Legend of the Great Saint

Liu Changqing frowned. How could this disciple know magic tricks, but seeing her as a friend of Chutian's, and indeed reassuring Chutian's heart, he would not stop.

Qian Yongzhi took the opportunity of the great turmoil in Chu Tianxin's heart to deeply imprint his shadow on his heart.

Of course, it's not the kind of thing that seeds, she wouldn't, she would, she wouldn't dare to do it in front of so many heads of household.

Her charm is completely harmless and at best makes it easy for Chu Tian to cultivate fondness and love for her. And that's enough, and that's more in line with her aesthetics than the kind of crude means of seeding ideas.

She knew that Chutian had the same secret things not even the two young girls beside her had not told her, but under her words, she knew that such things existed. What exactly was it that made her arrogant Chutian so careful?

Whatever it is, that thing, she's gonna get it. At worst, there can be a powerful and easy to manipulate batter, and at worst, a humanoid. It's not easy to digest just because the five lines are genuine.

Chu Tian regained his fighting spirit and stared at Li Qingshan with a hateful look: “Li Qingshan, you are lucky this time, I will not let you go. I told you, I will kill you, nobody can stop you. ”

Li Qingshan said casually: "Waiting for you. ”

Chu Tianxin relaxed and fell into a coma. The two young girls beside him said to Qian Yung Yung: “I'm sorry, Sister Qian, we were wrong about you. ”

Qian Yongxue sighed: “I can understand your feelings and take good care of him. ”

Although Li Qingshan doesn't understand the reason, he still feels a little sad for Chutian. I hope you haven't been swallowed up by this venomous snake before you recover. I want to earn some more spiritual stones!

Chu Tian was taken to Benxin Island by the doctor's master for treatment. In the blink of an eye, the owners and the chief disappeared.

“Qingshan, you don't have to save mustard for my Confucian family. This battle is not necessarily a bad thing for Chu Tian. A hundred Sutras can produce a genius like you, but also a fortunate thing. In Daxian Island, there will be many swordsmanship trials. You can come and participate. Your sword is very interesting.” Changqing Liu left a message before leaving, showing a sense of human style.

At this time, Hana praised Li Qingshan: “Where's your wolf card? ”

Li Qingshan shocked. Did Wang Park really look at himself to this extent? He really wanted to erase his duties as a hawk wolf guard, but he didn't say much. He took out the black iron wolf card and handed it to Hana for praise.

Hana praised him and gave him a red bronze wolf medal. Red clear wolf plaque, fine texture, recognizable hair, holding in hand, heavy.

Li Qingshan said: “Is this? ”

"Congratulations, you've been promoted," praised Hana. "The old king asked me to give you this. In the future, if you want to find out about the news or earn spiritual stones, you can visit the Eagle Wolf Guard in Qinghe Province. ”

“Yes!” said Li Qingshan, smiling. One always has to prove oneself if one wants to be recognized by others.

Wang Park Shin and Li Qingshan did not have any hatred, just because the first impression was bad, and then things were not harmonious. Up until today, Li Qingshan proved himself, not to say that Wang Park Shin became fond of Li Qingshan, but whether he hated it or liked it, this man was entitled to such status, which is the code of conduct of the legal disciples.

“Now, go celebrate!” Hana praised Li Qingshan for climbing his shoulder and greeted Han Iron Clothes from afar: “Iron Clothes, don't go, you too. ”

“Can I have one?” The Daoist chief, the dust laughed up front.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly. "If you're a friend, how come you don't have a glass of wine? ”

On this day, Li Qingshan drank a lot of wine. Li Qingshan and Hua praised each other for drinking.

The flower praise was quickly inedible, his face was red, and he picked up a few sentences between them. He exaggerated the amount of alcohol in the Korean iron coat, and somehow became Li Qingshan and the Korean iron coat.

Han Iron Clothes was always cold in the face when the good spirits came to the altar. Even his face didn't change. It made Li Qingshan's heart beat drums for a while.

After drinking in the thirties, Han Iron Clothes suddenly closed his eyes and fell like a piece of wood. He couldn't get drunk.

“Or I won.” Li Qingshan laughed, heard Hana Cheng run away for him, and went to toast her, but he made a big blush.

Li Qingshan clapped her breasts while she was enjoying herself: “Miss Hana, you are like your brother, a good man. If you have any problems in the future, please come to me! ”

Even if he didn't drink alcohol, he would have promised to get out of poverty because of her help in Lin Lake City, and gave him a puppet for free as a birthday present. He is a man of distinguished bounty. Perhaps his vengeance will be avenged, but the bounty of a meal will be repaid.

