In a daze, he saw a person brandishing a sword and stabbing at him.
A gleam of light flashed through Li Qingshan's eyes, and the spirit turtle suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, suppressing the sword intent. Meanwhile, the sword-wielding figure turned into ink and dispersed.
Only then was he able to see clearly that the brush strokes on the scroll were jagged. Each sword stroke was a stroke, and each stroke was a sword stroke. In an instant, a hundred swords flew out at the same time, brandishing a set of world-shaking and peerless swordplay. However, there were still flaws, and he was unable to see everything clearly.
However, with just these few strokes, it was as if one could see the true power of the Qilin Dragon's claws.
Li Qingshan was overjoyed. This was a real magic tool.
"Although it's only an inferior arcane artifact, its power is likely not inferior to that of an ordinary low-grade arcane artifact. The more I repair it, the more I understand the Five Absolutes Immortal's unparalleled talent. Qingshan, your strength will definitely increase greatly once you obtain it." Chu Shidao sighed emotionally.
"Thank you, Senior." Li Qingshan put away the Cursive Sword Calligraphy and bowed deeply.
Chu Shidao waved his hand with a smile. "There's no need to thank me. I'm a little tired. You two can leave first!"
After Li Qingshan and Ru Xin had left, Chu Shidao said, "Danqing, from what I can see, this child Qingshan is chivalrous, bold and unconstrained, he places great importance on gratitude and grudges. His future is limitless. With this karma, you can ask him for help if you encounter any difficulties. He won't refuse. "
"Master …" Chu Danqing's heart warmed. He was speechless. So all of this was for him.
"Those senior brothers and sisters of yours are not kind people. You have to deal with them calmly. Don't be in a hurry to search for the Painting Tomb."
These words, which seemed to be his last words, immediately made Chu Danqing's eyes red.
Chu Shidao smiled. "Silly child, don't be sad. Life and death are all fated. Go out, I want to talk to your mistress. "
After leaving the School of Painting, Li Qingshan said to Ru Xin, "I didn't think I would really refine it for you. Why have you been ignoring me?"
Ru Xin looked back and asked curiously, "Who are you?"
Li Qingshan was stunned. He stepped forward and pulled her sleeve. "What do you mean?"
"I don't even know you. Please don't pester me." Ru Xin unhappily shook off his hand. He flew away on his flying artifact.
Li Qingshan's figure flashed and he chased after her, keeping pace with her. He pointed at his own nose and said, "I am Li Qingshan, don't tell me you don't recognize me!" Seeing Ru Xin's unfamiliar face, he said in surprise, "Don't tell me … you drank the Water of Oblivion!"
"Perhaps. I forgot. However, since I've forgotten, there's nothing to remember. No matter what disputes we had in the past, let's write it off. Goodbye, Fellow Daoist Qingshan. "Ru Xin cupped her hands after she finished speaking. Then, she decisively sped up and flew away.
Li Qingshan stared blankly at her receding figure for a while. Suddenly, he came back to his senses and cursed, "Write it off my ass! Bastard woman. How many spirit herbs did you take from me? Spit them all out! "
The faraway Ru Xin's lips curled into a smile. This guy was getting smarter and smarter. It really wasn't easy to fool him even once.
Li Qingshan spent a Herculean effort and almost attacked Ru Xin's mountain gate. Only then did he complete his journey to demand payment. However, Ru Xin kept saying, "I don't know who you are. But since you insist on saying that these things are yours, I'll give them to you."
In the end, Li Qingshan even wondered if she really drank the Water of Oblivion. She had forgotten about him. After obtaining these medicinal pills, Li Qingshan went into seclusion in his cave for three to five days to convert them into cultivation. Since he had nothing to do, he studied the sword intent in the Cursive Sword Calligraphy with Little Ann.
Yu Zijian's group set off once again. As a babysitter, Li Qingshan could only set off again. The missions this time were clearly much more difficult than the last. The group encountered danger again and again. If it were not for Li Qingshan's secret protection, there probably would have been casualties already.
Li Qingshan knew that Hwa Seung-zan was forcing Fu Qingjin to back down. He had probably even factored in Hua Chenglu's confession and Yu Zijian's reaction into it, forcing Fu Qingjin to back down and admit defeat.
Winter had already passed, and spring had arrived. The ground warmed up.
Yu Zijian flew above the Clear river. The two banks were verdant.
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"Junior sister Yu, Jiaping city is up ahead," Sun Yi said.
"Yep." Yu Zijian nodded. After the trials of life-threatening danger again and again, she had become more and more composed. Her cultivation that had remained stagnant for so long had finally broken through once more. Now, she had reached the eighth layer. With her supreme grade spiritual artifact, the Nine Yang sword, she seemed to be the leader of the group. No one dared to treat her carelessly anymore.
Gazing at the city vaguely in the distance, Li Qingshan felt something. I never thought I'd have the opportunity to return here.
The river flowed and suddenly curved. The scenery on the two banks turned into small bridges, flowing water, and people. After three years of war, Jiaping city was no longer as prosperous as before. However, the city was still standing, and its scale remained.
