Legend of the Great Sage

"Cunning old guy!" Li Qingshan cursed in his heart. In this way, if he wants to get this position, he must defeat two powerful monster generals one after another, but Long Wo can stay out of it. If he fails, Blood Shadow and Qiang Shi will obviously be dissatisfied with each other, and it is estimated that it will be hard to tell the winner in terms of strength. At that time, it might be necessary to let Long Wo come forward to preside over the situation.

"Okay, then it's decided. Beiyue, when do you plan to do it?" Queen Rose pursed her lips, always in high spirits when it comes to disputes.

"Within three days, come to meet Lord Spider Queen, and fight with the two 'seniors'!" Li Qingshan cupped his hands, and after some probing, it was basically confirmed that the Spider Queen Rose is the ultimate leader of the monster clan. The Zhan faction will not take into account any alliance of kings and surrender themselves.

Of course, the final decision is still in the hands of the Mohai Dragon King who rules the entire Qingzhou demon world, but everyone must have seen clearly that the war is inevitable, and the chance of the Mohai Dragon King killing the generals is so small that it cannot happen.

Qiang Shi's face was full of excitement, Xue Ying's eyes were dark, and the corners of Li Qingshan's mouth were slightly hooked. The three powerful monsters exchanged fierce gazes, turned away, and left.

Leaving the Throne Hall and returning to the urban area of ​​the Spider Shadow Clan, on a high terrace, Li Qingshan overlooks the entire Spider Web City.

"Lord Beiyue, how sure do you think you are?" Ye Mingzhu asked tentatively.

"Fifty percent." Li Qingshan was neither arrogant nor belittling himself, and showed a kind of detached self-confidence: "If you are willing to help, maybe you can increase it by another ten or two percent."

"Master Beiyue must be satisfied!" Ye Mingzhu lowered her head slightly, the odds of winning were already astonishingly high.

"If my ambition is realized, what's the problem with your ambition?"

...

"Old man, that little brother of yours. It's really troublesome! This time I can't help it." Ruyi Juncheng. Holding the ink dragon talisman in her hand, Gu Yanying said helplessly.

After getting the news about Ivy Mountain, she wished she could arrest Li Qingshan immediately. Stuck his neck and asked him what was going on, did he really think what she said was deaf?

Molong coiled around for a few times, and uttered a sentence: "Then let's fight!"

Gu Yanying's expression shook. A word from the Dragon King Mohai is better than 10,000 words from an ordinary person. In a single word, the general trend of the entire Qingzhou and even the direction of the world are determined.

"Is the peace of thousands of years finally about to be broken?"

"Limited within the scope of Qinghe Mansion,

Those who have repaired below the second catastrophe. "

"What! Why?" In Spiderweb City, there was also a black dragon like a cloud like ink, flying and circling. Pass down the order of the Dragon King Mo Hai. Rose Spider Empress was first happy and then angry. The long-awaited war finally started, but she was restricted from making a move.

"Learn to use your subordinates!" Xiaolong finished his sentence. Then spread out. without a trace.

At the same time, Fu Qingjin received an order from Hidden Sword Palace. From today onwards, he will be in full charge of the Demon Slayer League in Qinghe Mansion, and he can attack at will within the scope of Qinghe Mansion, as long as he doesn't go too deep into the ground and reaches the existence called Spiderweb City, the Spider Queen Rose will not attack him. But at the same time, he will not receive assistance from any Golden Core stage monks.

Thinking and feeling at the same time, are you planning to use the three thousand miles of Qinghe Mansion as a chessboard?

Qinghe Mansion seems to be the epitome of Qingzhou, and the entanglement of the three parties is almost the same.

No one knows what kind of tacit agreement those above-mentioned characters have reached to decide to start such a chess game. Is it to conduct exercises for future wars? Or do you want to wake up those warmongers with cruel battles? In other words, it was just a game in their long life! A bet!

Gu Yanying put away the ink dragon talisman, is it my job not to disturb this game? It's easy for others to say, but the old man in Songtao Academy is very stubborn, and if he wants him to stop, there is only one person who can do it.

...

The wind is blowing, and the pines are heaving.

The strong wind rolled the rain and fog, rolled over the pines like a cloud of smoke, swam among the mountains, and scattered in front of a big mountain. I saw a continuous stretch of majestic buildings on the mountain, and the four large characters painted with iron and silver hooks on the door were the famous Songtao Academy.

The sound of reading is in my ears, and Haoran passes through the autumn rain and rises to the sky.

A beam of sword light descended from the sky, and came outside a hut in the back mountain. A black-faced scholar put his sword back into its sheath, and he was already a foundation-building monk who had survived the catastrophe. The thatched hut in front of him is so simple, even ordinary people would think it is too dilapidated.

But the black-faced scholar showed a respectful attitude, straightened his clothes, and saluted, "Master."

The wooden door was open, and a figure from behind was writing at the desk. His thin body was supporting the robe, making him look extra wide. On the ground behind him, there were many bottles and jars, which were actually used to catch the rainwater seeping from the hut.

