Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 112: Cutting a Mountain at Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, The Power of Righteousness? (4)

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Lin Residence’s Hua Jiebing!

“Do you need me to help you?” Madam Hua’s gentle voice floated out of the carriage.

Cao Fu gulped and tightened his grip on his saber.

If Madam Hua wanted to forcefully take An Le away, he might not be able to stop her.

An Le shook his head. “I can prove my innocence. Madam Hua can just watch.”

In the carriage, Madam Hua couldn’t help but feel curious. Such slander was the most annoying. An Le happened to be seized by an opportunity and was involved with Liu Yue and Xu Shun. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to be slandered for no reason.

The group continued forward and entered Jing Street. Many commoners stopped in their tracks.

However, the Confucian scholars, Han Shi, and other cultivators on the

Literary Music Rankings, as well as some scholars, followed.

In front of the door of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

An Le’s white-robed sword arrived as if he was stepping on the spring breeze.

At the side, there were already people arranged by Cao Fu. They carried the table, chair, and all the tools.

An Le got someone to place the table in front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence and spread the four tools of literature on the table.

Sitting upright on the chair, An Le faced the door of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence. In the next moment, his mental power surged and he spoke with a roaring voice.

“In this life, I only want to be clean and hold ambition in my heart. When I heard Prime Minister Qin say that I cheated in the Spring Quarter Examination, I naturally felt unhappy. Prime Minister Qin is the Prime Minister and has a high position. His words are like a mountain. I’m not talented and can only use painting as a sword to cut down this mountain and slice away countless vile words like jackals. I will return peace to myself.”

As soon as An Le finished speaking, powerful auras burst forth from Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, as if a majestic Primordial Spirit was sweeping over.

At the same time, Madam Hua, who was in the carriage, had a thought. In the crowd, the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, who was watching the commotion, sneered and flicked his finger to send sword qi into the sky!

Many auras were instantly suppressed.

An Le placed the wine pot containing the old yellow wine at his waist and smiled faintly. He unfolded the long and narrow rice paper and suddenly spread it out. The wolf hair brush was suddenly stained with thick ink and brazenly tapped on the rice paper.

The tip of the wolf hair brush suddenly raised, and it was as if a sharp sword light had been cut on paper!

It was as if sword qi had exploded!

The bamboo body contained sword qi!

There were only a few strokes, and the bamboo was drawn with charred ink.

The bamboo was straight and sharp, and it pointed proudly at the sky.

As the tip of the brush spun, it was as if an arrogant bamboo had leaped out!

The surrounding onlookers were stunned. The junior official of Dali Temple,

Cao Fu, was also a little puzzled. Could painting bamboo… prove his innocence?

No matter how good his ink bamboo painting was, it was only a painting. It couldn’t absolve him of cheating in the examination, right?

Suddenly, pieces of bamboo leaves that were like slanted fingers jumped onto the paper between the wolf hair and ink.

On An Le’s body, a brilliant righteous sword qi that was like the sun and shone on the mortal world rose!

This was the righteous sword qi. It was a product formed by An Le after fusing with the Green Mountain sword qi on the Literary Monument. It represented the mental state and quality of the sword holder!

The righteous sword qi became stronger and stronger as if it was pushing away the clouds!

An Le’s mind was integrated into the painting, and the sword qi was integrated into the painting. He observed the bamboo in Heart Questioning Forest and comprehended his own bamboo. At this moment, An Le was confident. As he placed his brush down, he drew!

This time, An Le felt very carefree and unrestrained when drawing bamboo!

He used the Banqiao drawing method to draw his own bamboo. It fused with his pride, sword qi, and righteous ink bamboo!

This time, under the cover of the old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the righteous sword qi was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins. It was naturally like a white python entrenched behind it, charging into the clouds and shattering the green clouds!

The righteous sword qi shook. The richness of the righteous sword qi actually caused the Literary Monument in the Literary School to begin to tremble, echoing with the righteous sword qi from afar!

As the sword qi shook gently, a wisp of righteous qi spread out from the Literary Monument!

In the Literary Department, First Headmaster Zhu Huoxi, Second Headmaster Pang Ji, and Third Headmaster Wang Banshan opened their eyes at the same time.

In an instant, they disappeared without a trace, passed through the Heart Questioning Forest, and appeared in front of the pavilion deep in the Literary Department.

On the Literary Monument, starlight shone brightly in the day, and righteousness surged continuously!

In the end, many wisps of righteous qi gathered together and soared through the sky like a surging river in Lin’an, heading in the direction of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence. In the end, they intertwined and circled around the righteous sword qi that surged into the sky. As they descended, they all gathered onto An Le’s body.

Third Headmaster Wang Banshan could not help but tug at his beard.

“Righteousness is used like this?”

The First Headmaster and Second Headmaster were silent.

When painting ink bamboo, he used the righteous sword qi to mobilize the righteous power…

With so much radiance like the sun, the bright and grand righteous qi was added to his body.

Who would dare to say that An Le had cheated?!

How could someone who could obtain righteousness do such a dirty thing?!

When it came to the cheating incident, the three Headmasters of the Literary Department did not respond.

In front of the door of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

The righteous sword qi behind An Le soared into the sky like a white python and occupied the surroundings. The brilliant sun-like aura made countless people feel clear-headed and did not dare to have any sneaky thoughts.

Cao Fu, the junior official of Dali Temple, stood at the side and saw with his own eyes that ink bamboo appeared like a forest on the rice paper. They were densely packed and swayed as if they were really about to jump out.

This painting… was really strange!

There was also this sword qi that had fused with the painting and the righteousness that filled the surroundings!

Master An cheated? Who would dare to say that he cheated?!

When the last bamboo leaf was drawn, there seemed to be the rustling of the bamboo sea between heaven and earth. An Le picked up his brush and placed it in the blank space of the drawing paper. He wrote two poems in the form of a board bridge.

The first poem was:

“From hammering the mountain the rocks appear, they give no care to blaze and flare. Torn bodies and crushed bones strike no fear, for they shall leave purity in the human world.”

In just four verses, the first verse caused the gathered righteous forces to boil like hot oil on water!

“In the world, there is the spirit of righteousness, taking many forms, bestowed on the ever-changing things. Below there are the rivers and mountains; above there are the sun and stars.” Buzz, buzz, buzz…

The righteous qi poured down like a huge river!

An Le suddenly threw the pen on the table and picked up a pot of old yellow wine at his waist.

As he laughed, he took a sip of old yellow wine.

He stepped on a chair and picked up the wine pot with one hand. With the two swords at his waist, he looked disdainfully at Prime Minister Qin’s Residence. Then, he suddenly sprayed it at the ink bamboo painting in front of him.

The scent of the old yellow wine filled the air of the mortal world.

It was as if heavy rain had fallen on the bamboo forest.

In an instant, the ink bamboo that originally existed in the painting seemed to have emerged from the painting and suddenly appeared in the main world. The dense ink bamboo seemed to have moved into a bamboo forest and filled the entire Jing Street, surrounding Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

Every ink bamboo and bamboo leaf.

They all pointed at Prime Minister Qin’s Residence like swords!