Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 61: Commotion Starts at the Martial Chief Stone, Drenched Robe at the Edge of the Cliff

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The green bay cicadas were no match for the crows. There were a few spots on the distant mountain where there was a hint of sunset.

In the spring, shadows were chaotic, and immortals across the stream gazed at the peach blossoms.

As the Spring Quarter Examination approached, the spring color of Lin’an Prefecture became more and more pleasant.

An Le was dressed in green and had the Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist. He followed Ye Chong out of the Lin Residence and boarded the luxurious carriage that had been prepared long ago.

The wheels rolled and rustled all the way out of the Lin’an Prefecture’s district. The rivers and mountains were dyed by the spring intent, giving off a different feeling.

Ye Wenxi, Ye Yinping, Lin Zhuifeng, and Ninth Sister Lin, who had wanted to sketch the painting but had been forced to come, sat in the carriage behind.

The two luxurious carriages headed towards the Martial Temple.

An Le lowered the curtain and looked at the romantic spring outside the city. His mood was rather gorgeous.

Ye Chong exuded an iron-blooded aura. Even though he was sitting in the carriage, he straightened his back and maintained the military posture of a soldier walking out of a strict army.

There was a carbon stove to boil water in the carriage, and it was accompanied by top-notch Longjing tea leaves. It seemed that Ye Chong did not know how to make tea, so An Le took a teacup and began to brew fragrant tea.

The carriage was rather quiet, leaving only the sound of the water boiler and An Le washing tea.

The first rinse was water, the second was tea, and the third and fourth time contained the essence.

An Le was not a professional at making tea, but he knew a little.

The green tea was like jade. An Le pushed the teacup in front of Ye Chong.

“Brother Ye, please have some tea.” An Le said with a smile.

“Thank you.” Ye Chong cupped his fists and said seriously. Then, he raised his teacup and drank it in one gulp.

It was just a cup of tea, but he actually drank the pleasure of old yellow wine.

An Le smiled and drank it all in one gulp. He even tipped the teacup and gestured for him to finish it.

Seeing this, the corners of Ye Chong’s saber-sharp face could not help but curl up, revealing a cold arc.

Atter a round of drinking, the silence in the carriage was broken. Ye Chong said, “Young Master An rejected the Sixth Mountain Lord’s Mountain Guardian’s invitation at the Sixth Mountain last time and was determined to win the Little Sacred Token. I’m impressed.”

“Brother Ye is an upright person. When you praise someone, it really makes me happy.”

An Le smiled.

When Ye Chong heard this, he pursed his cold lips and said, “Brother An, let me tell you the details of looking at the Martial Temple’s Martial Chief Stone.” “Please elaborate,” An Le personally poured the tea and said seriously. “Actually, there aren’t many details to exhort. Just a little.”

“Eldest Miss told you that the Martial Chief Stone is built from the blood essence of the Martial Temple’s previous Martial Chiefs. Therefore, it contains a majestic Qi Blood pressure. Facing the Martial Chief’s pressure, don’t think about anything related to the Spirit Refinement, let alone activate your mental power to resist.”

Ye Chong was serious.

“The Literary Department and the Martial Temple were created by the first emperor who united the four seas. Time passed continuously since then. As the treasure of the temple, the Martial Chief Stone has also existed for nearly 10,000 years. Over the years, dozens of Martial Chiefs born in the Martial Temple poured their blood essence into the Martial Chief Stone. The aura contained in it is blazing like the sun.”

“Even the mental power of Spirit Refinement cultivators who have surpassed the fifth realm will be burned and damaged once they approach.”

“Although Brother An is a Spirit Refinement genius, it’s better to suppress your mental power.”

“Of course, there’s one more thing. Although the Literary Department’s Spirit Refinement and the Martial Temple’s Body Tempering exist at the same time because of that peerless emperor, they have also fought for tens of thousands of years. Just like the Martial Arts Arena that has continued, the Martial Chief Stone is sentient. If you use the power of the competitor, it will naturally arouse the Martial Chief Stone’s disgust. Not to mention helping you on your Martial Dao, you can forget about comprehending even half a word of the Martial Scripture.” Ye Chong said.

