Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan was intelligent. Meanwhile, in the air sea, the spiritual turtle suppressed all the swords of the reflux.

Forgive me, but a few meridians, also show signs of tearing, tingling. In the case of an ordinary gas refiner, the wound is extremely serious and requires a doctor to treat it.

However, Li Qingshan slightly changed the demon body, exerted demonic energy, and flushed off the remaining sword qi. It didn't take long. These wounds gradually healed. As a great monster who is infinitely close to the realm of demons, his ability to heal himself has become so powerful that almost any injury can be healed as long as he is given time.

After healing the wounds, Li Qingshan immediately began to understand the sword path in this volume of the Book of Straw Swords. Under the control of the Turtle, let the sword sword power, release it a little bit, slowly feel it, to understand.

Apparently, however, this time the difficulty has increased dramatically. Li Qingshan opened his mouth and said: “Xiao 'an, come teach me how to sword. ”

Xiao An immediately stopped practicing and joined him in the research.

Time flies by, nobody cares.

This time, it took more time than the last time, and three months passed.

Li Qingshan simultaneously held two volumes of "Grass Sword Book" to inject true qi. When the true qi was turned into sharp sword qi, he returned backflow. He had already hidden all the flashes and would no longer hurt him in any way.

Finally, he fully understood the swordplay contained in the second volume of the Book of Swords, and at this moment, he intends to merge the two volumes of the Book of Swords in his Dantian Qi Hai.

The two swords, strong and weak, meet in the Dantian Qi Hai, and fight hard, it does not seem to be the same origin, but the enemy of the dead.

Li Qingshan did not use the "Turtle Town Tip" to forcibly suppress, but tried to control it with conviction. Gradually, that powerful sword power dominated the wind and swallowed up the weak and small sword power. The two completely merged into a hundred powerful swords.

Because it is completely refined, this sword strength is not under the excellent "Sketch Sword Book", and if the arm makes the finger, it is better to use. It is conceivable that if this technique is suddenly carried out in a fight with people, several more people can resist it.

A golden light appeared behind Li Qingshan, Nodak Jinggang sword, his head chopped off.

Li Qingshan pointed like a sword and crossed his head.

The Vajra sword and the sword fiercely confronted each other, and the formation of iron shouted.

The Vajra sword was slightly depressed. Li Qingshan swung the Vajra sword open and burst into fit: “Here you go again.” In order to improve the control of swordsmanship, Li Qingshan allowed Xiao 'an to attack herself without distinction of time, so that swordsmanship could be stimulated in a sense of crisis. This method is good for Li Qingshan, who is good at fighting in action, but she seems to be addicted.

“Aren't you going to beat me with your sword?” Xiao An hipped and laughed. The human sword came together, and the Vajra sword turned into a rehearsal-like golden light, whistling away.

“Underestimate me!” Li Qingshan stroked out a long sword of inferior spirit apparatus and waved his sword.

Sword tip fight, Li Qingshan exploded and drank, Dantian sword qi, the source continuously injected the sword body, the Jinggang sword inches broke.

While the long sword broke, the Vajra collapsed, revealing her petite true body. He held her, squeezed her cheek and scratched her itch: “Make you naughty! ”

Xiao An smiled like a silver bell.

Li Qingshan sat down and put her on her lap: “You didn't put the water in? ”

Xiao An leaned in his arms and looked up at him, his eyes shining like stars, shaking his head hard, long hair like seaweed, waves trembling.

Li Qingshan said: “Really? ”

Xiao An nodded with a smile: “Really. ”

Although the Vajra Demonic Gong is a deep Buddha's magic method, the heavy cultivation is not enough to resist the fierce swordsmanship of power near the ultimate spirit.

Li Qingshan laughed: “I told you to defeat with a sword, you still have a hard mouth. ”

“You're good, come on!” Little Ann Shut Up.

Nevertheless, the Vajra must have an angry heart. The enemies of Sworddock, even more so, must kill. When she faced Li Qingshan, it was naturally impossible for her to have such a heart. Neither the Vajra God of the Buddha to the Devil, nor the Swordless Path in the Book of Sketch Swords, did she have half the power.

“It's almost time, let's get ready to go!” Li Qingshan said the closing time was really unexpected at the beginning.

“I still want to practice for a while, okay?” Xiao An bit his lower lip, his big eyes, full of hope.

Who could refuse that look?

Li Qingshan lowered his head and put his forehead on her head: “Okay, listen to you, there is no Dan medicine, it's also good for refining gas here. ”

Xiao An smiled. For her, it doesn't matter where she practiced, but being able to shut her down with him is still the most pleasant thing for her. Undisturbed by anything, in this enclosed cave, morning and evening, there is no heap of separation. Like a small safe haven, avoiding all the wind and rain in the outside world.

In the deep underground, Li Qingshan raised his head.

