Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan ignored the curious eyes of the gas refiners. “What's wrong with you guys? Go ahead! ”

The red-faced man also didn't know much about the question. "This is no place to talk, let's go to the tea house! ”

“Tea doesn't taste good. Is there a place to drink here? I do today.” Li Qingshan solved the first few important things and was in the right mood.

The red-faced man also laughed: “I prefer to drink a little too. It's not far ahead of me is Baiyuan Tower, but if you do this, you can never rob me. ”

Li Qingshan pinched the Jade Jane of the Book of Vientiane and immediately appeared in his heart with many messages of the Baiyu Tower. This is a liquor tower very famous for practicing in Qinghe Province. After all, the chefs are gas refiners. They cook vegetables like Lu Ziyu tea. Only gas refiners can understand the means. Cooking ingredients that are rare to ordinary people.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly. This object was really useful. It was like putting dozens of Pepsi knowledge reserves together into this thin jade brief. For the bulk of his first entrance path, it was like Ganlin.

But it is also rare to spend nearly a hundred spiritual stones to buy bulk repairs of this object, not to mention the horns of the phoenix. And the disciples from the gate, all of whom have the common sense to teach the monastery, are even more unlikely to spend such a large price.

Upstairs, a long table with windows, a few people sat down, and the red-handed man said: "These are my friends.” Introducing Li Qingshan, all the gas refiners saluted each other.

Li Qingshan paid his respects and said to himself, “Why did Han Daoyou invite me?” He also thought, calling himself Niu Er, a little too impressive, so he followed Yu Zijian's words and called Niu Huang.

“Are you the bull warrior who defeated the disciple Song Ming of Chicken Du Yamanei Gate!” Han Xiong raised his respects and couldn't help but use his own words.

Li Qingshan didn't realize he was so famous. “It's just lucky. ”

The other three gas refiners were somewhat confused, less than Han Xiong's insight, and asked: "Brother Han, what's going on? Are you talking about the Golden Chicken King, Song Ming? ”

Li Qingshan was a bit of a laughingstock. What kind of golden chicken is worse than getting off a mountain tiger?

Han Xiong explained to several of his companions.

Li Qingshan could not intervene and measured the wine building, which, like other buildings in this town, is pure wood structure with wood characteristic aromas.

The decor is not luxurious, it's simple, not even a single handwriting. When people sit here, it feels like they're here to eat and drink. The shopkeeper obviously has absolute confidence in his cooking skills.

Just at this time, a small two-ended platter came over, with a square cap on his head and a white towel on his shoulder, his hands and feet smoothly dropped a bottle of wine and a couple of fine dishes, and his mouth sounded full of enthusiasm, describing the name of these dishes. The language of action is very standard, but there are some machines.

After a closer look, Li Qingshan discovered that this place is a puppet figure. It was just very sophisticated. He was wearing the clothes of a puppet, and his skin was exposed with unknown paint. It really looked like the same color as human skin. Obviously, it was not the type used to fight.

It must be that the city is inaccessible to ordinary people, but the gas maker also refused to do this kind of vegetable liquor delivery, so he ordered this puppet from the Mo family.

At this time, Han Xiong finished the glorious battle results of Li Qingshan. Those gas refiners, looking at Li Qingshan's eyes, are already in awe. Their strongest Han Xiong here is only the fifth floor of gas refining, tied together, and can't win any of the inner door disciples of the three mountains. I thought Li Qingshan was the first small gas refiner to come out of the bush. I never thought he was such a powerful figure.

Han Xiong stood up and poured Li Qingshan wine.

Li Qingshan was unable to sit down. He picked up the glass and gave a slight hint. He drank all the wine. "Now Han Daoyou can speak for himself! ”

Han Xiong also busily drank all the wine in the glass: “We are all members of the Seeking Reality Society, this time inviting cow friends to join us! ”

What kind of doorman is this? Li Qingshan hurried to sink his mind into the Book of Vientiane, but found nothing.

