Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

The spring mud makes the rain slide on the mirror, and the dawn trees bring the clouds as pale as a picture.

An Le was like this, sitting under the door, the spring rain accompanied by the breeze, suddenly jumped into a few particles, stained An Le's face, and was evaporated by the boiling blood and blood running under the skin, turning into misty cloud-like water vapor.

After several days of seclusion and hard training, high-intensity mobilization of energy and spirit, and continuous practice of the five ancient demons, I finally got the fruits of harvest today.

The spiritual energy caused the spring rain to sway, the wind and waves suddenly rose in the small courtyard, and the leaves of the old locust trees blew in the air.

An Le closed his eyes and his mind sank into his Dantian.

The dantian is like an oven, where qi and blood make fire, burned and forged, and a qi and blood inner elixir can be vaguely formed, suspended in it, and spinning!

Opening qi and blood, casting spiritual bones, and condensing inner elixirs... these are the first three realms of body-building martial arts.

A few days before the training, Mrs. Hua thought that the "Five Animals Exercise" was holding Anle back, so she asked him to go to the Martial Temple to observe the stones and get the martial arts masters to practice the new martial arts.

However, Anle, who had just obtained the martial arts scripture, received the Qingshan Sword Qi and Wu Kuishi Qi and blood baptism and tempered the body, but he did not immediately condense the inner elixir. At first, Anle was still a little disappointed.

Nowadays, things are much calmer. The more forced some things are, the less likely they are to be obtained.

It's like a drop of spring rain, blooming and bursting, breaking the bottleneck of realm that has been maintained in the body.

On the physical body, the ancient demon five-animal scripture seems to be revived, and there are vague roars of ancient demon tigers, ferocious beasts, demon apes and other great demons, condensing a majestic and domineering momentum!

Inner elixir is a very important thing for a body-training practitioner.

It is the foundation for the continuous flow of Qi and blood!

Manpower is sometimes poor, but the inner elixir that has been worked to the extreme can burst out with energy without stopping.

Just as the realm of transcendence is a great leap in the cultivation of gods, so is the inner elixir of martial arts.

The importance of the inner alchemy is that it carries the path forward to the next realm. The fourth level of physical training is closely related to the inner alchemy!

Outside the courtyard, the wind and rain were raging.

An old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple appeared in plain clothes.

Looking at the young man sitting in the courtyard, who carries the ancient demon's will, a hint of appreciation can't help but appear in his eyes.

"When things come naturally, breakthroughs will happen naturally. The most important thing in practice is to follow the path of your heart."

The old man from Ancestral Temple stroked his long eyebrows and sighed.

The talent of peace and happiness develops more and more with the advancement of practice, showing amazing performance.

The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to break through. Anle seems to have a momentum built up in him to break through all barriers and obstacles.

The old man once thought that Qingshan chose Anle because Anle was proud to paint bamboos and because of the young man's tenacious character, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

Perhaps the youthful talent is also one of the reasons why Qingshan is so charming.

In the courtyard, the aura of peace gradually converges, and the inner elixir is round, condensing energy such as qi, blood, aura, and body essence. It is shiny and full of energy.

This kind of almost perfect inner elixir quality when first condensed is extremely rare among body-building martial artists.

Anle exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling that the energy in his body was endless, and his inner elixir was like a source, constantly pushing out the energy.

If refining the spirit and transcending the secular world is the transformation of the spiritual level, then exercising the body and condensing the inner elixir is the transformation of the physical level.

Anle suddenly thought that the reason why he was able to kill the coachman Zhushan a few days ago was mainly because Zhushan did not have a high-level body-forging method, and the inner elixir was rough in condensation. Coupled with his spiritual weakness, his sword energy was too restrained.

Otherwise, it would be very easy to beat the third level of physical training to the second level.

When Anle thought about it at the moment, he realized that there were actually some dangers involved, but he was not afraid. Cultivation was the process of cutting through the thorns in front of him and climbing to the top of the mountain.

Be fearless, but you must also assess the situation before you can climb high and see far.

Opening your eyes, your mind is wrapped like a thread.

On the old locust tree, the green mountain suddenly came out of the tree. An Le raised his hand and grabbed the green mountain bamboo sword. Using the energy in his body, he began to dance with the sword. The sword energy spread in the green mountain, infiltrating An Le's body and consolidating his cultivation. for.

The old man sat familiarly under the door, drinking and drinking with a smile on his face.

By the way, I would like to use my mind to point out some of Anle's shortcomings in swordsmanship.

In the small courtyard, the sword energy was everywhere but it seemed a bit warm.

After a long time, Anle slowly stopped, no longer dancing the sword, sitting upright on a small chair, with the green mountains on his knees, drinking with the old man.

