On the shore of Jianchi Lake, the frost grass is swaying, and the breeze is gentle.

The wind blowing through it seemed to crush the glass, making the mirror-like surface of the lake wrinkled.

The old sword master and An Le strolled by the lake, bathed in the breeze, the world was quiet, and there were gulls and herons flying with their wings and chirping.

The question of peace and happiness is actually a bit beyond the norm for the old sword saint, and the third-order soul is long...... This is a realm and realm that is difficult for the old sword master to touch.

The old sword saint is obsessed with swords, and his cultivation at the spiritual level is actually not high, he belongs to the single realm of breaking the realm, and he only uses forging body cultivation to set foot in the ten realms, and now he is breaking into the eleventh realm with forging body cultivation.

Although the strength of the mind is not high, as a sword cultivator, he has an extremely powerful sharpness.

The sword cultivator's mind is pure, and his heart is also pure, as simple as a sword, straight to the point, and in the face of the ghostly spirit, he has an extremely strong ability to restrain himself.

In short, although sword cultivation does not cultivate the mind, the mind is more pure.

The old sword master carried the Chengying Sword on his waist, and the real sword cultivators liked to wear their sword weapons with them, rather than putting them in the space magic weapon and taking them out when they were fighting.

For example, An Le likes to wear the bamboo sword Qingshan, the old sword saint likes to wear Chengying, and Li Youan likes to wear thousands of degrees, which is the commonality of sword cultivation.

Of course, Wang Yansheng's long river is because it is fused into the arm bones, so he is not often worn, but the concept is the same.

"Childe, do you want to pursue the power to break the long river of the third-order mind?"

The old swordmaster said.

"In this matter, the old man really can't give any opinion, after all, ...... The old man's mind is not strong, and if he forcibly proposes, it will be a bit funny like a class with an axe. ”

"However, although the sword cultivator does not cultivate the mind, in fact, the soul of every sword cultivator is very tenacious, and it is not easy to be cut off and affected...... Perhaps, this is also a kind of mind. ”

The old sword saint looked at An Le, a touch of complicated emotions appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but say.

Before he knew it, An Le had grown to the point where he couldn't even instruct.

Once upon a time, this young man brought by Zhao Huangting to the Sword Pool Palace was still a little guy who had to fight hard in the face of the coercion of the sword and bell, but now he has reached the level of the third-order spiritual river, and he wants to impact the level of the spiritual realm that is unimaginable to him.

An Le folded a frost grass, the frost grass was sharp, as if swallowing sword qi, hearing the words of the old sword saint, his eyes revealed a touch of agreement: "Sword cultivation is indeed determined, and the will of sword cultivation is actually presented in the sword weapon, even if the cultivation is weak, it will affect the sword weapon in the hand." ”

"That's why the Sword Bell was born."

"The sword bell is buried with a sword, but in fact, it is buried...... It is the will of sword cultivation and the obsession with the sword. ”

An Le looked at the sword bell sitting on the stone platform, and around the sword bell, the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace sat cross-legged, feeling and contemplating.

The old sword saint was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Childe is right, maybe ...... The sword bell can give Childe some help on the spiritual level. ”

For the sword bell, the old sword saint actually didn't know much, after all, the sword bell had existed for a long time, and it was the place where countless sword cultivators buried their own sword weapons before they fell.

The meaning is very unusual, and all kinds of sword intent are mixed, and there may be disagreement at the spiritual level.

An Le looked at the sword bell and nodded.

The two of them then walked in the direction of the sword bell.

Many of the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace sitting around the sword bell heard the footsteps, and couldn't help but open their eyes from the state of cultivation, and when they saw the old sword saint and An Le, the disciples suddenly felt surprised and excited.

Whether it is An Le or the old Sword Saint, now in the Sword Pool Palace, they are all legends.

