Legend of the Great Saint

The water was calm like a mirror, and even if it was a falling waterfall, it could not lift a tiny ripple.

Li Qingshan lowered his head, reflecting in the water, suddenly smiled at him, far more indiscriminately than the smile on his face.

Bending over, reaching out, fingertips touching the water, a layer of ripples spread endlessly across all sides, from the center to the edge of the pond, without any retreat.

Turtle Demon Dan flashes constantly, the fierce demonic energy continues to rise, is constantly consumed, nearly depleted.

Xiao 'an was also attracted to this scene, only to see at the center of the ripple, one true and two false hands, actually held together.

One hand stretched out of the water, followed by the wrist, the arm, immediately followed by the equally handsome face, the pearl-like pearl rally slipped down.

Li Qingshan dragged the other self out of the mirror shadow in the water a little bit. The appearance of the two were generally the same, without any difference.

Xiao 'an also showed a slight astonishment. Her eyes could be perforated with true and false facts, but she could not see a bit of falsehood, like a twin brother of Li Qingshan.

Talent: Mirror Flower Moon.

This is the name Li Qingshan took for it, the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water.

In other words, the so-called splitting technique of the world, in the water system, there is also the so-called splitting of water, but in fact, it is just a condensation of water, plus some illusion of the water system, it looks like a real person, but it really fights, apart from attracting the attention of the enemy and making sandbags, there is not much fighting power.

And this mirror flower moon, it seems fake and true, and completely controlled by Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan felt that his thoughts seemed to be divided into two parts. He was looking at the world from two perspectives. Seeing what he looked like was a bit odd, and he was also a little uncomfortable with manipulation.

From the side of Xiao 'an, it seemed even weirder. Two Li Qingshan stood face-to-face, and at the same time reached out and touched his ”own” face, as if looking in the mirror.

Li Qingshan raised his hand, every silk texture was so real, he could even feel the beating of his heart, the flow of blood.

This is not a fake man with water or clay, but a real splinter. People say that splitting is absenteeism, but he prefers to call it mirror.

Separating the mirror from your dignity is not an easy task, however, and you always have to manipulate it independently as a body, moving forward or backward together.

Xiao An masked his smile, there is no demon general's power.

Li Qingshan glanced at her. She raised her face and glanced back at her.

Li Qingshan couldn't help herself. Close her eyes and try to experience the feeling of drawing circles with her left hand and square with her right hand.

After a moment of stopping, Li Qingshan used demonic qi, bending his knees and treading on the water. He only rose into the sky with a split body.

Straight over the clouds, overlooking the mountains and looking out over the clouds.

The earth is full of peaks, waves of rage, and pales.

Suddenly at this pale end, you see a tiny little ups and downs, like a lying cow.

On the side of the cow lies a quiet village, many people are working near the village, quietly like a small painting, violently awakening all the memories of Li Qingshan.

It's not far from home!

For a while, forget the hardships under the fence, forget the pain of starvation. Perhaps memories beautify everything, maybe he's now relieved of it, and all that's left in his heart is a kid with a flute, riding a big blue bull, slowly walking down the hill, and, yes, that's his only asset.

He suddenly came up with a strong thought and wanted to go back and see his neighbors for years.

However, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Why bury bones in mulberry fields, where life is not green mountains. That's what he promised himself!

There's nothing left for him.

If there's anything he can't cut, one underground, one in the hundreds, one in the heavens.

He looked up at the sky and smiled, a feeling of immense freedom, so deeply reflected in that heart on the ground.

On the ground, Li Qingshan stepped out of the depths and came to Xiao 'an, half-kneeling to share his happiness. The only supporter, forever, held him tightly in his arms: “Xiao 'an, do you see? I've become so powerful that no one can bully us at random from now on. I must make them all pay. ”

Xiao 'an feels that Li Qingshan is a little different now. This is not to say that the appearance changes, but the personality differences. Compared to the human condition, demonic form of him, there is always a kind of unscrupulous tension.

She likes him better, because, at this time, he, like, always has to be happier. But either he or she is her Li Qingshan.

A Li Qingshan stepped on the earth and held his most important person in his arms.

Another Li Qingshan flew up to the blue sky and opened his arms to the sky.

Be free! Be free to do whatever you want! To be infinitely free!

Kyushu, I'm coming! Nine days, wait for me!

“Just give me a minute, will you?” Xiao An turned to smile.

Li Qingshan smelled hard on her cheek: “No matter how long! ”

Since that day, Xiao An has been in the process of being settled.

