In three steps, it crossed from the imperial city to the city tower of Lin'an Mansion, and the majestic qi machine and the wave killing machine blew every drop of spring rain in the misty twilight clouds to smithereens.

Qin Lishi, dressed in a big red official robe, carried his hands behind his back, and hung above the tower of Lin'an Mansion City like this, stopping An Le, who was stepping on the ink pool, and Li Youan, who was crossing the air.

Qin Lishi can sit in the position of the prime minister of the dynasty, naturally he is not a scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, and he also has a good cultivation, in this world where only high cultivation is high, being an official in the court of Dazhao, if there is no cultivation, he cannot be a high-ranking official.

Even if you climb the second rank, the highest achievement in this life may be to the level of the eighth or ninth rank, and if you want to be a seventh-grade official, even if you are from the idle official position of the seventh grade, it is difficult to sit firmly without cultivation.

Therefore, Qin Lishi can ascend to the position of prime minister, and he is naturally not a mortal who cannot practice.

When Qin Lishi came from the imperial city in three steps and blocked the way, in the Lin'an Mansion, the qi of the strong people from all sides also turbulent at this moment.

One after another of the primordial power swept in, wanting to investigate the situation.

Although Qin Xiang's official position in Lin'an Mansion is extremely high, he only represents a force in Lin'an Mansion, and some forces such as Guogong and Shangzhu are actually not weaker than Qin Lishi's power, and most of them stand in their own camps.

Like the Lin family, the Ye family and the seed family, the three neutral martial arts families, are relatively rare, and most of them will choose the princes they trust and are optimistic about.

Now that Da Zhao has moved south for 500 years, the limit of sitting in Tianxuan Palace will also be approaching, which means that the change of imperial power is imminent, and it is inevitable for each to choose a position at this time.

If you choose the right one, the family can continue to be brilliant for hundreds of years, and if you choose the wrong one, you can only decay.

This is the norm in the court, and every dignitary is a bargaining chip for the prince to win the imperial power.

Qin Xiang is on the side of the eldest prince, so some of the powerful people under the prince's command who are competing with the eldest prince will release the original spirit to investigate and consider the situation.

The spring rain is dense, and the clouds are low in the gloomy twilight.

An Le stood on top of the ink pool, looking at Qin Xiang, who had crossed the way in these three steps, blocking the way, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

Hunting in white, the green mountains around his waist trembled slightly, and An Le raised his palms to cover the green mountains.

This is the first time An Le has seen Qin Xiang Qin Lishi, a thin old man, and the pathos on his body is intertwined, and the surging murderous machine provokes the spring rain to burst.

Qin Xiang's cultivation of refining gods is absolutely extremely strong, and An Le feels great pressure, like a towering mountain, pouring down, he is definitely a strong god refining in the high realm.

This mental oppression, before it was close to Anle, was blocked by a ray of starlight sword qi, and it was no longer possible to get close to Anle.

"Qin Xiang, it's a god refining master, bullying a little guy who has just condensed the primordial god, it's really shameless."

Li Youan said lightly.

"General You'an, this person killed my beloved son, how can I have a good face for him, is it possible, I still have to lick my face and smile, as the prime minister of the dynasty, I won't be so humble" Qin Lishi glanced at Li You'an, and the cold color in his eyes was rich.

Qin Lishi has never been so angry, when his eldest son died, although he was sad and angry, he could still contain himself, and only took revenge on Lin Fu afterwards.

But this time, Qin Qianqiu's death was like a knife to his heart, making him feel like his soul was torn apart.

He bet more emotions on Qin Qianqiu than his eldest son.

"General Li Youan, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, but this son has to stay, kill my heir, you have to leave a life to calm the anger of the old man."

Qin Xiangdao, with his identity, saying such words that were almost faceless, it was enough to see that it was really murderous.

In fact, Qin Lishi was also very angry, he had already told Qin Qianqiu that today's An Le is not a little person without a background, there is Zhao Huangting behind him, and Zhao Huangting, the old imperial uncle, is tricky enough.

