Li Qingshan swept away the military disciples like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Without the protection of true qi, he was covered in wounds and gasping for breath. His chest, in particular, had an extremely obvious burnt black fist mark. His entire body was covered in blood, some of it belonging to others, and some of it his own.
At his feet, there was a large number of military disciples lying on the ground.
The corners of Li Qingshan's mouth curled up and he laughed mischievously. This kind of battle was even more refreshing than drinking fifty jars of fine wine. He could cast aside all his worries and worries.
The remaining dozens of military disciples looked at him as if they were looking at a monster. If it wasn't for Han Tieyi and a few instructors watching from above, and the fact that their lives weren't in danger, they might have already collapsed.
No matter how strong the willpower of the military disciples was, it wasn't endless.
However, "monsters" also had times when they were weak. "Don't let him recover his strength! Brothers, attack! "
But this kind of faint hope was quickly extinguished by Li Qingshan.
He used his arms to clamp down on two military disciples. With a bit of strength, the two of them immediately stopped breathing and were thrown at his feet.
At this moment, a fist arrived in front of him. He used his head to meet it head-on, and with a crack, his arm broke. Li Qingshan also shook his head.
Although it looked like he would fall to the ground in the next moment, he stubbornly stood until the last military disciple fell. Just Now, he laughed loudly.
It wasn't that Li Qingshan's strength exploded, but that all the seventh layer disciples were defeated one by one in the chaotic battle. The strongest eighth layer Qi Practitioner, Li Qingshan, risked being injured, took a punch from him, and killed him. The mutant Wood Kui also took a kick from Li Qingshan and rolled down the stairs, unconscious.
Even an exhausted tiger wasn't something a wolf cub could threaten.
At this moment, there was no one left standing on the several hundred steps other than him.
Li Qingshan said to Little Ann, "Did you see that?"
Unknowingly, it wasn't just Little Ann who was watching from below. There were also many people who had heard the news. Disciples of other clans who had rushed over from other islands. All of them looked at him in astonishment. They watched helplessly as he defeated ninety percent of the Military School's disciples by himself. Was he still human?
Li Qingshan looked down from above and saw a crowd of people moving about. The grandeur was no less than his duel with Chu Tian. Hwa Seung-zan, Hao Pingyang, and the others were among them. Vaguely, Han Qiongzhi seemed to be there as well.
…
"Li Qingshan, that coward? Has he entered secluded cultivation again to avoid battle? "As soon as Han Qiongzhi returned from a mission, she heard about Li Qingshan's battle with Chu Tian.
A few months had passed. That little bit of interest from that day had faded away. From the day she learned that Li Qingshan had entered the school of Novels, she knew that he had probably lost the right to pursue her forever. She felt a little regretful.
Until I heard that he was going to duel with the genius Chu Tian. Just Now, I became interested and went to watch the battle, just based on my personal likes and dislikes. He had bet five hundred spirit stones on him. In the end, he didn't come. She was instantly disappointed. That little bit of interest turned into disdain. She blamed herself for being blind back then.
Hwa Seung-zan leaned against the door. "Of course he came. I told you last time, you misunderstood him. He's not someone who would avoid a fight."
Han Qiongzhi continued packing. "If you were a girl, I would have suspected that you've fallen for this kid. Or that you're love-struck. So what? Was he beaten half to death by Chu Tian and caused you to lose another thousand spirit stones? "
Hwa Seung-zan said, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean, but it's also extremely difficult for a woman to understand a man. This time, I won."
Han Qiongzhi stopped what she was doing. "You mean?"
"Of course. What I lost last time, I've earned it all back this time. Chu Tian is still bedridden in the Medicine family. Also, that brat you mentioned is already at the seventh layer of Qi Refining. I think it's only a matter of time before he catches up to you. Of course, if we were to fight now, you probably wouldn't be his match. "
Han Qiongzhi said, "What about him? How is he? "
"He's practically unscathed. I heard that he's been writing a novel recently. Hehe, Old Wang is going to go crazy when he hears about it."
