Li Qingshan's heart moved, as if he had experienced this scene, grabbing Chao Tianjiao's wrist and gently removing it. www/xshuotxt/com
"Sister, please don't put your hands on other people's shoulders casually."
Seeing his look different, Chao Tianjiao laughed wantonly: "Why, shy?"
Li Qingshan said calmly: "I only have Yaozhu in my heart. Sister, you should give up!"
At this time, all the generals of the Xuanwu Legion were still on the martial arts training ground. Hearing this, he really admired Li Qingshan’s five-body surrender. The captain’s temper was so fierce that he had just offended Senior Brother Li to death. The big sister said that, I have never seen such a killer.
Chao Tianjiao clasped Li Qingshan's shoulders tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really wishful thinking!"
Even if it is an ordinary Demon King, her shoulders must be crushed by her, but her fingertips feel a strange toughness, and the power can't penetrate the skin.
"What adventure has this kid had, so strong!"
Li Qingshan secretly urged the "Cow Demon Refining Leather", the skin on his shoulders turned into blue cowhide, and his expressionlessly said: "Oh, it hurts, Master Sister, please forgive me!"
Chao Tianjiao let go of his hand bitterly: "Don't be proud, kid, it's going to be an all-army competition right away, I want you to be the first to play, and I have prepared a small gift for you!"
"Don't worry, I won't miss it!"
Li Qingshan waved goodbye to Chao Tianjiao, and was returning to the tower.
The abbot of Yangon suddenly stopped his way: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists, please stay."
"What's the matter with Master?" Li Qingshan folded his hands together and saluted.
The abbot of Yangon recalled the huge magical shadow that appeared on the border of the Demon Territory. And while Li Qingshan's great way of freedom is inextricably linked to Buddhism, he is no different from the devil's way, and he needs special attention.
"If I have made great contributions to the great cause of fighting against demons, I will definitely make a lot of contributions in the Vientiane Sect. I need to leave a note in the Pure Land Temple so that I can report to the Temple of Wuyu."
Li Qingshan has something to ask the monk for help. He smiled and said: "So that's the case, then I'll take a trip with the master."
The Pure Land Temple seemed to be shrouded in a round of warm brilliance, and Baixue turned into raindrops before it hit the ground. Moisturizing the green grass on the ground, it seemed like a splendid spring.
Li Qingshan stopped, frowning subconsciously, feeling annoying for some reason.
The abbot of Yangon seemed to be no different from him. Raised his hand and said: "Friends, please come in!"
"It really is a piece of Brahma Pure Land." Li Qingshan smiled and stepped across the mountain gate.
In an instant, a quiet and invisible force penetrated into the skin like a spring rain, moisturizing his heart, and the sound of wooden fish and chanting came from afar. If mortals are here. I'm afraid I will be away from the hustle and bustle of the world immediately. The urge to take refuge in my Buddha.
However, he felt more and more disgusted. The magical thoughts continued to grow, and his back began to get hot again, instantly repelling the quiet and invisible power. The sound of wooden fish and chanting was like ten thousand mosquitoes and ten thousand flies. There was a buzzing in my ears, and there was only one sentence "Amitabha".
"You don't seem to like it very much here?" The abbot of Yangon asked back.
"No, it's very good here." Li Qingshan suppressed his irritation, and smiled reluctantly: "Today is really the right time!" I have to quickly get rid of the idol of the great free sky.
When he came to the Daxiong Hall, the big Buddha's eyes fell down. Looking down on sentient beings indifferently, it seemed that they hadn't seen anything.
Li Qingshan was restless, bowed his head slightly, wishing to smash the big Buddha with a punch, and then slaughtered all the monks who were chanting.
Taking a deep breath, he finally took a seat on a futon in front of the Buddha.
The abbot of Yangon sat on the opposite side of the case and pushed a book of merit over: "Friends, please write it!"
Li Qingshan took the pen and wrote: "Li Qingshan was ordered to explore the Demon Realm and found that Lengxueguan was slaughtered and turned into an empty city."
About to put a pen. The abbot of Yangon said: "If you have other merits, you can also write it down, such as killing a few demons, or discovering other things, it will become your contribution to the Vientiane Sect."
Hearing this, Li Qingshan raised his head: "Does the demons who have been killed before count as well?"
The abbot of Yangon blinked: "Forget it."
In order to fight against the Demon Realm, the human world not only united all the big sects, but also tried every means to encourage the small sects and casual repairs to participate in the war. The monks who have had experience fighting against demons are talents, and of course they won't begrudge this benefit.
"Ha, there are such good things, then I have killed a lot of demons!"
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, this was really a surprise. When he was in Kyushu, he had fought many desperate fights with demons, and countless demons died under his hands. When investigating before, this one was not discovered unexpectedly.
Because there are too few examples of this, the practitioners of the human world will certainly not run to the battlefield without problems. And in the Three Thousand Worlds, it happened to be invaded by the Demon Realm, and it has not been swallowed by the Demon Realm, and finally it can successfully ascend...
Everything is a small probability event, even Silong, who is also from Kyushu, has never had such an experience. If Li Qingshan was an ordinary Nascent Soul monk, it would be very difficult to kill one or two demon kings, and he would probably fall, and he would beg for his life without his life.
"Amitabha, killing the demons is meritorious."
Li Qingshan scratched his head: "But I don't remember the exact number."
"Amitabha Buddha, as long as it does not deliberately lie and conceal the report, and it is not too far from the real number. This is the front of the Buddha, and the Buddha will testify for you."
"That's good." Li Qingshan thought for a while, began to write, and after finishing writing, he pushed the book of merit back to the abbot of Yangon: "Alright!"
The abbot of Yangon saw the figures clearly and showed a look of astonishment.
Li Qingshan laughed and didn't say anything. He even killed the Demon Emperor back then, and the Demon Lord Demon Commander had killed a lot of them, and the number far exceeded the two or three million demon army of Leng Xueguan.
If all these are considered successful labor and become contributions in the Vientiane Sect, wouldn't he be soaring into the sky? He also wondered, it seems that many demons and beasts have been bred in the world of Wuzhou, and if they turn around and obliterate them all, will they be far from true disciples
The group of true disciples probably never dreamed that they had just sent him to the battlefield of Demon Realm, and they immediately received a newcomer spree.
The abbot of Yangon looked at the merits and looked at Li Qingshan. This is in the Pure Land Temple, in front of Amitabha, even a practitioner of the same level of cultivation as him, it is impossible to lie without being discovered.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect Daoists to have such great credit. Lao Na is really disrespectful!"
Li Qingshan smiled: "It's easy to talk, the master is polite. If it weren't for the master's reminder, I wouldn't know that I had such a great credit."
The abbot of Yangon asked, "Dare to ask where did fellow Daoists punish so many demons?"
"Well..." Li Qingshan thought for a while: "It's not in the human world anyway."
"Could it be that you are in the Demon Realm?" The abbot Yangon leaned forward, his eyes piercing.
Li Qingshan was taken aback: "Where did the master think about it, do you suspect that I am a spy of the Demon Realm?"
"Isn't it?" (To be continued.)