Legend of the Great Saint

In the sky, Li Qingshan sat on the cloud block with his legs. He felt a great divine charm and gathered his wisdom much faster.

If belief is a force, then in the next city, people are beginning to believe in an illusion.

“Go, go to the next stop! ”

Li Qingshan cruised all over the place. All the tasks were carefully selected by him. The number of tasks involved was extensive, but super simple. Basically, the main goal was to fight the people of Jianghu.

Not that he couldn't accomplish the more difficult task, believing that as long as he and Xiao 'an can't strike at the level of refiner, the key is for him to write the characters to be brilliant, and when it comes to refiner, there is a lot of trouble and get out of mortal perception.

He's going to cut down the master of the Palace of the Swords, and the people don't know who it is! It is the people who are happy to strike at the bullying of male and female bullies and to cross the country with the gentry of the indigenous people.

Gradually, the image of a teenage hero was raised in the hearts and minds of the people.

Yes, the teenager, Li Qingshan was originally set in his heart as a half a child, but the child grew up in legend, and every time he illusioned it, it was different, in order to better fit the image people expected, appeared in the world.

Every roof is under discussion, and the patches on juvenile clothes become less and less, and the colour of the belt is red instead of green. The brush on the right hand is always the same, but sometimes the left hand holds the flute and sometimes the gourd.

His final appearance is the integration of thousands of letters with wishful thinking.

At the same time, the ability of the Great Derivative Charm to collect has multiplied, and that young hero has become more and more real and powerful.

Even the light of the living man flashed in his eyes, making Li Qingshan's heart darkly amaze. The novelist Famen's divinity.

Of course, he still doesn't have the ability to think independently. He can't be a living person. He can only be mechanical, say some programmatic lines. At a critical time, Li Qingshan is required to manipulate like a puppet in the dark.

But Li Qingshan felt that he was no longer limited by his willpower, but by the realm of the Great Derivative Charm.

And the realm of the Great Derivative is high and low, subject to the refining of gas to high and low. Only by surviving the heavenly robbery and converting true Qi into spiritual energy can the Great Derivative be reconstructed to give it greater power. At that time, he might really be able to communicate like a living child.

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At the top of the tallest tower in the city, Zhao Lingshipan stood by his hand, looking cold at the shadow of the tiger riding away, leaping on his back, stretching out a pair of metal wings behind him, gliding past the sky, straight after him.

A shout, a wind, falling from the sky, landed in front of the teenager.

“Who are you and why are you blocking my way?” Juveniles say with an exaggerated expression like a play.

Zhao Lingzhu coldly said: "Which painter are you a disciple of? How dare you learn other people's warrior righteousness and fight against tyranny? You can fool mortals, but you can't fool me! ”

“Who are you and why are you blocking my way?” Juveniles still say it with an exaggerated expression like a play.

“Do you know who you killed in Yutai Mountain?” Zhao Lingshu frowned. He came from the burglar's nest. His father and brother were all burglars. Because of his talent for refining gas, he was seen by a large gang of Six-Council leaders named Zhenqing River Mansion. He was accepted as a disciple and cultivated for many years. Today, he is on the seventh floor of refining gas. I didn't expect to return home, but I found all his relatives dead, not even scum left.

“Who are you and why are you blocking my way?” Juveniles say it again with an exaggerated expression like a play.

If Zhao Ling had ever played a game, he would definitely be familiar with the scene. No way, although teenagers look like real people and can even show a lot of powerful means, they are not human.

Exactly because I haven't played, Zhao Lingshu was furious: “You killed all my family! I want you dead! ”

So-so! The long sword behind the back sheaths, such as electric shock, such as a traveling dragon, around the juvenile neck.

Zhao Ling has already seen the appearance of a young man with a different head. He came to avenge his death. It was not a heat in the head, and he was secretly investigating for a long time. Although the young man had the means of painting, the painting was no more than three or four layers of refining gas and was not at all fearful.

Sure enough, the boy was just stuck in his face, staring at the flying sword stab, unresponsive.

Looking at the revenge of the Great Revenge, Zhao Lingshu felt a period of independent loneliness. As a practitioner, he was destined to follow a path of loneliness. Goodbye father, goodbye brothers, please protect me under the Nine Springs!

The flying sword stabbed an empty sky, the teenager disappeared, and the giant tiger pressed into a thin painting, flying into the air, Zhao Lingshu stunned for a moment.

“Hey, what's wrong with you? ”

A man in green with a child, stepped on the white cloud from the sky and drank heavily to Zhao Lingshu.

Li Qingshan was distracted and Xiao 'an said a few words in the sky. He saw it as soon as he twisted his face. The flying sword killed him. He immediately dispersed his wisdom and recalled the giant tiger.

