Legend of the Great Saint

Yu ecstatic, deeply delighted: “But if you have orders, do anything!” As long as Yu Zijian is safe, it is willing to ask him to do anything.

Li Qingshan said: "Give me your hand! ”

Yu reached out and wondered, a luminous Dan medicine fell in the palm of his hand. Isn't it the innate Dan with his soul in his dreams? He was surprised and surprised. Deeper: “Thank you, Niu Zhuan. I don't know what Niu Zhuan wants me to prepare? ”

Li Qingshan said: "You will first take the innate Dan and see if you can reach the innate realm. Then you can say something else. ”

Yu Nervous immediately took the congenital dan, plated the legs and sat down, refined and refined the congenital dan.

This innate Dan may not have been able to refine the gas if he had been given it to the average person, but giving it to a first-rate expert like him is ten to nine steady. The medicine penetrates into each inch of the body and merges with deep internal strength, gradually producing a wonderful change.

Originally awkward inner strength, gradually lightening up, as if out of the constraints of the body, infinitely extending outward, a kind of joy rising from the heart, but the remaining fanaticism knows that this is the most important time, keep a close eye on the mind, to prevent the fire from entering the demon.

Li Qingshan sat beside him and pulled out the Buddha's scripture that Ben Xiao An normally sees from his hundred treasure bags. After a moment, he felt dizzy and swollen. What color is empty? There is no South. At the end of the scene, he didn't understand. He didn't know how long her little brain melon was. He could see so much boring stuff into it.

A moment later, Yu was shocked by his fanaticism. Li Qingshan turned his head and smiled: “How about that? ”

Yu fanatically relaxed and tired, but could not hide the joy between his eyebrows: “This grace is like a rebuild...”

Li Qingshan interrupted: “Don't talk to me, I already told you, for me, I will never harm you. I have a set of" innate gas refining techniques ", I can also teach you, with your deep inner strength, to refine gas to the second level is not a problem. ”

Yu Nervous was almost out of his mind by this happiness, but after a long period of wind and rain, he quickly calmed down, converged the joy. Knowing this great grace, he was no longer able to return the favor of a few words of gratitude, only waiting quietly for Li Qingshan's instructions.

Li Qingshan then taught him the power of "Innate Qi Refining", and then threw an empty hundred bladder to Yu Jiao: “All I want you to do is, all I want you to do is fill this hundred bladder with all kinds of beer food and give it to me. You have less than two months to do this, and I want you to keep your head down. ”

Yu was slightly distracted, and Li Qingshan gave him this task too simple. However, when he injected genuine qi into the hundred treasure capsules according to Li Qingshan's method, he finally revealed his face.

Li Qingshan gave him a hundred treasure bags, which belonged to Granny Dongmen. The space is extremely vast and can withstand several large warehouses. It is really not easy to fill it up, and it is still within two months. Killing pigs and cattle near Salt Mountain City is not enough. If it were transferred from elsewhere, it would be too late and too loud.

But Li Qingshan didn't want to be too noticeable. That's why he can save Li Qingshan a lot of trouble by helping his fanaticism become a gas refiner and then using his extremely wide range of people to do this.

Yu ecstatic nodded: “I will not fail you!” This task, though troublesome, does not speak of any danger, and collecting beer is a hundred times easier than finding a congenital Dan.

Li Qingshan gave some more details. After all, the taste of monsters is not exactly the same as that of humans. Even many people don't like to eat cooked food, so they eat fresh blood food.

As soon as Yu Jianyi remembered his heart, Li Qingshan thought of nothing more to explain, he carried the bamboo basket, picked up the fitting, and walked out. Suddenly he stopped walking: “The practice of practice, infinity and vastness. In the past, Swordman, I wonder how much fury there was left? ”

Yan Zheng, walking away, left only the leftover fanatical standing still, subconsciously touching the beard on his face, which he swore to no longer marry and left behind. His eyes became firmer, and he suddenly pulled out his long sword, and the sword brushed over his face.

At this time, that gentle young man who often sent Li Qingshan a wine table, came in to say hello: “Master, Niu Huang he...” but was stunned by the appearance of Yu fanaticism.

That was a handsome face, after years of grinding, leaving a lot of tiny lines, but adding a samsung charm, seeing the disciple look stunned, he laughed a few times: “Go get the wine and practice it for me! ”

The mood was clearer than ever, as if it had returned to the time of the original Swordsman of War, a period beyond life and death. But he is no longer young, he is no longer comfortable and unconstrained, there is an additional thing called responsibility, as a father, if even his own daughter cannot protect, what does it mean to live!

Li Qingshan has come outside Zhuang, looked back, smiled slightly, can become a first-class master, no good or evil, mental perseverance can be said, and the remaining fanaticism is the best among them to create this mad sword mountain estate.

