Chapter 67: Prejudice Is Like an Evil Demon, the Young Man Steps Into the Third Stage of Body Building

The woman had never thought that a person could change so much.

She vaguely remembered the handsome young man who appeared in the courtyard under the leadership of Huang Xian, the head of the Black Court. At that time, the young man had just started practicing, and his breath was as weak as a firefly.

Now, the young man's blood and qi were as majestic as a boiling mountain fire, and his mind was like a magic sword that had just been unsheathed, revealing a faint cold sword.

Although it was impossible to determine his specific cultivation, this overwhelming pressure showed that the young man's cultivation was no longer the same as before.

What made the woman tremble the most was the ancient demon vision on the young man's body. The blood and qi were hazy and steaming, making the woman seem to see an ancient fierce demon tiger standing on the top of the mountain and roaring at the immortals in the sky.

The oppression deep in the blood made the woman almost unable to stabilize her body.

Facing the ancient demon tiger, how could the squirrel fairy woman, who had only practiced for hundreds of years, resist its pressure? It was good enough that she did not kneel down.

Although the monster has transformed, it still retains some of its animal nature. The pressure released by the powerful monster is naturally suppressive to the weak monster, so there will be a situation where the tiger roars in the forest and all the beasts flee.

Anle looked at the woman's trembling legs and was a little dazed. He didn't do anything.

The spring rain fell and gathered at the edge of the umbrella into a bead curtain, with the haziness and poetry unique to the rain alley.

Meeting acquaintances is a beautiful thing, but the attitude of this acquaintance is really weird.

However, after a little thought, Anle understood that the woman was a squirrel fairy, perhaps she was afraid of the ancient monster pressure left by his practice of the ancient monster five animals.

"When will the lady return to Lin'an?" Anle held up an oil-paper umbrella and smiled to change the subject to disperse the woman's pressure.

The woman looked at Anle with a bit of fear, holding an umbrella, and even became a little cautious: "Mr. An, I have been back to Lin'an for a few days, and I want to take a last look at the courtyard where I lived with my husband."

"I haven't left yet. In this case, I will go back to accompany my wife to see it."

Anle had a warm smile on his face. In between words, he quietly absorbed four strands of time from the woman.

The two walked towards the Taimiao Lane. Perhaps because the ancient demon pressure on Anle was too strong, the woman was not very willing to get close.

Anle also knew that he walked in front and kept a distance from the woman.

The ancient demon jade on his waist that Anle had hollowed out was trembling slightly, constantly absorbing demonic energy from the woman, and gradually restoring the demon pattern on it.

The woman entered the courtyard, holding an umbrella and standing for a long time, with some reluctance and memories in her eyes.

She did not enter the house, but walked slowly in the yard, touching the potted flowers that Anle took good care of. When she passed the old locust tree, she saw the sword hole with sharp sword energy on it. She was stunned for a moment, but she did not care too much. These sword energy lingering in the old locust tree may not be a bad thing.

"Mr. An, thank you for taking such good care of the courtyard."

The woman looked at Anle with a little gratitude in her eyes.

Anle smiled: "This is my first property in Lin'an. I feel at ease staying in the courtyard. Where I feel at ease, it is my home. Naturally, I will not destroy it at will."

"Where I feel at ease, it is my home... It's really well said." The woman murmured, and then her eyes lit up.

"Master An, I have a question in my mind. May I ask you?"

An Le smiled: "Madam, please ask. I am willing to do my best to answer your questions."

The woman stretched out her hand and caught a spring raindrop, which bloomed in her palm: "Master, someone once told me that people should be kind, but there are prejudices everywhere in this world, from identity, character and even race. Many prejudices are more terrifying than evil monsters. In the face of this, what should I do?"

An Le heard this, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "People only see from their own perspective. , tends to be beneficial to one's own direction, and prejudice naturally arises from the idea of ​​​​being good for others. "

"Submission will only encourage prejudice and become the nourishment for its growth. "

"I think prejudice is like an evil demon, so kill this demon, and the world will be clear. "

Anle said: "Madam, this is my personal opinion. If you think it is inappropriate, just laugh it off. "

The woman fell into deep thought. After a long time, she bowed to Anle and said: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts."