One is the ancestor of Jianchi Palace, and the other is a peerless Tianjiao who has repeatedly created miracles, and now he is famous all over the world, destroying the peerless Tianjiao of Dali, Daliang and Dazhao.

Who can not get excited?

An Le slowly walked onto the high platform of the sword and bell, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The old sword saint was dressed in sackcloth, his white hair was flying, and he had a bright smile on his face, and he was looking forward to it.

However, he didn't have much expectations, although the sword bell was not bad, but to say that it could help An Le break through the shackles of the third-order spiritual river and step to a higher level, the old sword saint felt that it was a little difficult.

The sword bell is as always, the surface is uneven, as if countless sword weapons are burned black, and the traces left by the sword casting can be vaguely seen and captured.

An Le's current physique is the Sword Ancestor Holy Body, which is more mysterious than the previous sword dao physique, and it can easily resonate with the sword, and even the ancestral sword spirit is overwhelmed by it.

How can the sword bell be exempt from vulgarity?

As soon as An Le approached, the sword bell rang muffled, and the bell wave spread one by one, constantly vibrating and ringing endlessly.

In every bell, there is an understanding of the sword, that is, the sword intent understanding of many sword cultivators in the sword bell who buried the sword weapon, and now with the spread of the bell wave, many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, such as obtaining the treasure, sat seriously and entered the stage of understanding.

From these Zhong Bo, I can feel a lot of understanding of kendo, which is of great help to my own cultivation.

The bell of the sword bell was loud, like a boulder smashed into the quiet lake, causing an uproar.

In a moment, the surroundings of the Sword Bell were full of disciples from the Sword Pool Palace.

Their eyes fell on the white-clothed young man standing on the sword bell platform, stretching out his hand to touch the sword bell.

The young man wears an ink-colored long sword at his waist, chic and uninhibited, like a noble son, and like an elegant scribe.

One by one, the strong men learned the news and rushed to come.

Wang Yansheng, who had just left, and the palace master Su Musha, as well as Wan Jieliu and other powerhouses of the Nine Realms in the Sword Pool Palace.

Many sword-forging masters rushed over shirtless, their eyes burning, and they felt the sword intent in Zhong Bo, which was also of great help to them in forging swords.

"Teacher, childe, is this?"

Su Musha has now set foot in the Ten Realms, and in the Sword Palace in the center of the eyebrows, there are full of sword weapons, clanging, the whole thing is like a peerless sword furnace, and the temperament is very special.

Wang Yansheng was also extremely curious: "Childe has resonated with Jian Zhong earlier, right?" With Childe's current realm, Jian Zhong's help to Childe ...... There should be very little. ”

The old sword saint nodded, but shook his head again: "Childe is stuck in a bottleneck at the spiritual level, and he needs some touch bypass, and the sword bell contains countless sword intent that has been fused by sword weapons after the fall of sword cultivation, and there may be some special meaning in it, which will have a miraculous effect." ”

"Spiritual transformation? That boy should go to Ganye Temple. Wang Yan ascended.

The old sword saint glanced at Wang Yansheng: "The child's soul has been in the third order, and the temple of Ganye ...... The heart sword of cultivation is only the second order at the highest, and it can't help the son much. ”

Wang Yansheng: "......"

Take a gasp.

Third-Order Mind ......

Why is Childe so good?

The cold one was pretended to be by the son, like him Wang Yansheng, and the mental level may have stepped into the Ten Realms, but strictly speaking, it is only the first order.

Only in the Ten Realms can the first-order spiritual power be condensed.

And An Le actually directly formed a third-order spiritual river......

It's simply a monster of monsters, incomparable.

It is no wonder that Anle's combat power is so strong, not only the physical body is strong, but the soul is also terrifying, only in this way can the extremely strong physical body be controlled, and will not be lost in the power.

Knock knock!

The sound of the sword bell is rising!

It almost broke through the clouds, shattered the flowing clouds, and the sound waves spread, sweeping the entire Jinguan City.

