Legend of the Great Sage

Chapter Thirty-One

Li Qingshan could hardly believe his eyes, he had considered many possible situations that Yu Zijian might face, such as carrying firewood weighing hundreds of catties on the snow-covered mountain road, or looking sadly at the people in his hometown. direction……

And her father, Yu Shukuang, is probably ten times more serious than Li Qingshan imagined. Device: no ads, full text, more

But in reality, Yu Zijian, instead of enduring any hard work, was smiling happily.

Together with a few qi refiners, she happily strolled through the market. Those few qi refiners were male and female, strong and weak, but they were all dressed in green clothes with vines embroidered on the collar and cuffs.

Li Qingshan had seen that Guanshi Liu before, and knew that it was Qingtengshan's costume.

Yu Zijian was among them. Although she could not be called the star of the crowd, it was obvious that everyone liked her very much, and kindly introduced her to all kinds of strange products on the roadside.

Except that the double bun has changed into a Lingxu bun that is more in line with the temperament of a female monk, she has hardly changed in any way, and she doesn't look like she is being bullied anyway.

Yu Zijian felt the attention of his eyes, turned his head, and saw Li Qingshan's majestic figure standing out from the crowd at a glance, opened his mouth in surprise, and then they all turned into surprise, shouting: "Niu Juxia!" people paid attention.

She trotted to Li Qingshan: "Why are you here? Where is my father? Is he here?" She said while looking beside Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan said: "Your father didn't come, I came to see you, you... are you okay!" As long as your eyes are not blind, you can tell that she is very good.

"Hmm!" Yu Zijian nodded repeatedly.

"Zi Jian, is this your friend?" Those Qi refiners also came over, and the leader was a young man at the sixth level of Qi refinement, asking strangely.

Yu Zijian glanced at Li Qingshan first, as if he was sure that he could call himself his friend, seeing that he had no objection, he boldly smiled and said: "Yes!" After speaking, he glanced at him again to see if he would be angry.

How could Li Qingshan refuse to be friends with such a cute girl!

Yu Zijian introduced to both parties, Li Qingshan only knew that the headed sixth-level qi refiner was named Mu Zhicong, although he behaved fairly modestly, but he naturally carried a faint sense of superiority, which was not only the superiority of strength, but also The pride of being born in a sect, the three comrades beside him also more or less gave Li Qingshan the same feeling.

This sense of superiority is not only not a bad thing for their men, but a good thing. It proves that they have a high degree of recognition for the three words "Ivy Mountain", so they are proud of being born in Ivy Mountain.

But Yu Zijian felt that it was not good to introduce "Niu Er", so he simply said: "This is Niu Juxia!"

Those Ivy disciples thought it was Li Qingshan's name, and said in their hearts: "This name is really weird, but it is a bit appropriate to accompany his figure."

Mu Zhicong's heart moved, and he said in surprise: "Could it be that you are the Niu Juxia who threw Song Ming out of the wall with that move!?"

Li Qingshan acquiesced with a smile, knowing that Song Ming was the so-called senior brother Song, the news spread quickly. Unexpectedly, the three mountains are allies and compete with each other, and scandals about their disciples have always been the fastest to spread, otherwise Liu Fengrui would not have come to Kuangjian Villa so soon.

Several Ivy disciples immediately respected Li Qingshan, that big black face like the bottom of a pot, with a smile showing a line of white teeth, also seemed to be full of unfathomable and deep meaning.

Cheng Jiali, the only female disciple, asked curiously: "I don't know which mountain you practice on? How much is your cultivation level now?"

Li Qingshan said with a smile: "I am born with supernatural power, and I accidentally obtained a set of body training exercises in the mountains. In terms of Qi training, I am far inferior to Fellow Daoist Mu."

Loose cultivation, body training.

Several people quickly summed up these two words from Li Qingshan's words, and their attitude changed again, returning to the faint sense of superiority of a decent disciple.

Body training is in the practice of Dao, just like external skills in the arena, it is always underestimated by people, of course, it is another thing to be able to practice both internally and externally, Li Qingshan is obviously not in this category. And casual cultivators with no family and no sect are like weeds and weeds, often squeezed and oppressed by members of the mén sect.

Although Li Qingshan's figure is tall, in their hearts, he has already faintly lowered his head.

In particular, Mu Zhicong's displeasure at Yu Zijian's closeness to Li Qingshan has almost completely disappeared. Although this guy is not weak, but he is just a brute force martial artist, if he can't improve the level of Qi refining, what's the use of being strong, and he is so ugly, I regard him as an opponent, but I underestimate myself.

Li Qingshan keenly felt the changes in many emotions, the smile on his face did not change, he sighed a little about the coldness of the world, and did not take it to heart, it is natural for people to follow the trend, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

However, this is also because Li Qingshan's strength is strong enough and his confidence is strong enough, otherwise it is inevitable that some grievances will arise. The heart of a person is directly related to strength. People with low strength want to pretend to be open-minded, which is often just self-consolation.

