Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan laughed: “What, it's only been a few years, don't you know him? ”

Yellow Sick Tiger really has difficulty connecting the “Immortal" in front of the cloud-driven fog with the farmer boy. His insights are wider than those of ordinary people, but he has never seen it fly like this!

But two or three years later, he was already fully comfortable with his tall muscles, wide shoulders, long arms, male body, sitting in the clouds with an invisible sense of oppression. Although the facial contours have not changed much, the overall character of the person is definitely judged by two people.

Outside Zhuangzi, many sergeants lost their weapons and turned around, while the hunters in Zhuangzi, although they almost all recognized Li Qingshan, could not believe their eyes at this time.

Li Qingshan glanced at the foolish masters outside the estate and asked: “What's going on? ”

Huang Si Tiger laughed bitterly, put down the big bow and talk about the reason for the matter.

Shortly after Ye Dachuan's departure, a new county decree was sent. This time, not Ye Dachuan's type of related party, but Confucian students from the Academy. In just a year or two, Qingyang County handled a piece of iron plate and became a land emperor. The stubborn power of the “old era” of Le Ma Zhuang, and the name of the provocative county authority, became the “nail family” focused on governance.

“Qingshan, this time you must help me, you are also half Le Ma Zhuang people.” Huang Si Tiger saw that Li Qingshan did not set the pedestrian's shelf. Knowing that his mind had not changed, he pleaded.

Li Qingshan only remembered this. "At that time, I entered Le Ma Zhuang, but you entered the Dragon Tan Tiger Cave. You are also a first-rate expert now. Why are you still in this house? Remember when you said you wanted to make another run for it. ”

Now Huang Si Tiger is also known as Sick Tiger, but his face is red and his spirit is trembling. Obviously, those wines play a significant role. He has worked hard to repair his inner strength and has been promoted to the ranks of the best.

Huang Si Tiger looked back at Zhuangzi: “The new county orders are aggressive, how can I walk away? ”

Li Qingshan patted him on the shoulder: “Got any wine? ”

Huang Si Tiger's face rejoiced and turned to Zhuang to drink: “Bring the wine! ”

A pot of wine was brought up, and the two drank on the sentry tower. Indeed, not long after, the new county decree was informed, and they rushed over. Instead of riding the horse and not sitting in the sedan, they did light work and floated. In these days, scholars are not synonymous with Wen Wei, and endogenous swordsmanship is a compulsory subject.

The new county is not too old. When he saw Li Qingshan, he changed his face. Although he was also a first-rate expert, his insights were higher than those of a yellow tiger. His heart was clear. The senior gas refiner immediately became very respectful. He heard about the identity of his eagle wolf guard, and he was even more careful.

Li Qingshan was not biased towards Huang Si Hu. He asked the county order to come up and mediate for the two of them. He asked the county order to stop the knife soldiers and let Huang Si Hu change the name of Le Ma Zhuang, a tree of great charm, to avoid unnecessary killing.

How dare they not be mediated? Shake hands and make peace.

After drinking, Li Qingshan patted Huang Si Tiger's shoulder: “Do not let others snore on the side of the bed, Brother Huang should make another living!” Stuff a Dan pill in his hand.

At first glance, Huang Si Tiger said, “Congenital Dan!” It was too late to thank the clouds, which had crossed the mountains and had gone missing.

……

As the spring flowers blossomed, Xiao An stood up from the cave and walked towards the sun, tearing his shirt apart with the thunder of a whistle and stripping his flesh.

Blood boils instantly, and heavenly, state-colored bodies, most of which have become coke, then fly ash, eventually leaving only one white bone.

She walked slowly, but never stopped, and the horrific holocaust could not shake her. Because he's waiting for her outside! He can't leave us behind! Be with him forever!

With that in mind, she finally walked out of the cave. Li Qingshan was standing on the surface of the water, looking back at the shape of a cloud, she turned around and smiled. She placed a wildflower that she didn't know had folded somewhere on her hand, and smiled: "Go! ”

Flowers withered and smiles blossomed.

……

On Qingdong Mountain, after more than two years of development, the weather finally recovered a few points.

In that extraordinarily dark hall at the top of Mt. Aotearoa, the elderly people of Mt. Miyama sat opposite each other.

The old man's eyebrows became more messy and hybrid, like a mess, two wise eyes, but hidden worries.

The face of the old man in the lonely tomb was pale and hidden in blue. The elderly golden chicken is still dressed in gorgeous clothes, but it lacks a cock-like aura.

The three rarely get together, because in recent days, they have felt uneasy about not meeting each other. Although they do not know how to calculate, they are able to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as long as they are the founding brothers. And people grow old and experience unknown wind and rain. They believe that such anxiety is no coincidence.

Silent for a long time, Old Aotearoa said: "I'm afraid of revenge from the ground? The Demon Alliance has been informed. ”

"- [sic]" What? The three of us are so old, because there is something wrong in our minds, we need to ask the Demon League for help, we can't tell, we just want to laugh! ”

But the old man in the lonely tomb rarely asked: “Fine.” Now even the old golden chicken shut up. After a while, he asked: "What do you really feel? ”

“'Death,' said the old man in a lonely tomb. ”

The hall is even quieter and scarier. “Don't worry," said the old man Qingfu. "I have laid down a heavy array of laws up and down Qingfu Mountain, even though a fly can't fly in...” Suddenly my face changed.

“What's the matter? ”

“Someone touched the Falun Front and was blocked. ”

After a moment of silence, the old man Qingfu relieved his breath: “It seems to have retreated. ”

The voice went down, and the old golden chicken listened: “Is there a sound? ”

Qingdong old man coaxed, he heard a slight noise, not bird screaming, not insect sounding, the three people sensed around, but couldn't find a place for that sound, but the sound became more and more distinct.

The slight dust on the ground cheered the freckles, and the green tea in the teapot fluttered slightly.

“It's down there! ”

The three jumped up and looked down.

"“ Impossible, "said Old Qingfu." There's also a Falun Formation under here. The rocks are strong as gold iron. There's no way anyone can get through from below. ”In the suspicious and worried eyes of the other Second Old Man,“ he added, "Neither can monsters! ”

And the vibrations are getting bigger and closer.

Somewhere on the floor, suddenly an empty hole appeared, the earth rock twisted around, like being squeezed away by an invisible force, a pink giant thousand footworm, climbed out of the hole, the inside slammed around the hole, like waiting, like rushing, sensing the smell of the three mountain elderly, directly into a ball.

Once a nightmare, like a sudden resurrection, the old golden chicken lost his voice: “It's not dead! ”

The old Green Vine also looked pretty good, although much smaller, but it was definitely the demon general they had trapped and besieged. (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.)