Legend of the Great Sage

Although the Flying Dragon Sword is not one of the ten swords in Hidden Sword Palace, it is not far behind. What is lacking may be just a powerful swordsman to make his name known to the world, or it is just a lack of a vacancy among the ten swords. Let it fill.

In terms of rank, the Flying Dragon Sword must be a magic weapon.

Magical treasures cannot be divided into high-grade miscellaneous products, because each magic weapon is unique and has its own different spirituality and power. If we only talk about the resources consumed, the Asura Field will certainly cost more than the Flying Dragon Sword, but if it is used for direct combat, the Flying Dragon Sword is still more destructive after all." "Novel.

The reason why Li Qingshan never opened the Sumeru Ring to refine the Flying Dragon Sword was because he didn't want the tree to attract the wind and provoke the Hidden Sword Palace, but now he even has a deadly enmity with the Dragon King Mo Hai, so one more Hidden Sword Palace is not shíme!

Although it has special abilities, and the néngguòu is constantly becoming stronger, and one day in the future, it may also become extremely strong, but right now it cannot compare with this famous magic sword that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Ah Yue, are we here to do shíme?"

Fragrant Flowers and Green’s puzzled way, as the clouds descended, Yunmengze spread out endlessly, becoming more and more vast and boundless, even Fragrant Flowers Zi, who was quite scheming, forgot all the things outside her body for a while, The reflection of the waves in the pupils, the dark green color continued to expand.

"Travel!" Li Qingshan smiled slightly.

Yunmengze is covered with a layer of mist that never disperses all year round, the breath is steaming, the hot wind is billowing, and it contains thick moisture.

The islands in the lake are exceptionally lush with thick lǜsè piled up, almost overflowing the edge of the islands. Like big flower pots, a group of white water birds flew from the island, flew across the lake with singing, and dropped into another island.

In this sunset and dusk, beautiful fǎngfó a landscape painting. It is difficult to hold a candle to any natural scenic spot in the previous life.

Speaking of travel is a joke, but it’s not wrong. Isn’t this life just a trip?

The clouds dissipated under his feet, and he stood in the center of the island. Surrounded by towering giant trees. There are many forests, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. It was still dusk outside, and it was already late night here.

Li Qingshan patted on a big tree beside him that can only be embraced by ten people, the tree here is obviously much taller than that in Xianghua Market. It seems to be because of the climate. The farther south you go, the taller the trees are. It is said that in the extreme south, ancient trees as high as hundreds of feet can be seen everywhere, and there are also hundreds of feet and thousands of feet. Known as "one tree, one mountain", that is to say, every tree is a mountain.

The tallest of them all,

Of course it is.

But the island is not peaceful.

"Roar!"

There was a strange roar from the dense forest, and in an instant, tens of thousands of birds flew up in fright, circling around the island.

Fragrant Flower Green and Fragrant Flower Purple are both trembling, this island obviously has an owner, and it is not an ordinary monster.

"Are you warning me?" Li Qingshan smiled, dodged to where the roar came from, raised his eyebrows and said: "Yo, King Kong!"

A silver-backed gorilla glared at the tiny figure on the branch, clenched its fists and pounded its chest fiercely, roaring and roaring!

The fishy wind rushed towards his face with saliva in his mouth, Li Qingshan sniffled, "I would like to borrow your room for a while, don't you mind!"

The devil's heart flashed, and the devil's energy surged.

King Kong shrank, turned and fled to the other side of the island.

"Thanks!"

Li Qingshan waved his hands with a smile, returned to the side of Sister Xianghuazi, and said: "I am going to start practicing, you can run and play! Don't forget to make up a good reason, how did we escape from the Zilian altar after all the hardships, What kind of hardships and hardships have you experienced along the way, and finally rushed to the main altar to ask for help, Xianghuazi, I will leave this matter to you!"

After explaining the matter properly, Li Qingshan found a secluded cave and threw himself into the Shura field.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the gust of wind fluttered the red hair, and the devil energy rolled out and poured into the Xumi Ring.

After a while, the Sumeru Ring opened with a bang, revealing a vast space, and Li Qingshan had no time to see that there were shíme things inside.

A golden light roared out, and the dragon chant burst into the sky.

Li Qingshan stood with his arms in his hands, looking up, he was not in a hurry to catch up.

The Flying Dragon Sword flew to the sky, bumped into an invisible barrier, and was bounced back.

That is the boundary of the Shura field, under Li Qingshan's control, it is definitely not something that can be broken by an unowned magic weapon!

The sound of the dragon's chant became louder and louder, and the flying dragon sword turned into a golden dragon with scales and claws, majestic and majestic.

The golden light swam away rapidly, dragging a golden arc of light, rampaging in the Shura field, being bounced back and forth, and never getting out.

Looking back suddenly, Long Jing stared at Li Qingshan on the mountain below, as if realizing that he was the problem.

"Excalibur has spirit, it is true!"

With a long roar, Li Qingshan leaped forward, the snow peak under his feet shattered, and he was already above the sky, facing the Flying Dragon Sword.

Famous swords are like fierce horses, they need the strong to tame them!

The Flying Dragon Sword suddenly turned into a golden light and shot towards Li Qingshan.

boom!

The golden dragon flew upside down, although it had spirituality, but without the control of a swordsman, it was just a sword after all, how could it compete with Li Qingshan's bull demon strength.

"I was worried about breaking it at first, so I didn't dare to use the bull demon to shake it. I didn't expect that it couldn't even defeat the golden dragon it turned into. It really is a good sword!"

