Legend of the Great Saint

At noon, Pai Qingxiang fell in the middle of the wild mountains, surrounded by rough grass, the sun-dyed golden light, with the autumn wind swinging, Xiao Ser quiet.

Fu Qingxian struck up the spirit of twelve points, and this is where Feilong Sword is in the present world. The seriousness of the captain's tone in the subpoena discouraged him from being careless.

Soon, he sensed the spiritual movement of the heavens and the earth. Fu Qingcao searched for a cave. The cave was not deep. He quickly reached the end of the cave. It was empty, but he could feel that someone had managed to make a formation here.

A line of golden light, falling from the top of the sky, falls into the eyes of Pay Qing, through this line of gap, you can see the sky outside.

Nice, here it is. The Feilong sword didn't come out, but the sword power has penetrated the dome.

Paying Qing closed his eyes, as the sun skewed, that line of sunlight, instantly disappeared.

Fu Qing opened his eyes completely. First of all, the other party's strength is not particularly strong, at least not enough for two days of robbery. Otherwise, without waiting for the Feilong Sword to release its sword, it will be suppressed. Secondly, the other party should be a foundational monk, and the demon will not be able to open the ring. And strength is pretty weak, otherwise it's not easy to suppress the Feilong Sword.

The only question is, did this man accidentally get a sushi ring, or was it connected to the death of Elder Fai-lone?

The founding brothers of Qinghe Prefecture, also around 100 people, if only to investigate once, when the Feilong sword appeared, these people were in the position, and by the method of exclusion, some traces of spider silk will definitely be found.

Absolutely hidden monks do not exist among practitioners, and the three-foot world of life is difficult to hide, especially the foundational monks.

Fu Qingzheng walked out of the cave, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. In any case, he had to take back the ring and the Feilong sword!

On the shore of Lake Dragon Snake, the reed swung, Xiao An opened her hand and the ring sparkled. She thought about it and threw the ring into her mouth, grunting and swallowing it.

“Are you alone?” At this time, Qian Zheng stepped forward and looked to his right.

Xiao An nodded.

“Did he ask you to come to me? ”

Ann nods her head again.

“What is it?” Qian Jung-yi was very strange.

“Collect the bodies.” Xiao An finally opens his mouth and brings out a pile of spirit stones, "this is the reward, don't let many people know. ”

“Why?” Qian Yung crouched down and held his cheek.

Xiao 'an stopped talking and remembered in the cave. When he broke up with Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan said: “Xiao 'an, it seems that this ring needs to be filled for a moment and a half and cannot be opened randomly. I just felt something was wrong, maybe from that moment on, the Sword Palace had detected the location. ”

“From now on, we'll split up in two directions, and I'll find Ruxin to refine for me. You go... to find Qian Jungzheng, let her help you collect the body, continue to refine the skeletal beads, didn't you say that you can refine into 18 pieces and form a form of formation? I think it's up to you to kill the shadow. ”

Killing strong stones and shadows requires overwhelming strength, otherwise he will no longer be treated like a demon if he fails. Strong stones are indestructible, blood shadows are fast as electricity, they are hard bones. Their strength and strength must be increased if they are to be guaranteed to kill.

Of all the people Li Qingshan knew, there was no one more untrustworthy than Qian Yongxue, but there was no more suitable person to do this. Only a thoughtful, secretive person like her can do this confidentially. Even Li Qingshan is outnumbered by this.

Instead, profits are an endowment, and at this time they become a safeguard. Although his personality is not pleasing to Li Qingshan, the cooperation he has always enjoyed has been a success.

If Xiao An doesn't say, Qian Yongzheng won't ask, pushing the spirit stone back: “What kind of corpse would I count against him for? A refined corpse, or anything? ”

“Anything… but don't kill. ”

“Is that what he said? Oh, how could I waste this energy, and now the most indispensable is the slayer. ”

“I'll take you somewhere nice.” Qian Jung-chun smiled and squinted.

“He won't let me come with you.” Xiao An lowered his head.

“Well, sometimes I really want to kill him. Don't stare at me. Just kidding. The sun is so good! ”

The sparkling dragon snake lake reflected the shadow of the two of them, and a layer of gold-plated gold appeared to add a little warmth to the smile on their faces.

“When I get some rest, I'll be right there. I'll be right there.” Money lay down on the dead grass, pillowing his arms and closing his eyes. A brilliant little snake, winding up her face, looked weird and horrible, but her face was calm.

When Li Qingshan saw Ruxin again, she was practicing medicine in a small mountain town, dressed in white, smiling gently, standing among the people, waving, wounds healing, disease relief. Everyone knelt down and shouted, “My Lady," “Bodhisattva," “Upper Immortal."

The softer she looks, the softer she gets them up. In the inclined sun, her head seemed to be surrounded by a halo, noble and holy, like a goddess.

“Saving suffering is like heart bodhisattva, my heart aches, I don't know what medicine to heal?” Li Qingshan moved in his heart and hid his breath. He opened the crowd and went forward.

