Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 25—Mountain Seeking

Flying birds pass over the Great Lakes, and at the Dragon Snake Lake at dusk, the blue water is dyed with a red and yellow.

On the island, the exam has begun in the night.

The refiners don't need to eat and sleep on time like a mortal. It doesn't matter if you don't sleep overnight. The lunch at noon is more than the welfare given by the 100 schools. You can taste the delicious food of the elixir for free.

Once again, everyone boarded the big ship and sailed to a small island in the east. Although the island was not as good as the island, it was much bigger than other islands.

In the night mist transpiration, a solemn Taoist tower stands tall on the island hill, not quiet and quiet, but shows the arrogance of the arrogant families.

It is rumored that the ancient monks, most of them are Taoist priests, are the source of all the sorrows of the martial arts. Nowadays, the practice of each of them is divided by Taoism.

Today, Taoist is no longer the only cradle of practitioners, but there are also words, "Baijiadao first", its momentum can be seen.

The examinations of the 100 schools are carried out in turn, so every time the exams are taken, all the refiners will act together and take the opportunity to understand the location of the islands.

Regardless of where they belong in the future, these islands must be patronized. The spirit of the hundred families, pay attention to the 100 families, and the compatibility, and each of the scholastic disciples can go to other countries to learn skills.

Of course, if you want to learn the most core part, you have to spend some thoughts and spiritual stones, but it is not absolutely impossible. It is not like those who practice martial art, shouting and killing or abolishing it.

This is also the most appreciated place for Li Qingshan. The Daxia Dynasty can suppress the martial art in the world by virtue of the 100 schools. It is not without reason.

The refiners got off the boat and followed a path through a forest to the front of the mountain.

A teaching method: "If you report the Taoist, follow me up the mountain, if you don't have it, wait under the mountain, don't go far."

Li Qingshan found that nearly a thousand refiners, most of them followed the mountain.

Taoism is not only the first-to-one, but also has no requirements for the yin and yang five elements talent. Taoism is known as the Three Thousand Avenues, an infinite path, no matter who, you can find a path that suits you.

Therefore, among the five places, almost everyone will fill in a "dao" and use it as the first goal. Li Qingshan is the same. His goal is only between Taoism and military, but Taoism is more suitable. some.

When I went up the mountain, I just came to the half hillside and the surrounding clouds rose.

Li Qingshan found out that everyone has disappeared. On the mountain road, there is only one person left, and the mind is caught in the battle.

"The exam is starting." A voice banged.

Li Qingshan is uplifting and moving forward. Just stepping out, the body is suddenly heavy several times, and the infuriating one is completely suppressed by the invisible array. It is impossible to open the treasure capsule, let alone cast spells. .

At this moment, all the refiners of the mountaineering have become ordinary people. This family's shoushan squad has begun to show its amazing power.

Li Qingshan is not the same thing. Step by step, the original wide stone steps suddenly become a narrow and narrow path. The two sides are cliffs. I can’t see it at the end. I can imagine it. If it falls, even if it’s not true. If you fall to death, you will lose your qualification to enter the Taoist.

At this time, the squally winds, the east and the west, and no orientation.

"what!"

A scream, a refiner fell from the mountain road, and swayed down to the cliff. Even if he knew that there would be nothing, he couldn’t help but be tempted. He would fall to the bottom of the cliff, and the surrounding scene would suddenly be distorted and changed. However, he returned to the foot of the mountain. A group of refiners waiting at the foot of the mountain looked at him and showed his contempt.

He cried: "I don't accept it. I was blown down by the wind. With the repair of the three-tiered refining, how could it be possible to host a Taoist squad."

"The more chaotic the mind, the bigger the wind, the narrower the road. In the case of knowing that it is illusory, you can't control your own fears. You also fix a fart and hurry." A voice came and came. It is the voice of the martyr.

Hua Chenglu grinned: "It is obviously useless. My brother said that if you can calm down and keep your mind, even if you are an ordinary person, you can walk this road to the end. Hey, I don't know if there is anything in the purple sword."

The refiner finally showed his sorrow. He was born into a small family. With his cultivation, he was a genius in the family. He was treated as a baby. He had never experienced any sinisterness. Only fell and fell.

But this principle, in Li Qingshan's body, seems to be less fulfilled.

His eyes are calm and his footsteps are steady. After so many lives and deaths, this road does not allow him to give birth to any fear, but the road is still getting thinner and the wind is getting bigger and bigger. More and more chaotic.

He still does not move, his body sways with every change of the wind, his footsteps are not fast or slow, and he admires the rare sights on both sides. Leisurely is like a mountaineering tourist.

Later, he seemed to be walking on a narrow wall with a height of tens of thousands of feet, but there was still Yu Yu, left and right, and the heart, the test of this home is really a bit difficult.

The martyrdom took this scene to the bottom of his eyes and snorted: "Kid, see how long you can hold."

When the mind was turned, Li Qingshan had heavy rain falling on the top of the head. The road became more and more wet and slippery. A loud thunder sounded, and the near sound seemed to be on the top of the head. Ordinary people stood on the ground and fell scared.

The martyr smiled and turned his eyes away and landed on another person.

Yu Zijian's nose is sweating, and I remember the reminder of the flowers, my eyes are fixed on the road ahead, I dare not look to both sides.

Suddenly a gust of wind hit her, her body shape followed, because of the sake of holding the sword, the figure is not balanced, and it will fall off the cliff.

The martyr has a hook finger~www.readwn.com~ A soft breeze comes from the other side, and she gently holds her body.

"Master, this is not so good!" A young eyebrow with a fine eyebrows, has been watching at the side, seeing that the martyr is so thick and thin, can not help but export.

He is dressed in Tsing Yi, wearing a crown, waist-wound silk, hanging a waist card, engraved with a "one" character, is the symbol of the chief disciple, and his body is repaired, it is also a refining ten layers.

The martyrdom of the old man is red, and he is not as arrogant as the family, but he has some explanation: "There is no such thing as a dusty girl. It is normal to be afraid of height. No one is born." There is no fear. The heart is something that can be slowly tempered. For men, you have to be a little bit, and Bao Jianfeng is grinding out..."

"Master, this sword can still be there!" The dusty hand pointed.

The martyr thought in a blink of an eye, whether it was the wind or the rain, it could not let Li Qingshan’s eyes be shaken, but the pace was quicker and he galloped in the wind and rain.

He may not be smart enough, perhaps not as strong as he is, but with ambition and courage that is hard to reach.