In the sky, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged on a cloud. He could feel that the Divine Talisman of Great Creation was gathering the power of belief much faster now.
If belief was a form of power, then the people in the city below were gradually beginning to believe in an illusory existence.
"Let's go to the next stop!"
Li Qingshan patrolled the land. All the missions were carefully selected by him. There were many missions, and they covered a wide range. However, they were also extremely simple. Basically, their main goal was to defeat the people of the jianghu.
It was not that he could not complete the more difficult missions. He believed that there were few people at the level of Qi Practitioners that he and Little Ann could not defeat. However, the key was to make the characters he wrote stand out. Moreover, once Qi Practitioners were involved, there would be all sorts of trouble, and it would be beyond the understanding of mortals.
Even if he went to kill the palace master of the Sword Collection Palace right now, the commoners would not know who he was! Cracking down on those local tyrants who bullied men and women and ran amok in the village was what the common people loved to see.
Gradually, the image of a young hero was established in the hearts of the commoners.
Yes, a young man. Li Qingshan had originally designed him to be a half-grown child. However, the child grew up in the legends. Every time he appeared, he would be different. He would appear in the world in an image that was more in line with the expectations of the people.
Discussions broke out under every roof. The patches on the young man's clothes increased and decreased accordingly. The color of his belt would change from red to green. The brush in his right hand remained the same, but his left hand would sometimes hold a flute, and sometimes a gourd.
His final appearance was the integration of thousands of beliefs and wishes.
At the same time, the power of belief gathered by the Divine Talisman of Great Creation increased exponentially. The young hero also became more and more realistic and powerful.
His eyes even shone with a light no different from a living person's. This made Li Qingshan secretly amazed. The mysteriousness of the school of Novels.
Of course, he still did not possess the ability to think, so he could not be considered a living person. He could only say some stylized lines like a machine. At crucial times, Li Qingshan had to control him like a puppet.
However, Li Qingshan could feel it. What restricted him was no longer the amount of power of belief, but the level of the Divine Talisman of Great Creation.
The level of the Divine Talisman of Great Creation was restricted by the level of Qi Refinement. Only by transcending the Heavenly Tribulation and converting his True Qi into Spiritual Qi could he reconstruct the Divine Talisman of Great Creation and bestow it with greater power. At that time, he might really be able to communicate with people like a living child.
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At the top of the tallest tower in the city, Zhao Lingshu stood with his arms crossed. Looking coldly at the back of the tiger riding away, he leaped up and a pair of metal wings spread out from his back. Gliding across the sky. He chased after them.
With a whooshing sound, a strong gust of wind blew. It descended from the sky and landed in front of the youth.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" The youth said with an exaggerated expression as if he was acting in a play.
Zhao Lingshu said coldly, "Which painter's disciple are you? You dare to imitate others to act chivalrously and help the weak? Those tricks of yours can deceive mortals, but they can't deceive me! "
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" The youth continued to speak with an exaggerated expression as if he was acting in a play.
"Do you know who you killed on the Jade Mountain?" Zhao Lingshu raised an eyebrow. He was born in a den of mountain bandits. His father and brothers were all mountain bandits. Due to his talent as a Qi Practitioner, the sect master of a large sect renowned throughout the Clear River prefecture had taken a fancy to him and accepted him as a disciple. After many years of arduous cultivation, he had already reached the seventh layer. He never thought he would return to his hometown in glory only to discover that all of his family had already died to the point where not even ashes remained.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" The youth said with an exaggerated expression as if he was acting in a play again.
If Zhao Lingshu had played games before, he would definitely find this scene extremely familiar. There was nothing he could do. Although the youth seemed no different from a real person, even able to use many powerful techniques, he was not human at the end of the day.
It was exactly because he had never played games before that Zhao Lingshu flew into a rage. "All of the people you killed were my family! I want you dead! "
Swish! The sword on his back flew out of its sheath, wrapping around the youth's neck like a bolt of lightning and a swimming dragon.
Zhao Lingshu had already seen the youth's decapitated appearance. He had not come for revenge on a whim. Instead, he had secretly investigated for a very long time. Although the youth possessed the abilities of a painter, his paintings were only at the level of a third or fourth layer Qi Practitioner. There was nothing to fear.
Sure enough, the youth only blanked out. He watched the flying sword stab over without reacting at all.
Just as he was about to get his revenge, Zhao Lingshu felt a sense of loneliness, as if he had left the world behind. As a cultivator, he was destined to walk a lonely path. Farewell, father. Farewell, brothers. Please protect me in the afterlife!
However, the flying sword missed. The youth vanished into thin air, while the huge tiger was compressed into a thin piece of painting, flying into the air. Zhao Lingshu was taken aback.
"Oi, what's wrong with you?"
A man in green descended from the sky on a white cloud with a child, calling out to Zhao Lingshu.
Li Qingshan had just diverted his attention to chat with Little Ann in the sky. When he turned his head, he saw the flying sword flying towards him. He immediately dispersed his Power of Will and summoned the huge tiger back.
Zhao Lingshu said coldly, "So all of this was controlled by you behind the scenes?"
Little Ann had been observing and listening in all directions, talking to Li Qingshan for a while.