Even across the layers of the law array, the thick soil layer, he still felt clearly, the unusual fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as the demon inside, the spirit tortoise demon Dan told him.

The little ampoule thumb tapped gently on the middle finger joint, pinched a few times, then confidently said: “It's snowing. ”

Li Qingshan said: "Why don't you go out for a snowball fight?” Xiao 'an said, "Okay”!

So the gates of the underground cave opened.

Yunnan Island, bamboo forest courtyard.

The snow is full and uncleaned, which is probably only available to novelists, but it also keeps the purest snow free from any contamination.

Bamboo is like a gentleman. It doesn't change its color, it's still crisp, but some of it is bent over by snow, as if to pick up a snowflake.

Door holes open, slightly cold winds, snowflakes float on bamboo floors, and the snow light dips into darkness.

Like embedded in one of the most beautiful landscape paintings, of course, only practitioners can enjoy it so calmly, despite the cold.

Liu Chuan Feng was dressed in a blue monobloc, and Zhengfu worked hard, whether it was severe cold or landscape, it didn't seem to give him any movement.

Cloud Fairy has begun to play an amazing role, and the heart of the novel in his heart seems to have burned again, carefully fabricated the story.

These stories, of course, no longer have a pornographic component, but they are also insulated from elegance.

Li Qingshan's words inspired him deeply. He now understands that what he wants to conquer is not an elegant man given by the bard.

Without anyone mentioning it, any teenager falls off a cliff with a treasure. The classic plot of a young lady running off with a poor schoolboy, with remarkable handwriting, beautified by a rapper singer, enters the ears of millions of civilians. The speed at which the forces of faith converge is rapidly accelerating.

Of course, the process was not smooth, he went through a lot of wandering and struggling. In order to improve efficiency, he wrote many beginnings, then listened to the feedback of the cloud fiction club, and if it could be recognized, he continued to write, otherwise it would be replaced immediately and everything would be listened to by the reader.

Now, what he wrote was this half-developed novel, and of his many novels, this book received the most recognition and support, and the four words, Master of the Moon and Feng, began to be famous.

He hasn't been to Yunyu Tower in a long time, not because of Li Qingshan's reminder, but because he doesn't have time at all, he's about to hand in his paper, and he has to give time to make those who tell books familiar with the story.

He writes desperately, he writes desperately, and if he can, he's going to keep this story going, one, two, three, four, five, he's not fighting alone, he's not fighting for himself, the whole novelist, is in his hands, revival!

Knock, knock, knock, knock. “Anybody home? ”

Liu Chuanfeng raised his head violently, because his mind was still immersed in the story, his eyes were blind, appeared to be a little mune, but he gradually saw. The man who stood in the hallway and blocked the snow light was Li Qingshan, the chief disciple of his contemplation.

“Lovers, you're finally out!” Liu Chuanfeng went up.

Li Qingshan waved away and greeted him in the snow: “Xiao 'an, come! ”

“You can't be really scared of Chu Tian for so long, you have to be scared to tell me you lost so many spiritual stones, you know? He is already on the seventh floor of gas refining. I heard that he has had more breakthroughs lately. He is really more angry than people...” Liu Chuan Fengtou tea, poured water, whispered, suddenly stopped and opened his eyes.

“You're... you're, like, seven layers of gas.” Finally, Li Qingshan's breath emitted, which is definitely the seventh layer of gas refining.

“Yes!” Li Qingshan smiled slightly and put the teapot in Xiao 'an's hand: “When refining the gas, there was a slight accident, so it took a little more time. ”

Liu Chuanfeng had an incredible face. What an accident could have allowed a gas refiner who had just reached the sixth floor to reach the seventh floor of gas refining in a few months.

The more difficult it is to cultivate, the harder it will be to go up. After condensing the sea of gas, the remaining “three pulses of the superintendent” can be repaired in 10 years, even if it is fast, and it will take another 10 years to get the surrounding 12 straight through, to reach the peak of the gas refiner, to refine the gas on the 10th floor.

And then there's twenty or thirty years to slowly realize that last step, or, first step, building a foundation.

By the age of fifty, you can reach the 10 levels of gas refining, even if you are an elite, you were an elite before the age of forty, and you were a genius before the age of thirty.

This is the path that most talented gas refiners, and many foundation monks, have taken, and many flowers have praised such geniuses, but they are famous geniuses.

Li Qingshan is only seventeen years old. If he continues to practice at this speed, he can easily join the ranks of genius.

If he knew the real time spent by Li Qingshan, he would be surprised to pull the eyeballs out, only three months, not Liu Chuanfeng so for nine months.

Although it can continuously absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refining gas is not enough as long as it has spiritual energy. It was not so quickly repaired to the seventh layer of refining gas until he discovered another wonderful use of Dantian sword energy.

Forcefully open the meridians. (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.)