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"You're crossing the river and demolishing the bridge!" Li Qingshan said.

"What's the matter, I'm tired of it, get out of here!" Han Qiongzhi chewed the fruit of wisdom while brutally kicking Li Qingshan away, but his movements gradually became weak, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and the fruit of wisdom began to take effect.

"I'm so dizzy! I don't know what will happen. Han Qiongzhi smiled and sighed: "I don't want to see you again when I wake up, this is not the place where you should stay, let's go, let's go......" muttered like this, she finally closed her eyes and fell into Li Qingshan's arms.

Li Qingshan hugged her tightly with reluctance, and after a long time, he kissed her lightly on the forehead, patiently dressed her, sorted out the green silk, and put a set of formations, a few bottles of Dao Xing Dan, and a stack of purple talismans beside her, which were all trophies from the Sumeru ring of Jiqing.

After wandering around the cave for a few more times, he suddenly shook his head with a smile and said to himself, "I will come back, no matter how long I have been gone." ”

Then he stepped out of the cave and disappeared alone in the howling wind and snow.

"Well, I'll wait for you. ”

Han Qiongzhi closed his eyes and said in an undetectable voice.

......

Li Qingshan remembered that when he returned to Qingzhou this time, there was still one person he had never seen, and he heard Liu Changqing say that he had lived in seclusion for many years, so he crossed the wind and snow and came to a quiet mountain forest.

Unlike other places ravaged by locust plagues, the lake is still lush with vegetation and quiet water, and it looks exceptionally clean and beautiful in the heavy snow.

"Danqing, are you there?"

Li Qingshan called out loudly, but after a moment, the magic circle opened, revealing several elegant thatched huts, and a handsome man in Tsing Yi stood in front of the thatched huts, "Qingshan, you are back from Wuzhou!"

"You've survived the Second Tribulation!"

Li Qingshan was slightly surprised, in order to help him repair the "Three Absolute Books", Chu Danqing's original cultivation was to return to the realm of Qi Refiners, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for twenty or thirty years, and he not only cultivated to the fullest. It is also on a higher level, and the temperament is more and more elegant.

"You've survived three tribulations!"

Chu Danqing was even more surprised, after Li Qingshan tempered the demon heart, he no longer deliberately used the spirit turtle to suppress it, and the aura that naturally emanated was clearly the cultivation of the three heavenly tribulations.

"It seems that none of us wasted time. Li Qingshan said with a smile.

"I really don't know how you practice. It's incredible. Don't stand in the snow, come in and sit!"

"There's nothing to sit in the house, so it's better to go there and enjoy the snow. Li Qingshan pointed to the lakeside. There is a simple pavilion covered with thick thatch, which is a great place to enjoy the snow.

"Okay, I just have a jar of good wine, let's drink and enjoy the snow, and get drunk together!" Chu Danqing's interest was also very high.

The two sat down in the pavilion, Chu Danqing took out a scroll of paintings, shook his hands, and the scroll unfolded. One by one, the maids walked out of the painting, either holding the guqin or holding the fire, and in a blink of an eye, the pavilion was properly arranged.

A few cranes flew out of the painting and danced on the lake in the snow, naturally without the slightest artificiality. Perfectly integrated into the surrounding scenery, like a freehand landscape painting, and a few piano sounds, as if soaked in ice and snow cold springs, refreshing people's hearts. For a while, it was like a fairyland.

"Your painter's methods are so good that even I find it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. Li Qingshan couldn't tell the truth from the fakes of the people in these paintings at first glance, and sighed in his heart: "I haven't seen Chu Danqing's painting skills for many years, and they are becoming more and more exquisite." ”

"It's not as good as a novelist's turning fiction into reality, but looking at your cultivation, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with a novelist. Chu Danqing said modestly.

"The world is always unpredictable, by the way, the wine you want to invite will not also be drawn!"

"How could that be. Chu Danqing said and took out a blue and white porcelain altar and opened it.

A fragrance rushed out of the porcelain altar, diffusing in the cold air, but it was different from the ordinary aroma of wine, Li Qingshan looked into the altar, the black liquid rippled in it, and he suddenly realized, "This is ink? You don't want to invite me to drink ink!"

"This is Danqing wine, I usually don't want to drink it!" Chu Danqing said.

"This can't be brewed with your blood, right?" Li Qingshan remembered that Chu Danqing had a special bloodline, named "Blue Blood Danqing", and couldn't help but feel suspicious, he had already drunk a friend's blood and didn't want to drink a second one.

