Legend of the Great Saint

Huang Si Tiger did not strike enough on his own, and went further: “Your knife method of boxing is hugely open, it should be a pulse of foreign kung fu, such kung fu is relatively fast, but if there is no superior internal kung fu aided, from outside to inside, to reach the situation of both inside and outside repair, I'm afraid it is difficult to become a first-class master, innate master is even less promising. ”

“Top-notch? What kind of class am I? And what are the innate masters? ”

Li Qingshan's series of doubts made Huang Si Tiger some believe in the teaching of high people. If there is a master of the Eighth Scripture, how can he not know these: “Qingshan, you are not good enough to be third class. ”

“So no influx! ”

“You can defeat the gatherers, you can already call them 'good hands'. You are young and don't have to be too discouraged. As long as you practice well and become a third-rate expert, you can walk across the land. With your qualifications in Qingshan, there is absolutely no problem. ”

Huang Si Tiger was afraid to strike too hard and frustrated his sharpness, so he was comforted. But how do you know that Qingniu gave Li Qingshan's goal? From the beginning, it was a crossroads. The so-called inner kung fu was a joke.

“The innate masters are even more profound. First, they must open the entire body meridian, break through the front door of life and death, convert internal forces into real qi, can flow freely in the body, then unhindered, real qi to a certain degree, and even can emit casual injuries. ”

Wait, it seems like right now, this gas in me can spin freely, but it just can't be released out of the body, it must be because it's too small.

Li Qingshan suddenly realized that from the beginning, he had been on a different starting line with mortal people. The path he had taken was unimaginable to those who practiced martial arts.

“Head hunter, I'm sure I'll be a congenial master. ”

Huang Si Tiger praised the sound of "good will”, but his face was full. Is it okay, innate master? Didn't he have such ambition when he first heard about it? But how could it be so easy?

It's like seeing yourself in the beginning: "If you really become a congenial master, I'll give you this hunting head.” This is not a random promise. Even though Li Qingshan can be a congenital master, it is decades later. How can I know that this is already what he calls a “congenital master”.

Li Qingshan's heart moved: “Headhunting, don't you seem well? ”

“I was born weak, Lang Zhongyuan said he couldn't support me, but my mother didn't believe me, she pulled me too hard. I don't believe me, I can't compare to other children in the village. I practiced martial arts hard, but the bottom is still weak. The wounds and pains have crossed over the years, and I'm afraid I don't have much time to live. ”

Li Qingshan really admired the man in front of him. Although there is no great magic, this perseverance will is enough to serve as an example for him.

“Don't worry about the head hunter. Just find the ginseng and it will cure you. ”

“Well, although it's a slim thing, it's always a lifeline. While Sang-chung is hurting his energy, he's going to start searching the mountains today. Do you want to come? ”

“My wounds are not healed, I'm afraid I won't be able to help the hunter.” Of course Li Qingshan won't say yes. That's all they said. It's impossible to really believe him.

“Well, when your wounds are done, we'll fight again, and I'll arrange someone to teach you arrows.” The yellow tiger patted him on the shoulder.

After Huang Si Tiger left, Li Qingshan immediately asked Qingniu.

Qing Niu said with dismay: “What first-class and second-class, do the ants have to be strong and weak too? That spiritual ginseng, if you can get it, will greatly help your practice. ”

Li Qingshan could only stare at it.

“I'm glad you can learn to hunt and no longer rely on me. I can finally take a break. From now on, you can do what you want! ”

Unexpectedly, Blue Bull will carry out the traditional idea and will not help. Li Qingshan didn't really intend to rely on it. As for taking food at the mouth of the tiger between the two villages, he was even less confident. Most of them died for nothing. He also exclaimed a few words. He chewed another ginseng and sat in luck until late at night to fall asleep.

A green smoky ghost rose from the Acacia sign to become a handsome child. He glanced at Li Qingshan and made up his mind. He flew into the mountain in the night wind, with no blood lips open.

