Legend of the Great Saint

Flying birds swept across the Great Lakes, twilight on Lake Dragonsnake, and 10,000 hectares of Bibo stained with red yellow.

The exams have begun at night on the island of contention.

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Once again, people embarked on a big boat and sailed to an island in the east, which was no bigger than the island of Big Bang, but much bigger than any other island.

In the midst of the night mist, a solemn view rises high on the island mountains, not silent but showing arrogance to the family.

It is rumored that the ancient monks, most of them Taoists, are the source of all the magical tricks. Today, hundreds of families practise their own methods, most of which are differentiated by Taoists.

To this day, the Taoist family is no longer the only cradle of practitioners, but it is also said that “Baijiadao first”, its momentum can be seen.

Hundreds of exams are done sequentially, so every exam is still all gas refiners working together to take advantage of the island's location.

Regardless of where they belong in the future, these islands must be visited. The spirit of Baijia is centered on Baijia Qiming, compatible with the merger package, and every disciple of the Sutra can go to another house to learn skills.

Of course, to learn the most core part, it takes some thought and spirit stone, but it's not absolutely impossible, it's not like those cultivating doomsays, shouting to kill or scrapping to cultivate.

This is also one of Li Qingshan's most appreciated places. The Great Summer Dynasty can suppress the cultivation of the doorman by relying on hundreds of sutras, not without a reason.

The refiners disembarked and followed a path through a forest to the mountains.

One of the instructors said: "The reporter, follow me up the mountain. No, wait at the bottom of the mountain, do not go far. ”

Li Qingshan found that nearly a thousand refiners, most of them followed up the mountain.

Not only is the Taoist one of the best, but there are no requirements for Yin and Yang's five-line talents. The Taoist name is 3,000 Avenue, Infinite Trail, and anyone can find a path that suits them.

So, of those five quotas, almost everyone will fill in the word "Dao” and use it as their first goal, as will Li Qingshan, whose goal is only between the Dao family and the soldier family, but the Dao family needs to be more appropriate.

Coming up the hill with the crowd, we just arrived on the hillside and the clouds rose around us.

Li Qingshan discovered that everyone had disappeared. He was the only one left on the mountain path, and his mind was caught in the law of formation.

“The exam has begun.” A voice blasted.

Li Qingshan exhilarated spirit, stepped forward, just stepped out, his body suddenly weighed several times, his true qi, also completely suppressed by the invisible array method, is to open the hundred treasure capsules, let alone carry out the spell.

At this moment, all the alchemists who climbed the mountain became ordinary people, and this family's mountain watch began to show its amazing power.

Li Qingshan did not take it seriously, stepped out of the original wide stone steps, suddenly turned into a very narrow sheep bowel trail, on both sides are 10,000 cliffs, you can not see the bottom at a glance, you can imagine that if you fall, even if you don't really fall, you will lose your eligibility to enter the house.

Born at this time, the wind surged, and suddenly there was no orientation.

“Ah!”

A scream screamed, a gas refiner fell from the mountain lane, spinning down to the cliff, even if he knew that nothing would happen, he couldn't help but crack his heart, his eyes were about to fall to the bottom of the cliff, the surrounding scene suddenly distorted and changed, then looked, but returned to the foot of the mountain, a group of gas refiners waiting at the bottom of the mountain, watching him reveal a despicable color.

"I'm not satisfied," he exclaimed. "I was blown down by the wind. With my three layers of gas refining, I can't possibly compete with the Taoist mountain guard. ”

“The more disturbed the mind, the bigger the wind, the narrower the road, in the knowledge that it is illusory, you can't control your fear, and build an asshole, get lost.” A voice, coming out of nowhere, was the voice of the sloppy Daoist.

Hana Seung-tao whispered: “It's obviously useless. My brother said that if you can keep your eyes open, even if you are an ordinary person, you can take this road to the end. Alas, I don't know if the purple sword is okay. ”

The gas refiner finally revealed his flashy colour. He was from a small family. With his cultivation, he was already a genius in the family. He was cared for like a baby. He had never experienced any evil before, so his legs fell out of shock.

But this principle, on Li Qingshan's body, does not seem to meet the test.

His eyes were calm and his feet were steady, and after so many battles for life and death, the road did not give rise to any fear, but it was still getting thinner and windier and more chaotic.

He remained motionless, his body swayed with every change in the wind, his footsteps were always uncomfortable and he enjoyed the rare sights on both sides, relaxing like a mountaineer.

Later, he was walking on a narrow wall as if it were huge, but there was still room. He looked to his right, to his right, to his heart. The test of this family was a little difficult.

Dirty Taoist closed the scene in front of his eyes and snorted coldly: "Boy, see how long you can last. ”

Turning his mind, Li Qingshan's head fell with heavy rain. The road became wetter and slipperier. A thunder burst of thunder shocked him. The nearest one seemed to be on top of his head. Normal people just stood on the ground and had to be scared to fall.

Dirty Daoist hey hey smile, turn your eyes away and fall on another person.

Yu Zijian's nostrils were sweaty and his heart remembered the flower's revealing reminder. His eyes stared closely at the road ahead and he dared not look to either side.

When a sudden storm struck, her figure swung, because she had to hold the sword, her figure was not balanced, and she fell off the cliff.

Dirt Daoist snapped her fingers and a soft breeze came from the other side, gently pulling her back until she stabilized herself.

“Master, this is not good!” A young Taoist with fine eyebrows has been watching, seeing Dirty Taoists so thick and thin that they can't help but exit.

He was dressed in green, with a crown on his head, wrapped in silk, and hung with a waist tag engraved with the word "one”. It was the symbol of the chief disciple, and he was cultivated in one piece, and was herself a purifying layer of gas.

Dirty Dao's old face was blushing, and he was not as rude to his lovers as he was to the heads of households, but he had an explanation: “Dust, little girl, fear of height is normal, no one is born fearless. This thing of heart, it can be slowly grinding. To a man, you have to be tough. Bao Jianfeng comes out of the grind...”

“Master, this sword is still here!” The dust will have a finger.

Dirt Daoist looked at it. Neither the wind frost nor the waterfall could let Li Qingshan's eyes shake slightly. Instead, he got up quickly and ran wild in the storm.

He may not be smart enough, he may not have such a strong talent, but he has ambition and courage that is difficult for ordinary people. (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.)