A peerless powerhouse who is approaching the limit, his time is short, and he can act more and more wantonly and domineering, at this time, provoking An Le, provoking Zhao Huangting will only cause a commotion.

To endure, to wait, wait for Zhao Huangting to die under the limit, and wait for Li Youan to leave Lin'an and return to the Canglang River, then An Le will lose his biggest backer, with the power of Qin Xiangfu, he can naturally knead it easily.

But Qin Qianqiu couldn't hold back, and actually shot at An Le again, causing An Le to stubbornly kill intent, and was killed on the Wanghu Tower.

In Lin'an Mansion, one after another gas engines rose into the air.

Zhao Huangting held a bamboo cane, Mrs. Hua's body and mind were full of sword intent, and Lin Siye carried a blood-dripping firewood knife and looked at it from afar.

There is also Di Zang, the leader of the martial temple, carrying Zhao Zu's dragon slashing knife, and his spirit is terrifying.

Qin Xiang's eyes became more and more cold, it turned out that the ordinary young man had unconsciously condensed such a large force behind him.

An Le stepped on the ink pool, hunting with a breeze on his body, his mind was permeated, and the sword was suspended in the air.

He looked at the monstrous Qin Xiang, thought for a while, and said, "Qin Xiangke has read my last paper on the Northern Expedition."

"Qin Xiang obviously doesn't agree with my point of view, thinking that it is not easy for Da Zhao to have the prosperity and prosperity it has today, so we have to endure, endure the repeated offenses of the Yuanmeng Empire, and endure the trampling and ravages of the Yuanmeng Empire's homeland in Middle Earth."

An Le is dressed in white, and the spring breeze blows wide sleeves, which looks a little fluttering like a fairy.

"Forbearance is the concept that Qin Xiang has always adhered to."

Qin Lishi looked at the young man in white coldly, and said lightly: "The Canglang River is a moat, and it is to protect my Da Zhao, once the battle is crossed, the Da Zhao army has not been able to defeat the Yuanmeng iron cavalry, and once the defense line is breached, the Yuanmeng army will cross the river and go south, these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will rise again everywhere, the lives of the people will be ruined, and the prosperity of five hundred years will be like a dream shattered."

"This is my opinion, such as today, my big Zhao Fei is the strongest, there is Xiliang eyeing the tiger, there is Dali Guoshi ruling the country with a new policy, once the Northern Expedition fails, the price is huge, you can't imagine, so endure for a while, it is not wrong."

An Le said with a smile: "Since Qin Lian can easily endure such a national hatred, why can't he endure this hatred at this time, the palace will try soon, if I fail to reach the top three, there will naturally be the law of Da Zhao to suppress me, and then Qin Xiang wants to deal with me again, naturally there is no need to make such a big move." ”

Arrogant

Qin Lishi's eyes froze, staring at the white-clothed Shengxue, but he condensed a young man who was like a white python invincible.

He also heard the meaning of the boy's words.

Stick to the south, but fight on the river, since he is safe, Qin Lishi never felt that he was wrong, as the prime minister of the dynasty, once he made the decision to cross the river and the northern expedition, if the northern expedition failed, what he needed to bear was infamy through the ages.

He Qin Lishi didn't want to gamble, and the civil and military officials behind him who supported him didn't want to give up Lin'an's bone-eroding ecstasy and dream-like prosperity to gamble with him.

At least, during his time as prime minister, he won't gamble, and there is no need to gamble.

Another meaning in An Le's words, Qin Lishi also understood.

The young man was very confident, he was confident that he would try to climb to the top three in front of the palace, and today's words were not to leave himself any way out.

Once he fails, he will inevitably be pressed by the law of Dazhao, and the young man who falls into the Zhao Prison of Dali Temple will naturally have no strength to struggle.

And this is the path that the young man chose by himself, he gave up the help of external forces, and gambled on his own self-confidence.

is worthy of being a young man who dares to take the legendary road of Li You'an's invincible strength.

Even Qin Lishi has a little bit of the courage to appreciate the young man at the moment, but if he appreciates it, the revenge of killing his son will not be eliminated.

Qin Lishi looked at An Le coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes receded.