“Really?” Flowers blink.

“Really.” Li Qingshan never pursued anything, but promises made to his friends, he would never depend on it.

“Okay, let's make a deal.” Hana Seung-lu picked up the glass and gently touched Li Qingshan, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Qingshan turned his face to find dust to drink. The dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude dude didn't come

If there is another time and place, the two of them may become master apprentices. It is just a coincidence. Instead, there is resentment. The dust dust wants to share the worries for the master, and then again, Li Qingshan feels worthy of making friends.

Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an have been in the Baijia Sutra for less than a year, but the dust dust dust is convinced that they must be the wind and cloud characters in Qinghe province, perhaps more than that.

The dust dust borrowed wine to say: “It was not my master's wish. He was very appreciative of you and often said to me, unfortunately. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Since it was the day, there is no need to mention it now. There is nothing wrong with the novelist. At least we are sitting flat, we are all the chief disciples. ”

Dirty Daoists, though they have pitted him, have not saved their hearts to hurt him, but at best want to vent their gas. Li Qingshan didn't let him out of this tone. He scolded him a few words. With Dirty Daoist cultivation status, his heart was a little narrower. For Li Qingshan, it could be an infinite amount of trouble, and it can be seen that his people also have their own fears.

Why is Li Qingshan so obsessed with this?

Zhang Lanqing stood beside him with a smile. His face was also dark and red. If he counted carefully, he found that there were five chiefs present, Buddhist warfare, and out of Li Qingshan, the novelist chief, none of them were the ringing crowd.

Wherever they go, they shine bright lights.

Li Qingshan returned to Yunfeng Island alone, Xiao An went to Leakless Island. She was the head of the Buddha family, and stayed on Leakless Island for no more time than Xiao Shami. Even if she doesn't understand the world anymore, she also knows that this is not appropriate, and she has another important mission to help Li Qingshan collect Dan medicine to complete that last step.

Though she was in a complicated mood, she was always happy to see her chief disciple come back. Without waiting for Xiao An to ask, she gave her many Dan medicine for her next practice.

Whatever the mood, it would be a terrible thing to let such a wild genius be entrusted in one's own island, or waste time because of a lack of dandruff.

If he knew why, he might have thought of touching the ground with his head. Luckily, however, he will probably never know how many Dan pills other disciples take, how many exercises they complete, and probably how much more they can calculate, who can calculate her practice?

Xiao 'an also did not need these dan drugs, now the real qi condensed in the body, but the presence of mirror flowers and water moon, practicing "Zhu Yan White Bone Road", or based on the refining of blood and flesh.

Li Qingshan has promised to take her out for a while. Um, that's what he said. In her ear, it's "Big Happy".

Xiao 'an said: “Master, I want to hear your scriptures. ”

“Okay, okay, I'll tell you which one you want to hear.” Read the great joy of the master. The scripture is a Buddhist disciple, an extremely important part of the practice, but it is also extremely easy to ignore, especially for the genius disciples.

In the face of ordinary disciples, the master will say to them: “Only by understanding the Buddha's refinement and practicing the Buddha's pharmacy will we be able to do half the work.” But Xiao 'an, the speed of practice, how can we multiply it by half? Nowadays Xiao 'an can ask for sutra without complaining, of course he is heartfelt joy.

Little Amber who knows how to practice "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road" understands this. Although she has read the jade called "Tibetan Sutra" briefly, the Buddha, unlike Kendo, with your wisdom even higher, cannot simply grasp the scriptures.

In a sense, purely ideological scriptures are much more complex than most methods.

Ando Xiao: “All. ”

The Master can only laugh bitterly. The Buddha's scripture is as smoky as a sea of smoke. Although he has seen it, only a part of it is specially researched. It is already quite remarkable.

If Xiao An doesn't talk, it's a difficult problem. After reading the master scratching his head, he finally made up his mind. He is going to hold a law meeting to invite Qing He Fu, no, Ruyi County Jiu Fu, all the Buddhist monks he knows, to come to Qing He Fu to speak for her.

This kind of "sin” can't just let him suffer, imagine the brothers and sisters, she can't talk, he has some hidden expectations in his heart.

“Amitabha, sin! ”

Li Qingshan stepped on the snow and returned. Liu Chuanfeng raised his head vigorously and straightened his neck. "Did you win?” Because of his last experience, this duel, he didn't dare to see it.

“Win. ”

Liu Chuanfeng danced and danced: “Great, great! Hahahahaha, God help me novelist, who dares to look down on me in the future!” (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.)