Legend of the Great Saint

Ruyi County, Grand General.

Han Qiongzhi was a little frowning. After the guy went out, he didn’t immediately reply to her. I don’t know what to think about?

"Sister, are you thinking about your man?" A 14-year-old exquisite girl, dressed in a squat, standing on the big oak tree covered in clouds, said with a smile.

"Mei, you give me down!" Han Qiongzhi raised his eyebrows.

"The cousin, the heart is easy to change, maybe he has moved to love." Han Meimei jumped down and jumped to Han Qiongzhi's back, hooking her neck, old-fashioned.

"You don't want to talk nonsense. He is always a mysterious person. Maybe he has encountered something!"

"Miss Qiong Zhi, there is a letter."

A manager personally sent a letter, and Han Qiongzhi’s heart was a joy. Suddenly, Han Meimei’s weight was heavy, and it was difficult and difficult to get up. Han Meimei took over the letter and smiled and said: “Come on me!”

"Give it back to me!" Han Qiongzhi was in a hurry and struggled, but he rushed. Han Meimei’s figure is spinning and flying down: “Can’t catch it.”

Han Meimei's cultivation is also a ten-layer refining, deep in cultivation, and the reaction is fast on Han Qiongzhi. Like a monkey, he shuttles between the gardens and unpacks the envelopes.

"What, two words, it is so ugly."

Han Qiongzhi sank in his heart and said: "Come to me, or I will tell my uncle!"

"Oh, it's really angry! If you can't catch it, tell me, don't be ashamed!" Han Meimei crossed the room and ran away. The letter paper fluttered and fell in the hands of Han Qiongzhi.

The above is really only two words, twisting inks - wait for me.

"What is this!" Han Qiongzhi licked his mouth, but he was full of smiles and put the letter on his chest.

"Everyone is coming to see it. The cousin is thinking about men!" Han Meimei did not know where it came from. Holding a copper cymbal in his hand, he slammed and slammed his throat.

Han Qiongzhi sighed. Because the repairs are similar, they are arranged to practice together, so that the peace of mind can be blamed!

but. I will not wait for you, thinking that I am a woman, should I wait for you? You waited for me to be right. After I succeeded in building the foundation, I went back to Qinghe.

Although there is danger, there are her loved ones, and her lover is there.

Li Qingshan did not go to retreat, but came to the outside of the Baijia Jingyuan, on the shore of the Dragon Snake Lake, in a secluded reed.

Looking at the vast and endless dragon snake big lake. Listen to the rolling waves. Although I can't get to the beach, I can feel the sea infinitely.

He had already read the half of the "The Sea of ​​Power" and did not know how many times, and got the next exercise. No more hesitation in my heart. Start practicing immediately.

A trace of water is infuriating, and it is transformed into infinite infuriating. Although it is also water-based, it has to be swayed by many times, like the difference between a mountain stream and a sea wave.

The practice of "The Sea of ​​Power" is very demanding on the talent of water attributes, but for Li Qingshan, there is no difficulty. After the trilogy of the tortoise, he seems to have the blood of the tortoise. The talent of the water attribute has long been far more than the standard on the first line of the test of the five elements. It is the best person to practice "The Sea of ​​Power".

Ten days passed, Li Qingshan turned the last trace of water in the body into infinite instinct. As the name suggests, there is a sense of infinite immortality, and finally glimpsed the door of the foundation.

There is nothing in the heart, and the infuriating is full. In the end, he takes out ten true spirits and arranges them in front of them.

"Hundreds of rivers return to the sea!" Li Qingshan shouted in his heart.

The eight classics, the twelve classics, are like a river, in which there is a real gas, and suddenly began to flow back to the Dantian gas sea, in the Dantian gas sea, set off a wave of stormy waves, there is actually a feeling of uncontrollable.

The infinite amount of innocence in the practice of the sea is extremely strong, but at this time, it has become the greatest test of the practitioners. If it is impossible to control the infuriating of the infuriating, the infuriating will break through the Dantian and destroy the practitioners.

"The spirit turtle Zhenhai!"

The tortoise demon, the light of the gods, will instantly violently slam the sea, the suppression of the waves without waves.

Later, Li Qingshan began to take the first true Ling Dan, and when the real Ling Dan entered the belly, it melted into a strange and dynamic atmosphere.

It is like a drop of water, falling into the sea of ​​air, but it is dip-dyed, causing amazing changes, and the infuriating becomes sticky and solidified.

If it is such as Hua Zun, Han Tie, etc., the practitioner who has stayed on the tenth floor of the refining air, this one is really good. However, the time of Li Qingshan’s practice is still too short, and the accumulation and the bottom are not enough. The infinite amount of infuriating is too strong. The effect of the real spirit has just been applied and it is beginning to be diluted.

Li Qingshan's heart, immediately took the second true Ling Dan, to ensure that its effect is endless, since the normal method is useless, then he used the most arrogant method to break through this difficult.