His figure fell suddenly, landing on the tower, and the big red official robe hunted in the spring breeze and spring rain that fell again.

"In that case, I will have someone tidy up a cell in advance in the Zhao Prison of Dali Temple as your burial place."

Qin Lishi said.

As soon as the words came out, it meant that he endured.

Today, if he doesn't kill An Le, he doesn't need to fight with Li You'an, Zhao Huangting, Hua Jiebing and others, setting off a storm in Lin'an, which is not beneficial to him, and will even lose too many strong people.

However, he will definitely let An Le try to be in the top three in front of the palace.

The self-confident teenager will eventually die under his own self-confidence.

Qin Lishi knew very well that Anle's background and hole cards were just a momentary falsehood.

Li You'an and Di Zang will leave Lin'an for the Canglang River after all, Zhao Huangting's limit will eventually be lost, and the weakening of Hua Jiebing and the Lin Mansion is inevitable.

The supporters behind the teenager will wither like autumn flowers, and finally the teenager will be left naked.

At that time, it was easy for him Qin Lishi to kill the young man.

As the young man said, he can endure the national hatred, why can't he bear this hatred

Looking at the white-clothed young man who passed over Lin'an Mansion and walked out of the city with a cold gaze, Qin Lishi slowly closed his eyes.

Li Youan looked at Qin Lishi who had closed his eyes, and then at An Le as he went out of the city, and suddenly chuckled.

In this way, An Le has really forced himself to a dead end, but once he walks out of this desperate road, the future of the teenager may be incomparably bright and gorgeous.

Li Youan floated out of the city.

Qin Lishi still closed his eyes.

In the sky above Lin'an Mansion, Zhao Huangting, the old man of Taimiao, couldn't help but sneer: "It's very boring, I thought that you Qin Lishi would fight desperately because of the death of your son, the old man is brewing a belligerent, but you endured it again, it is worthy of Qin Lishi, you can really bear it." ”

"It's not good at all."

"Sometimes, forbearance means giving up opportunities."

"This is true in the face of the Yuanmeng Empire, and it is also the same in the face of this kid An Le."

Throwing down a meaningful word, Zhao Huangting fell back into the city with a bamboo cane, he knew where Li Youan was taking An Le to, so he didn't follow.

Li Youan can take An Le to that place, so he is naturally very optimistic about this kid, so he won't go to join in the fun.

Wu Kui Dizang's body was full of blood and blood, like a blood-colored dragon spreading all over his body, and he stared at Qin Lishi on the city tower with closed eyes, the biggest powerful minister who hindered the Northern Expedition.

He looked away and landed on the back of the departing An Le, perhaps, An Le would tell Qin Lishi that he would blindly tolerate the end.

Hua Jiebing and Lin Siye have nothing to say to Qin Lishi, and the Lin Mansion and the Qin Xiangfu are incompatible.

A storm that permeated the entire Lin'an Mansion did not completely erupt.

However, everyone knows that the real storm will completely erupt during the meeting in front of the temple.

On the city tower, Qin Lishi slowly opened his eyes.

Bringing the cold spring rain hit him in the face, his eyes were full of indifference.

There were many primordial gods in the void who glanced at him, but Qin Lishi didn't pay attention to it, and the big red official robe on his body was fierce, facing the entire Lin'an Mansion, and spit out two words.

"Release"

An Le galloped with a sword, and the spring rain slapped on his face, bringing a refreshing feeling that shocked his spirit.

After a conversation with Qin Xiang, An Le had his own considerations, although he said that he had been forced to a dead end, but he was already walking on a desperate road as he was invincible.

Once the invincible momentum is broken, it is equivalent to the balloon being punctured and losing the great hope of looking forward to the future.

In that case, why not put more pressure on yourself

Perhaps the great pressure will become more and more the energy of blowing up the balloon

Li Youan floated in and glanced at An Le deeply, with appreciation and a little emotion in his eyes.

"You are gambling on your own spirit and pride, once the palace will try you and fail, I will not save you, and Zhao Huangting will not save you, because this is your own choice."

