Legend of the Great Saint

Han Qiongzhi saw that Li Qingshan's thoughts did not belong, smiled slightly, and waved his hand in front of him: “What are you thinking? ”

Li Qingshan said: “I want to deal with this Xiao Xiao's countermeasures. ”

Han Jong-chi frowned: “Is there really a way? ”

“Try it.” Li Qingshan smiled slightly, bronze face, sunny confidence.

Han Qiongzhi's heart fluttered and the cup stopped in his hand.

“Master Han, please go back. ”

Qian Yongxuan came to Zhuxuan Qian, bowed his head to salute, seemed to have never heard of everything in front of him.

“Thank you for the drink.” Han Qiongzhi dropped the glass and fled in a hurry.

Li Qingshan sent her away. She fell on Qian Jungzhi. The smile suddenly disappeared and turned into a winter suicide.

“Qian Jung-chun, I was just looking for you? Can you explain the ancient city to me? ”

Regarding what Qian Jung-yin did, Gu Yan Shadow issued a sealed order. It was a little protection for this great “Night Eagle”, and not many people knew what was inside. Li Qingshan was also able to guess two or two based on his knowledge of Qian Yongxian.

Qian Jungzhi walked to the hallway, sat down obliquely, picked up the glass left by Han Qiongzhi, drank it himself under Li Qingshan's attention, and began to tell the story.

After listening, Li Qingshan couldn't help but feel saddened. In the months of his closure, although she had not made much progress, she was not idle and was drilling in her own way.

“You won't be in any danger, Ann won't be in any danger, and I don't have the right to remind you of anything. ”

“Are you sure there's no danger? ”

“No, but that's just because we're too weak. From today on, I can't leave Hundred Sutras.” Qian Jung-chun had a drink.

Li Qingshan, Bailian Notre Dame is so badly injured, it is still as simple as grinding bugs. She is the number one traitor of Bailian religion, and will have to live a careful life from now on. Betrayal for profit ultimately pays for its betrayal.

“President Gu promised to take me to Ruyi County if I could build a foundation. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Turns out she has arranged a way back for you. ”

“Back road? How long will it take me to build a foundation for 10, 20, 50 years? The biggest possibility is that the foundation can't be repaired, even if it is barely repaired, will it be safe in Ruyi County?” Qian Yongzhen grinned. Gu Yanshao gave her a generous gift, but she was not Xiao An, not Chu Tian, not even Li Qingshan. With her credentials, she can get to the sixth floor of the refiner, even if it's pathetic.

She hated Gu Yanshadow deeply beyond her control, hated her for manipulating herself like a chess piece, hated her for clearly seeing through her own hatred and still not paying attention to it. I hate myself even for not having the ability to bite back.

Li Qingshan was tacitly hated by a brother-in-law Jindan. There was no place for her in the world. This vicious woman who walked with him to hundreds of houses of worship, though it looked like scenery, was on a desperate path.

Qian Jong-yi stood up and took out a bunch of things from the hundred bags, a large amount of Dan medicine and spiritual stones, even one of which had a way of traveling Dan, and many Chinese quality spiritual apparatuses, as well as an excellent spiritual apparatus. Taoist Dan and Pokémon apparatus are all given by Gu Yan Shadow. For a gas refiner, it is a treasure.

Li Qingshan also suspected that Qian Yongqing was drunk and more drunk than Qian Tanqing.

“I'm going on a mission. I'll keep these for you first. If I can't come back, I'll give them to Ann. ”

“Now?” Li Qingshan also stunned. Hearing about the powerful monk, she knew some tricks. Now that she is out, she is not throwing herself into the net, I am afraid the Virgin of White Lotus will torture her to death.

“I don't want to die, I just don't want to live like this.” Qian Yungmei smiled and closed her hair. She had just tamed her destiny and could plan according to her will. Now because of Bai Lian religion, she had lost room to move around, and any plan was filled with the possibility of failure, which was even more intolerable than death.

Now, she's going to fight again just so she can stop living on it.

At this time, the sky twisted a little, dense fog and sealed off hundreds of islands again. After repeated days of robbery, the Dragonsnake Battalion finally began to run again, protecting the hundreds of disciples.

Many disciples in the Hundred Sutras, stopped, walked out of the building, looked up.

They whispered to each other: "That's great! ”

“I used to feel constrained, and now I feel like I don't have clothes without this. ”

Numerous fearful hearts have recovered from the reboot of this great array.

Qian Yongxue laughed at himself, left Yunfeng Island, left Hundred Sutras, and stepped into the fate of the Weird Clouds.

Li Qingshan put those things away without blessing or curse.

I glanced at the sky and went back to the house to start writing.

