Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan said: “I just arrived on the sixth floor of gas refining not long ago. ”

His hometown knew that it was a matter of great joy, but Li Longzhang did not know what to call Li Qingshan. At the time, the bull-bearing teenager, who had no eyes on him, had been able to resist their main court, their identities were different from each other's, and calling their names directly, appeared to be insufficiently respectful.

“Uh, this is our master of the Iron Fist Gate, Iron Wars.” The speech room also carries some of the country sounds that made Li Qingshan familiar.

Li Qingshan's mind also returned to the past, the fall of Wagyu Village, the evil of Qingyang City, the master of the Iron Fist Gate, which was once one of the four major forces of Qingyang City, now stands in front of him, but a gas refinery on the sixth floor in his eyes, but it is no longer counted, neither socializing nor intending to offend, feel free to deal with:

“It turns out he's the owner of the Iron Gate, so disrespectful. ”

Iron Warfare: “Wo Niu Village is truly human. I met Li Long. I already thought he was a rare talent. I met the Qingshan brothers. I know that there are people outside, and there is a day outside. The day before yesterday, you were in the Yunyun Tower. Betting on Yunyun has spread in Qinghe Province. It's only a pity that I couldn't see it for myself. ”

No matter how powerful the Iron Fist Gate is, only two people are on the sixth floor of gas refining, so they can sit flat. Moreover, because Li Qingshan is younger, his future is unlimited, and the Iron War must be polite, so that he can have a good time.

“Are your disciples going to the hospital?” Li Qingshan looked at Li Long.

Li Long's face turned dark and lowered his head. Don't say that the Iron Fist Gate refused to accept. Even if he did, where did he get the cost of committing the spirit stone to the hospital? That's a hundred spiritual stones. He's remarkable in the Iron Fist Gate. He also needs a few spiritual stones once in a while, but it's not enough to buy all kinds of Dan medicine. Where do you save it? On the day of saving up, I didn't know how old I was, I missed the best period of practice, one step behind, one step behind.

“It's a dog. You'll have to take care of your brother later.” The Iron War turned to look around and said, “What about the kid? Didn't I tell you to call him? ”

Iron Fist Gate painstakingly cultivated disciples, how can they spend huge sums of money and send their hands to hundreds of sutras. Once you open your eyes and improve your cultivation, who would ever go back to work for the Iron Fist Gate again, you are afraid to really come back, also to take the Iron Fist Gate base industry.

“Young Master said something was wrong.” Strictly relaxed and embarrassed.

“Get him over here! ”

Li Qingshan thought slightly and knew it was inside. He sank.

Shortly afterwards Kung Fu, strictly relaxed with a wide ear, a few young people similar to the Iron War came over and said impatiently: “What's the matter? I'm busy!” He was busy talking to some pretty nuns, and he didn't want to see a man.

“Rebel, why don't you give Brother Lee a gift? ”

“Which Brother Lee, it's not that kid Lee Long!” The young man laughed and saw that no one had responded. He came to the Iron Wars and saw Li Qingshan. He was suddenly shocked: “You are Li Qingshan! ”

The night before yesterday, he was also playing in the clouds and rain. He was impressed with the man in front of him. He immediately respected him. “Brother meets Brother, he will expect Brother to take care of him more in the future. If there is anything, he needs Brother's help, he will never excuse himself.” Despite the fact that Li Qingshan was younger than his age, he called himself Little Brother and humbled himself to the extreme.

The Iron Wars nodded satisfactorily, and the boy, though a little unemployed, finally didn't follow him around to see the world for nothing.

Li Qingshan said: “At first glance, the son is a brilliant and wise generation. The future is unlimited. But in the hundred scriptures, there are no waiters. Why don't you let Li Long do a companion reading for him, and he doesn't need to spend anything on the Iron Gate Master? I'll pay him the tuition first. What does the Master think? ”

“Why bury the bones of the mulberry land, where life is not green mountain”, he has decided not to return to his hometown, Li Long in front of him is only afraid to be the last hometown he can see in this life. A hundred spiritual stones admitted to the hospital was nothing to him. He raised his hand to help.

Li Long heard Yan Daxi and looked at Li Qingshan with great gratitude. He also looked at the Iron War nervously.

