Li Zhichang said, "I’m afraid there’s one thing you don’t know."
Qingqing said, "Oh, what is it?"
Li Zhichang sighed, "Before you came, I had already killed three seven-killer imperial palace secretaries."
Looking at Qingqing’s face shocked after hearing his words, Li Zhichang finally felt pleased but didn’t feel how much he had caused.
Qingqing mused, "You should know that the Seven Killing Demons Palace should also know who the old demon in Montenegro is. He is more terrible than the seven demon saints combined. You shouldn’t be so unique."
"I don’t know if the first person in the demon road can walk away from the hell alone, but what else can I do if people have killed them? Can you still hold down your sword if the seven-killing demon imperial secretary gets to your head?" Li Zhichang carefree said was very calm.
Qingqing is silent, and her temperament will probably make the same choice with Li Zhichang.
After all, ordinary demon people may be spared, but they must not be weak in the face of the old demon hand in Montenegro who is of the earth, otherwise it will hinder their own sword.
Sword learners are sincere in their first place.
If you are timid in your heart, you will be slow, and in the end you will fail the sword and yourself.
"You didn’t do anything wrong. You provoked both the demon saint of Kyubi no Youko and the old demon of Montenegro. Speaking of it, the sword in your heart is afraid of being more sharp. Then there will inevitably be a leap forward. Sure enough, life and death have great terror and great gains." Qingqing said faintly.
At this point, every step forward in their mood is extremely difficult.
There are very few people who can give them real stimulation of life and death.
And no one will really come to this step until there is no hope.
Because of this step, you can either move on or die, and you may not even have an afterlife.
It is one thing to say that you are not afraid of death, and it is another to die.
And Li Zhichang, she really doesn’t know whether she is not afraid of death or deliberately seeking death.
Chapter one hundred There are fairy mountains in the sea
For the old demon in Montenegro, there are several figures throughout the ages, of course, Li Zhichang will not underestimate it, but if it has to be timid, it is not Li Zhichang style
Even the old demon in Montenegro, Li Zhichang, will not make a move against his heart.
Provoking a strong enemy did not make Li Zhichang live in fear.
At the moment, he turned his attention to his own urn, and Xiaoqian was clear and beautiful, which made people think.
Qingqing looked at the past and smiled gently. "It’s a good material."
Li Zhichang noncommittally said to Qingqing, "I’m coming to Putuo Mountain. Will you drop by?"
Qingqing said, "I’m here to wake you up this time. Now that people have seen you, I’ll send my brother back to the mountain gate."
Li Zhichang pointed to Sima Hongye and said, "Then send her back together. At least you have a long history."
Qingqing looked at Sima Hongye soberly. I’m afraid I’ve learned the true meaning of Raytheon after knowing each other’s Excalibur and Thunder. I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse. I’m afraid the road is cut off.
Generally speaking, it may not be possible to appreciate the true meaning of Thor if you cast the Excalibur against Thunder for thousands of times, but Sima Hongye can touch it and say that they are predestined friends.
She is now half-enlightened, and her position in the dragon and tiger mountains is high. If she doesn’t take Sima Hongye back, she may not be said by some old guys, so it will also hinder her.
She replied, "Then don’t pass the hope time. Hearing your news is not suppressed by the demon saint of Kyubi no Youko or the old demon of Montenegro."
Li Zhichang said with great confidence, "Never."
Qingqing’s hand waved a sword, and Sima Hongye fell asleep toward the ground. At the same time, there was no half to disturb the other party’s external network. Suddenly, a sword rang and disappeared together with Sima Hongye.
At the same time, Yanchixia also said goodbye to Li Zhichang.
In practice, people are no more constrained than others, so they walk very freely.
For Qingqing, I intend to wake up Li Zhichang’s mind.
Kyubi no Youko Demon Saint has seen Ruyi badly. This time, borrowing a magic weapon is mostly able to restrain Ruyi. I don’t know what the magic weapon of Peng Zun was that day.
Li Zhichang thought of here and unconsciously touched the bronze bell of the mysterious stone chamber. I’m afraid it’s worse than the purple bell when it’s settled, but it’s not that he can course it. It’s purely a decoration.
He has seen a lot of mysterious stone chambers, which can bring people in and out of different worlds at will. He has never heard of them.
He was thinking about his own situation, and Xiaoqian whispered with some joy and confusion, "Where are we going next?"
Li Zhichang suddenly said, "Do you really want to be a ghost all the time without reincarnation?"
Xiaoqian Zheng hesitated. "Can I stay with you?"
Li Zhichang gently nodded. "Then I’ll help you find a ghost practice method. I hope you can achieve something."
If Xiaoqian is reincarnated, Li Zhichang doesn’t mind changing her once. Since she is willing to keep it like this, let her go.
Li Zhichang condensed the pastime ashes into a bone bead for shelter.
People also turned sword light towards Putuo Mountain.
Although there were many episodes along the way, we finally got to the place.
Mount Putuo is not a land mountain, but a thousand generations of great poets located overseas in Zhejiang Province once said.
There are fairy mountains and mountains in the sea.
Say it’s here
At this time, the rising sun shines on this fairy mountain like a dream.
This Putuo Mountain is the title of the first clean place for Buddhist famous mountains. According to the previous arrival of Master Guanyin, humanity was born in this mountain, and later became a monk in this mountain, and then drifted away.
This fairy mountain is purely a pure Buddhist land. When Li Zhichang falls to the foot of the mountain, he can hear Sanskrit sounds like waves. At the same time, rocks, trees, pagodas and cliffs are all looming in the clouds, adding mystery.
Li Zhichang didn’t continue to exert his magical powers. After all, this place is too conspicuous and hinders work.
Soon, Li Zhichang found a place to see that not far from the front, it was a pavilion with a cold bamboo path on the pine slope that stood tall and stood tall with three long-lasting new characters-Lengqin Pavilion.
Qin leisurely came to wash a pair of Spring Festival couplets in front of Fanchen.
Bamboo density does not hinder running water over mountains, nor does it hinder wild clouds.
What’s more obvious is that the master is carefree and detached from worldly interests.
Li Zhichang went to the front door and naturally played slowly.
Although he didn’t deliberately hide his breath, it was still not easy for others to find it.
Lengqin laymen can perceive it, but it seems that it is not a hollow reputation.
Inside, a young child looks like a jade carving, and his aura is generally compelling. A pair of dark and liquid eyes stare at Li Zhichang’s high road. "Is the guest looking for a layman?"