The entire Jianchi Lake fell silent, and only the sound of the bell wave diffusing remained.

Everyone looked at the figure next to the sword bell reverently and enthusiastically, the figure closed its eyes, the white clothes were flying, the palm of the hand was on the sword bell, and above the entire sword bell, there seemed to be one sword shadow after another, densely packed, like a rain sword falling from the sky, densely intertwined with the sky!

Very gorgeous, very eye-catching!

An Le's white-clothed clothes fluttered and danced under the strong wind, his black hair was vigorous, his eyes were closed, and the mud pill palace in the center of his eyebrows was shining brightly, as if there was a rainbow contained in it, constantly beating.

His mind throbbed at this moment, winding out like a thread, connecting with every sword shadow floating above the sword bell.

In An Le's telepathy, at this moment, every sword shadow contains a fragment of a changing picture, which is the picture that the sword carries has either grown up with the sword master, or practiced together, or wandered together.

This sword shadow gives An Le a unique and strange feeling.

Every sword shadow is like a wisp of time.

Of course, unlike the normal qi of the years, it cannot condense the fruits of the years, but ...... Among them, there are images of ideas that remain on the spiritual level

This is naturally a lot of benefit for Anle.

To be honest, there were some small surprises, after all, An Le had never thought that the sword bell would be able to bring such benefits.

It can be helpful on the spiritual level.

The sword shadows in the sky flickered and roared, like a distorted picture formed by the sudden rotation of the stars in the night sky, which was very strange.

The disciples of the Sword Pool Palace could not see this scene, but they could feel that the entire Sword Pool Palace seemed to be full of sword intent, and if these sword intents could be perceived by them, it would be of great benefit to their cultivation.

Of course, not everyone is out of sight......

The old sword saint Mai was hunting in the wind, his eyes widened slightly, the powerhouse of the eleventh realm, condensed the origin, and already had the ability to sense heaven and earth.

Su Musha and Wang Yansheng couldn't see these sword shadows clearly, but the old sword saint did.

His countenance was full of incredulity.

The Chengying Sword on his waist trembled incessantly, and the sword intent contained in it flowed like water.

Sword Cultivation's Sword Intent...... In fact, it is also a kind of spiritual power!

At this moment, the old sword saint had some enlightenment.

It turns out that sword cultivation is not that it does not cultivate the soul, but because the sword cultivation itself has a very strong soul.

The old sword saint had an understanding, and he actually sat down cross-legged, and there was also sword intent rising and falling around him, and he was also trying to capture the sword intent floating between heaven and earth to strengthen his own soul.

……

……

An Le did feel that this sword intent in the sky was really a bit similar to the qi of the years.

The sword intent contained in it all records the high-spirited picture of the sword cultivator before his death.

An Le crossed his knees on the sword bell platform, closed his eyes, his heart was like a tide, raised his hand, and pointed to the void, pointing at the sword shadows.

The sword shadow that was pointed out suddenly dispersed like a green mist, and then reflected the heart on the picture.

Straight to the heart.

This sword intent was clicked, and the picture was rippling.

There are young swordsmen walking the rivers and lakes, the road is uneven, draw their swords to help, high-spirited, kill demons and evils, alone and a sword into the group of bandits, killing a river of blood.

There is a swordsman boy who is proud, but he was defeated by a strong enemy, broke an arm holding the sword, had to practice the sword with one arm, lived in seclusion in the mountains, practiced the sword for decades, became superb, and then entered the rivers and lakes, killed the strong enemy, and took revenge.

There is a swordsman with a short sword, standing on the top of the mountain, saying goodbye to his friends, going straight to Kyoto alone, assassinating the faint king, and never to return.

……

Picture after picture, smoke and clouds.

Like a white horse passing through a gap, like quicksand at the fingertips, it is reflected in An Le's heart, and all kinds of emotions related to the swordsman and the artistic conception of the swordsman are presented.

