Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan's heart moved, as if he had experienced this scene before, he grabbed Chao Tianjiao's wrist and gently took it away. www/

"Sister, please don't put your hands on other people's shoulders casually."

Chao Tianjiao saw that he had a different look on his face and mocked wantonly: "What, are you shy?"

Li Qingshan said calmly: "I only have Yao Zhu in my heart, senior sister, you'd better give up!"

At this time, all the generals of the Xuanwu Legion were still on the training ground. After hearing this, they really admired Li Qingshan. The commander of the legion had such a ferocious temper. He had just offended Senior Brother Li to death, and he dared to do this to him when he turned around. The senior sister said this. I have never seen someone so capable of seeking death.

Chao Tianjiao clasped Li Qingshan's shoulders tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "You really know how to have wishful thinking!"

Even if it was an ordinary Demon King, his shoulders would have to be crushed by her, but she felt a strange toughness on her fingertips, and the power could not penetrate into the skin.

"What kind of adventure has this kid had that makes him so strong?"

Li Qingshan secretly activated the "Ox Demon Leather Refining", and the skin of his shoulders turned into green cowhide. He said expressionlessly: "Oh, it hurts. Senior sister, please forgive me!"

Chao Tianjiao let go of his hand bitterly: "Boy, don't be complacent, there will be a competition between the whole army soon. I want you to be the first to go on stage, and I have prepared a small gift for you!"

"Don't worry, I won't miss it!"

Li Qingshan waved goodbye to Chao Tianjiao and returned to the tower.

The abbot of Yangon suddenly blocked his way: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, please stay."

"Master, what's the matter?" Li Qingshan clasped his hands together and bowed.

The abbot of Yangon recalled the huge demonic shadow that appeared at the border of the demonic realm. He always felt uneasy and wanted to ask for details. Although the path of great freedom practiced by Li Qingshan is inextricably linked to Buddhism, it is also the same as the path of demons and requires special attention.

"If you have made a great contribution to the cause of resisting demons with one step, you will definitely make a lot of contributions to the Wanxiang Sect. I need to leave a note at the Pure Land Temple so that I can report it to the Wuyu Celestial Palace."

Li Qingshan wanted to ask this monk for help. Then he smiled and said: "I see, then I will go with the master."

The Jodo Temple seemed to be enveloped in a warm glow, and the white snow turned into raindrops before it even touched the ground. Moisturizing the green grass on the ground, it looks like a bright spring.

Li Qingshan stopped in his tracks,

I frowned subconsciously, feeling disgusted for some reason.

The abbot of Yangon did not seem to notice his strangeness. He raised his hand and said: "Fellow Taoist, please come in!"

"It is indeed a pure land of Brahma." Li Qingshan smiled and walked through the mountain gate.

In an instant, a quiet and invisible force penetrated his skin like spring rain and moisturized his heart. The sound of wooden fish and chanting came from far away. If a mortal were here. I'm afraid there will be an immediate escape from the hustle and bustle of the world. The urge to take refuge in my Buddha.

However, he felt more and more disgusted, the evil thoughts continued to grow, and his back began to feel hot again, instantly repelling the quiet and invisible power. The sound of wooden fish and chanting was like ten thousand mosquitoes and ten thousand flies. There was a ringing in my ears, and all I could hear was "Amitabha".

"Fellow Taoist, you don't seem to like this place very much?" the abbot of Yangon turned around and asked.

"No, it's very good here." Li Qingshan suppressed the irritability in his heart and forced a smile: "Today is really the right time!" He had to quickly get rid of the statue of the God of Freedom.

Arriving at the Mahavira Hall, the Buddha's eyes dropped. Looking down at all living beings indifferently, it seems like he is not seeing anything.

Li Qingshan was restless and lowered his head slightly. He wished he could smash the Buddha to pieces with one punch and kill all the monks chanting sutras.

Taking a deep breath, I finally sat down on a futon in front of the Buddha.

The abbot of Yangon sat across from the desk and pushed a merit book over: "Fellow Taoist, please write it down!"

Li Qingshan took the pen and wrote: "Li Qingshan was ordered to explore the Demon Realm and found that Lengxue Pass had been massacred and turned into an empty city."

Just about to put down the pen. The abbot of Yangon added: "If you have other merits, you can also write them down. For example, if you killed a few demons or made other discoveries, it will become your contribution to the Wanxiang Sect."

Li Qingshan raised his head after hearing this: "Are the demons that I killed before counted?"

The abbot of Yangon's eyes flashed: "Forget it."

In order to fight against the Demon Realm, the Human World not only united all the major sects, but also tried every means to encourage small sects and casual cultivators to join the war. The monks who have experience fighting demons are all talents, and of course they will not begrudge this benefit.

"Ha, if there is such a good thing, then I have killed a lot of demons!"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, this was an unexpected surprise. When he was in Kyushu, he had many desperate battles with demons, and countless demons died under his hands. During the previous investigation, I did not find this item.

Because there are so few examples like this, practitioners of the human world will certainly not go to the battlefield without any trouble. And in the Three Thousand Worlds, it happens to be invaded by the Demon Realm, but it has not been annexed by the Demon Realm, and in the end, it can successfully ascend...

Everything was a small probability event. Even Silong, who was also born in Kyushu, had never had such an experience. If Li Qingshan were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be very difficult for him to kill one or two demon kings, and he would probably perish and not have the life to ask for credit.

"Amitabha, killing demons is considered meritorious."

Li Qingshan scratched his head: "But I don't remember the specific number clearly."

"Amitabha, as long as you don't deliberately lie and conceal the report, and it's not too different from the real number, it's fine. This is in front of the Buddha, and the Buddha will bear witness for you."

"That's good." Li Qingshan thought for a while and began to write. After writing, he pushed the credit book back to the abbot of Yangon: "Okay!"

The abbot of Yangon saw the numbers above clearly and showed an expression of astonishment.

Li Qingshan smiled and said nothing. He had even killed the Demon Emperor back then, and he had also killed many Demon Kings and Demon Commanders. Their numbers far exceeded the 200,000 to 300,000 Demons in Lengxue Pass.

If these were all considered as achievements and contributions to the Wanxiang Sect, wouldn't he soar into the sky? He was still thinking that many demons and monsters seemed to have been born in the Five Continents world. If he turned around and wiped them all out, would he still be far away from being a true disciple?

The group of true disciples probably never dreamed that they would receive a gift package for newcomers as soon as they sent him to the Demon Realm battlefield.

The abbot of Yangon looked at his merit book and then at Li Qingshan. This is in the Pure Land Temple, in front of Amitabha Buddha. Even a practitioner with the same level of cultivation as him cannot lie without being discovered.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that my Taoist friend would have such great contributions. I'm really disrespectful!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "It's easy to say, master, you're welcome. If it hadn't been for the master's reminder, I wouldn't have known that I had such a great contribution."

The abbot of Yangon asked: "Dare I ask where my friend killed so many demons?"

"Hmm..." Li Qingshan thought for a while: "It's not in the human world anyway."

"Could it be that we are in the Demon Realm?" The abbot of Yangon leaned forward, his eyes bright.

Li Qingshan was stunned: "Master, where did you think about it? Do you suspect that I am a spy from the Demon Realm?"

"Isn't it?" (To be continued.)