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Liu Chuanfeng also took the case, "Boy, I think you are a talent, so I let you score three points, don't kick your nose in the face, you can insult me, but you can't insult the novel." (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the Wèn Novel Network biquge.info)"

"It's you who I'm insulting, and the novels you write are rubbish, rubbish!" Li Qingshan scolded with a clenched fist.

"You...... You ......" Liu Chuanfeng pointed at Li Qingshan, furious.

The wind outside the sky swept the clouds, the clouds and shadows covered it, the sunlight no longer shone in the house, and the bamboo building was a little dim.

Li Qingshan felt that a strange true qi was rising in Liu Chuanfeng's body, and the oppressive power from the tenth-layer qi refiner had only begun to appear until now.

Come on, let me see what the novelist is capable of.

"Li Qingshan, you will be locked in shackles and bitten by beasts, and it is too late to regret your mistake now. Liu Chuanfeng's true qi was released violently, and the ink fragrance became more and more intense.

Li Qingshan said: "You, the, small, say, yes, la, garbage!"

"Rebel!" Liu Chuanfeng was angry, holding a brush in his hand and waving it vigorously.

With a bang, the long chain flew up and wrapped tightly around Li Qingshan's body. With a click, a pair of wooden flails clasped Li Qingshan's neck.

"All beasts roar!" Liu Chuan said.

Tigers, bears, lions, wolves, snakes......

All kinds of ferocious beasts bravely came out, let out a terrifying roar, and pounced on Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan frowned, but it was not fear, but disappointment.

With a shock, his arms were outstretched, he broke the iron lock, grabbed the wooden shackles, and wrung them into pieces.

At this time, the beast pounced in front of him, his mind moved, a clear groan, the Qingxi sword flew up, swishing, turning into a blue light, turning in the room, and all the beasts died.

The shackles are just ordinary shackles, and the beasts are just ordinary beasts, which can be used to deal with ordinary people, and it is okay to deal with qi refiners, or a battle-hardened warrior like him, it is simply a fool's dream.

He just stood here, letting these beasts bite, and they could break through his protective true qi and bite through his skin?

Spelling his fingers like a sword, he pointed at Liu Chuanfeng, "It's not enough!" Qingxi Sword blinked an eye and forced it into front of Liu Chuanfeng.

Liu Chuanfeng hurriedly said: "Bigfoot monk, come out!"

Li Qingshan's heart sank, because he had read this name in the book that Sun Fubai gave him, and he was a character with great supernatural abilities, and according to the words described in the book, he would never be able to win.

can summon the characters in the book, and the novelist understands that he is finally going to show his real strength?

A fat monk with a bare chest appeared out of thin air, and the most conspicuous thing was a pair of big feet below, kicking the Qingxi Sword away with one kick, and stepping on Li Qingshan's chest with one kick.

The momentum is huge, destroying the monument and cracking the stone, far from being comparable to the beasts of Fang Cai.

Li Qingshan was about to avoid Qifeng temporarily, suddenly his feet were sluggish, I don't know when, the floor has become a mire, this small quagmire, naturally can't trap him, but aroused his fighting spirit, okay, I'll try your strength, put your heart horizontally, swing out a punch, and hit the soles of the big-footed monk's feet.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud bang, and the Bigfoot Monk flew back at a faster speed than when he came, and disappeared again in the air.

Liu Chuanfeng felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the Qingxi Sword flew in, and he was busy transporting his true qi to protect his body.

But this was just Li Qingshan's voice, his murderous aura skyrocketed, and he stepped in front of Liu Chuanfeng in one step, moving his palm like a knife, and forcibly breaking through his protective true qi.

Liu Chuanfeng shouted: "A good man spares his life!" I saw the palm knife stop steadily in front of him.

Li Qingshan put away his hand, recalled the Qingxi Sword, put the low table that he had kicked down again, sat down, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured another cup for Liu Chuanfeng.

The sky is cloudy, the sun is shining, shining in the thick tea mist, a quiet.

Liu Chuanfeng was stunned for a moment, and also came to the low table, sat down cross-legged, "You ......"

Li Qingshan stretched out a hand, although there is no etiquette for shaking hands in this world, Liu Chuanfeng was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and held his hand.

Li Qingshan shook his hand, "We will get along well in the future, there are only two of us on this island, and it is estimated that no one will come in the future." ”

Fang Cai's battle, if Liu Chuanfeng didn't use the power of a novelist, but just relied on the identity of a tenth-layer qi refiner, to cast some normal spells.