Li Qingshan left a mirror image in the deep pond to protect the law, inches and steps.

My lord wandered around, and recovered Li Qingshan's identity. He went on several missions and missed his face, so that no one could suspect that he was missing.

After his experiment, with a more realistic understanding of the abilities of the split, the existence of the split will not be affected by the return of his dignity to the human form. However, the demonic power itself can be maintained by sitting and communicating with the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, but if there is a fierce battle, it will not last long, I'm afraid.

Creating a body requires consuming all of his demonic powers at once and possessing 30% of his own fighting power. Don't underestimate this 30% fighting power, because Brother Niu left behind those three great gods, his power speed is demonic, far more than ordinary demons, combined fighting power, is even more powerful and amazing.

His identity, according to his estimation, will not be too problematic against a foundational monk like Akihae Tongue who is not good at combat. And from previous experience, the effect of this genius should be enhanced as he manipulates it, and what effect would it have had if more bodies could be pulled out of the water?

After completing another mission and obtaining several bodies, Li Qingshan hid his figure with a glass incognito mirror and returned to the edge of the pale mountains. Xiao 'an remained uncharged.

He's all right. Sit down on the tray leg and take out the superior spirit apparatus he bought under Aotearoa Mountain. The long whale absorbs water!

He does not yet have a weapon to take advantage of, and the demon will be able to refine the human apparatus and turn it into a so-called demon soldier.

A wave of powerful demons injected into it, not knowing if it was because he had already refined the apparatus, the process was unexpectedly simple.

Gradually, the shape of the longwhale absorption itself is also changing to a more normal shape of the knife handle, but at the cost of losing a lot of its original utility and not being able to spray decanter thunder and ice cream.

But these two original practical abilities, for Li Qingshan in the form of demon will be completely chicken ribs, there is no need to retain at all, his requirements for weapons are only two points, sharp and resilient.

Li Qingshan for the refinery technique, although it is only a beginner's level, with strong water control ability, forced a large number of water spirits into the long whale water absorption, the knife handle spit out the blade by inch.

A few hours later, Li Qingshan held up the long knife in his hand satisfactorily. The narrow and sharp knife was illuminated by the sun. It reflected seven colorful rainbows. He stood in front of the cold pool and waved with his hands. The waterfall in front of him was truncated from it. He couldn't help laughing.

If anyone is here, you can see a naked man standing on the edge of a cliff with a beautiful ice knife on his shoulder and a smiling face.

Yes, Li Qingshan is naked and really doesn't hang up.

After the incarnation of the demon, he felt uncomfortable wearing clothes, which is what he was born to look like. Why should he cover his clothes? So whenever he became a demon general, he took off his clothes and walked around naked.

At this point, a bloody smell came along, the smell of human blood, accompanied by a very mild shouting.

He immediately looked back and crossed the layers of trees. Although far from the mountains, he could not see the specific situation there, he aroused the curiosity of Li Qingshan. The figure flashed and disappeared into place, crossing several mountains and seeing a very familiar village, more precisely Zhuangzi.

It's also a place where hunters live, Le Mars.

Li Qingshan just remembered that the place where he practiced was actually closer to Le Ma Zhuang, deep into the mountains. At that time, however, the mountains were blocked and the mountain roads were so rough that they felt so far away.

At that time, Le Ma Zhuang was being besieged by a large group of soldiers, several of whom, if not the Torpedo Wall, had the benefit of bows and arrows, were now afraid to have been broken.

The yellow tiger stood on the sentry tower with a big bow, a full moon bow and an arrow like a meteor. Each arrow must kill one person, strike the enemy's morale hard, but it is almost exhausting, frowning. Is this where I, Le Ma Zhuang, will die?

At this moment, a voice came from the sky, easily like a walk after dinner, saying hello to the neighbor: "Yellow hunter, long time no see! ”

Huang Si Tiger was extremely nervous when he heard two words and shot an arrow, which made him realize that the voice was somewhat familiar.

At this time, the battlefield calmed down, and all the people outside the estate stood idly on their heads, only to see a white cloud descending from the sky.

Li Qingshan recovered his figure and, of course, was dressed. The believer opened the arrow and lowered the cloud head parallel to the sentry tower, laughing at the staring yellow tiger: “That's how you welcome your old friends? ”

This is a remote place. Unlike the Qinghe Mansion, we have met many practitioners. In people's minds, practitioners are no different from divine fairies. The performance of Li Qingshan now confirms people's assumptions.

“You... you are Aoyama!” (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.)