Han Qiongzhi frowned. "Did I make a mistake? Tell me, what's going on?"
Hwa Seung-zan told her the whole story. He was very articulate. If he was willing to tell a story, he would be the best storyteller.
Han Qiongzhi was fascinated by the story. She hated that she couldn't be there to cheer for Li Qingshan. It turned out that she had really misunderstood him. She threw away the things in her hands. No, I have to go see him.
But then she stopped. I didn't go see him when he first joined the school of Novels. If I go see him now, won't he think of me, Han Qiongzhi, as a snob?
But he went into seclusion a few days after joining the school of Novels. She didn't go see him because she had something to do. Also, as a woman, it was really embarrassing to interact with people from the school of Novels.
Just as she was feeling conflicted, a legalist disciple came to report, "Senior Brothers and Sisters, there's a show to watch again. Han Tieyi set up a formation and wants to challenge Li Qingshan!"
"Let's go and see!" Hwa Seung-zan said. Han Qiongzhi went with the flow. Her favorite thing in life was to watch a show. <
> Net.
After arriving, Han Qiongzhi was glad that she didn't miss this battle.
Looking at Li Qingshan running amok in the enemy's formation, she suddenly felt her heart beating fast. Her eyes were glued to him.
Hwa Seung-zan smiled and said, "Who's the love-struck fool now?"
Han Qiongzhi blushed, but she didn't show any weakness. "Do you have a problem with that? This is the type I like. He's so much better than a pretty boy like you! "
Hwa Seung-zan touched his nose. "A grown girl can't be kept at home. In the blink of an eye, your childhood sweetheart has become a pretty boy."
They had known each other since they were young. Since young, he had been full of charm. As long as it was a girl, they would inevitably have some thoughts about him. She was the only one who maintained a pure friendship with him. It was because Han Qiongzhi came from a military family and didn't like dissolute men. No matter how strong Hwa Seung-zan's charm was, it didn't work on her.
Han Qiongzhi chuckled. "This time, Brother Tieyi is going to lose face. The old man's face must be ugly."
Before she finished, a cold snort pierced the ears. Han Qiongzhi trembled and her face turned pale.
Hwa Seung-zan said, "What's wrong?"
Han Qiongzhi gritted her teeth. "It's that old man. He's so cruel to his own daughter."
Hwa Seung-zan said, "No daughter has such a wild mouth."
As they spoke, the outcome of the battle was decided. Han Qiongzhi looked at Li Qingshan, who was covered in wounds and was on the verge of collapse. She shouted, "You win. Come down! "
"Wait. I'm going to beat you up now! "Li Qingshan turned around and walked towards the high platform. He said to Han Tieyi.
Li Qingshan walked forward step by step until he was in front of Han Tieyi.
A military disciple who was lying on the ground suddenly got up and hugged Li Qingshan's waist.
"Brothers, stop him!"
One by one, the military disciples who had lost their ability to fight desperately hugged Li Qingshan's legs.
Li Qingshan raised his fist and smashed it towards the military disciple who was hugging his waist. That military disciple simply closed his eyes but didn't let go. He didn't feel any pain. That fist, for some reason, was retracted.
Li Qingshan took heavy steps with difficulty, forcefully dragging so many people with him as he made his way towards Han Tieyi. He walked very slowly. But he was unwavering.
With a bang, his feet finally stepped on the high platform and he punched at Han Tieyi.
Han Tieyi raised his hand to stop the instructor who wanted to stop him. He didn't dodge or block and took the punch head-on.
"Young general!" The eyes of the military disciples all turned red. It was as if they were watching helplessly as the enemy general broke through their formation and killed their commander. Every single one of the military disciples who were still conscious felt humiliated. They clenched their teeth, and some of them even shed silent tears like children.
"Let him go." Han Tieyi ordered, "There are still two punches left."