Every swordsman has his own obsession and sword intent, although they die, but their intention is integrated into the sword weapon that accompanies them, and is buried with the burial of the sword.

These meanings are all hidden in the sword bell, and to this day, they are inspired by peace and happiness.

Maybe these intentions are not strong, those fused sword weapons are not of high rank, and even the swordsmen who hold swords are not strong in cultivation.

However, the point is not these, but the will they left behind, which is a kind of spiritual power, and these powers, when combined, have an extremely extraordinary effect.

Mind space.

An Le's Yuan Shen sat upright, with a thousand feet of light rising behind him, and the long river of the soul slowly flowed in it, echoing with the long river of years, and as An Le observed the sword shadow, there was one after another star-like brilliance, falling rapidly from outside the mental space, and diffusing into the long river of the soul.

Slowly, in the long river of the soul, it gathered into a huge bell shadow.

The bell shadow is exactly the same as the sword bell, but it is the appearance of a phantom, but it is the manifestation of sword intent!

However, at this moment, because there was too little sword intent that had penetrated into the long river of the heart, the phantom of the sword bell was relatively thin, as if it was about to disperse at any time.

How many sword weapons are buried in the sword bell, each sword is a sword with a story, their story contains the sword intent of the sword master itself, these sword intent is fermented and buried in the sword bell, and slowly the sword bell has undergone a lot of transformation.

An Le admits that he underestimated the sword bell.

It was also a third-order supreme treasure, and An Le didn't even feel that the sword bell was much weaker than the Void Armor he was wearing.

But now, he understood...... The Sword Bell was not an ordinary third-order arcana, but a top-level magic weapon similar to the soul arcana.

Soul Treasure...... Extremely precious, the third-order soul treasure, although it is not as good as a holy weapon, it is enough to say that it is the top of the treasure.

The long river of soul is growing, which makes An Le a little happy, maybe he can indeed use this sword bell to push the long river of soul into the holy level.

However, the process of this growth was not fast, which made An Le's brows frown slightly.

In the Sword Pond Palace.

There was silence, and everyone sat cross-legged on the ground, enjoying this carnival feast of sword intent.

It can indeed be said that it is a feast, the sword intent is intertwined, for the sword cultivation, how happy, the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, almost all of them are practicing swordsmanship, they all belong to the sword cultivation, the sword cultivation that can understand the sword intent and the sword cultivation who can't understand the sword intent, that is the world of difference.

It's not just the difference in combat power, but also the difference in cultivation speed.

And now, everyone has the opportunity to capture and comprehend the sword intent, which is naturally a feast!

Even Wang Yansheng and Su Musha sat cross-legged and practiced seriously.

Before you know it, five days have passed in a flash.

The sword bell is constantly roaring, and the bell waves that explode are spreading, covering the entire Jinguan City, and even spreading to the surrounding areas, even Dali City and Jiangling Mansion City can hear the sound of the bell waves......

When the morning light of the fifth day broke through the clouds and fell.

An Le slowly opened his eyes.

In the pupils of the eyes, there seemed to be an endless number of images flickering in an instant.

It was a picture left over from his observation of many spiritual sword intents, and soon, his eyes became clear, and his gaze looked at the sword bell, which seemed very soft.

Around, everyone was already awake, and they opened their eyes one after another, looking at An Le on the side of the sword bell, their faces full of respect and fanaticism.

Su Musha, Wang Yansheng, Wan Jieliu and the old sword saint and other powerhouses of the Sword Pool Palace also woke up from the state of perception.

Feeling the sword intent is a fleeting inspiration capture, and five days is enough for them to complete the understanding.

The aura of the old sword saint is even more profound, and he who has just stepped into the eleventh realm seems to have become much more stable.

Wang Yansheng's body was also full of sword intent, and he had just stepped into the realm of the Ten Realms and Three Calamities, and he even had the urge to impact the Eleventh Realm......