If the heart listens to only one familiar voice coming from behind it, looking back, the colour flashes, and smiles: “The heartache is the broken conscience, when the heart is excavated and the bad meat is cut off, it can be healed. But I see your heart is broken. The fairy is hopeless. There is no cure. ”

“Then dig it all out for you.” Li Qingshan laughed with a big smile. Since he was three years old, he was no sooner than he was.

But this laugh was not tight, and it provoked a lot of anger, especially among the young guys, and filled in with outrage: "Who are you, coming to make a laugh? Don't let him get away. Hit him! ”

When an old man rushes up, he will fill Li Qingshan with old fists and treat Li Qingshan as a tenant. Li Qingshan flashed his head, but didn't dare to fight back. With his current strength, if he did anything, he would have to die.

Instead of laughing, he said, "Thank you, folks. ”

“Step aside, I'm her husband!” Li Qingshan drank violently, drank the whole field at the time of boarding, then pulled up his heart, and walked out.

If his heart doesn't struggle, he smiles and waves at the townsfolk, leaving him to pull away.

Everyone stared, especially the young lads, even more ashamed and heartbroken, she actually had a husband!

It's a small town, more like a big town, a pink wall of green tiles, a bridge of running water, the Green Willow people.

Li Qingshan pulled his heart to a quiet corridor. On the one hand, there was a long stream of green water. On the other hand, there was a cooking cigarette rising. He looked up and the city was full of cooking cigarettes.

"Husband, it's time to let go! ”

“No common denominator.” Li Qingshan's heart moved and laughed.

“If you can't afford it, take a break from the Han family, or the slave family will tell her. ”

“Looks like we have a destiny.” Li Qingshan let go and shrugged his shoulders.

“How did you build the foundation, too? Alas, I wanted you to see Brother Architect's strength, beat you so hard in the stomach, and let you spit out the rest of the blue butterfly, this won't work.” His heart rubbed his wrist, his apricot eyes slanted slightly and he laughed.

“I'd love to do that if you say so. How's it feel to build a foundation? Thanks to me.” Li Qingshan sits on the bench of the riverside corridor.

“Each other.” As your heart sat beside him.

“I've heard you've been a vagrant doctor since you left, treating mortals, to be honest, I'm a little impressed. ”

“Just accomplish the tasks assigned to you by the Hundred Sutras.” If your heart smiles lightly and explains,

It turns out that the consequences of the war were far more than just demonic slaughterhouses. Dead bodies are constantly causing plagues. Without medical disciples to remedy them, no fewer people are afraid of dying from the plague than from demons.

“It's not just that simple. Bandits are now rampant. A lot of people rise up in chaos, burn down and loot, and the fierce places are still above the demons. Confucian and legal families have sent a number of disciples to maintain stability everywhere, risking more on me. People like to kill each other!” As her heart shrugged slightly, her smile faded.

“You look emotional?” Li Qingshan weighed like a heart, only to see her eyes suddenly, I don't know what I was thinking. Hundreds of sutras were robbed by the White Lotus Church, and countless deaths and injuries occurred, and she never showed this expression.

“What, are you fascinated by me? Hurry up and take a break from Han's wife!” As the heart was full of silk, the words were as good as the beginning.

“No kidding. Do you still have time for Alchemy? ”

Li Qingshan came to Ming, as his heart was thinking about it, a little girl with a comb and barefoot came running over and stuffed an apple into his heart, "Sister, I picked this from the mountain, thank you for curing my father's illness. ”

“Well, good boy. It's raining. Run back and tell your mother to get dressed!” Smiling and touching the little girl's head, she bit an apple with a bang.

The little girl answered and ran away, screaming, "It's raining and getting dressed! ”

Throw the apple behind you at will as your heart spits out the pulp.

“Why throw it away is someone else's heart at least.” Li Qingshan grabbed the apple, and the opening on it was neat and neat. You can expect to see her like a braid.

“Of course it's because it tastes bad, I saved people, I took my heart, I ate apples, so I don't have to keep trying to make my mouth difficult.” As my heart suddenly narrowed: “You won't look at me for a bite, just want to...”

If the voice of the heart is not down, a flutter is heard, the apple falls into the river, and the waves drift away.

Li Qingshan clapped scared of his hand: “How did you know it was going to rain? I thought you majored in wood spirits.” The sky is cloudy, but it's still clear, and you can feel the convergence of water vapors changing, and you can't be sure it's going to rain.

“By the way, do you want to bet on a real Lindane? I win, we go, I open a new cave, I show you. ”

“Can I not gamble? ”

But for a moment, the sky was covered with clouds, and the autumn rain was pouring down, like a hand reaching out and a sly face of conspiracy to succeed.

“Let's go!” Li Qingshan placed a true spirit.

Rainwater grew bigger, weaving a curtain on the porch diplomacy.

“There's something wrong with the rain.” As his heart frowned, he looked out of the western mountains.

“It's demonic! ”

Li Qingshan also felt the demonic smell flickering in the distance, rushing into the clouds, at the same time a vibration, coming from the distance, getting closer.

They flew to the top of the mountain and saw only a yellow turbid stream, wrapped in stone and broken wood, whistling and rushing.

A flash flood! (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.)