Legend of the Great Saint

“Master, thank you! ”

Li Qingshan smiled and didn't think.

“Qingshan Brother's talent, if I am ungrateful for saving my life, please accept one lamp!” One lamp monk looked deep into Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan suddenly suffered, laughing: “You don't blame me for almost pulling you off. ”

“If you fall into the hands of demons, you must want to live and not die. Even if you unfortunately die, you must also thank your brother for his completion! ”

The fearless monk regretted and could not hear the angry monk say that Li Qingshan had survived the second heavenly robbery a few years ago. Such talent and such willingness are rare talents in a hundred years. Never mind, if he can become an official disciple of Tianlong Zen Court, he can become a middle-class grindstone.

But his temperament was strong, he could not be forced, but he was lucky not to be angry monks into the door, and tied the cause and effect with Tianlong Zen Court, and he was not afraid of his refusal to contribute in the future.

Back outside the town's demon palace, the oblique sun shines through the valley and turns red.

A lamp monk took a deep breath, and there was a feeling of being reincarnated. The fearless monk let him go back to rest. A lamp monk thanked Li Qingshan again, and turned to Big Foshan, and his footsteps became more and more firm.

Upon entering Tianlong Zen Yard's mountain watch, a little mustard seed, flesh-eyed worm eggs, drilled out of his posterior neck pore, fell between the grass, a lamp monk suddenly unaware.

Bug eggs quickly hatched into a small finger belly-sized flying locust, dancing among the grass, quickly away from Big Buddha Mountain, flying directly to a hundred miles away before stopping on a big tree and eating leaves wildly.

The locusts grew rapidly, a little spiritual in the heavens and the earth, and not long after, they became fist-sized, vibrating their wings and flying in a farther direction.

……

"'Yes, you must leave,' said the fearless monk. 'I can't force you to stay. Miaozhou is far more dangerous than Qingzhou, Nanhai County is more than 100,000 miles apart. If there is any danger, even I can't rescue, you can only rely on yourself. ”

“The disciples understand!” Xiao Andao.

Not angry monks will make up for Li Qingshan's memorial, but said: “Qingshan, keep it as a souvenir! Nanhai County is too far away, you are crushing the beads, and you will not go as a teacher! Ask no one more than yourself, do as you please! ”

“The disciples understand.” Li Qingshan bowed his mouth and arched his hand: “Then we'll leave! ”

He was about to leave, and a weak voice said: "Brother! ”

“Doga! Oh, I almost forgot, Noh, this is for you. Lend me one and give me two. Don't tell me you're unjust!” Li Qingshan took out two handsome demons' hearts and handed them to Doga.

“No, no, no, that's not what I meant!” Doga shoved a demonic heart into Li Qingshan's hands.

“Is this it?” Li Qingshan discovered by accident that the pearl on Doga's neck was much shorter. The heart of the demon in his hand was 30 or 40 pieces, brilliant and of excellent quality.

“I heard about the Nanhai Violent Danger. This is for you. It's useless for me now!” Doga was embarrassed.

Li Qingshan was so moved that he gave him a bear hug. “Kid, you write down this affair, you will pay back twice in the future! ”

Then he scornfully swept away the fearless monks and not the angry monks, and the Buddhist monks were more conscious than a small demon!

The two high priests are naturally not blushing, and the fearless monks have indeed moved their minds to give Xiao 'an a Buddha, but think about it and do it. Although resources can be poured out to excellent disciples, as the abbot of Tianlong Zen Court, basic justice must be maintained.

Buddha is important, the time to enter Tianlong Zen Yard is too short, has received too much privilege, and there is not much credit. This trip is even more deliberate. If Buddha is given again, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among other disciples.

Not angry monks laughed, seemed to expect that Doga would do this, very satisfied in her heart. He also held a magic treasure in his hand, which he was about to hand over to Li Qingshan, not Buddha, but Devil's treasure, but now the time was just not right.

It can be said that there are already two Fa Bao waiting for them, with their talents and cultivation, already qualified, all that is missing is seniority.

This demonstrates the superiority of the Tibetan Sword Palace. As soon as he became an official disciple, he had the opportunity to possess a famous sword of Fabao rank. As long as he received the sword's approval, no one could complain about anything. But the bad news is, even if the Hidden Sword Palace is about to perish, the Palace Master cannot give the sword to a disciple for use, he can only wait for the Sword Master to appear!

Li Qingshan left with Little Anton Cloud and disappeared into the sky.

……

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

In a melon field, a yellow dog barks.

In the corner of Guan Tian, a naked man is holding a watermelon and eating it with a belt and not even throwing up melon seeds! His physique, yellow complexion and dark brown eyes sparkled with a raging glow, eating and saying:

“Fucking delicious! Finally! Fuck! Tianlong Zen Court, Unangry Monk, Golden Cicada, and Li Qingshan! You're all gonna fucking die! ”

Guarnon in a straw hat heard the dog scream and he drilled out of the shack with the guy: “Son of a bitch, steal my watermelon, I don't want to live! ”

“Who are you? ”

The man raised his head violently, and Guanon fell into the ice, unable to move. In those dark brown eyes, he seemed to reflect countless of himself.

The yellow dog screamed and ran away with his tail clamped.

The man licked his lips: “I haven't eaten human flesh in a long time. The flesh of the devil stinks and is sour. It's fucking awful! ”

A moment later, the man stood up from Guan Tian, smeared the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked to the western sky, and the last glow of glow dimmed. His back was tattooed with a statue of a town demon, unlike any man Li Qingshan had ever seen.

“That kid inspired me a little! Otherwise, the monks won't be able to hide it. It'll make his death a bit easier! ”

……

On the cloud head, Li Qingshan's heart moved. If you feel anything.

Sit on your knees and let the tortoise divine!

After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked back at Big Buddha Mountain in a strange way. He had clearly left the town demon palace. Why is that unknown sense of crisis still not completely resolved? Instead, there is a lurking, growing trend.

“What's the matter?” Xiao An asked with concern.

Li Qingshan laughed: “Nothing, I just feel that the way forward is a bit dangerous, but we have come this way. There are not many times when it is not dangerous. As long as we are together, we can overcome all the difficulties, up to nine days! ”

……

Qinghe Prefecture, deep underground, lava flickering, fire lake burning.

“Golden Cicada, let's finish the Old Testament! ”

Li Qingshan became a North Moon posture, shouting out loud, and the sound rolled back.

With a crystalline white bone standing beside her, a milky, translucent flame burns in her eye socket.

“You're finally back! ”

A tender, murky voice rang directly in my head!