Sword God Cultivation System

Sun Wukong opened his golden eyes again when he heard the words, scratched his ears involuntarily with his furry hands, and said angrily, "Even if I didn't teach you, you are still my apprentice!"

The little monk shrank his head, facing the master of the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he didn't have the guts to contradict him...

"Ren Shifei from the Demon Realm has already succeeded in giving up his mind. My Buddhist Realm can only look at you kid. If you lose, hehe! Go to Wutian's retreat for three years!" Looking at the unhappy little boy who was unexpectedly wronged Monk, Sun Wukong finally used his trump card.

"Master! I'll go! I'll go! I will definitely win!" The little monk seemed to have heard something that frightened him, and with an expression of sincerity and longing on his face, he hugged Monkey King's thigh.

Sun Wukong seemed to praise his wit and was very proud, but he added: "Of course, if you win, I'll get you the golden cudgel that the arm-armed ape guy made out of Optimus Prime, Haven't you always wanted a golden cudgel?"

The little monk's originally terrified and helpless expression instantly turned into a happy smile, with only the desire for victory on his face, it seemed that to him, the prohibition of emotions and desires in Buddhism was all nonsense.

"Okay, Enlightenment, he is already in his dozens of years old, he is also a Bodhisattva who saves the world and people, don't be such a child." Monkey King touched his bald head without any ring scars.

"Master! Although I am dozens of years old, I only have eight years to be my own! Am I not a child!" The little monk pouted and said dissatisfied.

When Sun Wukong was told this, he was speechless, scratched his ears, and muttered: "So I hate children the most..."

As if he heard his master muttering, Wu Dao suddenly showed a tearful expression, staring at Sun Wukong with two big eyes with thick moisture, and said in an aggrieved and very sad tone: "Master!" Hate me, Master actually hates me..."

"Okay, okay!" Sun Wukong's head grew dizzy for a while, this apprentice, he was at a loss, and disappeared in place immediately.

After Sun Wukong left, Wu Dao put away all his expressions, and his moist and turbid eyes became very clear at this moment.

"Amitabha, I'm afraid the poor monk will not be able to walk this time." He put his palms together, and his voice was no longer coquettish or wronged like Xianqian, but extremely solemn and full of Buddha nature.

A trace of eagerness flashed across Wu Dao's face, but he finally adjusted his expression.

sin.His clasped palms showed some blue veins, as if he was suppressing something.

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"No more beatings, no more beatings! Senior brother, you're being naughty!" Qin Pufeng sat down on the ground, as if I'll let you beat me anyway, I'm too lazy to move, let Gao Yao spread his hands, and stopped helplessly.

"Brother, brother, this is for your own good. Look, didn't you immediately adapt to the power you got from the Sword God Mountain?" Gao Yao habitually threw the flagon over, and was taken aback after throwing it away, as if Realized that he was facing Qin Pufeng instead of Wufeng.

On the contrary, after Qin Pufeng took the jug, he took a sip in a decent manner, he seemed to feel that the wine was good, and took a few gulps to satisfy his cravings, but even after drinking Gao Yao's wine, he still looked unhappy, She curled her lips and said, "Are you sure that using the power of a golden fairy to abuse a little fairy is really for me?"

Gao Yao didn't reply to him, but looked up at the sun in the sky and muttered: "The weather is good today..."

"That's right, sir! Except for the necessary moisture, the upper world is usually sunny like this!" Qin Pufeng angrily threw the jug to Gao Yao. Can this senior brother be more reliable, and he can't even tell lies? ...

Gao Yao smiled, took the flagon, and drank on his own. Anyway, he has a thick skin, so let Qin Pufeng say whatever he wants.

But this kid, the speed of progress surprised him a bit. Half a year ago, he was still a meat fairy who had just ascended, but now he has reached the middle stage of a fairy. Is he the reincarnation of a great god?This should be the fastest person he has ever heard in the upper realm, except for the master.

On the other side, Goupi and Wufeng are still fighting fiercely. Unlike Gao Yao, Goupi used the power of the Golden Immortal Stage to suppress his cultivation at the peak of the Celestial Immortal before he came up. Even so, facing Wufeng he He was very surprised that he couldn't be suppressed, and at most had a slight upper hand. Although he knew that he would definitely improve after coming down from Sword God Mountain, what he didn't expect was that he who came down from Sword God Mountain would actually cultivate In order to break through to the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal, and his sword has become even sharper, even Goupi dare not take it head-on.

