Legend of the Great Sage

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When the first bud emerges from the snow, the frozen river rumbles and breaks, and a gentle drizzle falls from the golden-leafed Bodhi tree. As the rain fell on Li Qingshan's shoulders, he opened his eyes: the Herb Garden was already full of spring, and the plants and trees had endured a cold winter and were all growing eagerly.

The energy of the earth sprouts and everything grows.

When all this was reflected in his eyes, a gentle smile appeared, and the small world inside his body was also full of spring.

Naturally and without any reluctance, the "Qilin Immortality Strategy" was completed to the first level.

The small world rumbled and vibrated like a long river, and its speed began to gradually increase.

Li Qingshan stood up. The time was ripe. It was time to take another step forward. He held his hands in the direction of Baicao Cave: "Senior sister, am I going to go through the tribulation?"

Ruan Yaozhu's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "You can stay here."

"Thanks, but there will probably be a lot of noise. It's better to go outside. It won't be good if you hurt the flowers and plants."

"Okay then, be careful."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Li Qingshan left Baicao Garden and the island where Baicao Garden was located, and threw himself into the depths of the vast sea. When he flew far enough, he suddenly opened a pair of brilliant phoenix wings and waved them vigorously. The strong wind stirred up thousands of feet of waves on the sea and roared away.

When he began to faintly hear thunder, he stopped, and the calamity clouds rolled and gathered above his head.

"Want to destroy me? Come on!"

With a wanton smile on his face, he spread his wings and arms toward the sky.

boom!

The thunder struck the sea, and the light reflected, filling the sea and sky with fierceness. All shadows were swallowed up by the thunder, leaving only his shadow as dark as an abyss, which became more and more clear in the light. Then it expanded, twisted, and skyrocketed...

Boom!

Like two sky pillars falling, a pair of iron hooves stepped into the seabed, crushing the sand and silt that had been deposited for thousands of years. The water was agitated and turbid, but it could only cover the crook of his legs, and a tiger's tail swept across the sea. Boom boom boom! It aroused tens of thousands of waves and formed a tsunami that moved far away from behind him.

The pair of phoenix wings became more and more brilliant and incredible. It condenses all the splendor in the world, and seems to be burning fiercely, no, it is exactly burning,

That flame came from the bottom of his heart.

Standing between the sea and the sky, confronting the calamity with his head raised, the horns on his head are like the moon, like an enraged bull, with only a small piece of red cloth in front of him. And the red cloth in his eyes is the rolling clouds of calamity, the endless sky.

The confrontation only lasted a moment, and perhaps even this moment was an illusion.

"Roar!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, looking like a human but not a human, like an animal but not an animal, chaotic yet sacred, heavy and passionate. Punch hard and hit the sky!

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In the bloody sky. The stars fell like rain, and the child showed an innocent and evil smile. The mother touched his head and showed approval, and the child became more and more proud. However, every star behind him was wailing in pain, and the sky was red as if it was bleeding.

Luohu Xiaoming woke up from a nightmare. Blinking his eyes, he realized that his body could not move. His whole body was frozen in black ice, with only his face exposed.

Ao Xuan was entrenched around the black black ice, and the huge dragon head was approaching. He asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Luohu Xiaoming murmured to himself.

"You'd better not play tricks with me, otherwise I will let you taste the pain of hell, which will only make us both embarrassed."

"Torture Asura." Luohu Xiaoming smiled.

"You have probably never been to the depths of hell. Once you do, you will know how happy it is to be killed with a sword." Ao Xuan bared his teeth, showing his sharp edge.

"Have you ever been to the depths of hell?" Luo Hu Xiaoming roughly guessed the whole story.

"Of course." Ao Xuan roared: "Boy, I'm asking you now! Your immortal body of Asura is suitable for the torture of hell. Then you will know what real pain is."

Luohu Xiaoming raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it more painful than burning your body in the flames of karma?"

"Uh..." Ao Xuan paused for a moment. Even the powerful people with great power were dazzled by the legendary pain of being burned by karma. He then reacted: "Nonsense! If you are burned by karma, How can you still be alive?"

Luohu Xiaoming sneered and said: "Four-legged snake, haven't you heard that as long as Asura's fighting spirit does not die, he will live forever?"

"Stop bluffing. If you are burned by the fire of karma, you will definitely die. Even if you are from the Rahu clan, you will still be unable to escape death."

"Are you afraid of revenge from the Luohu clan?"

Ao Xuan sneered: "The Luohu clan has withered away, and Asura still has no control over the world, what should I fear?"

"Are you afraid of that little bird that flew away? It's a bit like the one from Kunpeng."

Ao Xuan was furious: "Shut up, even the Great Sage Huntian can't escape suppression, let alone a little bastard!" Suddenly he regained his composure: "You want to anger me, okay, then let me try, what are you doing?" How long can I keep my words?"

The black black ice slowly eroded Luohu Xiaoming's body, and every moment there were countless tiny and extremely sharp ice ridges piercing the flesh and blood, which was more brutal than Lingchi's execution.

"Say, who are you?"

"You are afraid of the secrets I carry, and of the catastrophe that may lead to death. But that guy is not afraid. No matter you are a dragon or something else, he will twitch, skin, and cut you into pieces. He will not hesitate even if you hesitate, let alone be lazy. Ask questions. They are probably not afraid either, and I am afraid they all like the taste of your flesh and blood..."

Luohu Xiaoming endured the "slight" pain and kept talking, suddenly understanding Li Qingshan's mean words. Words are indeed a very good weapon, especially in this situation.

"Who are they?" the dragon roared.

"They are all very interesting guys. I guarantee you will meet them."

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On the vast Gobi Desert, there are exposed red rocks and yellow earth mountains everywhere. The midday sun is extremely hot, and the air twists and fluctuates in the heat flow. A figure walks from a distance, and the soft and shiny bare feet step on the sharp gravel, without any trace of it. Blocking her steps, the broken cassock with black scriptures painted on it danced with the hot wind, and she marched resolutely like an ascetic.

"Xiao An, I think we should hide first and try our best to improve our cultivation."

The hot wind moved, and Gu Yanying blocked her way. After surviving four heavenly tribulations, a brand new world opened to them. It was the best time to improve their cultivation and strength. She felt that she was becoming stronger and closer to Kunpeng every moment.

"I think we should meet up with Qingshan and tell him what happened." Xiao An walked past her expressionlessly, and his voice did not fluctuate.

"How do you know where he is? And what's the situation in the Wanxiang Sect?"

"I know he's alive." That's enough.

"Can't you live without him?"

"Yes." Xiao An answered without any hesitation.

Gu Yanying watched her go away: "Are you just going to walk like this?"

"Who made me have no wings?"

Gu Yanying spread her hands and sighed helplessly: "Okay, eldest lady, as you wish, come on my back!"

The smile on Xiao An's lips flashed away, she turned around silently and walked over.

Smoke and the sound of horse hooves rose in the distance, and Gu Yanying said: "Someone is coming."

Xiao An said: "Wait." (To be continued...)

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