Sword God Cultivation System

Wuwa went over to say hello to Tang Qi.

Xin'er told Qin Pufeng that Wuwa was the manager of this store four years ago.It's just that she didn't know Tang Qi's identity at that time, and she just thought they were interesting. Later, when she saw the Audi A8 with a special license plate and Uncle Ying, the bodyguard and driver, she remembered that there was a young lady in the Tang family, also named Tang Qi.But she didn't try to flatter her because of it. Even if Tang Qi only wanted to say a word, she could get more, but she didn't make fun of herself.

So Tang Qi also likes this big sister who has not yet married and passed her [-]s.

The reason why Wuwa was called Wuwa was because Qin Pufeng stared blankly at her chest and said that it was so big, it was a circle bigger than Xin'er's, which made her spit out the mouthful of water that she just swallowed. That's why Xin'er called her sister Wuwa.It can be seen that Qin Pufeng had the potential of a beast back then.

But Qin Pufeng didn't remember any of these.Because all these are memories after meeting Tang Qi.And that memory also disappeared because of that incident. I don't know whether it was Qin Pufeng's self-forgetfulness or the inevitable trauma.Anyway, when he came to his senses, he retreated from the innate warrior to the acquired, like going back in time.

Wu Wa came suddenly and left decisively.Xin'er intentionally or unintentionally told her Zhong Huixin's identity, and in her heart, she admired this humble fool for having such a blessing, and at the same time cleverly chose to avoid it. She couldn't afford to offend the two giant Buddhas.

"I seem to have seen her somewhere." Qin Pufeng said while looking at his graceful figure when he left.

Xin'er's eyes flickered for a moment, but without saying anything, she led him back to the booth.

The food that Qin Pufeng had painstakingly selected on the table was basically unmoved except for French fries and desserts, and for some reason, the two women were chatting without confrontation.Tang Qi's eyes were a little red, but Qin Pufeng didn't notice, Xin'er saw it very clearly, but she didn't know how to say it, and she didn't want to say it, some things are predestined by God, when the fate comes, it will come naturally, you can't force it.

Zhong Huixin still had a smile on her face, not a happy one, but a depressed one.Qin Pufeng didn't know what the two princesses talked about, but at least they seemed to be on good terms now, and he was happy to be at ease.It's just that Hui Xin took his hand with some force.

In the end, Qin Pufeng swept away the food on the table with the idea of ​​not giving up, not giving up, and not wasting. He patted his belly and muttered: "It's not enough." The three women present were speechless for a while.Only he can eat so much.

When I came out of the restaurant, it was past eight o'clock, and I ate a meal for more than an hour without drinking or talking about the mountains, which is quite a long time.The four of them walked on the street with only a few imprints of Snow Empress, chatting casually.Zhong Huixin and Tang Qi always talked about brands and cosmetics that Qin Pufeng had never heard of. Did Xiner interject, and some little stars flashed in his eyes. It was only then that Qin Pufeng realized that the little sister in his eyes was now more beautiful than his own. The daughter-in-law is two years older.Looking at the delicate light makeup, which obviously put a lot of effort into dressing, Qin Pufeng remained silent, but this time he held Hui Xin's hand with some force, which made Hui Xin turn her head and ask "what's the matter?"

Seeing that Qin Pufeng didn't speak, she stopped asking questions and continued chatting with the other two women.

The capital city is busy and crowded.Even at this time, the traffic on the street is still so congested, pedestrians who pass by in a hurry will occasionally look at the four of them curiously, but they still pass by in a hurry.It is not close to the university, not close to the scenic spots. It is a pure commercial area with countless restaurants, hotels and shopping malls. The place where the young lady hangs out is on the street like a real student.

Several people dispersed.Qin Pufeng and Zhong Huixin went back to Capital University, Tang Qi exchanged the Audi A8 that had been following her all the time, and sent Xiner back to the ninth place.

When leaving, Zhong Huixin couldn't help thinking of Tang Qi's emotional words: "You have the eight years ago that he remembered, and I have the four years ago that he forgot, but she was 12 years ago."

Qin Pufeng didn't know, he was just exercising his rights and obligations as a boyfriend and hugging Zhong Huixin who was not very afraid of the cold, simple and affectionate.

He knew all their conversations because he could hear so well.

But no matter four years, eight years, or 12 years, he only has one year.No matter what, we have to talk about it a year later. If it succeeds, everyone is happy, he can do whatever he wants, he can stop ignoring it, and if he loses, they can also forget it and find someone who is destined.

He is a martyr, he is a swordsman, he is Qin Pufeng.

"He's coming to Mount Shu?" Wan Sanqian looked at Old Man Duan and said in surprise.

"En." Old Man Duan sat on the chair in front of Wansanqian's hut and nodded.