The Iron War hesitated for a while, and laughed: "Well, brother benevolence, to take care of your hometown, is the blessings of Li Long, is also the blessings of our Iron Fist Gate, I'm glad it's not too late, how can you not say yes. If some spiritual stone turning is difficult lately, how can you use it?” Look, Li Qingshan is also an old lover, and he should be more polite to Li Long in the future.

“Thank you, Master.” Li Qingshan removed a hundred spirit stones from the hundred treasure bags to Li Long.

The young master of the Iron Fist Gate hooked Li Long's neck and said: "Dragon, you are developed!” Without waiting for a reminder of the Iron War, you've been very kind.

Li Longxin knew it was all because of the teenager in front of him. “Qingshan, this spirit stone, I will definitely give it back to you.” He understands very well that in the Hundred Sutras, a variety of tasks will be published to give the disciple a chance to earn another spiritual stone, which is not impossible to earn, but the hardest part is this threshold, once crossed, there will be infinite opportunities.

Li Qingshan said: "If you want to pay back 200 pieces! ”

Li Longyi, the master of the Shao Gate muttered, this is still not a good loan, I can't really see, it is the old country to see the country, stab a gun in the back.

Listening to Li Qingshan, he continued: "Stay until the day you do not see the hundreds of spirit stones. ”

“Hmm!” Li Longzhang focused.

Ye Dachuan said: “I'm so glad you guys are going to be in the same window! ”

Li Qingshan smiled slightly. In the friendship of his hometown, that's all he could do. Next, we'll see how they fixed it.

At this point, on top of the smoke wave, several big ships split into waves.

Tingzhou's disturbance caused everyone to stop talking and raise their heads, the most visible of which was the giant wooden man.

Hana Cheng and Yu Zijian are not far away. They are also surrounded by a group of young boys and girls. For Li Qingshan, who has only a few edges, they are not very concerned about it, nor can they come looking for it.

Instead, Qian Yongzheng constantly searched in the crowd. She stood with a group of law enforcement disciples of a legal family. She had heard that Li Qingshan and Wei Zhongyuan had fought, and said that she was certain to kill Wei Zhongyuan.

In the view of the disciples of the family, this is a joke of indiscretion, and the dead duck has a hard mouth. But she doesn't think so. She thinks Li Qingshan has 10% certainty that he can kill Wei Zhongyuan. The key is how can Li Qingshan give her the living Wei Zhongyuan?

“Yong-chun, do you know this kid earlier? Has he always been this talkative?” Han Jungzhi is still angry, noticing Qian Jungzhi's gaze and getting angry again.

"Sister Han, I don't socialize much with him. Unless he has a superb spirit charm, he can never be the opponent of a 10-story gas refiner. ”

Han Qiong Zhi's spirit flashed and mumbled: "Is that so?” Extreme spiritual characters are equivalent to a blow from the founding brothers, and if he does have one, he's got a chance, of course, just a tiny bit.

“Follow me!” She suddenly couldn't hold onto her temperament, pulled Qian Jungzheng, and went through the crowd. She came to Li Qingshan and grabbed his shoulder: “Say, do you have an excellent spirit charm? ”

“Lord Han!” The Iron War came as a shock. Miss Han is famous in Qinghe Province. The wind and fire made a lot of people suffer. I didn't expect Li Qingshan still knew her well.

“Weird.” Xiao 'an, who had been quiet and quiet, read silently,

Qian Jung-chun gave Xiao An a look. Xiao An smiled and seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Li Qingshan thought Han Qiongzhi's personality was a little strange, and said: “Ear to ear. ”

Han Qiongzhi stretched his head, listening only to Li Qingshan gently in her ear: “There are a few. ”

Han Qiongzhi revealed his surprise, “You too! ”

Li Qingshan shook his head helplessly and listened to her softly. “Are you serious? ”

“Believe it or not. ”

Han Jong-ji laughed: “Looks like I'm really in your way. Okay, I forgive you. It's not right for me to just throw you off the shuttle, but I'm kind. You have to thank me. We're even. ”

“Whatever. ”

Han Qiongzhi's heart was knotted and his heart was smooth. When he saw a strange look around him, he realised that the situation where the two people had just met each other in broad daylight was somewhat obscure. He shouted: "Whatever you look at, get lost! ”

I glanced at Li Qingshan again. You don't want people to hear it. Just keep the sound secret. Why do you do that? It's obvious that you don't feel comfortable.