Anle waved his hand and smiled warmly.

The two did not stay in the courtyard for a long time. After watching, the woman left with some determination.

Looking at the woman's back holding an umbrella and disappearing in the bluestone rain alley.

Although Anle knew that the woman might have a story in her heart, she never asked.

Prejudice in the world is like a mountain, even more terrifying than an evil demon, how can it be easily killed.

Anle, who has read hundreds of books, once read "On Monsters" written by a great scholar in the Academy of Literature, which mentioned: "Monsters are divided into good and evil. Evil monsters eat people, and their odor can be seen from a hundred feet away. Good monsters help people, and their aura cannot be distinguished when close to them."

This means that monsters are divided into good and evil. Evil monsters eat people, and their aura is fierce and smelly. You can tell that they are evil monsters from a hundred feet away. Good monsters help people, and their aura blends with human aura, and it is difficult to distinguish between monsters and humans when they are close.

However, in the human world, everyone is afraid of monsters, and most of them do not distinguish between good and bad. If you are a monster, you will be looked at strangely everywhere.

There are demon-slaying masters who specialize in killing monsters. Even if they are good monsters who have never done evil, as long as they are monsters, they are born with original sin.

Perhaps, the prejudice that the woman encountered was this problem.

After locking the door again, Anle walked out of the alley with an umbrella, and the woman's figure was no longer outside the alley.

Come to the tofu pudding stall set up in the rain, sit under the narrow stall, watch the people coming and going on Qingbo Street, eat a bowl of hot tofu pudding in the chilly spring rain, and taste the worldly atmosphere.

After eating, Anle walked with an umbrella and came to the edge of the West Lake. Spring was approaching, and princes from all over the Zhao Dynasty poured into Lin'an, which caused an increase in the number of literati and poets near the West Lake.

Even if the spring rain continues, the literati and poets are full of poetry and recite poems by the lake.

An Le arrived holding an umbrella. Liu Yue, a scholar from Huating in the distance, his eyes lit up and he walked quickly to say hello and talk to An Le.

Anle originally wanted to see Fairy Yunrou, but during the past few days of seclusion, he never came to the West Lake.

While chatting with Liu Yue, Anle was waiting for the arrival of Fairy Yunrou. After waiting for a while, she didn't arrive, and Anle felt a little regretful.

Without waiting any longer, he turned around and walked in the direction of Gongyuan.

Scholar Liu Yue saw this and followed him.

"An, everyone, are you going to Gongyuan to register and get your test license? Let's go together."

Liu Yue smiled.

Anle never refused.

Gongyuan was originally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites and then merged into the Wenyuan. It is under the jurisdiction of Wenyuan. The location of Gongyuan is also located within the scope of Wenyuan.

Weaving smoke and condensing mist, spreading all over the green fields in the east wind.

It was the first time Anle set foot in the Academy of Literature. The black and white buildings were dotted among the hazy foothills.

Following the flow of literati, we walked to the Gongyuan Office located in the Literary Academy. There was already a long queue outside the hospital, waiting to register and receive examination cards.

Liu Yue chatted with Anle all the way, but he was not timid because of Anle's status.

The queue of people slowed down.

After a while, it was Anle's turn.

The person in charge of registration was an old Confucian scholar from the Academy of Arts. Without even raising his head, he said calmly: "Name, place of origin."

"Anle comes from Anfu County, Chongzhou."

Anle said warmly.

The old Confucian scholar who was writing the registration suddenly thought of something and raised his head suddenly.

"Are you Mr. Anle?"

There was a hint of wonder at Anle's youth in the old Confucian scholar's eyes.

"I have the opportunity to observe Mr.'s ink bamboo and ink horse paintings. The freehand ink painting of bamboo and horse is really unique and original!"

The old Confucian scholar stood up and bowed his hands.

Anle smiled, but didn't know how to respond to other people's compliments, so she could only clasp her fists and bow in the same way.

