Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan bounced off, “Now, what time is it? ”

The dust dust seemed to have expected him to ask, “The family's exams are over. ”

Li Qingshan lay on the ground again and let the cow's nose fool him. The wine was too weird. In this way, hundreds of families have no place to live.

"'Don't worry too much,' said Dusty. 'You still have a family to go to. ”

“Where?”

The dust fingers are beneath the feet: "Here. ”

Li Qingshan smiled slightly. “But I've lost, and your master can't get used to me. ”

"" You passed the Taoist exam, "exclaimed the dust." My master, although he has a strong temper, is also loving and talented. Do you know the value of the drunkenness you drank? Normally, he doesn't drink enough himself. If it's just to hurt you, how can you take it out? You just ask him well and let him get his face back, he will take it from you. ”

Li Qingshan said: "Please, how can I ask? Is he the only one who has the face, and I have no face? ”

"'What do you think? ”

Li Qingshan sighed heavily and stood up. Face is earned by strength, not by mouth. A gas refiner, Ho De Neng, dares to equate with a foundational monk.

"“ Come with me, "exclaimed the dust. Master, preach to the new disciple in the front. ”

Li Qingshan was helpless and had to follow.

"No matter how humiliating he is to you, Master, you have to endure, on the mountain path, to overcome fear, now is the time to overcome the disgrace, only one can bear to become gold. ”

Li Qingshan only came to the front palace without words. Dirty Daoists sat high on it. The new disciples sat in the palace. The last of the remaining purple swords sat on it.

Seeing Li Qingshan, everyone looked at him, but the sound of the Dirt Daoist sermon did not stop.

Li Qingshan fronted hard on his scalp: “I lost this bet. ”

"- [sic]“ Now that you know you've lost, go down the hill. ”

Li Qingshan raised his head violently, but saw the dust standing behind Dirt Dao, said another word and held his fist.

Dirty Daoist grinned. “What else do you dislike?” So he scoffed and scoffed at Li Qingshan in public.

Everyone shows their disdain, lets you stand out and get yourself cleaned up.

”Yu Zijian could not bear it.“ Master...

"The Purple Sword!” He knows the temper of the master, the more persuaded, the more unable.

The more the sloppy man scolded, the more he was proud: “Look, you're nothing but a piece of crap. Fortunately, you came up the mountain, and now you're on your knees, kowtowing three times. I...”

“Shut up!” Li Qingshan drank loudly, interrupting Dirt Daoist's words.

In the silence of the palace, he dared to talk to a homeowner like this and was the most powerful Taoist.

Dirty Dao's face changed, and the kid had to hit him hard to make him understand who was in charge of this family.

Li Qingshan Lang said: “If you lose, you lose. I, Li Qingshan, admit to losing the gambling suit. Why do you have to keep sniffing your nose? Speaking like fart, it stinks like shit. So what about the Taoist? I don't get in.” Just say it, lift your legs and go.

The dust dust shouted: “Daoist, this is bullshit! Master!”

Dirt said, “Let him go! ”

Li Qingshan was not obstructed. He walked down the mountain with a sigh of anger. He jumped into the air. Tengyun drove the fog and flew towards Lake Dragon Snake. For a moment, he was a little confused. He didn't know where to go.

If he is alone, it will be fine, or he can find a door to throw, or even run to another province, enter another hundred scriptures, the world is big, still afraid that there is no place for him, but now Xiao 'an has entered the Buddha family, he can not leave, otherwise ask for the master, simply become a monk, this Buddhist friendship comes too soon!

But when you think about it, don't say that he doesn't want to beg, it's just that he wants to beg, and people don't necessarily accept it. If you accept him, you can really sin against the dirty people.

At this point, his mind suddenly moved, maybe there is a family exam, it is not over!

Last night on the big boat, the teaching basically explained the order of the exams, the Taoists were the first stop, and then cruised the islands in a clockwise order, not exclusively ahead of everyone.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but ask: “Did you miss the family? ”

“Which one? ”

“Novelist. ”

“Did you report the novelist?” Teaching looked at him with incredible eyes, as did other gas refiners.

“Yeah!”

Instruction will finger the hand on the dimension diagram, "Well, here it is, the last stop, then you can go yourself. ”

Shouldn't it be the fourth stop in order? And why am I going alone?

Neither did Li Qingshan reflect on these questions, nor did he care about the novelist.

A moment later, Li Qingshan set foot on this quiet, somewhat desolate island, where the novelist is located.

Although it's been all night, the final novelist's exam may not be over yet.

But he was wrong.

Li Qingshan along the pebble trail, through a bamboo forest, saw an ancient courtyard, the courtyard was full of leaves, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time, as if it was uninhabited at all, as if there were women moaning.