Of course, Wang Yansheng knew very well that this was just his delusion.

If he really hit the Eleventh Realm, I'm afraid it would be...... If you fail, your state will be damaged by then, but you will suffer too much.

"Childe."

When they saw An Le open his eyes and stand up.

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted respectfully.

An Le looked at them, smiled and nodded, his eyes swept over, shining.

"Looks like you're all getting a good deal...... Very good. ”

An Le smiled.

The old sword saint looked at An Le, and he could feel an extremely majestic spiritual power from An Le's eyebrows.

His heart shook, and he couldn't help but show joy: "Childe has gained something?" ”

An Le didn't hide it: "The harvest is good, I didn't expect the sword bell to be a treasure of the soul...... It's a lot of help to me, but unfortunately, trying to refine the many sword intents in the Sword Bell Burial Sword is a time-consuming thing. ”

Sighing slightly, An Le was already satisfied.

The breakthrough of the soul is not an easy thing to do, and it is excellent to be able to get the results it has today.

Moreover, it is not that there is no chance of breaking through now, as long as the sword bell is completely refined...... Perhaps, he can really touch the threshold of the long river of the Holy Order's soul.

"It's good to have a harvest, and it's a blessing for us to be able to help my son." The old sword saint stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

The stronger the peace, the ...... of the Sword Pond Palace Naturally, the more stable it is.

Jianchi Palace has long been tied to An Le.

As long as there is no accident in peace, it is ...... in the world The status of the Sword Pool Palace will be incomparably lofty, and it will even be able to reach the top of the world's first force.

"Palace Master, can I take the sword bell away for some time, and when I have completed the transformation of my mind, I will return the sword bell."

An Le looked at Su Musha and hugged his fists.

The significance of the sword bell to the Sword Pool Palace is too great, An Le wants to take it, but also to get the consent of the other party, and now the head of the Sword Pool Palace is Su Musha, An Le naturally wants to ask.

"Childe's words are wrong, if the sword bell can help Childe, it doesn't matter if Childe refines."

"The relationship between the sword bell and the Jianchi Palace is actually not complicated, the sword bell does not belong to the Jianchi Palace, but the sword repair of the past dynasties buried the sword in the Jianchi Palace, forming the sword bell."

Su Musha said seriously.

Even for the sake of Zhao Huangting's face, Su Musha was willing to give the sword bell to An Le.

An Le smiled, clenched his fists again, and looked at the old sword saint and Wang Yansheng.

There is no objection between the two, the old sword saint is full of smiles, and the sword bell is given to An Le, which is equivalent to making the relationship between the sword pool palace and An Le even closer, how can the old sword saint have objections?

Moreover, this time, the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace have gained a lot, and they will not be able to understand anything from the Sword Bell in a short period of time.

"Thank you."

An happy and solemn ceremony.

Everyone returned the salute.

Then An Le looked at the sword bell beside him, raised his hand, and gently patted it.

The sword bell sent out a bell wave vibration, and then turned into a long sword light Changhong, and diffused into the Anle Eyebrow Mud Pill Palace.

An Le felt the sword bell suspended in the long river of his soul, felt the spiritual sword intent spreading around the sword bell, and a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

After saying goodbye to everyone, he left the Sword Pond Palace.

I came to the tavern again, made two pots of old rice wine, and returned to the seventh mountain.

After staying on the seventh mountain for a day, he didn't make too many movements, or even practice, but just relied on the power of his mind to refine the sword intent of the sword bell and enhance the power of the long river of his soul.

However, the effect is not good, and the speed does not improve as quickly as expected.

An Le thought of the head of the Bo family, and left the seventh mountain.

He floated to the Ganye Temple.

In the Ganye Temple, the six-eared macaque is napping at the mountain gate.

When An Le appeared, the six-eared macaque opened his eyes suddenly, and now the six-eared macaque is getting closer and closer to the eleventh realm, and the recovery of heaven and earth cultivation is huge for the ascension of such heaven and earth spirit beasts.

