Sword God Cultivation System

Swords are killers.

Qin Pufeng was convinced that he was full of murderous intent, and also convinced that he did not hold back the slightest bit, why did he say that he had no murderous intent?
"From when you draw your sword to when you draw it back, it is just to complete the release of your power. You have no killing intent in your heart. Even if your murderous aura is shocking, it is just a pure deterrent. Human head." The little monk turned around and disappeared from Qin Pufeng's sight.

Do you have no murderous thoughts in your heart?Qin Pufeng felt that this was nonsense!Have you ever seen no injustice and no enmity, and it's not like a psychopath wants to kill someone?Moreover!If it wasn't for your advanced cultivation, would you still be standing here alive? !This little monk is not very old, but he pretends to be better than he is capable!

"As expected of the person I fancy, I'm lucky to meet such an existence." Silence seemed to be in a good mood.

"Do you know who he is?" Qin Pufeng asked curiously, could it be a silent acquaintance?It shouldn't be.

"You are lucky, but you are a little stupid..."

"If you don't want to say it, just say it, don't insult Ben Shuaibi if you don't agree with me!"

"Not only stupid, but also narcissistic."

"Okay, stop talking, I suddenly don't want to hear it anymore."

"A 12-year-old child with unfathomable cultivation, who do you think he is?" He said angrily.

A 12-year-old boy, a monk, has unfathomable cultivation.Qin Pufeng thought hard, is there such a character?etc?monk?Could it be?
"Reincarnated Living Buddha?"

"It's not too stupid to be incurable."

"..."

Qin Pufeng drew out his sword and frantically began to practice the sword. At this moment, he didn't want to care about this sword soul anymore. How could he say that about his host!
Is the sword a murderer?
Before, he agreed very much that the sword was a murderer, and when the sword was unsheathed, blood spattered ten steps away.But the self back then was already red-eyed, and Jian Xin almost stepped into the murderous heart. Is the sword really a murderous sword?
Qin Pufeng swung tens of thousands of sword shadows with doubts, but made no progress.

The young monk in the Brada Palace looked at Qin Pufeng's direction, and whispered softly: "The sword's edge is sharpened from scratch. It's because of this fate. The benefactor should work hard." He raised his hand slightly, and looked at the hole on his sleeve. , Proclaimed a Buddha's name, sat in meditation and realized.

For the next half month, the little monk would compete with Qin Pufeng every day, but every time he said the same thing.

Swords are killers.

Qin Pufeng sat on the snowy ground, put the sword aside, and asked with some doubts: "What's the difference?" The only sword has matured, from a simple sword to a divine sword, but Even if it is bad, he doesn't know where the difference is. Every time the little monk appears and leaves, he is making progress, but every time he is dispelled by a mantra.

"It's up to you to comprehend it yourself." Silently replied.

"Every time it's critical, you just don't say anything! What's the use of you!" Qin Pufeng was a little distressed, and couldn't help complaining.

"I can teach you swordsmanship, pass on your cheats, restore your true energy, and heal your injuries, but you have to learn the way of the sword yourself. This is your calamity, and it is also the path you must take. Even if I I told you, what about in the future? You will rely on me for all the checkpoints? Where is your pride? Where is your sword heart?" He taught without saying a word.

"..." For a while, Qin Pufeng was silent.Over the years, he came here by himself. After Muyu appeared, he subconsciously wanted to rely on it, but he almost deviated from his own sword heart.Where did the most talented swordsman go?
"Snapped"

Qin Pufeng slapped himself.

My sword heart is here, my pride is here, my talent is here, I am the most talented swordsman, I am the most handsome swordsman, and I am the purest swordsman!My love is waiting for me there.

Qin Pufeng picked up the sword again.

Hard-edged.

the next day.

Qin Pufeng came like the usual young monk, ready to draw his sword.

"Benefactor, the fate between you and me is over, let's leave Tibet now." Unlike usual, today the little monk stopped fighting Qin Pufeng, but persuaded him to leave.

"Why?"

"Since you have realized what you want, Tibet is no longer a place for you to stay. That person should come back, and I can't protect you anymore."

that person?who?
"Let's go, if it's correct, he should be talking about the person who appeared at the Capital University. At this time, you are not enough." Buyu reminded in his mind.

The person at Capital University who made him ground himself in his room every day?Stronger than the living Buddha in front of him?
"Thank you Master." Qin Pufeng saluted.

……

A month has passed, where is the beast now?Zhong Huixin was lying on the bed in the dormitory, and her heart was filled with longing.

"Zhong Huixin! I like you!"

A male voice suddenly entered her ears.

Here it is again, Zhong Hui feels a little distressed, why can't she be quiet for a few days?

Zhong Huixin walked to the window and yelled at the man downstairs who was holding roses: "Jiang Feng! How many times have I told you! I don't like you! And I have a boyfriend!"

