Legend of the Great Sage

"Yes, yes, Li Zhaotou is a great hero and a great man. He won't take advantage of the small shop. He is a villain." The shopkeeper was overjoyed and immediately put away the money and said respectfully.

Li Qingshan turned around and went out, and the few people in the rivers and lakes whispered.

"Is that the downhill tiger Li Qingshan? It turned out to be just a kid."

"What kid, he killed Heifengzhai and the Longmen faction with his own hands, and I heard that he used a trick of 'Black Tiger's Heart'..."

"There is something strange about the black tiger's heart, and I will use it. No one in the world will use it." For people in the world, this can be regarded as the biggest trick.

"Shut up, don't interrupt me, everyone who was killed by him had their hearts taken out, can you do it?"

The people at the table gasped, "What a brutal method!"

"So we have to be careful this time."

A few days later, there are more and more people in the rivers and lakes in Qingyang City. The attack that Li Qingshan was alert to has never happened. Everyone is silently observing. The murderous name has indeed played a great role. The more people in the rivers and lakes, the more vigilant they are, for fear of becoming a mantis chasing cicadas, and the oriole behind.

Li Qingshan was so happy that no one bothered him, so he could concentrate on practicing the exercises. As long as he was given one more day, he could become stronger, but his figure was rapidly losing weight, and he was almost back to his original appearance.

But unlike the original weak and thin, now he is like a piece of steel that has been tempered constantly, getting smaller and smaller, and more and more compact and firm. He stands there like a javelin, With a stunning edge.

Li Qingshan did not expect at first that the tempering of the body in "Tiger Demon Refining Bone Fist" has reached such a level. And this kind of tempering is also a great burden on the body.

In addition to eating, he now eats ginseng, yes, not drinking the medicinal wine made from ginseng, but eating it directly. Whenever he is exhausted from practicing, he will eat the wild ginseng for decades as a snack.

The sun-dried ginseng is as hard as wood, but his teeth are sharper than steel knives. After a few times of grinding, he smashed it into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach. There is no need to worry about nosebleeds from filling. After turning around, he was completely absorbed by the body that was eager for energy. Thanks to these ginseng, he didn't lose weight even more.

The heavy snow stopped and fell, and another half a month passed.

Li Qingshan was sitting upright and practicing the exercises when suddenly a gust of wind hit the back of his head. Without turning his head, his body bounced and slammed backward, like a big spring in the shape of a person.

The headbutt hit the person who would attack him in the future, and stuck it against the stone wall.

The eleventh, this is already the eleventh person who has attacked him these days. Although most people choose to wait and see from a distance, there are not a few who want to try their luck, but unfortunately their luck is not very good.

Li Qingshan stood up, feeling the peeping eyes around him, and shouted in a low voice, "Get out of here!" The voice containing true energy made the tiles tremble. He chiseled heavily on his head and quickly disappeared.

As usual, Li Qingshan threw the body out of the wall. Sensing himself, at first it was only the true energy of the gossamer, but now it has become very powerful, flowing freely in his body like a river.

He drank all the Tiger Bone Wine from the Eight Great Altars, chewed two baskets of ginseng, and also seized several bottles of medicinal herbs from the Longmen faction.

"Tiger Demon Refining the Bone Fist" finally gave him a small success, but there is still some gap from the first level. I don't know if the accumulation is not enough, or the time has not come.

He stood up and found that his fingernails were long again, rubbing and intertwining, and the sound was like the sound of metal clanging. He scratched lightly on the stone table next to him, and the stone table was scratched with four deep marks like tofu. He used his hand to perform a ferocious trick like "Tiger's Devil's Heart", the effect can be imagined.

He had the confidence to kill all those peepers, but he didn't do it. As long as he didn't shoot him directly, he wouldn't want to kill him. But this kind of endurance is disappearing little by little. As the practice of "Tiger Demon Refining the Bone Fist" deepens, the fierceness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Like a tiger trapped in a cage, irritably wanting to wield its minions, he also realized this change.

"If it was a Jianghu master who was spied on so unscrupulously, I'm afraid he would have been killed a long time ago. Am I being too bullied?" This kind of thought kept circling in his mind, and his voice was getting louder and louder, but he tried his best. hold yourself.

Xiao An held Li Qingshan's wrist a little worriedly. Of the eleven people Li Qingshan killed these days, except for the first two, none of the last nine were not second-rate masters. Their qi and blood were far stronger than ordinary people. Xiao An The power seems to be growing without restrictions and without bottlenecks.

Li Qingshan said: "Let's go, go out and relax!" He put on a mysterious wolf suit, wore a wind-blowing knife, walked out the door, and walked towards the largest restaurant in Qingyang City, where most of the people from the rivers and lakes will gather there. Make things clear.

He just walked out of the courtyard, and the news spread all over the city, "The black tiger has come out of its hole!"

In the iron fist gate, the iron lion Liu Hong, facing a middle-aged man in his thirties with white face and slight beard, said respectfully: "Tang Master Wu, this is the way, Li Qingshan is not an ordinary person, it is not good to take it hard. Spirit ginseng, and this Qingyang city is now full of masters, and there are already first-class masters who want to use spiritual ginseng to attack the innate realm, even if you get spiritual ginseng, it is not easy to swallow."

Hall Master Wu taught a lesson: "Liu Hong, you have been in Qingyang for too long, and your courage is getting smaller and smaller. We have never been afraid of any masters in the Iron Fist Sect. If Li Qingshan is really qualified, let him put his spirit Participating in offerings and joining the Iron Fist Sect is not a loss to him."

Li Long waited on the side and listened to him calling his master by his first name, which was very disrespectful, and felt extremely resentful in his heart: With your virtue, you may not win Qingshan, and when he takes out your heart, you will know great.

How could Liu Hong not understand his own disciple? He was afraid that he would say something inappropriate, so he grabbed his shoulder and said to Hall Master Wu: "Senior Wu, this disciple of mine has good qualifications, it's a pity to stay in this Qingyang City. Now, see if you can take him away this time, and let him follow you out to see the world."

Hall Master Wu glanced at Li Long: "Well, Master Liu, you have done a good job in providing information this time, and you can take away one or two people." Anyway, Iron Fistmen will set up a branch in such a remote place, and finding talents is also a problem. For the big purpose, this is a smooth flow of human feelings, but it can be done.

Liu Hong was overjoyed: "Thank you Hall Master Wu, Xiaolong, what are you still doing, thank Hall Master Wu quickly."

Li Long could not live up to the painstaking efforts of his master. Although he was reluctant in his heart, he did not show it on his face, and thanked him honestly.

"Crack" with a soft sound.

In addition to the three of them, there was another person in the room. No one else was watching the paintings and calligraphy on the wall. He didn't talk to anyone. The sound was made by him, and he seemed very impatient.