Li Qingshan stretched his muscles and said, "Such weak punches, even I find it boring to hit myself. You can owe it to me first. Wait for me to recover my strength. Let's hit again! "
With that, Li Qingshan fell backwards. A golden light flashed and Little Ann transformed into the Vajra Avatar and held Li Qingshan in his arms.
He snored and slept soundly. Even in his sleep, there was a satisfied smile on his face.
"Leave him to me. He needs some treatment."
A woman came to Little Ann's side. She had a picturesque appearance and a gentle voice. She was dressed in white and seemed to emit a gentle light at first glance. There was a white token on her waist with the word "One" engraved on it.
On the platform, a medical disciple who was also dressed in white was working to diagnose the injuries of the military disciples and treat them.
Han Tieyi said to the woman, "Ru Xin, thank you."
Normal injuries could be treated by the military disciples. They could even recover by themselves with their strong physique. However, if it was more serious, they would have to ask the medical disciples to treat them to ensure that there would be no future trouble.
"I took your money and helped you eliminate disasters. I guarantee that you will be satisfied." Ru Xin smiled gently and was very natural and unrestrained. As the biggest customer of the medical disciples, it was rare for the military to have so much business.
"Senior Sister Ru Xin, he seems to be fine," a muscular man said in a low voice.
"I don't know if he suffered any internal injuries. It would be bad if there were any lingering injuries. Little sister, don't you think so?" Ru Xin squatted down and said to Little Ann. (- <
> - net.)
Although Little Ann felt that there would be no problems with Li Qingshan's body, she was still worried and nodded in agreement.
A green leaf flew out of Ru Xin's sleeve and expanded with the wind. It lifted Li Qingshan up and a green light rose up and enveloped his body. Some of the small injuries immediately began to heal.
More green leaves flew out of his sleeve. There were more than a hundred of them and they lifted up all the military disciples who were more seriously injured.
This was not a spell but a spiritual tool. A spiritual tool set. Although it was only a high grade spiritual tool, its value was probably above that of a normal supreme-grade spiritual tool.
Ru Xin glanced at Li Qingshan on the green leaf and pursed her lips. Such a powerful physique was beyond the knowledge of ordinary people. It was worth researching.
…
Han Tieyi turned around and returned to the Martial Arts Hall. Han Anjun sat in the main seat, drinking wine with a three-legged bronze cup. There were ten seats on either side of him, nine of which were occupied by military disciples. Only the seat to Han Anjun's right was empty.
They were all eighth and ninth layer Qi Practitioners. On the seat to Han Anjun's left sat a bald-headed man with a fierce expression. He was also at the tenth layer Qi Practitioner.
The bald-headed man said, "General, why didn't you let us attack? Why did you let Li Qingshan be so arrogant?"
The other eight people were also filled with righteous indignation. They had watched their comrade be defeated by Li Qingshan in front of everyone. If it wasn't for Han Anjun's overwhelming power, they would have been unable to hold it in and attacked long ago.
In the hundred clans, other than the head disciple, there were a total of ten disciples. They were the most respected and could be called core disciples. The nine of them were the true arrogant soldiers and generals. They had the strongest battle power. If any of them participated in the battle Just Now. The outcome of the battle could be reversed.
Han Anjun said in a low voice, "Isn't it enough to bully the weak with numbers? Do you still want to bully the weak?"
The bald-headed man was unconvinced. "How can he unleash the power of the encirclement with his bare hands? If he used weapons and fought with real knives and spears, that kid would have died long ago."
Han Anjun slammed the three-legged bronze cup down. "I think the one who is truly arrogant is not him, but you! If he had used all his means to fight, he would have killed his way here in less than half an hour. You have trained well every day. When it comes to actual combat, you show your true colors. What a mess. Shameful, really shameful. Go back and reflect for three days. "
The usually silent Han Anjun suddenly opened his mouth and berated them fiercely. Everyone kept quiet out of fear. After receiving the order, only Han Tieyi was left.
Han Anjun's expression gradually calmed down. He revealed a rare smile. "Tie Yi, you have done well. They need some motivation. Don't think that just because they suffer a little every day, they are much stronger than the disciples of other clans."
