Lin'an, the sound of the ancient bell exploding endlessly!

The Dragon's Back Knife was thrown away, and the luxurious chariot under Qin Qianqiu exploded in an instant, sending countless sawdust flying across.

Qin Qianqiu, who was wrapped in the diamond bell, was knocked into the air several meters and hit the ground in a mess.

Luo Qingchen was already approaching, the silver sword in his hand slammed down, facing Qin Qianqiu who was wrapped in the diamond bell, it kept pulling down.

Every time the diamond bell rings, it means that Qin Qianqiu has been whipped once.

The third-grade Buddhist body protection magic weapon...it is really expensive, smelly and hard.

Luo Qingchen really couldn't break it, but it didn't matter if he couldn't break it, he just kept beating the vajra bell like this, every time he lashed, Qin Qianqiu's complexion turned pale, it was the impact on the mind that controlled the vajra bell.

With Qin Qianqiu's mind, which is comparable to the three realms of refining gods, it is too difficult to control this kind of magic weapon.

At the back, Luo Qingchen even rode on the ancient clock himself, with blood surging, he threw his fist at the clock.

This may be Qin Qianqiu's unprecedented moment of humiliation.

He was like a dead dog, being ridden on his body, pressed to the ground, whipped and punched continuously.

Luo Qingchen's fists were blurred with blood, and Qin Qianqiu in the Vajra Bell was also bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his mind was weakened. Seeing that he couldn't kill Qin Qianqiu who was defended by a third-grade magic weapon, he got up suddenly.

Unable to understand his hatred, he kicked again, and after a dull bell rang, he quickly backed up.

The mind of the strong man at the seventh level of refining gods suddenly dropped, and he wanted to capture Luo Qingchen.

However, the standing Yuehua's figure bounced off a ray of sword energy again, and Qin Qianqiu's mind of the guardian broke down again.

Luo Qingchen took this opportunity to roll up the sword light and quickly retreated.

On Qingbo Street, Luo Qingchen dusted off his shirt, returned to An Le's side, and bowed to An Le, "Mr. An, we will meet later."

"I hope that your promise to me can be fulfilled."

Luo Qingchen said.

An Le was dressed in white, clasped his fists and said solemnly, "Waiting, take care."

Luo Qingchen walked to the corpse of the coachman Zhu Shan, carried the burly corpse on his back, and looked up at the figure standing on the bright moon with complicated eyes.

"Thank you."

Luo Qingchen said.

Above the moonlight, the legendary number one scholar Li You'an said calmly: "Look, even the seventh level of refining the gods can't handle my sword energy, why are you clinging to it for more than ten years?"

Luo Qingchen was dumbfounded, and then laughed loudly: "It's me who has a picture."

"Unfortunately, it's too late to understand."

"When I left Qingzhou with arrogance, Lin'an was wasted for ten years..."

"gone."

Luo Qingchen's loud laughter shook the long street. At this moment, he had a clear idea, but he didn't know if it was because of cutting off his heart, or because of Li Youan's words.

After returning from the sea, lying down on the book, the pride in my life has not been completely eliminated!
Luo Qingchen jumped up and galloped towards the outside of Lin'an Mansion.

The strong men from the Qin Xiangfu had already arrived.

Above the moonlight, Li You'an chuckled lightly: "I am very happy to watch you slash your Taoist heart today. I will give you a ride. If you are willing, you can join our army and start as a pawn, and you will be the general." Keep."

After finishing speaking, Li Youan flicked lightly.

The sword energy is like a ray of river tide, straddling the sky above Lin'an Mansion.

Blocking the stars in the sky also blocked all the strong men who were chasing out from the Qin Xiangfu.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion of Qin, there was a man with a strong heart like Chong Xingdou, who sighed faintly: "General Li, Luo Qingchen injured the young master, this is a felony, do you really want to protect this person?"

Li You'an sat upright behind the sword qi Jiang Chao, his plain clothes were like flying snow.

"Isn't Young Master Qin still dead? It's just a skin injury. Young Master Qin has killed quite a few people over the years. I've also heard of it in the army. If you want to settle the crime, Young Master Nine Deaths will be hard to escape."

The indifferent voice was somewhat ethereal.

The man from the Prime Minister's Mansion was at a loss for words, sighed again, and stopped talking.

Li You'an's return to Lin'an, there are too many things involved behind it, at this juncture, I can't afford to offend him.

Qingbo Street, quiet down.

An Le looked at Luo Qingchen who laughed and left, with a smile on his lips.

He walked to the side of the road, picked up the old rice wine, picked up the beef wrapped in oil paper, bathed in the stars and moonlight, wore a green mountain ink pool on his waist, and headed towards the yard.

As for the screaming Qin Qianqiu who was beaten in the distance, and Wang Qinhe who silently picked up the Dragon's Back Saber, neither of them took another look.

Stepping on the bluestone road, the night wind blows slowly.

Stepping into Taimiao Lane, the pace is a pause.

But before the courtyard closed, there were two figures chatting and laughing.

One is the old man of Taimiao holding a bamboo stick.

The other person was the legendary No. [-] Scholar Li You'an who just came to the Lin'an mansion with sword energy like a river tide, blocking half of Lin'an's seat.

Looking at the two of them, An Le couldn't help but weigh the old rice wine in his hand.

Tonight, this jug of turbid wine may not be enough.

(End of this chapter)