Legend of the Great Saint

Green dripping green vines, in a world of blood and darkness, separated by bright, vibrant stretches, grow and densely weave into a large cocoon.

For a long time, only the sound of blue vines clattered.

Qian Yongzhi stopped talking sometime and stared at the green cocoon.

Until it was confirmed that Qian Yannian had died, and before flying impatiently, Qingfu was dispersed and found on Qian Yannian, but of course there were no hundred treasure capsules.

I couldn't help but turn my head to the tough 16-year-old and see him standing in a bloody corpse, looking up at the night sky and watching with great dedication. The moonlight covered him, as if all this blood stain, had nothing to do with him.

The stars of summer and night, shining bright, can't even diminish the moonlight. Li Qingshan found that the stars are still much prettier than this whole body.

He wasn't pretending to think about life, but suddenly he had an emotion, and he couldn't understand what it was. I couldn't help but think of that dream —— the stars sank in the bloody sea.

After thinking about his life, Li Qingshan lowered his head: “How many have you caught? ”

“Three, two runs. ”

“That's a good move. ”

“That's a compliment. ”

Talking in two words, Tao Fei will of course no longer wonder where Qian Yannian's hundred bags are, or ask Li Qingshan to separate one. He also has his own calculation, which is to hunt down several non-threatening second level gas refiners and then sneak back to see how things are going. If Li Qingshan loses, he leaves quietly and reports to Zhuo Zhibe to make sure that he is not in any danger.

But I didn't expect that Li Qingshan could really drag the money to this point. Flying is the clearest way. It is impossible to catch a five-storey gas refiner with this trick. The money is clearly exhausted, but this is all thanks to Li Qingshan alone.

Although it seems extremely difficult, Li Qingshan really dragged down a five-layer gas refiner. For the strong, it is good to retain some respect.

And the gas refiners at the bottom of the mountain, though quite far apart, have many ways to see the mountain, and their faces are incredible at this moment. They haven't seen the eagle wolf guard lurking master show up all the time, only this teenager, as a second level gas refiner, fighting money for so long?

At the end of the day, we won unexpectedly. Is it true that the money is so old that it is multiplied? This is probably the only explanation.

Gongliang whispered: “How is this possible?!” This is also the voice of all gas refiners in the place.

The splitting of the puncture "when", falling to the ground, a hidden cry came.

The moment Qian Yongxian saw Qian's body, he trembled all over his body. The smile on his face had completely disappeared. He stayed half a mile. The wet, hot liquid slipped from his face, not blood, but tears.

She didn't know why she was crying, just suddenly howling.

Li Qingshan looked at Tao Fei and didn't say anything.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath and said: “There are now hawk wolf guards, Li Qingshan, Li Qingfei and Qian Yongqing, who extended Qian's sentence to justice in the new year and slaughtered him here.” Paused: “and exterminated the money family to serve as an example. And as for those who purify their gas, they shall be given the gift of heaven, and shall be forbidden to do so. And if they despise right and wrong, they shall do nothing but wrong, and they shall be rebellious against the morality of the heavens. ”

The bright voice overshadowed the cries of Qian Zheng, clearly conveyed to the foot of the mountain, and echoed throughout the ancient wind city.

The first cheer rang from the dark corners of the alley, just a wretched scholar, uncontrollable and cautious admiration. Two years ago, the Qian family opened a garden, forcibly levelled his ancestral house, lived on the street with his wife, was very angry with a major illness, almost lost his life, finally eased over, rented a rudimentary room, relying on writing and selling paintings to barely survive, but the barriers in his chest, could not be restored, originally thought to hold on to his heart for the rest of his life, unexpectedly, there will always be a day of great revenge.

This call is like putting a stone into Jing Lake, stirring a circle of ripples, and then turning it into a wave of loud voices, helping to rock straight up, and passing it back to the summit platform, as if it was in response to Li Qingshan's words.

Li Qingshan only saw an ancient wind city lit a light fire, countless civilians walked out of the door, cheered excitedly, many people embraced and cried, and carried out a large march, as if it was celebrating a grand festival, the Qian family forced them to prepare lantern firecrackers, sent them to use, but was celebrating the death of Qian family.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and some of these people who fell from the ground may be innocent! But isn't he an American hero with a moral cleansing habit, a steel man, capable of carrying a few lives? If you destroy the Qian family, you will destroy the Qian family. There is nothing you dare not admit.

How can a family cry all the way?

Only the alchemist hidden in the dark, his face changed dramatically, Li Qingshan was full of threatening words, clearly came at them, then they felt angry and humiliated, yet at the same time there was an unspeakable repression, even so little fear, the subconscious checkpoint itself, is it like the money family?