If Li Qingshan didn't use the "Cursive Sword Book", it would be difficult to win, and the gap between several layers of Qi refining, even if there was a powerful refining body, and the opponent had no will to fight, it would be difficult to make up for it.

He wanted to see the power of the novelist, and Liu Chuanfeng wanted to show the power of the novelist, but the result was not optimistic, no, it directly erased Li Qingshan's last bit of hope, at this time, he could see it openly, and there was no longer any angry feelings.

Anyway, he doesn't lack cultivation methods now, and the "Dehydration Condensation Qi Decision" is enough to support the foundation building realm, and when it comes, he is not afraid that he will not find a better exercise.

The most important thing to come to the hundred schools of scholastics is to learn alchemy, refining, formations and other skills, which can be learned no matter which one of them, and the identity of the chief disciple can also provide a lot of convenience, one of which is that you can freely enter and exit the hundred schools of scholastics without anyone's permission.

In other families, in order to compete for such an identity, I don't know how much competition has to be experienced, how can it be as easy as in a novelist. Not being taken seriously, not being concerned, is not necessarily a bad thing, just meditating and practicing.

Liu Chuanfeng sat in front of Li Qingshan, he was simply cautious, this time the novelist really accepted a disciple, seeing Li Qingshan pondering, he didn't dare to disturb, after a while, he heard Li Qingshan breathe a sigh of relief, and asked: "When will we start practicing, my novelist's methods, you have just seen it, it can be described as infinitely changing......

Li Qingshan listened quietly and did not interrupt, the novelist's ability is very special, he can turn the fake into reality, make something out of nothing, and turn fantasy into reality.

It is said that the origin of the novelist is that in ancient times, a monk traveled to a place and heard that there was a ghost in the local area who specialized in absorbing the vitality of children, and the children who were seized by him would shrink and die of atrophy and death, which made the whole city panic and change the color of the talk.

However, the monk had never heard of such a monster, and after careful examination, he found that it was not a ghost disorder, but a strange disease, because all the well water in the city was polluted by a special spiritual stone vein underground, and the children had a poor system and could not resist it, but the adults were unhindered.

He used his mana to purify the water source, healed the child, and all of them were solved. Then, just as he was about to leave, he saw the goblin with his own eyes, and it was exactly like the legend.

The ghosts that did not exist in the world really appeared in this world, because people believed that they existed, and powerful beliefs converged into a force. But that is not enough, there is still some kind of opportunity needed.

He found that the veins of spirit stones that polluted the water source in the ground formed a wonderful loop, similar to some kind of rune array, providing the storage of this opportunity. He began to wonder if his mana could provide that kind of opportunity.

A new path of cultivation was opened, which was initially just a record of folk gossip and strange legends, turning them into stories and rumors, which were passed on by word of mouth. It took generations of inheritance and innovation, especially the Mohist system to print books, that the novelists of today were finally formed.

A lie told a thousand times is true, and a legend is created with pen and ink, and it becomes an opportunity for itself, and the illusion is resurrected in their hands, which can be all-encompassing and all-encompassing. In terms of fun, there is probably no one who can compare to a novelist.

However, Li Qingshan has already seen the actual combat effect of Fang Cai, but unfortunately it is just interesting, fun can't win the enemy, to write a novel that makes people believe that it is true, and to laugh and cry for the characters in the book, I am afraid that the difficulty is much greater than governing a city, anyway, cultivators are not short of money, as long as they invite a few masters who know how to govern, and then smash millions of taels of silver, they can make local governance prosperous.

Although Li Qingshan had read a lot of good novels in his previous life, he didn't mind being a copyist, but more than ten years have passed, and he has long forgotten to go to Java.

Facing Liu Chuanfeng's expectant eyes, Li Qingshan shook his head and refused: "Thank you, no need, where is my room?"

Liu Chuanfeng's face was full of disappointment, and he smiled forcefully: "It's very big here, just live here." ”

Li Qingshan bowed slightly, walked out, walked around inside and outside the courtyard, and found that although this place was not as large as the Taoist Dao Palace, it was really not small.

The overhead bamboo and wood buildings form a corridor winding path, stepping on the ground, there will be a hollow crisp echo, the spring breeze blows, the bamboo forest swaying, bringing a trace of coolness.

With the footsteps, the water waves gradually rippled under the bamboo building, and the water waves gradually deepened, and came to the backyard, separated from the bamboo gate, a small green lake, reflecting the blue sky and green bamboo, and the scenery was beautiful.

A bamboo rocking chair, lying quietly under the porch, Li Qingshan lay on it, squeaked, and shook gently, as if this way he could spend the floating life and wash away the dust.

