Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter XIII Han Qiongzhi

Above the wilderness, Li Qingshan frowned and stood still.

The red sun is rising, and in the future, the light will be spread all over the earth. There is a strong wind in the sky, and a black cloud like a splash of ink is blowing in the blink of an eye. Rainstorms are like a note, and the wind is blowing, as if the Tianhe breaks the bank and floods the entire World.

Without warning, the morning suddenly became like the night. He stood in the middle of the night and couldn’t escape. He couldn’t escape. Allowing the wind to surge, the storm is washed away, it seems to be painful in the venting of the heart, but it is dull and does not smell a thunder.

That sullen, like this dark night, can not be vented anyway. It’s just like this dark rain, it’s sloppy.

A thousand miles away, the sentient beings looked up and were amazed at the sudden changes in the image of the sky, and faintly felt the ominous signs contained therein, and the mood became dull and depressed, almost breathless. Many ordinary folks have fallen to the ground and asked God to worship Buddha.

This is the power of the gods, through the creation, the mood, the chaos, the sentient beings.

The rivers poured by the rainstorm skyrocketed, the houses blown by the wind swayed, and the ears of wheat fell.

Li Qingshan heard a lot of voices in his heart. It was a prayer of fear, and he prayed for God to change his mind and accept the heavy rain.

There are thousands of villages within a thousand miles. If this rainstorm lasts for a while, I don’t know how many people will be swallowed up by the flood.

“Hey!” Li Qingshan sighed for a long time, took a deep breath, 霎 time clouds collected rain, blue sky like wash.

So the people were pleasantly surprised, cheered, and daggered again and again.

He seems to have exhausted the heavy rains in the sky, all in the chest, still in the dark night, heavy rain like a note.

“All sentient beings can ask God to worship Buddha. Who should the gods pray for?”

He lamented so much, step forward, disappeared into the place, and tried to walk into the memory, hoping to hide from the rain.

When Li Qingshan’s figure reappears, there is an ordinary Agriculturist School, and the low-lying fences on both sides of the wall are covered with vines, holding a half-baked half-baked in the middle, with the faded “Fu” on the door. A tree bauhinia in front of the door is burning in the sun.

“How could she be in this place?”

It is neither a mountain ridge like the Hidden Sword Palace nor a big Sect that is extremely strong in the sky. Nor is it a beautiful, blooming, beautiful forest in the Hundred Flowers Immortal Cave.

Li Qingshan was amazed in his heart, and he was just an ordinary village, and it was definitely not a fantasy.

Han Qiongzhi is also a cultivator that goes through Fourth Heavenly Tribulation. Even if you don’t have your own Sect, you must have your own Immortal Cave, but this small village can’t be called Heavenly Paradise.

The village is full of smoke, cockroaches, and cockroaches. There was also a smoke rising in the small courtyard, and the smell of the food and her breath came from the threshold.

“Nothing wrong, she is here.”

But the fireworks and ordinary people in the world are more illusory than any Sect Immortal Cave and the famous mountain. It has made him feel awkward. It seems to be a near-home feeling.

“dong dong dong !” Li Qingshan knocked three fingers.

The rest of the sound did not fall, the door slammed open, and a group of flaming ushers came out.

Han Qiongzhi was in a big red dress, standing tall in the middle of the threshold. The red lips were full of smiles, but the surprise was not unexpected. It seemed that Li Qingshan had already expected his visit and had been waiting for his return.

“You are coming! How is it wet like this? Is it raining?”

Han Qiongzhi strangely looked at Li Chunshan, who was wet and looked awkward. She couldn’t help but look up at the sky, the sun was shining, and a few faint white clouds hung in the sky.

Li Qingshan couldn’t help but smile and pointed to her right hand: “What are you doing? Want to murder your husband?”

It turned out that Han Qiongzhi had a bloody kitchen knife on his hand. If ordinary people bumped into it, he was afraid to be scared.

Han Qiongzhi gave him a glance and waved a kitchen knife, taking it for granted: “cooking!”

Then he turned and walked to the courtyard. He took out an old hen from the cage in the corner of the yard. He fell off his hand and smashed the chicken head. Then the hot water was depilated and the belly was broken.

She is dedicated and skilled, but she does not use any Magic Spell. Even the old hen is not a rare animal or a beast. It is an ordinary, sturdy, old hen that has been egg for several years.

She had walked to the kitchen with the chicken she had killed, and she was too busy to entertain Li Qingshan. She only greeted her: “The wine is on the table, and it is down!”

In the middle of the yard is a square table, two benches, a few dishes on the table, a pot of old wine.

The dishes are not a delicacies, they are just seasonal vegetables and common dishes. The wine is not a sap of jade, about the daughter who is hiding in the red, and can’t wait for the day when the daughter is married.

Li Qingshan closed the door and took a seat at the table. He gave himself a drink and drank it. Also caught a peanut, and chewed it in the mouth, looking at her busy back in the kitchen, the mood gradually calmed down.

It seems that the distant husband has finally returned, and the good man has gone on an expedition. He can finally sit down and enjoy a cup of wine.

Have a cup and a cup until the jug is dry until the wine is slightly sloppy. The jar was at the foot of the table and it was lifted up to fill the jug.

If you are not on this Nine Heavens road, what he wants is just that!

Han Qiongzhi listened to the sound of the cup and the chopsticks coming from the courtyard, and couldn’t help but look back at him. Hands flying like, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, frying and cooking, my heart burst into tears, just like in sleepwalking, I practiced countless times of skill and made a good dish.

Some people regret that the girl is pregnant, and she has never really had anything with the favorite man.

Some people regret that they have never made a table for him and made an ordinary couple.

I thought that there would be no more chances. I thought that with his disposition, I would never look back.

But he came back, his eyes were exhausted and his expression was almost bleak. That is the look she has never seen on his face. Li Qingshan in her memory is always the young Man who is flirtatious and arrogant.

She felt a tingling in her heart, pretending to be nothing, and not asking back: “What happened? How come you came back?”

“Look back.” Li Qingshan said inadvertently.

“How do you do this?” Han Qiongzhi couldn’t help but ask.

“What?” Li Qingshan just wants to have a quiet drink and don’t want to mention Demon Domain Pure Land, the war of the gods.

“Oh, it’s very embarrassing! I’m afraid I won’t eat it, I’m being driven back.”

“Hah, joke! Your man’s name, now All Heavens and Myriad Realms, which one doesn’t know, which one doesn’t know…”

Waiting for a few more words, the squeaking sound that he tried to ignore became stabbed again, and suddenly he lost his mood and waved impatiently: “Do your meal, men’s affairs, women and women.”

Han Qiongzhi suddenly stopped his hands and looked back at him, but his eyes filled with tears.

Li Qingshan put down the wine cup, speechless smile.