Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat as if he had experienced this scene before. He grabbed Chao Tianjiao's wrist and gently moved it away.
"Senior Martial Sister, please don't put your hand on other people's shoulders."
Chao Tianjiao saw the change in his expression and laughed wantonly, "What, are you shy?"
Li Qingshan said indifferently, "I only have Yaozhu in my heart. Senior Martial Sister, you should give up!"
At this time, the Xuanwu Army's generals were still on the training field. When they heard this, they really admired Li Qingshan from the bottom of their hearts. The Army Commander had a fiery temper. He had just offended Senior Martial Brother Li, but he dared to talk to Senior Martial Sister like this. They had never seen someone who could court death so easily.
Chao Tianjiao grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder tightly and gritted her teeth, "You really know how to dream!"
Even if it was a normal Demon Emperor, she would have crushed his shoulder, but her fingertips felt a strange toughness. Her strength couldn't penetrate his skin.
"What kind of fortuitous encounter did this kid have? His physique is actually so strong!"
Li Qingshan secretly activated "Ox Demon Forges its Hide" and the skin on his shoulder turned green. He said expressionlessly, "Ouch, it hurts. Senior Martial Sister, please spare me!"
Chao Tianjiao let go of his hand resentfully, "Kid, don't be too proud. The army competition is about to start, and I want you to be the first one. I prepared a small gift for you!"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't miss it!"
Li Qingshan waved goodbye to Chao Tianjiao and was about to return to the tower.
Abbot Yangon suddenly blocked his path, "Amitabha, Fellow Daoist, please wait."
"Abbot, what's the matter?" Li Qingshan put his palms together and bowed.
Abbot Yangon recalled the giant demon shadow that appeared at the border of the Demon Realm. He felt uneasy and wanted to ask about it. Li Qingshan's Dao of Great Freedom was inextricably linked to Buddhism, but he was also no different from the Devil's Dao, so he needed to be especially careful.
"You have made a great contribution to the great cause of fighting against the demons. You will definitely receive a lot of contribution points from the Wanxiang Sect. You need to leave a note in the Pure Land Temple so that I can report it to the Desireless Heavenly Palace."
Li Qingshan wanted to ask the monk for help with something. He smiled and said, "So that's how it is. Then I'll go with Master."
The Pure Land Temple seems to be shrouded in a warm glow. The snow turns into raindrops before it falls to the ground. It moisturized the grass on the ground, making it look like a patch of spring sunshine.
However, Li Qingshan stopped in his tracks and subconsciously frowned. He didn't know why, but he found it annoying.
Abbot Yangon did not seem to notice his abnormality. He raised his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, please come in!"
"It really is a pure land of Brahma." Li Qingshan smiled and stepped through the gate.
In an instant, a tranquil and shapeless power seeped into his skin like the moistening of spring rain, nourishing his heart. The sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of scriptures came from afar. If a mortal was here. He would probably immediately leave the clamor of the mortal world. He would have the urge to convert to Buddhism.
However, he felt more and more disgusted. The demonic thoughts kept growing, and his back started to feel hot again. In an instant, the tranquil and shapeless power was repelled. The sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of scriptures were like ten thousand mosquitoes and ten thousand flies buzzing in his ears. No matter how he listened, there was only one sentence, "Amitabha."
"Fellow Daoist, you don't seem to like this place?" Abbot Yangon turned around and asked.
"No, this place is very good." Li Qingshan suppressed the annoyance in his heart and forced a smile, "I really made the right decision to come here today!" He had to quickly get rid of that Mahesvara statue.
When he arrived at the Hall of Great Strength, the Buddha's gaze fell. He looked down at all living beings indifferently, as if he saw nothing.
Li Qingshan was restless. He slightly lowered his head and wanted to smash this Buddha into pieces with one punch, then kill all the chanting monks.
He took a deep breath and finally sat on a praying mat in front of the Buddha.
Abbot Yangon sat on the other side of the table and pushed a book of merits over. "Please write it down, fellow Daoist!"
Li Qingshan took the brush and wrote, "Li Qingshan was ordered to explore the Demon domain and discovered that Coldblood Pass had been massacred. It was now an empty city."
He was about to put down the brush. Abbot Yangon continued, "If you have other merits, you can write them down as well, such as killing a few demonfolk or discovering something else. They will all become your contribution to the Myriad sect."
Hearing that, Li Qingshan raised his head. "Do the demonfolk I've killed in the past count?"
Abbot Yangon's eyes flickered. "Yes."
In order to fend off the Demon domain, not only did the Mortal realm unite all the major sects, but they even did everything they could to encourage the smaller sects and independent cultivators to participate in the war. Cultivators who had fought against demonfolk before were all geniuses, so they obviously would not be stingy with this bit of benefit.
"Hah, something like that happened? I've killed quite a few demonfolk before!"
Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow. This was a pleasant surprise. When he was in the nine provinces, he had engaged in many battles to the death with demonfolk. Countless demonfolk had died to his hands. He actually failed to discover this when he investigated before.
That was because there were far too few examples like this. Cultivators of the Mortal realm obviously would not run off to the battlefield for no reason. However, among the three thousand worlds, he just happened to be invaded by the Demon domain, yet he was not devoured by the Demon domain, and he even managed to ascend successfully in the end …
Every single one of these incidents had a small probability of happening. Even Hui Long, who also originated from the nine provinces, had never experienced something like this. If Li Qingshan were a regular Soul Nascence cultivator, it would already be very difficult for him to kill one or two Demon Kings, and it was very likely for him to die. He would not have the life to claim the merit.
"Amitabha. Killing demonfolk is a merit."
Li Qingshan scratched his head. "Though, I don't really remember the exact number."
"Amitabha. As long as you didn't purposefully lie and the number is not too different from the truth, it's fine. This is before the buddha. The buddha will bear witness for you. "
"That's good." Li Qingshan thought about it and began to write. After he was done, he pushed the book of merit back to the abbot. "It's done!"
When Abbot Rangoon saw the numbers on it, he was shocked.
Li Qingshan smiled silently. In the past, he had even killed Demon Emperors, as well as many Demon Kings and Demon Commanders. His number completely surpassed the two or three hundred thousand demonfolk army in Coldblood Pass.
If all of this was counted as merit and turned into a contribution to the Myriad sect, would he not rise up in a single stroke? He even thought about how many demonfolk and demonic beasts had already been nurtured in the World of the five continents. If he killed them all later, would he still be far from becoming a true disciple?
Probably never in their wildest dreams did the group of true disciples imagine that they would receive a great newcomer's gift as soon as they sent him to the battlefield of the Demon domain.
The abbot looked at the book of merit before looking at Li Qingshan. This was the Pure Land temple. Before the Amitabha buddha, even cultivators of the same cultivation as him could not lie without being discovered.
"Amitabha. I didn't think you'd actually make such a great contribution. I've been disrespectful!"
Li Qingshan sniggered. "You flatter me, you flatter me. You're too polite, master. If it weren't for your reminder, I wouldn't have known I'd made such a great contribution either. "
The abbot asked further, "May I ask where you killed so many demonfolk?"
"Hmm …" Li Qingshan thought about it. "It wasn't in the human realm anyway."
"Don't tell me it was in the Demon domain?" The abbot leaned forward as his eyes shone brightly.
Li Qingshan was taken aback. "What are you thinking, master? Don't tell me you suspect me of being a spy from the Demon domain?"
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