Legend of the Great Saint

Isolated from the snowstorm, the tower sits in the heart of the hill, at the heart of the entire formation or practice, beneath which lies the secret chamber deep into the hill and the function of the treasure room.

Li Qingshan and Gu Yanshan came to the platform at the top of the tower, where the wind and snow were particularly fierce, and the hills at the foot were rare to see, and the distance was once again white.

Gu Yanxiang pulled the dragonfly: “No wonder the White Monkey King is so difficult to communicate with. I'm afraid this is where his loneliness was cultivated. ”

It will be the top of the line and take a look at the mountains.

Occasionally there is such sentiment in climbing. If you stay at this height all day long, and if you have an arrogant martial arts, your personality will naturally not be affected.

“Being a little lonely in Kendo is not a bad thing, unfortunately there is someone outside. There's too much snow in here. Let's go down. Don't freeze. ”

From the tall platform, Li Qingshan allowed Gu Yan Shadow to rest in the study room on the second floor of the tower, went down to the deep room alone. It was dark and cold, there was not only no light, there was no heating facilities. The white ape king was strong and hardly fearless of cold and heat, and there was no need to use the light, but with a little light, all kinds of rare treasures in the wall grooves would immediately shine bright and brilliant.

Li Qingshan did not look at the surrounding treasures. He stared only at the bottom of his feet. The light of the mountain rock being polished revealed a fine and tight texture. There was not much worth paying attention to, but in his eyes, he seemed to be more touching than any treasure. He looked extremely seriously, even half kneeling down, gently touched, felt the rock's hardness. His eyes seemed to look very far away, crossed the mountains, and went straight to the bottom.

In fact, unlike Gu Yan Shadow, he prefers a solid, thick and heavy-bearing land to a sky with everything in it. Even though there are mountain walls, compared to the whole earth, it is only a small ups and downs. Even if a mortal can climb to the top with a little effort, he can still feel proud to conquer the mountain peaks.

“Can this world truly confine me to all power? ”

Li Qingshan did not believe and was unwilling to rely only on the Great Divine Charm. He took a deep breath and silently sensed the deep earth beneath his feet. Time passed.

Cold winter mountain rocks are as cold as iron, chills invade from his feet, cold blood runs all over his body, and his body slowly becomes stiff. Instead of heating up with a big divine charm, he throws his body aside.

The temperature of the body keeps decreasing and gradually reaches the edge of death. Heaven in the underworld confines everything, like a harsh and ruthless father, who remains steadfast and is an unyielding rebel.

Gradually, the cold ground was warm and the solid rock seemed to soften.

As if a needle had pierced a barrier, a tiny amount of force flowed into the body from the earth beneath its feet, but it was constantly flowing. It was somewhat similar to the gifted divine power of the earth, but it was by no means just divine.

“The Bull Demon is stuck in mud! ”

Unlike all demonic changes, the bull demon is his foundation. From walking through the rivers and lakes to the horizontal world, it has always been his strongest change. Today, leaving everything out, instead, let something of the essence reveal itself.

Familiar and affectionate forces poured into his body, rid him of all chills, and seemed unable to bear to see him fall into a state of death. Although he was a rebel of the sky, he was the beloved son of the earth.

Li Qingshan was so excited, he leaned down on the ground and kissed deeply. Then he stood up and punched!

Boom! The air is dull and breaking, echoing in the Chamber of Secrets.

Step back, rotate your waist, punch out, bull demon top sky.

Looks like he's back many years ago, a teenager who practiced his kung fu under a cow job. But after all, he was no longer a teenager, and every move was heavy and slow, instilling a lifetime of condensed energy.

However, after a while, the sound of a grunt sounded in the dark. Li Qingshan stunned for a moment before realizing it was his stomach screaming. He couldn't help but laugh. He had to continue drinking and eating meat!

Gu Yanshadow slept very heavily, dreaming of swimming in the void, infinity, darkness was empty, but this time she was no longer climbing wings, but turned herself into a peng.

When I woke up, my heart was still in a trance, lying on a soft bed, my right hand raised a pale blue feather, let it swim in my hand, and my mouth made the sound of "whoop” and "sex”, as if the wings were in a violent wind, crossing the void.

“What are you doing?” Li Qingshan's face was funny, like a lazy child daydreaming.

Gu Yanshadow's face was extremely red and red. He put away his wings and sat up. “What have you done today? ”

“I can't see it here, you'll see.” Li Qingshan Road, the sensation with the earth is still very weak, can not be sensed above the tower. “Come on, let's go get some food! ”

Gu Yanshadow also found himself starving and glanced at the hourglass: “It's time to publish the second page, or the guys will have to wait. ”

Out of the tower, Gu Yanshao immediately noticed the change in Li Qingshan. He landed on the roots of each step, steadily and firmly, with a familiar sense of power, “Your strength has recovered? ”

“A little, not so weak at last.” Li Qingshan held his fist hard, "you seem to have changed a bit. ”

“Really? I'm not working as hard as you. I'm just sleeping. ”

“Sleep well afterwards. ”

The two men came to the outer courtyard hall in confidence, all the swordsmen had waited there, the noise calmed down, and looked at them with nervous anticipation. Almost all of them had not slept all night. They kept drilling that page of sword recipe, only found it exquisite and difficult to describe in words. Apart from a few innate masters such as Hou Hong Tao, the vast majority of others did not understand this page of sword recipe.

Hou Hong Tao was also keenly aware of their changes, especially Li Qingshan, which gave him an unshakable feeling. The best time to deal with them has been missed. And that page of sword spectrum gave everyone no time to think about anything else.

Li Qingshan, sitting on the throne of the sword, saw a woman come out of the crowd and shouted: “Welcome, Lord Zhuang! ”

And the swordsmen just follow: "Welcome, Lord! ”

Li Qingshan stunned for a moment before recognising that the woman was the one who was naked and kneeling in the snow this morning. At this time, she changed her clothes and put on a long sword. She looked completely different. This is really hard to recognise in her clothes.

Looking at her pale hair, she asked, “Are you feeling better? ”

“The troublemaker is feeling much better. It's just that my three sisters are weak and cold poisoned. Now they're coughing more than ever. On their behalf, Fei-Hong thanks the two troublemakers for saving their lives! ”

“Well, Hou Hongtao, aren't you fixing the fire? Help them heal!” Li Qingshan was assigned by hand.

“Hou is not practicing martial arts to do this.” Hou Hong Tao boasted that even the White Monkey King would not dare to instruct him like a servant.

“Then do it! ”