Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 88: Bai Xueheming, Dan Qingmoke
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"You cross the river and demolish the bridge!" Lee Qingshan Road.
"How is it, I'm tired of it now, let's go!" Han Qiongzhi chewed Wisdom Fruit, while kicking Li Qingshan arrogantly, but the movement gradually became weak, and the eyes were glorious, Wisdom Fruit began to play a role.
"It's dizzy! I don't know what it will become." Han Qiongzhi smiled and sighed: "I don't want meet again/goodbye to come to you when I wake up, this is not where you should stay, let's go ..." so murmured She finally closed her eyes and fell in the arms of Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan hugged her tightly, and after a long time, kissed gently on her forehead, patiently dressed her, arranged the silk, put a set of Formation, a few bottles of Dao Elements Pill, a stack of Purple Talisman Beside her, these are all loot from Si Qing's Spatial Ring.
Wandering a few more times in Immortal Cave, suddenly smiled and shook his head, said to himself: "I will come back, no matter how long I leave."
Then stepped out of Immortal Cave and disappeared alone in the whistling snow.
"Un, I'm waiting for you."
Han Qiongzhi closed his eyes and said in a slightly undetectable voice.
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Li Qingshan remembered returning to Verdant Province this time, and one person had never seen it. Hearing Liu Changqing said that he had been living in seclusion for many years, so he crossed the snow and came to a quiet mountain forest room.
Unlike other places ravaged by locusts, the area is still lush, the lake is quiet, and it looks particularly clean and beautiful in heavy snow.
"Dan Qing, are you there?"
Li Qingshan called out loudly, but for a moment, formation opened, revealing several elegant cottages, a handsome Tsing Yi man stood in front of the cottage, "Qingshan, you are back from Mist Province!"
"You have spent the second Heavenly Tribulation!"
Li Qingshan was slightly surprised. In order to help him repair the "Three Jue Book", the original Chu Danqing cultivation base returned to Qi Refining Warrior's Realm. I didn't expect to see it in 20 or 30 years. He didn't just do cultivation base. Also on the First Level building, the temperament looks more elegant.
"You have spent Third Heavenly Tribulation!"
Chu Danqing was even more surprised. After Qingshan got the magic heart in tempered, he no longer deliberately used Spirit Turtle to suppress it. The natural breath was clearly cultivation base from Third Heavenly Tribulation.
"It seems that we didn't waste time." Li Qingshan smiled.
"I really do n’t know how you got cultivation. It ’s incredible. Do n’t stand in the snow, come in and sit down!"
"There is nothing to sit in the house, it is better to go there to enjoy the snow." Li Qingshan pointed to the lake. There is a simple small pavilion covered with thick thatch, which is a good place to enjoy snow.
"Okay, I just happen to have a good wine. We drink and enjoy the snow and get drunk!" Chu Danqing's interest is also very high.
The two seated in the pavilion, Chu Danqing took out a scroll, shook hands, and unfolded the scroll. The maid one by one walked out of the painting, either holding the guqin or holding the fire, and in a blink of an eye, the pavilion was properly arranged.
Several Immortal Cranes flew out of the painting and danced on the lake in the snow, naturally without any pretentiousness. Perfectly integrated into the surrounding scenery, like a freehand landscape painting, there are a few sounds of piano sounds, as if soaked in the ice and cold spring, refreshing. It was like a fairyland.
"Your painter's method is really easy to use, even I think the true and the false are difficult to distinguish." Li Qingshan looked at first glance, and could not tell the true and false of the people in these paintings, he sighed in his heart: "I haven't seen it for many years. The art of Chu Danqing is becoming more and more delicate. "
"It's not as good as Novel School's virtual reality, but looking at you as cultivation base, it seems to have nothing to do with Novel School." Chu Danqing said modestly.
"The world is always unpredictable, by the way, the wine you want will not be drawn!"
"Then why?" Chu Danqing said, taking out a blue and white Porcelain Jar and opening it.
A scent rushed out of Porcelain Jar and diffused in the cold air, but it was different from the ordinary wine. Lee Qingshan looked into the altar, and the dark liquid was rippling in it. He suddenly realized, "Is this ink?" You are not going to ask me to drink ink! "
"This is Danqing wine, I usually don't want to drink it!" Chu Danqing said.