He frowned, knocked on the door, shouted, "Anybody? ”

Deep in the courtyard, there was a lazy voice, "Who is it? ”

Li Qingshan said: “I'm here for the exam. ”

The voice fell, the whistle, the wind rose and fell leaves, a middle-aged man rushed out of the courtyard, came to Li Qingshan, couldn't talk about his handsome face, he had a beard with both hands, his clothes were uncluttered, and he had a slight smell of fat powder. He had several lip marks on his face and a clear bite mark on his neck. Combined with the groan of talent, he knew what he was doing.

“Is that you?" Li Qingshan suddenly remembered, having had an affair with this person in the Yunyu building the day before.

“It's you!” The middle-aged man also remembered Li Qingshan. All kinds of messages came to mind. Water attribute A, 17 years old, gas refining level 6, genius, genius! I was excited to think that Brother didn't lie to me. Brother didn't lie to me!

“Are you a novelist?” Li Qingshan is definitely not a disciple at his age. As for the possibility of being a homeowner, he had no idea. He had met every homeowner and each had a certain temperament. Even the sloppy person who made his teeth itch hated him had his own head.

The middle-aged man hurried through his shirt, wiped off his lip prints, coughed twice, and stood negatively, "I am the novelist, Liu Chuanfeng! ”

Li Qingshan stayed for a while and turned around and wanted to go. No wonder no one reported to the novelist. Finally, the most important thing now is to find a place to rest. Patience said: “I don't know how to take the exam?” Writing.

Liu Chuanfeng scratched his head for a while, seemingly more confused than Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan felt unreliable more and more. Is the exam over?

Liu Chuanfeng suddenly glanced and grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder, "You passed! You passed! ”

“What?” Li Qingshan was wrong. The novelist's exam was not not not not finished, but not started at all.

Liu Chuanfeng next, let Li Qingshan be struck by lightning, "From today on, you are the chief disciple of my novelist!” Speaking, he took a one-word waist card out of his hundred bags and hung Li Qingshan on his waist himself. Without even asking Li Qingshan which house to choose, he wanted to divide his name in a vague way.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath and asked softly: "Novelist, no, I'm the only disciple!” It must not be like this. It must not be like this!

“Mmm!”

That's how it is!

Li Qingshan lifted his waist card with no expression on his face. He threw it hard. His waist card “shrugged” and disappeared into the bamboo forest. He turned around and left.

Liu Chuanfeng drank violently behind him: “Stop! ”

Li Qingshanton cautioned, but saw that Liu Chuanfeng did not do it. Instead, he took something out of his hundred bags and threw it in front of Li Qingshan.

“As long as you get into my novelist, this special cloud pen is yours. ”

Li Qingshan didn't think that he had also been struck with a psychic instrument, his heart slightly fluttered. At a glance, the medium spiritual instrument, suddenly his heart was like dead water. This stuff adds up to a hundred pieces, and I'm afraid I won't be able to replace it with a superb spirit machine. It's more of a humiliation than a buyout!

Li Qingshan didn't say much, he just took out ten medium spirit apparatuses from the hundred treasure bags and took them back. He arched his hand and left.

Liu Chuanfeng cried out: “Daoyou, just pretend I'm begging you! ”

Li Qingshan stood still and raised his head for a long sigh. It is always better to be asked than to ask for help. Most importantly, it is a place to fall. It is so cold here. Perhaps it is suitable for him to practice!

Turn around and reach out.

“What?”

“Waist card!” Li Qingshan heard the chief disciple, walking in the hundreds of households, has a lot of privileges, can freely access some places that ordinary disciples do not have access to, convenient for Li Qingshan to study in the future.

Liu Chuanfeng Daxi, I didn't expect Li Qingshan to really promise to come down. Suddenly waved his hand, a puppy appeared empty-handed. Wang Wang shouted, rushing to the depths of the bamboo forest. After a while, he came back with a waist card.

Li Qingshan took it and the puppy disappeared. As if it had never appeared before, he couldn't help but wonder: “Is this it? ”

Liu Chuanfeng said proudly: "My novelist's secret skills can be imagined by ordinary generations. ”

Li Qingshan acutely noticed that the kiss marks on Liu Chuanfeng's face had disappeared at some point, and even that fat powder scent had disappeared. Perhaps, novelists, really have some extraordinary abilities.

Liu Chuanfeng invited Li Qingshan into the room. This is an empty bamboo house with a bamboo structure. The ink floats in the dark room. The paper-laden short table is messy, with some dense and numb text on it.

Liu Chuanfeng opened the paper and revealed the desktop. Please sit down and pour the tea with enthusiasm.

Li Qingshan then picked up a piece of paper and asked: "Did you write all this? ”

Liu Chuanfeng proudly said: “Yes, you can call me Master Feng Moon, that's my pen name. ”

It's so familiar. It's really familiar. I must have heard it somewhere!

Li Qingshan's mind suddenly glistened. Sun Fubai secretly stuffed the book to him. The author's name is Fengyue master four words.

He was so happy, why did Sun Fu Bo behave like that, and why didn't anyone newspaper the novelist! Horan rose and kicked the short table in front of him.

Write a fucking novel! (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.)