"It shouldn't be, last time he accepted him as his apprentice, he seemed to be in harmony with himself, but this time he took the initiative." A wine jug appeared in Wan Sanqian's hand, and two large bowls suddenly appeared on the table, and he filled them up one by one.

"I guess he was stimulated by the leader of the Daoist League." Old Man Duan picked up a bowl and drank it down in one gulp, with indescribable heroism.

Wan Sanqian glanced at him, put down the half bowl of wine, his face was a bit solemn.

"That day, I could feel a more terrifying aura emanating from him than the leader of the Dao League."

"Everyone has his secret." Old Man Duan poured the second bowl self-consciously, and drank it down again in one gulp.

Wan Sanqian looked at the altar of wine with some distress, and was a little silent.

"Why, you wanted him to be your apprentice at the beginning, but now you are hesitant?" Old Man Duan glanced at Wan Sanqian, and filled it up again.

Wan Sanqian swallowed the rest of the wine in the bowl, and said with some emotion: "At the beginning, I saw his extraordinary talent and the swordsmanship inherited from senior Jian Wuji, but now I find that I seem to teach him Not him."

"Is there someone you can't teach?" Mr. Duan was curious this time. In this world, besides the leader of the Daoist League, who is more suitable than him?

"Yes, it's him." Wan Sanqian filled a bowl of wine and drank it down like old man Duan.

"Why."

"He has already learned everything he needs to learn, and he is only a little away from settling down. Apart from providing him with some common sense help, my cheap master can only help him buy time."

Grandpa Duan was astonished.

Wan Sanqian put away the wine jar and smiled.

Sitting in the room, Qin Pufeng did not occasionally watch the students passing through the window through the window as before, but closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on practicing Sword God Art.He has no retreat, no choice, no time.

One sitting is one night.

In the early morning, at 05:30 in winter, there is no sun, and it is as dark as the late night.The school cafeteria was already busy. After all, they had to prepare so many breakfasts, so they could only get up early and stay late.

Qin Pufeng stood on the playground, holding the sword that had been with him since he lifted the sword, stood on the empty football field, and swung the sword to himself.

It has been a few days since he went back to practice the "Gentleman's Sword" that Professor Zhu Wushuang gave him.He has already simplified all of this set of sword techniques, leaving only one sword, and has also entered the realm of the unity of human and sword, but the habits of many years can't be said to be let go.

He was still that ignorant young man, and he would spare time every day to practice this set of sword skills over and over again.Now the training of the three in Ji Qinyuan has been handed over to Jiatian. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't continue to spend time guiding the three of them. He still lacks a piece of redemption.

Half an hour later, Qin Pufeng put away his sword and let out a foul breath.I don't know what happened to Huixin contacting her grandfather.

The sword was unsheathed again, and there was one more person in front of him.

"Why, good apprentice, you don't welcome me?" Wan Sanqian stood in front of him with a smile.

"Master." Qin Pufeng put away his sword and saluted.

"You want to go to Jianzong?" Wan Sanqian cut to the chase.

Qin Pufeng nodded,

"But I don't want you to go." Wan Sanqian shook his head.

Qin Pufeng froze for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

"You go to Jianzong to bury your talents. Whether it is experience or understanding of swords, you are no less than those elders. The most you go to Jianzong now is to let you enter the sword mound to pick a suitable sword. But you have the sword in your hand, and you also have this Wuji sword, so if you go there, you will return in vain."

At this moment, he was a little confused. Since Jianzong is weak, where is the way forward?

"Here you are." Wan Sanqian threw a small object, and Qin Pufeng subconsciously caught it.a ring.Simple, unsophisticated, the body of the ring is made of unknown metal, with a small pure white jade inlaid on it.

"There are some spirit stones and some basic Taoism in it. You don't need anything, only these."

Qin Pufeng nodded and put it on.

"If you have time, you can come to Tibet to find me, or Drifting Monk." Wan Sanqian tapped his forehead, and a mark was imprinted into his body.

A Drifting Monk is a young monk.

That imprint is the way to contact Wansanqian.

"Master, I want to ask you for advice." Qin Pufeng thought for a while and said.

"Not now. After two years and a month, when you enter the middle stage of the Shinto, come back, that will be the most suitable time." Wan Sanqian left, leaving behind these words.

In the middle of Shinto?How can it be so simple.Qin Pufeng smiled wryly, he can only be regarded as entering the middle stage of the divine way on the sixth level of "Sword God Art", but now he has just consolidated the fifth level, and there is still a long way to go!
The world of mortals refines one's nature, and the sword of love trains one's heart.This is a sentence in the fifth layer.It is precisely this sentence, Qin Pufeng can't comprehend all of the fifth floor, only a little bit, after comprehending, he can touch the threshold of the sixth floor.

Where is the difference?Qin Pufeng didn't know.Only when you are extremely emotional can you be extremely sword-like, this sentence appeared in his mind out of nowhere.