Zhao Lingshu coldly said: “So you're behind all this? ”

Xiao 'an has been looking at the six roads, listening to all directions, and talking to Li Qingshan.

“I said," Why are you so rampant, you're behind this? "” Li Qingshan only understood the reason for the incident. He was angry. He had some impression there, because rescuing more than a dozen women in the burglary, they were all played with as adults, and some were insane.

Legend has it that he has never even met Green Forest Hodger, who was a warrior and a substitute for Skywalker.

“Mortals are like termites. They can't escape the fate of being played and killed. If you admit it, then die!” Zhao Lingshu's hand pinched the sword, and the flying sword lighted up.

Li Qingshan emitted a breath of only seven layers of refining gas. The child next to him was just a mortal. He had absolute certainty that he would be able to kill them on the spot, and although things were a little unexpected, he had everything under his control. Li Qingshan went to pick up his flying sword with his hands, and laughed furthermore.

“Cut it off! ”

Li Qingshan grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands: “You look like an ant to me! ”

Zhao Lingshu continuously started the flying sword, the flying sword continued to tremble, but the tattoo did not move in Li Qingshan's hand, his heart was shocked, knowing that he met a strong hand, he was a rare alchemist. Behind the metal wings swept away, and luckily there were the Mojia twin iron wings given by Master Chin, flying freely in the air, standing undefeated.

But Li Qingshan has stepped over, faster than the flying sword, greatly disappointed.

As Zhao Ling retreated, he said: "Why should we fight each other for mortals? I've figured out that since I stepped into the practice, I should have but these secular feelings had nothing to do with them, and thank you for cutting me off. How dare you take Daoyou's name? ”

“Die, ants! ”

Li Qingshan stepped out of the wave, suddenly accelerated, instantly came to Zhao Ling's written front, his right hand flattened like a tiger claw, easily penetrated the protective qi, grabbed the skin's sternum, grabbed the hot heart, and pulled it out.

This tiger demon takes care of the practitioner, not to mention the flavor.

“How dare I die here!” Zhao Lingshu's pupils suddenly spread, “My practice is just beginning...”

Only with the last of his strength did he crush the charade for help.

People make snacks for Xiao An, and there are a few useful things in the hundred bags, especially the pair of iron wings, which is kind of interesting.

As for Zhao Lingshu's request for help, Li Qingshan did not pay any attention to it. He spent a year in the Hundred Sutras. He had an understanding of the famous Gate Pie in Qinghe Prefecture.

The Six Societies is just a club of the same nature as the Iron Fist Gate. Its owner forgot whether it was the ninth or tenth floor of gas refining. It must not be the foundation building brothers anyway. In the eyes of the people of Jianghu, it was a terrible giant hegemony, but in his and Xiao 'an's view, it was a bunch of self-propelled bags plus a quick delivery of the family barrel house, afraid they wouldn't come.

Li Qingshan even considered whether or not to stay here and wait for them to deliver the goods to the door, but who knows if the stock guard will succeed or not, eventually it is important to go back to dating Han Qiongzhi!

Leaping through the clouds.

One hour later, an old man came into the wilderness and looked around. He is the head of the Six Societies, and he has reached the ninth floor of Qi Refining, near the peak of Qi Refiner.

If Li Qingshan knew he was here so soon, he would regret not waiting a little longer.

The apprentice is connected. The old man feels that Zhao Lingshu is already the least fierce and angry. His most gifted disciple actually died here! His years of cultivation have been in vain.

Save it! Is he able to provoke anyone on the ground who can silently kill Zhao Lingshu without a trace of rivalry?

These gangs, they look mighty, all the money beauties in the worlds, they ask for it, but the whole practice is the real bottom. Neither the disciples of the Gate nor the disciples of the Hundred Sutras are able to sin at random. If they are not careful, they will cause a major doomsday disaster. Poor disciple, his heart is taller than heaven, his life thinner than paper.

A month later, the Great Derivative, the Great Light, the glow blurred the script, like a blue sun, in the air of Chechnya,

Li Qingshan smiled satisfactorily, but that was not enough. But the seeds have been sprinkled all over the earth, and then, waiting for the flowering results, there are almost three months left, which must be enough.

Li Qingshan stood in front of the eagle wolf guard house, looked up under the eagle. The vice president's room smiled suddenly: “Jongzhi, I'm here! ”

He was actually slightly excited to date a woman. After all, this was the first time he had crossed the 18th road. Little Ann took the map and went to Leakless Island, giving him plenty of time.

Bibo's swinging dragonsnake lake, bright spring, a small boat floating with waves, Li Qingshan laid quietly in the cabin, beauty side, eyes with soft waves, Englishness also turned into tender, plump lips, delicate dripping, several times driving, making a faint and clear sound.

“I'm in danger with Gu Yanshadow, you save that first?” (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.)