Chapter 101: Green Mountain Sword Drinks the Righteousness, Viewing the Age in the Literary Monunt (2)
The Literary Monunt could gather literary courage or condense righteousness. If he could do these two, his future would be limitless!
An Le left the Heart Questioning Forest. His white clothes were as white as snow, and the Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist trembled slightly. It was as if there was a high sword cry that swayed in the surroundings, attracting the sharpness of the bamboo leaves.
The sky was connected to the clouds, and the clouds were connected to the dawn fog. The galaxy was about to turn into a thousand sails.
An Le’s white clothes shone brightly, and his palm landed on the hilt of his sword, suppressing the restless Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword.
The pavilion stood quietly under the stars in the sky and appeared in the depths of the bamboo sea.
The starlight reflected on the Literary Monunt seed to attract the stars in the sky.
This monunt was very high, but its surface was as smooth as a mirror. It used starlight as words and gathered knowledge in it. It was filled with the aura of history.
Observing the monunt was like looking at ancient tis. In An Let s eyes, it was even more strange.
On the Literary Monunt, wisps of Age Qi suddenly wrapped around, diffused, and swayed like seaweed…
An Le’s eyes narrowed.
His heart trembled as he repeatedly confird if the Age Qi floating on the Literary Monunt was really Age Qi. After all, this was the first ti An Le had seen Age Qi in anything other than cultivators. Apart from people, things could also gather Age Qi?
That was why An Le was shocked.
His white clothes fluttered as An Le walked with his sword. He walked on foot and ascended the monunt hut.
The monunt hut stood there empty. Around it were layers of bamboo leaves. Spring passed and autumn ca, transforming endlessly.
An Le could sense a majestic will in the monunt hut. This will was like pairs of eyes that shone through the years and landed on him.
It was slightly heavy, but it was still bearable.
It was as if the wills of the scholars who had left traces in the long river of ti were watching him.
An Le approached the monunt hut step by step, just inches away.
Looking at the smooth Literary Monunt, it seed to be reflecting a star map, like a starry sky.
After looking at the Literary Monunt for a long ti, An Le felt that his
mind was calm. His Shedding Mortality ntal power, which had just broken through to the perfected-stage, was also flowing like a clear spring.
Upon closer observation, An Le realized that the Age Qi was different. The Age Qi on the Literary Monunt was covered in a layer of haze, making it look even more ethereal.
An Le took a deep breath and revealed a respectful expression.
With a thought, he began to absorb a wisp of Age Qi.
Then, another wisp appeared.
A breeze blew over, carrying a few bamboo leaves that floated past. As the bamboo leaves rolled, the scene seed to open.
In the scene, a thin old man stood under the starry sky with a bamboo staff in his hand and recited poetry.
There was a woman in red makeup writing poems.
There were swordsn with swords and bamboo hats who were chanting poems while killing people.
A scholar drinking wine, a mad warrior splashing ink, a general dancing with a spear…
Images of the years that seniors had spent in front of the Literary Monunt flashed past his eyes like a film. Figures that had already been taken by ti appeared in the mortal world again.
Every ti the scene flowed past, white qi surged in the Literary Monunt.
In the Literary Departnt.
First Headmaster, Second Headmaster, and Third Headmaster were all staring at this mont.
Zhao Huangting, Madam Hua, Li You’an, and the others also observed carefully.
The officials in charge of recording in the Ministry of Rites were already extrely excited.
Starlight spread out from the Literary Monunt and perated the white-robed youth’s body. Vaguely, there seed to be blurry figures floating around the youth with starlight gathering.
An Le’s face gradually turned pale, and his ntal power was depleting at a visible speed.
However, he continued to observe the Age Qi as if he did not know. Although no wisp of Molten Gold Age had appeared or condensed the Age Dao Fruit, An Let s age aura was increasing. He seed to be having a long conversation with the heroic scholars in front of the Literary Monunt for the past ten thousand years.
This night was both wonderful and painful.
On the Literary Monunt, An Le had absorbed 18 wisps of Age Qi. His mind was exhausted and he could no longer observe the scene. He could no longer seek Dao with the ancient people and swim in the long river of ti.
It was as if a hole had been dug in the small boat that was swimming. The water flowed in, and the boat could not drive anymore and gradually sank.
A gust of night wind blew over, and his white clothes fluttered. An Le opened his eyes. His ntal power was exhausted, and he had no choice but to push Green Mountain against the ground to stabilize his body and not fall.
He looked at the Literary Monunt and saw majestic white qi surging out, like the mist in the mountains under the morning sun.
Vaguely, he seed to see the seniors observing from the Age Qi in the clear qi smiling and nodding at him.
Their ntal powers were shaken as they muttered.
“Righteousness!”
Wherever the starlight shone, righteousness could be seen!
However, in the next mont, the Primordial Spirits of many excited experts seed to have been splashed with cold water. All of them were stunned and sighed.
The white qi emitted from the Literary Monunt was not absorbed or fused into the youth’s body. Instead, it surged into the broken bamboo sword that the youth was leaning on.
Green Mountain drank the righteousness.
The light of the bamboo sword flickered slightly as if it had returned to silence and there was no longer any movent.
Under the starry sky, many experts sighed after being stunned.
“The righteousness was lured out, but it did not go to the youth. This… is really a pity.”
Outside the Heart Questioning Forest, Second Headmaster Pang Ji sighed. “Then Green Mountain… How can it absorb even righteousness?”
In the straw hut, First Headmaster Zhu Huoxi was also stunned and puzzled.
Third Headmaster Wang Banshan stroked his long beard, not knowing what to say.
The young man had indeed lured out righteousness, but righteousness was absorbed by a sword.. It was as if he had bought a at bun and fed it to a dog…
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