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Li Qingshan felt more painful than suffering from Zhou Tong's sky thunder. It was not that the existence of Zen Master Jiguang wanted to put him to death, but the Niu Demon and Tiger Demon reacted fiercely to this Tianlong Zen singing, as if the water was surging in boiling oil.
"It is rumored that Tianlong Zen singing has the ability to frighten all monsters and ghosts, and it is true. Did he find something? So he deliberately tried?"
Zen Master Jiguang did not see Li Qingshan's demon deity, but had a different mind. Tianlong Zen singing can not only deter demons, but also cleanse the evil desires in people's hearts.
If Li Qingshan really had any unreasonable thoughts about Xiao'an, he could use this to dissolve and eliminate him, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to this trip. If you do not realize it, you will have to endure great pain.
But seeing that Li Qingshan's face only changed slightly, he returned to normal, and he was even more calm and calm than when he first came in.
"Is my judgment wrong? If so, I don't have to embarrass him too much. It is inevitable that human beings are sentimental and can't let go of it. If you use strong methods, you will fall behind and have a rift with this disciple." Zen Master Jiguang received Tianlong Zen singing.
In fact, it was Li Qingshan who transported the tortoise to Zhenhai, suppressed everything, and calmed down the maddening bulls, demons, and tigers, just like the old monk enters the concentration, and the spirit turtle sinks into the sea, unchanging. Of course, this is also the true skill of Zen Master Jiguang for Zeng, otherwise Li Qingshan will only retreat in a hurry, or change the monster body to fight.
"Is this the unique Tianlong Zen singing of Tianlong Temple?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile.
"It seems that the donor is open-minded, and indeed has a relationship with me."
"What? Tianlong Zen singing?" The monks were all surprised. The temptation and confrontation just now. Except for Xiao An, the others felt nothing at all.
"I wonder if I can teach Xiaoan?" Li Qingshan asked tentatively.
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Li Qingshan came to Renxin Island alone, sighing in his heart: "This Phoenix Lingyu is really not easy to get!"
"This martial art is different from other kung fu, only the abbot senior can be qualified to teach it, and it has to go through many tests."
This is the answer of Zen Master Jiguang, who is a Buddhist monk. Don't say anything, let alone such a big thing that everyone knows.
Li Qingshan was also helpless, and promised to take Xiao An to Tianlong Temple and his party after finishing the Qinghe Mansion. This was also what Xiao An meant, and Zen Master Jiguang had nothing to say, leaving Xiao An to continue teaching.
Li Qingshan walked towards the doctor, still reading the second story Ruxin told him. At that time, I was anxious and had no time to care. Think about it now. But I think it has a lot of meaning.
Although Ru Xin's mouth is not forgiving, she has never really blackmailed his spirit stone. He could feel that even if he didn't care about giving it, she wouldn't want it.
After inquiring, if my heart is not on Renxin Island, I went to the library on Zhengming Island.
Suddenly, a very malicious look came. Li Qingshan looked up, behind a window upstairs. A distorted face, somewhat familiar. It is Chutian.
Li Qingshan smiled and waved his hand, and that face became even more distorted. At this time, another woman came to the window. It was Qian Rongzhi. He glanced down at Li Qingshan with a strange expression, and then closed the curtains.
"Is that protecting food... Xiaotian, don't look at it, one day, you will become stronger than him." Qian Rongzhi did not have the slightest pity in his eyes, but was full of trust and expectation.
At this time of frustration, no man can resist his gaze, and Chu Tian is the same, shaking his whole body, throwing himself into Qian Rongzhi's arms and crying.
"I have nothing!?"
Qian Rongzhi gently stroked his head with her gloved hands, her eyes softly like a mother, looking at her frustrated child.
The snake of hell was about to move around, unwilling to walk around her, she also comforted it like a mother.
"Don't worry, there will be food soon."
Chu Tian had indeed lost a lot of things. After he was taken back to Renxin Island by Ruxin, his symptoms of ecstasy stabilized miraculously. Then Qian Rongzhi came, his eyes flushed, hesitating.
Under the pressure of Chu Tian, he finally told him an extremely unfortunate news. When he was in retreat, the two women who followed him to the Baijia Jingyuan died in the chaos of war. He and the two women are childhood sweethearts and have a deep relationship.
Chu Tian was so embarrassed, he fell in love again and almost died.
Then a miracle happened to him again, so that he could save his life, as if he was really blessed by destiny, but his cultivation was a big retreat.
"You still have me!" Qian Rongzhi turned his head away as if he couldn't bear it, tears couldn't help falling.
And, it's only me.
The viper neighed.
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"Uncle Fu, why are you here?"
When Li Qingshan came to the library, he met an acquaintance, Sun Fubai.
In front of the window where the sun was slanting, Sun Fubai leisurely lay on the rocking chair, reading a book, as if he had met for the first time.
"Qingshan, you are here."
After some talks, Li Qingshan found out that this library originally belonged to a novelist. The buildings on Zhengming Island all have different functions, and most of them are managed by various families.
