Legend of the Great Sage

"Master, you have won the prize!"

Li Qingshan laughed and didn't think he was disobedient.レm♠Thinking♥Road♣Guestレ

"Junior Brother Qingshan's talent is beyond my reach. I can't repay you for saving my life. Please accept a lamp and a bow!" Monk Yideng bowed deeply to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan accepted it calmly, and said with a smile: "You don't blame me for almost breaking you off."

"If you fall into the hands of the demon, you must survive or die. Even if you die unfortunately, you must thank the younger brother for your success!"

The Fearless Monk felt regretful again, he couldn't listen to the Angry Monk, it turned out that Li Qingshan had survived the second catastrophe a few years ago, such a talent, such a determination, is a rare talent that is rare in a hundred years, and he never paid attention to it. If you can become an official disciple of Tianlong Temple, you will definitely become a mainstay.

But his temperament is strong and he can't be forced. Fortunately, he was accepted by Monk Bunu and formed a karma with Tianlong Temple. In the future, he is not afraid that he will not contribute.

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Back outside the Town Demon Hall, the setting sun shone in the valley, dyeing it bright red.

Monk Yideng took a deep breath, feeling as if he had returned to the human world, Monk Wuwei asked him to go back to rest, Monk Yideng thanked Li Qingshan again, turned around and walked towards the Great Buddha Mountain, his footsteps becoming more determined.

Just as he was about to step into the guarding formation of the Tianlong Temple, a small mustard seed, hard to distinguish with the naked eye, drilled out of the pores on the back of his neck and landed in the grass. Monk Yideng didn't notice it.

The eggs hatched quickly and turned into a migratory locust the size of a little finger, flying among the grass, quickly away from the Buddha Mountain, and flew hundreds of miles away, before stopping on a big tree, crazily eating the leaves .

The migratory locusts grew in size rapidly. Swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, after a while, it becomes the size of a fist, vibrates its wings, and flies in a farther direction.

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The fearless monk said: "Yiyi, you must go, I can't force you to stay. Wuzhou is not like Qingzhou, Nanhai County is extremely dangerous, and it is more than 100,000 miles away. If there is any danger, I will not be able to rescue you in time. I can only rely on you own."

"Disciple understands!" Xiao An said.

The monk of no anger added that rosary to Li Qingshan, but said: "Qingshan, you should keep it as a souvenir! Nanhai County is too far away, even if you crush the rosary, you won't go there even if you are a teacher." It is better to ask yourself than to ask others.

Do it yourself! "

"Disciple understands." Li Qingshan pouted. He clasped his hands and said, "Then we will take our leave!"

Just as he was about to leave, a weak voice said: "Senior brother!"

"Duoga! Oh, I almost forgot. Nuo, this is for you, lend one and return two, don't say that brother is not righteous!" Li Qingshan took out two magic hearts and handed them to Doga.

"No, no, that's not what I meant!" Doga stuffed a handful of demon hearts into Li Qingshan's hands.

"This is?" Li Qingshan was a little surprised, only to realize that the rosary beads on Duoga's neck were much shorter, and there were thirty or forty of them in the handful of magic hearts in his hand, which were crystal clear and of excellent quality.

"I heard that the South China Sea is dangerous. This is for you. It's useless for me to keep it now!" Doka said shyly.

Li Qingshan was greatly moved, and gave him a bear hug, "Boy, senior brother, write down your affection, and you will repay it twice in the future!"

Then he glanced contemptuously at the Fearless Monk and the Non-Wrathful Monk, even a Buddhist eminent monk, not as enlightened as a little devil!

Naturally, the two eminent monks were neither blushing nor heart-beating. The fearless monk had really thought about giving Xiao An a Buddhist treasure, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Although he could pour resources on outstanding disciples, as the abbot of Tianlong Temple, Basic justice must also be maintained.

The Buddha Treasure is of great importance. The time to enter Tianlong Temple is too short. He has already received too much preferential treatment and has not made any achievements. This time he is going out of the mountain even more. If he gives the Buddha Treasure again, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among other disciples .

Monk Bunu laughed, as if he expected Duoga to do this, and he was very satisfied. He is also holding a magic treasure in his hand and is going to give it to Li Qingshan, it is not a Buddha treasure, but a magic treasure, but the time has not yet come.

It can be said that there are already two magic weapons waiting for them. Based on their talents and cultivation, they already have the qualifications. What they lack is only qualifications.

This shows the superiority of Hidden Sword Palace. Just becoming an official disciple, one will have the opportunity to own a famous magic sword. As long as the sword is approved, no one can complain. But the downside is that even if the Hidden Sword Palace is about to perish, the Palace Master cannot give the sword to a certain disciple to use, and can only wait for the Sword Master to appear!

Li Qingshan and Xiao An soared away and disappeared into the sky.

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"Wow woof! woof woof!"

In a melon field, a yellow dog barked wildly.

In the corner of the melon field, a naked man was holding a watermelon and gnawing fiercely, eating the fleshy skin without spitting out the seeds! He has a strong physique, withered and yellow complexion, and a frenzied light flashed in his dark brown eyes. He said while eating:

"It's so delicious! It's finally out! Fuck! Fuck! Tianlong Temple, Bu Nu Monk, Jin Chan, and Li Qingshan! You all have to die!"

The melon farmer wearing a straw hat heard a dog barking, and came out of the hut with a thing in his hand: "Turtle son, if you dare to steal my watermelon, you don't want to live anymore!"

"who are you?"

The man suddenly raised his head, Gua Nong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, unable to move, and in those dark brown eyes, there seemed to be countless reflections of himself.

The yellow dog wailed and fled with its tail between its legs.

The man licked his lips: "It's been a long time since I've eaten human meat, the meat of the demon people is smelly and sour, it's really fucking unpalatable!"

A moment later, the man stood up from the melon field, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the western sky, the last ray of sunlight was dim, and there was a statue of suppressing demons tattooed on his back, and it was different from any one Li Qingshan had seen .

"That kid has given me some inspiration! Otherwise, I won't be able to hide it from those two monks, so I'll let him die sooner!"

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Above the clouds, Li Qingshan's heart moved, as if he felt something.

Sitting cross-legged, let the turtle do the divination again!

After a while, he opened his eyes, and looked back at Dafo Mountain in a strange way. He had already left the Demon Suppressing Hall, why the inexplicable sense of crisis has not been completely resolved, but there is a kind of lurking and growing growing trend.

"What's wrong?" Xiao An asked with concern.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just feel that the road ahead is a bit dangerous, but we have traveled along the way, there are not many times when it is not dangerous, as long as we are together, we will surely overcome all difficulties and reach the nine heavens!"

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In Qinghe Mansion, deep in the ground, magma was churning, and the lake of fire was burning.

"Fellow Daoist Jin Chan, let's complete the old covenant!"

Li Qingshan turned into Beiyue's posture and shouted loudly, his voice rolling and echoing.

Standing beside him was a crystal white bone, with milky white translucent flames burning in its eye sockets.

"You are finally back!"

A childish and vicissitudes of life sounded directly in my mind! (to be continued...)

PS: Although I am such a calm person, I regard fame and wealth as dung, and false fame as floating clouds, but it is too ugly to be over 60. It is hard for me to write novels so beautifully. I strongly call for a monthly ticket!