The iron hawk on the mountain continued to glare angrily at them, ready to soar. However, the other structures on the mountain were heavily damaged. The Hawkwolf Guard here had already been disbanded. Without the protection of powerful formations and powerful cultivators stationed here, even dealing with regular daemons would be rather difficult. They would just be sitting ducks if they stayed behind.
Li Qingshan landed on a building and gazed at the entire city. He thought of some matters of the past and sighed inside. However, this only lasted for a moment. He dismissed his thoughts and expanded his senses, but he did not sense the existence of daemon qi in the city. As it seemed, the daemons that had caused trouble had already left. There was no need for him to keep such a close watch on them this time.
However, he could sense the existence of Qi Practitioners in the city. He leapt off the building and glided to a garden. The surrounding scenery was rather familiar. With a thought, he realized this was the government office.
Li Qingshan arrived in the garden silently and saw a person sitting beside a pond, cultivating. As a result, he revealed himself and smiled. "Sir Zhou, long time no see."
Zhou Wenbin looked back in surprise and saw a tall man standing nearby. They were so close, yet he had actually failed to sense him at all. Even now, he did not give off any of his aura at all, and his face was extremely familiar. Only when he heard him speak did he suddenly remember. "You're … Li Qingshan!"
The teenager of the past had already completely become a grown man. His face was bronze, and his nose bridge was high. His gaze was solemn, and his bearing was solemn. Every single movement he made possessed an indescribable bearing, enough to win people's hearts.
"I heard you've already established a foundation. Is that true?" Zhou Wenbin was well-informed. He had heard many rumours about Li Qingshan the entire time, but when he heard that Li Qingshan had established a foundation, he still found it rather difficult to believe even now. When he first met him, he was only an insignificant first layer Qi Practitioner. How long had it been?
"It's only been a while. Hasn't sir's cultivation progressed as well?"
"The young really are to be feared! Compared to you, I'm basically wasting my time. "Zhou Wenbin stood up in a hurry and invited Li Qingshan to take a seat.
The two of them sat across from each other and chatted about what had happened after they parted. Zhou Wenbin was obviously somewhat reserved when facing Li Qingshan. The difference in status between Qi Practitioners and Foundation Establishment cultivators was like heaven and earth. Unless there was an extremely deep relationship, there was no such thing as equality.
No matter how many years of cultivation or how old one was, Qi Practitioners had to call Foundation Establishment cultivators' senior 'when they saw them. Even though Li Qingshan was not arrogant, it still filled Zhou Wenbin with discomfort. As he gazed at his junior of the past, in just a few years, Li Qingshan had leapt up in a single bound, reaching a height that he could never reach, it would be impossible for him not to feel a hint of jealousy or injustice.
Li Qingshan had originally come to visit an old place to reminisce about the old days with an old friend. However, after a conversation, he couldn't help but feel that things were still the same, but people had changed. There was already a chasm between them, and they could no longer converse with each other. Thus, they stopped talking and prepared to stand up and leave.
At this moment, Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. As long as he stood on the ground, he would develop a close connection with the earth. At this moment, he sensed that something had emerged from underground.
Hua Chenglu wielded the Daemon Seeking disc and led Yu Zijian and the others through the streets and alleys, searching for traces of daemons. The needle on the disc would move around from time to time, sensing the lingering daemon qi left behind by daemons before returning to normal.
They searched until they arrived in a bustling market. Originally, it was bustling with people, but with their arrival, it immediately quietened down. The passersby all stopped and stared at them without blinking. The owners and employees of the shops on the side of the road all gave up on their business and came out to take a look. The existence of cultivators was not exactly a secret, but beauties like them were rare.
Hua Chenglu had already grown accustomed to gazes like this. She remained composed and only stared at the disc in her hand. Only when she saw how the needle did not move did she raise her head. "Looks like we've missed this time."
"Fair enough. We can rest for a while." Yu Zijian raised her head and searched for the blue bird.
However, everyone's gazes towards them changed silently.
"Cultivators are all unreachable existences. With my identity, all I can do is look at beauties like them. Who knows which man will take advantage of them in the future. I hate this. Since I can't obtain them, they're better off dead." The waiter at the entrance of a restaurant suddenly became furious.
"They really are two beauties. Why are they so beautiful? I heard that cultivators can maintain their youth forever. That's far too unfair. I really want to scratch their faces and see if they can still smile." A middle-aged woman in a brothel ground her teeth in jealousy. Vicious thoughts sprang up one by one.
"Old Li next door borrowed money from me, and he still hasn't returned it. That's far too despicable. Bastards like him are better off dead," an old man carrying a birdcage suddenly thought.
"Don't hit me! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" A child who had been pressed against the bench by his mother and spanked viciously suddenly let out a furious roar. He began to struggle desperately as his eyes became bloodshot.
With a flash of thought, killing intent sprang up.
At that moment, everyone's gazes were filled with malice and killing intent.
Hua Chenglu only looked at the disc in her hand. It spun rapidly like it was spasming, becoming faster and faster. Her face changed. "Be careful, everyone. There's daemon qi approaching. It's tremendous and very dangerous."
Rumble! The ground shook gently. Wild laughter rang out from underground.
"Hahahahaha, kill! Kill! Kill to your heart's content!"
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