Paper group dropped all over the place, Li Qingshan's anguish, Li Baidu wine poetry hundreds, he Li Qingshan wine can't write a fairy tale?

Spirit flashed in his heart, Li Qingshan rose up, “That's not how this story was written! ”

Coming to Yunfeng Society, Sun Fubai and Liu Chuanfeng are making intense changes to his novel, but this amount of work is not necessary. A million-word novel needs to be modified in its entirety, and it has to be able to respond back and forth, even if it doesn't go to sleep, and it can't be changed in a few days.

Sun Fubai also said: "Qingshan, this time is too hasty. ”

“Try your best.” Li Qingshan turned to Liu Chuan Fengdao again: “Draw something for me. ”

“I don't have time!” Liu Chuanfeng shouted.

“Then I'll go find another painter.” Li Qingshan remembered that Yunfeng also had many painters, who were specially designed to illustrate novels.

Li Qingshan ordered a young painter who knew how to draw pencils, and then said what he thought, and they drew pictures.

After the tour of Li Qingshan, the people of Yunfeng Society knew that this is one of the three major eastern masters. How dare you be lazy and hurry up and draw up the strength to eat milk.

Li Qingshan sat down. After a moment, a painter handed over the painted sample: “Dongjia, you can see this.” Another painter hastened the pace.

At first glance, Li Qingshan was truly alive and exquisite. The image of a poor teenager jumped on paper, but Li Qingshan shook his head: “No, the painting is wonderful! ”

The painters looked at each other differently.

“This is for the child, try to be as simple and clear as possible, and don't leave any blanks, be full color.” Li Qingshan affirmed his thoughts in his heart. This story had to be pictured to express that kind of magic. In the beginning, he was looking at a drawing book.

And it is important to ensure that children know only a limited number of words based on the intent of the diagram. Think about it, what he's doing is not a novel anymore, but a comic strip or a comic strip.

But the original novelist, Ben, was told that he was not bound by words, and that by whatever means, as long as people knew and believed, he was going to defeat the painter by the means of the painter.

In the evening, the painting style was finally set, but it was streamlined and streamlined, and the paintings painted by the two artists were still much more refined than the books he remembered.

Then immediately gather all the painters who specialize in painting, and start imitating, and the story is very simple, with less than a hundred pages in total.

Finally, Li Qingshan, with simple to childish narratives, became a book of painting.

Li Qingshan is in the hand. This manuscript is the key to the character in the summons, and also defeats the killer of the painter Qing Danqing.

……

Qinghe Mansion, 60 miles away, in a small town.

Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock on

In the alley, the door opened, and a little head popped out: "Uncle Lang, do you have any sugar? ”

“Yes, sesame sugar, malt sugar, sweet soufflé, everything!” The cargo man pulled his throat and sings a string of names.

A group of child monkeys came out, surrounded by the cargo man, and pinched several copper plates in his palm.

“What is this?” A child sees the cargo on top of it, the bright pile of paintings, with four words on it, and he only knows one “horse”.

"- [sic]" Just the tip of your eye, take a look. ”

The children's hands, looking over it, may not understand the contents of the book, just that beautiful painting attracted their hearts and minds, their hearts suddenly wobbled, buy sugar or buy a book?

“How much is this book? I bought it!” A fat boy said, he had more copper in his hand than any of his little buddies.

“Me too!” The oldest child said that he had read in private school and understood the text below. He was immediately attracted to the story in the book, even if he didn't eat sugar.

"'No money,' said the cargo man. 'It's a gift, one for each person, not a lot! ”

The kids cheered for a while.

“Can I have it, too?” A child was frightened, compared to the cotton padded coat on his companion, he wore patched clothes and looked extra thin, he didn't have a copper plate in his hand, just to make a fuss.

“Here you go!” The cargo man stuffed two more pieces of sugar in the child's mouth, sent out these books, got more silver money than usual to sell the whole load, can have a good year, and I am extremely happy.

The cargo man went away and the children gathered together.

“Beautiful." “What is this painting? ”

The oldest child learned to cough twice: "Come, I'll read it to you! ”

……

Sun Shuping took a new chapter from Sun Fu Bo. He was going to go back and study it first, figure out what to say, and then teach the other scribes.

Though I think it's better to change the book than it is to change it, I'm glad it hasn't changed much. Some tips, if you can say so, are more colorful. A knife cuts off the top of the light, but it's also interesting.

That little East family looks young, this is really good at writing, more powerful than those two East families, Fengyue master.

PS: Think of the bareback festival as non-existent, yes, just ignore it, it doesn't matter what a woman is, as long as you have a monthly ticket, hehe, tears are all over the face (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.)