Legend of the Great Saint

Xiao An's face was happy and confused.

Li Qingshan searched the house of the goddess again. Xiao 'an followed him like an asshole, suddenly reaching out and pulling his pants leg, pointing to a place.

Li Qingshan found a secret lattice on the wall with a pile of paper in it. It was all silver tickets. He had also heard implicitly that the world was also rich, but Zhengzi's silver tickets were still the first to be seen.

To think that silver was buried by the goddess in her adulthood. Later in her old age, it was impossible to dig any more pits, so she exchanged these years of searching and scraping for lightweight silver bills, which existed in this dark box, there were also about a few hundred taels. She was so rich, she turned her face over for a pig head and ended up dead.

At the bottom of the dark box, Li Qingshan finally found what he was looking for. It was a page of book paper, and it was filled with fly-headed scripts. At a glance, it was the technique of soul purification and ghost management. The edges of the paper were uneven, as if it had been pulled from a book.

Li Qingshan practiced "The Great Fist of the Bull Demon". He was curious about other techniques. I didn't expect that the devilish means of the goddess came from only one page of book paper. If she had a whole book, he would have planted it here today.

But if the goddess had a book in the village, she would not be hiding in the village for half her life. The goddess was not originally from the village, but suddenly came here a few decades ago and nobody knew where she had come from. There was no speculation as to where she had obtained this page of paper, and Li Qingshan.

However, under this page of book paper, there is a silver ticket, which is a thousand taels. This silver ticket is extremely yellow and old. At first glance, it can be seen that some years, it was never earned after she came to lie in the cow village. The descent of the goddess became more and more distracting.

Li Qingshan asked Xiao An: “Do you recognize this thing?” He felt that this might have something to do with Xiao An's birth.

Little Anmu said nothing, neither nodded nor shook his head.

Li Qingshan knew that this had gone beyond what he could answer. Of course, all the things in this dark box, he was welcome to laugh at all. After walking out the door, he felt that Xiao 'an was pulling his pants legs.

Li Qingshan looked back and looked at him with confusion. Like a lost child, he could not speak pity. His heart was soft and he knelt down and said softly: “You have nowhere to go? ”

Xiao An nodded, Li Qingshan said: “Then be my companion first!” He opened the porcelain, knowing that he was afraid to walk in the sun.

Xiao An revealed a smile and flew into the porcelain.

Li Qingshan took the porcelain ark back to the hut, buried the porcelain ark behind the hut, and piled up a small grave.

Qingniu returned and asked: "Success? ”

Li Qingshan said: "What's so hard about an old witch in the district!” Then he showed him the trophy of the trip, showed the page of the book to Qingniu, and asked: “Is this also a magic talent? Can I practice? ”

“This page is naturally nothing, but this paper comes from a kind of magic trick called" Xuan Yin Yun Ghost Technique, "which somehow falls into her hands, practicing this kind of imperfect thing is probably of little benefit. Haven't you ever heard of greed that doesn't chew? Let's practice the power of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers before we go out!” The blue bull glanced at him and revealed the history of this page.

“Which one is more powerful than" The Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers "? ”

“If it's the original" The Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, "it's hard to say that" Xuanyin Ghosts "doesn't pay attention to cultivating themselves, but it can bring together a large group of ghosts, bully the crowd, it's the magic of good war. If the practitioner cannot be defeated by one act, he is extremely vulnerable to being submerged in the haunted sea. ”

“What about the power of the Bull Tiger Demon I cultivated? ”

“Nature wins far. ”

Li Qingshan settled his mind and no longer hesitated. He put away the paper.

The other trophies, they're just silver money. Li Qingshan thought Qingniu wouldn't care about these people's yellow and white things, but he didn't expect them. Qingniu listened and said heavily: “Okay, compared to that page of broken paper, this is the important thing! ”

Without despising a magic trick, but paying great attention to silver, Li Qingshan went through Qingniu's education on "eating meat and drinking”. At this time, he couldn't help but be surprised. This cow is really secular.

Qingniu saw his mind: “Haven't you heard of the word 'fortune couple'? This is a prerequisite for practice, and wealth comes first. ”

Li Qingshan nodded: “Anything you do must have an economic basis.” Without Qingniu to provide the most important food, he is holding the secret book of divine merit and can't practise it: “But I don't think I can spend much money either!” This thousand taels of silver is huge enough to last a long time if you just buy beer and meat.

Qingniu: “You keep asking me, how long will it take to practice Bull Demon Fist?" ”

“Yeah, but you never said it. ”

“Now I can tell you that with your current pace of practice, if there is no accident, it will take ten years to complete the first weight of Bull Demon Fist, and practice the power of a bull! ”

“Ten years!” Li Qingshan opened his mouth in surprise.

“This is still a short calculation. If you encounter a bottleneck, it's even harder to say. The more powerful the Divine Spirit, the harder it is to practice. Do you really think of the Taoist Spirit as a country style? You can practise it any time you want, and then it's invincible? Wake up! ”

Li Qingshan seemed to have been thrown a bowl of cold water in his head, and the joy of killing the goddess swept away: “So, I'm going to fully practise" The Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, "which will take at least 110 years?” He had no idea what he was like a hundred and ten years later.

“Wrong, the harder it is for Shentong to practice upwards, the less surprising it will be for three or five hundred years, but you don't have to worry too much. Every time you practice once, your body's intrinsic training dollar will naturally grow in life. ”

“How good is that!” Li Qingshan thought he was extremely persevering and insisted on practicing every day, but if he insisted on practicing for hundreds of years, he would go crazy thinking about it.

Qingniu saw that the blow was almost over, and made a “Kid, you know how great it is” expression: “The easiest way to shorten this time is to land on this word 'wealth’. ”

Regardless of Li Qingshan's strange expression, a list flew into Li Qingshan's hands. The list lists dozens of medicines: “This? ”

“For making soup and wine, this is a trick that even mortals can understand. It doesn't matter if there are as many or fewer medicines in it. The key is that one thing is essential. ”

“Ginseng!” Li Qingshan has seen the top flavor of medicine.

This is probably the most commonly obtained potion in the world, known as the King of Hundreds of Grasses, and can make up a lot of energy. TCM has a taste of soul soup, and when it is poured down at the time of death, it can restore a little spirit to explain the will, in fact, the soup.

“Ginseng. ”