Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 153: The Young Man Has No Regrets In Killing Qjanqiu, Prime Minister Qin Arrives In Three Steps (4)

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Li You’an’s words pointed out a path for An Le’s future.

If he could converse with the Sacred Teacher and become the Seventh Mountain Lord, then he would not be guilty of anything. This was because being able to converse with the Sacred Teacher and become a Mountain Lord meant that the Sacred Teacher believed that he was innocent.

It was the same principle as when he triggered the righteous qi of the Literary Monument to prove his innocence in Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

An Le’s eyes lit up slightly, but the light gathered. He cupped his fists and bowed to Li You’an, thanking him for his guidance.

To converse with the Sacred Teacher and fight for the identity of the Seventh Mountain Lord…

Li You’an’s words made everyone present speechless. Did he think so highly of An Le?

Currently, he was still ranked 15th on the Little Sacred Ranking. The chances of him becoming the top scholar in the Hall Examination were extremely slim…

He even said that he wanted to talk to the Sacred Teacher? He even wanted to fight for the identity of the Seventh Mountain Lord who could open the mountain gate… It was simply a fantasy.

Even Madam Hua, Fourth Master Lin, Martial Chief Di Cang, and the others felt that this idea was a little bold.

It was not easy to fight for the position of the Seventh Mountain Lord. At that time, the cultivators fighting for it were not only from the Great Zhao Dynasty, but also from West Liang, Dali, and even the Yuan Meng Empire!

Dali and West Liang were both countries of the Central Plains, and the Yuan

Meng Empire was originally not qualified to compete for the title of Sacred Mountain Lord. However, Great Zhao had moved south for 500 years, and the vast territory of the Central Plains north of the Blue Wave River had become the territory of the Yuan Meng Empire. Perhaps the Yuan Meng Empire had a chance in this competition for the Seventh Mountain Lord.

When An Le heard this, he nodded solemnly. “I’ll do my best to climb the mountain step by step and see the different scenery up there.”

Li You’an smiled happily. “Okay.”

At the side, Su Qingke also reacted at this moment. He naturally knew that it was impossible to take An Le away today.

Even if Prime Minister Qin was furious, he could not do it. There were so many sensitive people. If he really forcefully brought them along, he would probably be beaten to death.

Since An Le had given him the answer, he naturally took it.

“In that case, I wish Young Master An the best in the Hall Examination.” Su Qingke cupped his fists and said.

An Le returned the greeting.

Su Qingke did not stay for long. He turned around and left with Cao Fu, who had a look of admiration on his face. The soldiers of the Dali Temple and the Black Office left one after another. They did not want to stay in such a depressing environment for a moment.

The Primordial Spirits of the civil officials who had wanted to curry favor with Prime Minister Qin and come to condemn him retreated one after another, afraid that they would be angered by the few people present if they stayed behind.

Especially the Yuan Meng’s Prince Consort, who had completely let himself go. A firewood saber was still dripping blood.

“Kid, relax. Don’t feel too burdened in the Hall Examination. Even if you fail, I’ll still protect you. With me around, no one will dare to touch you. This is my promise to you and Green Mountain.”

The old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhao Huangting, chuckled.

An Le’s heart warmed. On the other side, Madam Hua also said gently, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”

Di Cang also smiled in admiration and said, “You’ve just gathered your invincible aura. This time, when you killed Qin Qianqiu, your thoughts were clear, and your invincible aura was even stronger. I saw that your Qi Blood had formed Mystic Intent on its own. You’ve entered the fourth realm of Body Tempering, right?”

“It’s a pity that you won’t become a general with this Body Tempering talent. As I said, the Martial Temple is always open to you.”

“Even if you’re not in the top three of the Hall Examination, don’t be afraid. If you come to the Martial Temple, we will protect you. Qin Qianqiu won’t be able to reach into the Martial Temple.”

An Le was sincerely grateful to these experts who had come to help him.

Li You’an was dressed in a Confucian shirt. He looked at An Le and said, “There are naturally strong wind waves in Lin’an’s residence today. I’ll bring you somewhere to avoid the storm and see a different scenery.”

An Le did not reject this.

“Do you know how to ride a sword?” Li You’an asked.

An Le smiled and with a thought, stepped on the Ink Pool Sword that galloped out. He soared up.

Li You’an took a step forward and strolled beside him.

The two of them slowly flew out of Lin’an Prefecture.

At the same time, Prime Minister Qin Lishi, who had just walked out of the palace with his head lowered, was bathed in the bone-chilling spring rain the moment he stepped out of the palace. He raised his face and immediately became as cold as ice. His eyes were filled with sorrow.

A majestic aura intertwined on his body. With one step, he crossed Jing Street. With another step, he crossed the West Lake.

He took another step.

He had already stopped above the city gate of Lin’an Prefecture.

He stood in front of Li You’an and An Le..