Legend of the Great Saint

“Well, if you want to die, I'll have you! ”

The Lord of the Spirit of Hailing finally speaks of a way to return to the ruins, without even mentioning how to survive in them.

Li Qingshan stopped being arrogant and listened quietly. After a deep prayer: “Thank you, Ling Cheng-Cheng!” Suddenly a smile: “This big piece of chessboard, really jumping out, running away? ”

He doesn't have much empathy with the Lord of the Sea, so why bother to persuade him in vain? If he really doesn't want to go back to the ruins, why tell him how? He doesn't feel he can really threaten a spiritual fairy.

Who will be the chess player behind Hailing's reverence?

To Hailing was silent, Xu Jiufang said: “The Turtle clan is a heavenly and earth historian, naturally it is impossible to stay out of the way. ”

“History of heaven and earth! ”

“History for heaven and earth, legend for the Immortal Buddha. Explore all unanswered truths and pass on all forgotten secrets, including those no longer asked. ”

Li Qingshan opened his eyes and looked at Hailing with amazement. For the first time on that indifferent face, he saw something called “pride”.

“Is that why the Turtles exist? ”

“Meaning? No, that's the humble idea of human beings, because you're not the natural creation of heaven and earth, you're born pointless, and you struggle to find meaning, so you're not a tortoise.” Go back to Helling and slowly press your hand on your chest: “This is our nature. ”

Li Qingshan suddenly deduced these celestial gods from a human perspective. It was a mystery. They inherited knowledge and sexuality from birth and were never lost in their definition.

So there is no need to seek “meaning," let alone make choices in many “meanings," just follow the trajectory of fate, naturally from life to death, certainly not so much struggle and pain.

How fortunate it is that humankind is not only underpowered, but also mentally handicapped.

Normally demons do not have such a strong lineage, but because they are innate, there is no such thing as a mess of heart demons. Nothing but hunting and escape, strength and weakness, survival and death.

Only human beings, this little monster pinched with mud, interested in the inferior quality of the hand, will be so weak.

Li Qingshan gave another deep prayer: “Thank you seniors. I was more convinced of my idea that no one lived to live. The Lady Dowager did not give humanity meaning to live, perhaps just to let us find it ourselves. ”

Then turn around and go.

Back to Hailing's eyes sent Li Qingshan's back away. Soon as he was about to go downstairs, he stopped suddenly and smiled back: “By the way, please leave me enough space in the Heaven and Earth History Book, otherwise don't blame me me for not reminding you! Ha-ha-ha!” Going downstairs with a laugh, Mann chanted:

“After a painful encounter, Gongo fell to the surrounding stars! The mountains are shattered. Well, the mountains are shattered. Never mind, since ancient times, who has not died, let Dan take care of his heart! Good poem, good poem! ”

It was a shock to Hailing's esteem: "Gango fell to the surrounding stars! ”

Instead of reading out the original poem's sadness, it reads out an outrage!

The Buddhist family adopts the Buddha's spoken word as "scripture”, which is comparable to the method he practiced.

And there have never been two kinds of "stars", one is 3,000 worlds and the other is… nine days of immortal Buddha.

Heartless and poetic.

The light is shining, the moon is full and the moon is missing.

The sea is boundless.

Looking down from the very high sky, through the thick thunderclouds, across the surfaces of the waves, a little tumbling in the deep sea.

But if you go into the deep sea yourself, you'll be appalled to discover that a little bit of "bamboo", originally 100,000 feet long, looks like a whale bamboo, wearing a feather print. Long tail swing, suddenly jumped out of the water, swallowed the lobster demon king who was on a ferry, and fell into the sea as if flying, causing a huge wave.

Lightning strikes down, mostly attracted by a "human lightning rod” on top of its head, and the rest falls on its large body, leaving only shallow marks.

The thunderclouds in the sky soon dissipated.

“Is it good?" asked the human lightning rod. ”

“It's wonderful. ”

“Why didn't you leave me some? ”

“What's the use of eating as a separate person? ”

“Can't I taste it? ”

This is one of the six circuits of the "demonic beast path”, also despised as the "animal path”.

