Legend of the Great Saint

Nguyen Yaozhu was very delicate. Li Qingshan's words were suspected of being too slightly mischievous. Her temper could not be tolerated. Unless his eyes are clear and innocent, he will be driven out of the Garden immediately.

Li Qingshan smiled and didn't care. He was not the first to come out. When he saw the beauty, he was going to love Li Qingshan at first sight. In fact, he didn't touch any color. He was just used to joking. He was “good ridicule, good mouth slut” for life. At this time, he had to be proud of Yangyang, not to mention not knowing convergence.

Suddenly, his chest ached and vacated, and he was beaten out by a nine-colored deer.

Li Qingshan turned over and stood in the void. He rubbed his chest and was not angry. "What are you doing hitting me? ”

There was no room to hide. She had already survived five robberies.

Nine colored deer were also surprised, I wanted to teach him a small lesson. He was unharmed, his body was really strong, and he raised his antler with pride: “Humph, the dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth! ”

Nguyen Yaozhu said: "Brother Li, you can no longer be so speechless in the future. ”

Li Qingshan touched his head: “Okay. ”

Nguyen Yaozhu couldn't bear to blame. "He doesn't have any evil thoughts, but I've been thinking too much," he pointed out. "Can you see the hill? ”

Li Qingshan nodded, the hill was not quite high, reminded him of the bull post, right in the middle of the hundred grass garden, there were not so many flowers and plants on it, but only a large tree, the leaves were light gold, formed a golden hua lid, at first glance, extraordinary.

And he said, "What kind of tree is that? ”

“It is a Golden Leaf Bodhi tree that can be quiet, inspiring and most beneficial to practice. It is usually where I take a nap. Go and rest under the tree!” Nguyen Yaozhu also felt a little strange when he said this.

“This... is not good! ”

Li Qingshan is ultimately not a reckless man, it seems to be a fragrant place. If he is truly a lonely male widow, he will be the only one. In preference to this hundred grass garden, many practitioners work everywhere. Since his entry, he has a lot of eyes on him. Nguyen Yaozhu was gracious to him, and he did not want to hurt her reputation.

Nguyen Yao Bamboo said, “What's wrong with that, but whenever a brother or brother visits, I'm there to receive him.” I feel like I want to make amends again: “I'm going on tour, you don't have to go!” Riding a nine-colored deer, he stepped out.

Li Qingshan shook his head and climbed to the hill post. He came under the Golden Leaf Bodhi tree. He saw that the large tree body was made of many trunks, quite like a banyan tree.

There is a bamboo table under the tree, a small number, and a set of tea utensils on the few. Bamboo seats are green as new, small red as dates, tea sets cracked as ice, and extremely simple and elegant.

And the shade of thin trees was pale gold, and as the breeze swayed, it sparkled with millions of golden glows.

When Li Qingshan came under the tree, he suddenly felt that his mind was one of them. His head was no longer sore. Even his mind became more acute and he sat on his big knee.

I was not in a hurry to practice. After coming to the human path, my experiences were sorted out. I gradually got tired and beat up a huge debt. Suddenly smiling, this feeling was also long gone, and Sex lay on a cool bamboo seat and fell into a dream country.

Nguyen Yaozhu toured the Hundred Grass Gardens and disposed of some trivial matters, slightly disturbed.

“Alas, he's actually sleeping, really.” The nine-colored deer glanced back at the Golden Leaf Bodhi tree: “Wood! Wood! You have led the wolf into the room! ”

Nguyen Yao Bamboo laughed: "Didn't you say he was a good person from childhood? Even ants couldn't resist to step on it? ”

“That's exactly what sucks! Whether he is a good man or not, but he is a man at last. At first glance, this kid is a bush veteran and a homeless man. You can protect him from looting! ”

Nguyen Yaozhu's face turned red: “Where have you been? I just don't want him to lose to Brother Lotte. That's 2,000 green jade signatures. How can he afford to lose? ”

Nine colored deer shouted: “It's horrible. You've known Happy Heaven for thousands of years. You've only known this kid for less than 10 days. Aren't you enchanted? Does this kid have the blood of a nine-tailed fox? ”

Nguyen Yao Bamboo was so slight that she didn't even think about the reason for it. Perhaps touched by that Kirin's benevolence, or perhaps unwilling to see a good man fall into the Jedi, or perhaps to gamble with a happy day that she never listened to for a thousand years?

Reasons are hard to tell, more or less, but you don't have to worry about so much.

“Jiu 'er, thank you for your warning, but if I practiced with all my heart, would I fall in love? If Brother Li really starts to think differently, please help me evict him from Baihua Garden. If he had no other thoughts, wouldn't I be so impatient? ”

“Okay, I'll keep an eye on him for you! Hee-hee, with the look of my wood, I don't believe him. ”

“Time to fight! ”

Li Qingshan slept very heavily, did not know that he had been targeted, even though he knew that he would not care. He had just stepped into the sixth circle and was ready to face the Poor Wonder God. It was when the temper and ambition were high, he had no idea what to do with the son and daughter. Moreover, he is so kind to himself, how can he wish to go to bed, bad practice is not in line with his principle of “revenge must be done”.

Although he fell asleep, Lingtai remained clear and committed to the world of five continents...

Looking down from the perspective of the gods of the world, the ocean is lost, the continents, the demons of man are like a magnificent picture roll unfolding in front of his eyes, less sophisticated than a hundred grasses, but truly belong to his world.

The key to winning this game is here!

Li Qingshan knew his own home. Although he called himself a novelist, he had little ability to write a novel. He could copy several copies of the book, which was not a long-term plan.

But the book was written by a man, and he didn't have that talent, and it didn't mean that no one else did. The world of five continents has more than hundreds of millions of people, and there is a huge time lag between humankind and humanity.

He could totally organize millions of people to write, and he would never get anything out of it, and just one percent, or even one in a thousand, would mean constant contributions and bookmarks.

Lotte is the end of the organ, and I didn't think I would have a world, and my mind would be free to go in and out of it.

The world itself cannot directly provide any resources for cultivation, but as long as it is properly applied, its value exceeds imagination, which may be exactly what the dragon wants to do and fails to do.

It is the strength and authority of the practitioner that belongs to the Hailing Emperor to satisfy his little hobby with the institutional rules of the whole Vientiane sect. Li Qingshan, as the god of the world, can allow the whole world to support his practice.

And winning a small bet, by the way, doesn't really mean it's the same thing. Thirty years is a long time away. If it doesn't work, you can still rely on it. Currently, the priority is to take a decent cave.

Nguyen Yao Bamboo is a kind master, but Baihua Garden is good, the Bodhi tree is wonderful, it is ultimately a fence, not a place for big husbands to love for a long time.