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In the sky, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged on the cloud, feeling that the Dayan Rune was gathering aspirations much faster.
If belief is a kind of power, then in the city below, people gradually begin to believe in an illusory existence.
"Go, go to the next stop!"
Li Qingshan travels all over the place. All the missions are carefully selected by him. There are many missions and the scope is wide, but they are super simple. Basically, the main goal is to hit the characters in the arena.
It's not that he can't complete the more difficult tasks.I believe that as long as the level of the gas refiner, there are few characters that he and Xiaoan can't beat, but the key is to make the characters written by him shine, and when it comes to the gas refiner, various There are more troubles, and it is out of the cognition of mortals.
He is now going to cut down the lord of the Tibetan sword palace, and the people don't know who it is! It is the people who love to fight against the local tyrants and gentry who bully men and women and run rampant in the country.
Gradually, the image of a young hero was established in the hearts of the people.
Yes, a teenager, Li Qingshan originally set up as a half-elder child in his heart, but that child grew up in the legend, and every time he was transformed into a different one, he appeared in this world with an image that was more in line with people's expectations.
There are discussions under every eaves, and the patches on the boy's clothes become more and less, and the color of the belt is sometimes red but green. The brush in the right hand is always the same, but the left hand sometimes holds the shepherd flute, sometimes the gourd,
His final appearance is the integration of thousands of faiths and wishes.
At the same time, the aspiration power collected by Dayan runes has doubled, and the young hero has become more real, vivid and powerful.
There was even a divine light flashing in his eyes, which was indistinguishable from a living person. Let Li Qingshan marvel secretly in his heart. The magic of the novelist Famen.
Of course, he still doesn't have the ability to think deeply, and he is not a living person. You can only say some stylized lines like a machine. At critical times, Li Qingshan needs to be manipulated in secret like a puppet.
But Li Qingshan felt it. It is not the amount of willingness that restricts him, but the realm of Dayan Rune.
The level of Dayan Rune is restricted by the level of Qi-refining cultivation. Only through the tribulation of heaven and transforming the true energy into spiritual energy can we rebuild the Dayan Rune and give it stronger power. At that time, he might really be able to communicate with people like a living child.
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On the top of the tallest tower in the city, Zhao Ling Shupan stood in his hand. Looking coldly at the back of the tiger riding away, he jumped, and a pair of metal wings stretched out from behind. Gliding across the sky. Go straight to the past.
With a cry, a gust of wind was set off. Dropped from the sky and landed in front of the boy.
"Who are you, why are you blocking my way?" The boy said with an exaggerated expression like a drama.
Zhao Lingshu said coldly: "Which painter's disciple are you, who dare to learn from others to act chivalrously and fight for justice? You have deceived mortals, but you can't deceive me!"
"Who are you, why are you blocking my way?" The boy still said with an exaggerated expression like a drama.
"Do you know who I am that you killed in Yutai Mountain?" Zhao Lingshu raised his eyebrows. He was born in a bandit den, and his father and brothers were bandits. Because of his talent for refining qi, he was favored by the head of the gang of the famous Qinghe Mansion, and he was accepted as a disciple. Unexpectedly, Yijin returned to his hometown, but found that all his relatives were dead and there was no scum left.
"Who are you, why are you blocking my way?" The boy said again with an exaggerated expression like a drama.
If Zhao Lingshu had ever played a game, he would definitely be familiar with this scene. No way, although the teenager looks like a real person, and can even use many powerful methods, he is not a human being.
Just because he had never played, Zhao Lingshu was furious: "All you killed are my relatives! I want you to die!"
Shit! The long sword unsheathed from behind, like a shocking lightning, like a swimming dragon, around the young man's neck.
Zhao Lingshu has already seen the appearance of the young boy's head in a different place.He came to avenge him, not because his head is hot, and he has been investigating for a long time.Although the boy has the means of a painter, the paintings he draws are no more than three or four levels of refinement. The level of qi is not to be feared at all.
Sure enough, the young man just had a dull expression, watching the flying sword stabbing, without any response.
Seeing the revenge will be avenged, Zhao Lingshu felt a moment of loneliness. As a practitioner, he was destined to walk a lonely road. Goodbye father, goodbye brothers, please bless me under Jiuquan Bar!
Feijian stabbed a hole, the young man disappeared out of thin air, and the giant tiger was crushed into a thin painting and flew into the air, Zhao Lingshu was stunned for a moment.
"Hey, what's the matter with you?"
A man in Tsing Yi brought a child, stepping on white clouds and falling from the sky, shouting to Zhao Lingshu.
As soon as Li Qingshan was distracted and Xiao An was talking and laughing in the sky, he turned his face and saw that Feijian killed him, and immediately dissipated his vows and recalled the giant tiger.
Zhao Lingshu said coldly: "So you control everything behind the scenes?"
Xiaoan has been watching Liulu, listening to all directions, and saying a few words to Li Qingshan.
