Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan hurriedly asked: "You know the words, did you just remember it?"

Xiao An nodded and let Li Qingshan read what he wrote.

Only then did Li Qingshan know that there was someone else who tried to take away this spiritual ginseng. The martial arts were very powerful. Since they saw this thing, they would definitely not give up, and they would definitely find a way to find it.

"It seems that I still need to be more careful, and I can't leak the rumors, but when my supernatural powers go further, I will not be afraid of anyone."

This spirit ginseng spirit wine is not the longer the better, it is too strong, Li Qingshan can't digest it, so after only three or five days of effort, Li Qingshan drinks the first sip of spirit wine.

A strange fragrance spread in his mouth, the taste was not strong, but a faint, extremely pure spiritual energy spread in his body.

He didn't dare to neglect, used his supernatural powers, digested this spiritual energy, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the effect of this spirit wine was much better than the effect of drinking a jar of ordinary ginseng.

The infuriating energy in the body has doubled. Although ordinary ginseng can replenish vitality, it is still an acquired thing and cannot help the infuriating energy much. However, "Bull Demon Daliquan" emphasizes body training rather than training. Qi, the growth rate of this infuriating energy has not been fast.

And this spiritual ginseng is a real congenital thing, and it is the most nourishing spiritual energy, and it has such an effect. If it continues like this, it will not take long to achieve the effect of expelling infuriating energy. At that time, you can also call yourself a "congenital master".

"Brother Niu, I once promised to drink all the fine wines and wines in the world, and I'm almost done!" After drinking this spirit wine, and then drinking ordinary wine, there is no taste.

Qing Niu just sneered.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and there were many dogs barking. Huang Binghu brought the hunters in the village to the front of Li Qingshan and invited him up the mountain to participate in the autumn hunting.

Autumn is a good time for hunting. Not only do people have to prepare food for winter, but so do animals. All of them are fat and strong, which is an important gathering in Lema Village.

Many big families will organize large-scale hunting activities in this season, not to catch prey, but only to train their children and cater to the chill of autumn.

Huang Binghu said: "You have only learned archery, but not the real way of hunting. When you enter the mountain this time, just follow me!". Since the last time he played against Li Qingshan, he no longer treats Li Qingshan as an ordinary young boy.

Li Qingshan thought about it for a while, but still refused: "Thank you for the kindness of the headhunter, but I want to hunt alone."

Before Huang Binghu said anything, the other hunters began to discuss.

"What, a man, not only has he never hunted, he doesn't even have a decent hunting dog."

"Aren't you really afraid of the beasts in the mountains?"

Although they admired Li Qingshan's ability to kill the seven Caishenke, but in the field that he is best at, they should not be underestimated.

Huang Binghu persuaded: "Hunting is not about good archery, but good skills." Suddenly I remembered Master Zang's evaluation, Lone Wolf!

Li Qingshan is still shaking his head, he just wants to learn archery, which can be used to kill the enemy for self-defense, as for hunting, it is unnecessary.

"If he wants to be alone, he will be alone. Let's see what he can throw at the end."

"I don't think I can even catch a rabbit."

Li Qingshan smiled, noncommittal.

Suddenly someone said yin and yang strangely: "I have eaten free food in the village for so long, and now I still refuse to obey the arrangement. Do you really want to eat free food all the time?"

These days, Li Qingshan's food in the village has been sent by Huang Binghu, and he must have used the resources of the village. He eats again and again, which will naturally lead to some dissatisfaction.

Huang Binghu immediately scolded the man, "Qingshan is also a member of our Zhuangzi, how can we care about food."

Li Qingshan's expression froze, and he clasped his fists and said: "Headhunter, you don't have to be embarrassed. I, Li Qingshan, have clear grievances and will never take advantage of others in vain. These days, my consumption in the village will definitely be doubled.

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"Qingshan, there's no need for this..." Huang Binghu was so mad at the person who said this, I wholeheartedly wooed him into Zhuangzi, but you pushed him out for a few pounds of meat.

Li Qingshan didn't want to integrate into any place, neither the need nor the mood: "I heard that every autumn hunting competition in the village will be held to see who can catch the most prey, and the winner will have some lucky draws. I will also come to participate this year. ."

Huang Binghu couldn't dissuade him either. Li Qingshan made a little preparation, and in the eyes of everyone watching the joke, he brought an ordinary hunting bow into the mountain.

When the hunters went to the North Mountain, Li Qingshan didn't want to get involved with them. To the west was the Shiwanda Mountain. He understood the mystery of this world, and he was even more reluctant to take risks. To the south was the right and wrong place of Bai Laofeng. , he had to go east.

On Bai Laofeng, a group of people wearing uniforms and carrying long swords gathered together.

The leader was the young man who killed Caishenke that day and almost got Lingshen.

"Look, even if you turn this old Bai Feng upside down, you have to find out the spirit ginseng!"

"Yes, young master!" Everyone agreed together, performed a sublime light art, and swept all over Bai Laofeng.

Li Qingshan went deep into the forest. He didn't know how to identify the tracks of birds and beasts, he didn't know how to hide his tracks, he didn't know how to lay traps, and he didn't have the cooperation of other hunters, not even a hunting dog.

Any hunter would laugh when such a person said he wanted to hunt.

But he didn't panic, he sat up in a wooden stake in the mountain, and only opened his eyes at dusk and said with a smile, "Xiao An!"

A gust of gloomy wind swept through the forest, and after a while, it blew back again.

Li Qingshan stood up and walked towards the forest, and soon found a dead deer with no scars on his body.

After Xiao An's strength became stronger, his yin qi also became heavier. He found that the deer just pounced on it, and the deer immediately fell dead to the ground.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "I have Xiao An with you, so naturally I don't have to learn any hunting techniques, waste time, and even underestimate me, let's catch a few more prey for them to see."

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Qingshan has no longer been so indulgent towards Xiao An, but has been more restrained. Now it is not polite to use it. Naturally, he does not need so much courtesy towards those close to him.

Xiao An nodded excitedly and plunged into the forest like the wind.

Although the wild beasts in the forest were vigilant, they couldn't be vigilant against this invisible little ghost. They fell to the ground one after another, waiting for Li Qingshan who came later to pick them up.

Li Qingshan was idle and bored, so he practiced archery, shot the birds that were disturbed in the forest, and shot moving objects. It was indeed much more difficult. Two of the three arrows missed, but after getting used to it gradually, the number of misses was reduced. Fewer and fewer.

At dawn, in Lema Village, several hunters brought the hunters down the mountain, and the team was still hunting together on the mountain.

In an open space in the center of Zhuangzi, the highly respected and respected Lord Tibetan was in charge of counting the prey, with a smile on his stern face: "The harvest is good, it's a good sign." Then the women and children left behind in the village handled the prey, tanned the leather, and cured the meat. .

"Is that Li Qingshan not back yet?" Some people can't wait to see Li Qingshan's joke.

"Going into the mountains to hunt alone, how can you come back so quickly."

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted, "Li Qingshan is back."

"Then, what is that?" Several people looked in the direction of the voice, and the first thing they saw was not a human being, but a bunch of furry monsters, like the legendary savages.

Li Qingshan bent his waist and carried the deer, elk, etc., several large prey, weighing several hundred pounds, while the waist was full of pheasants and hares. He was rushing down the mountain all the way, and even he was sweating profusely, and he said with difficulty: "Hey, Xiao An, this is too much, it's dead!"

Xiao An sat on the top of the prey, covered his mouth and snickered. Looking back, Dongfang Xiwei, before the first ray of sunlight fell, got into the locust wood sign.