"" Don't bother, "said Han Xiongyu." The Real Society is just a scattered association of spontaneous organizations, not a gatekeeper. There can be no record in the Book of Vientiane. ”

“Bulk Order?” Li Qingshan was the first to hear of this kind of organization, curious: “Actually, I haven't really understood what kind of bulk repair is. ”

“That's what you don't know, Bulldogs. It's not just the monks who practise alone. As long as they're not from a family or a doorman, they're all scattered. ”

Li Qingshan said: “With the cultivation of the fifth floor of Han Daoyou gas refining, it is enough to form a family yourself, and form a gas refiner gang. ”

Han Xiong smiled bitterly: “Without its own inheritance and inheritance, how dare you call yourself a family gatekeeper? Generally speaking, if there are no foundry brothers sitting in the family gatekeeper, you are a gathering of 180,000 gas refiners, but also scattered cultivation, not recognized by the practice. To be honest, my Han family is in the five million Shuncheng city in the northeast, almost like a Turkish emperor. ”

“The whole practice, however, is not worth mentioning, and is often bullied by the exclusion of the disciples of the Gate, so that they can form an association and jointly defend themselves. ”

Li Qingshan said: “With the strength of Han Daoyou to refine gas on the fifth floor, can't you find a pie to join?” A finger out the window at Mount Emei: “Like this Qingfu Mountain. ”

Han Xiong sighed: "At my age, I don't have such a brilliant talent as Bull Brother. What kind of doorman would take it? We can only do it ourselves a little bit. What do you say, Bull Warrior comes and we ask the real world to take a look? ”

Li Qingshan also thinks that the doorman disciples he now sees are young and have the strength of five floors and six floors. According to Han Xiong's appearance, at least he is also 40 or 50 years old, and his qualifications are definitely not very good.

He remembered in a trance that Zhou Wenbin had said that only young disciples were recruited into the Gateway. They grew up in the mountains, were under the tutelage of the master, were taken care of by the brother and sister, and all kinds of emotional entanglements would create a sense of identity and belonging to the Gateway. This is also the foundation of the Gateway existence.

In response to Han Xiong's invitation, Li Qingshan said in discretion: “I'm afraid I don't have much time, and will probably join the doorman..."

Seeing Li Qingshan did not express a clear rejection, Han Xiong became more enthusiastic: “The courtship society is not a gatekeeper, it will not ask Daoyou to do anything. It is just an occasional gathering, to exchange prayer experiences, or to exchange resources, it will never waste any time. ”

The three gas refiners beside him summoned: “Yeah, yeah, we got together for drinks and talk, so happy! ”

“Years ago, we organized a reckless mountain and found hundreds of kilograms of the Iron Elite. ”

Li Qingshan has gained a little more understanding of the nature of the "truth-seeking society”.

Han Xiong said: "Well, after a while, we have a party in the Springs Valley. Taoist can go check it out, and if we don't like it, we will never ask for it. ”

“Let me think about it!” Li Qingshan put up the glass no more words, Han Xiong exchanged eyes with three companions, no more words: “Come on, drink! ”

Li Qingshan looked out the window, the brilliant fang city, the river and gas refiner on the street, wondering: “Has it always been so lively here? ”

"How is that possible?" said Han Xiong. "It's not nearly the 10-year Sanshan Pharmaceutical Collection Dictionary that attracted so many refiners. Get ready here! ”

Li Qingshan said, “Three mountains of medicine collection? What does it have to do with ordinary bulk repairs? ”

"" The disciples of Sanshan are strong, "said Han Xiong." They went to collect medicine and attract the attention of demonic beasts. We have a chance to touch fish with water when we disperse. ”

“Aren't we also being used by Sanshan to attract the bait of demonic beasts? ”

Li Qingshan turned his head and saw only Zhou Wei's four-layer gas refiner, smiling.

Han Xiong said: "Anyway, if there are more people, it will be safer. ”

“Safe? I don't think so. How many gas refiners die underground and how many die in the mouth of a demon beast? ”

“Underground? Isn't that the reckless mountain?” Li Qingshan was surprised and put down the glass.