As the head of the military school, his feelings towards certain things were much sharper. He was much sharper than Liu Changqing. Under this peaceful scene, it seemed like another string was gradually being pulled taut. War was not far away.
He wanted to borrow Li Qingshan's hand to fiercely temper the military disciples and prepare for the possible chaos. Losing face now was better than losing their lives in the future. He was not afraid of losing face for the military school. The dead had no face.
"I also did not expect him to be able to walk up like this." Han Tieyi frowned. He did not doubt that Li Qingshan had the ability to charge up the platform, but he had indeed taken him by surprise after defeating everyone and making his way up step by step.
"His Body Practitioner technique is very extraordinary. It's a pity that he's not a disciple of the school of the Military, or we'll have an additional thirty percent chance of victory in the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures at the very least." Han Anjun let out a sigh similar to the slovenly daoist priest.
If he were to evaluate the geniuses that had emerged from the entrance examination this time, Li Qingshan would definitely rank first. Chu Tian and Yu Zijian both paled in comparison. Although Little Ann's talent was monstrously great, he might not necessarily be suited for the path of the military. As for Li Qingshan, he was basically born to be a soldier. He liked to fight and kill, but he was also born with the courage of the sword and the heart of the zither.
Han Tieyi said, "He might not be a disciple of the school of the Military, but you can still give him some guidance, general."
Han Anjun said, "I have the same thoughts. I'll leave this to you for now!"
Only when the big fish was fierce enough could the small fish be stirred up, unleashing their unprecedented potential and becoming even more united. Even without this reason, he could not bear to see such a great piece of material go to waste in a place like the school of Novels.
"Yes, sir!"
… …
Li Qingshan woke up from his dream. He was covered in a white bedsheet, with white walls and chairs. The curtains drifted gently in the wind, and sunlight poured in through the window.
A bunch of pure-white lilies sat at the head of the bed, giving off a faint fragrance. The sky had cleared up before he knew it, and warm sunlight shone in.
Li Qingshan yawned and stretched. He could feel that various parts of his body still ached slightly, but his mind was extremely at ease. Sure enough, compared to writing novels, this kind of life suited him better. I better give up on these unrealistic thoughts!
He closed his eyes and sensed his body. There were no major issues. His dried-up dantian began to accumulate true qi bit by bit.
True qi was a circulatory process. After such extreme usage, the recovery speed was extremely slow, but the quality had also increased.
He had gained quite a lot from this battle. Although he did not receive a single word of advice from Han Anjun, he had comprehended quite a lot.
He was a combat genius. He could display his charm in battle, and in battle, he could unleash his potential. Although none of the military disciples were a match for him, the techniques they used, the techniques they used, and even the feeling of being hit on his body had benefited him greatly.
Ru Xin walked in from outside the door. "You're awake."
Li Qingshan's eyes flashed. Another beauty, and a tenth layer Qi Refinement beauty at that. As expected, there were plenty of fish in the sea. He really could not understand Hwa Seung-zan's thoughts.
However, if he really had to compare, the person in front of him was indeed slightly inferior to Gu Yanying. He had no idea whether this feeling was real, or if it was because he had suddenly seen a supreme beauty after being trapped in the desolate village for over a decade, which was why she had left such a deep impression in his heart.
Wasn't there a story about a scholar who ate a bowl of lotus root starch in a farmer's house when he was in dire straits? He only found it to be extremely delicious. Afterwards, he became a high-ranking official and tasted the lotus root starch made by renowned chefs everywhere, but none of them tasted the same. In the end, he found the original farmer's house and tasted it again, but it no longer tasted the same.
He was very interested in finding an opportunity to verify this story.
"I am Li Qingshan. May I ask for your name, fellow?"
"How can Ru Xin not know of fellow Li's great name?"
Was there anyone with the surname 'Ru'? Li Qingshan was puzzled. He looked around. "Where's Little Ann?"
