Li Qingshan took a deep breath: "White Bone Bodhisattva, it's a demonic path again!" Although he still didn't know how high the Buddhist monk who was about to attain the position of Bodhisattva was, he also knew that this was probably a magical power far beyond his imagination.
Li Qingshan said with a solemn face: "I'm afraid this magical power is not easy to cultivate!" "
Qing Niu said: "Yes, this kind of supernatural power implements the creation of life and death, not only requires the cultivator's soul qualifications to be excellent, but also to take the blood of the living beings when they are about to die for sacrifice, endure the burning of blood and qi, to obtain a large amount of essence, but now it is only filled with animal blood, the best sacrifice is of course human blood, especially those who practice martial arts with strong blood." "
Li Qingshan's heart trembled, no matter who heard this method of cultivation, he could only think of evil methods and demonic paths, and no matter what legends and stories he used to stuff human lives to practice, one of them was counted as one, they were all villains, and they would not die well in the end.
I couldn't help but ask: "Why practice this? "
Xiao An's face turned pale with fright, and his wisdom gradually opened, and he also knew that this was an extremely evil demonic path.
Qing Niu said: "Of course to help you, hey, is this the upper mind of controlling ghosts?" "
Li Qingshan was shocked, he couldn't say a word of reproach anymore, he lowered his head and only smiled bitterly, "It seems that we have all followed the wrong master, and we are destined to go to the dark on this magic path." "
Xiao An then calmed down and smiled shyly.
A sika deer flew through the forest, avoiding the shadowy wind, but was finally cut off by a hunting knife, and the blood splatter was caught by the porcelain altar before it could land.
Sitting cross-legged, like an old monk sitting still, there is a mysterious feeling of sacredness and evil, if there is a high monk here, maybe he can comprehend the Buddhist truth of the alternation of withering and prosperity, life and death.
Li Qingshan could only watch Xiao An attach to the white bones, refining blood and qi, and the blood qi rose like blood flames, Xiao An frowned, his soul trembled, and he was enduring great pain.
The magic path is mostly a shortcut, but the shortcut is also a dangerous road, and you need to pay a great price and take a lot of risks. The pain of burning the soul with blood is better than being burned by fire, and it is really not practiced by ordinary people to maintain sanity and cultivate supernatural powers with great perseverance.
Li Qingshan clenched his fists, only to feel that there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, the scorching heat was unbearable, Xiao An's pain beside the goddess was probably less than one percent at the moment, and he stretched out his hand to stop it.
Qingniu said: "This is not only for you, you have what you want to do, what you want to fulfill, and so is him, this is his freedom." "
"His wish?"
"Yes, his wish is to help you." Qingniu couldn't help but laugh at what he said, but when he saw that Li Qingshan had no smile, he restrained his smile, "Do you know? When I promised this little ghost, he didn't know how happy he was, and he was very happy now, as long as he could open my heart, no matter what he did, he would have no regrets, didn't you say that? "
After a long time, the blood and qi were completely refined and integrated into the white bones, and a faint layer of crimson was attached to the white bones.
Li Qingshan took out the ginseng, and then took out a drop of ginseng liquid and dripped it into Xiao An's eyebrows, Xiao An closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Li Qingshan turned around and jumped into the cold pool water again, only in this way could he calm his heart.
The days passed suddenly, 100,000 mountains were all wrapped in silver, Li Qingshan went into the water to practice every day, and almost every day he had to get an injury before coming up, if it weren't for his physique being extraordinary, coupled with the spiritual wine being nourished from time to time, his body would have collapsed long ago.
Xiao An continued to hunt wild beasts, at first only using the blood of small vegetarian animals such as hares and yellow sheep to practice, and later with carnivores with heavy blood such as tigers and leopards.
The two of them seemed to be competing, desperately practicing their magical powers, and the taste of the spirit wine brewed by the spiritual ginseng became lighter and weaker.
Until a month later, the waterfall was still roaring, the whirlpool in the pool water was still spinning, and a figure was faintly visible in the large whirlpool in the center, dancing in the water.
Against the boundless torrent, as if facing countless opponents, Li Qingshan carried the "Bull Demon Power Fist" in the water, one move at a time, just like on the shore, without losing shape at all, but full of condensation.
The bull demon stepped on his hooves to stabilize his body, the bull demon refined his skin to resist the torrent, and the bull demon's top horn hit the whirlpool.
True qi also rotated like a whirlpool, forming a small cyclone, and the true qi flowed to the limbs and bones, faster and faster.
The water in the pool was turbulent, ten times more turbulent than usual.
Li Qingshan punched out.
"Boom" exploded in the water like muffled thunder, and a terrifying breath came out of the water, startling countless birds and beasts.
Xiao Anxin jumped, as if some terrible beast had been released, far better than jackals, tigers and leopards, he stared at the water closely, the water surface calmed down, and the spinning whirlpool disappeared.
A smile appeared in Qingniu's eyes.
A tall figure jumped out of the deep pool and landed on the rock, Li Qingshan's bronze body was as strong as a cow, like a rock carved, and every muscle was full of explosive power.
He slammed his fist on the rock under his feet, and with a loud "bang", it didn't look like flesh and blood hitting the stone, but like a stone hitting a stone.
After a moment of calm, "Click! The giant rock that had been polished by the pool water for countless years cracked one after another, and finally shattered.
Before the rock shattered, Li Qingshan had already jumped onto the edge of the pool, looked at his hands, and muttered, "This is the power of a cow?" He felt that he seemed to have infinite power in his body, and his whole body seemed to be reborn, if he met a third-rate master like the third master again, he could pinch him to death with just one hand, but he didn't want to hurt himself by a hair.
Qingniu said: "You are finally getting started." "
Li Qingshan picked up the stone splitting bow, and the bow was like the moon, the originally hard iron tire bow was now as soft as an ordinary wooden bow.
"Collapse" Li Qingshan plucked the bowstring again and again, and actually used a bow of three stones to use a series of arrows, this series of shots, the bowstring exploded, and the sound of bouncing seemed to cut the air apart.
Li Qingshan felt that he still had some strength, and he kept roaring, and he opened a bow up and down, left and right, and in all directions.
Power, a steady stream of power, as if as long as you want to, you can do everything and defeat all enemies, this is the feeling of supernatural power, and it does not belong to any martial arts in the mortal world.
Xiao An watched from the sidelines, infinitely worshiping.
"Xiao An, it's time to get out of the mountain!" Li Qingshan lifted the porcelain altar and walked out of the mountain, not to Heifeng Village, but to Qingyang City.
The sound of the waterfall faded away, and the pool water surged again, and the whirlpool rotated again.
The three big characters "Qingyang City" were engraved on the high city gate, and Li Qingshan looked up for a while, this city he had heard of since he was a child, but today was the first time he came.