Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan was astonished and hurried to heal him. He was afraid that this brother-in-law was just looking at himself. He went after his last words.

After a moment, Qingdanqing finally woke up and sighed a long time: “Qingshan, you are hurting me so much. This fortune score is too deep, I can barely bear it, I almost put this life into it. ”

“Why did it hurt you again, and it was too deep? Didn't the patch go well before?” Li Qingshan could not laugh.

“This is the work of the Five Immortals, it is not a simple puzzle. If it wasn't for the teacher's many years of teaching, if it wasn't for the fact that I had Bi Blood Danqing, I wouldn't be able to do it at all. You know how my days have been over the years, the blood used can be poured into a pond. But it's also a great blessing, and it's amazing to see what a real painting is. I don't know if I hate you or if I love you. ”

Danqing was depressed for a moment, excited for a moment, and finally looked at Li Qingshan with grief.

“If you have to choose the same, you still hate me!” Li Qingshan is a very unbearable path.

“Here you go!” Dan Qingqing relentlessly removed a scroll of painting shaft from the hundred bags and gave it to Li Qingshan with his eyes closed.

Li Qingshan slowly unfolded the Three Books. A dark, inky, three-foot long sword. The shape of the sword was only ancient and elegant. It was not particularly surprising. There was no sword. It was deeply restrained. Without revealing itself, he couldn't help but praise: "Good sword! ”

Qingdao Qingdao: “Although it is called" The Three Books, "there is also the second main point, to show swordplay in the way of writing and painting. I am now a small swordplay, not under general sword cultivation, is to arrive in the Hidden Sword Palace, the disciple of the inner gate can also do it. ”

Li Qingshan sat on his knees. He couldn't wait to sit on his knees and refine the Three Books.

In the moment, the sword refluxes, and the sword penetrates the brain.

Within the knowledge of the sea, the ink sword is divided from time to time into tens of millions, forming a magical sword formation, and sometimes merging into one, referring to the heavens and the earth.

Li Qingshan was already ready, and the tortoise suppressed him.

In the past few months of practice, he recalled the various kinds of dreams, especially the lifelong experience, although it could not have been as profound as it had really been in his whole life, but he also realized that the tortoise was second only to the bull demon, and that there was also a harvest, the calmer and farther the breath, instead, the weakest Phoenix Nirvana, with little gain.

There is no way, Li Qingshan's spleen is the most harmonious with the bull demon tiger demon, and he doesn't lack the calm and indomitable spirit of a spirit turtle. However, he really doesn't have much cold about the phoenix's clean heart. What kind of "benevolent courtesy and wisdom" do you need to be bound by so many of these in life? What is not abode in the tongue, not drink in the fountain, sleepy in the desert grass, thirsty for the Yellow River energy, why do you plan so much? His Phoenix Nirvana has been entering the country very slowly, and it is not just a question of reconciling water fires, even if it is a double.

Though the sword of the Three Immaculate Books is strong, after all, it is nothing more powerful than the Yuan Baby of the Venomous Ancestors. He will repress it after much effort.

Not to mention the sword power, after building the five-fold bull demon, his body was very strong, introducing the sword into the veins, and then pushing it out through the surrounding points.

With a whisper, Dan Qinghuang had an extra bloodstain, he jumped, turned around and ran, and the sword behind him was all the rage. Now he could only be repaired by a gas refiner. If he was hit by any sword, he would be killed. If it took several years of kung fu to repair the Three Nevers, and he died under the sword of the Three Nevers, it would be unjust.

Push through and jump into the lake.

Li Qingshan refined the Three Books and came to the shore of the lake. Looking at the soup chicken, he laughed: “What are you afraid of? Will I hurt you again? ”

“I'm afraid you can't control it when you refine it.” Qian Dan climbed out and suddenly remembered something, his face changed.

When the breeze blows, the rough grass around the hut drifts with the wind. Immediately thereafter, the hut was silently crushed.

“Li Qingshan! You pay me! ”

……

“Well, isn't it the same? Even though I haven't worked for so many years, the craftsmanship hasn't gotten any better!” Li Qingshan clapped his hands and looked with satisfaction at the newly built hut by the lake.

“It's not the same!” The voice of Danqing was almost crying, and the hut built by the barbarian king himself, although it was a rule, had been as picturesque an environment, but nothing remained to be destroyed. There are also things in the hut, although not so precious, are relics of the Master Dao, and even the childhood memories of Qian Danqing are turned into powder in the whirring sword.

“I've spent a lot of time working on it, and Brother Kim Dan has killed a few, so nod your head. Okay, I apologize. But people, always look forward, let's see how you get hurt! ”

Li Qingshan is also losing spirit and feeding tree juice. Despite all kinds of Lingdan magic medicine, he made up for it. Finally, he stabilized the injury of Qiandanqing. However, in order to restore the original repair, it still needs to be slowly adjusted, and the loss of Shouyuan is difficult to make up for.

“Danqing, you've worked so hard these past few years, I'll drink to you! ”

Next month, in front of the hut, Li Qingshan laughed and raised his glass. The power of The Three Immortals is more powerful than he thought. The pen of the Five Immortals is truly unusual. Simply because of its destructive power, it may be the most powerful piece of magic treasure he has ever received. And there is a complete set of swords, stronger than the swords inherited from the Feilong sword.

“I also got a lot of benefits. By the way, thank you, and I told you to break a lot of psychotropic drugs! ”

The appearance of Qiandanqing has largely recovered, but the hair is gray and looks quite muddy. He calmed down from the grief of the destruction of the hut. He felt that Li Qingshan had a point. Although he had sent his memories, it was only a dead end. Li Qingshan gave him a lot of precious spirit pills to heal his injuries, which made him a little embarrassed.

The two of them drank a bitter drink until the moon went up to Jomtien. Talking about the painting of the tomb, Danqing only said that there was no rush, it didn't open so quickly.

“When the tomb opens, you must pay for what you want! ”

Although Li Qingshan got a little drunk, he felt that things might not be that simple. Master Xiao asked him to help Danqing with his arms. I'm afraid it wasn't just to deal with those brothers and sisters.

Though the circulation of the tombs is secret, the influence is vast. The cultivation of the Master Dao is not very high, and does not seem to be qualified to monopolize such secrets. And looking at the world, I don't know how many painters are stronger than him, which doesn't want to go to the tomb to find out, it's a blessing.

And the Master Dao holds the secret, and several of his betraying disciples also know that he holds the secret, and he is able to end up sleeping, which in itself means a lot.

After experiencing various kinds or higher cultivation, Li Qingshan also saw something more profound. If only some painters could say it, but there was a great deal of fear, then it was King Inkhailong. He seemed to have a strong connection with the Five Immortals.

But think about it, the tomb didn't open once or twice, and the Dragon King is going to make an early move.