Li Qingshan narrowly slaughtered Qian Yannian, extinguished the Qian family, accepted the crowd's cheer, as if law enforcement angels, stood on the altar of God, the blindfolded trident refers to everything, who dares to confront positively, only shrugged his head.

Li Qingshan did not give these people a face, they will come to extend Qian's life, does not mean that Qian Yan is so evil, probably will defend himself, do not know what Qian family did. But who can't hear the sound of rushing into the sky like this? Fear of hearing is also deafening, deeply understand the reason for Ming Cheol's preservation, reluctance to offend a family of gas refiners for ordinary people.

The gas refiners, hiding in the darkness, left the ancient wind city, all remembering a name.

Li Qingshan said: “Enough crying? ”

Qian Jong-yin raised his head in disenchantment.

Li Qingshan said: "Enough crying, let's go. Our mission is over!” And what he wants, too, has been obtained.

Just ignoring the flights and the money, he glanced at the tree crown in the distance and walked down the mountain.

Qian Yongqian said: “Wait! ”

Li Qingshan looked back in confusion, but saw that Qian Yung Ying smiled and wiped away the tear marks. “I haven't taken anything yet!” Then he turned around in that pile and said, “You leave a weak woman here, she'll be scared. ”

Li Qingshan glanced at her. She thought that she would get revenge and soothe the repression in her heart. Not to mention that since then, she has put down the slaughter knife and established herself as a Buddha. She can always feel a little more about life, less narrow and vicious. On the contrary, revenge and hatred did free something from her heart.

But what was released was not the good feelings that the world expected. What was suppressed was innocence and goodness. She finally did not have to pretend to be the Money Sister anymore. She laughed at her in the morgue, seemingly integrating that madness into the bones, which became more and more distorted.

Now we know that what is always enlightened and evil is made up of stories. The real norm in the world is that Jiangshan is easy to change. Buddha is the devil, or is it the norm?

Qian Yongzheng slightly restrained: “Thank you two colleagues for your help this time, so that the slaves can avenge the snow hate. If you don't like it, you will agree with each other.” She was smiling and in a great mood.

Li Qingshan's foot kept going. He flew faster, such as Snake Scorpion, and threw Qian Jungzheng's insane laugh behind him.

Qian Yongzheng wandered in the morgue, like a dark ghost, long ago not to find something, but as if an artist, admiring his favorite works, walked in a beautiful garden.

From time to time, she pauses, holds up a familiar face and says a few words to her, even if she doesn't get an answer, she can laugh in the first half. She looks even weirder and scarier than this dead mountain purgatory.

Xiao An got Li Qingshan's indication and did not leave immediately, but hid aside and entered a state of intense thinking.

The high priest, Fuhui Shuangquan, sees the world as a burning house, and the world sinks into it, greedy, foolish, unable to pull himself out, so he can fix the Great Buddhist Law, and still not be able to live all his life, grieve for his misfortune, and wrath over him.

Sadness is infinite mercy, anger is infinite.

He found that there were still obstacles in his heart when he robbed the heavens and the earth, and once again he saw his mind and his mind, so he responded to his heart and sent out four big wishes, so that his thoughts could not stop, so that he could survive the great robbery.

If you are a demon, you are extremely evil in nature, you know your nature, you are free to kill, you are equal to Buddha.

……

“Oh, I understand that the high priest is a super genius, watching the arts and crafts are all stupid and stupid, I don't even listen to them, I don't understand how to say it, there is a shadow in my heart, and it is suppressed by the four words of my Buddha's mercy, I can only keep my heart, I can't release it, so I stressed a lot. ”

“It's much easier to kill a bunch of nasty fools on the other shore than to take one, oh no, like a bunch of flies all day around him, and he grabs this fly and squeezes its belly out and pulls its bowels out and strangles it with its bowels. Oh, my whole tongue! He took the knife off again. Wow - the whole world is clean. ”

In a small inn beneath the mountain, Xiao An wrote his understanding on paper to Li Qingshan, who thought about it and said so.

Xiao 'an's gaze was stunned. It always felt like Li Qingshan said that the realm of the high priest had fallen more than one level. Even if it had fallen into the monastery, it was also a white bone bodhisattva with great wisdom and power. Now I feel that the pain and troubles experienced by this bodhisattva are no different from those experienced by Ascendant Xiaomin.

Li Qingshan said: "Nah, Xiao 'an, I'm telling you, being a human being, the most important thing is to be happy, as is being a skeleton. You can't go to extremes. The extremes are all mental illnesses. If you can reason, just talk about it, if you encounter something that doesn't make sense, give him a knife. ”

PS: It seems like it's been too cool to write lately. After that, I'll add a family lesson for Li Qingshan. I'll change the name and introduction to the volume. It's getting closer step by step. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)