Legend of the Great Sage

Five Continents World

A man is walking on the road.

In the early morning, the sun has not yet risen, the sky is bright, and the vast field is endless. The air is fresh and humid, which is refreshing. His steps were also extraordinarily brisk, but each step had to leave a deep footprint, full of courage and self-confidence, even if the dew wet the hem of his clothes, he seemed to be walking in his own yard.

This is his world, and his name is "Li Qingshan".

Farewell to the island where the flowers are blooming, the aroma is still lingering on the tip of the nose, there is nothing more relaxing than the tenderness of a beautiful woman, not to mention the beauty of the world, the leader of a hundred flowers, even if he is far away, it still makes him aftertaste. endless.

Thinking back on everything that happened last night, riding the cool morning breeze, I almost felt a little drunk.

This trip to my hometown, following the trajectory of the long river of memory, I have seen old deceased people one by one: Li Long, Xianyue, Yu Zijian, Hua Chenglu... I have produced many feelings, although there is no lack of loneliness and sadness, But overall it's still enjoyable.

Especially in Hua Chenglu's cave mansion, after turning the clouds and raining, bathing and changing clothes, and sleeping for a long night, I felt that my whole body was light and every bone was loosened.

"Sure enough, after the war, there should be such a rest."

But because of this, he was not in a hurry to visit the next "old friend", but just strolled on the field.

Because that deceased person is too special, a woman he almost wants to marry - Han Qiongzhi.

At that time, he was just a fledgling man, and even though he had some strength, he was deeply hidden, but he got the love of her, the eldest lady of the Han family, and wanted to be with him desperately.

He has encountered many beauties in his life, but there is only one such thing. For him, it is not only the love of men and women, but also a very special kind of grace.

The time he spent with her could almost be called the most peaceful and comfortable time in his life. There was nothing strange and love, and writing a story could never be called wonderful, but it seemed to him in this life. Precious enough.

However, he couldn't spend his life so peacefully in the end, and all the things that happened after that: cheating, missed appointments, partings, I still feel guilty in retrospect.

So I don't want to see her in this state, I have to wait until the fragrance of the flowers dissipates and the aftertaste disappears before I can face it.

He couldn't help shaking his head. During this trip to his hometown, the performance of many people was beyond his expectations. Sure enough, people's hearts are the most unpredictable, even gods can't count them all.

At the same time, Baihuadongfu.

In the dense steam, Hua Chenglu stretched out her body and leaned comfortably by the hot spring pool, smiling and thinking: "Brother Li, Brother Li, you thought you took advantage, but I don't know if I took you Make up for the regrets of the year, hee hee!"

Who in the world would have thought that the dignified "Fairy Hundred Flowers" would never forget a man? But if you know that the man's name is "Li Qingshan", you will not be surprised.

However, Li Qingshan has always been a forgetful person, facing the rising sun and striding forward. So as the sun rises, the aftertaste disappears as quickly as the morning dew.

He took a deep breath, sucked the last wisp of the fragrance of the flowers, and suddenly lost his smile, feeling like a husband who went out to have fun, before entering the house,

Rectify the mood and speech, wipe off the perfume and hickey.

Just as she was about to cross the thousands of miles in one step, she came to Han Qiongzhi and gave her a surprise when suddenly a strange buzzing sounded through her mind.

He frowned suspiciously, and listened subconsciously. All the sounds within a hundred miles were under his surveillance, but he did not hear the source of the sound.

He can also put the monitoring range larger, so loud as all the sounds in the whole world, but the sound is close at hand, as if it is close to the ear.

He covered his ears with his hands again, blocking out all external sounds, but the humming still did not disappear.

His face sank, as if he understood what it was, he slowly put down his hands, let out a sigh of relief, and concentrated all his energy to distinguish the humming sound. Finally, I could hear it clearly. It was the sound of countless human voices, both men and women, young and old, but it was too slight and too complicated, so it was like a humming sound.

At the same time, he also felt the gathering and growth of power. It was not so powerful, but it was like threads, endless, and it was even more different from ordinary spiritual power.

Not only could he not be happy, but his expression became more and more solemn, and he stopped, like walking on thin ice in an abyss.

"Isn't that exactly what you want?"

Li Qingshan smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, shook his head helplessly, his hands fell weakly beside him, and there was even a hint of sadness in his expression.

Even in the face of the most terrifying enemy, countless times on the verge of death, he has never shown such an expression.

That power, that humming sound, is what is called the "Power of Faith".

Everything was much faster than he imagined, and maybe the dream last night had already been foreshadowed.

Like a ray of light in the deepest dark night, in the name of "Demon King", all hopes, wishes, and beliefs are gathering toward him.

Bit by bit, all rivers return to the sea.

So the red star became more and more shining, and gradually surpassed the array surrounding it, representing the twelve demon stars of the twelve demon gods.

In the past, under the Black Cloud City and in front of the two armies, the military aura gathered by hundreds of thousands of troops in a short period of time could destroy the dead, not to mention the beliefs of these billions of demon people, which will surely gather into an incredible and infinite divine power.

But at what cost?

Li Qingshan is probably very clear. That is something more precious than life, something that would rather die than lose—the nine changes of gods and demons, just to remain unchanged.

However, I am afraid that the ultimate enemy is "the wood will be broken by the saw, and the stone will be broken by the drop of water". He can already foresee that the influence of "faith" on him will become stronger and deeper. This is the path he has chosen and the price he must bear.

The woman Qian Rongzhi hadn't even acted.

A demon's voice may be like a gnat, but the sound of the gathering of billions of demons must be like thunder, and it is continuous, never ending, and full of terror, anger, resentment, whining... Everything in the world can be imagined, Or unimaginable negative emotions.

Yes, if you are satisfied with your life, why should you ask God to worship Buddha? The human world is still unsatisfactory, and countless sentient beings are going to pursue that piece of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, not to mention the opposite of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the living beings in the Demon Realm full of pain and suffering.

He shook his hands, resisting the urge to cover his ears. He can cut off all "noise" and cut off all belief.

However, he needs this power, and the enemy in the sky is coming!

The man who seemed to be the incarnation of heaven, but was dressed in bearskin.

The master of the big hand that opened up the pure land and the devil land - Tathagata I Buddha.

None of them can compete with him today. He needs the power of all beings in the Demon Realm to have the opportunity to compete with them head-on.

I only hope that on that day, Li Qingshan will still be Li Qingshan.

dreamer says

I am back.