Vol 10 Chapter 45: 1 light monk

"You are Li Qingshan!"
The monks were shocked. Although he had heard his name long ago, he thought that his strength was so strong. The killing of the devil would be like a dog. He came over and thanked him.レm♠思♥路♣客レ
"Senior brother, is the master asking you to save us?" asked a lot.
"Just just by the way, I have to go to the eighth floor, I will take a step." Li Qingshan turned and left.
"The eighth floor! Do you know how many devils there are?" the monks asked.
"If you go and see, you won't know!" Li Qingshan laughed.
"A light brother is only a trial on the seventh floor! You dare to marry the eighth floor, don't you die?"
"Which one is a light brother?"
"You haven't even heard of a light brother, but he is the strongest disciple of our Tianlong Temple...probably!"
The monk looked at Li Qingshan and his words became somewhat uncertain. His reputation was no bigger and he couldn’t compare the impact he saw with his own eyes.
Li Qingshan thought, this group of monks in the town of the magic hall experience time is not afraid, have not heard of Xiao An and his own affairs, but that one light brother, in the forties, spent the second day of robbery, in Tianlong Temple Among the disciples are the best.
"I don't know what it means?"
"I want to be natural and talented, but after all, I am still young. I have only spent a day of robbing. I have not condensed my relics. It is not enough to be compared with a light brother!"
A monk next to him said: "If you are a younger brother, you can really break the life and death, and after two days of robbery, condense the relics, it will be amazing!"
Another monk shook his head: "It is so simple to condense the relics. Besides, the light brothers have been repairing the "Big Guangming Jing" for many years, and there are Buddha treasures in hand. It is the strongest of the younger generation of disciples. Qingzhou is famous, and even if the younger brother is condensed with relics, it is not his opponent!"
"Maybe you will soon see the one-light brother, huh, huh, swear by the rosary! Don't be stingy, the brother can still take advantage of you, and return it to you when you come back!"
Li Qingshan reached out in the rosary of the neck of the scorpion, and placed a sè, which was placed in the stalk of the rebellious sword, and it merged into it.
"Brother, you must come back!"
In the call of worry and resentment, Li Qingshan stalked and went to the seventh floor of the town's magic hall. With the attitude of the devil, without much effort, he rushed to the seventh floor, never on the way. Seeing the so-called one-light brother, they are not in the heart, pushing the door to the gold.
The dazzling light between the door seams collided with Li Qingshan's bodyguard magic.
The door of the sheet metal was completely opened. A monk was sitting in front of the statue of the town. He looked ugly, his nose fell, his lips turned up, his ears were in the wind, and he looked at his appearance. Li Qingshan was not surprised at why he would be a monk.
But his pair of scorpions is a crystal light, the whole person is like a burning fire, bright and dazzling, enough to make people ignore their looks.
The monk’s hands are together, and there is an oil lamp on the left knee. Compared with the light from his body, it’s just a smashing lamp like a bean, but it’s a little light, but it’s the only light that shines in the dark forever. Endless light makes it hard to ignore.
Around the statue of the town, the magic is scattered all over the place, but there is no piece of corpse, a little blood!
"Amitabha, send you to the West Bliss!"
The monk's hands are pushed forward, enough to smash the blazing light of the human eye, and fill the entire temple. The power contained in it is omnipresent and pervasive.
Li Qingshan knows where the bodies of the demons have gone, and has also aroused the triumph of the heart, but also look at what this "one lamp brother" has.
The newly-recognized rebellious sword and a sword are swung out, and the sword is screaming and screaming. A dark sword mark will be divided into two, which is a direct light to the monk.
A light monk is lightly "squeaky", the strength of the other side is strong, and some of them are beyond his expectations. Such a fierce and savvy sword is only seen in the best disciples and even elders of the Tibetan Sword Palace.
He stretched out his index finger and gently tapped on the oil lamp. He took time out and flew out of the line of fire, intercepting Li Qingshan’s sword and attacking it.
"interesting!"
Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and the rebellious sword pointed at a light and danced gently.
It seems that there are thousands of arms, each holding a rebel sword, and the layers of Jianguang are constantly stacked, like a thick wall, pushing the past to a light monk!
The line of fire looks so weak. It seems that as long as there is a strong wind, it can be blown out, but the hard-moving wall that crosses the swordsmanship is reflected in the eyes of Li Qingshan.
But it is also the end of the strong, was cut off by a sword.
A light monk was shining all over the body, blocking the screaming swordsmanship, shaking his body, standing up, his eyes were not only surprised, but also a deep fear.
"This magical handsome is amazing, the magic weapon is also in hand, this will be a hard fight!"
"Dare to ask, but a light brother? Under Li Qingshan."