I hummed and walked away. Qian Jung-chun nodded at Xiao 'an and followed him. When hundreds of families had time to plan, Wei Zhongyuan's death was her fate.

Li Qingshan and Xiao An look at each other, what a strange man.

At this point, the big boat sailed to the side of Tinzhou, and a big boat put down its board, and a cheekbone on it was so tall that the feminine teacher shouted: "All the Mongolians are here. ”

Li Qingshan bowed his hand and greeted Ye Dachuan. He lifted Xiao 'an's hand and squeezed it towards the big boat.

Around, there were all the noises of children, but no one cried. Under the leadership of their respective teams, they boarded the big boat in an orderly manner, and could be recommended to the civilian children. Not only must they have the talents of gas refiners, but they must also have a passing heart.

“Go on up, I'll see you later, if you need anything, use this. ”

When Xiao 'an was about to board the boat, Li Qingshan squatted down, touched Xiao 'an's head, handed one jade wrench to Xiao 'an, threaded it through, carried it around her neck, then shook his thumb, and showed him the other jade wrench above.

This pair of jade wrenches is also an interesting apparatus found by Li Qingshan from the thousands of bags. They are a pair and have the effect of soundpronunciation.

Watching Xiao An with the big and small children, he lined up to go to the big boat. Li Qingshan sighed and felt like sending the children to school parents.

For a moment, the surrounding sky fell, the big boat put away the board, and started again, disappearing into the smoke wave.

Ting Zhou can no longer see, Xiao An only retracted his eyes.

The children couldn't help but get excited, and many people were still on boats this big for the first time, such as the harsh eyes of the woman teaching at the front of the boat, and they couldn't help but run and dance.

“Hey, what's your name? ”

An 11-12-year-old fat boy asked Ando aloud, wearing silk satin, and a group of “little brothers” beside him. They all came from one place. The fat boy had money in his house, and was born tall and fat, and became the head of the child.

Xiao An doesn't answer.

“Nice wrench. Show me!” As soon as Fat Boy looked at the wrench hanging from his chest, he stretched out his fat hand to get it. He was as young as he wanted, and that's what he always wanted.

Ann stepped back, shoved her finger in her clothes, and the fat boy grabbed an empty spot.

“Don't listen to me.” The fat boy glanced at Xiao 'an's hair with a little anger. At home, the maids were afraid of him. He had to cry every time before letting go.

Humph, pull your hair off, see how dare you keep him out of your eyes.

Xiao An punched and suddenly remembered that this was not an enemy to kill, and collected most of his strength.

Boom, the fat boy immediately flew out, hit the group of younger brothers behind him, cried loudly, the child he hit, also cried.

“Don't cry! What happened?" The female teacher immediately walked up.

“She hit me.” The fat boy covered his face and lost several teeth in it.

The female teacher frowned: “Did you hit him? ”

Xiao An is silent. Unless she talks to Li Qingshan, she has not so much to say to others. It is more in her heart to turn everyone on this boat into flames.

"'I don't know what happened to her,' said the fat boy. 'She hit me and I lost my teeth. ”

The female teacher was upset and pointed her finger at Xiao 'an's forehead, "Why did you hit her? ”

Xiao An raised his head violently, with a pair of black pearl-like eyes on his delicate face.

The female teacher looked at the dark and dark eyes. Without a shudder in her heart, her fingers could not go on. Could it not be that the child had any strong background, she shook her head for a moment, and the children of the family would basically start to refine gas, wait until there was a certain foundation before entering the hundred families. Only the children chosen from the civilian population would be on this ship.

And I was like, “Do you even want to fight me?” Hands up, just about to smoke, suddenly remembered that the hospital was open today, maybe the owners were looking at this place.

Then he lowered his hand and turned his eyes: "Don't move.” Again to the fat guy: “Get up, she hits you, you call back. ”

The fat boy stood up with tears and received the approval of the teaching. His face was sore, but his heart was proud. If he was a normal child and he was afraid that he would still be able to get his hands on it, he tried hard to punch him. He was not happy yet. His stomach ached dramatically, and people flew out again, and he fainted directly. Good thing this time, his little brothers knew how to hide from him and didn't get hit again.