An Le brought the old rice wine, drank with the six-eared macaque, one person and one ape, sat between the mountains and forests, found a piece of bluestone, brushed away the dust and fallen leaves, sat and drank, chatting.

An Le expresses his confusion about the spiritual level.

The six-eared macaque took a sip of old rice wine, squinting its eyes, and its fluff swayed in the breeze.

"Good boy, you actually transformed the Heart Sword into a soul river, and raised the soul river to the third level...... This is unprecedented in the records of Ganye Temple. ”

"The third-order soul river is already the limit of what I can recognize the old ape."

"I want to help you, but I also have a weak heart."

The six-eared macaque sighed.

When An Le heard this, he didn't feel strange, although the method of condensing the heart sword was passed out in Ganye Temple, but An Le had already cultivated the method of the heart sword to the extreme.

"But...... Mr. An, I have a suggestion for the old ape. ”

"Although there is no method for condensing the third-order mind in Ganye Temple, the old ape knows where there is a way to break through the realm."

The six-eared macaque squinted and said mysteriously.

An Le was suddenly curious and asked with interest.

"The Buddha Earth Spirit Mountain in the top power of the heavens...... There must be a way for the soul to break through the holy steps, isn't the son able to set foot in the heavens? Maybe you can go to Fotuling Mountain. ”

The six-eared macaque thought for a moment and said.

"However, Buddha Tuling Mountain is also an unusual place, and Childe is going to ...... now I'm afraid that there will be some danger, the old ape has a token here, which can help the son. ”

"Just ...... Childe invited me to drink this wine in return. ”

The old ape raised the flask in his hand.

When An Le heard this, he immediately hugged his fists and thanked him.

The old ape took out an embroidery needle from his ear, flicked his fingers, and the embroidery needle spun around and floated to An Le, who was caught by An Le raising his hand.

"This magic needle is the token given by the old ape to the son, if the son goes to the Buddha Land Spirit Mountain, he can use this token to find the opportunity to break the spiritual realm."

An Le took the magic needle, a small magic needle, it was extremely heavy......

This made An Le frown.

"Buddha Tuling Mountain...... There is a spiritual treasure land, called the Buddha Sea, if the son wants to seek a spiritual breakthrough, entering the Buddha Sea is a good choice. ”

The six-eared macaque said.

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, Buddha Hai?

Is it reliable?

An Le didn't know that the six-eared macaque might have good intentions, but for An Le, today's heavens are very dangerous.

Don't say that the True Martial Emperor of Penglai Immortal Island, even the other top power controllers, all pay attention to An Le.

After all, An Le broke the plan to ascend to the Immortal Land, which had a great impact on the plan of the heavens.

Now that peace and happiness have entered the heavens, it is not equivalent to a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.

However, I also think that in the human world, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find the opportunity to break the Holy Rank of the soul.

After thanking the six-eared macaque, An Le put away the magic needle, and he still chose to believe in it.

Subsequently, I met with the three masters of Lingzhu, Xuanzhu, and Suzhu, as well as Mrs. Hua, and old friends, so they naturally chatted.

Lady Hua's cultivation has now reached a bottleneck, and with the help of many resources, she has reached the consummation of the Nine Realms, and may take advantage of the opportunity of the recovery of Heaven and Earth cultivation to break through to the Ten Realms as soon as possible.

After chatting, An Le said goodbye to the old friends of Ganye Temple, the origin of the space surged, and he walked between the world like a leisurely stroll, chic and free, unrestrained.

Subsequently, An Le went to Xiliang City again, entered the academy, and met the master Wang Banshan, in addition to Wang Banshan, he also saw a familiar figure, which was the eldest master Zhu Huoxi.

"Goodbye Gongzi is no longer a thing in the pool, stepping on the wind and clouds and turning the dragon, the old man admires."

