Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 243: The Young Man Observes the Ages and

Forges the Sword Automatically, A Hammer Shocks the Immortal Fire Like Fireworks (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

An Le took Green Mountain and put it on his waist. Without hesitation, he nodded and replied, “Yes, Senior.”

He knew that sharpening Green Mountain was the wish of the old man of the

Imperial Ancestral Temple. In the few days left after igniting the Nirvana Fire, An Le was willing to work hard for the old man’s wish.

The old Sword Sage chuckled and tapped the ground with his toes. Countless sword qi began to whistle from behind him.

His figure floated above the center of the Sword Pool Lake.

His linen clothes fluttered, and his white hair and beard fluttered.

“If you want to sharpen Green Mountain, you have to at least forge a sword yourself. ”ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

“You rang the bell 36 times. According to the rules, the Sword Pool Palace will forge a sword for you. Wang Yansheng, you will assist this little fellow in forging the sword and sharpening it.”

“If Green Mountain can be sharpened, it will be greatly beneficial to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, huge waves surged in the lake water on both sides of the Sword Pool Lake. The old Sword Sage’s figure fell into the lake again, and the lake water returned to calm. There were no waves as if everything was just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

The old swordsmith with silver hair bowed slightly to the old Sword Sage who had disappeared on the Sword Pool Lake. Then, he looked at An Le and said, “Next, you’ll forge a sword with me.”

“When the sword is completed, you will have the confidence and ability to sharpen Green Mountain.”

When An Le heard this, his expression was solemn and he did not say anything.

Even if he was in a hurry to sharpen Green Mountain, this kind of thing could not be rushed.

However, if he could not complete Green Mountain’s sharpening when the old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple was about to die, it would probably become An Le’s eternal regret.

“Jieliu, bring An Le to recuperate for three days. Let him stabilize his newly broken through realm and adjust his Qi Blood, mental power, and other conditions. Bring him to my Sword Forging Workshop tomorrow,” the old swordsmith said with his hands behind his back. As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly tore through the air and left.

Wan Jieliu bowed respectfully and watched him leave.

The news of a white-robed young man striking the Sword Bell 36 times quickly spread. It was not just the Sword Pool Palace. The news even spread from the Sword Pool Palace to Jinguan City, then from Jinguan City to the entire world.

The name of the Sword Pool Palace naturally resounded throughout the world. Putting aside the name of sword forging, just the old Sword Sage of the Sword Pool Palace who did not appear in the world was enough to make all the factions in the world serious.

This was a martial arts faction comparable to the True Martial Shrine, the Celestial Master Residence, and the three Buddhist monasteries.

The name Sword Bell of the Sword Pool Palace was naturally famous. Since ancient times, many wandering martial artists who were fated with the sword had rushed to the Sword Pool Palace to try to ring the Sword Bell.

If he could knock nine times, he could obtain the Sword Pool Palace to forge a sword for him.

If he could attain the 18th ring, his name would spread throughout the world!

Now, there was actually news that a young Sword Immortal had rung the bell 36 times, causing the old Sword Sage of the Sword Pool Palace to appear and congratulate him!

When the young Sword Immortal’s name spread, it was like water dripping into a pot of oil, boiling.

This was because the young Sword Immortal’s name was An Le. He was the top scholar of Great Zhao’s Spring Quarter Examination this year, but he broke Emperor Zhao’s plan in front of the Heavenly Profound Palace and was stripped of his position as the top scholar.

However, his name had already spread throughout the world. In addition, he had rung the bell 36 times in the Sword Pool Palace today.

An Le’s name was like a thunderclap everywhere. All kinds of deeds were dug out.

The young man had once summoned generations of Martial Chiefs to deduce the Martial Scripture on the Martial Chief Stone.

The young man had once been slandered for cheating in the Spring Quarter Examination and was extradited to Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

The young man had once won consecutively from the end of the Little Sacred Ranking and gathered an invincible aura, turning a white python into a Heavenly Dragon!

His achievements piled up one after another, making him a legend in the world.

Everyone in the world knew him!

The mountains outside Jinguan City were picturesque, and the spring rain filled the river with red flowers.

Wan Jieliu brought An Le to a spacious courtyard of Persimmon Alley on the main street of Jinguan City.

It was always drizzling in Jinguan City in spring, and the entire city was enveloped in the fragrance of flowers.

Zhao Huangting and Su Muzhe went to the surroundings of Jinguan City to play and enjoy the alone time.

Compared to the small courtyard in Lin’an Prefecture’s Imperial Ancestral

Temple Alley, this open courtyard in Jinguan City was much more spacious. Compared to the bustling and dream-like Lin’an, the land in Jinguan City was much cheaper.

The small courtyard in Persimmon Alley was naturally named after the many persimmon trees.

There was also a persimmon tree in An Le’s small courtyard. Now that spring was overflowing, it was bathed in the spring rain. When it absorbed nutrients, it naturally did not bear persimmons.

The room was very simple. After Wan Jieliu brought him here, he made some simple arrangements and bade farewell.

This persimmon courtyard could be considered An Le’s temporary home in Jinguan City.

From Lin’an to Jinguan, the mountains and rivers reversed, drifting and changing.

However, to An Le, the atmosphere in Jinguan City was much more comfortable than in Lin’an Prefecture. Although Jinguan City was not as prosperous as Lin’an Prefecture, there was no lack of things. In fact, under the control of the Sword Pool Palace, the pace of the entire city was rather slow. Everyone practiced swords and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

Although the old swordsmith gave him three days to adjust the realm he had just broken through, An Le did not completely immerse himself in cultivation. When he sensed the ancient charm of this docile ancient city, he would adjust his mental state to calm his restless Qi Blood and Primordial Spirit.

As he had used the Sword Bell bell wave to step into the realm, his Qi Blood and mental power fluctuated.

The Connate spiritual energy flowing out of the Inner Core also needed to be nurtured, allowing the Connate spiritual energy to grow from one wisp to two wisps before increasing to three wisps and four wisps. When the number increased and gathered into an ocean, it would be the sixth realm of Body Tempering, Qi Sea Observation.

It was easier said than done. The nurturing of Connate spiritual energy was a very time-consuming and laborious matter..