MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 27 Ginseng is present

Li Qingshan took a deep breath: "Good fun!"

Huang Shouhu’s arms trembled. It was the result of a collision with Li Qingshan’s hand. He looked at Li Qingshan in the distance and looked eccentric: “How did you practice?” The speed of this progress is like a monster. same.

He originally valued Li Qingshan's mind and martial arts. He thought that he found a piece of jade in the stone pile. He wanted to polish it to see if he was qualified to take over the position of the headhunter. But in the end, he found that he had underestimated Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan thought for a moment: "I have recently been drinking ginseng soaked in ginseng, which is the prescription left by my master."

Huang Shouhu hesitated: "Can you show me?" The original rule of the rivers and lakes is not free to inquire about this, but he really wants to know how this is going on.

Li Qingshan said: "No problem!"

Huang Shouhu asked the prescription, Li Qingshan told the truth, Huang Shouhu nodded: "This prescription is really exquisite, but this medicine is too big, ginseng is used too much, can not drink too much, A handful is enough every day."

In addition, it is not much different from ordinary medicinal liquor. He also went to Li Qingshan's room and tasted it. The conclusion is also the same. He does not believe that just drinking ginseng soaked medicinal liquor will enable people to make progress so fast, and those who participate in Wangzhuang are not all peerless masters.

But if you ask again, it will be too inappropriate to be confused. He did not think about the reason of Li Qingshan's martial arts cultivation, because there is nothing remarkable in the outside world.

Li Qingshan certainly can't tell him that this medicinal liquor is all about bowls, and at least a few bowls a day go down. This time has already been drunk.

"Right, is my current martial arts a few streams?"

"I can barely get a third-rate." Huang Danghu still remembers that a few days ago, he would not be a problem for Li Qingshan to become a third-rate master. This blink of an eye will come true, just like a dream.

"Is it only a third-rate?" Li Qingshan was greedy.

Huang disease tiger licked his eyes, and the martial arts function can be called a master. The guy is still not satisfied, so it is not that his martial arts is "just a third-rate."

He is also a person who has been a headhunter for Lema Zhuang for many years. He is not willing to be weakened by this kid: "But I am not good at martial arts, but archery. If you talk about martial arts, it is better than us to participate in Wangzhuang. Only we dare to call Le Ma Zhuang, strong bow, even if it is a top-level master, I dare not scorn the front."

And for another reason, his illness is almost ridiculous, but although he is called a sick tiger, he is most afraid of a sick word, and will not take this as a reason anyway.

"Yes, I have been practicing the Lianzhujian recently. I have been able to shoot three arrows with Lianzhu. Unfortunately, the head is still a little worse. Please look for one or two." Li Qingshan personally saw the archery of Huang Xunhu, and naturally did not dare to despise.

Even the arrow can shoot three arrows! ? You only practiced a month of archery. Huang Dinghu only felt that there were too many blows today. He waved his hand: "You will go to the Tibetans tomorrow to give pointers! I will go home to have a reunion dinner."

I understand that this kid may really have the qualifications of the rivers and lakes. The headhunting thing is even more mentioning. If you have such a speed of progress, you will definitely not return to Le Mazhuang.

"Yeah, it's time for the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Li Qingshan looked up to the sky and the moon just rose. He didn't have a family member to reunite, but there was always a demon and a ghost around him. He could also eat a reunion dinner and prepare for it.

The grass prepared for the green cow, the wine and meat prepared for himself, and the incense paper money for Xiao An.

Everything is appropriate, but I don’t see Xiao’an’s trace: “Niu Ge, Xiao’an went there.”

"do not know!"

Li Qingshan muttered: "This little devil has recently played wild, not pestering me, it is a strange thing, we still wait for him!"

The moon is rising, and the white peak is silent.

Mingyue month sprinkled Qinghui from the clouds.

Several people with wrestling crouched in the dense grass and looked at the cliff at the highest point of Bai Laofeng, as if waiting for something.

"It took so much effort, so many people died, and the people of Le Mazhuang had a dead hatred, but even the hair of the ginseng did not see one. Now even the people of Le Mazhuang have retired and went to the family. Reunion, we still have to guard, what the owner’s head is thinking."

"What do you know, the ginseng is a spiritual thing, so shocked, it will naturally hide and not appear, but today is the full moon night, the spiritual ginseng will appear, adopting the moon, the owner has long been expected As long as you get the spiritual ginseng, the master's skill is greatly increased, and you are afraid of what Lema Zhuang, when you have settled the Le Mazhuang, grab their food finances, and play their women all over again, it is considered a revenge. ”

"Quiet, don't break the big thing of the owner!" Someone shouted at the voice.

The vocals immediately calmed down, leaving only the dead autumn worms singing low, and the moon rose to a high place.

A one-foot-tall villain suddenly emerged from the ground and hesitated to walk to the brightest cliff of the moonlight. Look carefully, what a villain, but a ginseng, just vaguely shaped In the night, it looks like a villain. It walks like a float, like floating.

The ambushing visitors in the grass suddenly held their breath, and did not dare to make a sound~www.novelbuddy.com~ such a magical grass, they have never seen a lifetime of ginseng.

The ginseng looked around and looked forward to it. It seemed that no one was there. It floated to the highest point of the cliff and settled down. The silk moon was wrapped around it.

"Hands!" Under the order, the entrants took the shot together, and the net fell from the sky and rushed to the ginseng.

The ginseng is immersed in the moon, and it is too late to react. It is netted and lifted off the ground. The net is made up of beef tendons, and it can't be broken if it struggles.

The four acquaintances were delighted and smiled, and they took a closer look.

"There are a lot of cliffs on the old white peaks, and they all ambush the people. This kind of ginseng has hit our hands. It is really helpless to me. I can always get some soup to drink, maybe I can mix them."

"I can't even eat the whole root, but I can still be a god!"

Several people laughed together, and the smile of a pilgrim suddenly froze, and a sharp tip of the sword emerged from his throat, and he struggled to look back.

The tip of the sword has shrunk back, and he fell to the ground when he fell on, and only a dark shadow was seen when he fell.

Other acquaintances reacted, roaring and pulling out the waist knife, going to the black shadow, the blade fluttered over their neck like a snake, and some blood spattered.

In an instant, the four pilgrimages were killed by the undead, but even a single move was too late to come.

"I didn't expect the rumors to be true. Hey, you mountain villagers, you can also enjoy such a spiritual thing." A young man dressed in luxurious, handsomely took back the long sword, and at the same time reached out to grab the spiritual ginseng, and the heart also endured Do not live with excitement, as long as you get this thing, it will help him greatly increase his skill.

But at this time, the difference became steep, and the falling ginseng suddenly slid out and let the man grab an empty space.