He needs a few people who can be used to help him deal with things in the world, people who don't need to be too strong, but they can't be too weak, they may have to help him collect food now, but there will certainly be more benefits in the future.

He opened the Qingzhou square diagram, his fingertips slid over it, his mind spinning, the drawing flashed, and eventually his fingertips stopped on a curved hill, next to which he wrote the words "Qingdong Mountain”.

The twisted stroke turned into a fluctuating mountain, a daunting mountain, and the snow and white cloud mist stretched across the mountain, creating a few points of dust in the sky.

And even better, in the 10,000-mile ice seal, in the circle of snow mountains, the only mountain is this peak, already grassy and green, like green pearls on white snow.

Li Qingshan stood in the distant snow mountain and looked at the scene. He exclaimed that the heavens and the earth were amazing. Although Qingdong Mountain's legal formation played some role, it was a spiritual vein underground that really made this mountain grow spring.

Not only is it not far from Jiaping City, but it is also not far from its hometown of Qingyang City, situated on a leisurely mountain range.

Of course, this is not far away, based on the strength of Li Qingshan now, the Bad Mountain Road alone is almost to cut off the possibility that mortal people will come here. Even if fortunately, there are many Xuan machines in the transverse cloud fog, ordinary people will not only come up to the mountain, but they will not even be able to see this Qingfeng.

Li Qingshan can see, but is also hesitating how to enter?

Is Yu Zijian somewhere on this mountain, suffering?

Li Qingshan stood at the top of the mountain frowned and thought, stepping at his feet, his true qi erupted from the bottom of his feet, shaking a round of snow. His people had leaped beneath the cliff of a hundred feet. He had already looked at a lonely pine growing horizontally. Again, he borrowed his strength. He had reached the mountain peak next to him. He's going to go around the back of Qingdong Mountain and see if this peak has the void to allow him to enter.

At this time, the sky has darkened, and the winter night book is extremely long. The night is conducive to Li Qingshan's actions. A little more snow and wind would be better.

Perhaps it really is that the snow falls after a while.

Li Qingshan's breath converged, but when he arrived behind the mountain, he was slightly flashed.

A small village, situated in the mountains, is spreading bright and warm lights. Is there a village that can be built next to this pedestrian practice?

Li Qingshan, from villages, ordinary towns and even small towns, should be dark at this time, just to save some light oil and fire candles. The people in the town are saving their heads, and people are moving around, and they look very lively. In the cold mountains, such a tranquil place is quite unusual.

When Li Qingshan approached, he was even more surprised, because in that town, none of the people walking around were ordinary people, all practitioners.

Li Qingshan has never seen so many practitioners gather together in his life. Although the gas refining floor 23, the three or four floors occupy the majority, they are practitioners after all.

Are these Qingdong Mountain gas refiners?

Li Qingshan shook his head immediately. I'm afraid there are hundreds of gas refiners here. There are never so many gas refiners in Qingdong Mountain, and the people in the street wear different clothes. There are definitely different crests on their clothes. They are not from the same door pie.

And if you look closely, many gas refiners, like hawkers, have carpets on the streets, loudly soliciting customers. No half-baked gas refiner's nobility.

Li Qingshan's curiosity suddenly rose to an irrepressible level, knocking on the bamboo basket behind him: “What do you say, why don't you go check it out? ”

The surface of the bamboo basket appears to be rudimentary, but it is covered with thick cotton mattresses. Xiao An is sitting relaxed in it, leaning against a silk-woven pillow, and Jinjin looks at a Buddhist scripture that Li Qingshan finds boring.

“Check it out!” Her answer was very concise. How could she not feel Li Qingshan's mood at this moment?

Li Qingshan walked out of the dark corner and went towards the village, but his heart was always on guard. He had been harmed by too many gas refiners' pits, and his men had many gas refiners' lives. Therefore, he was more vigilant against these kinds of monsters than against underground demons.

When he set foot in the village and town, everything was quiet, and everyone was doing what they were doing, there were far fewer people in the ordinary market who were paying attention to his unusually tall body.

Li Qingshan's huge figure still attracted a lot of charm.

“This Taoist friend, would you like to see this fine gold silk sewn in a coat, just one or two of three soul stones! ”

Li Qingshan smiled and refused, but turned around and saw outside a building, a small gas refiner on the second floor shouted: “The definition of" innate gas refining technique "conducted by the gas refiner on the fifth floor explains that only one spirit stone, one spirit stone, saves you three years! We can't afford to lose it. It's too late! ”

Li Qingshan instinctively raised his ears. The small house was surrounded by Falun Front. If you can hear better, you will never hear what the inside people are saying. The two level 1 gas refiners are just at the door to discuss whether or not to go in.

Li Qingshan turned his face again and saw a familiar purple figure. (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.)