He lay down for a while, then stood up, smiled slightly, and finally had a place to live. Here, you don't have to worry about being murdered, you don't have to think about killing people, you can practice slowly.

Now, it's time to go see Xiao An.

When he came to the front hall, Liu Chuanfeng didn't know where he was, a set of green shirts were neatly stacked, placed in front of the door, and there was a cloud pen on it.

Li Qingshan changed his clothes, picked up the pen, took his waist card, soared through the clouds, and flew towards the "leakless island" of Buddhism.

The full name is the island of three no leaks, which is a Buddhist term, precepts, concentration, and wisdom. There is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures, "The heart is the precept, because the precept is fixed, and because of the precept is wise, it is called the three no leakage learning." It is also known as the Three No Island, or the Island of Wisdom.

Come to the island above, you can see it from afar, the pagoda stands in a forest, the treasure is solemn, there is a faint sound of Buddha chanting and chanting, its scale is no longer under the Taoist Wuwei Island, Xiao An is in it.

......

Liuyunfang, in the book sea bookstore, as soon as Liu Chuanfeng entered the door, he hit the ground.

Sun Fubai's heart sank and said, "Senior brother, what are you doing, is it ...... The novelist has been abolished?"

The 100 schools in the 100 scholastic institutes are not fixed, and each house will have some differences, except for the nine streams and ten families that are permanent, and the small families such as Lejia doctors are not available in many places.

The survival of the fittest is also the same, the novelist has not had disciples for many years, and the heads of various families have already jointly submitted a letter to the hundred schools of scholastics in Ruyi County to erase the stain of this Qinghe Mansion hundred schools.

If the novelist was not one of the ten schools of the Nine Streams appointed by the Holy Ancestor Emperor, the above would have already promised it. Even so, an ultimatum was issued, if Liu Chuanfeng, the head of the family, could no longer become a foundation building monk or receive a disciple, he would abolish the novelist of Qinghe Mansion and take back Yunxu Island for the use of other families.

Sun Fubai was born as a novelist, and he couldn't bear to see this happen, so he had no choice but to give it a try when he saw a qi refiner with a little talent, just in case, but in fact, there was no hope.

Liu Chuanfeng shook his head violently, "Thank you, senior brother, thank you, senior brother, I have a successor to my novelist, don't worry about being abolished." ”

"Who is it?" Sun Fubai's eyes widened, who was so unlucky?

"Li Qingshan!" Although his temper is not very good, and he refuses to learn the secrets of novelists, he is still the chief disciple of a real novelist.

Sun Fubai was stunned for a long time, his eyes were a little red, and his efforts finally paid off.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Boss, what exercises are there here?" After a while, a qi refiner walked in, and just saw Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai holding hands and looking at each other with teary eyes, he was speechless and choked, startled, and hurriedly retreated.

......

After Li Qingshan left, in order to show his bearing, the sloppy Taoist talked about the Taoism for a while, let everyone disperse, and asked Jiechenzi: "Where did that bastard go?"

Jue Chenzi said: "Master, it seems that ...... Seems to ......"

"What are you hesitating about, if you have something to say, do you want to ask for a thought that thief is bald? Or go to Liu Changqing and want to make up the exam?"

Jue Chenzi said: "No, he went to Yunxu Island." ”

Sloppy said, "What, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Jue Chenzi said: "I was going to sue you just now, just said Li Qingshan's three words, and you told me to shut up." ”

The sloppy Taoist slapped his thigh: "Oh! He might as well go and be a monk with that thief, you go and let him roll back for me, and I will accept him into the Taoist." ”

Jue Chenzi said: "It's too late, the head of the Liu family submitted the roster as soon as possible, Li Qingshan is already a disciple of the novelist, and he is also the chief." ”

The 100 schools of scholastics have their own rules of 100 scholastics, no matter how they compete for the opening of the academy test, but as soon as they enter, they are the disciples of which family, which cannot be changed by anyone, otherwise the 100 scholastic schools have already become a mess.

The sloppy Taoist was remorseful in his heart, Li Qingshan's perseverance and fortitude were very much in line with his appetite, and he dared to rush at the foundation monk, and the head of the family scolded him, which others might think was rude. But in addition to being angry, he also had some appreciation, thinking that when he was young, he was also famous for his arrogance and disrespect, and he didn't know how much he suffered because of this stinky temper.

"Master, you originally scolded for two sentences, but what you said later was too insulting, no wonder he couldn't be angry. ”

"You mean the master is wrong?"

"The disciple didn't dare. ”

The sloppy Taoist was annoyed and angry: "If someone doesn't do it, go and write a novel, I think he can mix what kind of virtues?"

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