Legend of the Great Saint

A stream of wind surged, behind Li Qingshan turned into a pair of translucent wings, long defiant wind god wings!

A wave of wind swept through the hot spring pool, wings swung suddenly and swung into the sky. In a blink of an eye, it burst into the depths of the sky.

The incense flower house was small as mustard seeds, blurred in the endless sea of woods, then glanced north and whistled away.

Although strength has not yet fully recovered, can not go into the wind to borrow power, but take a straight line, constantly flapping the wings, the speed is still getting faster and faster, drag out a spiral airflow, there is a talent, even though the distance of 10,000 miles is nothing, at most a day or two kung fu can reach the border between Miaozhou and Qingzhou, then determine the orientation, and fly in the direction of Ruyi County.

Li Qingshan looked up at the dome and separated his mind from the mirror and lowered his head: “Oman, how are you going to explain my identity? ”

Fragrance Man just returned, “What was that? ”

“Just split up. ”

The fragrance man shook his heart, "It's just a split body! ”

In more than a year, she had not seen him fight, just to see him grow up every day, although she knew he was getting stronger, but did not know how strong he was, so that she could see how powerful the child was in front of her.

When he promised to free her for up to two years, she still had some disbelief that she would not let go easily if she were a man and had a servant like her who could be a beauty sheikh of her own accord. Now there is no doubt that he is of no importance to him, but rather has a slight discontent and resentment in his heart.

Li Qingshan said: "I'm asking you, what are you doing standing there? ”

“Say you're a slave boy!” The incense flower man slipped over his waist, kneeling down and hugging him, a deep kiss and laughing. He hid the demonic features, less evil charm, more Qing Xiu Junmei.

“Aren't you Daddy?” Li Qingshan smiled, but the desire in her heart lit up again. She dressed up today, wearing a fine silver crown, wearing a gorgeous dress with blue and black as the backdrop, and outlining her body, full of exotic flair.

Looking down, he saw a deep ditch, poking into her clothes, grabbing her full, gently pulling the collar, shouting, a pair of jade rabbits leaped out.

“Ah! I have just finished bullying the slave daughter and come to bully the slave family. Um, White Lotus will then publicly recruit disciples in the incense market. Then you will go. I will tell Green, don't tell her about today! I'll fix a book, and if you give it to Zi, he'll give it back to you, but you have to do something about the slave family! ”

Li Qingshan said: “What is it? ”

“When this is over, you must come back to see how hard the slaves are waiting for you. Didn't you let the slaves disappoint you for the rest of their lives?” The fragrance man mourned.

“I didn't know you were struggling?” Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows and laughed. Ben was only a meeting of Pingshui. He took what he needed. Although he never really had a sword and fulfilled it, he also lacked other means. However, this bitter complaint is unjustifiable.

Xianghuaman chewed on his ear and said a few words. Li Qingshan's heart moved. It is truly a South Barbarian land. The atmosphere is really open!

“Okay, we'll talk about it then! ”

“I'll make Yuki happy with his family!” The fragrance man smiled, and the fragrance clan would be more reliable than the White Lotus if it could stand by the hill. The White Lotus Church is too crowded and has limited resources, and she can't enjoy it enough if she leaks a few benefits at hand.

A few days later, Li Qingshan ended his days of comfort, or boredom, in the incense flower mill.

The practice of the White Lotus Messenger in the incense market, the white lotus blossoms like a round table, full of fragrance, dazzling and fascinating.

Then he started spreading his disciples, taking in only 15-year-olds, and adult witches with roots!

Until then, the news has spread, the bustling incense market has become more overcrowded, and whoever does not want his children to become witches, joining Bai Lian Church is the ultimate southern shortcut.

Shoulder rubbing in the middle of the city, a child lined up, climbed onto the high stage, and examined the qualifications, but none of the 10 people who truly possessed training qualifications, while the Bailian apprentice is extremely strict, if the qualifications are too poor, it is not necessary, it is almost 100 miles to pick one.

In a place where there are no hundreds of scriptures and no gatekeepers compete for resources, a single Bai Lian religion does qualify.

Beneath the platform, under a cold shed, the champagne man laughed: “The messenger is so fine. ”

“This is the foundation and inheritance of the White Lotus, the Virgin Mary, how dare the husband be lazy! ”

The White Lotus Messenger is a charitable old man with white hair. He speaks slowly and slowly. His voice is gentle and magnetic. Even those children who are not qualified speak soothingly and without a hint of impatience, he can never associate himself with the cult.

At this time, a child climbed onto the high stage, during which all the lotus blossoms flourished, causing a shock.