"I was wondering why those dog sh * t mountain bandits on Mount Yutai were so arrogant. So it was you who supported them from behind." Li Qingshan said angrily after understanding the whole story Just Now. He had some impression of that place, because he had saved more than a dozen women from the bandits' lair. All of them had been toyed with beyond recognition, and some of them had even gone crazy.
He had never seen the legendary heroes of the underworld who served justice and enforced justice on behalf of the heavens even once.
"Mortals are like ants. They can't escape the fate of being toyed with and killed. Since you've admitted it, then die! "Zhao Lingshu made a sword sign, and the flying sword flashed towards him.
Li Qingshan's aura was only at the seventh layer of the Qi Refinement realm, and the child beside him was only a mortal. He had absolute confidence that he could kill them on the spot. Although things were a little unexpected, everything was under his control. Seeing Li Qingshan use his hand to catch his flying sword, he sneered.
"Break!"
Li Qingshan casually caught the flying sword. "I see that you're also like an ant!"
Zhao Lingshu activated the flying sword repeatedly. The flying sword buzzed incessantly, but it didn't move an inch in Li Qingshan's hand. He was shocked, knowing that he had encountered a powerful opponent, a rare body cultivator. The metal wings on his back spread out, and he soared into the sky. Fortunately, he had this pair of Mohist Iron Wings bestowed by his master, so he could fly freely in the air.
In the blink of an eye, he saw that Li Qingshan was already flying towards him. His speed was even faster than the flying sword.
Zhao Lingshu hurriedly retreated as he said, "Why do we have to fight and kill each other for mortals? I've already thought it through. Ever since I stepped onto the path of cultivation, I should cut off these worldly feelings and have nothing to do with them. I still have to thank you for cutting them off for me. I'm Zhao Lingshu. May I know your name? "
"Die, ant!"
Li Qingshan used the Wave Treading Style and suddenly sped up, arriving in front of Zhao Lingshu in the blink of an eye. His right hand was like a tiger's claw, easily piercing through his protective True Qi and piercing through his skin and rib cage. He grabbed his burning heart and pulled it out.
This Tiger Demon Steals Heart had a special flavor when used against cultivators.
"I can't believe I'm going to die here!" Zhao Lingshu's pupils suddenly dilated. "My path of cultivation has just begun …"
He used the last of his strength to crush the talisman for help.
He became a snack for Little Ann, but there were a few useful items in his hundred treasures pouch. In particular, the pair of metal wings was rather interesting.
As for Zhao Lingshu's request for help, Li Qingshan did not take it to heart at all. After spending a year in the Hundred Schools of Thought, he gained an understanding of all the renowned sects in the Clear River prefecture.
The association was a gang similar to the Iron Fist. He had forgotten whether their leader was a ninth or tenth layer Qi Practitioner, but he was definitely not a Foundation Establishment cultivator. In the eyes of the people of the jianghu, they were terrifying leviathans, but in his and Little Ann's eyes, they were just a bunch of self-propelled hundred treasures pouches and family buckets. He was only afraid that they would not come.
Li Qingshan even considered whether he should wait here and wait for them to deliver themselves to his doorstep. However, who knew whether they would succeed or not. At the end of the day, proper business was still more important. He was in a hurry to go back and go on a date with Han Qiongzhi!
He leapt up and left on a cloud.
Two hours later, an old man arrived in the wilderness and looked around. He was the leader of the association. His cultivation had already reached the ninth layer, approaching the peak of Qi Practitioners.
If Li Qingshan knew he had arrived so quickly, he would probably regret not waiting a little longer.
The master and disciple were connected. The old man could sense that Zhao Lingshu was already done for. He was furious. His most talented disciple had actually died here! All his years of nurturing had gone down the drain.
Revenge? Forget it! There were no traces of a battle on the ground. How could he afford to offend someone who could kill Zhao Lingshu silently?
A gang like theirs seemed majestic, able to take all the money and beauties in the secular world as they pleased, but in the entire cultivation community, they were truly at the bottom. Whether it was the disciples of sects or the disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought, none of them could be offended casually. The slightest carelessness could lead to the destruction of their entire sect. He pitied this disciple of his. His ambition was greater than the sky, but his life was thinner than paper.
A month later, the Divine Talisman of Great Creation shone brightly. The light blurred the inscriptions on it, illuminating his sea of qi like a blue sun.
Li Qingshan smiled in satisfaction, but just that was not enough. However, the seeds had already been scattered across the ground. Next, he just had to wait for them to bloom and bear fruit. There were around three months left, which should be enough.
Li Qingshan stood in front of the bustling Hawkwolf Guard and raised his head, gazing at the vice commander's room below the eagle. He smiled resplendently. "Qiongzhi, I'm here!"
He actually felt rather excited. After all, this was the first time he had gone on a date in the eighteen years since he transmigrated. Little Ann had taken the Thousand Corpses Picture to Anāsravāṇa island, which gave him enough time.
On the rippling Lake of Dragons and Snakes, it was a beautiful spring day. A small boat drifted along with the waves. Li Qingshan lay in the cabin leisurely. A beauty sat beside him. Her eyes were gentle, and her valiant appearance was filled with tenderness. Her plump, vermillion lips were alluring. When she opened and closed them a few times, she let out an indistinct, clear voice.
"Gu Yanying and I are in danger at the same time. Who are you going to save first?"
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