Legend of the Great Sage

In the sky, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged on the clouds, feeling that the Dayan God Talisman gathered his wish much faster. //

If belief is a kind of power, then in the city below, people gradually began to believe in an illusory existence.

"Let's go, go to the next stop!"

Li Qingshan toured all over the place. All the missions were carefully selected by him. There are many missions and they involve a wide range of tasks, but they are super simple. Basically, the main goal is to attack people in the world.

It's not that he can't complete more difficult tasks. I believe that as long as he is at the level of a Qi refiner, there are few characters that he and Xiaoan can't beat, but the key is to make the characters he writes stand out. There are more troubles, and it is out of the understanding of mortals.

He is now going to chop off the owner of the Hidden Sword Palace, and the common people don't know who it is! Cracking down on those local tyrants and gentry who bully men and women and run rampant in the countryside is what the common people like to see.

Gradually, the image of a young hero was established in the hearts of the general public.

Yes, young man, Li Qingshan originally set in his heart a half-grown child, but that child grew up in the legend, and every time he transformed into a different form, he appeared in this world with an image more in line with people's expectations.

There are discussions under every eaves, and the patches on the boy's clothes also become more and less, and the color of the belt is sometimes red and sometimes green. The brush in the right hand remains unchanged, but the left hand sometimes holds a reed flute and sometimes a gourd.

His final appearance is the integration of thousands of beliefs and wishes.

At the same time, the wish power collected by Dayan Rune. It has grown exponentially, and that young hero has become more real, vivid and powerful.

There was even a divine light in his eyes that was no different from that of a living person, which made Li Qingshan secretly marvel at the miraculousness of the novelist's method.

Of course, he still doesn't have the ability to think independently. It's not a living person, it can only be like a machine, saying some stylized lines. critical time. Li Qingshan needs to manipulate it secretly like a puppet.

But Li Qingshan felt that what restricted him was not the amount of willingness, but the realm of the Dayan God Talisman.

And the realm of Dayan Divine Talisman is high or low. It is subject to the level of Qi refining cultivation. Only by going through the catastrophe and transforming true energy into spiritual energy, can the Dayan Talisman be rebuilt and endowed with stronger power. At that time, he might really be able to communicate with people like a living child.

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At the top of the tallest tower in the city,

Zhao Lingshu stood with his hands clasped together, looking coldly at the back of Qihu going away, and leaped forward, with a pair of metal wings stretched out from behind. Gliding across the sky, chasing after.

With a whistling sound, a gust of wind was raised, and it fell from the sky, landing in front of the young man.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" The boy said with an exaggerated expression like a drama.

Zhao Lingshu said coldly: "Which painter's disciple are you, dare to learn from others to be chivalrous and fight for justice? You can fool ordinary people with your methods, but you can't fool me!"

"Who are you, why are you blocking my way?" The boy still said with an exaggerated expression as if he was acting in a drama.

"Do you know who you killed in Yutai Mountain?" Zhao Lingshu raised his eyebrows. He was born in a den of bandits. His father and brothers were all bandits. Because of his talent in qi refining, he was favored by the head of the guild of the famous Qinghe Mansion's big gang, and he was accepted as a disciple. He practiced hard for many years, and now he has reached the seventh level of qi refining. Unexpectedly, when he returned to his hometown, he found that all his relatives were dead, not even the dregs left.

"Who are you, why are you blocking my way?" The boy said again with an exaggerated expression like a drama.

If Zhao Lingshu had played games before, he would be very familiar with this scene. There is no way, although the young man looks like a real person, and can even display many powerful methods, but he is not human after all.

Just because he had never played before, Zhao Lingshu was furious: "You killed all my relatives! I want you to die!"

bass! The long sword was unsheathed on the back, like a shocking lightning, like a swimming dragon, and wound around the boy's neck.

Zhao Lingshu had already seen the young man's decapitated appearance. He came here to avenge not out of a whim, but also secretly investigated for a long time. Although the young man has the skills of a painter, the paintings he draws are only three or four levels refined. The level of Qi is not enough to be afraid of.

Sure enough, the young man just looked dull, watching the flying sword stabbing him, without any reaction.

Seeing that the great revenge is about to be avenged, Zhao Lingshu feels a loneliness as if he is independent from the world. As a practitioner, he is destined to walk a lonely road. Goodbye father, goodbye brothers, please bless me under the nine springs !

But the flying sword pierced through the air, the boy disappeared out of thin air, and the giant tiger was pressed into a thin picture and flew into the air, Zhao Lingshu was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

A man in Tsing Yi and a child descended from the sky on a white cloud and shouted at Zhao Lingshu.

Just as Li Qingshan was distracted talking and joking with Xiao An in the sky, he turned his face and saw that Feijian came to kill him, and immediately dissipated his wish power and recalled the giant tiger.

Zhao Lingshu said coldly: "So you are behind the scenes to control all of this?"

Xiao An has been watching all directions, listening to all directions, and talking to Li Qingshan.