In this way, nine real spirits are served.

In the sea of ​​Dantian, there is no trace of infuriating, because all the infuriating water is like water being frozen into ice, and the sea of ​​sea becomes a sea of ​​ice.

Li Qingshan's mouth is slightly ticked, and the last true Ling Dan is put away. The time has come.

Above the ice sea, there was a crack in the road, which was broken and shattered, and a more pure, yet clearer, rushing. Ignore the existence of the meridians and rush into the mind of Li Qingshan.

At that moment, the heavens were clear and the heart was bright.

Li Qingshan understands that he has finally opened up the sea of ​​knowledge, or called Zifu and Lingtian. From now on, he can use the mind to perceive and manipulate the heaven and earth aura in a human way. However, this feeling is no stranger to Li Qingshan.

Normally, at this time, there will be a day of robbery.

A gust of wind swelled, and the pressed reeds leaned down, and the water rippled and raged.

Li Qingshan looked around, but it did not happen. There was no second day of robbery. Although deceiving people and demon, but it is not a day, the number of days of robbery, neither more, nor less, equal treatment. Li Qingshan has already received it and will not fall.

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In the 100 schools of thought, since the war of the shemale, there have been routine host-home meetings. The host is no longer Liu Changqing, but Wei Yangsheng, who has also been repaired to the foundation of the building. Liu Changqing is not dead, but concentrates on his work.

The owners changed a lot of new faces. In the past three years, many of the original chief disciples have crossed the most important step in their lives and reached the realm of building a foundation. It is not easy to build a foundation, but it can be a chief disciple. It is a talented genius. As long as there is not much spiritual paralysis, it will take enough time to always spend it.

The home of the legalist and the Han family became Hua Zanzan and Han Tieyi, and Wang Pushi and Han Anjun focused on the things in the Eagle Wolf and the Army.

"Liu Jiazhu, I heard that Qingshan has already gone out, why didn't you come with you?" Wei Yangsheng asked before the discussion. At the home meeting, the chief disciple will also attend the audition. After Wei Yangsheng, he will sit in Chutian.

"Qingshan said that it is necessary to break through the realm of building a foundation..." Liu Chuanfeng’s voice did not fall, and Chu Tian sneered: "I will not hide again!"

The chief disciple did not have the power to open it without authorization, but Chutian has also reached the highest level of the tenth floor of refining, and in the past three years, with the power of the five elements of the big handprint, quite a few names have been smashed, and no one has been killed. Less monsters, even if they encounter ordinary demon, they can calmly retreat. In the future, they will be a powerful base-builder, and they know that he is too narrow, and no one wants to offend him.

And what Chu Tian said is also in the minds of many people. Who does not know that the refiners have become safe in this era, but who is not coming from such an environment, why do you You can retreat and practice, and others will fight hard.

"Three years, breaking through the nine-story and ten-story, is this an escape?" Liu Chuanfeng blushes and argues.

"Chutian lived in the mouth." Wei Yangsheng stopped Chutian, but asked: "Liu Jiazhu, Qingshan, he just finished repairing the tenth floor of the refining gas! It is necessary to continue to prepare for the foundation, how long it will take, not three years Five years? Can you persuade him that spiritual practice may not be closed? Now that the 100 schools are lacking in manpower, his influence is not very good, and ordinary disciples have opinions."

"A good couple escapes." A middle-aged man in a corner wearing a silky coat is yin and yang. There are opinions of ordinary disciples, and there are opinions from the masters of the miscellaneous family. Like the novelists, the miscellaneous families belong to the end, and they are not good at killing. In the war, there are not many disciples who have lost a lot.

The chief disciple he had high hopes for, he died in the hands of the demon last year, and was juxtaposed with a group of former juniors. His heart was very uncomfortable. Hearing Li Qingshan will come to the air, if his disciples are also closed, how can they die?

Han Qiongzhi left, Li Qingshan retreats, and there is a nickname for "escape the shackles" in the 100 schools.

"Please do not humiliate the family." Han Tie Yi Jian eyebrows, cold channel.

"Hundreds of disciples are so circulated ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Jiazhu can kill them all!" The grievances are hard to eliminate, but the voice is soft.

"Qingshan has his own plan. If there is one more building monk in the 100 schools, it is better than a ten-tier refiner, or continue to discuss the next strategy!" Hua Cheng praised himself and persuaded him.

"I don't think it is better. It's better to calculate, who kills more demons?" Chu Tian listened very much.

Other chief disciples are also dissatisfied. They have joined the 100-seat scholastic courts, all of which are longer than Li Qingshan. Why he can be treated differently.

Hua Chengzan is about to open his mouth, and suddenly he feels a huge breath coming from afar. He is a base monk.

In the room, where is the original owner returning? But this breath is not like any of them.

Come fast!

Between the thoughts, the breath fell from the sky, the threshold slammed open, Li Qingshan strode into it, his eyes glanced around, came to the corner, Liuchuanfeng sat down behind him.