Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #147 - Chapter 147: Take off the prince’s head and send it to the emperor, asking the Holy Master to return

The second prince, Zhao Pei, ran away without hesitation. Whether Anle would kill him or not, there was no need to deny this.

Anle must have the courage to wield the sword against him.

Perhaps it can be thought that when I killed him for the first time, it was because both of them were geniuses on the Little Saint List. Even if they died, they could use the Little Saint Order to resurrect them, so the sword fell without hesitation.

However, when the first sword fell, the cold murderous intent in Anle’s eyes was so intense that the second prince Zhao Pei did not dare to gamble.

Moreover, the situation at this moment was too unfavorable for him.

After Li Qingchuan, at the request of the old Heavenly Master’s Xinghui clone, absorbed his essence and blood into the glass cup and became An Le’s Taoist slave, the second prince Zhao Pei lost his ability to deal with An Le.

Li Qingchuan would even become Anle’s weapon against him.

One of the Nine Realms…

The second prince Zhao Pei is not a monster like Anle, who can kill nine realms with five realms.

Therefore, Zhao Pei began to escape, heading towards Lin’an Mansion. Only by escaping to Lin’an Mansion could he be protected by the Emperor of the Zhao family and be rescued.

Anle calmly looked at the direction in which Zhao Pei was fleeing, without much emotional change on his face.

Zhao Pei wanted to inherit his invincibility by killing him. In this case, he had to bear the risk and price of being killed.

This is the psychological preparation that any practitioner should make after bursting out with murderous intentions.

However, Anle did not pursue him for the time being. He calmly looked at the figure of the old Heavenly Master transformed by the starlight, raised his hand and touched the gold sand between his eyebrows.

“How do you make purple nasturtium seeds that are thousands of years old bloom?”

Anle asked.

“Nurture it with your mind, nourish it with your innate spiritual energy, nourish it with your own spirit and will… When the flower should bloom, it will bloom on its own.”

“Of course, if Mr. An is free, he can also go to Tianshi Mansion and bathe in the lotus pond of Tianshi Mansion. Naturally, he can make the Purple Qi Golden Lotus bloom faster.”

The old Heavenly Master said softly, his tone was really calm.

Going to the Tianshi Mansion?

Tianshi Mansion is located in Yunjin Mountain, near the Canglang River, which is a rather delicate location.

Compared with Zhenwu Temple, which is located on Qingcheng Mountain in the hinterland of China, the geographical location of Tianshi Mansion actually determines the difficulty of its development.

There is an inexplicable evil hidden at the bottom of the Canglang River, which makes many practitioners extremely afraid.

The higher your cultivation level, the more you understand the horror of that great evil. Therefore, since the location of Yunjin Mountain is so close to such a great evil, you naturally need to take a lot of risks.

Those who seek the Tao are more willing to go to the quieter Zhenwu Temple.

“If I have the chance, I will definitely go there.”

Anle cupped his fists and bowed in return.

Since Heavenly Master has given so much sincerity, Anle naturally cannot keep a straight face. As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smile. Everything Heavenly Master does is towards him and is helping him, so naturally he should be polite in return. Of.

As for Li Qingchuan’s behavior, it was actually his personal behavior, and he paid a price for it.

The old Heavenly Master shrouded in starlight fell on Zhao Huangting. Looking at Zhao Huangting, he couldn’t help but sigh.

“Your life has been completely exhausted under the fire of Nirvana, leaving only your last breath hanging. Maybe you will die as soon as you arrive in Lin’an.”

The starry figure of the old Heavenly Master said to Zhao Huangting.

Zhao Huangting was very free and easy, with frosty hair and furrowed face. He chuckled and said, “That’s okay… I didn’t die in the North, but I’m lucky.”

“I prepared for the worst, went north to challenge Emperor Yuanmeng, and died in the battle in the north. In the end, my body was hung on the wall of the capital of Yuanmeng, and was displayed to the whole world.”

“It almost happened, but in the end such a tragic situation didn’t happen, so I’m very happy.”