However, the novelist was originally reduced to Yunxu Island and almost couldn't keep it. There were neither disciples nor teachers. The library was put under the management of Confucianism. Now the novelist is cheering up again, and is back in the hands of the novelist again.
At the critical moment of breaking through the realm of foundation building, Sun Fubai removed the things of Yunxushe and returned to this library building to cultivate one's morality. Under his management, Yunxu Society already has a complete set of institutions, so he doesn't need to do everything himself.
The bookshelves are filled with bookshelves, and the fragrance of woody books is refreshing. But in the very vast building, it was sparsely populated, and few people were there.
The war has not yet subsided, and a few people are interested in reading, and books related to spiritual practice are all on the upper level. The following are mostly sub-collections of scriptures and history, which are difficult for practitioners to pay attention to.
"You said, like the owner of the house, over there, he has already come, so he was waiting for you!"
"Yes. I'll go and see."
Li Qingshan also felt her breath, and finally found her in the corner after passing through the mountain of books.
There were many books on the table, and she didn't have any of them in her hand. She placed her legs high on the table with her legs crossed, and she was smiling with arms on her pillows.
There are two floor-to-ceiling windows open here, the sunshine is amazing, and her head is covered with blue silk. They are all dyed golden.
"What are you doing here?" Li Qingshan sat down in front of her, picked up a book casually, turned two pages, and threw it back on the table.
"Tell the second story."
"what story?"
"The story of the gods."
Ruxin lowered her legs and waved her hand. The curtains slammed to block the sun, her face was hung in a shadow, and she put her arms on the table. Leaning forward, he lowered his voice and said, "Did you know? There are many gods in Kyushu! Naturally, these gods cannot be compared with the gods and gods of the heavens. At most they are the gods of Mao. The place to manage is not big, a mountain, a river? ."
"Many of them are mountain spirits and water monsters. Perhaps they are not necessarily strong in the spiritual path, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they are already omnipotent. And as long as you are in your own landscape, you will greatly increase your strength. Don't have any power. ."
"Now, why isn't there anymore?" Li Qingshan had some enlightenment. But to no avail.
"The holy emperor sets the tripod in Jiuzhou, and there will be no gods in the world."
"Then what?"
"Then there is no more, my story is over." Ru Xin waved her hand again, and the dazzling sunlight poured in.
"This is your story?" Li Qingshan's eyes widened.
"You didn't pay Lingshi, why should I talk so long. If you want to know, just read it for yourself!" Ruxin patted the stack of books, and the dust rose up in the sun.
She stood up and wanted to leave.
"Wait." Li Qingshan stopped Ruxin, but didn't know where to ask. I only felt that a certain thought in her heart became clearer and clearer, and she glanced over the pile of books in front of her. She turned these broken books out of the pile of old papers, and took a lot of thought!
"If you have a fart, let it go."
"You add the words "say if you have something", and I can listen more comfortably." Li Qingshan's eyes swept across her hips viciously, thinking of slapped on it.
Suddenly no idea of being a confidant for a lifetime, but thinking that if she can press her on her lap and hit her ass severely when she is silent and joking, it will be the greatest enjoyment.
"Is there a spirit stone to make you comfortable?" As soon as Ruxin said, he felt a little inappropriate.
Sure enough, Li Qingshan said with a smile: "It depends on how you make the uncle feel comfortable for me."
Ruxin turned around without saying a word.
Li Qingshan suddenly remembered something again: "Do you know what Qian Rongzhi did in Chutian?"
"In Wuzhou, disturbing others hunting is more serious than grabbing a wife!" Ruo waved her hand without looking back, and walked through the promenade of the French windows, her figure flickering bright and dark, and disappearing at the end of the promenade.
"Hunting? It's the same as I thought, but unfortunately I have too many prey, otherwise I don't mind getting in."
Li Qingshan muttered to himself, then picked up the book he had thrown on the table, and studied the cover carefully. The name of the book was blurred, and the font was very primitive, only two words could be vaguely seen, "Speaking God".
Books like books, unless they are kept in a treasure bag, no matter how well they are protected, they will not be able to withstand the flow of time for thousands of years.
It is extremely rare for Li Qingshan to settle down to read, and only in this way can she betray her painstaking effort to search for these books from the vast sea of books.
The sun deflected, and time passed bit by bit.
As Ruxin said, the original existence of gods is mainly divided into gods of mountains and waters. Mountain water veins can be refined like spiritual tools and magical tools, but instead of injecting one's own divine consciousness into it, they extract a divine mind from it and condense it into a divine seal.
The holy emperor unified the world, not by hitting the invincible hands all over the world, and then sealing eight princes and ten demon kings. Otherwise, once he goes, the Daxia dynasty will immediately collapse and return to the chaotic era.
Instead, a series of methods were implemented, and one of the most important ones was to cast the Kyushu Great Tripod. The materials used to make the tripod are precisely these god seals collected from the world.
Since then, even if the monster can occupy the water veins of the mountains, it will not be able to refine them.
When the holy emperor came out, there was no god in the world. RQ
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