"I have mastered the three realms of physical training and spiritual training. I have achieved this in a short period of time. Xiaoyou An's talent is very good. When it comes to the speed of breaking mirrors in the first three realms, I have seen that among practitioners, I can rank among the top ten."

The old man took a sip of wine and said.

When Anle heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and the old man continued to speak.

"That kid Zhao Xianyou has not practiced for more than ten years. As soon as he practices, he breaks through the realm like drinking water. One realm in one day and three realms in three days. The speed is naturally faster than that of Xiaoyou An."

"But that kid is called an earthly immortal, and he doesn't use common sense to reason or count."

"In addition, Emperor Yuanmeng broke through the three realms in seven days, causing the entire Yuanmeng Imperial Court to be shaken."

"Secondly, there are the Daozi from Zhenwu Temple, the Little Celestial Master from Tianshi Mansion, the Jinchan Buddha from Lanke Temple, etc. These are all monsters in this world. To them, the first three realms are like paper."

This was the first time Anle heard the names of these monsters, and he couldn't help but be extremely curious.

"The Zhenwu Temple, Tianshi Mansion, Lanke Temple and other forces are different from the Wenyuan Martial Temple. The former can be understood as sectarian forces and have little involvement with the imperial court, but the Wenyuan and Martial Temple are closely related to the imperial court."

The old man from Taimiao took a sip of old wine and said.

"Of course, it's nothing in front of the Holy Mountain."

"Little friend An, your speed of breaking through the first three realms is faster than those mountain masters of the Holy Mountain. However, even the geniuses such as Daozi, Xiao Tianshi, and Fozi are like floating clouds in front of the mountain masters." The old man laughed heartily: "So you need to be modest and calm, the road of cultivation is long, and you have just set foot." "The momentary brilliance is nothing. After the third realm, there are five realms, and after the five realms, there are five realms again. What is the scenery above the tenth realm? Countless practitioners in the world yearn for it." Anle knew that the old man was teaching him not to be arrogant because of his talent. He filled a cup of yellow wine, toasted it to the old man, and drank it all in one gulp. "Thank you for your teachings." The old man looked peaceful, raised the glass of wine to Anle, and drank it all in one gulp. "When your spring exam is over, I will take you to a place to see the world. It will definitely be interesting and refreshing." The old man promised with a smile. Hearing this, Anle also smiled and said, "Then I will look forward to it."

"Hahaha, then you have something to look forward to. Others can't get it. I'm happy today. Take advantage of your breakthrough mood and make a good ink bamboo painting. The ink bamboo that integrates your current mood must have a different flavor and let me enjoy it."

Anle heard this and did not refuse. He got up and walked to the table in the house.

The house is dust-free and the empty room is full of leisure.

Grind ink and spread paper.

The sound of wind, rain and writing is pleasant to the ears.

Calm your mind and concentrate.

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Outside the courtyard.

Zhao Xianyou floated in, his gorgeous clothes stained with spring rain. The courtyard still retained the majestic blood and energy after Anle's breakthrough, as if to evaporate the rain.

Zhao Xianyou, with his hands behind his back, shook his head: "I'm late, I can't drink for free."

"They are talking about painting inside. I'm really not interested in painting, so I won't join in the fun."

Zhao Xianyou turned around, his flawless boots stepped on the spring water on the ground, but he didn't get wet at all, as if nothing could stain his innocence and purity.

"What kind of scenery is above the Ten Realms? I wonder if Brother An can accompany me?"

Zhao Xianyou walked out of the alley slowly, speaking confidently.

Looking back at the cold rain alley, he suddenly smiled.

"Brother An is still a little behind now."

"But I have expectations in my heart."

Zhao Xianyou turned around, the spring rain fell silently from his head and disappeared, and his figure gradually blurred.

Then there was a chuckle lingering in Qingbo Street.

"The Little Saint List...is going to be interesting."

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Drinking wine to the towering, the green mountains also bloom.

Outside Lin'an Prefecture, the mountains are endless and the clouds are lingering.

The first mountain of the Holy Mountain is not as sharp as the sixth mountain. It is more like an old Taoist sitting cross-legged, overlooking the world, and seeing all the world's affairs while chatting and laughing.

On the first mountain, there is a thatched cottage.

In the thatched cottage, an old man is sitting with his fingers pinched, and there is an incense altar in front of him. A stick of incense is lit in it, and there is a faint green mist.

Suddenly, the incense ash falls, like a thunder, waking the old man from his dozing state.

The old man is sleepy, counts with his fingers, and yawns.

"Is there a change in the Little Saint List?"

"Who wants to climb up?"

The old man flicked his fingers, and a bamboo slip floated down in front of the incense altar.

The incense ash floated up, and two lines of words gradually appeared on the bamboo slip.

"Wang Qinhe, the Little Saint List, fell nineteen."

"Anle, the Little Saint List, forging the body and refining the spirit, all three realms, then advanced, eighteen."