Legend of the Great Sage

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In the Pure Land Monastery, the abbot of Yangon hurriedly tapped the wooden fish and kept chanting scriptures in his mouth, as if he was praying for blessings, and at the same time he seemed to be transcending.

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.

The monks were surprised: "Abbot?"

The abbot of Yangon raised his hand to stop the monks' questions and listened attentively.

Crackling, the swaying firelight in the brazier cast Li Qingshan's figure on the rock wall, and climbed straight to the high dome, overlooking it.

The sergeants talked a lot, and the cave was buzzing.

The name of this one is unknown to everyone in Black Cloud City. Not long ago, the entire army competed, and the invincible player among the millions of troops swept all the generals. "Crawling General" now has another explanation, that is, he likes to beat people and crawl around the ground.

The generals in the Xuanwu Legion also rushed over to stand in the forefront, looking up at Li Qingshan with different expressions.

"The city is about to break!"

Li Qingshan said with a solemn expression, and the cave immediately fell silent.

Even though all ordinary sergeants have faintly felt this, no one has dared to say so directly. Spreading rumors and disturbing the morale of the army is a capital crime. Just four words, deafening!

The expressions of all the generals changed drastically. They knew the situation better than the sergeants, but they could only comfort them normally. Otherwise, there would be chaos in the army, and no one would be able to take this responsibility.

"Senior brother, please be careful..." A general tried to stop him from continuing.

"Shut up!" Li Qingshan glanced at him and kept the students in silence, almost all of whom had been beaten by him.

Li Qingshan pointed out and said sternly: "This city wall, this formation is useless, it can't resist the attack of the demon people at all!"

The fear of all these people immediately caused a commotion in the cave.

Li Qingshan was unmoved. He continued: "Those cultivators who are aloof may still be able to escape, or even get into the teleportation hall. Going back to the Vientiane Sect, what are you going to do?"

The commotion intensified. It ignited everyone's anger, like a muffled thunder rolling in the belly of the mountain.

Someone shouted sharply: "Is the general going to abandon us?"

Someone wailed and begged: "General,

save us! "

Others bowed their heads and asked themselves, "What should we do?"

All doubts, fears, anger, and hopes all point to Li Qingshan on the high platform.

This enormous pressure is enough to make ordinary people mentally collapse, even the cultivators have to advance and retreat, and even the generals and commanders in the audience are panicked, and the sergeants around them all look at them with suspicion.

"Ha ha!"

Li Qingshan smiled, and smiled very happily. It turned into a loud laugh, overshadowing the thunderous commotion, and pointed to the audience, and said decisively: "I can't save you, you will all die!"

Then he disappeared on the high platform, everyone was irritated, the crowd was surging, pushing forward and back, some people shouted: "Reverse, reverse!" Some shouted: "Kill it out!"

But most were just screaming in despair. The sound waves were higher than waves, as if they were about to overturn the entire Black Cloud City, but they were trapped in the belly of the mountain, rushing left and right. There is no way out.

This is the world of cultivation where gods and Buddhas come to the world. Everyone understands one thing. They are just mortals. Maybe they are much stronger than ordinary people, and they have some means of refining qi, but they are still like ants compared to real practitioners. .

If there is no cultivator in command, just relying on the black cloud and thunder roaring array above their heads, they can all be turned into ashes.

The abbot of Yangon sighed: "All living beings are suffering!"

Even though the generals are powerful, they are in this turbulent sea of ​​​​people. He also felt like a lonely boat, and cried out in his heart. Is this guy just here to make fun of him? But tell them what to do, the demon militia outside is coming under the city. Do you want *? But after the crackdown, is there any Xuanwu Legion in the world?

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the cave vibrated violently, and the roar continued to echo. The gravel rustled down from the dome, and everyone looked up in amazement, thinking that the cave was about to collapse.

When they bowed their heads again, they found that Li Qingshan had returned to the high platform and announced, "I have smashed the teleportation hall!"

Everyone was stunned.

Li Qingshan smiled and asked loudly, "Who do you think I am!"

"Everyone will die, you will die, and I will die too! Even the gods and Buddhas, I don't believe that they are really immortal. But you shouldn't be like a rat, dying in such a ghost place, that's not the death of a man Law!" He smiled at several female generals: "It's not a woman's way to die."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I am already the commander of the Xuanwu Legion, and I will go out of the city tomorrow to fight the demons to the death! As for that teleportation hall..."

"Hmph, I want to fight to the death, who dares to escape first!"

His eyes swept across the generals of the Xuanwu Legion. They are the backbone of the Xuanwu Legion and an important node for the gathering of military energy, but because of their certain identities, I am afraid they still have thoughts and can return to the Vientiane Sect through teleportation.

If you can't break the cauldron and break the thought, how can you gather the hearts of the army, and how can ordinary sergeants have no complaints. If you don't do something real, can you just say it with your mouth? As for whether he would offend those true disciples, he didn't care.

"General!"

In the turbulent sea of ​​people, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, like the twinkling of stars, converging on Li Qingshan's body.

They are all warriors selected by thousands of people, and there is no one who is greedy for life and fear of death. What they are afraid of is the suffocation of death, there is no hope, and they are abandoned like chess pieces.

Finally, someone is willing to face them, trust them, fight side by side with them, live and die together, and see a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

The cheers went from low to high, getting louder and louder.

"Li Qingshan! Li Qingshan! Li Qingshan!"

The morale is like a rainbow, and the will is united.

In the absence of an army formation at all, there was a rush of military energy that gathered towards him and condensed into a giant. Although it was indistinct, it surprised the generals and the academy. Even Chao Tianjiao didn't have this kind of magic power. Li Qingshan put aside them to communicate with all the sergeants, and the sergeants also abandoned them and offered their loyalty.

Li Qingshan also felt his blood boil, and the giant with condensed military aura waved to the audience.

In an instant, there was thunderous cheers!

In the Pure Land Monastery, the abbot of Yangon smiled slightly. Only those who believe in "equality of all living beings" can get the true support of all living beings. But he frowned, and there was one sentence that made him extremely uneasy - even the gods and Buddhas, I don't believe that they are immortal!

Even mortals, after having a certain status, will be greedy for life and life. Among the practitioners, who does not seek longevity, who does not want to be a god or a Buddha. Such a mind, such a thought, is truly terrifying.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, looking at the ordinary faces under the stage, a thought became more and more profound: "I am just a mortal. I am neither a god nor a demon. If one day I forget this, I will not It's me again."

Thinking of this, many bottlenecks in my heart suddenly become clear, and I feel extremely comfortable.

The "Book of Freedom" was in operation, and the new Yin God, no, the Yang God, began to condense in the small world.

With a big wave of his hand: "I will stand at the forefront of tomorrow's battle. Those who are afraid of death stay here! Those who are not afraid of death, fight with me!"

The generals bowed their heads and clapped their hands, clapping their promises: "I would like to fight to the death with the generals!"

The army shouted in unison: "I am willing to fight to the death with the general!" (To be continued.)

ps: There are too many ups and downs, such as being stuck in the mud. Do not obey the mandate of heaven, do not believe in gods and Buddhas. But there are still people who are willing to fight to the death with me?