Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan glanced at him and saw Li Xiaoyu, who had already resolved to break his grudges, but the feeling that the blood was connected was constantly cut off, thinking that the name "Xiaoyu” still stemmed from his bad taste, so he said:

“You come with me! ”

“Me? Where to?” Li Xiaoyu pointed at his nose.

“Why do you ask so many questions? I see you're a little talented and ready to take you out for a little practice! ”

Li Qingshan snapped Li Xiaoyuao's shoulder and broke into the sky. The sword array was no longer stopped and disappeared into the sky.

The disciples of the Hidden Sword Palace looked up and didn't know what was happening. The fat young man exclaimed: "Alas, he really hit his luck on the loose. How could I not have such luck? ”

“Elder Shangqing, where are we going to practice? ”

For the first time in his life, Li Xiaoyuao arrived in such a high sky, only to see a dramatic change in the landscape on the earth. In addition to his instinctive fears, he felt an unquenchable excitement.

“Here we are!” Li Qingshan turned and fell down sharply.

Li Xiaoyu first felt the heavens and earth spinning, then the whole earth surfaced. He couldn't help but frighten his face white and his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

Bang, Li Qingshan landed on his feet, stirring only a piece of sand and dust,

Li Xiaoyuo fell to the ground, still felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, so easily recovered, looked around, but found that it was just the foot of a deserted mountain, it didn't look as good as the mountain peak adventure of the Sword Palace.

“Elder Shangqing, where are we? ”

“Don't call me Elder King!” Li Qingshan drinks, and now the name is really boring.

“Well... Senior, Senior!” Li Xiaoliang was frightened and his legs were a little softer than flying in the sky.

“What are you afraid of? Am I going to eat you? ”

Li Qingshan was unhappy, but forgot that he was now angry in color. The fierce temper of the demon king could really scare people to death.

If Li Xiaoyu didn't believe that this “uncle" wouldn't hurt himself, he would have turned around and fled. He bit his teeth off and his voice trembled. “No, no! ”

Li Qingshan sighed in his heart: “You know what I am, keep a little distance from me. It is not a bad thing for you. In the future, you will naturally understand that, in short, Tibetan Sword Palace is not a good place, don't go back. ”

“Ah!”

Li Xiaoyu shouted. He wanted to be Swordman. He finally entered the Sword Palace. After decades of perseverance, he could draw his sword on the Peak of the Sword, but was asked not to go back. It was like his life.

Not having had time to argue, a big hand pressed down like a cloud cap and snapped his head.

“Good luck, son! This" Heaven and Earth Hidden Sword Book "was not necessarily touchable after a thousand years, and now I'll pass it on to you, depending on how much you can understand. ”

Li Qingshan's knowledge of the sea reflects the changes in the heavenly and earth sword land, and is directly printed on Li Xiaoyu's mind.

Li Xiaoliang's body twitched like electricity, an unimaginable and intense pain running through his whole body, as if an entire world had been forced into it, his body and soul were stretched a hundred times, his head as if to burst open, wanting to faint, yet awake terrible, slight gap to every slight pain.

In fact, if Li Qingshan hadn't repressed him with a tortoise, he would have died directly.

As for whether Li Xiaoyuo will go mad directly, it is not within Li Qingshan's consideration. If he can't even eat this bitter head, then go to hell!

“So painful! Let me die! ”

Li Xiao wailed in his heart, he really wanted to die, suddenly felt a breeze, as if someone in the desert who was dying of thirst encountered a drop of manna, even if it wasn't enough to save his life, enough to be a great comfort.

He tried to concentrate his mind in it, and in trance he saw the sword flow, and his heart was a shock.

Not talented, not enlightened, but his favorite sword!

It was as if a drop of manna reflected a rainbow with infinite wonderful changes that gradually attracted his mind and allowed him to endure the pain.

Tibetan and Earth Sword Book, Formula 1!

Three thousand swords, one by one, Li Qingshan, in an absolutely rude way, printed the "Heaven and Earth Hidden Sword Spectrum" directly into Li Xiaoyu's mind.

Li Xiaoyu felt as if it had been 10,000 years, but the sun was still hanging high in the sky, only slightly offset.

Li Qingshan let go. Li Xiaoliotong fell on the ground like a puppet who had broken the line. Before he was completely unconscious, he heard Li Qingshan's low voice: “A little patience, he didn't fail the name Li Xiaoliu. Don't forget my words, stay away from the Tibetan Sword Palace! ”

“Yes, Uncle.” Li Xiaoyuan muttered.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly and immediately converged. Anhui looked in the direction of Big Foshan. There was a feeling that this Feng Wang celebration would not be calm.

Of course, every time he goes back to Big Buddha Mountain, something happens, but this time, what's waiting for him?

Tianlong Zen Yard.

Because it is a pure place of Buddha's Gate, there is no lighting, but it has been carefully swept away, but the monks' faces are filled with joy. Since the King of Flying Locusts escaped from the demonic palace of the town, the whole Great Buddha Mountain seems to be covered in clouds.

Under the retaliatory blow of King Skylark, the news of the same battle and death continued to be heard, and countless lives and worms were lost. More than just a lamp, monks felt deeply guilty. Every disciple of Tianlong Zen Court felt responsible and ashamed of his fellow believers.

And with the birth of a new monk, as if to tear this cloud apart a mouth, you can finally relieve yourself, Tianlong Zen Court will never be defeated by any crisis!

Sandao restored his sword light, broke through the sky, landed in front of the mountain gate, turned into the master of the Hidden Sword Palace, Ji Xuanyue, and Mingfei. The monk hurried to greet him.

Lord Lang of the Tibetan Sword Palace said: "The Tibetan Sword Palace has come to worship the mountain! ”

“The lord of the palace is here, fearless and distant welcome, please come up!” The voice of the fearless monk fell from the top of the mountain.

The three of them picked up their ranks, crossed the Taoist Mountain Gate, and came to the top of the mountain in front of Daxiong Bao Palace. Only Tianlong Zen Yard “The Four Kingdoms” gathered together. Even the non-angry monks wore clusters of new clothes and stood there laughing.

After meeting each other, the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace asked: "Where is your friend? ”

Dauntless monk: “The intention is still to prepare behind the temple. Please three to go to the temple for a rest. The grand ceremony will begin soon, and we will come out to meet you. ”

Without anger, the monks themselves led the way for the three of them and took them to the East Palace before leaving.

Ming Fei drew out her long sword, trembled gently, the blade vanished, but the void swung and the flowers praised and rolled out of it.

The Lord of the Sword Palace looked over at him and said, "Master Hana, do you know your sins? ”