Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan's thoughts are like running water, and the magic goes deep into the Feilong Sword.

All of a sudden, a world is in front of us, and countless phantoms stand with swords, holding countless dragon swords in their hands, dancing in the void. Picking, stabbing, chopping, chopping, countless exquisite swordsmanship methods, combine into a unique Feilong sword restoration sword path.

The famous sword of the Sword Palace is precious not only because of its powerful power, but also because it is inherited from the power of the Sword Palace.

This illusion of the Path is the understanding and thought of the Sword Dow of the generations of Feilong Swordlords, which may be a little worse than the magical sword meaning of the Three Books, but it is clearer and easier to understand.

Deep in Li Qingshan's eyes, a sword light crossed, he turned slightly from time to time, if there was any gain. A long time later, he retracted his mind and blended his swordplay through it, feeling that he had gained a lot.

“But I don't need so many voices! ”

Rolling magic spread in the sword, countless phantoms disappeared, eventually united into one person, it was the demonized Li Qingshan himself, more solid than any shadow in the past, he gently waved the dragon sword.

“Zhu”, demon chain inch broken, Feilong sword issued long dragon chant, the overall shape changed dramatically, straight sword blade became bent, covering a fine dragon scale, an extra qi.

The golden light is no longer shining, the spectrum is swirling, like a dragon like a sword!

One can see that it is a magic device, and if one is not very familiar with the Feilong sword, one cannot associate the two.

Li Qingshan's fingertips touched the dragon ridge, and the blade blade barked softly, becoming obedient. Slowly danced, the movement was extremely slow, the sword light was like a dragon swimming around him, smooth and subtle.

But the degree of compatibility between man and sword, even Elder Feilong missed a single stroke, merging each other's hearts, like the extension of the limbs.

“From now on, you will be called the Dragon! ”

……

Xianghua City.

Fragrance Man is soaking in a hot spring, in a vaporous smoke, and a man walks up and calls out her name: "Fragrance Man! ”

It's a woman's voice, it's beautiful, but it's cold, like a golden stone.

“Who?”

The fragrant flower man jumped out of the water, chopped out his palm, the layer of water spread away, and a woman in cold white stood there, blinding herself to the strength of the split face.

But when the champagne man saw the woman's clothes, he was shocked, his right hand twisted violently, his strength swept past the woman, and a loud bang broke open a wall.

The woman floats slightly with a coat embroidered with lotus flowers.

“Which cousin does Lord White Lotus teach? ”

Chanel Mando, that's the clothes of the White Lotus church cousin, she can't even see the altar master here, how can the White Lotus church master come?

“Chiang Wa Tang! ”

“It turns out that the master of Shi Tang has arrived. The concubine is distant. Please let me change my clothes! ”

Shanhuaman was shocked, she had heard the fame of Qingbo Tang, or notoriety, which shocked her for a moment. Shiki, the leader of Qingbo Tang, had broken into the murderous name for three years, which was too loud. If it were evil to her, the Shanhua family would be exterminated.

“No, that's fine. I'm here to investigate Zilian Tan!” Shecky stood in the dark, cold.

“What happened to Zilian Tan!” The incense flower man is in his heart.

……

Three months later, Li Qingshan stepped out of the cave and the sunlight of the stars flashed among the leaves, like stars. He raised his right hand and wrapped a dragon around his wrist.

Three months of practice is not enough for him to fully utilize the Seven Powers of the Magic Book of the Town, but it's almost there, and with this dragon sword, his strength alone is regained by seven, seven, eight, eight.

“Congratulations, sir! Moon!” Vanilla purple and vanilla green came.

“How's your story coming along? ”

“There will never be any loopholes as long as we don't investigate!” Vanilla purple confident way.

“Then go verify it! ”

Li Qingshan unfolded the "Fogzhou Dimension Map" and found Lotus Peak, where the Bailian Church main altar is located. His hands waved, the cloud fog rose and flew away.

Lotus Peak appears on the horizon, like a looming lotus flower that shines a round of white light and brightens the night sky.

“She's right here! ”

Li Qingshan looked at the lotus flower, lowered the cloud head, and walked to reach under the lotus peak at night.

Things went better than he thought, and even a set of prepared speeches were put in without use, easier than entering the court of Zilian.

This stems from a kind of self-confidence, even if the Serpent God dares to mix into the White Lotus General Hall, it is impossible to get in!

"Are you the disciples who escaped from Zilian Tang?" asked a strange man with a cold face. ”

“Yes!”

“Follow me!” The man turned around and walked up the hill.

“Where are we going, brother? ”

“We'll find out when we get there! ”

Along the mountain road, the incense flower purple and incense flower green are both in the heart, the subconscious leaned towards Li Qingshan. Soon, in front of a building, a large stone in front of the door engraved “Qingbo Tang” three large words, lifted by lotus flowers.

“Chiang Wa Tang!” The vanilla purple lost its voice and a hint of fear appeared on its face.

Li Qingshan thought, there are a lot of people who know Qingbo Tang, but if you haven't seen her personally identify, even if you know it, you haven't.

“We mainly meet you, ask about Zilian Tan, go inside and talk carefully, if there is any disrespect...” The man's eyes flashed a little slaughter.

"- [sic]“ I dare not! ”

Wearing through the hall, he went straight to a quiet dormitory in the back, where the man saluted: “Master, I have brought you! ”

“Rushing heart! ”

These two words almost came out. Li Qingshan looked straight at the white woman. Besides her heart, who else could there be? It just seemed that her heart did not recognize him, and her expression was indifferent.

“Bold!” The man lowered his voice and Li Qingshan learned to salute the appearance of incense flower purple and incense flower green: “Zilian Tan disciple Jin Zi Yue met the housemaster! ”

“You go down first!” Waving his heart, he didn't even look at Li Qingshan. He came to the vanilla purple and vanilla green and pressed his hand against their shoulders. He said softly: "Your mother told me everything. Is it you who are in Zilian altar? ”

“We're not traitors!” The vanilla purple lost its voice, and under that pressure, it was simply unable to remain calm and couldn't help but raise its voice autonomously. The incense green is even more unspeakable.

“Then it's you!” Li Qingshan glanced at his heart.

“Nice, just me!” Li Qingshan suddenly turned into a red-haired red-eyed appearance, his eyes burning like a heart.

As her heart waved, the incense flower purple and incense flower green immediately fell to the ground. She looked at Li Qingshan and said coldly: “Li Qingshan, you are indeed alive! ”