Li Qingshan laughed and praised, and flew up, determined to refine the Flying Dragon Sword!

The Flying Dragon Sword was also extremely staunch. Knowing that it was invincible, it still rushed forward again, but the sound of the dragon's chant was a little more tragic, and the golden light emitted was even more dazzling.

In the Hidden Sword Palace, generations of disciples go to Zìjǐ to search for the hit sword of freedom. It seems that people choose swords, but in fact, swords choose people.

Li Qingshan wants to make it helpless and forcefully become its master.

It may not have the concept of dignity, but the will of the masters of the past generations preserved in the sword, there are only four words, rather than bend!

boom! boom! boom!

After colliding three times in a row, Li Qingshan didn't retreat a single step, and blasted out the flying dragon sword three times in a row.

The golden light dimmed, and the transformed golden dragon became much thinner, and there was still no sign of surrender.

Li Qingshan frowned slightly. If this continues, even if one can refine the Flying Dragon Sword, its spirituality will be worn away at the same time, and its grade will be lowered. It is worthy of being a famous sword passed down from generation to generation in the Hidden Sword Palace.

The flying dragon rushed forward again with its teeth and claws, Li Qingshan's figure flashed, he reached out and grabbed the dragon's horns, turned over and stepped on the dragon's head.

"!"

Li Qingshan suddenly turned into a posture, and there were rough waves on the curved visor. Showing the excitement in his heart.

"!"

Dozens of black chains. Stretched out from the void, locked the golden dragon firmly, and tightened suddenly!

With a mournful cry, the golden dragon turned back into a three-foot green front.

Li Qingshan grabbed the dragon-shaped hilt. He still felt the sword trembling slightly in his hand. refused to surrender. Can't help but smile slightly:

"Rigid is very easy to break, and water drops wear it through, so let's show patience!"

Li Qingshan left the Asura field. Now the Flying Dragon Sword is completely suppressed and blocked by his power, which has the same effect as being placed in the Xumi Ring, so there is no need to worry about the tracking of the Hidden Sword Palace.

In the dark and silent cave, drops of water drip from the tips of the stalactites and fall into the shallow water below.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, motionless, and the Flying Dragon Sword, which was wrapped in layers of chains, lay across his knees.

In the vast and endless sea of ​​consciousness, he kept visualizing the demons of bulls and tigers, with the demonic nature surging in his chest, as firm as a rock, ready to kill and fight.

At this moment, statues of suppressing demons emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness, turning people into demons without names, but they still refused to surrender to the demon nature and kept fighting with them.

There is a Dache Dawu who "put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately", with a tenacious will, endlessly wrestling with himself, this kind of spirit is vaguely connected with the bull demon and the tiger demon.

The devil's heart has no regrets, we don't want to be enlightened, we only want to hold the sharp blade tightly and stare at the dripping blood.

The devil's heart glows with rounds of rays of light, protruding three feet outside the body, condensing and not dispersing, sometimes turning into a tiger demon fighting against the sky, sometimes turning into an indomitable bull demon, and finally turning into a devil-like man, constantly changing into various statues of suppressing demons attitude.

The stronger the demon nature and the brighter the demon heart, the greater the power of "" will be!

Unknowingly, Li Qingshan's practice method is very different from that of the Bunu monk, even different from the idea of ​​the creator of this practice.

Normally speaking, an existence with such demonic nature as bull demon and tiger demon would not bother with the "Illustrated Record of Suppressing Demons". Only the wisdom and forbearance of the tortoise, and the nobleness and virtue of the phoenix, can neutralize and suppress such a strong demonic nature, and a trace of kěnéng emerges from the unavoidable!

The billowing demonic energy flowed along the demon-suppressing chain and lingered on the flying dragon sword.

Since you can't do it by force, then use another method to infect it with free will!

Just like a young man in the rebellious period, if he blindly uses tough methods, he will only encounter more resistance, so it is better to take it slowly and let him accept the new truth.

Fu Qingjin thought she had her own heart, and finally lost herself, and only found freedom after the sword was broken.

However, Li Qingshan wants to make his heart become the sword heart. If he succeeds, not only will the spirituality of the Flying Dragon Sword not be lost, but it will be strengthened by receiving the powerful thoughts of Li Qingshan, the new master.

It's just that the difficulty is not known how many times greater. Can he really defeat the sword heart shaped by the flying dragon sword masters of the past?

Li Qingshan wasn't sure for himself, he had no choice but to erase the spirituality of the Flying Dragon Sword.

A few days later, he smiled and opened his eyes, only to see a trace of demonic energy seeped into the Flying Dragon Sword, leaving a demonic mark.

As the saying goes, "It is difficult to learn bad róngyì and learn well", it is difficult for a rebellious teenager to become a three-good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor. It is very easy to become a hooligan. To use the saying in the practice of Taoism is "it is difficult to become a demon róngyì to enter the Tao!"

"The sword is a murderous weapon, a thing to kill. Instead of being destroyed for meaningless persistence, it is better to kill with me and realize the original intention of freedom!"

Li Qingshan laughed softly, the Flying Dragon Sword trembled endlessly, but his will to resist was a little weaker.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest. Once a loophole is created, the rest will be logical. The ink marks continue to expand, and the Flying Dragon Sword is dyed all over in just three days. fierce.

Only the dragon eyes on the hilt of the sword are still shining golden.

After another day, the dragon's eyes suddenly changed into the same color as the devil's heart, and the sound of dragon chant, from low to high, was deafening, echoing endlessly in the entire cave.

"It's done!" To be continued...)