But seeing this "devout believer" in trouble, he gave a hand.
As soon as this was said, there was an inexplicable power, as if an old monk sang Brahma and poured a basin of clear spring from Tianmen, which immediately extinguished the anger of all.
Li Sansi also knew that he had made public anger and cast a grateful look at Chen Shaobai. After that, he quickly apologized and promised to be emotional and reasonable, which changed his rest time for an hour.
I don’t know whether I’m praying or practicing meditation when I see him kneeling and sitting facing the oriental bamboo forest.
The vast majority of people present are mortals who have not cultivated mana. Even if they have condensed mana, secular swordsmen are dwarfed in front of Chen Shaobai, and they can extinguish it if they want to blow their breath.
He didn’t attract covetousness and prying eyes when he did this.
After these Chen Shaobai, those who visit immortals with a bystander attitude usually sit on the spot and close their eyes to practice.
Li Sansi is a serious guy. He has to think twice about every stroke he draws, and then he will brew from painting to falling.
Before you know it, the night is as cool as water and the stars shine.
The waiter lit sesame oil lamps to illuminate his vision and help Li Sansi paint, but he was stopped by a well-dressed brother.
"How can the oil lamp spoil the fun when the portrait of the cold light is the main heat?"
Then he offered a night bead the size of a fist and set it in the copywriting. He accepted the soft crystal light of the stars all over the sky, and gradually gave off the Fiona Fang ten-foot area as if it were white.
"oh? Since Zhang seldom has this pleasure, I can’t flatter myself. "
Another aristocratic man’s face was slightly complacent and asked his followers to bring a bigger, more complete, purer and more brilliant night bead.
Everyone is rich, and the mountains are full of grandeur.
I don’t care about these secular people’s struggles for fame and wealth. Chen Shaobai is distracted. While watching Li Sansi’s paintings, he realizes the wonders of the mysterious Buddha.
In Yinshi, the first touch of Zi Xia was cast in the sunrise of Huxiao Mountain Forest.
And the Li Sansi picture scroll has finally been completed to be continued.
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Chapter two hundred Li Sansi for subscription
Chapter two hundred Li Sansi for subscription
Chapter two hundred Method of Li Sansi
A white shirt, a white robe and a silver sword are rolled around his waist, and his face is like a clear moon, a sword, eyebrows, stars, eyes, a right hand, a fiddle, a silent sound, and a glass of wine in his left hand.
Anyone who looks at it will admire a good true fairy!
Chen Shaobai silently watched Li Sansi finish the last finishing touch in the crowd, and he was a little complacent when he saw himself.
Practicing popularity, getting rid of impurities, most of them have good facial features and good looks. His body is a practice of law, body and soul. Now everyone can be called J Ο ng’s will or appearance.
This is also the reason why Ruguang’s arrogance was also false to Chen Shaobai’s resignation. Otherwise, a mere psychic realm monty Wang Xihua Ruguang would not pay attention to him even if he accepted it.
"It is said that mortals look at the table and the gods ask their hearts, but isn’t the strong in this quenching secret also looking at the appearance and strength before spying on the essence?"
Chen Shaobai felt a little faint in his heart, and completely eliminated the false perception in his heart.
"I was so embarrassed when I saw the bamboo fairy in my dream yesterday!" At the moment when Li Sansi finished painting, a thin boy was very excited to shine everywhere.
This immortal painting lasted too long, even if many believers and visitors were devout, they couldn’t help but be distracted. This person took the lead and many original members looked at the picture scroll intently.
"I also saw this appearance in a trance a week ago!" More and more people seconded it.
"I’ll flatter myself. Who knows if they just go with the flow?"
A resplendent, luxurious and spotless noble god Se is disdainful. Although she appreciates Li Sansi’s painting skills, she is still puzzled.
Young people are full of painstaking efforts and want to be the most eye-catching person, even if such attention is not a good thing.
"The old man also met the immortal. I wonder if King Xiang is still wondering?" A white-haired old man in a dark green gown slowly paced out of the crowd.
The original arrogant and extraordinary noble man shrank his head as consciously as he saw a cat and mouse when he saw the old man.
Then he realized that he was still in the limelight, so he hardened his neck and gave a complete set of junior gifts. Only then did he respectfully say, "Jiang Situ has a respected life, and it must be true if you say so."
