Legend of the Great Saint

After eating a closed door spoon, Yu's fanaticism did not have any anger. Instead, he grew more admired Li Qingshan. He already knew from Yu Zijian that the stupid bird that flew in and out was a six-story gas refiner.

He returned to God in a half day of surprise. Six layers of gas refiner was a concept that was completely beyond his imagination. I heard that as soon as his heart changed and his sword circled, his head was cut off by such a first-rate master.

And such a figure, without walking under Li Qingshan's hand, was thrown out, even his head dared not go back, his heart was huge mumbling.

Li Qingshan is young, how did he practise it? Is he really an illegitimate son of a large family? Or a secret disciple of some immortal cultivator?

He had no idea how lucky he was to have a relationship with such a big man.

“Dad, I always thought the Yu warrior was familiar, as if he'd seen it somewhere.” When Yu Zijian said these words, his face was a little feverish.

But Yu was surprised. "How could it be? It must be your delusion!” Li Qingshan specifically warned that his true identity cannot be revealed to Yu Zijian. How dare he disobey today?

Yu Zijian frowned: “Really? ”

Yu Jianxiao suddenly said: "Let's go see your mother! ”

Yesterday, he silenced his heart for many years, and once again, he had this idea. Yesterday, however, it was not until late at night that all the guests were sent away, and all the curiosity was sparked.

Yu Zijian sounded softly.

Stepping on the snow, the two fathers and daughters came to the east of the city, under the scenic hill, there was a small graveyard, which was extremely clean, with fresh sacrifices in the graveyard, which of course was the arrangement of the remaining madness.

Today, however, in front of the grave, he knelt on his knees, and his gorgeous silk robe was stained with muddy blood, as if he had not noticed.

“Ma Zhuoqun!” Yu Maniac frowned, turns out he didn't leave, somehow he heard about this place?

Yu Zijian held the handle of the sword and raised her vigilance in the dark. She didn't even realize it herself. Today, she is very different from the past.

Ma Zhuoqun turned his head rigidly. His face was pale and his lips were blue. When he saw Yu Zijian, his eyes seemed to light up. He muttered: "Purple!” The golden arc was severely wounded even though it avoided his harm, and he did not go to healing. He simply wanted to die here.

Yu Zijian said in a hurry: "I am not Zier. Go and heal your wounds. If you continue like this, you will die! ”

Though enlightened, any change was not overnight, and the goodwill in her heart would not dissipate.

Ma Chaoqun looked at it clearly and revealed his dying self-derision. After years of hatred, he had no strength to live.

"If you want to die, go somewhere else, don't die here! ”

Ma Chao glanced at the cold and pressed the knife handle.

Yu Zijian said: "Dad! ”

Yu Jianxiao pushed Yu Zijian away, angry: “Why would she grow up with a piece of crap like you! ”

“You want to die!” Ma Zhuoxuan brushed the knife out and his face was killing him.

Yu Zijian blocked in front of Yu Fanni, anxiously said: "Don't you understand? My mother doesn't want to see you like this. If you die, if she knows under the fountain, she will not be sad again. ”

This was said from the mouth of the remaining purple sword, as if there was a magical magic, Ma Chao clasped: “I...”

Yu Zijian softly persuaded him: "If you live well, my mother will rest assured. ”

Ma Chaoqun slowly drooped the curtains: “Little... little girl, you're right.” Suddenly he had a knife in his back, pierced his thigh and pulled it out at will, and his face grew paler.

Yu Zijian shouted, listening only to Ma Chaoqun: “Yesterday I said a lot of crazy things to you, this knife is considered a gift for you. Oh, someone like me is delusional about her, and she deserves to die, but she can no longer be involved with him, just to live. ”

Yu Zijian knew that his fierce nature could not be changed, and sighed: “Although you are different from others, people's hearts are better and worse, more important than appearance, you will find a woman who really likes you. ”

Ma Chaoqun was just laughing. The world's women, who did not love Toshiko, were not without beautiful women because of his current fix, but those women only liked his monetary power, no one but her was sincere to him.

“Even if you can't forgive me, I've heard there are many wonderful ways to cure your face. ”

Ma Zhuoqun's expression gradually changed a wonderful way. He suddenly turned around and looked deeply at the tombstone. He seemed to engrave every word in his heart and then limped away.

Yu Zijian couldn't help but relieve himself and smile. He only persuaded himself to be effective.

But I didn't hear Ma Zhuoqun muttering to himself: “There are many wonderful ways to practice, there must be one that can save you! ”

This faint hope fell in his heart field, dried up by exhaustion and despair, as if he had laid down a seed, although he was only a practicing world, the lowest member, even though there was a magic method of resurrection, and it was by no means within reach of a district second level refiner.

