Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan finally understood why Qingniu despised that radiant knife, and even disdain the flying dragon sword that ordinary people regarded as a magical weapon. Compared with the real spiritual weapon, they are indeed inferior products. .

If Xiong Xiangwu used this spiritual tool, he would be the one who died here today. However, ordinary martial arts practitioners, where can they see the inspiration, the antique calligraphy and paintings here are not collected by Xiong Xiangwu, but the second master dressed as a literati. I can see that this calligraphy is a bit extraordinary, but what is extraordinary? , can't tell.

Even if it can be seen that the extraordinary, the internal strength of ordinary warriors is not able to use spiritual tools at all, Xiong Xiangwu has to bite the tip of his tongue to use the talisman, and use his hard work to motivate him. And once this scroll is rolled up, it will not reveal the slightest inspiration, which is why Li Qingshan is cheap.

Qingniu said: "This spiritual tool does not seem to be complete, but only a part."

Li Qingshan saw that, as expected, many strokes were interrupted at the edge of the paper, as if they had been cut out.

Qingniu's eyes are extraordinary: "This spiritual tool does not seem to be deliberately refined, but more like a hand-painted hand, integrating the sword qi and sword style into the stroke of the pen to stimulate the sword qi. If you have the heart, maybe you can get it from Among them, I realized a set of swordsmanship. Moreover, once the ordinary spiritual tool is cut, it will be destroyed. The book is only a calligraphy person, and he really has some means."

Li Qingshan understands the temperament of Qingniu, which has always been arrogant. Saying "some means" is already a great evaluation, so he examined the calligraphy more carefully and wanted to understand the swordsmanship.

Originally thought that Shi Potian, who is illiterate, could comprehend the "Xia Ke Xing" that the martial arts heroes can't handle. He should have some advantages as a semi-illiterate, but when he looked at it, he found nothing, but the more he looked, the more imposing he felt. , only to give up.

Xiao An stared at the scroll, the flames of blood flickered, suddenly picked up a scroll on the ground and danced, a gust of wind blew up in the treasure house, and the scroll took an afterimage, making a "swoosh" sound, as if the scroll in Xiao'an's hand was not a scroll, but an afterimage. A real sword.

The appearance of the little skeleton dancing wildly with the scroll was supposed to be weird and ridiculous, but in Li Qingshan's eyes, there was a faint glimpse of an elegant swordsman who danced his sword and moved in all directions, and couldn't help muttering: "Fairy tales are all deceitful. "

What illiterate people learn martial arts quickly, it's all nonsense!

Qingniu glanced at Li Qingshan and said, "Comprehension!"

Li Qingshan admits that his comprehension is not very bad. He has also entered the field very fast when practicing "Bull Demon Daliquan", and has been praised by Qingniu. If it is not his own problem, then it can only be said that Xiao An's comprehension is really high, of course. , perhaps because of his knowledge of calligraphy.

After Xiao An danced the last pose, she resolutely retracted her sword, the painting scroll shattered inch by inch, turned into dust, and then looked at Li Qing Shan. Although she couldn't even make an expression, the blood flames clearly flashed the emotion of "come and praise me".

Li Qingshan touched his skull: "How clever!"

Xiao An immediately became happy, seeing that Li Qingshan was a little shocked, and wrote in his palm: "I will teach you!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "Well, it seems that I still have a lot to learn, but now I'll find a new home for you!" From those antique bottles, I found a thick porcelain altar and weighed it: "It seems too small. already."

Xiao An was divided into pieces of bones, and flew in with a "crashing", startling Li Qingshan, and looking into the porcelain jar, a small skull and a pair of blood flames were staring at him.

Well, I thought it was strange enough to keep little ghosts, but now it seems to be getting more and more strange, he said, "Good night!" and sealed the porcelain altar.

Li Qingshan picked up the porcelain altar, stuffed the silver note into his arms, and brought out only this scroll, then closed the secret room again, and finally found the kerosene, sprinkled it on each camp except the granary and warehouse, and put a put on fire.

In ancient times, murder and arson were originally linked together.

Even in the wind and snow, the fire spread rapidly, and a huge fire broke out in an instant.

Li Qingshan's cheeks were also flushed red.

Li Qingshan sprinkled the wine and oil on the corpse mountain again. No one knew whether these corpses, which had been absorbed by Xiao An, would show any flaws to others, and they simply set them on fire.

On the mountain road, after a hard night of marching, the thief-hunting team finally approached Heifengzhai.

Just when Huang Binghu thought it was too late, suddenly the horizon was red, and he was shocked: "Could it be?" He immediately ordered: "Speed ​​up the march!" Crossing a mountain ridge, Huang Binghu was stunned, and Liu Hong was also stunned. All the people who lived there, and even caught up with them on the mountain ridge, were speechless.

The mighty, fierce and famous Heifeng Village is burning fiercely, burning into a sea of ​​fire.

"Is it all done by that person?" This question arose in everyone's heart.

After the shock, the team rushed down the mountain ridge at the fastest speed, came to Heifengzhai, hesitated to pass through the broken gate, and then saw a scene that they will never forget in this life.

In a sea of ​​fire, the snow on the square was dyed bright red with blood and flames, with various colored broken swords inserted. Li Qingshan was sitting in the center repairing, and behind him was a mountain of burning corpses.

Four or five hundred people stopped, and Huang Binghu and Liu Hong were no exception. This young man exuded an aura that people dared not approach, like a demon.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes: "You are here!" The two groups of fire were reflected in his clear eyes, but it made people feel that the fire was burning from the bottom of his heart.

No one answered him!

Li Qingshan was murdering, setting fire, and trying magic weapons. He used up all his energy, physical strength, and qi. As soon as he sat down, he felt a deep tiredness. He simply meditated and rested. In this sea of ​​fire, he was able to rest. The best location for him is this open space, and even he himself never thought it would give others such an impact.

As an ordinary person, Ye Dachuan did not experience as much as Huang Binghu and Liu Hong. He stepped forward and said, "This... this is all your doing?" But he never dared to put his eyes on the corpse mountain behind Li Qingshan. The feeling, the smell of barbecue, made him dizzy.

Li Qingshan nodded and jumped up, "Li Qingshan is here to level Heifeng Village, and he will live up to his promise to the people of Woniu Village, to adults, and to himself!"

Huang Binghu and Liu Hong, however, noticed the powerful crossbows scattered among the swords on the ground. They knew how terrible this thing was.

What kind of martial arts was it that gave him such strength! Liu Hong asked himself if he couldn't do what Li Qingshan did. Even if the bandits were motionless and lined up to fight him, he would still be exhausted, not to mention that the bandits were still armed with various weapons, and there were many masters in charge.

Liu Hong's eyes caught sight of the gourd on Li Qingshan's waist. He thought he had guessed something, but when he met Li Qingshan's eyes, he quickly moved away.