Legend of the Great Saint

"He headhunting, this is absolutely impossible." Other hunters quickly dissuaded.

Li Qingshan was also surprised that he had to give himself a bow and give it to himself. This means that it is more than just a bow. He refused: "Hey headhunters, gentlemen are not good at people. I don’t dare accept this color. You Right when I am laughing!"

Huang disease tiger caressed the bow body and said to himself: "This cracked stone bow has followed me for many years, and it has been used smoothly. It also helped me to make some names on the rivers and lakes. Now I have not much time, but I have to Pick a good master for him."

"I heard that you think the Tibetan bow is too light. This split stone bow is an iron tire bow. There are three stones in the bow. You can't use the ordinary martial arts. No, don't grind it." To Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan held the bow and felt a heavy feeling in his palm. He remembered that Huang Danghu stood on the stone that day and killed people like a dog.

Yes, this bow is not suitable for hunting, but it is more suitable for battlefield killing. It is a real killing weapon.

Fingers fiddle with the bowstring, which is mixed with wire, extremely sharp, ordinary people have to bring the ring to use, but he does not care about the skin of the cow.

Huang Shouhu has hidden meanings. Although he did not say it clearly, everyone in the room saw it, but no one spoke. This is not only the power of Huang Danghu, but Li Qingshan also proved his strength in front of everyone.

It is not necessary to ask whether Li Qingshan has the ability to command the command, or whether the villagers are convinced, and obeying the strong is the instinct of the human being. Like the wolves, Le Mazhuang is a wolf group. Huang Huo wants Li Qingshan to succeed him as a wolf king.

This is also the decision he considered for a long time. Le Ma Zhuang has never been seen by the government, and he has formed a deadly hatred with the Wang Zhuang. It seems to be awe-inspiring but in reality it is dangerous. Although there are Junjies in the village, no one can. Can live in the scene, only Li Qingshan can do it.

Li Qingshan holds a cracked stone bow and feels like a dream. A few months ago, he was still the most inconspicuous and humble cowherd in Wo Niu Village.

A few months later, he had the opportunity to become the head of the famous Le Ma Zhuang, but he did not accept: "He headhunting, this bow I accepted, thank you for your love, but in fact, this time, I am coming I will resign to you."

When this statement came out, it was awkward. Everyone thought that Li Qingshan was too ignorant. Even if Huang Shouhu understood the strength and potential of Li Qingshan, he was rejected in front of so many people and his face was not very good-looking.

"But I don't want it." Li Qingshan returned to the house, took out a small bottle and handed it to Huang Danghu: "This is the medicinal liquor that my master left behind, and may cure your illness."

"You... are you telling the truth?" When this life and death event, Huang Danghu is also a little excited, and others are boiling.

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "I might as well try." This is the spiritual wine that is brewed by the spiritual ginseng. Although he does not have medical skills, he also knows about the disease of the yellow disease tiger. He was born weak, and he has exhausted his source for many years. It is supported by internal forces.

This disease is a terminal illness that is difficult for any medical sage to treat. This is a congenital defect. Any ginseng Ganoderma lucidum cannot be remedied. But the ginseng comes with an innate qi, which can save his life.

Huang disease tiger sipped the spirits and then meditated on the exercise, but for a moment, the top of the head appeared white, the original sallow face also restored ruddy, and opened his eyes for a long time.

"Hunting, what do you think?" The hunters asked.

Huang Shouhu can't believe his chest: "I feel much better." It is much better, it is just better than ever, as if it has returned to a young age.

A burst of cheers, many hunters have shed tears. Many people who were hostile to Li Qingshan’s rejection turned their attitudes and held his hand. He was grateful to him.

Li Qingshan raised the cracked stone bow: "That is the bow, I am disrespectful."

Huang disease tiger face micro-he: "That ... Qingshan ... can change a color head ..." In the death, he suddenly reluctant to this "old man".

"Don't think about it!" Li Qingshan categorically refused: "The man in the mountains, if he speaks, is like a mountain, how can he easily repent."

"That's okay!" Huang Shou Hu's face was bitter, which led to a sneer of others, and it was rare to see their headhunters look like this.

"You can go back to Qingshan?"

"I just went to see the cow village, there are still some things that are not properly packed, and I have to take a break and practice martial arts to see if there is a breakthrough."

These days, drinking Liquor, Li Qingshan feels that he has touched the "Niumo Dharma" Guanyu, ready to retreat alone, to repair the "power of a cow", no need to sleep in the mountains, you can go to the outside world瞧瞧.

I remember the fat man who saved yesterday, as if to claim what Qingyang County Order. He wants to realize the agreement with Xiao An. Although he does not know how far the south of Xiao An is pointing, how far it is from here, he always has to take the first step.

"Don't break through?!" Huang Danghu already felt that today's Li Qingshan has changed in appearance compared with the previous days. The whole person's spirit is greatly improved. The speed of this progress is simply shocking. .

But in a blink of an eye, it said that we must make another breakthrough. I can't help but think of Li Qingshan once said that he wants to be a "congenital master". At that time, he only paid for it. Now suddenly he thinks that he can really do it.

"But the prey that you are hunting?" Li Qingshan's harvest these days almost caught up with the harvest of the entire village.

"I don't want to be next to me, as long as the tiger bone on the tiger, and I want to ask you to collect some tiger bones. I want to make some medicinal wine, I will buy it at the market price."

The reason why he chased the tiger was not to show his face in Zhuangzi. Instead, Qingniu told him that he would start practicing "Tiger Magic Bone Boxing" when he was trained in "The Cow Magic Boxing". He needs to use another medicinal liquor, the most important one of which is the same. Like ginseng, precious but not uncommon, that is tiger bone.

The hunter and the tiger are deadly enemies, and the single hunter is afraid of the tiger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But once the tiger is too fierce, it is bound to be a large-scale search for the mountain, setting a lot of traps, although the beast is fierce, after all, it wins. Humanity. There are not a few tiger bones in Lema Zhuangzhong.

Huang disease tiger road: "Or is the prescription left by your master?"

"Yes."

"Don't you be generous, my Le Mazhuang man is stingy? I can help you with the medicinal liquor, but can the two medicines be used by us?"

Huang Shouhu quietly tried the prescription of Li Qingshan. The medicinal liquor that was soaked out was much better than the medicinal liquor used in the original village, and the things inside did not have to be bought by outsiders. They could be gathered together in the village, if they were cultivated. Children, it will not take long, the strength of Le Ma Zhuang will be able to take it to the next level.

Li Qingshan is indispensable. The two prescriptions are nothing but transitional things. There is nothing particularly precious. It can be handed over to others, and the trouble of saving their own pharmaceutical wines is the best of both worlds.

He handed the prescription to the yellow sick tiger, then took the cracked stone bow and crossed the green cow, leaving slowly.

Until the figure of Li Qingshan disappeared into the corner of a mountain road, the Tibetan whispered to the yellow disease tiger: "He headhunting, how did you not leave him just now, that the achievement of the spiritual ginseng is on him, and most of the wine you drink is made by the ginseng. And most of the spiritual ginseng is in the gourd at his waist."

Li Qingshan never mentioned the matter of the ginseng, but in the eyes of this experienced old hunter, there have been too many clues. These things, for the Huang disease tiger that once walked on the rivers and lakes, will only see more clearly and clearly.

Huang Shouhu looked at the mountain road where Li Qingshan disappeared. He was silent for a long time. He turned back and said: "We, after all, are different from those who use the guests, aren't they?"

"Yes, headhunting!"