"Junior brother Jiang is dead." The black-faced scholar looked furious. After receiving Jiang Shancheng's distress message, he immediately went to rescue him, but he didn't expect the result to be like this. Not only did people die, but they also lost the Flying Dragon Ship, which was extremely important to Songtao Academy.

After listening to what happened, the old man just finished writing a word, waved his sleeves, and a long sword hung on the wall flew into his hand. The scabbard was long, but simple and majestic, just like him.

He walked to the door step by step, his body became more and more imposing, he propped up his large robe, propped up the hut, propped up the Songtao Academy, and filled the entire world.

Wrinkled face, serious and almost rigid. Sparse white beard fluttering slightly. From the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a thin old man, but his body is full of magnanimity and fearlessness that ordinary people can't imagine.

It is the head of Songtao Academy - Wen Zhengming.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Brother Wen, please stay."

At this moment, a man came in the rain. At first glance, he was only twenty years old, but he seemed to have the vicissitudes of a century-old man. He was wearing a beautiful crown and purple clothes, and his delicate face was always He looked cold and indifferent, with a half-smile expression.

Wen Zhengming stopped as expected, frowned and said: "How can the prefect have the pleasure to come to my thatched hut on the barren mountain?"

"I didn't want to come to your thatched hut in the barren hills and waste my time talking to you, a bad old man." The person who came was the prefect of Ruyi County, hereditary Ruyi Waiting.

"Master Gu asked you to be a lobbyist?"

"If you want to avenge your disciple, you will have a chance sooner or later, but you can't do it now. This is not persuasion, but an order!"

Confucianism is unyielding in power, unyielding in poverty, unyielding in wealth and honor, even if Gu Yanying comes in person, it will be difficult for Wen Zheng to avenge his disciples. But Ruyi Hou is the orthodox of Ruyi County. His government orders, unless they are outrageous, are difficult for any Confucian to disobey. It's not that they can't but they don't want to.

With a few words, Wen Zhengming went back to the room and wrote vigorously, with the sword hanging on his waist, not wanting to take it off.

Above the sky, Gu Yanying said to Ruyihou: "Thank you."

"I will try my best to fulfill your request." Ruyihou's expression was no longer cold, his smile was as gentle as water, and he stared at her face.

Gu Yanying turned a blind eye to this gaze, thinking with a smile:

The chess game has been laid out, where are the pieces?

Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, are you a pawn who never returns, or a general who leads the army?

...

On the rippling lake waves, Li Qingshan confirmed several times that there was indeed no warning sign from the Spirit Turtle Demon Pill, and just now he sneaked into Longsnake Lake and handed the treasure bag of Old Man Qingteng and Jiang Shancheng to his real self.

After crossing the dragon-snake formation and returning to Yunxu Island, Han Qiongzhi had already left, leaving a note for him.

"Old Wang asked me to go back to be the chief disciple of the Legalists."

Li Qingshan put down the note, turned his face away, and saw a petite figure in black clothes, supporting Xiuzhu, looking at him from a distance.

Li Qingshan said pleasantly: "Xiao An, come here quickly, there are good things for you to see."

Xiao An didn't fly over like usual, Li Qingshan's heart softened, he walked over and knelt down, stroking her head: "What, are you angry?"

"En." Xiao An nodded obediently.

"It's all my fault, Lord An, please forgive me!" Li Qingshan hugged her with a smile, full of apology and pampering.

"Do you not want me anymore?" Xiao An put her arms around his neck and said in a very soft voice.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want anyone and I won't want you!" Her immature voice made Li Qingshan's heart ache.

"Then why don't you come to me all this time, and I don't dare to disturb you." Xiao An frowned slightly, like autumn water.

"I promise, it won't happen in the future!" Li Qingshan looked into Xiao An's clear and dark eyes. When he was with her, he didn't have Han Qiongzhi's lingering lust, but he had indescribable peace and tranquility, a sense of belonging. .

It has been said that everywhere in this body is home. In fact, this is not the case. The place where she is is the hometown. Maybe it won't always be remembered, but it will never be forgotten.

"Come on, give me a kiss!"

Xiao An kissed him heavily on the face, Li Qingshan had a bright smile on his face, even the rainy sky couldn't hide it. Xiao An was also infected, showing a shy and happy smile.

"Let me tell you, I have done a big thing recently..." Li Qingshan walked towards the house while showing off. Not so majestic, not so heroic, and at times even petite, money-hungry and lustful, with a lot of problems, but this is him, without the slightest pretense.

The long-awaited conversation had an indescribably carefree feeling, no less than sailing a boat to break through the Ivy Mountain, although Xiaoan just listened with a smile. But how many people in the world can find such a listener?

Qiu Haitang said that if you love her, you will keep a secret for her forever. This statement is very good, but it ignores the most important point, which is Li Qingshan's feelings. Unexpectedly, a monster would have the concept of home.

When he decided to cherish this relationship and stop embarrassing Han Qiongzhi with his secret, even Li Qingshan didn't notice the change in his mood. He just felt that it was really wrong to ignore Xiaoan during this period of time. .