Legend of the Great Sage

Clang, clang, clang!

The bell tower rang rapidly, and the disgraced miners looked up. This was a summons bell that had not sounded for a long time.

There is a wooden platform built on the central square of the town, which is where large gatherings are held. If it is a festival, you can also listen to a big play here, which is brightly lit at this time.

On the high platform, there was a row of people kneeling in colorful clothes. Surrounded by a group of silent swordsmen, their shadows wavered in the firelight, giving off a chilling air.

"You are from Shen Yuan Villa, why did you attack us!? Did the White Ape King ask you to do it?"

A man in luxurious clothes raised his head and asked in surprise. He was enjoying the dinner comfortably in the house a moment ago, but now he has become a prisoner. With his innate second-level cultivation, he is enough to rule this mine, but how can he defeat more than ten people? He was an innate master, and he was extremely familiar with the names of several of them. Even though he was a guest in Pegasus City, how could he suddenly take action against him?

"It's not the White Ape King, it's me!"

A voice came from the darkness, and the man looked back in shock. Two dots of orange shone in the darkness, and he jumped onto the high platform. The swordsmen bowed their heads together, "Your Majesty!"

The man's eyes widened, but it was not the White Ape King he had imagined, but a burly man with long arms reaching his knees. However, he couldn't tell his specific cultivation level. He came to him and squatted down, tilted his head and asked, "You are the one?" The head here?”

"You...who are you?"

Li Qingshan stood up and asked the audience: "Do you know who I am?"

No one dared to respond, they were just the lowest miners. Even a small foreman can whip them at will, but now the unreachable horse mine owner is still kneeling there.

"I am Li Qingshan..."

Li Qingshan's voice was not particularly high-pitched, but it was clearly transmitted to every ear. With every word he said and every wave he waved, the place gradually became boiling. Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the high platform, and under the firelight, that life The man with the strange appearance seems to exude magical power. Point out a road to heaven.

Just like Gu Yanying said. These people like his ideas far more than those swordsmen. In Li Qingshan's words, vested interest groups are far less revolutionary than the oppressed classes. Therefore, we must mobilize the masses to rely on the masses. From the masses to the masses.

The miners were physically strong. But most of them only have the most superficial internal strength, which is not enough to save their lives when the mine collapses.

Living on the verge of death every day. In this world where martial arts prevails, death is not something to be afraid of, and the "White Ape Sword Codex" is something that the top masters in the world are willing to risk their lives to get.

Later, the voices were like ocean waves, coming one after another. Except for Li Qingshan, everyone on the high platform changed their expressions. It was the first time in their lives that they felt such authority.

"Princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have the seed?" Li Qingshan opened his arms.

"King of Heroes! King of Heroes! King of Heroes!" the miners raised their arms and shouted.

Li Qingshan grabbed the mine owner and threw him towards the crowd: "Now, I will leave him to you to deal with!"

The crowd dispersed in a circle. This was the majesty established by the Ma family for two hundred years. The owner of the Ma mine was filled with fear: "How dare you... Pegasus City will never let go of any traitor!"

The miners were immediately enraged: "How did you, surnamed Ma, ever let us go?"

"I was just very hungry. I hunted a deer in the forest and was sent here. Unfortunately, my parents had no one to take care of them and they starved to death!" "I didn't do anything at all, I just said the wrong thing. You offended a man named Ma!" "Instead of working to death here, it's better to fight!" "Fight!"

The crowd drowned the owner of the mine like an undercurrent, and the shrill screams broke out of the undercurrent, pierced the night sky, and ended abruptly.

The swordsmen were also horrified that an innate master died like this.

Li Qingshan laughed, grabbed another person and threw it into the crowd. The man screamed in mid-air and was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

There were screams, and figures bloomed into flowers of flesh and blood.

The atmosphere in the field reached its peak, even approaching fanaticism. The bound people were shaking all over and shouting for mercy.

Li Qingshan spares no one, like the devil of hell, using living people to feed ghosts, but he is also like the incarnation of justice, breaking the shackles and revolutionizing the world!

The sky is bright, but the blood stains are still there.

There are more than a dozen blacksmith furnaces in full swing on the square, and thousands of miners line up in a long queue.

Amidst the sizzling sound, the aroma of meat fills the air.

Dozens of people changed shifts and stamped the red-hot iron on the chests of each miner, printing the word "天下", which was the proof of membership. Then they could receive a page of the "White Ape Sword Code". Those who didn't get their turn would rush. Impatient, those who received the sword manual were overjoyed. This was a peerless swordsmanship. Even if there was only one page, it was enough for someone to reach the sky in one step and become a first-class master.

From today on, they no longer have to mine and can practice in an upright manner. Moreover, they are not practicing alone. It is said that the "Master of the World" will personally guide them. This is what everyone dreams of. Many of them are illiterate and cannot read sword manuals at all, and not everyone has the understanding to learn without a teacher.

In a large open space outside the town, everyone was holding iron swords of the same specifications, lined up neatly, and swung their swords with each move. The atmosphere was extremely lively. There was a swordsman in charge of the drill, and other swordsmen shuttled among the crowd to guide them. In their eyes, these miners were so clumsy that they were using their swords as hoes. Few of them could catch their eyes, and most of them missed the best point of practicing martial arts. Due to his age, if it weren't for the two figures on the hillside not far away, he would have already started to slack off in his work.

But some knowledgeable people thought: "This is just the beginning. Among so many people, there will always be a few talented people, and even if these people cannot become masters, their descendants will have a chance!" "

"Qingshan, how are you?"

On the hillside, Gu Yanying turned around and asked. She wore a silver eagle-faced mask on her face, which was made overnight by the most skilled swordsmith in the city. It was used to cover up her "best in the world" appearance and make it easier to act.

"This move was very good. The miners' brothers are very disciplined and obedient."

Li Qingshan nodded in approval. Gu Yanying was not idle last night. He drew a large number of drawings of armored crossbows and ordered the craftsmen to build them according to the drawings. The exquisite and practical design of the crossbow amazed the most experienced craftsmen, but the problem lies in the armor with simple craftsmanship. Armor is not popular in this world, and it will only become a burden in battles. Not only is it extremely inconvenient to move, but even the defensive effect is extremely limited. Any internal master can shatter the internal organs with one palm.

However, no one could guess that they were not going to set up a gang, but to use the dual methods of military strategists and Mohist sects to form an army, completely changing the way of playing! To be continued. . )