An Le was surprised. He really did not know about this secret.

“This Martial Chief Stone… is so willful?”

Ye Chong pursed his lips and said solemnly, “That’s how willful it is.”

“Or rather… this is the purity of martial arts.” An Le suddenly smiled.

Ye Chong could not help but be stunned when he heard this. He looked out of the window at the spring scenery and the corners of his cold lips curled up even more.

Young Master An was so good at talking.

The Martial Temple was not in the city. He drove the carriage on the official road outside the city. After about two hours, after walking along a small path for a moment, he suddenly saw tall mountains and the sound of rivers rushing.

Looking into the distance, he could see a stone monument rising from the ground and standing in the mountain pass.

The carriage stopped in front of the stone monument archway. Ye Chong and An Le alighted from the carriage one after another.

In the rain, the waves were mighty, and the sun shone on the mountain peaks, raising the phoenix.

The continuous mountain peaks and river currents converged to form a new scenery.

An Le stood outside the stone tablet archway and looked at the mountain pass. His mind, which had just entered Shedding Mortality, trembled slightly. He felt that the green mountain pass seemed to be enveloped in burning Qi Blood for an instant.

Hot, blazing, boiling, majestic… It was like an active volcano that was ready to erupt, spewing out a heat wave that rushed into the clouds and shattered the clouds.

The undisguised Qi Blood carried an extreme impact and horror.

An Le took a deep breath and restrained his mental power.

Ye Chong glanced at him and did not say anything else. With a hint of solemnity and pilgrimage, he walked towards the mountain pass.

An Le followed behind him. The two of them did not speak, as if they were good friends who had agreed to go on a trip.

Perhaps it was because it was close to the river, or because it had secretly rained in the mountain pass, the mountain path was rather muddy. His boots stepped on it and were stained with mud and dust.

Clouds and fog lingered in the distance, and one could vaguely see the crimson structure and many octagonal eaves and palaces hidden in the fog.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a martial arts arena in the Crimson Jade Building.

The limestone arena was in full swing. The shouts were like thunder behind the clouds.

An Le looked over and saw many strong figures in short coats practicing martial arts. Qi Blood surged and gathered like a mountain of flames.

“These are some martial artists in the army. They practice martial arts in the Martial Temple and use the Qi Blood accumulated by the Martial Temple for thousands of years to temper themselves. It’s beneficial to their martial arts advancement. ”

Ye Chong introduced to An Le.

An Le swept his gaze over. There were more than ten wisps of Age Qi floating enchantingly on these cultivators, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Some of these martial artists in the army were even inferior to the young

masters of the Lin Residence in terms of cultivation, but they had one or two

wisps more Age Qi than the young masters of the Lin Residence.

Obviously, these battlefield martial artists who sharpened their sabers and were stained with blood had high achievements in life.

An Le did not stay long and continued forward with Ye Chong. The Martial Temple occupied an extremely large area, and the people coming and going were all people with strong Qi Blood. There were also armored soldiers holding sabers.

Ye Chong cupped his fists at them one by one. Those people also returned the greeting. As for An Le… These people were not familiar with him and he was dressed like a scholar, so they could not be bothered.

After walking for a while, they passed by many Crimson Jade Buildings. Suddenly, they heard the sound of the river surging in their ears like thunder rumbling in the world. There was also the clanging sound of chains colliding with each other.

‘Chains?’

An Le was puzzled. His vision suddenly widened, and he saw a cliff facing him. The cliff and the cliff looked at each other from afar, and below was actually flowing rapidly!

Looking up, there were flying chains hanging between the cliffs. The chains intertwined into a net and hung above the rapid white waves.