"Brother, don't suppress it anymore, I want to see where my end is." He who was fighting suddenly said, it seems that the current Goupi can't give him enough pressure.

Goupi laughed when he heard the words, young is really good, he has a lot of drive.

The power was released instantly, and Goupi hadn't fully released it, it was just the power of the first-time Golden Immortal.

But it was this force that brought a cautious expression to Wufeng's originally expressionless face.

"Little brother, this set of knight-errant brothers is making a fool of yourself." With the sword raised, Qinglian moved.

One sword and one green lotus, one step and one murderous intent.

As for the chivalrous behavior, his familiarity is no less than that of this senior brother, and even the degree of comprehension is still higher than his senior brother, but the chivalrous behavior used by the senior brother completely stumps him at this time.

It seems to be full of flaws, but every time he wants to use his sword to break the move, a warning will flash in his heart, so he can only choose to dodge.

Those who can enter Li Taibai's school, whether it is wine, sword or heart, must surpass the vast immortals.

Although Goupi's swordsmanship is not as good as Wufeng's, he has been immersed in this set of swordsmanship for nearly a hundred years. No matter how he is considered a genius, he naturally has his own experience and insights.

There is no problem with a sword move, as long as a fatal blow is hidden in the flaw.

Back off, back off, back off.

Wufeng tried to collide with Goupi's sword once, but the suppression of his cultivation made him retreat instantly, and there was no room for him to fight back.

"Do you want to continue?" Goupi took back the wine sword, smiled and asked Wufeng who was not far away.

"Enough." Wufeng shook his head, as expected, there is still a big gap with Jinxian.

Goupi threw the endless flagon to him, and said with a smile: "Let's go, it should be over there too."

He nodded and poured the money into his mouth frantically. For him, no matter who he lost to, he would be unhappy, because he didn't have much time...

Jinxian, is it still far?

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In the seal.

Black smoke filled the air, and there were several figures that had condensed into human shapes.

There is no sound here, no communication, countless black smoke floating there aimlessly, occasionally avoiding those human figures when they pass by.

A ray of light suddenly injected into the black smoke and the human-shaped bodies inside.

"This is?" A humanoid body seemed to become more solid, more like a real person. He looked at his hands, touched his body, and actually faintly returned to his previous appearance. This surprised him so much that he was a little surprised.

Why was that power so familiar just now?

"My body, finally, finally sees hope, hahahaha!" One after another, ecstatic and crazy voices filled this space without distance or anything else.

Hundreds of years are just a flick of a finger to them, but this kind of life that has lost its purpose and meaning of life is worse than falling to them. However, no one can really destroy them except the people in the God Realm , at most weaken and seal.

But this power gave them hope, the possibility of recovery, and the hope of survival.

"Master Yunshang, it's Mrs. Yunshang!" Suddenly a piercing voice cut through the entire space.

He knelt on the ground with a face full of fanaticism. The human figure seemed to have just condensed and was not stable enough, but the expression on his face was very vivid.

Excitement, faith.

Those figures that had completely turned into human form stared at this man, and they could see everything about a fanatic from his face.It is unbelievable for them to believe in another god for one god, but if it is Yunshang, it does have this charm.

Because there are three thousand gods here, and one thousand gods believe in Yunshang, and are willing to fall for Yunshang.

Of course, the three gods who represent the core strength of Dao did not believe in Yunshang.

Time, space, life and death.

The three looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

The power of Yunshang has restored them to the power of demigods, but it also made the thousand fanatics start to be restless, and started to have extravagant expectations. The worst plan is that after the seal is broken, the thousand fanatics They are afraid that they will do something that will catch them off guard.

"Time turns."

"Space confinement."

"Reincarnation of life and death."

The three of them used their power together and instantly controlled the thousand fanatics.

The remaining nearly two thousand onlookers were naturally relieved when they saw the three great gods making a move. Although they had fallen into the existence of neither demons, gods, immortals, or humans, facing the fanatics of Qian Yunshang They still maintain a hostile attitude. It was because of them that Yun Shang was able to carry out the thing that violated the Dao and destroyed the God Realm so smoothly, and even the God Lord fell silent because of this. Some of their strength was retrieved, and some hope was seen, but that horrible memory will never disappear from their memories.

However, when a god chooses to degenerate, and chooses to give up hope to become a true demon, it is not easy to recover. Just think of the mad god who controls the law of power among the two thousand gods. Although half of them have condensed into a human form, he His eyes don't have any focus, and his face only has desire and tyranny.