"I came to visit her on behalf of his father. She was taken away abruptly by one of your senior brothers surnamed Liu. Her father didn't know how worried she was." There was a hint of questioning in Li Qingshan's words. Can't help but make the decision for her.

"You mean Senior Brother Liu? The master has already punished him." The young man frowned slightly, slightly displeased with Li Qingshan's question.

Li Qingshan was even more surprised, although he only met Liu Guanshi once, but he should be a powerful Qi refiner who opened up a sea of ​​Qi, I don't know how this girl can make the Ivy Master punish his lover for her .

Li Qingshan saw that these people were not unreasonable people. He saw that there was a tea house next to it, which was quiet and elegant, and then looked at the signboard on the door, which said "Qing Ji Tea House", which really lived up to the name. Not many people, very quiet.

"This is not a place to talk, please come and have a cup of tea inside, and I will also ask Zijian a few things on behalf of her father."

It was the first time for Yu Zijian to hear him call her own name directly, and she felt weird in her heart. Thinking about him coming here for her own sake, her heart was warm, her ears turned red, and she pinched the hem of her clothes, not knowing what to say. I just want Niu Juxia to be such a good person!

It was the first time for Mu Zhicong to see Yu Zijian like this, he was inexplicably jealous, and asked with a strange smile: "You want to invite us here for tea?" méāo changed his eyes, showing a strange smile on his face.

When Li Qingshan entered the teahouse, he knew why they were laughing, and also why the teahouse was so quiet, there were several bamboo plaques on the west wall with prices written on them.

The cheapest tea costs seven spirit stones, while the most expensive tea costs more than twenty yuan. Which qi practitioner, who has spirit stones, does not buy pills to practice kung fu, spirit talismans to protect the body, come to drink this pot of tea.

There is no sorority in the store, there is only one owner, a clean old man with white hair, who is also the doctor of tea in the store, Li Qingshan and the others came in without even raising his head. A few curtains were drawn down, and a few private seats were separated. The people inside seemed to be talking, but there was no sound, which was obviously due to the effect of the formation.

Li Qingshan said: "Tsk, this tea is really not cheap!"

Yu Zijian pulled Li Qingshan and walked out: "It's too expensive, let's find another one. There is a steamed stuffed bun shop on the corner of the street. They use the meat of three-colored deer as stuffing?"

The three Ivy Mountain disciples also echoed with a smile: "Yes, this tea is nothing to drink!"

The face is as expected, casual cultivator is basically synonymous with poverty, even if you don't have enough money to buy elixir, where can you get the money to buy the famous tea from Qingji Tea House. There was no deep malice in them, of course, but it was always a pleasure to watch country bumpkins make a fool of themselves.

Of course, it is impossible for a group of people to just go out in such a disheveled manner. At this time, of course, there must be a generous man to save the situation.

Mu Zhicong said: "This Qingji tea house is very famous in the practice of Taoism. It can be regarded as the highest enjoyment in life to enjoy a cup of fragrant tea. If you come here, you will be at ease. Since you are a friend of Zijian, when you come here Under the Ivy Mountain, I should be the host."

Li Qingshan didn't even know about the famous Qingji Tea House, of course he was ignorant.

Cheng Jiali looked at Mu Zhicong affectionately, "Then we will let senior brother spend the money today. Zijian, please thank senior brother, such a luxury enjoyment, let alone a small place, just us, Haven't tried it a few times."

Li Qingshan noticed Cheng Jiali's hostility towards Yu Zijian, this sentence clearly meant that Yu Zijian was a country bumpkin just like himself. This is the trouble for human beings, the hostility of monsters is on the body, but the hostility of human beings is in the heart.

But Yu Zijian couldn't hear the meaning of this kind of words, and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Mu, actually, I also want to taste what such an expensive tea is like? Let's drink that cloud tea!"

Yunwu tea is the cheapest kind of tea. It is rare to be an innocent and straightforward woman, and it is even rarer to be kind and considerate. She seems to have gathered the advantages of both father and mother. The more we get along, the more lovely and precious she can be felt place.

Mu Zhicong's eyes became more and more gentle: "Zijian, you can drink whatever you want to drink."

Cheng Jiali's smile was a little stiff, and the other two Ivy disciples looked at her with a hint of ridicule.

Li Qingshan laughed secretly, it was as if a third-rate master and a great Qi practitioner were fighting each other, Cheng Jiali would be completely defeated after a little effort.

Although Cheng Jiali's appearance is not bad, she lacks that charming charm. It's like the same song, some people can sing quite well, although they can't find faults, it doesn't matter if they don't listen to it, while some people can sing it so that it touches the heartstrings.

Mu Zhicong was about to greet the tea doctor, but was stopped by Li Qingshan, grinning: "Although we are from a small place, we can still drink a sip of tea, isn't it, Zijian?"

Yu Zijian suddenly recalled the meaning of Cheng Jiali's words just now, frowned and said, "No way!" Annoyed, you can look down on me, but how can you look down on Juxia Niu?

ps: I implore the monthly tickets in your hands, and hope to keep more than 30 people until the end of the month, this heart is enough!

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