Legend of the Great Saint

“Soon, just two years, big brother, we've had 20 years. ”

“It's been so long.” Li Qingshan suddenly has a little shush. It has been more than 10 years since the volcanic mountain shutdown, plus the years of mixing trails in Nanjiang, it's not really 20 years. For mortals, 20 years of light and shadow is how long, even if it is not a sea of mulberry fields, it is also a matter of personnel. But for practitioners, there is a surprisingly short feeling.

In front of this little demon who he saved in the town demon palace, he has grown into an adult without realizing it. Though he has not been able to survive the second day of robbery, the cultivation is not weak.

“Big Brother, Master asked me to invite you back. Senior Banyan said you were in lockdown, I'll wait here for you. ”

“I get it.” Li Qingshan patted Doga's shoulder and continued to walk towards the great banyan tree.

Doga did not dare to rush, followed behind, never looked directly at Xiao 'an.

At this time, a big fat man like Meat Mountain approached and laughed all over his face: "Your Majesty, you are out!” Behind us are seven or eight cave owners, all of whom Li Qingshan had never seen before. He looked at the “savage king” in front of him in different colors. Together, he saluted: “See the savage king. ”

“Fatty, no, Fatty, you haven't survived three days of robbery! This savage king of mine is tired of doing it.” Li Qingshan laughed and kept walking.

“Your Majesty will make fun of you, Fatty. How dare I hold your throne? Even though I can survive three days of robbery, I am still your subordinate!” Tian Fat Lang's fleshy body followed Li Qingshan's footsteps very lightly and took a short step back: “Let me introduce you to the king. These are all my new cave owners...”

“Don't introduce yourself, just remember.” Li Qingshan waved his hand, not to mention that he was leaving Miaozhou. Even if he stayed here as a wildling king, remembering the names of these people, it didn't mean much to him, but Sol saved this trouble.

The owners of the new cave face each other, they have long heard that the wildlings Wang is very arrogant, and at first sight today, they are truly blind. However, even Tian Fat Lang Jun was so low and small, they didn't dare to build it again. After following him silently, it seems natural that such a person, without a little flame of gas, would not be normal.

Li Qingshan walked on his own. The main tail of each hole followed him. From time to time, people on both sides of the street had to cross the sky. Some famous figures, idle people, etc. could only look at each other silently. When a pedestrian walked by, he lowered his head.

Tian Fei Lang Jun introduced Li Qingshan's various changes in Nanjiang over the past decade, while the biggest change in Nanjiang was Caveman Mountain. The mountain of the wildlings is now different from the place where it once fled and, after the extermination of the Bantoxin religion, it has been replaced as the center of Nanjiang.

Tian Fat Lang Jun and three other cave owners, under the banner of the Caveman King, wandered around, and those who turned their backs on me died. They gathered together figures from all walks of life in Nanjiang, forming an organization that is neither a sect nor a tribe, but is similar to a gang.

“Your Majesty, when you return, it is like a tiger returning to the mountains. The word ‘wildling king’ is no longer enough to describe it. I think it can be changed to a Nanjiang king, a unified Nanjiang, a self-standing king! ”

Tian Fat Lang praised, in fact, it is not a falsehood. Vanity and fire swallowers have been extinguished. Wutong Shenmu can be strong support. Nanhai Qian people can be regarded as allies. The two noblest people of Miaozhou King and Demon King are also very close to Li Qingshan's attitude.

Unconsciously, Li Qingshan has broken out a place of heaven and earth in Miaozhou. All the human and material resources in Nanjiang can be used by him. It is as true as Tiger Xiongshan, and the wind is very strong.

After following Li Qingshan, he swept around and found that the eyes of the cave owners had changed, with a little more respect. It turns out that even if there was a king of banyan trees to protect him, the cave owners could not do anything about him even if he killed several pernicious murderers in Caveman Mountain, but his eyes were quite bad. After all, this was breaking the rules of Caveman Mountain, and there was no shortage of caveman's disciple doorman among those killed.

