Legend of the Great Saint

Wildlings Mountain Cave, in the cave of the Lord of the Great Cave.

A white light flashed in the dark, illuminating his windless face. He opened his eyes and stared at the white rainbow sword in his hand. He felt the wound had fully recovered, but his eyebrows remained tightly locked.

“How long has it been? Two or three months, or more! ”

With his cultivation, he shouldn't have been able to estimate even this time, but the impact of this war on him was so great, the plan that had been planned for so long was all disrupted, he should have gone one step further, passed three days of robbery, and then refined the blood oath book, united the group of demons, became the "Wildlings King! ”

Turning back to being someone else's servant and simply unable to get out of this situation on his own, there is still some confusion in his mind.

Although the original blood oath is also comprehensive, it is impossible to write in the oath, that is to prevent the cave owners to improve the cultivation, survive three days of robbery, the first generation of cave owners will not break the path of cultivation, on the contrary, privately agreed that in the future, who can survive three days of robbery, is the "Caveman King”, but can unite the group of demons, open the sect.

But would Xiao An leave such a blossom, and if he tries to survive three days without wind, he will immediately provoke a blood swear curse. The Blood Oath is no longer a fair and reasonable "Book of Alliance” of the Lord of the Eight Holes, but a real "Slavery Deed”, reverting to the purpose for which it was originally created.

Even without such restraint, he would not dare to travel easily again. Three days of robbery is extremely dangerous and a little fluctuation in heart is enough to be fatal.

In the windless sigh, he walked out of the cave and looked away at Tianan, silently said: "Master, you know the situation of the disciples today! ”

It is, of course, against the blood oath to communicate with others without permission. And even with permission, you can't divulge Li Qingshan and Xiaoan's secrets. An oath, as if it were an invisible shackle, bound him firmly, could not be done wrong.

“We can only wait for the news of the Caveman Mountain being broken to spread over the South China Sea, and things will change!” Looking in the direction of the Temple of the Mountain Belly without wind, “Li Qingshan, you don't know what you are causing. That is your unbeatable existence! ”

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Li Qingshan didn't know he was being uttered. He was staring at the rebel sword on his knees, and the straight and narrow sword blade flowed with spectacular light. But the sword was like a piece of flesh tissue, wrapped in a huge eyeball with a peristalsis. It looked a little disgusting.

Inspired by Li Qingshan, his eyes turned and he looked at him opposite.

In that instant, he saw the rebel sword with his eyes, and then he saw himself with his eyes, and the two images overlapped each other.

He used the ruling of the "Tibetan Sword Palace" to purify the rebel sword once again, and also to purify his own sword heart.

He is not a sword repair, but rather a demonic heart, not a sword repaired by a sword, or even a sword or baby after three days of robbery, two completely different ways of practice. But it did not affect his understanding of Kendo and refining Kenshin.

Though distracted and useful, in fact, the three combine to refine the rebel sword, refine the heart of the sword, and practise the Magic of the Town.

With a glimmer of magic on his body, he transformed into a handsome posture. After three months of practice, his appearance changed some more. The original smooth and smooth lines added a few more edges.

Unlike the general practice, the Demonic Catalogue is an extremely inclusive practice that can be practiced by humans, demons and demons, transforming themselves into magic, and the demonized posture is constantly changing.

Initially, a tall, heavy-armored posture was the idea of swallowing dates in the statue of the demon of the town, only an empty shell. Later, the long posture and smooth posture were influenced by the "sealess work" and the beads of the sea. And now the role of Kenshin is beginning to emerge.

Generally speaking, the work is focused, and the Demonic Book is different. Neither the practitioner's past nor his future is required. It has a very inclusive flavour. If you want to play its true power, you have to touch bypass.

A ray of demonic light flowed from the demonic eye, covering the blade handle sword body, became brighter and thicker. After a long time, the light gradually dimmed, and the eyelids in the demonic eye disappeared, consuming another demonic heart.

Li Qingshan also returned to his normal posture. He took a long sigh of relief and got up for a while. He saw Xiao 'an turn into a bright white skeleton. He also sat on his knees. His bones were stamped with a Buddha's seal. He sat in the flames of a bear. Bao Xiang was solemn.

Li Qingshan gave her all the bodies accumulated over the years. Many of them survived the Second World War, especially the battle in the Town Demon Tower. The collected demon and people's bodies were more like mountains and seas, all of which she turned into three obscure white bone fires.

It must have survived the second day of robbery, and the flames grew purer and less evil. Even if other practitioners saw it, they thought it was a sacred fire, and could never imagine that it was eaten by flesh and blood.

