Legend of the Great Saint

The tower is isolated from the blizzard and is located in the center of the villa. It is the core of the whole array, or the place where it is practiced. The lower chamber is deep into the mountain and also functions as a treasure room.

Li Qingshan and Gu Yanying came to the platform at the top of the tower. The snow here was extraordinarily fierce, and the hills underneath were faintly visible, and then far away was white.

Gu Yanying pulled the big shack: "It is no wonder that the White King is so difficult to communicate. His arrogant gas is probably cultivated here."

It will be the top of the list, and the mountains are small.

Occasionally, mountaineering still has such feelings. If you stay at this height all day, and you have a martial arts that is proud of the world, your temperament will naturally be affected.

"It’s not a bad thing that people in the kendo are a bit solitary. It’s a pity that there are people outside the sky, there are people outside. The snow here is too big, let’s go down, don’t freeze.”

From the high platform, Li Qingshan let Gu Yanying rest in the second floor of the tower, and went down to the deep secret room. It was dark and cold, not only without lights, but also without any heating facilities. The white king was barely strong. If you are afraid of the cold, you don't need to use the lights, but as long as you light up a little brighter, all kinds of precious treasures in the wall grooves will be brilliant and brilliant.

Li Qingshan did not look at the treasures around him. He only stared at his feet. The light of the mountain rock was polished, showing a fine and firm texture. There was not much to be concerned about, but in his eyes, it seemed to be more than any treasure. To be moving, look very serious, even half a squat, gently touch, feel the hard rock, eyes as if looking far away. Crossing the mountains, reaching the depths of the ground.

In fact, unlike Gu Yanying, he prefers the earth that is solid and heavy, and carries all things. It will never be tall, even if it has a mountain cliff, it is only a small ups and downs compared to the whole earth, even if it is A mortal can climb to the top with a little effort, and he can proudly conquer the mountain.

“Is this world really capable of imprisoning all my strength?”

Li Qingshan did not believe and was not willing to rely on the Da Yan Yan, he took a deep breath. Silently sensed the deep earth beneath his feet. Time passes by.

The mountain rocks in the cold winter are as cold as iron, and the chill is invaded from the heart. The cold blood flows all over the body, and the body slowly becomes stiff. He does not need to use the big magic to warm up. Instead, the body will be awkward.

The body's temperature is constantly decreasing. Gradually on the verge of death, the heavenly insults imprison everything, like a harsh and cold father. He is still unbearable, and he is the unyielding temper.

Gradually, the cold ground reveals warmth, and the solid rock seems to soften.

It seems as if a needle is used to pierce a certain barrier. A little force flows into the body from the ground under the foot. Although it is very slight, it is constantly flowing. It is similar to the talent of the earth, but it is not just a supernatural power.

"The bulls are stuck in the mud!"

Different from all the magical changes, the cow and the devil are his roots. From walking to the rivers and lakes, he has always been his strongest change. Now he has to let go of everything outside, but let some of the most essential things Show it.

Familiar and qīnē's power permeate the body, expelling all the chills, seemingly can't bear to see him fall into the realm of death. Although he is the rebellious son of heaven, he is the son of the earth.

Li Qingshan mood jīdòng, leaned over the ground and kissed deeply, then stood up and punched!

boom! Kōngqì dull and broken, echoing in the secret room.

Ǎobù moves backwards, turns the waist, and the fists come out together.

It seems that I have returned to the boy who concentrated on practicing under the oxengang many years ago. But he is no longer a teenager. He is a heavy and slow move, and he is filled with the spirit of life.

However, after a while, the sound of screaming in the darkness, Li Qingshan stunned and found out that his stomach was calling, he couldn’t help but laugh, and he still had to drink and eat meat!

Gu Yanying sleeps so deeply that she dreams of swimming in the void, boundless, empty and empty, but this time she is no longer climbing the wing, but she has become a Peng Peng.

When I woke up, my heart was still awkward, lying on the soft bed, raising the blue feathers in the right hand, letting it swim in the hands, and the sound of "whistling" and "squeaking" in the mouth, as if the wings were in the wild wind. Through the void.

"What are you doing?" Li Qingshan looked funny, and it was like a child in a lazy bed daydreaming.

Gu Yanying's face was extremely rare red, and she took up the feathers of Peng Peng and sat up. "What have you done today?"

"You can't see it here, you will know when you wait." Li Qingshan said that the induction with the earth is still very weak, and it is not felt on the tower. "Let's go, let's find something to eat!"

Gu Yanying also found that she was very hungry and glanced at the hourglass: "It is time to release the second page, otherwise the group of guys will have to wait."

Out of the tower, Gu Yanying lìkè noticed the change of Li Qingshan. Every step of his life took root, calm and firm, with a familiar sense of strength, "Your strength is huīf?"

"A little bit, it won't be so weak." Li Qingshan shook his fist hard. "You seem to change a bit."

"Is it? I can't work hard without you, just sleep."

"You may wish to sleep more after that."

The two walked to the outer hall, all the swordsmen had been waiting there, snoring quietly, looking at them with nervous eyes, they almost all stayed up all night, and kept on studying the one-page sword, only I feel sublime and difficult to describe in words. In addition to Hou Hongtao and a few other innate masters, most other people have not figured out this page.

Hou Hongtao also keenly noticed their changes, especially Li Qingshan's change is most obvious, and the position of Shen Xiong gave him an unshakable feeling. The best time to miss them is to miss them. And that page of swordsmanship makes everyone have no time to think about anything else.

Li Qingshan sat on the throne of the long sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I saw a woman coming out of the crowd and shouting: "Congratulations to the owner!"

The swordsmen also have to follow: "Congratulations to the owner!"

Li Qingshan stunned to recognize that the woman was the woman who was covered in the snow this morning. She changed her body and put on a long sword. She completely changed her óyàng, which is really put on clothes. I almost didn't recognize it.

Seeing her face pale and blue, she could not help but ask: "How is your body better?"

"Working with the troubled owner, it is much better, but my three sisters are not good at internal force, cold poisoning, and now coughing, and they are more than happy to thank the two masters!"

"zhègè said, Hou Hongtao, are you not ignoring the fire? Help them to heal!" Li Qingshan sent with his fingers.

"Hou Mou practiced martial arts, not to do such a thing." Hou Hongtao proudly said that even the White King did not dare to instruct him like a servant.

"Then let's go!" To be continued...)