Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan seemed to have fallen into a bizarre dream. In a trance, he actually had the illusion that everything he had experienced since time travel was false, just the product of his wandering mind while standing by the roadside waiting for the bus, and in front of him Everything is real.

The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses approached step by step, about to say something.

Beep - a harsh whistle, a cement tanker roared over, hit the middle-aged man, and sped past Li Qingshan.

boom! The middle-aged man flew into the air together with the electric car, and the parts of the electric car scattered all over the ground.

Li Qingshan was stunned.

There was a shrill sound of braking, and the cement tanker suddenly stopped on the side of the road. The door opened. The driver who caused the accident climbed out of the car with weak hands and feet, and staggered to check on the "injured", even though he knew that in this situation, he would not be injured. There may be people who survive, but still have some luck.

Sure enough, the "injured man's" head was deeply deflated, his waist was almost broken, and his whole figure looked like a bloody marijuana flower that had been severely twisted.

Li Qingshan came closer and stood next to the driver who caused the accident. He frowned and looked at this scene, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

The driver who caused the accident turned pale and defended himself to Li Qingshan in panic: "I...I didn't mean it!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man lying on the ground coughed out a mouthful of blood with a "uh" sound, and then dragged his body towards Li Qingshan, dragging a long blood trail on the asphalt road.

"Oh my god!" The driver who caused the accident was so horrified that his legs weakened and he sat down on the ground.

Li Qingshan was overjoyed, strode forward to greet him, and stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up.

The middle-aged man grabbed Li Qingshan's hand, dipped it in his own blood, and wrote a word on Li Qingshan's palm. Then he rolled his eyes and threw himself on the street, dying on the spot.

"Hey! Hey!"

Li Qingshan still had countless words to ask, how could he be allowed to die like this? He immediately activated the "Qilin Transformation" and injected a vast spiritual energy full of vitality into his body.

It contains several kinds of Kirin's innate supernatural powers, which are enough to kill human flesh and bones. Not to mention being hit by a car just now, even if he is minced into meat and made into dumplings, he can probably come back alive, maybe more than one. Bayi Chinese website

However, all spiritual energy is like a mud cow thrown into the sea, without any effect.

Li Qingshan was about to try another method when his eyes suddenly filled with smoke, and the bloody corpse in his hand turned into gorgeous smoke and dispersed from between his fingers.

Li Qingshan raised his eyes and saw that the sky, cars, billboards in the distance... all turned into haze, dispersed and disappeared.

Li Qingshan was stunned. Through the smoke and clouds that filled his eyes, he could vaguely see Old Man Tianshu, Guihai Lingzun, and Chao Tianjiao looking at him in surprise.

"Li Qingshan, what are you doing again?"

Chao Tianjiao's voice came through the thick smoke and became quite strange. When he spoke the last few words, it was so erratic that it was difficult to distinguish.

The smoke and clouds in the sky disappeared again, and then Li Qingshan saw his appearance.

Li Qingshan learned the lesson just now and immediately took a step forward, spreading his arms, trying to catch "himself"!

However, "himself" also took a step forward at the same time, spreading his arms as if he wanted to catch Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan immediately realized that there was just a mirror in front of him, and there was a strange gap in the center of the mirror. Well, it was an elevator door.

He looked around and found that he was probably in a luxury hotel.

The hum of the elevator came from inside the door.

Ding!

The elevator door slowly opened, and a young woman in luxurious clothes and bright makeup stood in the elevator. Her beautiful face kept twitching, and her head kept shaking, making her look sick and weird, but her eyes were exceptionally clear, looking at Li Qingshan with hope.

Li Qingshan was immediately convinced that this young woman and the middle-aged man just now were the same person.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Just as the young woman was about to speak, the steel cable of the elevator suddenly broke. All safety measures were ineffective. The woman plummeted into hell as the elevator fell, but there was a strange sense of peace on her face, as if she knew she was destined to die.

There was a loud bang, and smoke and dust surged into the elevator shaft.

Li Qingshan was about to jump down when he grabbed his arm with one hand. He turned around and saw that the smoke had turned into clouds. The old man from Tianshu asked behind the clouds: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Qingshan opened his mouth, and the smoke clouds closed before his eyes again, turning into a beach...

I don’t know how long it took, but colorful auspicious clouds flew out of the sky.

The sun sets into the sea, the sunset no longer burns, and night has fallen.

Old Man Tianshu observed Li Qingshan attentively, and it was difficult to understand what happened to Li Qingshan. Could it be that the deity in the Demon Realm went crazy during his practice?

Li Qingshan seemed to wake up from the deepest nightmare, panting heavily. It felt like several days had passed.

In these "few days", he experienced thousands of scenes and saw thousands of people die tragically in bizarre accidents.

Although there are men, women, old and young, Li Qingshan deeply knows that these thousands of people are the same person, constantly experiencing death and reincarnation.

Li Qingshan wanted to save "him" and ask what was going on, but he missed every time. It was obviously just an extremely ordinary accident. As long as he used one ten thousandth of his magical power, he didn't even need any magical power at all. Just give "him" a little push.

However, none of them succeeded, and "his" death seemed to be inevitable. No matter how powerful and mysterious your magical power is, it cannot be stopped or changed.

And "he" tried to say something the first few times, but then gave up. He just looked at Li Qingshan with eyes full of hope, accepting each death calmly.

Li Qingshan raised his eyes and saw that the night sky was full of stars.

For a moment, there was a feeling that it was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and that it was difficult to distinguish reality from reality, as if it did not really exist here.

Is it an illusion?

He suddenly looked down at his palm and saw a bloody "six" written on it.

Even this blood word quickly faded away and disappeared like evaporation, but it was deeply engraved in his mind, extremely clear.

"Six...six...six...sixth brother? The Great Sage of Exorcism!"

Li Qingshan pondered for a moment, then his heart suddenly shook and he suddenly became enlightened.

After he became a god, he was already able to discern the secrets of heaven, and he had the perfect turtle bloodline to deduce many messages out of thin air. Now that you've been given such a clear hint, it's impossible to miss the correct answer.

There is no doubt that the one who was killed countless times by various accidents was the sixth among the "Seven Great Sages" - the Great Sage Expelling Gods!

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.