Jiang Feng was still holding the rose, looking at Zhong Huixin's dormitory with a smile on his face, and shouted: "I can wait! Wait until you like me!" completely ignoring the strange eyes of the crowd.

"It's been fifteen days, and he's been calling every day. He's so persevering."

"Handsome, rich, and infatuated, such a good boy!"

"He's just a bitch..."

Zhong Huixin cursed inwardly for being crazy, and ignored him.

"Hui Xin, be careful with him, he is not an ordinary person." A cold voice sounded.

"Understood, Qinyuan." Zhong Huixin was really annoyed these days. This man came to call upstairs every night. At first she refused kindly, but now she doesn't bother to talk to him. If he hadn't disturbed her thoughts just now He didn't even bother to scold him when he went out.

"I feel a terrifying aura about him." A weak voice also said.

Zhong Huixin didn't care, instead she rushed towards the girl who spoke.

"Then Tiantian, do you feel the terrifying aura from me?" Zhong Huixin pressed her under her body, and slowly approached her chest with her hands.

"I feel the breath of a female satyr..."

"Find a fight!"

For a while, the two wrestled together.

After Qin Pufeng left, Ji Qinyuan and Yang Tiantian were arranged in Zhong Huixin's dormitory, on the one hand to make them more familiar, and on the other hand to protect Zhong Huixin.Although this is the cultural center under the emperor's feet, the protection of it is like a solid wall no matter whether it is bright or dark, but the safety of Zhong Huixin still needs to be taken seriously.

Ji Qinyuan looked at the two female hooligans with a headache, picked up the book, and said nothing.

……

"Jiang Shao, you don't really like her, do you?"

On the way back, a follower beside Jiang Feng asked cautiously.

"Yes, and no." The unpredictable smile on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth remained unchanged forever.

"Whether it's her family or her appearance, she is my goal. None of the women I like can escape from my palm. But I have been entangled in the past two weeks because I want to know that she has been with him all the time. Are the bodyguards around you still there?"

"Jiang Shao knows now?" The follower felt that it was very tiring to be with smart people. They always talked half and half, which made him very embarrassed!

"Of course." Jiang Feng smiled even more, since Qin Pufeng is no longer there, there is a chance to do it.

For a while, the follower felt that his brain was not enough.

Jiang Feng waved his hand and told the servant to leave.

"You look for opportunities to catch Zhong Huixin these few days." After the follower left, Jiang Feng picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Yes."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Jiang Feng threw the phone into the pool beside him.Since you are so relieved, then I will be disrespectful. If I don't take her into my own hands, who am I doing wrong?
Zhong Huixin has a habit of going to the piano room to practice the piano for an hour every afternoon, and this day is no exception.

Also because of her habit, countless admirers squat outside the piano room on time every day, listening to the music through the window, and peeping at this well-deserved school belle.

The piano room was specially built for Zhong Huixin, and no one was allowed to enter except Zhong Huixin and Jia Zhou.

Zhong Hui put his hands on the familiar piano lightly, and that annoying and longing face involuntarily appeared in his mind.The slender fingers began to dance on the black and white keys.

Autumn whispers.

Melodious and soft music came from the piano room.

With the jumping of the fingers, I couldn't help but think of Qin Pufeng's realization of leaving bit by bit in my mind.The first time I met him in the villa, the first time I went shopping with him, the first time I went to the Mengzhou prairie with him, the first time I watched him fight zombies, the first time I watched him fall for himself...

The sound of the piano was melodious, and the girl's thoughts drifted away.

Gradually, as the song was coming to an end, it seemed as if countless maple leaves were falling in the piano room.

The three people in Jiazhou also looked at the vision in front of them in amazement. They had been by Zhong Huixin's side every day for the past month, but only today did this strange sight appear.

"Dazzling Hundred Blossoms" Zhong Huixin also successfully completed the first level of cultivation today, thus successfully building the foundation.

At the end of the song, the leaves are scattered.

Zhong Huixin adjusted her mood, and her fingers flew up again.

Maiden's Prayer.

"It seems that Huixin is thinking about Instructor Qin again." Yang Tiantian said with some regret.

Ji Qinyuan didn't say anything, but listened attentively to every note played by Zhong Huixin, each note carried a feeling that she had never understood, like it?still love?No matter what she does, she will unconsciously analyze it, and she can't understand what love is at all.

But Jia Zhou couldn't listen to this song carefully at this time, he was fully capable, looking for people who might be unfavorable to Zhong Hui's heart over and over again, these two women are really, patronizing and enjoying, not doing business!
At this moment, not only faint maple leaves seem to be falling in the piano room, but also countless petals are gradually falling.

Zhong Huixin looked at the sunset outside the window, her mind was no longer in her hands.

In these days when the maple leaves are falling, I dedicate it to you who are far away.

Beast, I miss you.