Li Youan said.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, perhaps, my sword, the sharper it is."

An Le smiled.

Li Youan couldn't help but chuckle: "You are really like me when I was young, you have a sharp spirit, Lin'an, this gentle township is really not suitable for you, you should come to the Canglang River battlefield here to withstand the real tempering." ”

"Qin Lishi is afraid that once we cross the river, we will not be able to defeat the Yuanmeng iron cavalry, but he really underestimated our armies on the banks of the Canglang River, and underestimated the generals of Da Zhao, and the Yuanmeng army could not attack the Canglang River for a long time, but not because the Canglang River is a moat, but also because of the bravery and strength of the generals of the Great Zhao."

"These officials sitting in the temple will only judge according to their own thoughts, and they have never left the gentle township and rushed to the front line to take a look, and they don't know how brave the generals of the Great Zhao are on the banks of the Canglang River and blocking the Yuanmeng army."

"Our Great Zhao generals are not weak, but the temple lacks the courage to cross the river."

"The palace will try, your biggest opponent is Ye Wenxi, although her ranking on the Little Saint List is not as good as Qin Hua'an, but Qin Hua'an will lose against Ye Wenxi."

"Ye Wenxi is Ye Longsheng's granddaughter, she grew up in the Canglang River battlefield since she was a child, and she crawled in the pile of dead, her reputation is in the Canglang River battlefield, in the Yuanmeng army, there is a good deterrent, Qin Hua'an, Sima Pudu and Wang Jiaqilin'er grew up in Lin'an, a genius in the gentle township, and the garbage is very bad."

"Therefore, the Canglang River battlefield is the best way to cultivate people."

Li Youan looked at An Le and said.

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle, he knew what a fierce face Ye Wenxi, a delicate girl, was hidden under the surface, this was a ruthless character who had lost so many lives.

"Canglang River Battlefield"

An Le couldn't help but have a touch of yearning in his eyes.

The strong man who is tempered in the battlefield can be regarded as a real strong man.

Li Youan carried his hands on his back and galloped in front of him, with Edgeworth behind him, this time he could relax and feel the chic and freedom brought by Edgeworth.

The two flew for a long time, crossing one mountain after another, which was hazy with smoke in the spring rain.

The twelve highest peaks are the highest, and the blue smoke is green.

A green and hazy mountain peak gradually became clear under his feet, and Li Youan floated between the mountains with peace and happiness.

Lush, layered mountains, there are waterfalls to vent, accompanied by roaring thunder.

The mountain roads are muddy, few people come, the dead leaves and new leaves are all falling to the ground, and the air carries the unique freshness of the deep forest and the sour smell of the fruits that have been fermented for a whole autumn and winter.

Li Youan stepped on the mud and walked forward, without any cultivation, he carried his hands behind his back, and there was a bit of aftertaste in his eyes.

An Le said goodbye to the ink pool and green mountains around his waist, and followed quietly without any complaints.

The mud under his feet stained his white clothes and boots, one foot deep, one foot shallow, and the two of them walked forward through the thorns and thorns in the mountains.

After a while, they reached the top of the mountain.

A welcoming pine grows between the craggy rocks on the cliffside, and the mist of the mountain is continuous, and it is a large flat in the eye.

On the side is a huge cliff, as if it had been cut out with a sword.

The sound of flowing water lingers from the mountains, which has a unique and quiet taste.

"Aren't you curious, what am I bringing you here for?"

Li Youan sat in a Confucian shirt, looked at An Le, and said with a smile.

An Le really wondered where this was, and he didn't have the slightest answer in his heart.

Walking to the cliff, Li Youan looked at the mirror-like cliff, raised his hand and pointed at it, and said to An Le: "You come to see this cliff, can you see anything on the cliff?"

When An Le heard this, his heart moved slightly, a legendary figure like Li Youan, bringing him here, naturally would not just enjoy the scenery of the deep mountains alone, but must have his own thoughts and thoughts.

The line of sight fell on the cliff, but the cliff was as smooth as a mirror, and the spring rain was difficult to stain it, as if there was a tool grinding the surface of the tile in the previous life.