“It’s enough to be able to return to Lin’an, a land that has lived for five hundred years.”

The Xinghui figure nodded appreciatively: “It’s a pity that you failed to break through the ten realms. The passage of time and years has increased the constraints in the world, and it is becoming more and more difficult to break through the ten realms in the world… Sigh.”

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a palm-sized purple golden lotus slowly bloomed in his palm.

“This is a hundred-year-old purple golden lotus. It is already in full bloom. Now, I give it to you. It can prolong your life for a few days, so that you can take a good look at this world.”

“Be with the person you want to be with.”

“It can be regarded as another gift from the old Taoist to Mr. An.”

The starry figure of the old Heavenly Master said softly.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, the palm-sized purple golden lotus turned into a stream of light, which swept towards Zhao Huangting and spread into his eyebrows.

The face that was originally gloomy and even filled with deathly aura gradually became slightly rosy during the recovery period.

Su Muzhe on the side was pleasantly surprised.

Anle’s eyes fluctuated slightly, looking at the Heavenly Master, but stopped talking.

The Heavenly Master seemed to know what An Le wanted to ask: “Mr. An, as far as Zhao Huangting is concerned, there is no big difference between a thousand-year-old Purple Air Golden Lotus and a hundred-year-old Purple Air Golden Lotus. His time is approaching, and the Purple Air Golden Lotus cannot be changed.” This is the limit.”

These words directly gave up the idea of ​​peace and happiness. If the thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus could be used to extend Zhao Huangting’s life, that would naturally be the best.

The starlight began to slowly disappear, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to sweep in again, blocking the moonlight and starlight.

When the starry figure of the old Heavenly Master was on the verge of disappearing, he looked at Anle calmly.

“Mr. An, I am looking forward to the day when the thousand-year-old golden lotus blooms.”

The ancient Taoists practiced Taoism and etiquette.

Anle returned the favor with his sword.

Starlight is like sand between fingers, flowing bit by bit in a breeze and dissipating without a trace.

The oppressive mental power that pervaded the world finally disappeared, and the surrounding area fell into darkness and silence again.

However, the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Li Qingchuan invited the Heavenly Master, who would have thought… that he was here to give gifts.

The instigator, Li Qingchuan, might have regretted it in his intestines. After all, he invited the Heavenly Master to sacrifice himself to Anle.

An Le put the sword box on his back and looked towards the direction of the disappeared Zhao Pei, with a coldness flashing in his eyes.

Li Qingchuan, who was on one side, looked at An Le. When the essence and blood were incorporated into the glass cup and became An Le’s Dao slave, Li Qingchuan also accepted his fate.

In fact, from the old Tianshi’s many actions, he also understood the attitude of the Tianshi Mansion.

Of course, what shocked Li Qingchuan even more was…the Heavenly Master thought Anle could regain China-Earth?

As for the Middle Earth where Emperor Yuanmeng suppressed it… can they do it with the peace and happiness in front of them, which is now just the fifth realm?

However, Li Qingchuan thought about it and realized that Emperor Yuanmeng was already at the Double Ten Realm. If he could not break through to the Eleventh Realm, he didn’t know whether Emperor Yuanmeng would be able to live another five hundred years.

And once Emperor Yuanmeng dies, with the courage to kill the nine realms from the five realms of Anle, it may really be possible to regain the Middle Earth.

In this world, times are always changing from generation to generation. When strong people rise, strong people will fall, just like the birth, old age, illness and death of mortals.

Changes of succession, the rules of heaven and earth.

This is an era of great change. The ten realms of the older generation are about to die, but the ten realms of the new era have not yet emerged.

Li Qingchuan could only think that the old Heavenly Master had the foresight and planned to bet on the future of the Tianshi Mansion. After all, an old Ten Realm like the Old Heavenly Master might not be able to survive for long.

The old sword master of Jianchi Palace, the old temple master of Zhenwu Temple, the old heavenly master of Tianshi Mansion, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Ten Realms of the Three Buddhist Temples, etc… have all reached their final limit.