Xiao 'an continued to practice "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road", cultivating this white bone and firmly now fixing it. This process has been going on for several months, and the white bone becomes more and more solidified, a white bone sherry, as if it were a condensation of flames.

As the method taught by Brother Niu himself, "Zhu Yan Bai Jiao Dao" is not as good as "The Nine Changes of the Divine Demons", but it is also far more than any other method in this world. Years ago, she almost had the power to sweep two days of robbery, and now she's had two days of robbery, condensed white bone sherry, what strength? Li Qingshan is also looking forward to it.

After a while, he sat down and continued his practice.

Time passed quickly, and Li Qingshan gave him more than one gaga to put into his rebel sword.

The rebel sword itself has the ability to devour the demonic heart self-improvement. As Li Qingshan refined it, its shape changed slightly, shortened from nearly one original length to seven feet. The original narrow sword body became much wider, while the flesh tissue at the sword's edge hid a look to solidify.

And his demonized posture changed, and the sharper the edges became, even the oval mask on his face, and there was an extra line of bulge in the middle line, like a sword ridge.

Another demonic heart into the sword, Li Qingshan opened his eyes, Xiao 'an was not far away, waiting for him to wake up.

Li Qingshan slightly stunned, the white bone covered with flesh and turned into Zhu Yan. The problem was that the body was not wired, only the long hair like seaweed drowned, barely acting as a cover.

When Li Qingshan woke up, Xiao An revealed his smile and plunged directly into his arms.

“Is the practice over? ”

Li Qingshan also laughed, holding her gently, felt that the delicate body had an unparalleled great life force, yet at the same time it contained eternal silent death, the two in a wonderful way merged into this soft jade warm fragrance, fine as fat.

The legend "Zhu Yan White Bone” is to make people understand that lust is nothing more than an illusion, and the beautiful Zhu Yan will eventually turn into a white bone. Li Qingshan thinks he doesn't have such “great wisdom”. He has always been a strong desire.

However, in the face of this dumping of the country and reversing the colours of all beings, apart from just now, he was slightly stunned, his heart was calm as water, not to mention not feeling any embarrassment, as if it were natural.

This is certainly not what he learned from the change in Zhu Yan's white bones. In the past, for the first time, he became a demon, unable to accept his own appearance, which she wholeheartedly acknowledged. Later on, when he was in the shape of a robbery, she would not have liked it because he had become handsome, because it had already reached its ultimate point.

It doesn't matter if you add a hue or reduce a hue. Zhu Yan and the white bones, in his heart, are just as beautiful as S, indivisible to each other.

“Well, it's time to start practicing swords.” Xiao 'an said, taking out the Buddha's sword is actually just a sword embryo.

“What a sword!” Li Qingshan took over the Buddha sword. As his understanding of Kendo deepened, his ability to appreciate the sword became stronger. "If this sword can be truly refined, what ten swords are like scrap iron compared to this! ”

“It is not known when the Trinity will be repaired.” Xiao An changed her position. She was young and used to sit in his arms like a child. Now she is a little too long, she is a little unhappy.

“Yeah, if we can understand one of the swords, we can beat the other floor, and go to the Ink Sea faster to find that old dragon for revenge! ”

To put it this way, Li Qingshan has no shortage of magic treasure in his hands, Shuro Yard counts as one, the Dragon Sword counts as one, and the Blood Oath Book, as well as the White Rainbow Sword in the Windless Hands, of course it is his. And the future can look forward to a monster treasure, a famous sword from the Sword Palace (he had to pull out a famous sword and let the flesh of the Sword Palace hurt), and a rebel sword to be refined.

In total, there are as many as seven. This is the worst practice in the entire Kyushu province. There are very few practitioners who can take advantage of the realm of the realm of second-day hijacking. I'm afraid there are not many of the three hijackers.

However, he hopes that the highest volume of the Book of the Three Immortals will prevail, and not only because of the swordplay contained therein, but also because of the work left behind by the Five Immortals, I'm afraid it will prevail over the usual treasures. He specially left a jade stone for Qing Danqing, and once the success is complete, he will be crushed to inform him.

“Absolutely!” Xiao An held the Buddha's sword tightly and rarely had chills in his eyes. He still remembered that time, when the world was in a devastating mood, he said to Li Qingshan, “But no adventures. ”

“Always take some chances, otherwise you won't be able to find him until it's soaring.” Li Qingshan grinned and pinched her john's nose. King Mo Hailong was almost the most powerful man in this side of the world, and he was about to fly up to his realm.

“I'll stay with you.” Ann bit him in the hand.

“Okay.” Li Qingshan looked at the teeth marks on his hand and said helplessly.

At this time, the Battle of Mount Wildlings had spread throughout the South China River, causing a sensation.