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Chapter 1202

Words:2913Update:22/07/15 21:23:39

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Time flew by. Spring left and summer came.

It was another full moon night. Li Qingshan sat cross-legged beside the pond under the weeping willow and gazed at the bright moon in the pond.

Luo Hou Xiaoming lay on a round rock nearby with his arm as a pillow. The rock wasn't big, and his figure was getting smaller and smaller. As he gazed at the sky full of stars, the melancholy on his little face faded a little. It was as if he was pure for the first time, or as if he was about to die.

Li Qingshan guessed that he was cultivating some kind of technique, similar to Phoenix Nirvana. Because if he really continued to rejuvenate until he became a little tadpole, why would he care so much about his own life?

Ever since Luo Hou Xiaoming came out of the Shuraba, he followed him closely. Gu Yanying finally didn't need his protection anymore, but now he had this little tail, so he could only continue to be a big bodyguard.

He closed his eyes, and his body glowed with seven-colored splendor, illuminating the pond.

Half a month ago, the Divine Talisman of Great Creation had accumulated enough willpower, and he only had to wait for this full moon night.

Pure spiritual power surged and circulated in his body, pushing the Devil Ape Moon Fishing Art with all his might. His heart was filled with joy, and he couldn't help but smile. The Devil Ape made him feel happy no matter what, and he almost couldn't help but dance with joy and let out a few strange howls. However, he suppressed this impulse and continued to cultivate.

As his cultivation continued to deepen, and there were no other changes to restrict him, his appearance became more and more like an ape, and he always looked a little funny when he smiled.

Luo Hou Xiaoming turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of mockery. A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his mood was better than ever.

He was also guessing the technique that Li Qingshan cultivated. Even though his cultivation was almost gone, his vision was still there. Li Qingshan's change wasn't just in his appearance, but in his quality every day.

To him, this wasn't anything special. What was special was the aura that the Devil Ape emitted. Even though it was just a bud, he could clearly feel it. This wasn't an ordinary ape. Instead, it was some kind of Fiendgod variant, or even one of the four legendary apes. Once it fully matured, its bloodline would definitely not be inferior to his.

If that was all, it would have been fine. Perhaps Li Qingshan was born with a trace of bloodline inheritance. Then, it was constantly stimulated through cultivation. But he had seen it with his own eyes. Li Qingshan had several different auras on him, and each aura represented a bloodline. Each bloodline was almost supreme. Yet, they were able to harmonize perfectly.

This was definitely not something he was born with. It could only be the influence of some kind of cultivation technique. However, he could not think of any cultivation technique that could have such an effect even after searching through all his memories.

Or rather, it was impossible for such a cultivation technique to exist in the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the three thousand worlds!

There was only one possibility left …

He turned around and gazed at the stars. His gaze became boundlessly distant, as if he had passed through the Milky Way and reached an even higher place.

In his heart, there was a kind of understanding: This chance encounter, perhaps, was fate!

"Haha, success!"

A burst of laughter suddenly broke the silence. Li Qingshan's ape eyes were wide open, filled with joy.

Without the influence of other changes, the cultivation of the Demonic Ape Transformation was unusually smooth. There were almost no obstacles, and he comprehended the first type of Demonic Ape's supernatural power.

Li Qingshan raised his right arm and spread his fingers. He gazed at the bright moon in the pond, and then reached for the moon in the pond. He held a bright moon in his hand.

The bright moon in the sky, the moon in his hand was still illusory, but it was finally a step forward.

One day, he would go to the Nine Heavens to pluck the moon!

"Congratulations," Luo Hou Xiaoming said.

Li Qingshan was startled. Water flowed from his fingers and splashed into the pond.

In the past few months, although the two of them had been seeing each other day and night, they didn't communicate much. It wasn't because of the incident on the mountain of corpses. Since the victim's family didn't care about it, he wouldn't keep it in his mind.

It was just that Luo Hou Xiaoming was getting more and more depressed, and he did not speak much. He did not even answer ten questions, so Li Qingshan would not rush to curry favor with him. But today, he took the initiative to talk to him, and it was a good thing. It was like the sun rose from the west.

"Thank you."

After a moment of silence, Li Qingshan said, "I have something to ask you."

"Ask away!"

"Can a man live without a heart?"

"I am not a man."

"Then what's the difference between a man and a god?"

"There is no difference."

"I understand. Damn you! Let's go, let's go back and have a few drinks to celebrate! "

Li Qingshan stepped across the pond, picked up Luo Hou Xiaoming, and walked towards the brightly lit mansion.



The wind was howling, the dark clouds were heavy, and the mountain rain suddenly came.

A small town at the foot of the mountain was suddenly covered by the wind and rain. It was already past the summer solstice, but the top of the mountain was still covered with white snow, which showed how high the mountain was. It was where the Snow Mountain School, one of the seven martial schools in the world, was located.

The wind and rain were like clouds. It was only three in the afternoon, but the restaurant was already dark. There were no customers for a long time. The manager was behind the counter doing the accounts, and the waiter was dozing off on the table.

The rain had just stopped, and a few people walked in. They were all wearing snow-white clothes, with long swords on their bodies, looking very heroic. The leader was a woman, with a bamboo hat on her head, and a white veil hanging down, covering her face.