It's just that two people cry harder and harder, "Kill someone! Kill someone! ”

The female instructor always looked out for Xiao 'an to prevent her from dodging, but Xiao 'an flew away quickly and concealed. She didn't even react. She couldn't help but get angry and shouted: “A small animal like you who has no rules wants to refine and practice gas. I don't think there is a door. As soon as she gets ashore, she will let you go home...”

Back to the bow, of course, she has no right to turn the boat around now, but to the hundred houses, there are ways to clean up this disobedient child.

Hundred Sutras, in a quiet room.

The interior curtain is low, gray, and you can see a dozen shadows in a row.

Householders, come together. The aura of silence is enough to shock any gas refiner, whose will determines everything in the 3,000-mile Qing River Mansion.

At the center of the room, there is a Noble Jade Plate with beautiful inscriptions on it, called the Water Moon Plate, a treasure that reveals a hundred miles of land.

The real exams have already begun, and everyone's performance falls into the eyes of the heads of households.

At this point, the water fluctuates in the water lunar disc, revealing a clear picture.

What we see at this moment is on a big boat.

Regardless of how the woman taught verbally threatened, Xiao An's face was always calm without a slight expression, and the woman taught the tooth dancing claw as if it were air.

“Is this the child that Autumn Haitang wanted? Certainly a little different.” A man wearing a square scarf, dressed as a Confucian, he had a clear face and looked only about thirty years old, but in fact he was already eighty years old, the brother-in-law of Ye Dachuan, Lord Zhifu of Qinghe Prefecture, the head of the Confucian family, Changqing Liu. What happened in the cloud and rain building the night before could not have been hidden from him.

“The doll is not spoiled, it is rare.” A bald-headed monk with a marble in his hand turned his head.

“Cheung Ching, who picked this lead? The harsh, impatient, indiscriminate nature of these children makes a bad impression on them as soon as they enter the hundred families.” A high-ranking official, dressed in a nappy coat, cleared the old man.

“If the temper is too gentle, how can you control so many hairy children, and she refuses to explain the matter, otherwise the teaching will not be her fault, suffer some pain and blame who. As for the little fat man, he leaves the hospital immediately. At a young age, he will blackmail people to rob him, turn black and white, and refine his qi, but get it back?” Lord Akane, head of the family, Wang Park Shin Heran spoke.

"'In that case,' said Changqing Liu. 'Let's do it this way!” Beyond the curtain, immediately someone rose up and left, and many of the instructors waited outside to ensure that their orders were carried out at all times.

“Let's see who brought her here!” Li Qingshan was photographed as the scene turned on the water moon plate, and he was queuing with the others to board the ship.

Li Qingshan suddenly felt something. Looking around, as if someone was looking at him?

"Hurry up! ”

Li Qingshan walked forward and came to a laughing teaching. He brought out a hundred prepared spiritual stones. The teaching incorporated the spiritual stones into a hundred treasure bags and shouted: “Another one! ”

It's like doing business, but Li Qingshan has estimated that the hospital is open, and the income of hundreds of households is only afraid to reach 100,000 spiritual stones.

And this is just the beginning, the fee method of the hundred households is very special, the first year is 100 spiritual stones, if the second year is repaired without raising the first layer, the number of spiritual stones paid will have to be doubled to 200.

Li Qingshan knew through simple mathematical knowledge of previous life that if he turned it a few times, it would not be affordable for any gas refiner. It was easy to get into a hundred sutras. So many families, there is always one willing to take in. But it is difficult to stay in the Baijia Sutra, and it is not easy to fix the high improvement, but rather to suffer some losses.

PS: The update hasn't been as smooth as you might think, maybe you've experienced this feeling. The more you want to do something good, the more you're afraid of doing it poorly, and the harder it feels, the harder this scene just happens to be the hardest transition chapter to write, so it's really painful.

Don't think I'm eating and drinking when I'm not updating. I don't know what other authors do. When I can't get my code out, it's really more painful than constipation. I can't feel comfortable doing anything. As a three-man man with no car, no room, no woman, there doesn't seem to be anything serious to do besides code. I also want to make more money! Fortunately, it has almost survived this most difficult process, and the next update should stabilize slowly.

I didn't want to explain so much. Explaining is disguise, disguise is storytelling. Suddenly I think my career is this, then explain it!

You understand, I thank you for understanding, you do not understand, I understand that you do not understand, in short, we understand each other, long live. Today is the last day of double monthly tickets, do you understand? (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.)