After careful consideration and combined with various knowledge from previous life, Li Qingshan used his profound cultural heritage to change his name to the Earth Force Field!

"Well, although I have only changed one word, it makes the entire magical power look much more energetic. I am such a genius!"

"Li Qingshan!" The fearless monk roared to the sky.

It turned out that although Li Qingshan pressed the "head" on Dafoshan, the sudden vibration collapsed countless buildings. Compared with that, the several halls that he stepped on with one foot were nothing.

The unfolding "earth force field" made all the ruins fly up, and hundreds of monks floated in the air with their hands and feet dancing, making waves of exclamations.

"No need to thank me, it's a good thing!" Li Qingshan waved his hand "generously".

"Qingshan, hurry up and collect your supernatural powers!" The unfury monk shouted.

"Oh?" Li Qingshan then noticed the "dust" flying beside him. He actually felt the so-called "sentient beings are like ants". The difference between these monks who have never even passed through the heavenly tribulation is even greater than that between ants and humans.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention." So he took over his natural magical powers.

"Ah!" Amid the screams, hundreds of monks suddenly fell and felt the ubiquitous gravity of the earth again.

"Ha, this kind of scene is rare." Li Qingshan said.

Gu Yanying unfolded the jade fracture fan, and with a casual blow, a storm of wind flew out, turning into a hundred, lifting all the monks up.

But before the monks breathed a sigh of relief, countless wreckages on their heads were smashed down hard.

Li Qingshan spread his Fengshen wings, his wings spread a thousand feet away, and gently swayed, and the wreckage in the sky was blown away by the strong wind.

"Okay, now you will save you the trouble of cleaning up, but you should be satisfied!"

The Fearless Monk saw that the Tianlong Zen Temple, which was lined with temples, became bare, leaving only a dozen buildings protected by magic circles standing there alone. It was very desolate, so angry that they trembled all over, but they could do nothing. This monster was no longer something they could punish.

He didn't want to talk to Li Qingshan anymore, so he turned his head and looked at the lost "Buddha head" but could not bring him any comfort. It was more like a monument for demons to show off their martial power, and the pillar of shame in the Tianlong Zen Temple, and he wished he could move it away again. However, moving the mountain is not that simple, and there is also the suspicion of destroying the Buddha statue. Now the most urgent task is to reorganize the Tianlong Zen Temple. This matter can only be discussed in the future.

"Forget it. Send the Buddha to the West."

Li Qingshan, who couldn't stop doing good deeds, hummed a small song happily, stretched out his big hands and pinched it on the top of the mountain. After a while, a face gradually appeared, but the distorted facial features seemed to be blaspheming the gods and Buddhas. This was not something he intended. He had already worked very hard, and after he pinched it, he felt a little strange and reshaped it several times, but it was always not very successful. He was able to think it out loud, at least he must be more like before! The Dafoshan in the past was just a silhouette image. However, he did not realize that Tianlong Zen Temple did not intend to turn Dafoshan into a Buddha statue, otherwise the Great Hall would be built on the top of the mountain. There were countless monks walking, which wouldn't it be blasphemy of Gods and Buddhas.

"Amitabha!" Li Qingshan clasped his hands together and bowed to Dafoshan with a strange expression, but his nature was more like a child playing with peeing mud and piled up into a grave, and then cried bitterly.

The fearless monk closed his eyes and had no strength to get angry.

The unfury monk shook his head with a smile. He has always been unconventional etiquette. Knowing that Li Qingshan had no malice and was content to save the Tianlong Zen Temple, isn't it a good intention? The demons will not be proud of doing good deeds. Although this worship is almost a joke, it may not be the first step to worship Buddha.

After he moved Hua Chengzan to Dafoshan, he asked two other monks and kings to help with treatment.

The two monks and kings hated the house and the Wu, and they refused to take action. One ruthlessly said that they would go to heal the monks, and the other directly refused.

The Buqin said seriously: "This son is related to the invasion of the Demon Realm, and it is not a time to act voluntarily!"

The two monks looked at each other, sighed, and then took action.

Hua Chengzan was shrouded in the light golden Buddha light. Buddhist martial arts were good at healing wounds. After a while, he woke up slowly and looked around in a daze. He saw a few bald heads shining, and was surprised: "Why am I back to Tianlong Zen Temple?"

"Chengzan, you're awake!" Li Qingshan regained his human form, grabbed it to the point, and helped Hua Chengzan up.

