Legend of the Great Saint

The time passed by, and in the blink of an eye it was autumn, the maple leaves in the mountains gradually became red, and the golden rice ears were a little full.

A oxcart slowly walked through the field trails, and the blue cows pulling the carts were unmanned. The ox cart was covered with thick animal skins, a teenager lying on it, licking the straw, and leisurely leaning against the sky and looking at the sky. There is a short knife on one side and a wooden sign on the side. It is Li Qingshan.

He has more than a thousand and two silvers on his body. He has to go to Baixi Town, which is more than ten miles away. In a remote mountain village, it is not an easy task to spend money.

If you want to buy something, you can only go to a big town. Although the materials in Qingyang City are rich, they are too far away from this and they are not cheap.

He had to retreat to the next place and go to the town. At a fixed time every month, there will be a large gathering in the town. At that time, people from nearby villages will go to the town to go to the market to conduct various transactions, which is the purchase of ginseng. The best time. And he has accumulated a lot of hides on his hands, but he can also take the opportunity to take the shot.

Li Qingshan didn't want to let Qingniu pull the cart again, but Qingniu didn't mind continuing to make an ordinary cow.

When I came to Baixi Town, the genius was just brightened. The first one in the town was busy, and people flowed around. Many small vendors were selling their goods in a loud voice, and they were very lively.

Li Qingshan found an open space, laid the animal skin on the prepared linen, but did not learn to sell, but sat on the side to meditate, not letting go of the slightest opportunity to cultivate.

In his body, the faint airflow has grown stronger. He is like a playful child, constantly driving the instinct to flow around the body.

Although the body does not move, but it is also very spiritual, Li Qingshan opened his eyes from time to time, responding to customers who came to ask the price.

He is in a huge amount, and he does not want to get rich with these skins. He just wants to sell it as soon as possible, and buy some ginseng, so the price is very cheap.

Although I refused to bargain from different people, the business was excellent. I immediately went to the cold winter. Li Qingshan was suffering from the kind of cold wind. The ordinary people who didn’t want to make a leather boots, surrounded the side. Large group of people.

"Flash off! Flash off!" Several young men carrying bows and arrows, with hunting knives, separated the crowd from the poor colors, and surrounded the stalls. The shadow cast dropped Li Qingshan on Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes: "What are you doing?" His current vision is that it is not the same as before that these people are not good at dealing with.

Although they are not old enough and have not made a particularly fierce look, they have a murderous murder. If Liu Wei is just a chaotic dog, they are fierce mountain dogs. Any one of them can easily kill Liu Wei.

A young man with short stature and short beards asked, "Where did you come from these hides?"

And his companions reached out and licked these hides and found that, as rumored, there was no arrow hole on the skin, or any trace of damage was a rare superior quality, but the price of the sale was even more than the average animal skin. It's much cheaper.

"If you want to buy, you can buy it, don't buy it and leave, don't block the sun." Li Qingshan was too lazy to compile the words to explain to strangers, and closed his eyes to practice.

The people around have already dispersed a circle, but they did not leave. Instead, more and more people gathered, and the voices of various arguments were clearly introduced into the ears.

"Isn't this the Lema Zhuang's hunter?" "Don't dare to put Lema Zhuang's people in the eye, I don't know how many lives?"

"Lemazhuang!" Li Qingshan's heart, even with his ignorance, is also a slap in the face, this is one of the villages around Baixi Town, extremely deep into the 100,000 mountains, Zhuangzi lived for generations to hunt for Raw hunters, no wonder they will have that temperament.

Compared with the villages where the farmer is mainly farming, Lema Zhuang’s folk customs are much more numerous. They fight with the wild beasts in the mountains every day, and practice some martial arts that have been passed down from generation to generation. Not only will they refuse to obey Qingyang City’s management. It is said that there has never been a tax payment.

Some people in Qingyang City tried to send troops to conquer this place, but before they even went to the village, they encountered countless traps and countless arrows. They had to rush to the village. They had lost half of their horses. The morale of the army was low, and the generals who led the troops were only Lema. In front of Zhuang, he fled back to Qingyang City.

So the original name of the village was forgotten and changed into "Lemazhuang".

It is conceivable that a village in the village that allows the army to return to the army, how proud the people in the village. A half-year-old boy must compete with it, and it is undoubtedly a stone hit.

The young man is mad: "These skins, you can't sell here!"

"Why?" Li Qingshan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of light in the middle.

Let the young people think of the beasts in the mountains, the eyes shining in the darkness, the instincts are vigilant, but they are not afraid. They are hunters who fight with the beasts, and look at Li Qingshan’s dressing as a farmer, and even more in his heart: "I don’t want to Let you sell!" Reaching out to go to Li Qingshan's stall.

A rough big hand, like a lock on the young man's hand, was a bit stinging.

The young man was taken aback: "This guy has a lot of strength." But he did not react slowly, left fist hit Li Qingshan face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and his companion did not mean to play, just aside Sitting on the sidelines, it looks very confident, and some faces have a scornful smile.

Speaking of it, this is the first time that Li Qingshan has truly fought against each other. Liu Wei has no resistance in the drunkenness, and the goddess is countered by ghosts and fog.

The fists rushed through the air, not giving people time to think, but the effect of many days of practice. Li Qingshan's subconscious mind evaded, his right foot stepped on the ground, and his body leaned forward.

With the spine as the center, the shaking of the muscles and the muscles are combined into one, and the iron mountain is leaning against it.

Tieshan relies on it, which is a very common trick in the boxing method. It is also included in "The Bull Magic Boxing", and it combines three of them.

The cow devils step on the ground, set the heel, and force from the ground. The cow magic skin, the body is tough, can not be motivated. The horn of the cow devil smashed out as a horn, and all the movements were done in one go.

The green cow was lying on the back and nodded with satisfaction.

The young man was shocked, as if a mad bull rushed to himself, his chest hurt, he was knocked out and fell into the crowd, and his body and bones seemed to fall apart.

The arguments of the surrounding people stopped abruptly, and several of the young companions also stumbled and angered.

Li Qingshan's expression is more and more cautious. One-on-one and one-to-many are completely different. Unless there is too much power gap, the double fist is difficult for four hands. The strong bull is surrounded by a group of fierce hounds and only pulled off. The end of a piece of flesh and blood.

At a critical juncture, the infuriating activity, swimming to Li Qingshan's eyes, he only felt that the movements of the couple suddenly slowed down, so that even the angry expression on their faces was clearly visible.