Han Xiong laughed: "You really don't know anything. Almost all the spiritual grass in the rugged mountain range can be harvested. If you go deeper, bring in a demon general, all the gas refiners must die in one piece. Who dares go deeper? ”

Li Qingshan had a bad feeling. He continued to ask: "Is there no monster under the ground? ”

"'Of course,' said Han Xiong, 'some underground are more dangerous than the reckless mountains. However, it is much safer to go deeper into the ground and southeast. ”

Isn't this the land under Malay rule? Li Qingshan asked hastily: “Why is this?” The answer is hidden in his mind.

Han Xiong is happy to show off his insights: “You have to ask others, they may not be able to tell you the answer, but I ask the president of the real society, a friend is the core disciple of Cemetery Mountain, so I know! ”

“In other places, if you kill monsters and hunt for demons, they will certainly cause demons to attack. Ten people will survive, even if nine are good, but this place rarely attracts demons, and it will take a month or two for this collection dictionary to really begin. Do you know why? ”

“Why?”

“Because when the weather is coldest, it is said that the demon will go into hibernation. It is precisely when the demon beast is slaughtered and the grass is harvested that we can turn the ground upside down. ”

Li Qingshan suddenly didn't know what to say. He knew that Ma Lu Pingsheng's two main hobbies. Apart from eating or sleeping, even if it was not winter, he was afraid to lie still on the stone table most of the time, so he gave the gas refiners a chance.

But why have we heard only Maru speak of the oppression of other demons and never of threats coming from the ground?

“Why be afraid of demon generals? Isn't the Sansan Palace all Brother Tsukiji? If they join forces, even if the demons will be able to kill them! ”

Han Xiong opened his eyes and said: "You don't even know the Alliance of Kings, cowboy?” The sound of suddenly amplifying, shocking the gas refiner at the neighboring table, glancing at Li Qingshan, all had some amazing contempt.

As if Li Qingshan did not know what the “alliance of kings” was, but that the sun was round.

Zhou Wei said: "It's no surprise that Bulldogs just left the mountain. There must be a very detailed record in the Book of Vientiane. Why don't you take a look at it? ”

Li Qingshan held on to Jade Jane and thought deeply. He immediately got all the messages of the "League of Kings”. The messages were very complicated. If he looked at one strip, he would not be able to read it for three days and three nights.

But after a brief look at the general, I know a general idea, understand why other gas refiners are so surprised, I don't know the gas refiner in this matter, it can be said that they didn't even enter the door.

The Alliance of Kings, originating from the Great Summer Emperor Saint-Joe, is legendary for its own monster bloodline. It was only during the war that it was helped by many powerful demons to establish the Great Summer Dynasty.

After the establishment of the Great Summer Dynasty, the most important and prominent of these titles were the Eight States King of Man and the Ten Fang Demons King.

Under the auspices of Emperor Saint-Joe, the League of Kings, negotiating hundreds of days, signed a covenant, demarcating the boundaries of the demon and man, so that the two communities would never invade each other.

The one who scared Maru to step on the ground was not the monster handsome at the top of his head, not even the king of Qingzhou, but the covenant of thousands of years ago.

But the lower level demon beast has limited intelligence, and the gas refiner is too large and difficult to restrain, so whether the demon beast rushes out of the ground or the gas refiner enters the ground, it is within tolerance and acquiescence. Of course, the other party's territory is slaughtered and it is also a way to die.

The true constraint of this covenant is that the people and demons who have survived more than one heavenly robbery, whether the founding monks enter the ground to kill demons or the demons who will come to the ground to slaughter humans.

The best result was also the breaker of the covenant, who was hanged jointly by the two communities. And the worst result is a renewed war that involves all humans and monsters.

Today, three foundational monks, deep underground to kill a demon general, tomorrow, a demon marshal may show up and bring Qingfushan Mountain, along with all the gas refiners in the city, to slaughter clean.