After a closer look, An Le didn't see anything, and couldn't help but shake his head: "I didn't see anything." ”

Li Youan narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Do you know where this place is?"

An Le still shook his head.

Li Youan stood under the welcoming pine, with his back to An Le, and his shirt was hunting.

"This mountain is nameless, it is the place chosen for conversation when he was able to talk to the holy master after he became the champion of the Dengke branch and after he reached the top of the small holy list."

"I spoke to the Holy Master here."

"Originally, if I became the master of the seventh mountain, I would have chosen this mountain as the seventh mountain, but unfortunately, I have not been the master of the seventh mountain, and this mountain will not be cared for, and it will continue to be nameless."

Li Youan said softly.

But the words he said were earth-shattering, and An Le was extremely surprised.

But seeing Li Youan, he patted the welcome pine with a smile, and said softly: "Songbian was drunk last night, and asked Songbian how drunk I was." I only suspect that the looseness will come to help, and I will push the loose with my hands."

"This is a small poem I wrote when I was not the lord of the seventh mountain, so I named this mountain Fusong."

Fusong Mountain, it's really casual.

But what really shocked An Le was that this place was actually the place where Li Youan had a conversation with the Holy Master.

Talking to the Holy Master is something that many cultivators dream of, but Li Youan only chose such an empty and random place.

"I talked with the Holy Master for a long time, and all the confusions in my heart were asked, and the Holy Master answered them one by one, and all the doubts about cultivation were also understood."

"When the holy master left, he left three sword qi on this cliff, the sword qi became a painting, painting the past, the present and the future, I can see two paths, realize the past and the present two paths, and now there is still one left."

"Over the years, I have brought many people here, all of whom are my favored juniors, Ye Wenxi has also been here, but no one can see the painting in the wall."

"I'm very interested in the last future sword qi and want to know what the future will look like, so I'm bringing you here."

"If you can see the presentation of the painting, if you can understand it, you can understand it, and if you can't understand it, then forget it."

Li Youan said.

The Holy Master left behind three sword qis, past, present and future

An Le's eyes lit up, looking at the cliff that was as smooth as a mirror.

Li Youan sat upright in the ancient pine, took a pot of wine from nowhere, poured himself a drink, and did not pay attention to Anle.

And An Le sat under the cliff, just staring at the cliff with his head up, staring carefully, constantly staring.

The spring rain stopped, and the sun broke through the twilight clouds and sprinkled down.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the stars and moon are gradually climbing high in the sky.

At dawn and dawn, the white of the fish belly rises in the east, and the morning glow fills the sky.

An Le kept staring at the cliff, staring motionlessly.

Time passes in a blink of an eye, and a day and a night pass.

Deep in the mountains, there was silence, only the sound of insects.

Starlight is like a waterfall.

Li You'an stood up under the ancient pine, shook his head, and felt a little pity, maybe this young man couldn't see the future sword qi left by this holy master, and he couldn't see the future.

Also, the future is unknown, and it is unknown how it can be observed

Just when Li Youan was quite disappointed and wanted to wake up An Le.

His brow moved slightly, and he took a step back, withdrawing under Honasatsu.

"In the future, the Holy Master is not painting the future, but waiting for a future."

An Le seemed to murmur.

After the muttering words ended, An Le, who sat cross-legged and stared at the cliff, was full of breath in white clothes, and it swelled.

The two swords of the ink pool and the green mountain turned into two sword lights and rushed up, surrounding An Le's body, emitting a crisp sword groan.

And in the mud pill palace in the heart of An Le's eyebrows, the sword qi is sonorous.

The original god is actually a step forward.

Step by step, it seems to rise to the sky, walking towards the smooth cliff.

Finally, before walking to the cliff, he stretched out his hand, like rippling water, and spread into the cliff, in Li Youan's eyes, the young man's Yuan Shen seemed to have turned into a sharp and peerless sword light, drawing a picture of the future in the cliff

In a flash.

In the cliff, the sword aura burst out

Soar upwards and go straight to the bullfight

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"Brother Shen"

"Hmm"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.