Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan can hardly believe his eyes. He has considered the many situations that may be faced by the remaining purple sword, such as walking on a mountain road full of snow with hundreds of kilograms of wood on his back, or looking in the direction of his hometown with grief...

And her father was still insane, only afraid to imagine it was ten times more serious than Li Qingshan.

But the remaining purple sword in reality, instead of enduring any hardship, is smiling happily.

She walked happily around the market with several gas smelters, male and female, strong and weak, but all dressed in blue and embroidered with blue vines at the collar cuffs.

Li Qingshan had seen the manager Liu, and knew that this was Qingdongshan's costume.

Yu Zijian was amongst them, although not the stars held the moon, but it could be seen that everyone loved her and kindly introduced her to all the strange products along the road.

Apart from the fact that the maids had become more conforming to the temperament of the nuns, she had hardly changed, and in any case did not seem to have been bullied.

Yu Zijian felt the gaze, turned his head and saw the male figure of Li Qingshan's crane standing chicken herd. He opened his mouth in amazement and then turned it all into a surprise. He shouted: “Bull warrior!” Attract the attention of the people in the market.

She ran to Li Qingshan. “What are you doing here? Where's my dad? Did he come?” He said, looking at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan: “Your father didn't come, I came to see you, you... are okay!” As long as she's not blind, you can see how well she is.

“Mm-hmm!” Yu Zijian nodded.

“Purple Sword, is this your friend?” The gas refiners also came, headed by a young man on the sixth floor of gas refining, strangely asked.

Yu Zijian glanced at Li Qingshan first. He seemed to be sure he could call himself his friend. Seeing that he had no objection, he dared to smile: “Yes!” I glanced at him again to see if he would be angry.

How could Li Qingshan refuse to be such a lovely girl's friend!

Yu Zijian introduced the two sides, Li Qingshan only knew that the six-story gas refiner named Mu Zhichuang, although his performance was modest, but his body naturally carried a faint sense of superiority, which was not only the superiority of strength, but also the pride of the outgoing party. The three fellow men beside him also gave Li Qingshan more or less such a feeling.

This sense of superiority is not a bad thing for their gatekeepers, but a good thing, proving that they have a high identity with the three words "Aotesan Mountain” to be proud to be from Aotesan.

And Yu Zijian didn't think it was a good idea to introduce Niu Er, so he simply said, "This is Niu Zhuan! ”

The Qingdong disciples thought it was Li Qingshan's name. They all said: “That's a strange name, but with his figure, it's a bit fitting. ”

Mo Zhixiang moved in his heart and was shocked: "Is that what you did to throw Song Ming out of the wall Bull Giant!? ”

Li Qingshan smiled by default. He knew that Song Ming was the so-called Brother Song. The news came quickly. Knowing that the three mountains are allies, they compete with each other. The scandal of disciples between them has always been the fastest, otherwise Liu Fengrui will not come to the Mad Sword Mountain so soon.

A few Qingdong disciples suddenly saluted Li Qingshan. On the big black face like the bottom of the pot, he revealed a white teeth smile, which also seemed to have a deep and unpredictable meaning.

The only disciple, Cheng Jiali, inquired curiously: "Don't know on which mountain your friend practiced? How much is it now? ”

Li Qingshan laughed: "I was born with divine power and accidentally gained a set of refining powers in the mountains. If we talk about refining gas, we are still far from Mu Daoyou. ”

Bulk cultivation, body refining.

Several people quickly summed up these two words from Li Qingshan's words, and his attitude changed again, restoring the sense of slight superiority of a well-known disciple.

The refining body is practicing the way, like foreign power in the river and lake, is always taken lightly. Of course, it is one thing to be able to repair both inside and outside. Li Qingshan obviously does not belong here. And the undisturbed scattering is also like floating wild grass, often crushed by the middlemen of the door.

Li Qingshan's figure is tall, but in their hearts, he has hidden his head down.

In particular, Mu Zhizhong's dissatisfaction with Yu Zijian's intimacy with Li Qingshan has almost completely disappeared. This guy is not weak, but he is only a barbaric martial artist. He can't be used in the refining environment. What good is the strength? And he is so ugly again. I take him as my opponent, but I look down on myself.

Li Qingshan acutely experienced many emotional changes. The smile on his face did not change. He exclaimed slightly that the world was cold. He did not pay attention to it. Tending to inflammation was a common sentiment, and there was nothing to be dissatisfied with.

However, this is also Li Qingshan's strength is hard enough and the bottom gas is sufficient, otherwise some mustard will inevitably arise. People's hearts and minds are directly related to strength. People with low strength want to pretend to be open-minded, often just to comfort themselves.

“I came to see her on his father's behalf. She was taken away by one of your brothers named Liu. Her father didn't know how worried he was.” Li Qingshan had a hidden smell of questioning. The child had no heart and lungs, but he could not help but take charge of her.

