Legend of the Great Saint

"you know!"

In the eyes of Li Qingshan, from the original "Swords of the Grass" to the present abandonment of the sword, the five things left by the immortals, throughout his entire practice, both good and bad, even threatened his life, but He is becoming more and more curious about these five immortals.

Obviously a practitioner, but known as the "Imperial Man", this is very unusual in itself, let alone the practitioners of the three days of robbery, even if it is four times five times, I am afraid that there is no such qualification, plus the cow brother that claimed, perhaps The legend is true, he really is the birth of the immortal, will have such a means.

Li Qingshan, the magic weapon of the ordinary, is not in the eyes, but the treasures left by the five immortals are not very common.

The core secret of the sword is the abandonment of the sword. If the sword soul is distorted by the temperament, it is probably the first sword in the world. The core secret of the painting is definitely a picture, and the painting on it is probably the Emperor of the Sea.

If you can search for it before flying, it will not cost you to repair it.

"I am also the old guy's sword. When he sealed his four miles, I looked at it. I didn't expect that I would seal the town at the end. It was damn!"

The abandonment of the sword soul mentions this, it is still resentful and difficult, and it bursts with murder.

"This can be regarded as the beginning of chaos and finally abandoned, so you changed your name to Xian Aijian. I didn't expect your feelings for the last sword master to be quite deep." Li Qingshan smiled.

"Shut up, I can't wait to smash the old guy!"

"You only shut up." Xiaoan buckled a bullet and the sword trembled.

Xian abandoned the sword soul and screamed twice. But dare not be rude.

"The secret of the five immortals is drifting in the void, and the Emperor Mohai Dragon is in the painting, but still can't freely enter and exit. Do you know how?" Li Qingshan touched his chin.

"Hugh to compare me with that pseudo-dragon, I have integrated swords, how difficult is it to shuttle the void?" Xian abandoned the sword soul proudly.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but look at Yin Qing, Yin Qingdao: "Although I can hide the void, but the strength is still shallow, I can't move freely in the void, and it is difficult to break through the boundaries of the town."

Li Qingshan nodded. No wonder so many years. The secrets of the five secrets have always been circulated in the legend. In this way, the abandonment of the sword is the key to the five secrets.

"Okay, I will believe you once."

"You have to swear. Don't sacrifice me!"

"That depends on your performance. If things go well. I naturally have a return, otherwise I can only be bound by the vows." Li Qingshan is not willing to make a vow with such a sword. Even if it is only verbally.

"Hey, boy, you say good, strengthen me!" The mad flower knife is not happy.

"What are you worried about, do you fight with me, are you afraid that there are no good sacrifices? Wait until I fix your damage first, so as not to be saved in the future." Li Qingshan patted the handle and calmed the end of the mad knife. Consider where to find some weapons to sacrifice.

"If it's just a fix, these weapons should be enough."

Xiao An waved **** sea otters, and a ping-pong rang, countless magic weapons fell on the Shura ceremonial platform, piled up into a hill, although the grade is not high, but the number is really amazing. It was she who spurred the **** sea scorpion and swallowed the spoils that the army of the demons had.

"This is enough."

Xiao An is always so timely, Li Qingshan immediately launched the Shura ceremonial platform, a red light sky, all the magical devices melted in the red light.

At the center of the Shura Guards, a thick liquid emerged, like a molten metal liquid, and it was like an energy. It gradually covered the end of the mad knives, gathered at the scars and began to repair.

Li Qingshan’s life Yin Qing was here to guard, and he left the Shura field with Xiao An. Before leaving, he looked at Luo Xiaoxiao, who was lying under the Shura ceremonial platform and looked up at the sky without any movement.

"A son of Ashura who has depression? It is really the size of the world, no wonder."

......

The autumn wind is bleak, a long sword flies past the wilderness, and the dry grass separates the two sides, leaving a long trajectory and suddenly rushing into the sky.

Li Xiaoyao went to the sword, and the wind blew in the face, and his heart was overwhelmed. Not long ago, he spent a day in the Qinghe government and became a foundation-based monk.

The battle in Dafoshan has ended, and all kinds of messages have been sent back to Qinghe. Although Li Qingshan said that he is far away from the Tibetan sword palace, he still couldn’t help but go back and look at it. It is the starting point of his swordsman’s dream, and there are many The brothers and sisters who are in love with each other, now the situation in Qingzhou is determined, the demon disaster and the disaster relief have been suppressed and eliminated, I believe there will be no danger,

Although the Tibetan Jianfeng is no longer high above the sky, the surrounding scenery is gradually becoming familiar. On the horizon, the Yitian Peak is looming, and the Tibetan Sword Palace is very close.

Yu Jian flew over a peak, two familiar figures standing in the foothills, purple shirts robe in the wind, looking at the Tibetan sword palace.

"Fu Shishu, Yu Shishu!"

At a glance, Li Xiaoyao thought that the two predecessors who were in charge of ten swords leaped from the sword, and the long sword returned to the sheath, and the action was completed in one go.

"Happy, you are fine, great!" Yu Zijian turned his head.

When Li Xiaoyao saw the smiling face full of cordial care, he couldn't help but feel warm, but he found that the bright face was stained for a few minutes, and Fu Shishu never turned his head, as if he had gone out.

Fu Qinglan’s temperament is notorious in the Tibetan Sword Palace. Li Xiaoyao did not care, and after practicing the “Shenzhen Tibetan Swordsmanship”, he felt that the world was wide open, and the little things were not worthy of consideration, but when he went forward Looking down at the line of sight of Fu Qing, I couldn't help but widen my eyes and my face was blank.

Even if the Tibetan sword palace was destroyed, he would not be so surprised.

However, I saw only the destroyed buildings on the peaks of the mountains. All of them have been restored, and the smoke of the Qing dynasty has risen. It seems that the Jianjian Palace has not suffered any catastrophe, only the Jianguang that runs through the mountains.

However, the sound of Zen singing is sent along with the peaks of the mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~There is a big Buddha carved on the Tiantian Peak. The first time you come here, you will think that this is an indigo ancient temple.

"Uncle Shi, this... What is going on?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

"This is... Tianlong Temple." Fu Qingyu finally spoke, but the words were full of bitterness.

It is the fearlessness of the people who went north and rebuilt the Tianlong Temple.

Relying on the peaks of the Tianfeng Mountain, the fearless cockroaches suddenly stopped chanting, and came out of the hall, looking to the south.

"What is the abbot looking at?" asked a small sage who cleaned the leaves and asked with courage.

"Several lonely geese."

"Where?" Xiao Sha Mi looked around.

"You are still too small to see. When you grow up, you will see it."

Fearless and touch the head of Xiao Sha Mi, this is the hope of Tianlong Temple. To be continued. . )