Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five "Three Jue Shu" completed
Li Qingshan was shocked and quickly treated him, but he was afraid that this guy would go just to see him! After giving his last words, he left.
After a while, Chu Danqing finally woke up slowly and sighed: "Qingshan, you have caused me a lot of trouble. This blessing is too deep, and I can hardly bear it. I almost lost my life."
"Why did you suffer again? You have too much blessing? Didn't the repairs go smoothly before?" Li Qingshan couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is the masterpiece of the Five Awesome Immortals. It's not a simple piece together. If it weren't for the master's years of teaching, if it weren't for my blue blood painting, I wouldn't have any idea. Do you know how I lived in the past few years? The blood I used could fill a pond. But this is also a great blessing. It's amazing that I have seen what the real painting is. I really don't know whether to hate you or love you?"
Chu Danqing was depressed for a while, excited for a while, and finally looked at Li Qingshan with a sad face.
"If you have to choose the same thing, you should hate me!" Li Qingshan said very unbearably.
"Take it!" Chu Danqing reluctantly took out a scroll from the treasure bag, and handed it to Li Qingshan with his eyes closed.
Li Qingshan slowly unfolded the "Three Jue Book" with a three-foot long sword as dark as ink. The shape of the sword is just simple and grand, not particularly surprising, and there is no sword intent coming to his face. It is deep and restrained, without any clues, and he can't help but praise: "Good sword!"
Chu Danqing said: "Although it is called "Three Jue Shu", it is also divided into primary and secondary. It uses the method of calligraphy and painting to show the sword art. Now my sword art is small, not inferior to ordinary sword cultivators. Even when I go to the Tibetan Sword Palace, my inner disciples can do it."
Li Qingshan sat cross-legged, couldn't wait to sit cross-legged, refining the "Three Jue Books".
In an instant, the sword energy flowed backwards and the sword intent penetrated the mind.
In the sea of consciousness, the ink sword sometimes divides into tens of millions, forming a mysterious sword formation, and sometimes it merges into one, pointing to the sky and drawing the earth.
Li Qingshan was prepared for a long time and the spirit turtle suppressed it.
After the past few months of practice, he has reviewed all kinds of dreams, especially the experience of his life, although it is impossible to be as profound as he has experienced it for a lifetime, but he has also had some insights. The spiritual turtle is second only to the bull demon and tiger demon, and has also gained something. The breath becomes more and more peaceful and farther, but it is the weakest "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" with little gain.
There is no way. Li Qingshan's temperament is the most harmonious with the bull, demon, and the tiger, and the calm and endurance of the spirit turtle. However, he really doesn't catch a cold with the noble heart of the phoenix. What is "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness"? Why should he be bound by these many constraints in life? What is it that is not a sycamore tree, not a sweet spring, and sleeps when he is trapped in a weed. If he is thirsty, he can drink the Yellow River. Why do he care about so many things? His "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" has always been very slow, and even one or two levels are rarely dead. It is not just a matter of harmonizing water and fire.
Although the sword intent of "Three Jue Book" is strong, it is a masterless thing after all, and it will not be more powerful than the Nascent Soul of the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor. He will suppress it after much time.
As for sword energy, there is no need to mention it. After cultivating to the fifth level of Bull Demon, his body was very strong. He introduced the sword energy into the veins and then forced it out through the acupoints all over his body.
With a whoosh, Chu Danqing's face had a blood mark. He was startled and turned around and ran away. The sword energy behind him was full of sword energy. Now he only has the cultivation level of a Qi Refiner. He will be killed by any sword energy. If he spent several years to repair the "Sanjue Shu" and died under the sword energy of the Sanjue Shu, that would be unfair.
With a thud, he jumped into the lake.
Li Qingshan refined the "Three Jue Book" and came to the lakeside. Looking at Chu Danqing who was like a chicken falling from the ground, he smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Will I hurt you?"
"I'm afraid you can't control it when you refine it." Chu Danqing crawled out embarrassedly, suddenly remembered something, and his face changed.
When the breeze blew, the weeds around the hut drifted away with the wind. Then, the hut shattered silently.
"Li Qingshan! You compensate me!"
"How is it? Is it similar to before? Although I haven't worked for so many years, my skills are not unfamiliar!" Li Qingshan clapped his hands and looked at the newly built hut by the lake with satisfaction.
"It's different at all!" Chu Danqing's voice was almost wailing. Although the hut built by the savage king himself was considered to be regular, the original painting-like artistic conception was destroyed. There were also things in the hut, although they were not very precious, but they were all relics of Chu Shidao, and even Chu Danqing's childhood memories were turned into powder in the whistling sword energy.
"I have also spent a lot of effort. After this time, the Jindan monk has also killed several times. You nodded, okay, okay, I apologize to you. But people always have to look forward, let's see your injuries!"
Li Qingshan also brought spiritual energy and fed the tree sap. He spared no healing all kinds of magic pills, and finally stabilized Chu Danqing's injury. However, if he wanted to restore his original cultivation, he still needed to recuperate slowly, and it was difficult to make up for the lost life span.
"Danqing, thank you so hard in the past few years. I'll give you a cup!"
Under the bright moon, in front of the hut, Li Qingshan raised his glass with a smile. The power of "Three Jue Book" is even better than he imagined. The Five Jue Immortals' work is indeed extraordinary. In terms of destructive power, this may be the strongest magic weapon he has obtained in his life. And there is also a complete set of swordsmanship, which is stronger than the swordsmanship inherited in the Flying Dragon Sword.
"I have also received great benefits. I should thank you on the other hand, and I have also asked you to spend a lot of spiritual medicine!"
Chu Danqing's appearance has generally recovered, but his hair has turned gray and looks a lot more vicissitudes. He calmed down from the grief of the destruction of the hut, and felt that Li Qingshan's words were reasonable. Although he had nostalgia, it was just a dead thing in the end. Li Qingshan brought out many precious elixirs to cure his injuries, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
The two of them drank so hard that they were in the middle of the moon and talked about the tomb again. Chu Danqing only said that there was no need to worry, and it was not opened so quickly.
"When the tomb is opened, you will definitely get what you want!"
Although Li Qingshan was a little drunk, he felt that things might not be that simple. Chu Shidao asked him to help Chu Danqing with his help, probably not just to deal with those senior brothers and sisters.
Although the tomb is secretly circulated, it has a great influence. Chu Shidao's cultivation is not high, and it seems that he is not qualified to monopolize such a secret. Looking at the world, there are countless successors of painters who are stronger than him. Who doesn't want to go to the tomb to find out, that is a great blessing.
Chu Shidao has mastered this secret, and his betrayed disciples also know that he has mastered this secret, and he was able to die of death, which itself shows a lot.
After experiencing all kinds or higher cultivation, what Li Qingshan saw was even more profound. If it were just the heirs of some painters, it would be fine, but there was a hidden worry, that was the Dragon King of the Sea of Mo, who seemed to have a close connection with the Five Abyssal Immortals.
Chapter completed!