Legend of the Great Sage Chapter 1285 - The Love Monk of Seven Lives

Hmph, if I were a regular cultivator, then so be it, but I’m still half of a buddhist disciple! You better watch as I use my abilities to protect the buddhist dharma and demolish you obscene bastards!

With a thought, the heavenly secrets responded and roaring lightning crashed down.

The scorching-white lightning was like a dragon, piercing the low-hanging clouds and illuminating his curled lips, revealing his teeth.

The wind chimes on the eaves jingled as rain drifted over the cobbled streets, turning into a downpour in the blink of an eye. The surroundings darkened.

Li Qingshan had already developed the intent to kill, so he simply let himself go, allowing the rain to pour down on him.

It was already late. There had not been a lot of people on the streets in the first place, so it became even more empty with the rain. He was the only one left making his way through the streets.

The sides of the streets were littered with niches and buddha statues, as well as guardian kings, arhats, and countless other strange beings that he did not know the name of. Their style differed drastically from the temples of the Green province, giving off a strange, non-human feeling as if they were silently observing him. Between the flashes of lightning, they were a frightening sight to behold.

A grey-haired old woman spun a prayer wheel as she sat under the eaves, reciting the scriptures. Suddenly, she saw a figure make his way up the mountain. He clearly moved very slowly, yet he had arrived before her in the blink of an eye, which made her widen her eyes.

The person smiled at her, revealing a toothy white grin.

She trembled all over as chills ran through her body. In another blink of an eye, the person had vanished again as if it was merely an illusion.

However, the smile was imprinted firmly in her mind. It made her recall the glory of all the statues of demons and gods she had seen before, yet none of them were as vivid as that ordinary man’s face. It was as if he were a demon king that had emerged from a nightmare, resisting bein

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