Such a merciful Buddhist disciple cannot be tolerated in the ferocious land of Nanjiang. He is almost under house arrest in the valley. If Li Qingshan returns without recognizing the relative, the cave owners can immediately swallow him alive and strip him. Don't look at Tian Fat Lang as the kindest to him. Almost recognized by outsiders as his in-laws disciple, but is ready to swallow him.

But after Li Qingshan recognized his brother, Tian Fat Lang's occasional glance seemed more friendly and kind. But while he was proud, he was deeply concerned.

“Master is right, Big Brother is by no means an idle person, he has done something everywhere. Today's fix is stronger than it was 20 years ago, I don't know how much, but in this case, will Big Brother return to Qingzhou with me?

Li Qingshan asked Tian Fat Lang a few words, knowing that his heart was no longer in Caveman Mountain, but rather that it was noisy here. She could not help but smile slightly. She would choose a place, just to say the level of Fuji, which is the head of Nanjiang. However, the place is not as big as Caveman Mountain, but as a large gate, when she is alone, the cave capital is more than enough.

Moreover, although Vanity was extinguished, there was no damage to the periphery, nor to the interior buildings, and the functions were still there. The gardens alone were planted with many precious spiritual grasses, ideal for practicing alchemy. At the time of her life, Ancestor Wan Toxin cooperated fully with her refinery, but she did not waste her opportunity to hold this blessing in her hands.

Li Qingshan asked: “I hear there are demonic disasters all over Miaozhou. How about Nanjiang? ”

In fact, he has learned from Xiao 'an that the magic disaster in Nanjiang is the worst in the whole Miaozhou region. If Miaozhou is a barbaric land, then Nanjiang is a barbaric land in the barbaric wilderness. In ancient times, it was an important area of demonic invasion, leaving many demonic towns behind.

If it weren't for Nanhai Shenni and the Master of the Sword Palace to run off on all sides, to rid themselves of the devil's way of defense, this could be the world of the devil, there would be no wildlings mountain. However, he would like to hear the views of Tian Fat Lang Jun, the most powerful commander in South China.

Tian Fei Lang's discretionary words: “Nanjiang has 21 demons, big and small, and is now sealed with nine places and twelve places. The demons are very fierce, as legend has it, and after demonization, they became stronger and weirder, very difficult to deal with. For this reason, the two holes master has been running outside...”

“What about you, didn't you find a way to help him?” Li Qingshan stopped and asked back. The squad behind him stopped immediately and quietly.

“This…” Tian Fat Lang Jun was silent for a moment, who would waste precious practice time, put his life into battle with the demon people, the two holes Lord Chenghai was ordered by the South Vietnam King, had to run around desperately. Tian Fat Lang Jun could not wait to watch the noise, he could not help but die in a magic disaster, how could he want to help him.

“I see. ”

Li Qingshan shook his head slightly, Tian Fat Lang's mind how he did not understand. In fact, if it wasn't for helping Xiao 'an find resources to cultivate, he wouldn't want to go to fight the demon people. The heavens fell with tall ones. Those great monster monks are not in a hurry. He is a white eagle leader with no big head.

The so-called Great Misty State and the Great World are the positions of the South Vietnamese King and the Great Summer Emperor to consider, not how great they are, but their vital interests. For the average individual, the long-term harm of the demonic invasion is not invisible, but if one loses one's life, what long-term benefits can be talked about?

“What are you doing with me? Spread out, do what you have to do! ”

Coming under the banyan tree, Li Qingshan glanced backwards. He didn't care to wave his hand. Although it felt good for the tiger to return to the mountain, the tiger finally lived alone and did not need too many followers. The point is, all the monkeys can offer is wild fruit, which doesn't satisfy the tiger's appetite, so there's nothing left but a high vanity, just an occasional experience.

Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an came to the banyan tree, and the king of the banyan tree asked with a smile: "Feng Daoyou, how are you? ”

Li Qingshan sighed slightly: “Though it is a bit old-fashioned, it does not lose the wind of a gentleman. Daoyou is as kind as the elder, and he is as good as Gao Yas.” And then there's no bullshit: “I want to sweep away the demons. What do you suggest, Taoist? ”