Sword God Cultivation System

Although the success rate was low, for some reason Qin Pufeng felt that Ning Bukui could successfully overcome the tribulation.At that time, he will be a cultivator in the transcending tribulation period, what should he do?
Qin Pufeng let go of Yan Xiaotuan in his arms, patted her on the head, and motioned her to stay away.

"Ahhh!" Ning Bukui's painful cry finally resounded.The karmic fire calamity is different from the thunder calamity faced by ordinary monks. The karmic fire calamity can only be experienced by beings with too much karma and resentment, and it is more difficult than the ordinary thunder calamity.

At this time Qin Pufeng decided to avoid the edge for now, looking at the posture, Ning Bukui estimated that it would take a long time to complete the tribulation, if he doesn't leave now, when will he wait?Immediately ran to Yan Xiaotuan in the distance, picked her up, and stood up with the sword.

"Wow!" Yan Xiaotuan looked at Qin Pufeng who looked like a fairy, and couldn't help but start to marvel. Although her luggage had been honorably sacrificed in the fight just now, she was surprised at this moment.

Qin Pufeng pouted, this girl's heart is too big!

Looking at Qin Pufeng who was smearing oil on the soles of his feet, Wan Sanqian couldn't help laughing, Wutian also shook his head, this kid, if he left like this, it seems that Ning Bukui will leave this disaster to the two of them.

"No." Wan Sanqian suddenly noticed a colorful light approaching behind Qin Pufeng.

Ning Bukui actually flew here chasing Qin Pufeng in this state!And the speed is far better than him, it seems that he will be completely caught up in less than 1 minute!

Obviously, Qin Pufeng also discovered this problem, cursed inwardly, but had no choice but to find a place to land.

Fortunately, the direction Qin Pufeng was flying just now happened to be South Lake. It was winter and there was no one by the lake.Put Yan Xiaotuan down, spend some spiritual energy to warm her body, and wait quietly for Ning Bukui to arrive.

A figure wrapped in faint blue and crimson flames landed not far from him in an instant.It was obviously covered in flames, but the lawn that had lost moisture on the ground showed no tendency to burn.

"You...don't try to run!" Ning Bukui's veins were exposed at this time, his face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were red, but he still stared at Qin Pufeng firmly.

There was one less flame.Qin Pufeng suddenly realized that Ning Bukui had survived a certain stage safely. Judging from his situation, it seemed that he had hope of successfully crossing the catastrophe.

Big trouble!Qin Pufeng, who knew he couldn't run away, fortunately sat down on the ground and regained his strength.Yan Xiaotuan had already hid in a gazebo in the distance.

What should I do?Although Qin Pufeng was very confident, he was so blind that he could deal with a cultivator in the tribulation period!Even if he has just passed the calamity of karma, he will have a period of weakness, but it is not something that a small person who has not even reached the calamity can compete with!Why haven't Master Cheap and Master Wutian come yet!

"The way of the sword has been clarified, but the soul of the sword has not yet been forged. It is still a little short." Wutian said with a sigh.

Wan Sanqian nodded. In all fairness, Qin Pufeng has done a good job, but after all, he was still a little bit short, otherwise he would immediately take action to deal with this evil cultivator.

Sword Soul, a must-have existence for a sword cultivator in the later stage of Shinto.Without the soul of the sword, it is impossible to step into the late stage of the Shinto.

But at this time, he had to make a move, otherwise, once that evil cultivator succeeded in crossing the tribulation, Qin Pufeng might have no hope of surviving.Immediately disappeared in the cave.Wutian just shook his head, but did not stop him.

"One Sword Wuji." An emotionless voice sounded, and Ning Bukui, who was crossing the catastrophe, vomited blood to the end, and even the karmic fire that was originally worthy of his body dissipated.

"Master!" Qin Pufeng breathed a sigh of relief, Wan Sanqian finally came.

"You!" Ning Bukui got up from the ground unwillingly, and with just one sword strike, he felt that his physical condition was already in disastrous condition.Ye Huo Jie was interrupted by him just like that. After half the time, he had already seen Du Jie Qi waving to him, but this man who appeared suddenly broke his dream.

"I won't kill you. I just don't want you to cross the catastrophe." Wan Sanqian retracted the Wuji Sword into his body and said flatly.

Ning Bukui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he understood that if he really wanted to use that sword just now, not only would this karmic calamity, but even him would disappear in this world directly.He is a monk standing on top of this world.

"The next step is up to you. If the sword soul fails, there is no hope of crossing the catastrophe." After leaving these words, Wan Sanqian returned to the cave.

Come and go in a hurry!Qin Pufeng looked enviously at the direction in which Wan Sanqian disappeared. Only monks in the Tribulation Stage can come and go freely. They can teleport wherever they want. Were all exhausted.