Situ is not a person’s name, but an official title. In the Shang Dynasty, Si and Sima called the Third Division the most prestigious official position in the whole Shang Dynasty, with almost one person and ten thousand people.
And Xiang Wang must say more. He must be a brother today.
Xiang Wang Jiang Situ!
I should have stayed in Xuanzhou, but two men of the hour have traveled thousands of miles to come to this hinterland! Is this fairy charm really that powerful?
"Although I sincerely hope that the immortals can cast statues, but I am afraid that I will insult the immortals’ eyebrows by being single-handed, I hope that you will have the wealth to help the immortals cast 10,000 immortal golden bodies."
Li Sansi demonstrated to say such a thing.
The crowd fell into a short pause and seemed to be thinking about something. Some people’s doubts about Li Sansi people were sealed by his vicious oath of breaking off Sun Zi.
Are you kidding? Li Sansi, although there were many evils in the early years, he is not the kind of guy who loves his heirs and doesn’t say anything about the wind state. Even the whole business circle has heard about it, and some people doubt that it is to find fault with provocation.
"Bamboo hairpin brand doesn’t seem to be appropriate." Jiang Situ thought for a moment and made a valuable suggestion.
"What does Stuart think is good?" There is no lack of eyesight in the crowd. Seeing the old Stuart’s deliberate tone, someone immediately came to build a frame.
"If the immortal Qin Dao appears in a dream, if the dream Qin Xian Zun is like this?" Although Jiang Situ is interrogative, there is an unassailable taste in his words that makes people dare not refute.
However, Wang Xiang, who has just been refuted by him, is afraid to pull the contradiction with the old man because of political factors, but he can still say a few words of nonsense and make a joke. "What Jiang Situ said is reasonable, but the bamboo fairy is not called the wine sword fairy?"
"How can the dignity of the immortal treasure be so ruined? Never!" The old man unexpectedly insisted on giving no face.
"Why not?" King Xiang also played the role of wan ku and hardened his neck.
At that time, when people are surging, they have no status, status and wealth, and they can just watch the excitement. Only some famous great swordsmen, great poets, wealthy businessmen, or high-ranking officials dare to cut in and speak.
Even so, it’s very lively if the two sides don’t argue.
Chen Shaobai shook his head runnijīng j and ng chi xian pupil practice looked Li Sansi.
Seeing each other’s abdomen and abdomen in the chest, a mass of resentment lingers because Li Sansi is close to the swordsmen’s strength, and his blood is more vigorous than usual. Many of these grievances can’t affect his flat life, but the fact that Y and N soul Shaqi has merged with J and jīng flowers in the source will inevitably be affected by this Y and N evil breath, and it may be great to be born sick and die prematurely.
As far as Chen Shaobai’s perception is concerned, I’m afraid that in the early years, Li Sansi did too many grave-robbing activities and was haunted by ghosts for life.
"You help me achieve Shinto, and I will give you a Sun Mantang. How happy you are."
This period of time and experience made Chen Shaobai have a deeper understanding of causality, so he didn’t despise Li Sansi because of his extraordinary strength, and regarded the other side as a lower level.
The two sides are mutually beneficial. Zhong Shanyin is nothing more than that.
Li Sansi shook his head if he was struck by lightning and looked up blankly at the direction of Xiang Qiu Magic Mountain Bamboo Forest.
Chen Shaobai step by step out of the hidden in the sky shock mana heaven and earth sound.
"Huh!"
A scream in the mysterious Buddha’s work magically transformed an ofuda containing the word mana swastika into Li Sansi’s body to disperse the two Y and N qi in the lower abdomen and chest.
"There are three ways to cultivate immortality, one is to refine one’s physique, and the other is to make up the yang, climb the bow, step on the crossbow and rub the umbilicus, and make it burn Mao Da Ding into the red lead to refine the Qiu Shi spirit rǔ"
"Second, refining magic, taking a break from grain, keeping the valley quiet, participating in meditation, and abstaining from fasting or sleeping, or making meritorious deeds and sitting in meditation."
"Third, cultivate Yuanling or practice Confucian classics, or learn from Buddhist classics, or practice Taoism to cultivate the heart, divide Y and N into yang, and distinguish medical principles, practice classics and recite Buddha."
"What did you learn from these three courses?"
Although Chen Shaobai can’t point out the same position, it is a high mountain and flowing water for these mortals, and a word can stand for life.