And all the major forces have put all their efforts into cultivating those who can step into the ten realms…but no genius has yet been born who can truly break through the ten realms.

If you have never set foot in the Ten Realms, then no one dares to guarantee that you will be able to set foot in them.

The Taoist disciples of the Zhenwu Temple, the Little Heavenly Master of the Tianshi Mansion, the Buddhist disciples of the Three Buddhist Temples, Xing Xing and other new generation geniuses have not yet truly grown up…

This is an era of drought.

Even, in Li Qingchuan’s opinion, it is becoming more and more difficult to give birth to a strong person in the world.

Even a genius like Zhao Huangting could not break through the ten realms. In the end, he had to burn all his cultivation under the fire of Nirvana in order to achieve a final glorious ending.

Can Anle… be able to carry the future of Tianshi Mansion?

Li Qingchuan breathed out, looked at An Le, withdrew his mind, suppressed the sorrow of being reduced to a Taoist slave, and said in a low voice: “Master, do you need this old slave to take action to capture Zhao Pei?”

Li Qingchuan’s words made everyone’s eyes fall on his face.

Zhao Huangting, Su Muzhe and Wan Jieliu all had strange eyes.

He was traveling with Zhao Pei before, but soon he asked for orders to capture Zhao Pei and returned.

I have to say, this veteran… got into the role quite quickly.

However, Li Qingchuan knew that he was accepting his fate. No one knew better than him the fate of being a Taoist slave. His life was controlled by Anle. He would die if Anle was to die. If he made Anle unhappy, he would directly kill the person in the glass cup. Even with the flames of essence and blood, he will die.

Therefore, he had to please An Le.

This is the sorrow of every Taoist slave.

Anlezhang Liulizhan knew how strong the Dao slave’s restraint was, so he was not too surprised by Li Qingchuan’s reaction.

Then he thought for a while and said: “No need, you take good care of Senior Zhao, I will hunt down Zhao Pei myself.”

“How far is it from Lin’an?”

Zhao Huangting, who once measured the mountains and rivers of the world with his feet, immediately made a calculation and said: “One thousand eight hundred miles.”

Hearing this, An Le immediately smiled: “Then I will chase him for 1,800 miles. If Zhao Pei can escape into Lin’an Mansion before I catch him, his life will be spared.”

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“If we can’t, we will use his head as a celebration of our return to Lin’an, and as a great gift to the emperor of the Zhao family.”

When Li Qingchuan heard this, his complexion changed slightly, and bitterness suddenly appeared at the corners of his lips.

Is this… so exciting?

Lin’an was the territory of the emperor of the Zhao family. In front of the imperial capital of the Zhao Dynasty, the emperor was killed to celebrate.

Do you think it’s too troublesome to leave Lin’an alive and plan to come out lying down?

As a slave, he really tied his head to his belt. The lives of the slave and the master were tied together. If the master died, the slave would also die.

Li Qingchuan felt miserable when he saw An Le seeking death in such a thrilling way.

Li Qingchuan naturally knew about the conflict between Anle and the emperor of the Zhao family, and he also knew that it would definitely not stop when he went to Lin’an.

Unexpectedly, Anle was not going to stop, he was planning to ignite the fire.

Anle had no intention of explaining to Li Qingchuan. After all, not many people knew about it now that he had completed the three conditions of the Holy Mountain and obtained the qualification to talk to the Holy Master.

Zhao Huangting counts as one, Sixth Mountain Master counts as one, and Wanjie Liu counts as one.

Others really didn’t expect Anle to have completed three very difficult conditions, like the legendary number one scholar Li You’an, and obtained the qualification to talk to the Holy Master.

Over the years, there are very few practitioners who can truly obtain the qualification of a dialogue saint.

After glancing at Li Qingchuan, Anle raised his hand and made a move. The bamboo sword Qingshan, which had been protecting Zhao Huangting, flew into his hand and was worn by Anle on his waist.