"I said that group of shit bandits in Yutai Mountain, why are they so rampant? It turns out that you are behind the support." Li Qingshan just understood what happened, and said angrily. The women were all played with out of human form, and some of them were crazy.

According to the legend, he has never seen a green forest hero who is a chivalrous hero who acts out of righteousness and acts on behalf of the heavens.

"Ordinary people are like ants. They cannot escape the fate of being played with and killed. Since you admit it, then die!" Zhao Lingshu held the sword formula with his hand, and the flying sword came in a flash of lightning.

Li Qingshan's aura is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the child beside him is just a mortal. He was absolutely sure that he could kill them on the spot. Although things were a little unexpected, everything was under his control. Seeing Li Qingshan catch his flying sword with his hands, he sneered even more.

"Break it!"

Li Qingshan held Feijian casually: "I think you are like an ant!"

Zhao Lingshu urged the flying sword again and again, the flying sword was trembling, but it remained motionless in Li Qingshan's hands, he was shocked in his heart, knowing that when he met a strong opponent, he was actually a rare body refiner. The metal wings on the back flew up into the sky. Fortunately, the pair of Mohists' iron wings bestowed by their masters could fly freely in the air and remain invincible.

In a blink of an eye, he saw Li Qingshan coming from the sky, faster than Feijian, and he was shocked.

Zhao Lingshu hurriedly retreated, and said, "Why should we fight and kill each other for the sake of mortals? I have already figured it out. Since I stepped into the path of cultivation, I should get rid of these worldly feelings. They have nothing to do with them. Thank you, fellow daoist, for helping me cut it off. I will meet Zhao Lingshu next time, do you dare to honor my name as a fellow daoist?"

"Go to hell, ants!"

Li Qingshan used the wave stepping pose, accelerated suddenly, and came to Zhao Lingshu in an instant, his right hand was bluffed like a tiger's claw, easily piercing through the protective qi, scratching the skin and sternum, holding the hot heart, and pulling out out.

This tiger demon digs out his heart and uses it to deal with practitioners, which is even more interesting.

"I'm going to die here!" Zhao Lingshu's pupils suddenly expanded, "My cultivation path has just begun..."

He only used his last strength to crush the talisman calling for help.

People just give Xiao An a snack, but there are a few useful things in the treasure bag, especially the pair of iron wings, which is a bit interesting.

As for Zhao Lingshu's request for help, Li Qingshan didn't take it seriously at all, he stayed in the Hundred Schools Academy for a year, and he knew a lot about the famous sects in Qinghe Mansion.

The ** Society is just a gang of the same nature as the Iron Fist Gate. Its guild leader forgot whether it is the ninth or tenth level of Qi Refining, and it is definitely not a foundation-building cultivator anyway. In the eyes of the Jianghu people, it is a terrifying Big Mac, but in the eyes of him and Xiaoan, it is a group of self-propelled treasure bags and the whole family's bucket house to deliver, I am afraid they will not come.

Li Qingshan even thought about whether he should stay here and wait for them to deliver the goods to his door, but who knows if he will be able to succeed, after all, he still has to go back to date Han Qiongzhi!

Leap forward and step on the clouds.

An hour later, an old man came to this wilderness and looked around. He is the leader of the ** Association, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi refining, which is close to the peak of Qi refining fighters.

If Li Qingshan knew that he came so quickly, he might regret not waiting a little longer.

The teacher and the apprentice were united, the old man felt that Zhao Lingshu was already in danger, and his face was full of rage. His most talented disciple died here! All his years of training were in vain.

revenge? Or save it! There was no trace of fighting on the ground, so how could he afford to provoke someone who could kill Zhao Lingshu silently?

Their kind of gang looks majestic and majestic. All the money and beauties in the secular world can get whatever they want, but in the whole practice path, they are really the bottom. Whether it is a disciple of a sect or a disciple of a hundred scholastic schools, it is not easy to offend. If you are not careful, you will cause a catastrophe. Pity me as a disciple, because my heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper.

One month later, the Dayan Divine Talisman radiated radiance, and the brilliance blurred the runes in it, like a blue sun, shining through the sea of ​​Qi in the dantian,

Li Qingshan smiled in satisfaction, but that alone was not enough. But the seeds have been sprinkled all over the earth, and the next step is to wait for the flowering and fruiting. There are still about three months left, which must be enough.

Li Qingshan stood in front of the eagle wolf guardhouse where people were coming and going, looked up at the room of the deputy commander under the eagle, and smiled brightly: "Qiongzhi, I'm here!"

The mood was a little excited, dating a woman, after all, this was the first time he had traveled through eighteen years. Xiao An took the picture of a thousand corpses and went to Wuleu Island, giving him enough time.

On the rippling Longsnake Lake, the spring is beautiful, a small boat is floating with the waves, Li Qingshan is lying leisurely in the cabin, the beauty is beside him, the eyes are soft, and the heroic posture has also turned into tenderness, plump and vermilion lips, charming and charming, opened and closed several times , making an ethereal and clear sound.

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