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"Master, you've won the prize!"

Li Qingshan laughed, not disagreeing.

"The talent of Qingshan's junior brother, I can't help it, the grace of saving my life is beyond repayment, please accept a lamp and a worship!"

Li Qingshan accepted it calmly and said with a smile: "You don't blame me for almost pulling you off." ”

"If you fall into the hands of demons, you must be able to survive and not die, even if you are unfortunately dead, you must thank your junior brother for your success!"

The fearless monk felt regretful again, and listened to the monk who was not angry, it turned out that Li Qingshan had survived the second heavenly tribulation a few years ago, such a talent, such a mind, they are all rare geniuses in a hundred years, and they are not under one mind, if they can become the official disciples of Tianlong Zen Academy, they will definitely become the mainstay.

But his temperament is strong, he can't force it, but fortunately he was accepted by the monk who is not angry, and he has formed a cause and effect with Tianlong Zen Temple, and he is not afraid that he will not contribute in the future.

Back outside the Demon Suppression Palace, the slanting sun shone on the valley, dyed red.

The monk took a deep breath, there was a feeling of returning to the world, the fearless monk let him go back to rest, and the monk thanked Li Qingshan again, turned around and walked towards the Big Buddha Mountain, and his steps became more and more firm.

When he was about to step into the mountain guarding array of the Tianlong Zen Temple, a little bit of mustard seed, an insect egg that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, drilled out of the pores of the back of his neck and landed among the grass, and the monk was unaware of it.

The eggs quickly hatched, turning into a locust the size of a little finger, flying among the grass, quickly moving away from the Big Buddha Mountain, flying straight to a hundred miles away, before stopping on a big tree and frantically eating the leaves.

The flying locust quickly grew larger, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, and after a while, it became like the size of a fist, vibrating its wings. Fly farther away.

......

The fearless monk said: "Yiyi, you must leave, and I can't force you to stay." Wuzhou is not better than Qingzhou, Nanhai County is very dangerous, more than 100,000 miles apart, if there is any danger, even I have no time to rescue, you can only rely on yourself. ”

"Disciple understands!" Xiao An said.

The monk who was not angry would make up the rosary for Li Qingshan, but said, "Qingshan." You just keep it as a souvenir! Nanhai County is too far away, you just crush the rosary, and you won't go as a teacher! It's better to ask for others than for yourself, so you can do it yourself!"

"The disciple understands. Li Qingshan pursed his lips and arched his hand: "Then we will leave!"

I'm about to leave. A weak voice said, "Senior brother!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, Nuo, this is for you, borrow one and return two, don't say that the senior brother is not righteous!" Li Qingshan took out two Demon Hearts and handed them to Duoga.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!" Duo Kar shoved a handful of demon hearts into Li Qingshan's hand.

"This is?" Li Qingshan was a little surprised. Only then did he realize that the rosary on Duoga's neck was much shorter, and the demon heart in his hand was full of thirty or forty pieces, which were crystal bright. Excellent quality.

"I heard that the South China Sea is dangerous, this is for you, and it's useless for me to keep it now!" said Doga embarrassedly.

Li Qingshan was greatly moved and gave him a bear hug. "Boy, you're in love. Senior brother writes it down, and he will return it twice in the future!"

Then he glanced at the fearless monk and the non-angry monk, and the Buddhist monk is not as high as the consciousness of a little demon!

The two monks were naturally not red and their hearts were not beating, and the fearless monk did have the intention of giving Xiao An a Buddha treasure, but after thinking about it, he still gave up, although he could pour resources into the outstanding disciples, but as the abbot of the Tianlong Zen Academy, he had to maintain basic justice.

The Buddha treasure is a matter of importance, the time to enter the Tianlong Monastery is too short, and has received too much preferential treatment, and has not made any contributions, this time out of the mountain is even more obstinate, if the Buddha treasure is given again, it will definitely cause the dissatisfaction of other disciples.

The monk who was not angry smiled and seemed to have expected Doga to do this, and he was very satisfied. He also held a magic weapon in his hand and was about to hand it over to Li Qingshan, not a Buddha treasure, but a magic treasure, but now the time has not come.

It can be said that there are already two magic weapons waiting for them, with their talent and cultivation, they already have this qualification, and what they lack is only qualifications.

This shows the superiority of the Tibetan Sword Palace, just become an official disciple, you have the opportunity to have a magic weapon-level famous sword, as long as you get the approval of the sword, no one can complain about anything. But the disadvantage is that even if the Hidden Sword Palace is about to perish, the palace master can't give the sword to a disciple to use, so he can only wait for the sword master to appear!

Li Qingshan and Xiao An soared away and disappeared into the sky.

......

"Wangwang!

In a melon field, a yellow dog barks wildly.

In the corner of the melon field, a naked ** man was holding a watermelon and nibbling it, even eating it with a belt, and he didn't even vomit melon seeds! His physique was strong, his complexion was yellow, and his dark brown eyes were shining with a feverish light.

"Fucking delicious! It's finally out! Fuck! Fuck! Tianlong Monastery, Monk Without Anger, Jin Cicada, and Li Qingshan! You all have to fucking die!"

The melon farmer wearing a straw hat heard the dog barking and came out of the straw shed with a guy: "Turtle son, dare to steal Lao Tzu's watermelon, I don't want to live!"

"Who are you?"

The man raised his head suddenly, the melon farmer was like falling into an ice cave, unable to move, and his dark brown eyes seemed to reflect countless of himself.

The yellow dog whined and fled with his tail between his legs.

The man licked his lips: "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, the meat of the demons is stinky and sour, it's really fucking unpalatable!"

A moment later, the man stood up from the melon field, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the western sky, the last of the glow was dim, and there was a demon suppression statue tattooed on his back, and it was different from any one Li Qingshan had ever seen.

"That kid has inspired me a little! Otherwise, I can't hide it from those two monks, and then let him die a little more happily!"

......

Above the clouds, Li Qingshan's heart moved, as if he was aware.

Sit cross-legged and let the spirit turtle do divination!

After a while, he opened his eyes and glanced back at the Big Buddha Mountain with some strange feelings, obviously he had already left the Demon Suppression Palace, why did the inexplicable sense of crisis not completely lift, but there was a tendency to lurk and grow and grow.

"What's wrong?" Xiao An asked with concern.

Li Qingshan said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just feel that the road ahead is a little sinister, but we have come all the way, there are really not many times when it is not sinister, as long as we are together, we will be able to cross a difficult pass and go straight to the top of the nine heavens!"

......

Qinghe Mansion, deep underground, magma churning, and the lake of fire burning.

"Golden Cicada Daoyou, let's complete the Old Testament!"

Li Qingshan turned into a Beiyue posture and shouted loudly, his voice rolling and echoing.

Beside him stood a statue of crystal white bones, with milky white translucent flames burning in the eye sockets.

"You're finally back!"

A young and vicissitudes of voice sounded directly in my head!

ps: Although I am such an indifferent person, I regard fame and fortune as dung, and fame as floating clouds, but more than 60 people are too ugly, it's hard for me to write the novel so well, and I strongly call for a monthly pass!