His gaze was instantly attracted. In the middle of the torrent, there was actually a huge craggy stone. The stone was about twenty feet tall and was blood-colored. Just from looking at it, he could feel heat waves rolling. It was as if a peerless Martial Chief was sitting upright on the peak and looking at the mortal world.

In the center of the dense chains was this strange stone.

Each thick chain was like a hundred rivers converging into the sea. There were two or three figures binding the strange stone. They were either sitting upright, standing, or standing on it.

“This is the Martial Chief Stone.’

Ye Chong stopped at the edge of the cliff and looked at the strange stone bound by chains. A hint of heat appeared on his cold face.

An Le took a deep breath. What an amazing Martial Chief Stone!

He did not use his mental power to investigate. He did not even dare to release his mental power.

A few sounds of air being torn apart resounded.

Figures rushed over one after another as powerful Qi Blood approached.

One of them covered his armor and landed with a black iron bow on his back. His powerful Qi Blood rumbled continuously, echoing with the river.

“Are you An Le who obtained the Little Sacred Token?”

The person who came was Zhong Shunchao of the Zhong Family, the ferocious general of the Zhong Family who had competed for the qualifications to be the Mountain Guardian on the Sixth Mountain.

“Young Master An, nice to meet you.” Zhong Shunchao cupped his fists and bowed.

An Le returned the gesture.

Ye Chong nodded slightly. “Madam asked me to bring him here to take a look at the Martial Chief Stone.

Zhong Shunchao raised his eyebrows. “It’s a waste of an opportunity to observe the Martial Chief Stone after forging the Spirit Bone, right? If you step into the fourth or fifth realm and come to observe the stone again to organize your martial arts, you have a high chance of seeing the path to break through.” “Could it be that this lad is here for the Martial Scripture?”

Ye Chong did not say much. He just looked at An Le and cupped his fists. “I’ve already told you the details that you should pay attention to.”

“Young Master An, please.”

Zhong Shunchao, who was at the side, did not say anything. He also admired and admired An Le for daring to reject the Mountain Guardian’s opportunity and fight for a Little Sacred Token.

However, he knew that An Le’s Body Tempering cultivation had only barely forged a Spirit Bone on the Sixth Mountain. With such cultivation… he probably could not even get within a hundred meters of the Martial Chief Stone.

The closer he was, the better the effect of sorting out the martial arts, and the higher the probability of obtaining the Martial Scripture.

Of course, it did not solely depend on one’s cultivation level. It also depended on the degree of resonance with the Martial Chief’s blood essence on the Martial Chief Stone.

In the past 10,000 years, there had been peerless geniuses who had stepped into the 100-meter range of the Martial Chief Stone without any cultivation.

Thousands of years ago, there was a prodigy of the Xiang family, and then there was a godly genius of the Lu family…

There were always some extraordinary people in the world who surpassed common sense.

Therefore, Zhong Shunchao did not think that An Le would not succeed.

Rustling sounds could be heard as a few beautiful figures walked over.

Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping climbed to the edge of the cliff. Lin Zhuifeng held the fire stick and excitedly skipped over with the helpless Lin Qingyin.

Zhong Shunchao was surprised, but he greeted them one by one.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the iron chain by the cliff. They were all curious. What kind of performance could this young man who had obtained the Little Sacred Token on the Sixth Mountain have in front of the Martial Chief Stone?

The green-robed youth with a sword at his waist walked in front of a thick chain and stood for a moment. Then, he raised his foot and landed on the chain, strolling towards the strange stone in the center.

Huh?!

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

In the middle of the two cliffs, the Martial Chief Stone that was wrapped in ten thousand locks suddenly flickered with a red glow as Qi Blood surged like smoke!

Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!

All the chains shook violently at this moment!

Shocking water splashed in the river, soaking the green robe walking on the chains.

A majestic sword qi suddenly soared from the green-robed youth’s body. The brilliant sword light split into two, two into three, and three into ten million.

It bloomed behind the green-robed youth like a beautiful flower..