“Are you talking about Brother Liu? Master has already punished him.” The young man frowned slightly, slightly dissatisfied with Li Qingshan's questioning.

Li Qingshan's heart was even more surprised. Although he had only seen Liu once, he should also be a powerful gas refiner who opened up the Qi Hai. I don't know how this girl could make Qingdong control punish her lovers for her sake.

Li Qingshan is not unreasonable to see these people for a lifetime. At first glance, there is a teahouse next to it. It is quiet and elegant. Then the sign on the door says “Qinglon Tea Agency”. It is really a real name. There are not many people in it. It is very quiet.

“This is not a place to talk. Please go inside and have a cup of tea. I also asked her a few questions on behalf of the father of the Purple Sword. ”

Yu Zijian heard him call his name directly for the first time. It felt strange in his heart. Then he came to visit for his own sake. His heart was warm. His earlobes turned red first. He pinched the corner of his clothes and didn't know what to say. Just think of Bull Warrior as a good man!

Mu Zhizhong or the first time he saw Yu Zijian like this, somehow he gave birth to a jealousy and asked with an odd smile: “Are you going to invite us here for tea?” After receiving Li Qingshan's affirmative reply, he exchanged his eyes with the door beside him, and his face showed a strange smile.

Li Qingshan entered the teahouse and knew why they were laughing. He also knew why the teahouse was so quiet. There were several bamboo medals on the west wall, which said the price.

The cheapest tea costs seven soul stones, while the most expensive costs more than two dozen. Which gas refiner, some spirit stones don't buy Dan medicine practice, spirit charm protection, to drink this pot of tea.

There was no second mate in the store. There was only one owner. He was a clear old man with white hair. He was also a tea doctor in the store. A few people from Li Qingshan came in and didn't even lift his hair up. Several curtains drowned, separating a few elegant seats, the people inside seemed to be talking, but no sound was emitted, obviously the efficacy of the method of formation.

Li Qingshan said: "Tsk, this tea is not cheap! ”

Yu Zijian pulled Li Qingshan and walked out: “It's too expensive, let's switch houses. There is a bakery on the corner. Is it filled with three colored deer meat? ”

The three Aotesan disciples also smiled and said: "Yeah, there's nothing good about this tea! ”

Faces are unexpected, scattering is basically synonymous with poverty, buying Dan medicine is not enough money, where can I get money for the famous tea of Qinglon Tea Agency. Of course they don't have much malice, but it's always a pleasure to see the hillbillies ugly.

And it's certainly impossible for a group of people to just walk out this gray, and at this point, of course, there are generous, delightful men to fix the situation.

"This Qinglon Tea Club is famous for its practice. It can taste a cup of tea in it, but it can be considered the highest enjoyment of life. Since it has come to peace, since it is a friend of the Purple Sword, it is only natural that I should be the host under this Qingdong Mountain. ”

Li Qingshan didn't even know about the famous Qinglon Tea Agency. Of course, it was a great ignorance.

Cheng Jiali's pulse looked at Mu Zhizheng with affection, "Today we are going to let Brother Brother ruin it. Purple Sword, thank you brother, such a luxury, let alone a small place, just a few of us, have not tried it a few times. ”

Li Qingshan Fang perceived the hostility of Cheng Jiali towards Yu Zijian, which clearly means that Yu Zijian is a hillbilly like himself. That's the trouble with humans, the monster's hostility is on them, and the human's are on their minds.

Yu Zijian could not understand the meaning of such words. “Thank you, Brother Mo. In fact, I want to taste this expensive tea. What is it like? Let's drink that cloud tea! ”

Cloud fog tea is the cheapest kind of tea. Naïve and straightforward women are already rare and rarely kind and considerate. As if she had assembled the strengths of her father and mother, the more she got along, the more she could feel her lovely and precious place.

Mu Zhizhong's eyes grew softer and softer: "Purple Sword, you can drink whatever you want. ”

Cheng Jiali's smile was a little stiff. The other two disciples, looking at her eyes, also seemed to have a slight sense of ridicule.

Li Qingshan's belly laughed, it was like a third-rate master and a great refiner. After a little confrontation, Cheng Jiali lost a mess.

Cheng Jiali's appearance is not bad, but lacks such an inspiring charm. It's like the same song, some people sing the median routine, although they can't pick out the problem, but it doesn't matter if they don't listen, and some people can sing the touching string.

Mu Zhizhong was about to greet Dr. Tea. He was stopped by Li Qingshan. He grinned: “Although we are from a small place, a sip of tea can still be drunk, right, Purple Sword? ”

Yu Zijian suddenly tasted the meaning of Cheng Jiali's words, frowning: “No!” You can look down on me, but how can you look down on Bull Warrior?

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