"Isn't this made out of your blood?" Lee Qingshan remembers that Chu Danqing has a special bloodline called "Emerald Blood Painting". He can't help but have doubts. He has already drunk a friend's blood and doesn't want to drink it anymore. the second.
"I can't make such a wine, come and try it!" Chu Danqing instructed the beauties in the painting to pour wine into the bottle, the aroma became more intense, like ink instead of ink, like wine instead of liqueur.
Li Qingshan tried a sip, his eyes lit up, the rich and peculiar taste spread in the mouth, where the liquor flowed, where flesh and blood seemed to be melted, not spicy but better than spicy, which contains a This kind of extremely pure Spiritual Qi is not just to satisfy the desire of the tongue.
He drank the wine in the bottle, and his internal organs seemed to be a chaos. eyes closed tasted it for a while, and then praised this glass of wine refining: "Good wine!"
"How about, I didn't lie to you!" Chu Danqing slowly tasted the wine.
"No wonder the speed of cultivation is so fast, where did you get this wine from?" Lee Qingshan strangely, but this level of spirit wine, even Third Heavenly Tribulation Great Cultivator may not be able to drink, Chu Danqing said not I made it myself.
"My master gave it to me." The respect from the heart appeared on the face of Chu Danqing.
"Master Chu left it for you?" Li Qingshan said, but Chu Shidao's life is only Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"No, it's another master."
"You have applied to the teacher again, I don't know what kind of senior is it!" Li Qingshan was a little surprised. Chu Danqing's feelings for Chu Shidao, he knew clearly, he would never easily turn to others as a teacher.
"The master will probably come today, and I will know when I see you."
"Then I want to see, come, cheers!" Li Qingshan pressed this curiosity, chatted with Chu Danqing, and said the strange scenes in Mist Province, Chu Danqing also showed fascinating, "In the future I will Make sure to walk around and draw the beauty of Kyushu! "
"You have stayed here all these years?"
"Yeah, the master wants me to focus on cultivation to learn painting. Even the old people of Hundred Philosophical Scriptures Academy can only meet once in a while, and took the painting I painted to deal with the locust plague."
"Is there no locusts to nuisance?" Li Qingshan asked. Although it is a deep mountain and old forest, it is not remote because it is placed in the entire Verdant Province. There are no signs of being bitten by locusts.
"Probably Flying Locust King has not taken care of it yet."
"It ’s a blessing to be able to avoid all sorts of battles and live here in seclusion!"
Li Qingshan said, suddenly felt what he felt in his heart, and looked up, I do n’t know when, a figure appeared near the lake, a black robe, faintly revealing indigo, long dress, long dress Sleeve, dragged on the white snow, as if the pen left unfinished on the paper.
I could not see my face clearly in the wind and snow. I only knew that he was a slender man with a red paper umbrella like a maple leaf, and walked slowly towards here.
"My master is here!" Chu Danqing stood up to meet.
In a blink of an eye, the man came to the pavilion, Li Qingshan looked carefully. The man ’s face was quaint, his eyes were deep and his nose was tall, his lips were thin, his thick hair was curled , Messy scattered around the waist.
Li Qingshan inexplicably recalled the frustrated Mok in the ancient poems. There was a spirit of falling into the dejected. From the winter and snow, it brought the entire late autumn season.
As for his specific cultivation base, it will be neglected, even if you want to distinguish it, it is vague. Compared to the maids in the pavilion, he is more like a painting.
Li Qingshan suddenly noticed that his eyes were blank, without pupils, and he said: "Is he a blind person? No, with my eyesight, even a mosquito ten miles away can see clearly. Why can't he see his face because of the blizzard! "
"Master, this is the Li Qingshan I said." Chu Danqing introduced.
"Jiu Yang." The man gently shook off the snow on the umbrella. He didn't seem to be surprised by Lee Qingshan's cultivation base, or was too frustrated and tired, and became indifferent to everything in the world.
"Dare to ask seniors for their surnames and names." Li Qingshan arched and asked, feeling a little strange in his heart. He never met him. How could there be a strange sense of familiarity.
"Ink is no trace." The man nodded slightly, still cherishing words like gold.
"It seems that the surname of Mo is not very common."
Li Qingshan still knows a little about Verdant Province ’s Great Cultivator. He never heard of the name. He felt a shock in his heart, and suddenly remembered a rival named Mo, Verdant Province Monster Race Crown Prince Ink Feather, could not help but carefully examine the man in front of him, could it be said ...