The sea is wide and the mountains are dense and dense. It is a “paradise” for all demonic beasts. A garden where the weak feed and the fittest survive. Endless hunting and flight, survival and death constitute the ultimate melody - freedom and freedom.

Apart from the natural communities, loose alliances, there will be no interpersonal cityscapes and sects.

Not only because of the vast diversity of races, but also because intelligence is generally inferior to human beings. Great demons of great intelligence are also more inclined to hegemonic sides.

This is the will of the Demon Beast Path, following the natural nature of everything.

Whoever tries to build a “big alliance” or “big organization” here will soon find themselves incapacitated and unlucky. Even loose sectarian systems such as Vientiane sects are disciplined beyond boundaries.

So there is no security, even the upcoming demon king, once he meets the mighty hunter, he has to confess his life.

So many demons chose to collaborate with humans, become mounts, and break away from this overly “free” environment.

Vientiane disciples will never be swallowed up by “monsters” during the ferry, which is an organizational advantage.

But there are also a number of human practitioners who are willing to risk being hunted and return to good nature.

For example, this “monster of the devil”.

Li Qingshan opened his arms and took a deep breath. Splashing waves fell on his cheek with the sea breeze: “Ah, it's beautiful!” Shooting the Big Bang: “Goose Shadow, do you suddenly have an urge to mate? ”

“Yes! Come on!” Gu Yanshadow's eyes spinning with a smile. Tail gently and dive deep into the sea.

Li Qingshan measured her body like a mountain and asked: "Can you turn into a human form? ”

“No,” replied Gu Yanshadow.

“Forget it.” Li Qingshan also gave up immediately.

Gu Yanxiang asked: “What exactly are you doing here? ”

“Inspect work and experience life. ”

“Have you finished your inspection? ”

Li Qingshan nodded: “Well, I'm relieved to see you so free. ”

After all these years of practice, Gu Yanshadow has also survived five days of pillage.

Although her blood is half shemale and half demon, there is always only one eagle's heart, chasing endless freedom. Especially after merging the feathers of the sky, she completely abandoned human blood and became a natural god similar to a turtle and a phoenix, Pupeng.

This is perhaps the most fitting creature of all races.

Freedom is destiny, destiny is freedom, without any need to seek meaning. Live free, die free.

Li Qingshan is also quite envious. If he comes to Demon Beast Road, he should also be the Son of Heaven, but definitely cannot compare to her.

And such a destiny, for him, is a constraint.

Because in man's heart, it is always the demons of war.

Whether it's bull demon perseverance, tiger demon anger, phoenix arrogance, turtle plotting, Kirin's benevolence, is an obstacle to freedom. Only the heart of the monkey demon is closest to freedom, but it is also too close to obsessed.

He read all the books of heaven in the sky building, only the Book of Easy Heaven and the Book of Nature, but not the Book of Free Heaven.

It's kind of a congenital shortcoming, and the day after tomorrow it's hard to make up for. He also aspires to freedom, but not just for freedom. But it's okay to see her free.

Li Qingshan smiled: “I hope to see you shake straight up the English position soon! ”

“Won't be too far behind you. ”

Li Qingshan stretched his lazy waist, his figure melted in the current, like a mirror flower and water moon.

The vastness of the sea here is far better than the human path, but unlike the ruins, the ruins are not a sea, and it is probably useless to experience more.

As soon as I thought about it, the bloody sky, the bloody red earth, spread out in front of my eyes.

Luo Xiaoming stood on the battlefield with a giant sword he had picked up with his hands. He looked at him and asked the same question: “What are you doing here? ”

Li Qingshan grieved: “Didn't anyone welcome me? At least I helped you with the transmission array. ”

Luo Xiaoming threw a giant sword: “Well, if you're here, I can ‘welcome’ you. ”

“Hey, aren't you afraid your mom's gonna send you home for dinner? ”