Legend of the Great Sage

\u003e An can always feel Li Qingshan's emotional changes immediately, and tilts his head strangely. 【｜I｜|】

Li Qingshan drove Liu Chuanfeng out, closed the door, and asked An about his recent practice.

Ann was even more surprised: "What happened?"

Li Qingshan smiled wryly and rubbed his head. He never thought of himself as an indecisive person, but now he understands that the reason why he is not indecisive is because he has never encountered anything that is really difficult to make a decision.

It was once a wish in his heart to restore her memory and regain her original name and identity. Sending her back to her hometown was the first promise he made in this world.

But if these old wishes and promises came at the same time, he would definitely not be able to laugh.

"I found a good thing, it might be helpful." Li Qingshan pondered for a moment, told the truth, took out the remaining half of Yishui, and told An about its function.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingshan found that An's performance was no more calm than his. The hand holding the Yishui bottle even trembled slightly, causing the blue liquid to tremble for a while.

Without the excitement and joy that could restore her memory, she lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her big eyes.

"I don't want to drink."

"Why?" Li Qingshan asked knowingly, and they were connected with each other. How could he not understand her concerns? If possible, he would rather not know the existence of this potion, even if he could not simply obtain the power of faith through writing.

But as an adult. He can't let a child's willfulness, and he can't let his own willfulness, he will do what is good for "her".

"Don't be self-willed. Give it a try, I just tried it, the effect is not bad, maybe it will be useful, of course, it may not be useful, don't expect too much. [M me]"

Ann looked up. Looking directly into Li Qingshan's eyes, he said with a distressed expression: "I'm not going anywhere, okay?"

Li Qingshan's heart gradually became firm, and he returned to his normal state. With a grin, he kissed her deeply on the forehead: "Where are you going, I will go!"

An closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the remaining Yishui in the bottle in one gulp.

Slightly bitter liquid. along the throat. Flowing into the stomach, turning into a mysterious force,

Spread out. Straight to the sky.

After a long time, An opened his eyes.

Li Qingshan said: "How is it?"

Ann shook her head: "I don't feel it."

From the day when she practiced "The Road of Zhuyan and White Bones", her soul. It was integrated with the bones, and with countless days and nights of practice, her bones have long been stronger than diamonds. Not only are they difficult to destroy by external forces, but even foreign energy cannot penetrate into them.

so. Whether it is absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, or taking pills. For her, it has no effect, what is enhanced is just this skin of color. Only using flames to devour flesh and blood and refine bones is her only way of practice.

The medicinal power of Yishui is naturally ineffective for her.

Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew that the medicine made by that woman didn't work so well, so don't worry, just think about it slowly."

An Qing said "hmm" and asked strangely, "That woman?"

"It's a messy woman, don't worry about her, come and see how I write." Li Qingshan hugged her on his lap, and showed her the manuscript he copied so hard.

An read it very seriously, pointing out the "strange" places in the book from time to time. The so-called strangeness means martial arts. The environment in this world is not acclimatized, and there are problems with the use of many words and allusions.

Li Qingshan felt dizzy again, and it turned out that copying was not that simple: "What can I do?" He hadn't read many books, and it had only been a year or two since he came out of Woniu Village. Not profound.

An smiled and said, "I have a solution."

Liu Chuanfeng was biting the tip of his pen, wondering what his apprentice had written.

Li Qingshan suddenly strode in: "Did you see it?"

Liu Chuanfeng said: "What do you want to see?"

Li Qingshan said: "Anyway, I don't care about you, it's better to be some famous ones, more popular ones, the more the better."

"What's wrong with mine?" Liu Chuanfeng argued immediately, he was no longer the original master of Fengyue, and immediately took out a letter from his treasure bag: "Look, how did people praise me?"

Li Qingshan stared, Liu Chuanfeng took out a lot of books from the treasure bag very honestly, there were hundreds of them.

Li Qingshan picked it up and left, Liu Chuanfeng shouted from behind: "Be careful, these are all rare books."

The monk's robe fluttered, and Master Yi Nian quietly came to Yunxu Island. Outside the bamboo building where Li Qingshan was, he saw through the layers of bamboo and wood, under the solitary lamp, one big and one two figures.

An was lying on the floor reading a book, flipping through the pages one by one, reading quickly, there were already more than a dozen books piled up beside her.

Li Qingshan stood there, as if he was thinking about something, turning around from time to time and waving his fists and feet.

He is comprehending the gains and losses of today's battle. If he is asked to read a book, he will read seven pages if he reads ten pages. But when he thinks back to today's battle, it seems like a movie is playing in his mind. He even clearly remembered how he knocked down every military disciple.

Gradually, the surrounding shadows dimmed, and the expressions and figures of each military disciple were also blurred, leaving only a group of stickman-like military disciples rushing up on the long stairs.

He imitated their moves, the way they used their strength, and the lights cast his shadow on the wall, moving quickly and powerfully in a narrow space.

The two moved and remained still, but they formed a wonderful warm atmosphere, which made Master Yi Nian feel inexplicably familiar. After thinking for a long time, he realized that it was the feeling of home.

In order to save some lamp oil, my mother sewed clothes by the moonlight, and he played fireflies in the yard.

Master Yi Nian hurriedly suppressed these thoughts, and sighed silently. If a monk keeps saying the word "home", how can he succeed?

In the past few days, Li Qingshan's performance far surpassed that of ordinary practitioners, but made his worries even more aggravated.

They are not related by blood. Now she is still young, if she is a few years older, once she develops that kind of affection, it will be even more difficult and difficult to break up.

After hesitating for a moment, Master Yi Nian turned around and left. This Dharma meeting, I will let all my fellow disciples use the most important principles of Buddhism to enlighten her and let her cut off the mortal relationship.

The sound of flipping the book and the sound of fists and feet breaking through the air stopped one after another.

"Okay." Li Qingshan sank into his dantian and smiled. If today's battle were to happen again, he was confident that he could win more easily.

Ann smiled and said, "Let's get started!"

Under the solitary light, Li Qingshan wrote, An spoke, and the two of them made changes bit by bit, so as to make it more in line with this era. Unknowingly, time passed bit by bit.

Why bother to break through the iron shoes and work hard, the so-called memories, don't they happen all the time?