Legend of the Great Saint

Although the time is a little urgent, Sun Shu's footsteps are still steady. He has a red light on his face and changed his clothes to fur. The whole person looks shivering in spirit, very different from the old talker who was poor in the past.

Now his job is to teach young storytellers for the Cloud Fairy Society, and his income is impressive.

Though he is usually no longer needed to throw his head off, he still can't help but come to the stage to say a few words and celebrate. One is the technical itch, and then again, the reward of money that comes on stage is also your own, the cloud nothingness society does not take any points.

Sun Shuping often felt embarrassed. He advised the Dong family to smoke some silver for long-term consideration. He now considers Yunfeng Society to be half the family. Naturally, he hopes that Yunfeng Society will be able to grow and flourish in the long run, so that their low-class artists can straighten up their waist bar as human beings.

Back in the room, I saw the disciple, Little Rock, gathering together and looking at a picture book, frowned: “Little Rock, don't warm up the book, get ready to go on stage, what are you looking at?” Sun Shu Ping originally did not intend to let his disciples continue in this business, but after joining the Cloud Fairy Society, he changed his mind and was about to cultivate him well.

Little Rock raised his head: "Master, I'm going to say this book! ”

Li Qingshan has read this album, Sun Shuping has read it once. Although it is interesting, it is just a story of children. There is hardly any text, and the length is too short. It is not suitable for singing books and songs, so it is not very serious.

Listening to Little Rock at the moment, it's also nice to make this story into a series of small pieces, just to get Little Rock on stage to practice his mouth.

Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai also knew that this album existed and could be promoted so quickly, thanks to Sun Fubai's connections, but also felt that such a small album that did not conform to the novelist's norms could not be countered with the painter's Qingdanqing. Then he left the matter behind his head and focused more on reforming Li Qingshan's book.

Every chapter is improved, it immediately spreads through the mouth of the scribe, but the effect is excellent. Cloud fiction club has followed the fame, filling both of them with confidence, more than a dozen days have passed.

In Li Qingshan Jing's sitting room, she looked at herself, and the stars and dots of wisdom gathered together to shine bright light.

One by one, in two groups, his book spreads quickly. In every teahouse wine restaurant, every child at the crossroads, Li Qingshan's fame, is spreading a little bit, into a little faith, into the sea of willpower.

Meanwhile, the practice of "Bull Demon Fist" has never been terminated in a day. Dan medicine bought with the spirit stone has gone nearly half way, about another half month, and can be taken to the next level.

Looking at the darkness of the sky, Li Qingshan looked for thought. She should have come soon. After another half hour, Xiao 'an appeared outside the door and plunged into Li Qingshan's arms. Her face was a little angry.

“Who made us so angry?” Li Qingshan grinned and caressed her long hair.

During this time, Xiao 'an was also busy and powerful. After reading the high priests invited by the master, he came from all over the place. Each of them, Xiao 'an had to go to see him. He had to say two Buddhist spells and fight a few chances, which was a test.

If you accidentally bring one or two disciples next to the high priest, it will be even more troublesome. You have to be smarter than one disciple, and you have to wave three feet without wind.

With Xiao 'an's Buddhist studies, the master naturally won the grand victory, earned face, every day was joyful, but Xiao 'an was annoying and powerful, which greatly damaged her time with Li Qingshan.

She would rather snuggle in his arms than fight those monks.

She changed to a more comfortable position: “Zhu Yan White Bone Road is absolutely right, these bunch of bald donkeys should all burn! Today's little nun with the old nun belt, clearly can't argue with me, but she has to let me cut her hair, otherwise it's six unclean, I lost.” She doesn't care about winning or losing, but she doesn't want to waste time.

Li Qingshan smiled dumbly and pinched her nose tip: “Looks like you understand Zhu Yan White Bone Road and are another layer taller. ”

“No, it's not.” Xiao An pinched his palm and looked closely at the lines above, his eyes flashed a few times, suddenly wondering: “Let's close it! ”

Since when has the boring closure become her favorite thing, an absolutely uninterrupted solitude.

Li Qingshan said: “The Law Society will officially begin soon. Now go to shut down. After reading the master must eat me. You, listen carefully, surely have a deeper understanding of" Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road ". ”

Xiao 'an was just being petite. In front of him, she would always be a little "normal”.

Li Qingshan said: "There are only two of us on the island right now. Let's just consider it closed for a few hours! ”

Xiao An Jiao said: “Okay. ”

The next morning, sandalwood, Xiao 'an had already left. Since the arrival of the first high monk, the daily morning classes of the Temple were conducted by her. This was a great honor, but it also caused her particular anguish.

As soon as the master knew that her disciple was difficult to fool, she was afraid that she would persist in walking up and let others laugh, so he gave her a lot of Dan medicine. In order to earn Li Qingshan a Dan medicine, she also had to take seriously the responsibility of the Buddha's chief disciple. As long as she could help him, this moment of separation became tolerable.

Li Qingshan took the Dan medicine she gave her. She was happy, but she also felt a little strange. Shake your head, throw this weird idea out of your head.

Qian Yongzhi left something behind, he didn't tell Xiao An, as her guardian, he didn't want Xiao An to get involved with that kind of woman.

Of course, if Qian Jung-yi really dies outside, he can tell Xiao An that the dead won't have any impact on Xiao An's future anyway.

Nevertheless, no such news has ever been heard.

I only heard from Han Jongzhi that Qian Yongqing completed one task safely, and immediately took on a second task, which was located further away from the main camp of the Eagle Wolf Guard in Qinghe River Mansion. It's like looking for death.

But Li Qingshan always felt that she would not have died out there so simply. If she wasn't certain, she would never have done so.

It's just that her life and death had nothing to do with him.

Li Qingshan got up, walked to the depths of the bamboo forest and started practicing boxing. Xiao 'an was working for him. How could he be impatient?

Listening only to an unnatural tremor from the leaves, Li Qingshan suddenly turned back and punched out.

A bang fell into an iron cast.

Li Qingshan said: "Iron coat, what are you doing here? ”

“Pay it back!” Han Iron Clothes had a slight surprise in his heart, and the power of that punch made his hand hurt slightly.

“Almost forgot, you still owe me two punches.” Li Qingshan waved his fist, and the Korean iron coat retracted very quickly, disappearing into the bamboo forest.

“Come to the soldier's stadium, don't forget, you also have a bill to pay back. ”

“Unfortunately, my life is my favorite. I don't like paying my debts!” Li Qingshan was like an arrow from a string, catching up straight away. (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.)