Then he nodded slightly towards Zhao Huangting and others, stepped forward, and the innate spiritual energy surged out of his body.

Among the five ancient demons, a deer-like demon appears.

Anle’s whole body was surging with energy and blood, like a dexterous sacred deer, measuring the earth with its feet and scurrying out in the dark night.

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The night gradually became darker as the starry figure of the old Heavenly Master left.

King Jiangling was suspended in the air, his brows furrowed tightly, and a solemn look appeared deep in his eyes.

Naturally, he could see clearly that the old Heavenly Master actually made Li Qingchuan become Anle’s Taoist slave… and even gave the last thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus seed in the Heavenly Master’s Mansion to Anle.

While his heart was filled with turmoil, he also understood the direction of the Tianshi Mansion.

However, for him, whether the Tianshi Mansion is leaning towards Da Zhao, An Le, or Emperor Yuan Meng, it has little influence on him.

“Thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus… If I can swallow it, and with my planning, the number of breakthroughs will be greatly increased!”

The scarlet in King Jiangling’s eyes flashed, and the scholar’s clothes seemed to become much more enchanting.

“In addition, there is also the ‘glazed lamp’. It is really… a good spell. If it can be used by me…”

King Jiangling narrowed his eyes and shook his head: “No, the technique of the glass lamp alone is not good. The practitioner needs to actively hand over the essence and blood into the lamp before it can be controlled…”

“If the plundered essence and blood can also be controlled with a glass lamp, then it will be a truly powerful technique.”

“In comparison, the corpse puppet technique of the Lord of Hell Palace is simpler, more direct and crude… By killing the target and refining it into a corpse puppet, you can gain some of the target’s spiritual insights during his lifetime, and the corpse puppet can even The way it is used is that one person is an army, which is simply terrifying.”

King Jiangling sighed.

“The evil method of the Lord of Hell is harmful to the harmony of heaven and earth. It is a twisted way of evil spirits. After practicing it, it will cause the soul to be distorted, the temperament will change drastically, and people will become inhuman. What a powerful magic method.”

A cold and disdainful voice suddenly sounded in the dark night.

King Jiangling’s expression suddenly changed.

Then he found a sword light suddenly slashing out from the dark night. It was so bright that the void seemed to be cut into pieces.

King Jiangling moved his figure and swept away into the distance. His sword energy became more and more powerful at Niu Dou, but he was chasing after him. King Jiangling had to slap a palm to collide with the sword energy.

The blood explodes!

King Jiangling’s body moved hundreds of miles and stabilized in the air.

The sword energy dissipated, and a figure carried a huge pine sword box on his back, crossed his arms with his hands on his chest, and walked slowly into the air with a cold face.

King Jiangling’s severed palm was dripping with blood. Slowly, the blood condensed into an unscathed pale palm.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain looked at him coldly, staring at King Jiangling. He raised his chin and pointed it at King Jiangling: “There’s something wrong with your breath.”

King Jiangling looked at the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, his face was elegant and easy-going, he bowed his hands in a very low posture: “I am Zhao Xi, the king of Jiangling Mansion, I have met the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, and I have heard of the name of the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, Hongchen Sword. Today, I See, it’s really powerful.”

However, the Sixth Mountain Master still just crossed his arms, raised his chin, and looked at him indifferently.

The night wind blew through the air, and their clothes were flying.

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and King Jiangling slowly lowered his raised palms.

“Are you mocking me?”

The main road of the sixth mountain.

King Jiangling: “?”

“I just suffered a loss in the North, and you actually said that I am powerful. I can’t even defeat Emperor Yuanmeng. You still say that I am powerful?” asked the Lord of the Sixth Mountain.

King Jiangling: “…”

“Let me see the true face of you who is mocking me.”

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain stared at King Jiangling and said coldly.

King Jiangling took a deep breath and was about to say something. He didn’t want to fight to the death with the master of the Sixth Mountain. It was pointless, and there was no benefit in angering the people of the Holy Mountain.