"He's been summoned back by the One Thought master. It's not like you're too sick to get up, so there's no need for you to keep watch over him. " As Ru Xin said that, she sat down on the side of the bed and pressed her slender hand against Li Qingshan's chest. His green robes had been ripped to shreds during the battle.
Her hand that was as soft as jade slid down from his chest to his abdomen. "Your wounds heal very quickly. The life force in your body is basically startling. "
"I ate an unknown fruit when I was young, and afterwards, I became so strong." Li Qingshan made up a lie casually. Does that count as being interested in me? Heh, she must have seen my might in the school of the Military and been drawn in by my bearing.
Whatever, I can't just let her take the initiative. Li Qingshan has always been a person who does what he wants. He grabbed Ru Xin's hand. "I really have to thank you for your meticulous treatment, miss."
Ru Xin's eyes narrowed. She tried to pull her hand back, but it did not budge. Her face became slightly red, but it was from anger. She had no lack of admirers in the Hundred Schools of Thought, but it was really rare to see such a shameless person.
Li Qingshan thought that his charm had already reached the level of Hwa Seung-zan.
Ru Xin said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, if you don't let go, I'll call for help."
Only then did Li Qingshan let go of her hand. He said in surprise, "Didn't you touch me first?"
"I'm a doctor, and you're a patient. This order can't be reversed. What? Fellow Daoist, do you like to be massaged like Just Like Now? It's not impossible. This is also one of the services of our school of medicine, but it's charged. "Ru Xin lowered her head and smiled faintly. She looked extremely charming.
Li Qingshan was both excited and disappointed. "Alright. How many spirit stones?"
"Lie down. I'll go and prepare." Ru Xin smiled sweetly and turned around to leave.
After a moment, a muscular man barged in and roared like thunder. "You want a massage!"
Li Qingshan was stunned, "No … no …"
"How can Senior Sister Ru Xin do this kind of rough work? Come on!" The muscular man did not say anything else. He took a step forward and fiercely slapped Li Qingshan's back with a pair of iron palms that could split stone.
"Your skills are not bad."
After a moment, Li Qingshan stood up and sincerely praised. This muscular man was indeed a disciple of the school of medicine. He looked rough, but his skills were extremely meticulous. Whether it was kneading, pinching, patting, or pressing, he completely stretched Li Qingshan's muscles and bones. At the same time, he injected a vigorous Yimu True Qi into his body.
Li Qingshan felt refreshed all over his body. The bruises on his body also disappeared. It was worth the spirit stones.
The muscular man roared, "Thank you for your patronage."
Li Qingshan stood up and took out a green robe from his Hundred Treasures Pouch. He put it on and walked out.
Ru Xin laughed, "How was it? How was my junior's skill?"
"Not bad." Li Qingshan laughed. The muscular man's ferocious slaps had indeed cut off Li Qingshan's thoughts. If others did not have any thoughts, he was too lazy to think about it. It was not like he could not live without a woman. In this world, there were countless things to pursue.
Ru Xin was slightly surprised. She had thought that Li Qingshan would be embarrassed and displeased, or even angry. She had already prepared a set of words. But …
She did not expect him to be so calm. Furthermore, the way he looked at her had also returned to normal. It made her doubt her own charm.
"This is your first time coming to Benevolence Island, right? Let me show you around!"
When the chief disciple came, it was naturally the chief disciple who received him. Although it was a declining school of novels, Li Qingshan had already proven in front of everyone that he was worthy of such treatment.
Strolling leisurely with a beauty as his companion, it was quite interesting.
Li Qingshan casually asked about the school of medicine, "Doctors pay particular attention to curing illnesses and saving lives. Saving lives is one thing, but can cultivators also get sick?"
Ru Xin said, "Of course not, but we can help him! We can make him get whatever illness we want him to get. "
In the school of medicine, they were not some kind nanny character. Instead, they were good at using poisons and plagues. Poisons were naturally all kinds of poisons, and plagues were plagues. They collected all kinds of diseases and killed their enemies without leaving a trace. Among the gods that the school of medicine worshiped, there was the God of Plagues.
