Vol 11 Chapter 61: old man from the bible

A man in white, holding a banner, stepped on auspicious clouds and descended from the sky, and bowed his hands to Li Qingshan from afar.
"Bro!?"
Li Qingshan touched his chin—if he still had one—and found the title very interesting and meaningful.
The azure light was condensed, and it was a simple and simple sword of Shenhua introverted. The blood of the Chaos Evil God splattered all over the sky, and it could not be defiled in the slightest.
If it was normal, Li Qingshan would have already rushed up to hold the sword first, but now he did not move, because he noticed that once the tentacles of the Chaos Evil God were cut off, they immediately withered and fell to the ground, destroying all vitality.
It is impossible for any immortal to have such a means, the visitor is a true immortal!
The Chaos Evil God was severely injured, not only did not shrink in fear, but instead let out a frantic howl, and countless granulation sprouts were born from the broken tentacles, and the body wriggled more and more violently, trying to squeeze the whole body into the devil's cave.
Li Qingshan immediately closed the demon cave and sent it back to the Chaos Demon Realm. Ordinary evil gods will most likely be killed on the spot by this sword, but it was only severely injured, such a capable thug, he wants to use it a few more times!
So he also bowed his hands to the true immortal: "With the means of my brother, why should I forgive me?"
"Brother!"
The man in white smiled slightly, as if he was satisfied with the title, stroked his three long beards, and was about to speak, but Chao Tianjiao rushed forward and grabbed his sleeve: "Master, why did you come here, you bastard? Destroy the city of Vientiane!"
Li Qingshan thought to himself: "Sure enough, this man in white is the legendary old man in the book of heaven."
In the ruined ancestral temple of the Vientiane sect, there used to hang the portraits of the supreme sect master and the two sect masters. After Li Qingshan became a senior brother, he also visited it once. In the painting is a drunken-eyed old man taking a nap with a stone, and two boys standing around, one holding a sword and the other holding a pen.
Li Qingshan recalls it now. At that time, the old man in the painting seemed to glance at him, but he didn't pay attention at that time, and he can't be sure now.
Although the man in white in front of him looks much younger, his clothes and demeanor are the same as in the painting.
True immortals have boundless mana, and their longevity is equal to that of the heavens.
The only thing Li Qingshan didn't understand was: Why didn't that sword cut himself?
"Don't talk nonsense, disciple, although this little brother is indeed a bit of a jerk, he is not a kid, but a VIP of the Emperor of Heaven." The old man in Tianshu looked solemn and pulled back his sleeves.
"Heavenly Emperor! VIP!?"
Even if he is above the nine heavens, to Chao Tianjiao, the emperor is still as far away as the sky, but he has only seen it once. Unexpectedly, the man who was riding under her body would one day have a relationship with the Heavenly Emperor.
Her show eyes widened: "Master, are you old and confused, how could the Emperor of Heaven care about such a person, this kid not only became a demon, but also became the master of the demon..."
When he saw the opportunity to laugh at Chao Tianjiao, Li Qingshan immediately grew his head out and laughed: "Tianjiao, haven't you heard a saying - to be an official, kill and set fire to be punished!"
He expected this, but the man in the bear skin gave him the legendary Xuanyuan Sword himself, and said that he would reward him with all the land under the sky. Kill him, a traitor of the Shennong clan.
However, he also had doubts about this: Why didn't the man cut himself with one sword?
Chao Tianjiao was suddenly sullen. This matter involves the Emperor of Heaven. Li Qingshan, the leader of the thief, can talk nonsense, but as a general of the Tiangong, she can't talk nonsense. She can only stare at Li Qingshan fiercely, but her mood is a little complicated.
If he is valued by the emperor of heaven and becomes the righteous of the heavenly palace, if he sees him in the future, wouldn't he want to salute him.
However, if she had a choice, she was unwilling to be his enemy.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Lingzun Guihai's body as huge as a mountain suddenly disappeared, the earth collapsed and collapsed in an instant, and hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rocks fell into the sea one after another, causing huge waves.
A figure flew into the sky and flew to the old man in the sky: "Master, you're back! Alas, it's all my fault, I shouldn't accept this villain, your city...my book..."
Guihai Lingzun still has a half-deep look, it is like a child who has been in a big disaster and has been wronged finally looking forward to his own adults. He is ashamed and sad, and his voice is choked and tears are falling.
The old man from Tianshu glanced at Li Qingshan, his eyes bright as electricity. The coercion revealed at that moment made the world darken, and the monstrous waves were suppressed.
Li Qingshan silently looked away, pretending that nothing happened. He is not afraid of the power of the true immortals, but he just feels that he is unreasonable.
The old man of Tianshu stroked Guihai Lingzun's head and sighed: "Children, don't cry, don't cry, God's will is unpredictable, how can you do your best to predict? Vientiane City should have this disaster, as for your book..." He With a slight smile, there was a bit of slyness in his eyes: "What do you think this is?"
He took out a scroll from his sleeve and unfolded it, on which a tower of books was drawn.
Li Qingshan stared at the painting, of course it was not just a painting, but a world of its own, and the Tianshulou in it was real; it was not just a Tianshulou, looking in through the window, one of the The bookshelves are neatly arranged, and countless books are stacked in them. The sun was shining brightly in the building, and the dust was floating, like a calm and ordinary morning.
It is not so much a perfect replica of the Tianshulou, but more like the old man of the Tianshu used some kind of magic to preserve and paint the Tianshulou at a certain moment in the long river of time.
"This is the method of a true fairy!"
This reminded Li Qingshan of the handwriting of the painters in the Hundred Schools of Classics, but he didn't know how many times it was so ingenious. Perhaps only the Five Great Immortals who drew the Dragon King of the Mohai Sea could match it.
Li Qingshan's heart moved, wait, the Five Absolute Immortals...
He has become a god, and his "spiritual tortoise transformation" has become a big success. He is very clear about the fate in the dark, and he has one mind and has a sense of it. At this moment, he seemed to feel the trembling of the thread of destiny.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, the old man in the book looked at him meaningfully if he felt something: "Please wait a moment, little brother, I'll deal with some internal affairs, and pass my master~EbookFREE.me~ Talk to you again."
It turned out that Li Liehuo was about to die after a while.
Li Qingshan nodded and said no more.
He clearly felt that although the Vientiane Sect had vanished into nothing, the Supreme Sect Master had become the master of this world, and he had arranged everything naturally, while he was just a villain. No matter how modest and courteous the master is, no one can steal his limelight.
Even if the deity is here, he is not confident that he can defeat it.
"How many such enemies are there in the sky!"
The tiger in my heart bowed its head and pondered.
The old man of the book looked in his eyes and sighed inwardly: "Hey, as expected of the person who was selected, everyone is amazing! Haha, I almost forgot, didn't he also choose our majesty?"
Of course, such words can never be spoken, and it is better to forget them.