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Time flies, spring passes and summer comes.
It was another full moon night, under the weeping willows, beside the pond, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged, gazing at the bright moon in the pool.
Luohu Xiaoming lay on a round stone not far away with his arm. The stone is not big, and his figure has become younger and younger. Looking up at the sky full of stars, the melancholy color on his little face has faded, as if It is the innocence of the first opening of the mind, and it seems to be the dying wisdom of man.
Li Qingshan guessed that he was practicing some kind of exercise, similar to the phoenix nirvana. Because if you really keep rejuvenating until you become a little tadpole, why bother about your own life so much.
Since Luo Hui Xiaoming came out of the Xiuluo field, he has followed him every step of the way. Finally, Gu Yanying no longer needs his protection, but with such a small tail, she has to continue the work of this big bodyguard.
When I close my eyes, my body glows with colorful brilliance, and the pond is full of brilliance.
Half a month ago, the aspiration power accumulated in the Dayan Rune was enough, just wait for this full moon night.
The pure spiritual power circulated in his body, pushing the "Ape Demon Fishing for the Moon Jue" with all his strength, his heart was full of joy, and his face couldn't help but smile. The Monkey Demon made him feel happy whenever he could, almost couldn't help jumping up and down, and then screaming happily, but he suppressed this impulse and continued to practice.
With the deepening of his practice and no other checks and balances, his appearance became more and more like an ape, and his smile always seemed a little funny.
Luo Hui Xiaoming turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of mockery, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his mood was better than ever.
He was also speculating about Li Qingshan's cultivation techniques. Even though his cultivation was almost exhausted, he still had his eyesight. What Li Qingshan changed was not just his appearance, but a qualitative change every day.
To him, this was not too surprising. The strange thing was the aura of the ape demon. Although it was only a bud, he clearly felt that this was not an ordinary ape, but some kind of god and demon. Even one of the four legendary apes. Once fully grown, the blood is never under him.
If that’s the case, it’s fine. Perhaps Li Qingshan is born with a trace of blood inheritance, which is continuously stimulated through practice. A bloodline is almost supreme, but it can be perfectly reconciled together.
This is definitely not inborn, it can only be the influence of a certain kind of exercise, but he searched all his memories and couldn't figure out what kind of exercise would have such an effect.
In other words, in these six reincarnations, three thousand worlds, there is absolutely no possibility of such a practice!
Then there is only one possibility...
He turned his head and stared at the stars again, his eyes became endless and distant, as if he had crossed the galaxy to reach a higher and farther place.
There is a kind of comprehension in my heart: this encounter may be fate!
"Haha, it's done!"
A burst of laughter suddenly broke the silence, and Li Qingshan's eyes were round and full of joy.
Without the influence of other changes, the practice of Ape Demon Bian was exceptionally smooth, and he realized the first type of Ape Demon magical powers without encountering any obstacles.
Li Qingshan raised his right arm, zig-zagged his five fingers, and cast his eyes on the moon in the pool, and then stretched out his arms to fish out the moon in the pool, holding a round of the moon in his hand.
The bright moon is empty, the moon in hand is still vain, but it is finally a step further.
One day, nine days to capture the moon!
"Congratulations." Luo Hui Xiaoming said.
Li Qingshan was taken aback, and the clear water ran from his fingers, crashing into the pool.
Although the two have been facing each other day and night, there has been little communication. It was not because of the incident on the corpse mountain that grievances occurred. Since the suffering master did not care about it, he would never forget it.
It's just that Luo Hu Xiaoming is increasingly depressed, less talkative, and he doesn't answer ten questions, and Li Qingshan will not rush to flatter him. I took the initiative to talk to him like this, and he said good things, it was almost the sun coming out from the west.
"Thanks."
There was a moment of silence, and Li Qingshan said, "I have one thing I wanted to ask you a long time ago?"
"Just ask!"
"Can people live without their intentions?"
"I'm not human."
"What is the difference between that man and God?"
"There is no difference."
"I see, your uncle! Let's go, let's go back and have a few drinks to celebrate!"
Li Qingshan stepped across the pond, lifted Luohu Xiaoming up, and walked towards the brightly lit mansion.
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The wind is whistling, the clouds are heavy, and the rain comes suddenly.
A small town at the foot of the mountain was shrouded in wind and rain in an instant. At this time, the summer solstice was past, and the top of the mountain was still covered with snow. It can be seen that the height of the mountain peaks is exactly where the sect of the Snow Mountain School, one of the seven martial arts in the world, is located.
The wind and rain were awkward, and when he first arrived in Shen, the restaurant was dark. There were no customers for a while. The shopkeeper was behind the counter and the young man was dozing off on the Fangzhuang.
Just after the rain fell, several figures walked in, all in white clothes like snow and wearing long swords, looking heroic. The head was a woman with a hat on her head and a white veil to hide her face.
The shopkeeper looked up to see the visitor, and hurriedly walked out from behind the counter to salute: "Miss, you are here!"
