Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan decided to say something to break the awkward atmosphere and take the horn out of his arms: “This...”

A silent, smelly needle.

The elders of the Sword Master of the Hidden Sword Palace, none of whom do not know the horns, know that it distinguishes the power of true lies. Their gaze cannot help but concentrate on the face of the Master of the Hidden Sword Palace, and their faces are also somewhat embarrassed.

No matter how deeply hostile to Li Qingshan is, this face-to-face lie was torn through, like being hit in the face. After all, the Sword Palace is still famous and decent, and the owner of the Sword Palace is almost equivalent to the face of the entire Sword Palace.

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Palace's eyes flashed slightly, seemed angry and flashed, but he immediately regained his serenity: “This horn belongs to my Hidden Sword Palace, how can it be in the hands of Daoyou? ”

“I borrowed it for use. ”

Li Qingshan pulled the corner of his mouth, held on to the smile, his stomach has laughed, even if the master of the hidden sword palace may turn his face directly.

“Can I have it back?” Tibetan Sword Palace Main Road.

“Yes!” Li Qingshan handed the corner to the Master of the Tibetan Sword Palace. He couldn't help but ask: “Master of the Palace, is what you just said okay? ”

“Of course, this thing has been around for a long time, and it is no longer in the original spiritual experience. Daoyou don't have to worry too much about it.” Tibetan Sword Palace Main Road.

“Small things in the neighborhood, naturally I wouldn't mind. ”

Li Qingshan was more certain that there was a conspiracy in it, but he couldn't think of what kind of conspiracy it was. If he wanted to be murdered, it would be the best time to be banned.

Even if he hid his strength, but several swords worked together to complement the whole Tibetan Sword Palace formation method, there must be great danger, he dared not say that he must be able to retreat from the whole body, what exactly is the master of Tibetan Sword Palace planning?

However, since the master of the Jianxian Palace does not flip his face, Li Qingshan enjoys being the elder of the King. Let's see what he can do!

……

The next morning, the light on the Tibetan sword peak was gone, and the sun shined through the Tibetan sword peaks.

The master of the Tibetan Sword Palace held a simple ceremony at Lentian Peak, officially sealing Li Qingshan as the elder of the Tibetan Sword Palace.

In Weiwei Palace, all the elders of the sword master, whether or not their hearts wear clothes, together saluted Li Qingshan, saying, "Elder Shangqing! ”

Li Qingshan Pan stood by his hand, and he stood tall on the pedestal with a lazy smile on his face and a sword hanging between his waist.

The Lord of the Sword Palace asked beside him: "What can Elder Shangqing say? ”

Li Qingshan coughed twice at his fist. “Then I will say a few words. Don't be polite to your friends. Since I am the elder of the Tibetan Sword Palace, I will definitely try to work for the Tibetan Sword Palace. The master of the Palace will give a shout, and the sword and mountain fire will break through. Of course, there may be others here who have malicious intentions towards me, but I am sincere to you, and I don't believe in the horns...”

The elders of the sword face each other, they all have colors in their eyes, even if the previous words are not sincere, the last sentence is that which pot does not mention which pot, this is really to the extreme.

Li Qingshan's eye corner Yuguang saw that the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace placed his hand on the heavenly sword, his little finger was slightly trembling. If it continued to irritate him, maybe he would just turn his face and draw his sword. He had to fight a haha:

“Just kidding. Just kidding. Anyway, I hope we work together to overdo the Hidden Sword Palace...”

After this speech without 46, the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace was also too lazy to say any more scenes. He said directly to Ji Xuanjie: "Xuanjie, take Elder Ching to Heaven and Earth to see the" Tibetan Sword Recipe ".” Then he whisked his sleeves, and the elder swordsmen scattered.

Calming down in the palace, Ji Xuanji laughed: “Elder Li, after meeting for so long, we haven't officially met. If you don't like it, just call me Xuanji. ”

His words were polite and peaceful, but the arrogance of the pride of heaven could not be hidden, as if the sun in the sky were shining high at the same time.

“Yes!” Li Qingshan almost killed a Prince Summer a while ago. How can he care about a "Prince Qingzhou”?

“Then I'll call you Aoyama. Speaking of which, our sword is quite relevant! ”

“Really? What's the connection?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Qingshan knows little about my ten swordsmen in the Sword Palace! My sword is called" The Soul "and is born with the Spirit. It is the sword of my brothers.” Ji Xuanyi patted the soul sword between his waist.

“That's my climb.” Li Qingshan smiled and asked: "You have many brothers and sisters! Your name is Ji Xuan Il. Is there another one called Ji Xuan Yue? ”

He has about understood that Xiao 'an's real name is "Ji Xuan Moon”, while “String Moon” is the concealer to commemorate the passing daughter.

Ji Xuanjie sighed for a moment, "Let's walk and talk! ”

The two of them stepped out of the palace and Ji Xuanjie did not fly. After walking slowly towards Tianfeng, they considered:

“This is a private matter of my family, it would not be appropriate to tell others, but the private matter of Chu Wang's Palace is Qingzhou's business, I do not know how many gossip. Since Qingshan wants to hear it, there is nothing to hide, there is a sister called" Xuan Yue ", but she died in childhood, which is also a regret of my life! ”

Ji Xuanri looked a little shushed, as if he was really sorry.

“Really?” Li Qingshan looked closely and couldn't tell the truth. He only hated the fact that there was not a “change in the Nine Changes of the Divine Demons”, which allowed him to identify the authenticity of the world. When he saw the guy pretending to look like him, he bombarded him.

“Perhaps you don't quite believe that, although there is some hostility between the Sword Palace and the Xuanyin Sect, our relationship is very good. However, since the death of Xuan Moon, the psychic princess's mind has been a little unusual, and she wholeheartedly thinks that my mother killed Xuan Moon. ”

“So let's just kill it!” Li Qingshan smiled.

“Otherwise, there are locust plagues in Qingzhou today. There is a threat from Misty State outside. It is necessary to put down the gap and join hands. If the princess does not provoke, she must leave my disciple in the Sword Palace to die. We will not attack. In fact, if you do not stop me, I will let the princess live. ”

Between the words of Ji Xuanri, there really is the style of the future King Chu, placing the whole Qingzhou between applause.

“Oh, you're not afraid your mother will get angry?” Li Qingshan asked.

“This is for the Qingzhou big picture, I'm sure Mother will understand, Heaven and Earth are here. ”

Ji Xuanri stopped. The talking room came to the front of a pavilion. The pavilion was built in the mountains. It was as tall as a hundred pavilions. Weiwei was magnificent. The word "heaven and earth” appeared in the book. It seemed to be engraved with a sword. It flew brilliantly and was very elegant.

“The two elders are among them, Aoyama, you can go and meet them. By the way, haven't you refined the sword?” Ji Xuanjie seemed to ask by accident.