Li Qingshan's heart moved, as if he had experienced this scene, and grabbed Chao Tianjiao's wrist and gently took it away.

"Sister, please don't put your hands on other people's shoulders."

Seeing that his expression was strange, Chao Tianjiao laughed at him freely: "Why, are you shy?"

Li Qingshan said calmly: "I only have Yao Zhu in my heart. Senior sister, you should give up!"

At this time, all the generals and schoolmen of the Xuanwu Legion were still in the martial arts training field. He heard this and was so impressed by Li Qingshan. The commander of the legion had such a fierce temper. He had just offended Senior Brother Li to death, and he turned around and dared to speak to his senior sister like this. He had never seen anyone who could kill him.

Chao Tianjiao held Li Qingshan's shoulder tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "You really have delusions!"

Even if it was an ordinary Demon Emperor, her shoulders had to be crushed by her, but her fingertips felt a strange resilience, and the power could not penetrate into her skin.

"What kind of adventure did this kid have? His body is so strong!"

Li Qingshan secretly activated the "Niu Mo's skin refining", and his shoulder skin turned into blue cowhide, and said expressionlessly: "Oh, it hurts so much, Senior Sister, please forgive me!"

Chao Tianjiao let go of his hand angrily: "Boy, don't be proud. It's about to be a big competition in the whole army. I want you to be the first to play and prepare a small gift for you!"

"Don't worry, I won't miss it!"

Li Qingshan waved goodbye to Chao Tianjiao and returned to the tower.

The abbot of Yangon suddenly blocked his way: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, please stay."

"What's the matter with the master?" Li Qingshan clasped his hands together and bowed.

The abbot of Yangon recalled the huge demon shadow that appeared on the border of the Demon Realm, and always felt uneasy in his heart and wanted to ask clearly. Although the great freedom that Li Qingshan practiced was closely related to Buddhism, he was no different from the Demon Realm and needed special attention.

"I made great contributions to the great cause of fighting against demons and would definitely make a lot of contributions to the Wanxiang Sect. I need to leave a document in the Pure Land Temple to facilitate my reporting to the Heavenly Palace of Wulu."

Li Qingshan was about to ask the monk for help when he had something to do. He smiled and said, "So that's it, then I'll go with the master."

The Pure Land Temple seems to be shrouded in a warm brilliance. The snow turned into raindrops before it fell to the ground. It moistened the grass on the ground, and it seemed like a radiant spring light.

Li Qingshan stopped and subconsciously frowned, for some reason.

The abbot of Yangon seemed to be not as strange as he was. He raised his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, please come in!"

"It's indeed a pure land of Brahma." Li Qingshan smiled and walked past the mountain gate.

In an instant, a quiet and invisible force soaked into his skin like spring rain, nourishing his heart, and the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures came from afar. If a mortal was here, he would probably immediately have the urge to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world and take refuge in my Buddha.

However, he felt more and more disgusted. The demonic thoughts continued to grow, and the back became hot again. In an instant, he repelled the quiet and invisible force. The sound of wooden fish and the chanting of scriptures were like ten thousand mosquitoes and ten thousand flies buzzing in his ears. After hearing only one word "Amitabha".

"Fellow Daoist doesn't seem to like this place very much?" Yangon abbot turned around and asked.

"No, it's very good here." Li Qingshan suppressed his annoyance and forced a smile: "I'm really here today!" He had to quickly get rid of the statue of the Great Free Heaven.

When he arrived at the Great Buddha's Hall, his eyes fell. He looked down at all sentient beings indifferently, but seemed to have seen nothing.

Li Qingshan was restless and lowered his head slightly, wishing to smash the big Buddha with one punch and then kill all the monks who recited the scriptures.

Taking a deep breath, I finally sat down on a cushion in front of the Buddha.

The abbot of Yangon sat opposite the desk and pushed a book of merit: "Fellow Taoist please write it!"

Li Qingshan took the pen and wrote a sentence: "Li Qingshan was ordered to explore the Demon Realm and found that the Cold Blood Pass was slaughtered and turned into an empty city."

Just as he was about to put down his pen, the abbot of Yangon said again: "If you have other contributions, you can also write them down. For example, killing a few demons or making other discoveries, it will turn you into your contribution to the Wanxiang Sect."

When Li Qingshan heard this, he raised his head: "Does the demons you have killed before count?"

The Yangon abbot's eyes flashed: "Count it."

In order to fight against the Demon Realm, the Human Realm not only united all major sects, but also tried every means to encourage small sects to participate in the war with casual cultivators. Cultivators who have experience in fighting with demons are all talents, so of course they will not be stingy with this benefit.

"Ha, there are such good things, then I have killed many demons!"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, which was really a surprise. When he was in Jiuzhou, he had fought many desperate battles with the demons, and countless demons died under his command. During the previous investigation, he did not find this one.

Because there are too few such examples, of course, practitioners of the human world will not run to the battlefield without any trouble. In the three thousand worlds, they happened to be invaded by the Demon Realm and were not yet annexed by the Demon Realm, and finally they could successfully ascend...

Everything is a low-probability event. Even Si Long, who is also from Jiuzhou, has never had such an experience. If Li Qingshan was an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be difficult for him to kill one or two demon kings, and he would probably die and would not have the life to seek merit.

"Amitabha, killing the demons is a merit."

Li Qingshan scratched his head: "But I don't remember the specific number clearly."

"Amitabha, as long as it is not intentionally lie and conceals the report, and the difference is not too big to the real number, it is enough. This is in front of the Buddha, and the Buddha will testify for you."

"That's good." Li Qingshan thought for a while and started writing. After writing, he pushed the credit book back to the abbot of Yangon: "Okay!"

The abbot of Yangon saw the numbers above and showed a shocked expression.

Li Qingshan smiled but said nothing. He even killed the Demon Emperor back then, and the Demon King Demon Suit and others even killed a lot, far exceeding the 200,000 to 300,000 demon civilians at the Cold Blood Pass.

If all these are successful and become contributions to the Wanxiang Sect, wouldn’t he soar into the sky? He also thought that there seemed to be many demons and monsters in the world of the five continents. If you look back and wipe them out, will you still be far from the true disciples?

Those group of true disciples probably never dreamed that they had just sent him to the battlefield of the Demon Realm and immediately received a gift package for a newcomer.

The abbot of Yangon looked at the merit book and then looked at Li Qingshan. This is in the Pure Land Temple, in front of Amitabha Buddha. Even a practitioner with the same cultivation level as him would not be able to lie and not be discovered.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that fellow Taoists would make such great contributions. I am really disrespectful!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "It's easy to say, Master, you're polite. If it weren't for the Master's reminder, I wouldn't know that I had such great contributions."

The abbot of Yangon asked, "Daughter where did the fellow Taoists kill so many demons?"

"Well..." Li Qingshan thought for a while: "It's not in the human world anyway."

"Is it in the Demon Realm?" Yangon's abbot leaned forward with bright eyes.

Li Qingshan was stunned: "The master has gone where he thought of it. Do you think of me as a spy from the Demon Realm?"
Chapter completed!