The manager looked up and saw who it was. He quickly came out from behind the counter and bowed, "Miss, you are here!"

"Uncle Hong, you are still the same. We are here to take shelter from the rain." Xue Bing nodded back.

The waiter also woke up, and quickly wiped the table and pulled a chair, "Miss, this way please!" He couldn't help but look up. Even though he couldn't see her face through the veil, he blushed immediately when he looked into her eyes.

Xue Bing turned a blind eye, and the swordsmen behind her were also used to it. After all, she was one of the top ten beauties in the world, and it was inevitable that some toads would have wishful thinking.

The manager personally served a few plates of delicate snacks, "Miss, you came so suddenly that I didn't have time to prepare. My place is not as good as the mountain, so you can have a taste."

"You are welcome. I often came here to beg for food when I was a child."

Although Xue Bing had no appetite, she still picked up a piece of osmanthus cake out of politeness.

The manager immediately smiled, "Yes, yes, you were so young at that time, and in the blink of an eye, you became one of the top ten beauties in the world."

Xue Bing stopped eating the osmanthus cake. She had never liked this title, and now she was most unwilling to hear it.

The so-called top ten beauties were just the four major families and seven major sects. Excluding the Pudu Temple, each family and sect had chosen a woman with outstanding appearance. The first thing to be considered was family background, and the last was martial arts.

Now there were only nine of the top ten beauties left. The Ma family, the number one family in the Northern Region, could no longer produce any beauties, and the Snow Mountain Sect happened to be the number one sect in the Northern Region.

After the Ma family was destroyed by the World Faction, all the sects and families in the Northern Region were swept away. Now only the Snow Mountain Sect was left, and its traditional sphere of influence had been reduced to less than a hundred miles. She had brought people to patrol and found that the situation was not optimistic.

The Legend of the White Ape King, which contained supreme swordsmanship, had already been circulated before the World Faction attacked. She believed that it was in this city. Because of the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, her biological father had collected a complete set. She had read it carefully and was amazed by the swordsmanship. What was even more amazing was that someone was willing to show such a supreme technique to others so easily, and even spread it vigorously.

At first, she had thought that it was someone else's martial arts, so she did not feel bad about it. But her father had asserted that the most exquisite part was not the work of the White Ape King, because even he could not comprehend it, only feeling that it was broad and profound.

More pessimistically, if this went on, the legacy of the Snow Mountain Sect would be lost even before the World Faction attacked.

Since there was a way to learn supreme swordsmanship easily, who would want to be apprenticed and live under someone else's roof? The supreme technique of the Snow Mountain Sect, the Blizzard Sword Technique, had always been learned by only a few people.

This time, the disaster brought about by the arrival of the Demon Star was far greater than the last. The order of the martial arts world, which had existed since ancient times, had been destroyed like never before. Even the Snow Mountain Sect, a sect with hundreds of years of history, could not avoid trouble, let alone the top ten beauties.

She was lost in thought for a moment, and Shopkeeper Hong panicked. "Miss, is the snack not to your taste?"

"Old man Hong, what nonsense are you talking about here? Go back and settle the score!" A reckless young man waved his hand impatiently, and said to Xue Bing with a face full of eagerness, "Sister, don't worry. With me here, no one can hurt you."

"You brat, you have only learned martial arts for a few years, and you dare to say such big words. Besides, Miss is such a kind and beautiful person, who can bear to hurt her? "

Shopkeeper Hong was unhappy. Although he only knew a little bit of martial arts, he was no match for this young man. But this small town and the Snow Mountain Sect depended on each other. For hundreds of years, many people had practiced martial arts on the mountain, and there were all kinds of relatives. Even the Miss of the Snow Mountain Sect had grown up under his watch, so he was naturally not afraid of the prestige of martial artists.

This was also the difference between sects and aristocratic families. Sects needed to recruit disciples, not just one family, and they valued reputation more. Moreover, they would not constantly spread out like aristocratic families, and the mountain could not accommodate too many people, so they did not need so many resources. Clothing, food, housing, and transportation were all provided by disciples, as long as they had a certain area of influence.

"Who else can it be? Of course it's the big devil, Li Qingshan!"

The arrogant young man obviously did not see Xue Bing frowning after hearing this name.

"Li Qingshan is not a devil, he is a Chivalrous King!"

The waiter who was carefully serving at the side suddenly spoke, which surprised everyone.

"Are you crazy? You don't have the right to speak here, go and work!" Shopkeeper Hong shouted.

"Well, there is a spy from the World Society here! I will teach you a good lesson, and then you will know whether Li Qingshan is a Chivalrous King or a devil! "The arrogant young man rolled up his sleeves.

"Even if you kill me, Li Qingshan is also a Chivalrous King, the savior of us commoners!"

The waiter's face turned red, and he stretched his neck and shouted.

"Alright, stop talking. When the rain stops, we will go back to the mountain to report!"

Before Xue Bing's voice died away, the restaurant was suddenly illuminated by lightning, and a figure was cast on the ground.

Boom!

The thunder seemed to explode above their heads, shaking the bowls and plates, and everyone's ears were buzzing.

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