"It's not funny," Li Qingshan said.
"Is that so? That's strange. In the past, everyone laughed when I said it. Forget it. In life, it is inevitable to meet a few strange people. The illnesses of cultivators are usually not obvious, but they are hidden deep in the body. It may be damage to the meridians or imbalance of the five elements. It may not be life-threatening, but over time, it will affect cultivation.
"Besides these physical illnesses, there are also mental illnesses. I'm good at curing mental illnesses. Physical illnesses are fine, but once you get mental illnesses, it will be even more difficult to advance on the path of cultivation. For example, don't tell Commander Hua of the school of Legalism that I said it. Saving a cultivator's path of cultivation can also be considered saving a life! "
Li Qingshan grinned. "Then why don't you save him?"
Ru Xin said, "He's already beyond cure. There's no cure for an illness that can't be cured. Buddha will save the fated!" Suddenly, she lowered her voice. "Look at the two in front. They're also beyond cure. Even gods can't save them. Even gods can't save them!"
Li Qingshan looked up and saw Qian Rongzhi supporting Chu Tian as they strolled in the garden. Their faces were full of smiles. If it was not for the fact that he knew Qian Rongzhi's character and Chu Tian's temperament, he would really think that they were a match made in heaven.
"What illness are they suffering from?"
"One is crazy, and the other is crazy."
"They're a good match." Li Qingshan smiled and turned to avoid them.
Chu Tian was immersed in happiness and did not notice at all. Qian Rongzhi immediately sensed something and glanced over. When she saw Ru Xin's back, she frowned. That woman was also very troublesome.
Li Qingshan mentioned that he once had the intention to study alchemy in the school of Medicine.
Ru Xin said, "You're right to choose the school of Medicine. The school of Daoism only alchemy, but we can also refine medicine."
"What's the difference?"
"Alchemy is for cultivation, but refining medicine can cure illnesses."
Ru Xin brought Li Qingshan to the school of Medicine's pharmacy for a tour. Sure enough, other than a dazzling array of elixirs, there were also various colored potions and powders.
Li Qingshan saw a small box with the words "Jade Skin Powder" written on it. He asked, "What illness is this used to cure?"
Ru Xin said, "It's used to cure the Black Plague."
"Black Plague?"
Ru Xin looked at Li Qingshan and said, "Yes, it refers to people like you. If you use this medicine, in three days, at most seven days, you can become a pure pretty boy."
Li Qingshan shook his head. He was already used to Ru Xin's words, which did not match her appearance and temperament. However, the medicine refined by the school of Medicine was indeed interesting. At least the school of Daoism's alchemy would not refine invisibility potions. There were even some that he had not even thought about.
"What illness is this used to cure?" Li Qingshan pointed at a glass bottle filled with blue potions.
"You're talking about Water of Recollection. As the name suggests, it is naturally used to cure amnesia. If you accidentally forget your surname, drink it and you'll see the results. However, the side effect is that you'll easily lose your bearings."
Ru Xin casually said, but she saw Li Qingshan's expression suddenly change.
Li Qingshan said, "You can remember anything you say. What about your past life?"
Ru Xin said, "Unfortunately, my strength is not enough to compete with Meng Po."
Li Qingshan was a little disappointed, but then he heard Ru Xin say, "However, as long as it's in your mind, you'll be able to remember it after drinking my medicine. Even if you want to know what you ate at noon ten years ago, it won't be a problem."
"Can you give it a try?"
"What's our relationship? Your surname is Li."
"I'm serious. One hundred spirit stones per bottle. You don't have to give me that kind of expression. You're joking."
Speechless, Li Qingshan drank a spoonful of Water of Recollection. Those dust-laden past events suddenly shook off the dust and rushed towards his face. They were clearly reflected in his mind. It was a page of a book, densely packed with small words.
The first sentence was, "Zhang Wuji, turn around …"
Li Qingshan shouted in his heart, "My illness can be cured!"
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