"I can't make such wine, come and taste it!" Chu Danqing instructed the beauties in the painting to pour wine, and when the wine was put into the bottle, the aroma became more and more intense, like ink instead of ink, like wine instead of wine.

Li Qingshan tried to taste it, his eyes lit up, the rich and peculiar taste spread in his mouth, where the wine flowed, where the flesh and blood seemed to be melted, not spicy but spicy, it contained an extremely pure aura, not just to satisfy the desire of the tongue.

He drank all the wine in the bottle, and his internal organs seemed to have become a mess, closed his eyes and tasted it for a while, refining this cup of wine, and then praised: "Good wine!"

"Well, I didn't lie to you!" Chu Danqing slowly tasted the wine.

"No wonder the speed of cultivation is so fast, where did you get this wine!" Li Qingshan said strangely, but this level of spiritual wine, even the great cultivators of the Three Heavenly Tribulations may not be able to drink it, and Chu Danqing said that it was not brewed by himself.

"My master gave it to me. Chu Danqing's face showed respect from the heart.

"Master Chu left it to you?" Li Qingshan said, but Master Chu was just a foundation building monk throughout his life.

"No, it's another master. ”

"You are apprenticed again, I don't know what kind of senior master you are!" Li Qingshan was a little surprised, Chu Danqing's feelings for Chu Shidao, he couldn't be clearer, and he would never turn to others as teachers.

"The master will probably come today, and we will know when we see each other. ”

"Then I want to see and see, come, cheers!" Li Qingshan pressed this curiosity, talked and laughed with Chu Danqing, and said all kinds of strange scenes in Wuzhou, Chu Danqing also showed a look of fascination, "In the future, I will definitely walk around and paint the beautiful scenery of Kyushu!"

"You've been here all these years?"

"Yes, the master asked me to focus on practicing and learning to paint, and even those old people from hundreds of scholastic monasteries can only meet once in a while, and take the paintings I painted to deal with the locust plague. ”

"Aren't there locusts to disturb you?" Li Qingshan asked, although this is an old forest in the deep mountains, it is not remote in the whole Qingzhou, and there is no trace of locust bites around.

"It's probably because the Flying Locust King hasn't taken care of it yet. ”

"It's a blessing for you to be able to avoid all kinds of strife and live here in seclusion!"

Li Qingshan said, suddenly felt in his heart, raised his eyes, and didn't know when, a figure appeared on the shore of the lake not far away, wearing a black robe, faintly revealing indigo, long hems, long sleeves, dragging on the white snow, like a wolf's unfinished pen on paper.

In the wind and snow, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that it was a slender man, holding an oil-paper umbrella as red as a maple leaf, walking slowly here.

"My master is here!" Chu Danqing got up to greet him.

In the blink of an eye, the man came to the pavilion, Li Qingshan looked carefully, the man's face was clear and elegant, the eye sockets were deep and the bridge of the nose was high, the thin lips were pursed, and the long thick ink-like hair was curly, scattered to the waist.

Li Qingshan inexplicably remembered the frustrated people and inkmen in the ancient poems, and there was a sense of depression, coming from the winter snow, but it was the entire late autumn season.

As for his specific cultivation, on the contrary, he will be ignored, and even if he wants to distinguish it, it is vague. Compared to the maids in the pavilion, he is more like a person in a painting.

Li Qingshan suddenly noticed that his eyes were blank and there was no pupil, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that he is a blind man?" No, with my eyesight, even a mosquito ten miles away can see clearly, how can I not see his face clearly because of the wind and snow!"

"Master, this is what I said about Li Qingshan. Chu Danqing introduced.

"Long admiration. The man gently shook off the snow on the umbrella, as if he was not surprised by Li Qingshan's cultivation, or he was too frustrated and tired, and became indifferent to everything in the world.

"Dare to ask the seniors for their names. Li Qingshan asked, feeling a little strange in his heart, how could he have a strange sense of familiarity when he had never met.

"Ink without a trace. The man bowed slightly, still cherishing words like gold.

"The surname Mo doesn't seem to be very common. ”

Li Qingshan still knew a little about the great monk of Qingzhou, he had never heard of this name, he was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered an opponent surnamed Mo, Mo Yu, the prince of the Qingzhou Demon Clan, and couldn't help but carefully examine the man in front of him, could it be ...... (To be continued)