The White Lotus messenger immediately dropped the tea cup in his hand. This is a symbol of top qualifications. I didn't expect to encounter it in such a small place. Wait for the child to get closer, and it's even brighter in front of him. Such a handsome child!

“What's your name? Which tribe is it from? ”

“My name is Golden Moon. My tribe was destroyed by the Bone-eating tribe. My life was saved by the Incense Grown! ”

Li Qingshan, dressed in a common local garment, gave a gift to Xianghuaman and glanced at the fragrance green beside her. Vanilla Green naturally did not have to go through any tests, sat for half a day, was completely bored, saw Li Qingshan, almost shouted out, rushed to cover his mouth, remembered the description of Vanilla Man.

I hated him so much in my heart, but I heard he was from Golden Wood, but I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Turns out his parents were eaten by bone eaters!

Bone-eating tribes were severely traumatized in the incense market, sparking an outburst of anger on the golden dock for a moment, but were soon forgotten. The City of Xianghua seized the gold mine of Gold Dock and organized a new merchant army, becoming the strongest clan in the area after destroying the Bone-eating tribe.

This is always the case in the Mizuzhou Forest, where large and small tribes emerge and perish.

The White Lotus Messenger expressed sympathy for what happened to Li Qingshan, expressed appreciation for the righteousness of Shan Huaman, and then accepted Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan and a group of successful children stood together. Just waiting for the day of departure, I felt a pair of eyes constantly looking at me. I turned back and smiled slightly at the incense flower green. The incense flower green hurriedly turned my head and dared not look again!

At the same time, the split has entered Qingzhou, but after entering Qingzhou, he took care to fly over the cloud as much as possible. When there is no cloud, he also has to find a way to hide his figure. He does not want King Inkhailong to know that he is still alive!

When Li Qingshan will depart with the White Lotus Messenger to a sub-altar of the White Lotus religion, on the other side, the familiar mountain water begins to enter the curtain!

- Don't be like that for almost three years. Finally!

Li Qingshan went to Lianyue Mountains first. The Falun Front remained unbroken. He took a slight breath of relief. It seems that his identity has not yet been revealed. Otherwise, it is unlikely that Gu Yan Shadow and Flower Praise will be kept safely and steadily in his cave. He did not divulge his secret because he received his death message.

As long as they don't, no one will bother him, not even Han Jong-chi. For practitioners, practice is of the utmost importance, and failure to close proves a critical moment.

The practice itself is also extremely time-consuming, as the higher the boundary, it is not surprising to close it for two or three years. There are also many sentiments that say that practitioners have a long life expectancy and are far better than mortals, but truly enjoying life in the world does not necessarily reach mortals. But let the man who says it be a mortal, but he refuses to do so.

“Hasn't Anne come back yet? Have you survived the robbery or are you studying Tianlong Zen? ”

Li Qingshan turned to Ruxin's cave, Shimen closed, he called out a few voices and did not answer, he was about to leave, suddenly glanced under his feet, couldn't help but cry. The ground outside the cave was full of moss, which also meant that she was either closing, isolating everything from the outside world, or she had not returned to the cave for a long time.

People in the city of Qinghe are still so lively. And in front of the Eagle Wolf Guard, the doorway is still cold.

In a room at the height of the building, the flowers revealed their hands and listened quietly to the report of a Red Wolf guard. It took several years to precipitate the various understandings of the peak, adapting to the status and identity of the founding brothers, and suddenly also the temperament of the superior.

However, from the view of Li Qingshan outside the window, it is inevitable that there is a slight stranger. In comparison, there is no emotion. The fragrance man is more familiar with it. After all, it is a few years!

The desolate nature of the practice is not unwarranted. If the memory of the practitioners is not good, I'm afraid there will be a time to shut it down and forget the names of family and friends.

This is not a dangerous alarm. Closed for three years is not as simple as the separation of mortals for three years. Every shutdown throws away everything and goes deep into the magical and deep world of practice. Legend has it that practitioners have closed for 10 years and forgotten their names. Someone tells him who he is, but he finds it strange and gives himself a new name.

Too close to each other can damage the will of self and affect practice, so "wet and foamy is not as close as Xiangjiang Lake”. Li Qingshan can always be so close to Xiao 'an. To some extent, it is Xiao 'an who does not have his own pursuit, will follow him as the purpose of practice, using his path as his own way.

Flowers reveal themselves and look out the window, but no one is empty.

When she finished her job, she blew away, and a naive voice suddenly came into her ear: "Where's your brother? ”