Legend of the Great Saint

"You are crossing the river to break the bridge!" Li Qingshan said.

"What is it, I am tired of it, let's roll it!" Han Qiongzhi chewed the wisdom fruit while smashing Li Qingshan arbitrarily, but his movements gradually became weak, and the Guanghua dynasty circulated, and the wisdom fruit began to work.

"It's so dizzy! I don't know what it will be." Han Qiongzhi smiled and said: "I woke up and didn't want to see you again. This is not the place where you should stay. Let's go..." So whispering, she finally Close your eyes and fall in the arms of Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan was full of reluctance to hug her. After a long time, she kissed her forehead gently, patiently dressed for her, sorted the blue silk, put a set of arrays, a few bottles of Dao Dan, a stack of purple charms Beside her, this is a trophy from Zhaoqing's Shouzhi ring.

After a few laps in the Dongfu, I suddenly shook my head with a smile and said to myself: "I will come back, no matter how long I leave."

Then I stepped out of Dongfu and disappeared alone in the whistling snow.

"Well, I am waiting for you."

Han Qiongzhi closed his eyes and said in a slightly unspeakable voice.

......

Li Qingshan remembered that this time he returned to Qingzhou, and one person had never seen it. He listened to Liu Changqing saying that he had been living in seclusion for many years, so he went through a snowstorm and came to a quiet mountain forest.

Unlike other places that have been ravaged by disasters, it is still surrounded by grass and trees, and the lake is quiet and beautiful. It is particularly clean and beautiful in heavy snow.

"Dan Qing, are you there?"

Li Qingshan shouted, but for a moment, the ritual opened, revealing several elegant huts, a handsome Tsing Yi man standing in front of the hut, "Qingshan, you are back from Wuzhou!"

"You have been robbed for two days!"

Li Qingshan was slightly surprised. In order to help him repair the "three musts, the original 褚丹青修 was returned to the realm of refining spirits. I did not expect to see it in 20 or 30 years. He did not only repair it." It is still a new level, and the temperament is more and more elegant.

"You have been robbed three times!"

Yan Danqing was even more surprised. After Li Qingshan had tempered the magic heart, he no longer deliberately used the turtle to suppress it. The natural exhalation was clearly the repair of three days of robbery.

"It seems that we have not wasted time." Li Qingshan smiled.

"I really don't know how you practiced. It's incredible. Don't stand in the snow, come in and come!"

"There is nothing to sit in the house, it is better to go there to enjoy the snow." Li Qingshan refers to the lakeside. There is a simple kiosk with thick thatched grass, which is a good place to enjoy the snow.

"Well, I just have a good altar, we drink wine and appreciate the snow, and get drunk!" The enthusiasm of Yan Danqing is also very high.

The two were seated in the pavilion, and Yan Danqing took out a scroll of painting, shaking his hand and unfolding the scroll. One of the maids walked out of the painting, or holding the guqin, or holding the fire, and arranged the pavilion in a blink of an eye.

There are also a few cranes flying out of the paintings, dancing on the lake in the snow, naturally without the slightest artificial. Perfectly integrated into the surrounding scenery, like a freehand landscape picture, and a few sounds of the piano humming, as if soaked in the snow and cold springs, stunned. It was as straight as a fairyland.

"The means of your painter is really easy to use. Even I feel that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false." Li Qingshan blinked and couldn't tell the true and false of the people in these paintings. He sighed in his heart: "The paintings of Dan Danqing have not been seen for many years." Art is more and more subtle."

"It's not as good as the novelist's emptiness, but it seems that you have nothing to do with the novelist."

"The world is always unpredictable, yes, the wine you want to invite will not be drawn too!"

"How come that?" Yan Danqing said to take out a blue and white porcelain jar to open.

An aroma rushed out of the porcelain altar, and it spread out in the cold air, but it was different from the ordinary wine. Li Qingshan looked into the altar and the black liquid swayed among them. He was so stunned. "Is this ink? You will not I want to ask me to drink ink!"

"This is Danqing wine, I usually can't bear to drink it!"

"This will not be brewed with your blood?" Li Qingshan remembers that Dan Danqing has a special blood, named "Blood Danqing", can not help but be suspicious, he has already drunk a friend's blood, do not want to drink a second One.