The gesture of the old Confucian scholar naturally caused a commotion among the literati who lined up behind him.

Is this young man the famous An family in Lin'an? !

After Anle received the test card, he didn't stay long. After saying goodbye to Liu Yue, under the blazing eyes of many literati, he held an umbrella and disappeared into the spring rain.

Liu Yue also attracted a lot of attention for a while.

After the old Confucian scholar left An Le, his face returned to his cold and businesslike look.

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…

Qin Xiangfu.

In the small pond on the waterside pavilion, the blue waves rippled, and between the rockeries, a quiet stream flowed slowly.

Qin Qianqiu was sitting in the pavilion. Opposite him was an old man in rich clothes. The old man had a pale complexion and sharp eyes.

"Have you recovered from your injuries?"

The old man took a sip of tea, placed a piece on the chessboard, and said calmly.

Qin Qianqiu also held on to his son and said respectfully: "The injury is not harmful, but I have lost face. It is difficult to go out of this house."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Luo Qingchen couldn't be killed. Li Youan protected him. After burying the body of the coachman, he fled all the way to the Canglang River battlefield and entered the military camp."

"I can't reach out to the military camp for the time being. That is the territory of the warriors in the Martial Temple."

A trace of unwillingness and anger flashed across Qin Qianqiu's face, but he quickly suppressed it.

"It's normal to be unwilling. This incident should serve as a lesson. Don't underestimate any opponent." The old man said again: "Since you take action, you should kill him with thunder if you can. If you don't want to be covered in blood, Don't give him a chance to fight back. At the end of the day, the opponent will fight to the death to bite off a few pieces of your flesh."

Qin Qianqiu nodded solemnly.

"Spring is coming soon, and I have to discuss the details with many great scholars in the academy. I have a lot of things going on these days, so I can't come back to see you and teach you often. You should take care of yourself and think more."

The old man stood up, wiped the spring rain off his body, said something, then turned and left along the corridor.

Qin Qianqiu stood up and bowed respectfully to say goodbye.

After the old man disappeared, he faced the Bibo Pavilion and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"I'm afraid I have disappointed my father very much after this incident... However, there is still a chance to make up for it. Spring is coming soon, and the Lin Mansion has placed its hope on the young An Le, and wants An Le to try to break the situation. In this case , I will try my best to capture Lin Mansion’s chess piece, leaving it with no hope at all.”

"Hua Jiebing used her overwhelming strength to protect him to the death, and also added Li Youan. It's really hard to touch him, but if you can't kill the young man, then destroy him..."

Qin Qianqiu stood in the waterside pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the koi in the pond, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

As my father said, there are many other ways to destroy a person besides killing him.

Especially to destroy a famous scholar, there are more ways to do it.

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Anle took the examination card and did not return to Taimiao Lane immediately, but went to Lin Mansion.

The person who opened the door was Liu Xiang. He hadn't seen An Le for many days. When Liu Xiang saw her, his eyes sparkled and a little surprise appeared on his pretty face.

Liu Xiang told An Le that Mrs. Hua and the young masters were not in the house. The young masters had gone to the Wu Temple, and Mrs. Hua's whereabouts were unknown to her, a maid.

An Le did not stay in Lin Mansion for a long time and turned around to leave.

I went to Yanchunli to buy two pots of old rice wine, and then went to Dingyaxiang to cut two kilograms of beef.

An Le walked on the bluestone, accompanied by the peach blossoms cut by the spring rain, and walked to the front of the Taimiao. He raised the old yellow wine and shouted, then returned to the small courtyard of Xin An, waiting for his old friend to come.

Sitting under the gate, watching the spring rain in the courtyard.

An Le added all the years of energy harvested today to the Dao fruit of [Talent of the Ages].

Perhaps the only thing missing is these little blessings.

In an instant, the Dantian furnace roared.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly attacked.

Qi, blood, mind, spiritual energy and physical essence are in the Dantian, pulled by invisible forces, and slowly condensed into the inner elixir!

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