The curved face was opened, and Li Qingshan took up the rebellious sword and performed a ceremony.
"You are Li Qingshan? A disciple of the master of no anger? What evidence do you have?"
A monk with a light glimpse, but did not relax jǐng惕, he tried many times in the town hall, and the murderous deception of the demons is very deep, many demons know some illusion charm, sè is the most common The means, as well as being an old child, to gain sympathy, or to express a lost way, willing to convert to my Buddha.
But as long as there is an opportunity, they will be shot out. There are quite a few disciples who have tried to die, that is, they die under this kind of ghost trick.
In his memory, Li Qingshan is a young man of 20 or 30 years old. How could he have such a strong strength, and he is convinced that this person will be a devil's pretending!
"If you don't believe it, let it go! I will go to the eighth floor."
Li Qingshan strode toward the statue of the town.
"Stand up, if you go further, I will shoot!" A monk shouted, and suddenly the oil lamp in his hand was thrown up, falling on the top of his head, his robes swaying, his skin shining, turning into a "Light man."
Li Qingshan snorted and laughed out loudly. The bright bald head was covered with an oil lamp and put on a "one person in one" posture. It seemed funny to see how it looked.
A monk of a lamp has been practicing for many years, and he will not be moved by the ridicule of the enemy. He will be swayed by the light, and will be more dazzling and dazzling. The war is ready to go.
"Okay, okay, this thing may be used as evidence!"
Li Qingshan thought for a moment, took out a rosary and threw it at a monk.
A lamp monk took the rosary very carefully and looked at it. Although this rosary is not a powerful magic weapon, it has a heritage. Some monks in the Tianlong Temple have recognized their identity, and there is still no roar. The atmosphere left behind is hard to make a fake.
Raised his head and said: "You really are the Li Qingshan of the big troubled theater! What is the red eagle commander of the government?"
"Qinghe House, I can go now!"
A monk converges on the whole body and throws the rosary back. It recognizes the identity of Li Qingshan, and some unbelievable words: "You have already passed the second day of robbing?"
"Yeah, it was not long ago."
"You are less than thirty years old!"
"Almost a little!"
A light monk is still amazed. "The younger brother is a talented wizard. He is valued by the master of the anger and is accepted as a big disciple. When you come back this time, you want to meet the master of no anger, ready to cut out?"
"There is no such plan for the time being."
The two talked a few words before the statue of the town, and Li Qingshan felt that the monk of this lamp was quite a bit ignorant, and he taught him bluntly and persuaded him to get out of the dust and shame. After being rejected by Li Qingshan’s rumors, he sighed and shook his head, and he hated iron and did not become a steel.
Li Qingshan smiled, but he was not angry. He was a monk with a light, no arrogance of the "masters" that he had seen in the past, and he was advised to be a simpler than a fearless person when he was a monk. A good thing, why don't you understand it? Brother, I have been a monk for decades, will you lie to you?"
After learning that Xiao An had already passed the second day of robbery, a light monk flashed, and his heart also had some waves.
After Xiao An officially entered the Tianlong Temple, every disciple felt the pressure, and the pressure he felt was extraordinarily large. He has no father and no mother. He grew up in Tianlong Temple, and he is one of the heirs of the abbot. He is concerned by the spiritual talents of the ordinary people.
Xiao An has taken away a lot of his glory, whether it is the Buddha, or the argument, he is far from the opponent of this small child of his decades, let alone graceful appearance. Originally, it still occupies an advantage in repairing the realm. Now even this unique advantage no longer exists, and it can’t help but be lost, but it immediately starts to fight.
"The brothers are here for a while, I will go back!"
"Wait, the younger brother, the eighth layer of the town's magic hall is very dangerous. There are many powerful and devilish devils. The masters of the anger have told me that they must not go to the eighth floor. I advise you to stop here!

Li Qingshan is going to the eighth floor ~EbookFREE.me~ and was stopped by a light monk, and he tried hard.
"I entered the town hall this time, just to go to the eighth floor to learn the eighth "town magic map", my master also promised."
A monk in the light has some guilty conscience. "The master of no anger does not let me go to the eighth floor, but let him be the eighth floor. Do you think that my strength is not as good as him? But he has just passed the second day of robbing. Too small to me."
Think of a possibility: "But the younger brother, but pretend to be a devil, mixed in front of the town statue?"
"Of course not. Naturally, we must kill all the way to show that the prestige of our Tianlong Temple is not!"
Li Qingshan laughed and bounced the demon sword. He never worried about fighting too much. In order to practice the tiger magic, he must seize all the fighting opportunities.
"In that case, I will go with you, let us join hands and grasp a little more!" A light monk is high-spirited.
In an instant, Li Qingshan was in a cold, feeling in the midst of it, the road ahead was hidden!