Legend of the Great Sage

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

"Well, even though I only changed one word, it made the whole magical power look much more grand. I'm really a naming wizard!"

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

It turns out that although Li Qingshan laid the "head" for the Great Buddha Mountain, the violent earthquake caused the collapse of countless buildings. Compared with this, the several halls he flattened were nothing.

The unfolding "earth force field" caused all the ruins and debris to fly up. There were hundreds of monks dancing and floating in the air, exclaiming in surprise.

"No need to thank me, it's just a matter of convenience!" Li Qingshan waved his hand magnanimously.

"Qingshan, collect your magical powers quickly!" the Angry Monk shouted.

"Oh?" Li Qingshan then noticed the "dust" flying around him. He could really feel the so-called "all living things are like ants". The power gap between these monks who had not even survived the catastrophe was even greater than that between ants and ants. The gap between people is even greater.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention." So he collected his innate magical power.

"Ah!" Amidst the screams, hundreds of monks suddenly fell, feeling 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 flick of his hand, a gust of wind flew out, turning one into a hundred, and lifted up all the monks.

But before the monks could breathe a sigh of relief, countless debris hit them hard on their heads.

Li Qingshan opened the wings of the God of Wind, which spanned a thousand feet away. With a slight flutter, the debris in the sky was blown away by the strong wind.

"Okay. Now I save you the trouble of cleaning up, you should be satisfied!"

The fearless monk saw that the Tianlong Temple, which was lined with many temples, had become bare, with only a dozen buildings guarded by magic circles standing there alone. It was very desolate. He was shaking with anger, but he was helpless. This demon is no longer something they can punish.

He didn't want to say a word to Li Qingshan anymore, so he simply turned his head and looked at the lost "Buddha's Head", but it couldn't bring him the slightest comfort. It was more like a monument for demons to show off their power, and a pillar of shame for Tianlong Temple. I wish I could never move it away. But moving mountains is not that simple, and there is also the suspicion of destroying Buddha statues.

The top priority now is to rebuild Tianlong Temple. This matter can only be discussed in the future.

"Forget it, send Buddha to the West."

Li Qingshan, who couldn't stop doing good deeds, hummed a tune happily and stretched out his big hands to pinch the top of the mountain. After a while, a face gradually appeared. But the distorted facial features are more like blaspheming the gods and Buddhas. This was not intentional on his part, he had already worked very hard. After it was finished, he felt it was a little weird, so he reshaped it several times, but it was always not very successful. He can think openly, at least it should be better than before! The former Buddha Mountain was just a silhouette. However, he did not realize that Tianlong Chanyuan did not intend to turn the Great Buddha Mountain into a Buddha statue. Otherwise, building the Mahavira Hall on the top of the mountain and having countless monks walking around would not be a blasphemy to the gods and Buddhas.

"Amitabha!" Li Qingshan clasped his hands together and bowed to the strange-looking Buddha Mountain. But the nature is more like a child playing with urine and making a grave, and then crying in front of it.

The fearless monk closed his eyes, he no longer had the energy to be angry.

The Angry Monk smiled and shook his head. He has always been informal and knows that Li Qingshan has no ill intentions. He is proud of having saved Tianlong Temple, so he has a good heart. Demons will not be proud of doing good deeds. Although this bow is almost a joke, it is not necessarily the first step in worshiping the Buddha.

After he moved Hua Chengzan to the Great Buddha Mountain, he asked two other monk kings to help with treatment.

The two monk kings hated Wu and Wu, and neither of them wanted to take action. One excused himself and said he wanted to heal the monks, and the other refused directly.

The Angry Monk said sternly: "This is related to the invasion of the Demon Realm. This is not the time to act on impulse!"

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

Hua Chengzan's whole body was shrouded in light golden Buddha's light. Buddhist skills are good at healing wounds. After a while, he woke up leisurely. He looked around in a daze and saw only a few bald heads. He was surprised in his heart: "Why am I here again?" Have you returned to Tianlong Zen Monastery?"

"Chengzan, you're awake!" Li Qingshan returned to his human form, rushed forward, and helped Hua Chengzan up.

"Qingshan, you're okay, that's great." Hua Chengzan showed a weak smile and asked: "This is... Big Buddha Mountain?"