Zhu Huoxi looked at An Le with a complicated expression, both amazed and nostalgic for the magic of the years.

Wang Banshan, Zhu Huoxi and An Le walked together in the academy built in Xiliang City, strolling among the scholars, and saw the scholars holding books and reading hard between the academies.

Many of these scholars are not cultivators, they just have a desire to learn, and they don't know what they can do after reading enough books and doing enough knowledge before leaving the academy, but their purpose is to study and study.

Compared with those who used to read in Lin'an Academy, he has a pure heart.

Their knowledge is pure and unblemished, and their hearts are pure and unblemished.

After hearing An Le's confusion, the two masters were first surprised, and after being surprised, they looked at each other, smiled, and took An Le to the Wenqu Monument.

"I don't know much about the breaking of the soul, after all, we are not Confucian saints, and we have never been as deep as the sea of spiritual beings like saints."

"But I know that reading may be able to improve the level of the soul and even make a leap."

The arguments of the two masters were surprisingly consistent, but they gave An Le a lot of inspiration.

Wenqu stele is located in the Xiliang City Academy, the stele is erected, the Wenqu stele is covered by the sun, and the black stele is faintly circulating.

An Le came to the Wenqu Monument, but this time it felt completely different from the beginning.

In today's spiritual realm, An Le does not feel any obstacles at all.

"Childe, Wenqu Monument...... It is the Confucian treasure of the hundred schools of thought, and it is a third-order treasure, which is not the same as the ordinary treasure...... Gongzi can remember Pang Ji, Pang Ji died in Xiangyang City, fought desperately with Emperor Yuanmeng, and swore to protect the last dignity of the Great Zhao scholars. ”

"But Gongzi should know that Emperor Yuanmeng at that time was already eleven realms, and Pang Ji ...... However, when you first enter the Ten Realms, the gap between the two is like a moat. ”

"But in that battle, Pang Ji injured Emperor Yuanmeng...... Do you know why? ”

An Le fell silent when he heard this, in that battle, Pang Ji borrowed three feet from the world's scholars, and An Le personally escorted Haoran with a war puppet......

Nature knows.

"Confucian and Taoist saints?"

An Le said.

When Zhu Huoxi and Wang Banshan heard this, they both nodded.

"The Wenqu tablet contains the meaning of a saint...... Pang Ji was able to invite the Confucian and Taoist sages because he had communicated with the Confucian and Taoist sages in the Wenqu Monument......"

Zhu Huoxi said.

"I'll wait...... In fact, it was also communicated that if you fight to the death, you can also invite a saint to fight. ”

Wang Banshan thought for a moment and said.

Hearing this, An Le's eyes flashed and nodded.

He seemed to understand something.

Wenqu Monument of the Academy of Literature, Wukui Stone of Wumiao.

Both of them are treasures, An Le once felt a pair of eyes in the Wukui Stone, and felt that there might be a strong person in the Wukui Stone.

And in the Wenqu stele, is it the same as Wu Kuishi?

"Childe wants to seek help and break through the realm at the spiritual level, and the two of us can't do it, and we can't help much, but Childe can try to communicate with the Confucian and Taoist sages in the Wenqu Monument......"

"Maybe it helps."

Zhu Huoxi and Wang Banshan spoke.

The breeze is gentle, blowing the bamboo sea around the monument and making a rustling sound.

An Le walked to the monument and looked at the starry Wenqu monument.

With the level of peace of mind, now looking at the Wenqu Monument, I do feel a little unusual.

There was a glint in the depths of his eyes.

An Le raised his hand and nodded at the center of his eyebrows.

Wisps of spiritual power turned into a surge of training, the wind around the monument was fierce, and the bamboo sea was rippling!

On the Wenqu monument, the stars are repeated......

Emerge!

An Le's spiritual power was drawn by the Wenqu Monument, and all of them diffused into it, and gradually the picture in front of Anle was ......

A sea change has taken place.

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