But mankind's near-radical obsession, its incredible delusions, is the source of their power.

Yu looked wildly at the shadow of Ma Zhuo's gradual departure. He was also lonely. Turning to the little grave, he said: “Zi 'er, do you see him? He is still alive. Don't be sad! ”

I remember the woman's words in my heart: Brother Ma, although not a thousand times, was always good to me, and I could not fail him.

I couldn't help but sigh: “If I hadn't saved you, I would have died outside Salt Mountain City. ”

Yu Zijian seemed to have read through his mind. He shouted: "I'm sure Mother likes you, I'm sure she didn't marry you because she was helpless. ”

Yu Jianxiao smiled slightly and touched Yu Zijian's head: “Maybe, but she couldn't get past her level.” Though she is no longer, she leaves her best gift to herself. Resolve to ask Li Qingshan for the congenital Dan anyway. He is not old enough to take care of her.

To think of it, he said suddenly, “Dad has been afraid to tell you that many of the stories I told about the warfare of the Rangers are false. ”

“Ah!” Yu Zijian shook, stepping back, unbelievably staring at Yu fanaticism.

Yu fanatically coughed softly, masking embarrassment: "Dad is just going to tell you that in this world, good people can't do it, you have to learn to be smarter and worse. ”

“Huh, liar, I'm not gonna be a bad guy. ”

“Just be a father, please. ”

“No! Liar! ”

Yu Biao said: “Even my father will lie to you. Who else won't lie to you? ”

Yu Zijian stunned and suddenly revealed a mysterious smile: “Dad, I don't blame you. ”

“Hmm?”

Yu Zijian said seriously: "Though you lied to me, it is a great thing to let me learn the Way of the Warrior! ”

This time it was surprising that her daughter herself knew best when she could turn such a bend in her head.

Yu Zijian laughed proudly, I want to be a good man.

……

Deep in the ground, in the sea, butterfly dancing.

In the great stone table, the colors sparkle with brilliance.

Li Qingshan was full of spirits, a cold and heavy spiritual energy rushed directly into the wind pool cave behind his brain, and poured into his yin and yang two stirrups. There were some empty meridians, filled with pure heavenly and earth spirituality, so that there was a slight tingle in the meridians.

Had he not been the demon's body and very tough, this could have been the end of a broken vein. His instincts run the "Innate Gas Refining Technique", trying to transform spiritual energy into true qi, but failing.

The amount of spiritual energy was so great that it could not be simply mobilized, the sensation of tingling in the meridian was getting stronger and stronger that he could not feel it at all.

At this time, the Spirit Turtle Demon Dan spins automatically, releasing the glow, while absorbing the spiritual energy, while suppressing the excess spiritual energy.

The "Innate Gas Refining Techniques" finally became operational, transforming the spiritual energy into a hint of true spirit. Meanwhile, the rings between the fingers are constantly playing their part, purifying the true qi once again.

Pure Qi, like a tidal wave, every breath has a brand new growth, increasing at a terrible rate, which is much faster than ordinary refiners, practicing by taking condensed pills alone.

A monk who can absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth during a gas refining period, a precious spiritual stone vein, a knotted monk who is entitled to a ring, one of the three, is an extraordinary speed of practice.

Less than two hours later, Li Qingshan's body trembled again, repairing the "Innate Gas Refining Technique" to the eighth realm. The velocity of the real gas flow increased by a few points, and the volume increased considerably.

But practice continues, time goes by.

After not knowing how long in the dark, when Li Qingshan opened his eyes again, he looked at himself and found the "Innate Qi Refining Technique" finally reached the ninth realm of great success, reaching the peak of the three layers of Qi Refining. This was his first cultivation, and there was a faint sense of satisfaction in his heart, and he wanted to share this good news with others.

Look at the horse next to him, still snoring and sleeping, it looks so peaceful, it seems that all the things in his mind, put them down in his sleep, but I don't think he has much in mind at all.

Xiao An is also extremely rare. She fell asleep curling her body. It seems that this spiritual stone vein is also extremely beneficial to her.

Li Qingshan didn't want to impress them. He raised his right hand and looked at his dark hand. The growth of each part of his power would make him more confident and take control of all this. If he now sneaks in with the Book of Swords, he might really hurt nine gas refiners. He doesn't have to transform, but he can solve many problems as a human being.

PS: Li Qingshan's little one is satisfied. It's almost the end of the month. Let's also make our little one satisfied! (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.)