Li Qingshan was bold enough to think about the scene, and he felt chilly.

But when he heard that the founding brothers would not go underground, he also relieved himself slightly, but in his heart was a thousand things. As the leader of the demonic soldiers, the demonic beasts were all his men and could not be slaughtered by anyone. Underground resources, he also has absolute control, and he refuses to arch his hands.

If he is a pure monster, of course, he must return immediately to the basement to assemble the demons, lay traps, kill all the aggressors, kill him clean, and get many hundred sachets.

But he had changed from a human being, and it wasn't that simple to make that decision, and for a while, he didn't even think about eating.

With patience, he asked Han Xiong more about the drug collection dictionary, and he had to leave.

Han Xiong saw that Li Qingshan was interested and didn't force him to stay, but he also persuaded him to go to Ghost Valley to take a look.

Li Qingshan asked about the time and place and finally promised to come down. It was not just to increase the public opinion. The Springs Valley is not far away, and it is important to keep an eye on the changes before the gathering at the Pharmacopoeia, whatever his decision may be.

Coming downstairs, Li Qingshan ordered another table of liquor dishes and put them in a hundred bags to take away.

Late at night, Li Qingshan found a guest house to stay in, spent five soul stones, booked the best room, led by the boss, to open the ancient door, the space inside is actually much larger than expected, the mind is using some kind of law formation to increase space.

Although it is winter, the room is warm as spring, and the room is covered with thick silk carpets, and the pattern above seems to be more than just a pattern, but some form of method, which makes the room a little more spiritual than its appearance.

On a jade stone painting screen, embroidered with fine beauty, holding a piaoqin, the boss tapped the screen and sounded the inspiring sound of silkbamboo.

A futon in the room, said to be able to gather the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, is said to be very helpful for practice!

There is a huge bathtub in the room that not only gathers the water flow itself, but also regulates the water temperature with two symbols.

Little things made by various gas refiners, not only have Li Qingshan not seen it, I didn't even think about it, it's not very high technology content, but it definitely makes people very comfortable.

Before the boss came out, he suddenly stopped and revealed a smile that all men knew: “If Taoist finds it difficult to sleep alone, I know a few young and beautiful monks, just a few spiritual stones...” Li Qingshan was regarded as a big hand, but I haven't seen much of the world's great customers.

Li Qingshanton couldn't stop crying. In this scenario, another sense of unknown crossing was just wondering if there would be a police officer. No, it was the eagle wolf guard who came to inspect the room, waved his hand and refused to speak righteously: “No need, I'm going to rest! ”

The boss revealed a slight expression of regret and hesitated to say: “There are musical notes in the room. Call me if you need me, Taoist! ”

Li Qingshan closed the door, exhaled, put down the bamboo basket and opened it: “You can come out! ”

Xiao An reached out his hands to him, Li Qingshan said: “Won't you come out yourself?” But I've picked her up and put wine on the table, "dinner is ready! ”

Take out the Jade Jane of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and give it to Xiao 'an. Then sit aside and watch Xiao 'an eat with her cheeks, but her mind doesn't know where it is. Even the "Decadent Water Condensation Resolutions" doesn't think out to see it.

Xiao An Jiao said: “Aren't you going to eat? ”

Li Qingshan said: “I've eaten.” Xiao An had sent a piece of fish to his mouth.

“It's getting so disobedient.” Li Qingshan said and ate the fish again, "What should I do? ”

Xiao 'an said strangely: "What should I do? ”

Li Qingshan said: “Of course it's the big fucking drug collection. ”

Xiao 'an's face was full of surprises: "Aren't you going to kill them all? ”

Li Qingshan shouted: “When did I tell you that I don't know them? They didn't come for me. It's not good to kill like this! ”

Xiao An bowed his head: “But I don't know them either!” For her, that reason is enough. No, no reason is needed. Anyone can die except the man in front of her.

Amazingly, because of each other, they can't be the big demons who do what they want.

PS: I feel much better today, who says I can't stay up all night with my writers. (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.)