Legend of the Great Saint

At the behest of Li Qingshan, Xiao An tried to take a black lotus seed. Suddenly, a very pure flesh serum, under the flame, released, enough to withstand the flesh of thousands of people.

Xiao An immediately practiced and thoroughly refined this lotus seed.

Li Qingshan also relaxed, he wanted to take Xiaoan out for another round of execution, but that took a long time to say, and was easy to suspect.

Biological homicide can explain why, but the bodies are missing. It's not easy to explain. It's bad if someone is watching you. With these lotus seeds, they can be practiced for at least a long time, at least without dragging the hind legs away because there is no flesh to eat.

Let Xiao An stay here to practice, Li Qingshan pushed open the door, the moon star is rare, white snow is full, he also has to prepare for his own path.

On this night, Li Qingshan went to Renxin Island and Doesn't Do Anything Island, looking for dust and hearts. Taoists and doctors are good at alchemy. As chiefs of both families, they have a batch of Dan medicine in their hands. They have chosen to buy some with higher grades, and they have been instructed not to tell others.

After this great robbery, they were both too busy to deal with each other. For example, the heart was busy healing patients, and the dust dust was a substitute for the unturned dirty Daoist, dealing with the affairs of the Daoist family, saying a few words, hurriedly trading Dan medicine, so they were busy, even though the heart had no joke.

Finally, he went to the grocery store on Golden and Silver Island, where he replaced all the remaining spirit stones he had with Dan Yao, paid a little attention to the price of other things, and found that the price of spirit apparatus and spirit charms began to rise.

After this war, the impact on practitioners can be imagined. Li Qingshan thought about it and still did not sell the spirit spirit spirit in his hand.

Returning to Yunnan Island, Xiao An is still sitting still. It seems to take some time to refine this black lotus seed.

Li Qingshan also did not disturb her, summarized the harvest tonight, because try to pick a higher grade of Dan medicine to buy, so various numbers are not very large, but should be enough for him to make "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" into the third weight.

He does not intend to practise exclusively in closed confinement, he only needs to take Dan medicine daily and practice boxing, I think it won't take long to succeed. At that time, his strength will be stronger again, and he will survive the holocaust with much more certainty.

As the sky was just glowing, Hao Pingyang came to visit and told Li Qingshan that one news - Zhang Lanqing was dead.

Died in the hands of a White Lotus altar lord, but after one stroke, it became useless, and there was no room for resistance. Hao Pingyang was already dead if the altar master didn't want to capture him alive.

Speaking of which, Hao Pingyang sounded dull and his eyes turned red.

Li Qingshan remained silent for a long time: “What can I do? ”

“I just came to tell you that his revenge, too, has been avenged, and I'm going to his house.” Hao Pingyang said another nonsense and left.

It's that dark-skinned, honest man who left the last thing behind.

Li Qingshan was silent for a while, and started practicing boxing. In the empty and silent bamboo forest, he practiced Bull Demon Fist again and again. Only after exhausting the last bit of energy, did he fall on the ground in his pants.

The sky lit up a little, and on this day, a collective funeral was held in Bingming Island, said to be a funeral, but most of the dead practitioners did not leave their bodies behind, even if there were bodies, they were sent home to be buried.

The disciples put lights on Lake Dragonsnake to commemorate the same windows they knew or didn't know.

Li Qingshan looked at it from a distance, and the light flame scattered in the dark. He gradually moved further away and returned to Yunfeng Island to continue his practice.

A Dan medicine, transformed into a tiny bit of medicine, merged into his body, and then into a force, flourishing in his body, waiting to be released.

……

On Bing Ming Island, a pavilion rose to the ground, and under the influence of Mo Jia machinery, the speed of the building, not to mention the many other institutional buildings, was astonishing.

The top of the pavilion, the twelve heads of households, came together.

Dirty Daoist's face was full of shame. He chased down Lord Black Lotus, but he failed. When the master looked at him, he almost jumped up and yelled at him, but he didn't do it considering the current atmosphere.

Huang Tuongdou smoked a large mouthful of dry cigarette bags, the farmer lost a lot, not his disciples, but his precious field orchards, the scourge was not light, Bai Lian taught the disciples, seeing so many spiritual fruits, mature or not, forcibly picked, although they were all recovered, but also lost a lot.

They are the chief disciples, sitting on their knees in silence, in the position behind their tilts.

Only Wang Park himself, empty a position, the flower praised to close, with his character, would so disregard the big picture, can see how determined he is in his heart.

Xiao 'an, dressed in clothes, soft curved long hair, barely used wooden chai as a hairpin, still long drooped behind her, she digested a black lotus seed, the modification of "Zhu Yan White Bone Road" has grown, by the way, the refiner was pushed to the eighth floor, so as to better meet the identity of a chief disciple, and also deserve to read the psychotropic medicine given by the master.

Li Qingshan's gaze swept her heart. She turned her head slightly and the corner of her mouth slightly. This major event, which shook hundreds of households, did not seem to have any effect on her. I believe that if she did not take into account the feelings of others, she would still be able to laugh carelessly.

This is more than not having a doctor's parents' heart. It's like not having a heart and lungs. Li Qingshan glanced at her without anger.

Changqing Liu, the housekeeper, was still in the first place, coughed twice, attracted the attention of all, and said: “Hundred Sutras, this has changed greatly..."

After a painful mourning, the conversation suddenly turned: "… but also revealed many vulnerabilities. Some homeowners, weak and incompetent, can't even take care of their own waist cards, what else is the face of stealing from the homeowner? ”

Although no name was named, everyone looked at Liu Chuanfeng at the end. This drunken dream did not allow him to escape completely.

Liu Chuanfeng looked embarrassed for a while, but got used to it. Anyway, Liu Changqing was not qualified to dismiss his master's position. The reason he lost his waist medal was not part of the plan. He could not stop it.

"My hundred households urgently need a capable and responsible homeowner to look after the great battle of Cloud Island," said Changqing Liu. ”

Li Qingshan's heart is strange. He can't occupy the two islands. The owners are also broken apart!

"In order to supplement the lost power of my hundred households as soon as possible," said Changqing Liu, "I propose to settle in the hundred houses of the Qinghe Mansion, guarding the Great Array of Cloudy Island. Please come out!” (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.)