Vientiane
Since Guihai Lingzun declared Li Qingshan a traitor, two days have passed, like a huge boulder thrown into the water, causing a stormy sea, but it calmed down after all.
Legends are just legends, and life will continue. People in the world always care about themselves most. Even trivial matters are more than the lives and deaths of others.
Vientiane City is back to its former prosperity. The gambling is the gambling, the wine-drinking, the spiritual practice, the drilling camp.
Gradually, the name Li Qingshan is no longer a taboo, but has become a chatter on the streets.
In a small restaurant in a remote location—
"You said, that Li Qingshan put a good Vientiane Sect master and did not do it, why did he defect to the Demon Realm?"
"You don't know this. Li Qingshan was originally a spy sent by the Demon Realm. He hid his true cultivation base and came to Vientiane Sect to steal the mystery of "The Vientiane Book of Heaven". Now he has become a big brother and has obtained many books of heaven. Naturally, he fled back to the Demon Realm."
"How is this possible!" "No way!" "Joke! If Li Qingshan hides his cultivation base, how can he hide it from Guihai Lingzun?"
The surrounding listeners were either shocked, doubtful, or retorted.
But in the corner of the restaurant, there were also a few men with solemn expressions, silently squeezing the wine bowl in their hands.
One aspect of the broad-eared, black-faced man, his face suddenly darkened a bit when he heard that, he wanted to stand up. The man sitting on his right hand immediately held his wrist, his body shook, his buttocks fell again, two nostrils let out a sigh of relief, and a bowl of wine was filled with silence.
"Hehe, if Li Qingshan didn't hide his true cultivation base, how could it be possible to cultivate from a Nascent Soul monk to a Yangshen monk in such a short period of time?"
The man smiled slightly and looked like "You are really short-sighted." Although he is only a foundation-building monk, and there is still a distance from the second day of the catastrophe, there is quite a way in the words and expressions that all things in the world are under my control. Self-confidence in.
"And those demons did not come early or late, but Li Qingshan attacked as soon as he came. As far as I know, half of the true disciples were folded outside Black Cloud City! And that Li Qingshan was extremely vile and vicious, as soon as he entered the city. It ruined the teleportation formation in the city and almost killed everyone in the city!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was very convinced. Only with this explanation, the change of Li Qingshan's cultivation level seems reasonable, and many people have begun to scold Li Qingshan as a "traitor" sooner or later.
Even the person who retorted at the beginning had a much weaker voice and murmured: "How did I hear that it was Li Qingshan who forced the incarnation of the Demon God to retreat and defended Black Cloud City."
"Haha, do you believe it? A Yangshen monk who has just survived five times of tribulation, forcing the devil back?" He smiled contemptuously: "Don't forget, Li Qingshan is firmly established as a big brother with this battle! "
This inference is so reasonable and reasonable, I am afraid that Li Qingshan himself would not be able to refute it!
Everyone has clearly outlined Li Qingshan's movement in their heads, and they are completely convinced that Li Qingshan is an undercover agent sent by the Demon Domain. There was a curse in the restaurant, each with red faces and teeth, and they could hardly wait for the "damn man to rape" thousands of dollars. Cut, cramp and peel.
"Fart your mother!"
With a sudden violent drink, the broad-eared, black-faced man in the corner of the restaurant smashed the wine bowl with a "crack" and rushed towards the nonsense gas refiner.
The person sitting with him hurriedly got up, but it was too late to stop him, and everyone had an angry look on their faces, and they didn't want to stop again.
Perhaps they are not very knowledgeable. Apart from farming in their hometown, they will defend the city on the border for their entire life.
But in the battle of Heiyun City, they were all real witnesses. They clearly knew that Li Qingshan destroyed the Teleportation Hall, not to trap everyone in the city, but to force the aloof true disciples to share with them. Survive!
I even witnessed how Li Qingshan took the lead, fought bloody battles, repelled waves of demons, and finally battled with the incarnation of the demons, breaking his bones to death!
These, they not only saw and heard, but also clearly felt it.
Because at that moment, they fought side by side with Li Qingshan!
Li Qingshan did not defeat the demons and defended the Black Cloud City by himself, but relied on their strength.
This was what Li Qingshan told them personally after the war because they were unwilling to accept Li Qingshan's extra reward.
Yesterday they were recalled from the army and heard countless people's insults against Li Qingshan, "traitors", "traitors" and "traitors". They all endured it. After all, they are only the lowest-level disciples, not even disciples, they are just "waiters", they don't understand what happened, and they can't be the master of the Vientiane Sect.
However, they couldn't bear it anymore to hear someone so upside-down and distorting the truth.
Because that battle was the greatest pride in their hearts!
The arrogant foundation-building monk was proud of his clever mind. A fierce killing intent came from behind. He was stiff and chilly, before he could make any response. He pressed hard on his head, suddenly Press down.
With a bang, one head smashed the table, the cups and dishes broke and splashed, and there was a muffled noise, and it hit the floor tiles severely, and a large part of the dent was broken.
The black-faced man still refused to let go, as the five-finger head was about to crush his head. His eyes showed red light and his face was ferocious, scaring the people around him back.
In the battle of Heiyun City, he died three times and rebirth three times. His fighting spirit was immortal. He had gained the blood of Asura, and received the triple rewards of the Heavenly Palace of No desire, Vientiane Sect, and Li Qingshan. Base success.
Although the one he was pressing was also a foundation-building cultivator, he had never experienced a real fight except for the competition between the same sect. Under the threat of that strong murderous aura, all his skills in fighting techniques were lost. Java is just twisting and struggling instinctively.
"What are you doing? What are you doing!?" His voice became sharp and distorted because of fear, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, and no longer just talked about it.
"Fucking mother!" The black-faced man punched his fist in a mess, but didn't use much strength, just venting his anger.
The restaurant exclaimed, "Stop, don't fight, you are so bold, you can't use force in Vientiane!" Some shouted: "Go and call the inspector!"
The other companions, unconsciously, stepped forward to form a circle in silence.
At this moment, a man in black with an axe in his hand broke into the restaurant and shouted: "Stop it!"
"The inspector is here!"
The inspectors belonged to the Inspectorate of the Department of Law and were responsible for maintaining law and order in the city. After all, in this Vientiane City, no one really dared to resist the law violently.
The guys looked at each other and said in their hearts: "It's so fast!" Then they stepped forward together and held the black-faced guy.
The beaten-faced monk building the foundation, as if he had met his father, threw himself in front of the inspector: "My lord, they want to kill me! It's all for the damn man Li Qingshan, yes, catch them quickly. , They are all spies of Demon Realm!"
The inspector ignored him. He only looked at the men and reported a few names: "Tong Dagong, Jiang Xing, Li Xin... Brother Leng, please!"
The hearts of several people sank. "Brother Leng" is one of the true disciples, the law secretary is the master of Leng Yuan, and they are summoned from the army by the law secretary.
The black-faced man named Tong Dagong, the red light in his eyes had not faded at this time, his face was horizontal, and he said stiffly: "Please, what do we do?"
The inspector frowned and looked at him deeply: "Draw a line with Li Qingshan!"