However, before he could speak, cold people never talk much, the pine wooden sword box opened an inch, and a sword flew out, turning into a stream of light in the darkness and shooting towards the King of Jiangling.

The dark night seemed to be illuminated by the light of the sword, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, filling the universe!

King Jiangling secretly complained. He just stayed to watch the show for a while, wanting to see what the old heavenly master would do to Anle when he appeared.

But he never thought that he would be entangled by the Lord of the Sixth Mountain.

With a hook of five fingers, he struck hard at the slashing sword energy. King Jiangling instantly transformed into countless blood shadows in the air.

The Sixth Mountain Master crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly. He opened the pine sword box another inch and more than a dozen swords quickly flew out, creating ripples of sword energy and aftermath in the night sky.

The elegant face of King Jiangling suddenly changed into a very ugly look.

Scarlet flashed across his eyes, sharp fangs sprouted, and rich blood spilled out from his sleeves, like two blood pythons rushing toward the Sixth Mountain Lord’s sword.

The blood python was crushed to pieces by the sword light.

The King of Jiangling had already exploded into a bloody streak, causing a virtual sound to explode, and flew away into the distance. This was obviously an extremely brilliant escape technique.

The Sixth Mountain Master did not go after him, nor did he bother to pursue him. The swords were put into the pine sword box one after another.

He stared at the strong smell of blood left in the night sky, and the King of Jiangling who turned into a blood shadow and disappeared without a trace.

His brows couldn’t help but frown: “The aura of the demon…but there is also the shadow of the evil magic of hell…”

“What is this King of Jiangling doing secretly?”

“The Great Zhao Dynasty, under the appearance of prosperity, hides too many evildoers.”

The sixth mountain master’s cold face revealed a sigh.

Then, he looked into the distance again, and that was the figure of Anle chasing the second prince Zhao Pei in the ancient demon Five Animals Deer style.

“The Tianshi Mansion also spent a lot of money, using the thousand-year-old purple golden lotus cultivated by the residual luck of the previous dynasty, plus a nine-level Taoist slave… As expected of the experienced old Tianshi, he is more optimistic about Anle than me… I seem to be outdone.”

The sixth mountain master crossed his arms and raised the corners of his lips coldly.

“If the emperor of the Zhao family knew about it, he would be furious.”

“The thousand-year-old purple golden lotus, the emperor of the Zhao family coveted for hundreds of years, and never gave in. As a result, this thousand-year-old purple golden lotus fell into the hands of Anle who broke his plan.”

The sixth mountain master suddenly felt amused.

Suddenly, the Sixth Mountain Master’s mind moved, and he raised his hand. A clear air condensed in his palm, turning into a palm-sized crane that looked like a firefly in the dark night.

It was as if an ancient bell was ringing, and the sound came in a mighty way.

“The call from the First Mountain Master.”

The Sixth Mountain Master’s eyes turned cold.

“It’s just right. I also want to ask why the First Mountain Master said he would go to help together, but he didn’t go.”

After the words fell, the Sixth Mountain Master crushed the crane.

In an instant, the powerful Yuanshen surged with a majestic mental power and merged with the broken crane.

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The wind rose in the empty mountain at night, and all the sounds fought against each other.

The First Mountain.

The mountain was surrounded by fog.

There were wind chimes hanging in front of the thatched cottage, and they swayed gently with the breeze.

Behind the thatched cottage, there was a big bell hanging. A burly mountain keeper was waving his fist and knocking on the ancient bell, causing the bell to ring in the sky.

The First Mountain Master sat cross-legged under the gate.

In front of him, the incense burner burned out, and the ashes piled up.

As the bell rang, one after another glowing cranes flew in and gathered in the void outside the gate.

Then they turned into five illusory figures.

They were the masters of the other five holy mountains.

The first mountain master looked at the five masters who appeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

“My fellow brothers and sisters, I called you here at this late hour because someone has completed three conditions and is able to talk to the Holy Master.”

“We should gather together… Please let the Holy Master’s will return to the human world.”

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