If anyone who is proficient in reading lips sees it, they will know that the word he says is "spiritual ginseng”.

Qingniu opened his eyes and went back to sleep with his eyes closed. Xiao An flew out of Le Ma Zhuang and into the fluctuating mountains, freely passing through the heavy woods, but also from time to time had to avoid the violent mountain winds, far away saw a little fire, close to the hunters who saw only Le Ma Zhuang resting by the campfire with their weapons. Huang Si Tiger is quietly discussing tactics with several hunters, Xiao An circled a few times, listened for a moment, and took the wind to the White Old Peak, carefully probing every stream, every rock. Of course, once in a while, the passing beast attracts attention and forgets his original purpose, but he can always quickly return to God and continue his search. There is only one thought in mind: make sure you find the ginseng so you can help him. At 4 o'clock, the gatherers launched a night attack, but were defeated by a prepared yellow tiger, but neither side found the ginseng. Xiao 'an too, before the sun came out, he returned to Zhuangzi, his face was exhausted, almost tired. The child's mind is not always that easy to sustain, and the job is too lonely for him, and he's had enough of the feeling of loneliness. But looking at Li Qingshan's face, which was still sleeping, suddenly a new impetus arose in his heart. He grabbed his fist and went to sleep in the acacia plaque.

In the early morning, an old hunter with a harsh face woke Li Qingshan up: “Let me teach you how to shoot arrows! ”

Li Qingshan noticed that his left foot was a little limp, but for the sake of not being rude, he just glanced at it. I didn't think the old hunter had noticed. "Come with me if you get bitten by a wolf! ”

On the west side of the estate, a group of half-sized men have been waiting there. The big one is about the same age as Li Qingshan. The younger one is wearing a snot, but everyone is carrying a hunting bow. The eyes on Li Qingshan are somewhat unprotected.

“Tibetan, is he coming with us? ”

Tibetan turned slightly and didn't explain much. “Open the bow! ”

The boys immediately stopped talking, pulled the hunting bow, and aimed at the distant target. The Tibetan master corrected their posture one by one, explained the archery leader, and threw Li Qingshan aside.

Li Qingshan was not bored, but listened carefully. After half an hour, Grandpa Fang ordered someone to rest. Finally, he said to Li Qingshan: “Practice your strength first!” Refers to a stone lock beside it.

Li Qingshan went to grab the rock lock. Compared to Qingniu's kind of teacher who didn't take your life seriously, this level of coldness is still within his acceptance.

The Tibetan master revealed some unexpected divinity. He did not like Li Qingshan, but could not disobey the orders of Huang Si Tiger. Therefore, he was deliberately given some cold treatment, which was kind of sharpening his heart. I didn't expect that he would not be angry at all. It was completely different from what he had initially envisioned. The heart said: “No wonder the hunter valued him so much! ”

“Boy, where are you from?” The boys couldn't bear to come forward, and their faces were full of provocation.

“Wagyu Village. ”

“Humph, it's just a farm, there's a lot of cow strength, I hear you brought a cow, we don't need a cow here, kill the meat! ”

Li Qingshan could never see them like that, shouting and shouting, but he would not let them insult themselves at will. His arms suddenly pushed hard, and two dozens of kilograms of rock locks were thrown into the air at height.

“Holy shit!” The boys fled in panic, smashing dozens of kilos of rock locks, and had to smash their brains.

The rock lock fell heavily. Li Qingshan did not hide. Instead, he focused his attention on the timing. He grabbed the rock lock and his body dissolved its impact. He looked at them with a smile.

The boys stared at each other and made a sound of swallowing and spitting. How much strength would it take to lift up those two rock locks, most of which they could do, but throwing them in the air so high was impossible, let alone catch them again.

Li Qingshan didn't care about them either. He just smiled. “Tibetan, do I have to practice strength? ”