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Chapter two hundred and eighty eight seeds

The hero Li Qingshan is not a murderous demon king as the legendary one. Instead, he exposes a big conspiracy, kills the Five Poisons Sect Leader, and saves the people in the building.

Li Qingshan glanced at the inner city wall. It was empty and Zhang Yuntian was no longer there.

He turned around and waved his hand: "Let's go! Don't forget what happened today, how can you just look at the surface?"

The young heroes and young men in the building were as if they were amnesty and fled out of the building, but several people bowed to Li Qingshan to thank him.

A seed has been buried in the center of this martial arts world and will eventually take root and sprout, destroying the entire martial arts world.

"Amitabha, the world is in chaos!" Abbot Fuku sighed.

"What you donate is the exquisite Buddhist teachings and happiness in the next life. What I donate is the peerless martial arts and the power of the present. You might as well see who is more compassionate."

"Prince Xia, I can bring this Hu Tuner to his disciples, but the disciple acceptance ceremony will only be held in the Great Hall of Pudu Temple." Abbot Fuku lowered his eyes.

Li Qingshan blinked and smiled, "This is a good monk, but don't worry. This Xuanwu City is also a famous historical city. Since you are here, how can you not visit it? The master will take me to the inner city to have a good time to recover. Tomorrow, take me to the inner city to have a look."

That night, Li Qingshan stayed in Hu Xian'er's embroidery building and "teached" this vixen with inappropriate minds.

Yang Miaozhen visited quietly, trying to find the Qi Refining Skill. After a glance, she saw a child sitting outside the door. It was the child who often followed Li Qingshan, holding his cheeks boredly, wondering what he was thinking about.

Hu Ling'er squatted on the other side of the door, covering her ears with red faces and hands.

Yang Miaozhen also heard the sound from the room, and couldn't help but turn red and spat. When she thought that she would face such a fate, it would be difficult for a heart of Tao to remain calm, so she hurried back to the room.

Zhang Xuanfeng was waiting for her there: "Sister Yang, you are back. Let's go quickly while the devil is making trouble with the demon girl!"

"If we lose, how can we leave? If we leave, the prince will definitely take his anger at Xuanxu Temple and Shenfeng Sect."

Yang Miaozhen didn't really attach much importance to Xinnuo and the sect, but she was still thinking about the Qi Refining Dharma. And no matter what, the other party was always a practitioner, and no one could understand her feelings. It was like meeting an oasis in the desert, thus being able to confirm her own Tao.

"Forget it, if you don't leave, I won't want to do that with monkeys!" Zhang Xuanfeng walked out of the window and left with the wind.

"Monkey?" Yang Miaozhen couldn't help but smile. Thinking about it, he really looked like a monkey, but the other party's courage always made him forget his appearance.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Xuanfeng flew backwards again.

An old man stood outside the window and said in a deep voice: "Miss Zhang, if the prince hears these words, you will suffer from your hardship."

Zhang Xuanfeng was shocked and angry: "Senior Tie, why don't you look at Abbot Fuku, what are you doing here?"

"The prince said, the monk can't run away, he can't run away from the temple, I only let me look at you."

"You are accomplicing the tiger!" Although she is a master of the young generation, she is naturally not an opponent of Tiexiong, the old senior.

"You have to come and bet on your own, what do you have to do with me? Since I have entered the World Association, I should be loyal to my duties. This is also for the martial arts plan!"
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