Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan let out a long sigh: "It's so fun!"

Huang Binghu's arms trembled, which was the result of the collision with Li Qingshan's hand. He looked up and down at Li Qingshan from a distance, his face full of strangeness: "How the hell did you practice?" This speed of progress is like a monster Same.

He originally valued Li Qingshan's ambition and martial arts, thinking that he found a piece of rough jade in the rubble, and wanted to polish it to see if he was qualified to take over the position of headhunter, but in the end, he found that he still underestimated Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan thought for a while: "I've been drinking ginseng-brewed medicinal wine recently, which is the prescription left by my master."

Huang Binghu hesitated for a moment: "Can you let me take a look?" Originally, the rules of the rivers and lakes were not to inquire about this at will, but he really wanted to know what was going on.

Li Qingshan said happily: "No problem!"

Huang Binghu asked about the prescription, Li Qingshan told the truth, Huang Binghu nodded: "This prescription is indeed exquisite, but the strength of this medicine is too much, and ginseng is also used too much, you can't drink too much, A small cup a day is enough.”

In addition, it is not much different from ordinary medicinal wine. He also went to Li Qingshan's room to taste it, and the conclusion is the same. He didn't believe that just drinking ginseng-infused medicinal wine could make one's kung fu progress so fast. Isn't everyone in Wangzhuang a peerless master?

But it would be too inappropriate to ask any further, and I could only hold back my doubts. He didn't think about the martial arts that Li Qingshan practiced, because there is no great peerless magic in foreign kung fu.

Of course, Li Qingshan couldn't tell him that he only drank this medicinal wine in bowls, and he had to drink at least a few large bowls every day, and he had almost finished drinking it during this time.

"By the way, how good is my martial arts now?"

"It's barely enough to be a third-rate." Huang Binghu still remembered a few days ago, he commented that it would not be a problem for Li Qingshan to become a third-rate master.

"Is it only a third-rate?" Li Qingshan said greedily.

Huang Binghu's eyes widened, he could be called a master in martial arts if he had practiced third-rate, but this guy wasn't satisfied, wouldn't that mean that his martial arts were "only third-rate".

He is also a headhunter of Lema Village for many years, and he is not willing to be weakened by this kid: "But I am not good at martial arts, but archery. In terms of martial arts, the ones from the Wangzhuang Village are better than us, but Only we dare to call Le Ma Zhuang, strong bow and crossbow, even a first-class master would not dare to take his edge lightly."

And another reason for him, his disease is almost terminal, but although he is called a sick tiger, he is the most taboo word for sickness, and he will not use this as a reason in any case.

"Yes, I've been working hard with the beaded arrows recently, and I have been able to shoot three consecutive beaded arrows, but unfortunately the accuracy is a little bit worse. Please give me some pointers, headhunter." Li Qingshan had seen Huang Binghu's archery skills with his own eyes, and naturally he did not dare to despise it.

Lianzhu Arrow can shoot three arrows! ? You have only practiced archery for a month. Huang Binghu felt that the blow he suffered today was a little too much, so he waved his hand: "Tomorrow, please go and ask Master Zang for guidance! I'm going home for a reunion dinner too."

He knew in his heart that this kid might really have the aptitude to make a fortune in the arena, and the matter of headhunting was even more so.

"Yeah, it's Mid-Autumn Festival again!" Li Qingshan looked at the sky and the full moon had just risen, but he had no relatives to be reunited with, but there was finally a demon and a ghost beside him, and he could have a reunion dinner, so he went to prepare.

The grass for Qingniu, the wine and meat for himself, and the incense paper money for Xiao An.

Everything was in order, but Xiao An was nowhere to be seen: "Brother Niu, where is Xiao An?"

"do not know!"

Li Qingshan muttered: "This kid has been playing wild recently, and he doesn't bother me anymore, it's really weird, let's wait for him!"

The full moon is gradually rising, and there is silence on Bai Lao Peak.

The bright moon shines brightly from the clouds.

A few people with bamboo hats lay on their backs in the dense grass, looking at the highest cliff of Bailao Peak, as if they were waiting for something.

"It took so much effort, so many people died, and the people of Lema Village had a deadly revenge, but they didn't even see a single hair of Lingshen, and now even the people of Lema Village have retreated to the mountains to be with their families. Reunion, we need to guard, what is the head of the village owner thinking."

"What do you know, Lingshen is a spiritual thing. If you are so disturbed, it will naturally hide and not show up, but today is the night of the full moon, and Lingshen will definitely appear. If Yuehua is adopted, the owner of the village has already calculated it. , As long as you get the spirit ginseng, the village owner's skill has greatly increased, and what is Lema Zhuang afraid of? When the time comes, he will flatten the Lema Zhuang, rob them of their food and finances, and play with their women, and then they will be able to avenge this revenge. "

"Quiet, don't ruin the big business of the villa owner!" Someone on the side yelled in a low voice.

The human voice immediately fell silent, only the dying autumn insects sang in a low voice, and the full moon rose to a high place.

A one-foot-tall villain suddenly emerged from the ground, hesitantly walked towards the high cliff with the brightest moonlight, and looked carefully, it was a villain, but a ginseng, only vaguely in the shape of a human being. , looks like a villain in the night, walks lightly, as if floating.

The ginseng pickers who were ambushed in the grass immediately held their breath and dared not make a sound.

Lingshen looked around for a while, and seemed to be sure that no one was there. It floated to the highest point of the cliff and settled down, with Sisi Yuehua wrapped around it.

"Do it!" With an order, the ginseng collectors made a move together, the net fell from the sky, and rushed towards the spirit ginseng.

Lingshen was immersed in the moonlight, and before he could react, he was caught by the net and lifted off the ground.

The four Caichankes beamed with joy, and leaned in to watch carefully.

"There are so many cliffs on Bai Laofeng, all of which are ambushed. This spiritual ginseng hit our hands. It's really God's help. When I go back, I can always get some soup to drink, and maybe I can become a master."

"Maybe if you eat the whole root, you can still be a fairy!"

A few people laughed together, and the smile of a Caishenke suddenly froze. A sharp sword tip came out of his throat, and he struggled to turn back.

The tip of the sword has been retracted, and he immediately fell to the ground, only to see a faint shadow when he fell.

The other pickers reacted, roaring and pulling out their waist knives, slashing at the shadows, the blades swept across their necks like a snake, and a few blood splashes splashed.

In an instant, the four pickers died unexpectedly, but they didn't even have time to return a single move.

"I didn't expect the rumors to be true, huh, you Yamano villagers are also worthy of enjoying such spiritual things." A young man dressed in luxury, handsomely retracted his long sword, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the ground ginseng, and he could not bear it in his heart. Can't stop being excited, as long as he gets this thing, it will help him greatly increase his skill.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the falling spiritual ginseng suddenly moved out, making the man grab an empty space.