"Yes, several masters have understood the conspiracy of Hidden Sword Palace, understood that it was me who saved Tianlong Temple, and have turned their hostility into friendship with me." Li Qingshan said quite proudly.

The fearless monk's eyes twitched, but he did not utter a word to refute.

"Really? That's great!" Hua Chengzan observed his words and knew that the matter was not as simple as Li Qingshan said, but he did not tell the truth and said in surprise: "You saved Tianlong Temple?"

"yes!"

"Fellow Daoist Hua, you have been in the Hidden Sword Palace for many years, do you know the details of the collusion between the Hidden Sword Palace and the Demon Realm?" asked the Buanguo Monk.

"The Hidden Sword Palace is in collusion with the Demon Realm? Oh, so that's it. Their trip is probably for the Demon Suppression Palace!" Hua Chengzan was stunned for a moment, then guessed the reason, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Master Bu Nu, this This kind of secret is not something that an ordinary elder like me has access to. It was only after I passed through the second heavenly tribulation that evil thoughts gradually appeared in my heart and couldn't go away, and I realized that there was something wrong with the sword. Qingshan, you force me to make a choice."

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

"Well, that's no wonder." The Buanguo monk was a little disappointed, but it was also expected. This core secret must only be known to the great sword cultivator who has survived three heavenly tribulations, but at that stage of cultivation, I'm afraid it's already Completely fallen into the devil's path, there is no turning back.

"However, the root of all problems may be in the Hidden Sword Peak." Hua Chengzan changed the topic.

"Hidden Sword Peak! How do you say this?"

The Angry Monk hurriedly asked. He guessed that the Hidden Sword Palace was bewitched by the Demon Realm. He even suspected that there was a demon cave in the Hidden Sword Palace, specifically used to communicate with the Demon Realm. However, he never doubted the Hidden Sword Peak. After all, it was just a mountain peak. That’s all. Has existed for thousands of years.

"I have checked the historical records of Hidden Sword Palace. It was not called Hidden Sword Palace at first, nor was it so powerful. It was only after the inheritance of the seventh generation palace master Sikong Hidden Sword that it began to rise..."

The fearless monk interjected: "This is not a secret. Sikong Zangjian was known as the 'One Sword of Kyushu' back then, and it is still worshiped by sword cultivators all over the world. The Shenjian Palace was renamed the Hidden Sword Palace. It can even be said to be the Hidden Sword Palace. The first generation palace master."

Li Qingshan shook his head slightly, this name change was really tasteless.

"Hidden Sword Peak also appeared at that time?" Gu Yanying thought thoughtfully.

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

"Are you saying that Sikong Zangjian colluded with the Demon Realm and planted demonic seeds in the swords on the Hidden Sword Peak?" said the Buanguo Monk.

"This is the biggest doubt. The Lord of Sikong Palace has ascended long ago, and many of the swords on the Hidden Sword Peak were collected later. For example, my original sword entered Tibet 2,700 years ago. Sword Palace, who planted the demonic seed in the sword?"

"Perhaps it is the previous palace masters of the Hidden Sword Palace, if they have already started colluding with the Demon Realm." The fearless monk said.

The Angry Monk denied: "Impossible! They themselves have not been completely transformed into demons, and they have not even a trace of demonic energy. They cannot be condensed into demon seeds. Moreover, the demonic nature contained in the demon seeds is extremely pure, and it is not something that ordinary demon kings can do. Yes, it was probably the Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm who took action."

Gu Yanying said: "But then we have to open the devil's cave and send the sword there. But let's not talk about how much it will cost to open the devil's cave once and whether it is worth it. Two thousand seven hundred years ago, Daxia had established the country and built the Nine Cauldrons. , opening the Demon Cave will definitely not be able to hide the Qingzhou Cauldron from His Majesty the King of Chu."

"I haven't thought about this. It's just that as a sword cultivator, I know how difficult it is to manipulate a sword cultivator's natal sword. Moreover, demon seeds are just the condensation of demonic thoughts, and they cannot always exist, and every sword The swords are always drawn from Hidden Sword Peak and returned there."

"By the way, Yan Ying, could it be that the guy we met is Hidden Sword Peak?" Li Qingshan recalled hearing that hateful voice in the Feng Shui Pavilion.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Hidden Sword Peak broke through the clouds and was suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, like an isolated island, just like it was thousands of years ago.

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