"Why do you have such a good master and I can't? Why can you all grow up under the protection of others, but I can only be kicked around like a dog?" Ning Bukui's voice was somewhat Hysterical, as if to roar out the grievances of these hundreds of years.

Qin Pufeng, who was about to kill him with a sword, suddenly stopped. For some reason, he suddenly felt that if he killed him now, he would regret it.But there is obviously nothing that can make him regret it?
"Why did I keep my tail between my legs and look for those resources that the disciples of the great school didn't like? Why didn't I worship the mountain gate?" The more he said, the more emotional Ning Bukui became, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Judging from his tone, he was once a disciple who was not favored by those cultivation sects?They have come to this day like this, and even almost became the most powerful group of people in this cultivation world.

Is good fortune tricking people?Qin Pufeng put away the sword in his hand, and looked at him with some pity.Hateful people must have pity.

The more he talked, the more agitated Ning Bukui seemed, as if he was in a rage, spitting out blood one mouthful after another, turning from black to red.

The last time I saw that kindness clone crying because of Yan Xiaotuan's drinking, but I didn't expect to see the main body crying here now.From an existence that was abandoned and bullied by Zu Ren to the present, should he be said to be talented or persistent?Just such a person has embarked on the path of evil cultivation for hundreds of years with a sense of disbelief, and has achieved the current cultivation level.It's also a character.

"Wu Gen, do you know him?" Wu Tian said, looking at Wan Sanqian, who had an unnatural expression.

He nodded and said with some awkwardness: "500 years ago, he went to Shushan to study as a teacher, but at that time our Shushan Jianzong and Daozong had very strict requirements for accepting apprentices. He is not the person we want. How do you know that he is now?" But he went down this road.”

"500 years ago... In these 500 years, there were only three or four disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect who could touch the threshold of the tribulation stage." Wutian only said this and chose to remain silent.

Wansanqian has mixed feelings in his heart, and the disciples that the sect has worked so hard to cultivate are not as good as a casual cultivator who has no resources and can only survive by ignoring his anger?I have to say it's an irony.

Ning Bukui was tired, tired, and his strength was almost gone. He sat powerlessly by the lake. At this moment, he didn't have the yin energy of the ghost king, and he didn't have the yin coldness of the evil cultivator, but just like an ordinary person, Just like the big boy Qin Pufeng saw for the first time.

"Senior, do you think there is fairness in this world?" Ning Bukui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

Looking at this lonely man, Qin Pufeng didn't know what to say.fair?The two who have just enjoyed unequal treatment, where is the fairness?It's just that Ning Bukui enjoys the bad treatment, and he is the good side.

"Everyone has his own destiny, it is destined by heaven." I don't know why Qin Pufeng said this sentence.

"Then why do you want to cultivate swords? I want to cultivate evil?" Hearing Qin Pufeng's words, Ning Bukui shook his head, expressing his disapproval.

"No matter what the way is, it is going against the sky after all. Why do you think that everyone has their own destiny? Could it be that at the end, at the moment of ascension, the way of heaven wants you to die, are you so willing to die?"

Are you willing?Of course not reconciled.Not to mention the way of heaven, even if Daomeng wants his life, he may not be able to resist, but he will not stand still, just like his previous power was sealed, facing Ning Bukui in the late stage of ecstasy, he did not back down, but To fight against law, to deal with it.

Facing Qin Pufeng's silence, Ning Bukui seemed to have got the answer he wanted, and said self-consciously: "I believe in fairness, but this fairness must be fought for by oneself, and whoever has the biggest fist is the so-called fairness. "

Qin Pufeng didn't respond. He neither objected nor supported these words. It seemed unreasonable, but he spoke very straightforwardly about the world he was about to face.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the so-called fair.

"A total of 500 years. From the frustrated boy who was driven out of Shushan 500 years ago to me now, do you know how I persisted?" Ning Bukui smiled, as if he had lost his malice, and gave up swallowing geese. Xiaotuan gave up on dealing with Qin Pufeng.

"I just thought, one day I will make these people who looked down on me have a headache, regret it, and kneel down to beg me for forgiveness. Whether it is Shushan, Kunlun, or the later Daomeng, or the children of those aristocratic families, I will make them all kneel In front of me, everyone realized their mistakes. I thought I could stand in their hall and attack them loudly to retaliate against them, but they had nothing to do. I was about to succeed, but in the end I still failed. It was placed in Shushan.” Ning Bukui stretched his hand into the lake and couldn't help shivering. Nanhu Lake in winter is really cold.

One thought becomes a demon.Qin Pufeng remembered this sentence, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Ning Bukui, he just admired him from the bottom of his heart.

One day, I will be able to stand in front of the leader of the Dao League with one person and one sword, and force her to bow her head and admit defeat without silent help.