"I can't make such a wine, come and try it!" Yan Danqing told the beautiful people in the painting to drink alcohol, the wine into the sputum, the more fragrant aroma, like ink instead of ink, like wine instead of wine.

Li Qingshan tried to take a sip, his eyes lit up, and the strange and strange taste spread in his mouth. Where the liquor flowed, where the flesh and blood seemed to be melted, not spicy and spicy, but also contained a very pure Aura is more than just satisfying the desire of the tongue.

He drank the wine from the sputum, and the internal organs seemed to be a chaos. After closing the eyes for a while, refining the wine, he praised: "Good wine!"

"How, I didn't lie to you!" Yan Danqing slowly tasted the wine.

"It’s no wonder that the speed of practice is so fast, where did you get this wine!" Li Qingshan wondered, but this level of spirit wine, even the three monks of the three days of robbery may not be able to drink, Yan Danqing said Not brewed by myself.

"My master gave it to me." Yan Danqing's face emerged from the heart of his respect.

"Master Master left it to you?" Li Qingshan said, but Yan Shidao's life is nothing but a foundation-based monk.

"No, it is another master."

"You are also a teacher, I don't know what kind of predecessor is a high-ranking person!" Li Qingshan was a little surprised, and Yan Danqing's feelings for Yan Shidao, he is clear, but will never easily turn to others as a teacher.

"Today, the master will probably come. I will see you when I see you."

"Then I have to see and see, come, cheer!" Li Qingshan pressed this curiosity and talked with Yan Danqing about the strange scenes in Wuzhou, and Yan Danqing also showed his fascination. "I will set it in the future." Go around and paint the beauty of Kyushu!"

"Have you been here for the past few years?"

"Yes, the master asked me to concentrate on practicing painting. Even the old people of the 100 family classics can see each other for a while, and take the paintings I have drawn to deal with the disaster."

“Is there no locusts to harass?” Li Qingshan asked. Although it is a deep forest, it is not a remote place in Qingzhou. It is not traced by locusts.

"Probably the Flying King has not taken care of it."

"You can avoid all kinds of battles and live here, you are really blessed!"

Li Qingshan said, suddenly felt in the heart, looked up, I do not know when, a figure appeared in the lakeside not far away, a black robe, faintly revealing indigo, long clothes, long sleeves, dragging On the white snow, it is like a wolf on the paper.

In the snow and snow, I can't see the face clearly. I only know that it is a slender man, with a red paper umbrella like a maple leaf, slowly coming here.

"My master is here!" Yan Danqing got up and greeted.

In a twinkling of an eye, the man came to the pavilion and Li Qingshan looked carefully. The man’s face was clear and quaint, his eyes were deep and his nose was high, his thin lips were thick, and his long hair was curled and scattered. Waist.

Li Qingshan is inexplicably remembered in the ancient poems, those frustrated savage people, there is a stagnation of the stagnation of the sorrow, coming from the winter snow, but the whole autumn season.

As for his specific cultivation, it will be ignored, even if he wants to distinguish it is ambiguous. He is more like a painter than the maids in the pavilion.

Li Qingshan suddenly noticed that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his eyes were blank, and there was no such thing as a blind man. "Is he a blind person? No, with my eyesight, even a mosquito can see clearly except ten miles." Chu, how can you not see his face because of the snowstorm in the area!"

"Master, this is Li Qingshan I said." Yan Danqing introduced.

"Long time." The man gently shakes the snow on the parachute. It seems that he is not surprised at the cultivation of Li Qingshan, or he is too frustrated and exhausted, and he has become indifferent to everything in the world.

"Dare to ask the predecessors to honor their surnames." Li Qingshan asked, and his heart was a bit strange. He had never met, and there was a strange familiarity.

"There is no trace of ink." The man was slightly decapitated, and he still cherished words like gold.

“The name of the ink seems to be less common.”

Li Qingshan still had some understanding of the master of Qingzhou. He had never heard of this name. He felt a shock in his heart and suddenly remembered the opposite of a surnamed ink. The Qingzhou demon prince, Mo Yu, could not help but carefully examine the man in front of him. Could it be said that...

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