Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time - Chapter 138
Chapter 138: Five Killer Tunes Dao Fruit, Demon Subduing Fierce Monk’s Killing Intent (3)
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Vaguely, An Le’s understanding of the Ancient Demon Five Animals seemed to have reached a higher level. His Inner Core surged, as if it wanted to fuse the phenomenon of the Ancient Demon Five Animals into it and form a Mystic Intent.
An Le could not help but be stunned. His eyes lit up. He immediately had a way to cultivate the fourth realm of Body Tempering, Mystic Intent. It was as if he had opened a door and was enlightened.
Merge the ancient demon phenomena to form the Martial Mystic Intent!
The drizzle fell from a hundred thousand feet in the sky and fell into the small courtyard of Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley, but it evaporated into the young man’s rolling Qi Blood.
The grass was completely wet from the drizzle, and the flowers were about to move in the cold spring breeze.
A carriage stopped quietly outside Lin’an Prefecture. A fine rain floated between the heavens and the earth.
Qin Qianqiu sat upright in the carriage and raised the curtain to look at the official road in the distance.
Vaguely, a figure could be seen walking slowly on the official road.
It was a monk wearing a dirty navy blue monk robe. There was a string of brown Buddhist prayer beads hanging around his neck. Every prayer bead was engraved with a Sanskrit character. He wore a bamboo hat and was tall and burly. His burly muscles propped up his old and dirty monk robe.
He carried a burning iron rod on his back. There were strange beast patterns on the rod.
Stepping on a pair of muddy and dirty black-and -white cloth shoes, he slowly walked over like an ascetic monk.
Qin Qianqiu’s eyes immediately lit up. This person was the one he thought highly of among the many Demon Subduing Masters he had invited, one of the disciples of the Holy Monk Duhai of the Lotus Flower Temple, Monk Fakong.
Even though Qin Qianqiu’s mind had fallen to the Embryonic Breath Realm after being slashed by An Le’s righteous sword qi, he could still feel the pressure on the monk.
The terrifying killing intent was almost condensed into a physical form as if countless demon souls were roaring miserably.
“No wonder he was personally ordered to stay outside the prefecture. Such killing intent will definitely cause a commotion once he enters the city.
However, it’s precisely because he’s so fierce that he has a chance to cripple An
Qin Qianqiu clapped his hands and smiled, a strange look in his eyes.
Although he looked down on Demon Subduing Masters because their statuses were not presentable, most of them were martial world cultivators who were on the verge of death.
However. Monk Fakong was different. His master. Holv Monk Duhai of the Lotus Flower Temple, was enough for him to take seriously. Holy Monk Duhai was a cultivator who had once suppressed a thousand-year-old demon in the Lin’an Prefecture.
The monk bathed in the wind and drizzle as he walked over. As he approached the carriage, his killing intent became stronger and stronger. However, Qin Qianqiu held back his killing intent and revealed a smile. He invited Monk Fakong to board the carriage.
After entering the carriage, he even personally made tea for Monk Fakong. “1,000 Origin Spirit Coins and three Demon Spirit Pills. Cripple this lad.”
Inside the carriage, the charcoal stove was boiling. Qin Qianqiu pushed the brewed tea in front of the monk. Monk Fakong put his palms together and thanked Qin Qianqiu before picking up the teacup and drinking it.
“West Lake Longjing. It’s bitter before sweet. Good tea.”
Monk Fakong smiled.
“Benefactor Qin, do you think An Le is really suffused with demon qi?”
Monk Fakong did not talk about the 1,000 Origin Spirit Coins and Demon Spirit Pills. Instead, he asked about something related to An Le.
Qin Qianqiu nodded. “There was a demoness hidden in the small courtyard that this child rented. After the demoness left, this child had demon qi on him. Later, he observed the Martial Chief Stone in the Martial Temple and even comprehended the Ancient Demon Five Animals. Now, the demon qi is even stronger.”
“Master, you can go and take a look at the specific demon qi.”
“This child is incomparably arrogant in Lin’an now. He wants to nurture an invincible aura and fight many geniuses in Lin’an. Master Fakong is the disciple of the Lotus Flower Temple’s Holy Monk Duhai and is also a descendant of a famous sect. It’s a good opportunity to break his spirit.”
“Even if we can’t kill him, it’s good enough to defeat him and cripple his invincible aura.” Qin Qianqiu said seriously.
In fact, he did not think that Monk Fakong could kill An Le. With the help of Hua Jiebing, Li You’an, and the mysterious Old Imperial Uncle that Prime Minister Qin had mentioned, An Le might not be killed.
However, as long as he defeated An Le in a fair challenge, he could naturally cripple An Le’s invincible aura.
Who knew, An Le might end up like Luo Qingchen, attracting a tofu Dao heart and becoming Lin’an’s laughingstock.
“Amitabha. I naturally have to follow Master’s teachings to exorcise a demon qi-ridden person.”
“Benefactor Qin, I’ll accept this mission.”
“1,000 Origin Spirit Coins and three Demon Spirit Pills. Don’t forget.”
Monk Fakong smiled.
Qin Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and took a sip of tea. “As long as you win, none of this will be a problem. The Prime Minister Qin’s Residence will also treat you as a distinguished guest.”
“Although I haven’t stepped into the fifth realm of Oblivion, in terms of strength, I can still enter the top ten of the Little Sacred Ranking. This child’s cultivation level is only at the third realm of Body Tempering. He has just entered the fourth realm of Spirit Refinement, but he dares to walk the invincible path. He’s really a little arrogant.”
Monk Fakong clapped his hands and said, “I’m willing to extinguish his arrogance and make him humble in front of Buddha.”
When Qin Qianqiu heard this, he immediately laughed heartily, and endless anticipation surged in his heart.
A leaf carried by the spring breeze floated over and landed on the wheel of the carriage. It was crushed. The carriage turned around and entered Lin’an
Prefecture. The hooves of the horse ticked as it slowly drove towards Qingbo Street.
After An Le ended his research and fusion of the Five Killer Tunes and the Sword Waterfall Diagram, coupled with the enhancement of the Eternal Prodigy Dao Fruit, improved An Le’s mental power significantly.
His Body Tempering cultivation also vaguely developed some Mystic Intent in his Inner Core. At the very least, he knew where the path was and would break through very quickly.
After changing into a clean set of white clothes, An Let s hair was loose and refreshing. He held up the oil-paper umbrella and hooked his finger. Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword flashed over and tied themselves to his waist. He held a book and read it as he left the small courtyard and headed towards West Lake.
The clouds were dense, and the rain fell. The water was calm, and smoke rose.
The West Lake in the rain had a different scenery. An Le could enjoy the rain scenery of the West Lake and relax his tense mind and body by fusing the Five Killer Tunes with the Sword Waterfall.
Stepping on the rain-soaked limestone road, he had just stepped onto the white jade stairs when a spring breeze blew over from the lake.
The corners of An Le’s lips couldn’t help but curl up. He closed his eyes and felt the comfort and peace of the spring breeze and drizzle that relaxed his soul.
Suddenly, the sound of wheels crushing limestone could be heard.
An Le slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the luxurious carriage slowly approaching on the long white jade embankment.
The thousand-year-old Demon Origin Jade on his waist trembled slightly at this moment as if it was roaring with anger.
The spring breeze and drizzle seemed to have suddenly stopped.
An Le looked at the approaching carriage that passed through the willow branches at the end of the long dike of West Lake.
Killing intent that seemed to fill the lake surged out of the carriage.
His eyes gradually turned cold..
Chapter 138