"I said that the group of shit bandits in Yutai Mountain, why are they so rampant, it turns out that you are supporting them." Li Qingshan just understood the whole story and said angrily. He had some impression of there because he rescued more than a dozen from the thief's den. All the women are played with inhuman form, and some are crazy.
According to legend, he has never seen the hero of the green forest, who is a hero and walks the way for the sky.
"Mortals are like ants. They can't escape the fate of being played and killed. Now that you admit it, then die!" Zhao Lingshu pinched the sword art in his hand, and the flying sword flashed.
The breath that Li Qingshan exudes is only the seventh level of Qi refining, and the kid next to him is just a mortal. He has absolute certainty that he can kill them on the spot, although things are a bit unexpected, but everything is in his grasp. Seeing Li Qingshan picking up his flying sword with his hand, he even sneered.
"Stop it for me!"
Li Qingshan grabbed Feijian casually: "I think you look like an ant too!"
Zhao Lingshu urged the Feijian repeatedly, and the Feijian trembled, but he didn't move at all in Li Qingshan's hands. The metal wings fluttered behind and rose into the air. Fortunately, the pair of Mohist double iron wings bestowed by the master, fly freely in the air and remain invincible.
In a blink of an eye, I saw that Li Qingshan had already stepped into the air, faster than Feijian, and was shocked.
Zhao Lingshu retreated quickly and said: "Why should we fight each other for mortals? I have already figured it out. Since I stepped into the path of practice, I should have it, but these worldly feelings have nothing to do with them. Thank you fellow daoist for helping me cut it off. In the next meeting with Zhao Lingshu, dare you to respect the surname of fellow daoist?"
"Go to hell, ants!"
Li Qingshan resorted to the wave-riding style, accelerated abruptly, and came to Zhao Ling's writing in an instant, his right hand was bluffing like a tiger's claw, easily penetrated the body protector's zhenqi, scratched the skin and breastbone, held the hot heart, and drew it smoothly. Came out.
This tiger demon digs his heart to deal with practitioners, not to mention having a special flavor.
"I'm going to die here!" Zhao Lingshu's pupils suddenly spread, "My practice path has just begun..."
Only the last strength crushed the talisman for help.
People give Xiao An as snacks, and there are a few useful things in the treasure bag, especially the pair of iron wings, which is a bit interesting.
As for Zhao Lingshu's request for help, Li Qingshan didn't care at all. He spent a year in the Baijiajingyuan. He knew all about the famous schools of Qinghe Mansion.
The ** club is just a gang of the same nature as the iron fist gate. The leader of the gang has forgotten whether it is the 9th or 10th qi refining layer. Anyway, it is definitely not a foundation-building monk. In the eyes of Jianghu people, it is a terrible Big Mac, but in his and Xiaoan's eyes, it is a group of self-propelled treasure bags and a family rush, I am afraid they will not come.
Li Qingshan even thought about whether or not to stay here and wait for them to deliver the goods, but who knows whether to wait for the rabbit to succeed or not, after all, it still matters. He is still anxious to go back and date Han Qiongzhi!
Jumped and walked away.
An hour later, an old man came to this wilderness and looked around. He is the head of the Confederate Association. He has reached the ninth level of Qi refining in his entire body, which is close to the pinnacle of Qi refining practitioners.
If Li Qingshan knew that he had come so quickly, I'm afraid he would regret not having to wait longer.
The master and the disciple connected the heart, the old man felt that Zhao Lingshu was already fierce and violent, and his face was angry. His most talented disciple died here! His years of training were all in vain.
Revenge? Let's save it! There is no trace of fighting on the ground. Can he afford to kill Zhao Lingshu silently
Their kind of gang looks majestic and majestic. All the money beauties in the world take everything and ask for it, but in the entire spiritual path, they are actually at the bottom. Whether it is a disciple of the sect, or the disciple of the Baijiajingyuan, it is not possible to offend casually. If you are not careful, you will cause a catastrophe. Pity my disciple, his heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper.
A month later, the Dayan rune radiated a lot of light, and the brilliance blurred the runes in it, like a blue sun, shining through the sea of dantian,
Li Qingshan smiled with satisfaction, but this alone was not enough. But the seeds have been sprinkled all over the ground, and the next step is to wait for the flowers to bear fruit. There are almost three months left, which must be enough.
Li Qingshan stood in front of the eagle and wolf guard station where people came and went, looked up at the room under the eagle, the deputy commander's room, and smiled brightly: "Qiongzhi, here I am!"
Feeling a little excited, dating a woman, after all, this is the first time he has traveled through eighteen years. Xiao An took the Thousand Corpse Picture and went to Wu Lei Island, giving him plenty of time.
On the rippling Dragon Snake Lake, the spring is bright and beautiful, a small boat drifts with the waves, Li Qingshan is lying leisurely in the cabin, the beauty is on the side, the eyes are soft, the heroic posture turns into tenderness, plump lips, charming and charming, open and close several times , Made a misty and clear sound.
"Gu Yanying and I are in danger at the same time, do you save that first?".RT
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