"Uncle Hong, you are still the same, we come here to avoid the rain." Xue Bing nodded in return.
The young man also woke up and hurriedly wiped the table and pulled the chair, "Miss, please!" Can't help but look up and peep, even though he can't see his face clearly through the veil, but with the pair of autumn eyes. Yes, the face immediately blushed.
Xue Bing turned a blind eye, and the few swordsmen behind him were accustomed to it. Whoever made her one of the "ten most beautiful people in the world" would inevitably have a toad wishful thinking.
The shopkeeper personally served a few plates of exquisite snacks: "Miss, you came suddenly, and there was no time to prepare. I can't compare to the mountains here. You can taste it."
"You are polite, I didn't come here to beg for food when I was a kid."
Although Xue Bing had no appetite, he still picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake out of politeness.
The shopkeeper immediately smiled and said, "Yes, you were so young at that time, and you became the'ten most beautiful people in the world' in a blink of an eye."
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Xue Bing brought to her mouth stopped. She had never liked this title, and now she least wants to hear these words.
The so-called top ten beauties are nothing more than the removal of one Pudu Temple from the four great families and seven sects. Each of the family sects selects a woman with outstanding appearance. First of all, she is born, and finally she is martial arts.
But now there are only nine beauties left in the top ten beauties. The Ma family of the first family in the north can no longer produce beauties, while the Snow Mountain School happens to be the first school in the north.
After the World Club destroyed the Ma family, it swept across large and small sects in the northern border, and now only the Snow Mountain School is left. The traditional sphere of influence has been compressed to less than a hundred miles. .
Before the Tianxiahui came, the "White Ape King's Biography" that contained the supreme swordsmanship had already been circulated first, and I believe it existed in this city. Because of the leader of the Snow Mountain faction on the mountain, her biological father collected a complete set. She also read it carefully, marveling at the swordsmanship in it. What's even more amazed is that some people are willing to show such unique knowledge easily, even Also spread vigorously.
At first I thought it was someone else's martial arts that did not feel distressed, but my father asserted that the most subtle part of it was definitely not from the handwriting of the White Ape King, because even he couldn't understand it, but he felt profound and profound.
To put it more pessimistically, if this goes on, without the world will attack, the inheritance of the Snow Mountain School will be cut off.
Since there is an easy way to learn peerless swordsmanship, who would still be willing to learn art from a teacher and let others take care of it. The ultimate knowledge of the Snow Mountain School, "Blizzard Swordsmanship", has always been learned by only a few people.
The disaster brought about by the coming of the Demon Star this time was far greater than the last time. The martial arts order throughout the ages has been destroyed as never before. Even if it is a martial sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years like the Snow Mountain Sect, it is difficult to stand alone, and the top ten beauties are not worth mentioning.
She fell into deep thought for a while, and the shopkeeper Hong panicked: "Miss, is the snack unpalatable?"
"Old man Hong, what are you talking nonsense here, go back and calculate your account!" A reckless young man waved his hand impatiently, and said to Xue Bing with a diligent expression: "Junior sister, don't worry, don't worry about me, don't think about anyone. It hurts you nothing."
"Smelly boy, you have only studied martial arts for a few years, so you dare to say such big things. Besides, who is willing to hurt her with such a kind and handsome lady?"
Shopkeeper Hong was not happy anymore. Although he only knew a little bit of martial arts, he was definitely not the opponent of this young man. However, this small city and the Snow Mountain School depend on each other. For hundreds of years, many people have practiced martial arts in the mountains. Even the eldest lady of the Snow Mountain faction was grown up by him, so naturally he was not so afraid of the martial artist's prestige.
This is also the difference between the sect and the aristocratic family. The sect needs to recruit disciples widely. It is not a family with a single surname, and it pays more attention to fame. And it won’t be like the aristocratic family, and the mountains can’t accommodate too many people to live in, so it doesn’t need so many resources. There are disciples and disciples for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, as long as a certain sphere of influence is guaranteed.
"Who else can be, of course, that great demon Li Qingshan!"
The arrogant youth obviously couldn't see Xue Bing's frown when he heard the name.
"Li Qingshan is not a demon, but a knight!"
The guy who was waiting carefully on the side suddenly opened his mouth, which surprised everyone.
"You are mad, there is no place for you to speak, you still don't want to go to work!" The shopkeeper Hong shouted.
"Okay, there is a spy from the world! I wait for a good lesson, and you will know whether Li Qingshan is a knight or a demon!" The arrogant young man rolled up his sleeves.
"You just killed me, Li Qingshan is also the king of knights, and the great savior of our people!"
The dude's face flushed and he yelled while pulling his neck.
"Okay, don't say anything, we will return to the mountain when the rain stops!"
Before Xue Bing's voice fell, the restaurant was suddenly illuminated by thunder light, and a figure was cast on the ground.
boom!
The sound of thunder seemed to explode above the head, shaking the dishes, and everyone's ears buzzed.
A tall figure rushed in with the wind and rain. R1152
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