Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan's divine sense is like flowing water, following the magic energy deep into the Flying Dragon Sword. Most [this article comes from]

Suddenly, a world unfolded in front of the eyes, several phantoms stood holding swords, holding several flying dragon swords in their hands, dancing in the void. Picking, stabbing, chopping, chopping, countless exquisite sword techniques, synthesized into a magnificent sword way unique to Flying Dragon Sword.

The reason why the famous swords of Hidden Sword Palace are precious is not only because of their powerful power, but also because of the inheritance of the power of Hidden Sword Palace.

These phantoms are the comprehension and thoughts of the flying dragon sword masters in the past. Compared with the mysterious sword intent of the San Jue Shu, it may be a little worse, but it is clearer and easier to comprehend.

In the depths of Li Qingshan's eyes, sword lights criss-crossed, and he nodded slightly from time to time, if he got something. After a long time, he withdrew his mind and mastered the way of swordsmanship, feeling that he had gained a lot.

"However, I don't need so many voices!"

The billowing demonic energy spread in the sword world, and several phantoms disappeared, and finally merged into one person. It was the demonized Li Qingshan himself, who was more solid than any shadow in the past. He waved the Flying Dragon Sword lightly.

"Clang", the demon-suppressing chain was broken inch by inch, and the Flying Dragon Sword let out a long dragon cry. The overall shape changed drastically, and the straight blade became curved, covered with a layer of thin dragon scales, adding a ferocious air.

The golden light is no longer, but the gloomy light is flowing, like a dragon or a sword!

People can tell that it is a magic weapon at a glance. If it is not someone who is very familiar with the Feilongjian, there is no way to connect the two.

Li Qingshan caressed the dragon's spine with his fingertips, and Jianfeng groaned softly, becoming obedient. Slowly dancing, the movement is extremely slow, the sword light is like a dragon swimming around him, smooth and mysterious.

But in terms of the degree of compatibility between man and sword, even Elder Feilong is not as good as they are in harmony with each other. Like an extension of the body.

"From today onwards, you will be called the Demon Dragon!"

...

Fragrant Flower Market.

Xianghuaman was soaking in the hot spring in restraint, in the steaming smoke, a figure came and called out her name: "Xianghuaman!"

It was a woman's voice, very beautiful, but a little cold, like the sound of gold and stone.

"who?"

Xianghuaman jumped up from the water,

Chop out with one palm. Layers of mist dispersed, and a woman in white clothes stood there with a cold expression, turning a blind eye to the energy coming towards her.

But Xianghuaman was shocked when he saw the clothes the woman was wearing, he twisted his right hand violently, and passed the woman with strength. A loud bang split a wall.

The skirt of the woman's embroidered lotus flower floats slightly.

"May I ask who is the master of the White Lotus Sect?"

Xianghua Mandao, that is the attire of the Hall Master of the White Lotus Sect, she usually does not even see an altar master here, how could there be a White Lotus Hall Master here?

"Qibo Hall!"

"It turns out that Hall Master Shi is here, and I have lost my way to welcome you. I hope you will forgive me, please let me change my clothes!"

Xianghuaman was startled, she had also heard of Qingbotang's name, or notoriety. She was frightened for a while, Shi Ji, the master of Qingbo hall, had gained a bad reputation in three years, it was too resounding. If they hate her, the Xianghua family will be wiped out.

"No need. That's fine, I'm here to investigate the Ziliantan!" Shi Ji stood with her hands behind her back. said coldly.

"What happened to Ziliantan!" Xianghuaman's heart trembled.

...

Three months later, Li Qingshan stepped out of the cave, and the sunlight shone among the leaves like stars. He raised his right hand, with a ferocious dragon wrapped around his wrist.

Three months of practice is not enough for him to fully exert the power of the sixth layer of "Suppressing Demons", but it is almost the same. With the addition of this magic dragon sword, his strength can be regarded as recovered. Eighty-eight.

"Congratulations, my lord, for leaving the customs!" "Ah Yue!" Fragrant Flower Purple and Fragrant Flower Green rushed over.

"How's your story going?"

"As long as we don't investigate in detail, there will never be any loopholes!" Xianghuazi said confidently.

"Then go and verify it!"

Li Qingshan unfolded the "Square Inch Map of Wuzhou" and found the Lianhua Peak where the main altar of the White Lotus Sect was located. With a big wave of his hand, the clouds and mist rose and he flew away.

The Lotus Peak appeared on the horizon, like a lotus flower about to open, glowing with rounds of white light, illuminating the night sky brightly.

"She's right here!"

Li Qingshan looked at the lotus in the distance, lowered his cloud head, changed to walking, took advantage of the night to rush to the foot of the lotus peak.

Things went even smoother than he had imagined, and he was let in without even using a prepared set of rhetoric, which was easier than entering the magic circle of the Zilian Altar.

This is due to a kind of self-confidence, even if the leader of the snake god dares to mix into the main altar of the White Lotus Sect, he will not be able to get in or out!

Xianghuazi reported Xianghuahong's name, but it was a strange man with an indifferent expression who came and asked, "Are you the disciples who escaped from the Zilian altar?"

"yes!"

"Follow me!" The man turned around and walked up the mountain.

"Excuse me, brother, where are we going?"

"You'll know when you arrive!"

Going straight along the mountain road, Fragrant Flower Purple and Fragrant Flower Green were worried, and subconsciously leaned against Li Qingshan. Soon, they came to a building, and a big stone in front of the door was engraved with the words "Qingbotang". The big characters are supported by lotus flowers.

"Qingbotang!" Xianghuazi lost her voice, a trace of fear appeared on her face.

Li Qingshan thought to himself, there are quite a few people who know Qingbotang, but if there is no one who has seen her with their own eyes to identify her, even if they know.

"Our hall master sees you and asks about the Zilian altar. Be careful when you go in and speak carefully, if you dare to be disrespectful..." A murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes.

Xianghuazi hurriedly said: "Don't dare!"

Walking through the hall until they came to a secluded courtyard at the back, the man saluted respectfully: "Master, I brought you!"

"Ru Xin!"

These two words were almost blurted out, Li Qingshan stared straight at the woman in white, there was no one else but Ru Xin, but Ru Xin didn't seem to recognize him, her expression was indifferent.

"Bold!" The man shouted, and Li Qingshan imitated the appearance of fragrant purple and fragrant flowers and saluted: "Zilian altar disciple Jin Zi Ayue pays homage to Hall Master!"

"You go down first!" Ru Xin waved her hand, without looking at Li Qingshan, she came to Xianghuazi and Xianghualu, put her hand on their shoulders, and said softly: "Your mother, tell me everything Now, there are spies in the lotus altar, is it you?"

"We're not spies!" Xianghuazi cried out, under the pressure, she couldn't maintain her composure at all, and raised her voice involuntarily. Xianghualu couldn't say a word.

"Then it's you!" Ru Xin squinted at Li Qingshan.

"That's right, it's me!" Li Qingshan suddenly turned into red hair and red eyes, looking at Ru Xin with burning eyes.

Ru Xin waved her hand, Xianghuazi and Xianghualu immediately fell to the ground, she looked at Li Qingshan, and said coldly: "Li Qingshan, you are still alive!"