"Qingshan, you're fine, it's great." Hua Chengzan smiled weakly and asked again: "Is this... Dafoshan?"

"Yes, several masters have learned about the conspiracy of the Cangjian Palace and understood that I saved the Tianlong Zen Temple and had turned war with me into jade and silk." Li Qingshan said proudly.

The corners of the fearless monk's eyes twitched, and he did not refute.

"Is that so good!" Hua Chengzan observed his words and expressions, knowing that things were not as simple as Li Qingshan said, but he didn't say it out loud, and said in surprise: "Have you saved the Tianlong Zen Temple?"

"yes!"

"Fellow Daoist Hua, you have been in the Cangjian Palace for many years. Do you know the specific situation of the collusion between the Cangjian Palace and the Demon Realm?" asked the Buqin Monk.

"The Sword Palace colluded with the Demon Realm? Oh, so that's it. They were probably going to be for the Demon Realm!" Hua Chengzan was stunned for a moment, then guessed the reason, and said apologetically: "Sorry, Master Buqi, this kind of secret is not something that I, an ordinary elder, can't get in touch with. But after going through the second heavenly tribulation, evil thoughts gradually arise in my heart and cannot be removed. Only then did I realize that there was something wrong with the sword, but it was already deep in the mud. Thanks to Qingshan, you forced me to make a choice."

"Haha, I have always done good deeds invisibly!" Li Qingshan said.

"Well, that's no wonder." The Buqin was a little disappointed, but he was also expecting that only the great sword cultivator who had survived three heavenly tribulations would know. However, at that point in his cultivation, he might have completely subsided in the devil's way and could never look back.

"However, the root of all problems may be in the Zangjian Peak." Hua Chengzan changed his mind.

"Zangjian Peak! What do you mean by this?"

The Buqin asked quickly. He guessed that the Cangjian Palace was bewitched by the Demon Realm, and even suspected that there was a demon cave in the Cangjian Palace, which was specially used to communicate with the Demon Realm, but he never suspected that the Cangjian Peak. After all, it was just a mountain. It has existed for thousands of years.

"I have checked the historical records of the Cangjian Palace. The Cangjian Palace was not originally called the Cangjian Palace, nor was there such a large force. It was inherited until the seventh-generation palace master Sikong Cangjian began to rise..."

The fearless monk interrupted, "This is no secret. Sikong Cang Sword was known as the "Jiuzhou One Sword" back then, and it is still worshipped by sword cultivators all over the world. The Divine Sword Palace was renamed the Cang Sword Palace, and it can even be said to be the first palace master of the Cang Sword Palace."

Li Qingshan shook his head slightly, the name changed was really unpleasant.

"The Cangjian Peak also appeared at that time?" Gu Yanying thought.

"Yes, many famous swords appeared in that generation, thus laying the foundation of the Tibetan Sword Palace."

"You mean that Sikong Zang Sword colluded with the Demon Realm and planted demon seeds in the sword on the Cang Sword Peak?" The unfury monk Dao.

"This is the biggest doubt. The Sikong Palace Master had already ascended, and many of the swords on the Cangjian Peak were collected later. For example, the sword I originally entered the Cangjian Palace two thousand and seven hundred years ago. Who planted the demon seed in the sword?"

"Maybe it was the palace lords of the Cangjian Palace who had already begun to collude with the Demon Realm." Fearless Monk Taoist.

The Unang Monk denied: "Impossible! They themselves have not completely transformed into demonic people, and they do not even have a trace of demonic energy. They cannot condense into demonic seeds. Moreover, the demonic nature contained in the demonic seeds is extremely pure, and it is not something that ordinary demon kings can do. It is mostly the demon emperor and demon emperor in the demon realm take action."

Gu Yanying said, "But then you have to open the demon cave and send the sword over. But not to mention how much it will cost to open the demon cave once, is it worth it? Two thousand and seven hundred years ago, Daxia had already established the country and cast nine tripods. Opening the demon cave will definitely not hide the Qingzhou tripod by His Majesty the King of Chu."

"I haven't thought about these things. But as a sword cultivator, I know how difficult it is to move in the sword cultivator's natal sword. Moreover, the demon species is just a condensation of demonic thoughts and cannot exist all the time. Each sword is pulled out from the Cangjian Peak and returned there."

"By the way, Yanying, is the guy we met the one Zangjian Peak?" Li Qingshan recalled the hateful voice in the Fengshui Pavilion.
Chapter completed!