The incident at Stone Gate Pass between Wang Bugui and the green dragon spirit of the array was finally over. This was the first battle since he had completed his training, and his opponent was a few realms higher than him. Somehow, the youth had managed to win, but he had expanded all of the aura in his body. He coughed out huge mouthfuls of blood and drew out a shrub of herbs from the within the pendant and consumed it. He had obtained it earlier from the Jiuhua Paradise.
He then began to sit in a cross-legged fashion to replenish his divine power. After all, he was already used to being on the verge of dying. When he was training his physique and explosiveness in the Yuxu Pure Land, he had broken his bones and got crippled countless times. As the medicinal properties of the herb began to take effect, his divine power was slowly replenished, and his wounds got slightly better. He immediately channeled the Whole after Thousand Disasters technique, and the wounds on hi
During the four-year experience outside the Yuxu Palace, Wang Bugui had faced with both fortunes and battles. Besides, he had experienced various kinds of human's lives, and his state of mind had been sublimed. Now, it was the time he went back to the Kunlun Mountain. He held the red crystal to break the space and took an agile jump into the Pure Land. Just as he stepped on this familiar grassland, he saw Yun Jinghong standing at the gate of the Yuxu Palace and smiling towards him. He revealed a smile as well, and resorted to the Hell Step, arriving at the Yuxu Palace within a few steps. Yun Jinghong carefully looked at his disciple who was as tall as him, smiling, "Bugui, have you learned anything new?" "Yes, I learned the first move of the Heaven Mending Technique from the Lady Nuwa in Jiuzhaigou." Wang Bugui grinned. "What?! The Heaven Mending Technique?!" Yun Jinghong's sage-like temperament all long was directly broken. He stared at Wan
After Wang Bugui returned to the Kunlun Mountain, he went to the Gates of Hell to cultivate every day, and even hardly ever back to the Pure Land. If he went back to the Pure Land, it must be that he had almost run out of his energies, and was brought back by Yun Jinghong. After recovering, he would devote himself into cultivation again, because he wanted to break through to the Saints State in this year. He didn't believe the rule that to be in the Saints State needed nine years. If it was the rule, then he was going to break it. He vowed to become a Saint in less than nine years. To achieve his aim, he had to be hard-working. He stayed in the Gates of Hell almost every day to take endless tests. In the Gates of Hell, there were not only various ancient wild beasts and weapons transformed from powerful Taoism but also catastrophic thunders. "Humph!" Without any fears, Wang Bugui rushed into the Gates of Hell once again, faced with dozens of
"Gurgles..." The Purple Waterfall hung down, underneath which, Wang Bugui was sitting quietly with his legs crossed. The small pendant emitted cracks of blue light, and he had fallen into the mediation. There was less than a month before the Gathering of Practitioners, and he no longer went to the Gates of Hell to temper himself but chose to calm down to understand the Taoism. To reach the unbeatable peak required not only tempering but also the understanding of the Taoism. Different people would have different understandings about Taoism. When one's understanding was deep enough, he could create his own Taoism. Totally referring to the predecessors' ways, one couldn't go far on the cultivation road, because that was not his own way, but a way for someone else. It went the same as the martial arts. Only when someone got his own understanding of the martial arts could he perform them to the extreme. Wang Bugui was studying all the martial art
"Buzz..." On the Yuxu Peak of the Kunlun Mountain, a door flashed open. Wang Bugui came out from the door. He looked back at the door closing slowly, and Yun Jinghong in white inside the door. They two looked at each other with smiles, and everything went without saying. "King!!" A discordant voice destroyed the atmosphere. Qilin was running over with those small spiritual beasts. But they were too late, the door was going to close, so they immediately stopped, and screamed out loud, "Win the Gathering of Practitioners, King!" "Sure!" Wang Bugui lifted his fist and roared back. Just as his voice fell, the door closed. He stopped for a moment in the snow, smiled, patted his face, and then headed for the Mountain Tai. The same as before, Wang Bugui summoned out puppet Chiou along with him. He would definitely take her with him, as long as he traveled outside. Now he was familiar with the use of the soul thread, plus
"Hey! Bros, are you going to start a fight?" The Bro Gou quickly asked his younger fellows to surround the two men with knives, steel pipes and bricks. Wang Bugui jumped on the roof and began to observe quietly with his sense field. He did not go to help, because he thought that the two people who were surrounded did not seem to be simple. When he saw them two, a strange feeling emerged in his heart. Besides, in this distance, if the two were dangerous, he could rescue them at once. His blood vigour was secretly rushing. He had mobilized his Innate Prana Power, ready to join the fight. "Besieging a woman, are you men?" The handsome man blamed. Though his voice was not loud, it gave the other part an indescribable sense of oppression. However, they were not afraid. Could a dozen people lose to two men? "Where are you two meddlesome men from? Go away! Don't prevent our boss with his wife, or you will be suffered!" A gold-haired m
After burying the dead family, Lyu Hao took out a few jars of wine from his Ring of Holding and found a spot on the mountain slope to rest along with Wang Bugui and Zhao Changge. They drank and chatted happily under the moonlight like long lost brothers. Wang Bugui lamented the lack of practitioners like Zhao and Lyu amongst their peers. They upheld justice, disliked evil with a vengeance and were completely unlike those losers that they had just got rid of. He knew that it was just wishful thinking on his part, however; there were good and bad people everywhere in this world. Sometimes, there were more evil people around, and their might would usually be greater than that of forces of good. They led extravagant and wasteful lives while continuously oppressing people from the bottom rung of society, doing as they wished with the lives of these poor folk. Those men who could work were forced to do hard labor and discarded once the last bit of usefulness ha
Wang Bugui and his two friends arrived at old street. No one was walking around in the quiet night, and they were only accompanied by gust after gust of cool wind. They were standing outside an old temple, and it looked a little creepy in the darkness of night. "There's a Dragon Trapping Well inside? Why is it in a temple, and why is there a bridge beside us?" Wang Bugui asked, feeling perplexed as he had never heard anyone talk about this place when he was traveling in the streets of Beijing. Zhao Changge laughed and explained, "This Dragon Trapping Well was already in the City of Beijing since the Ming Dynasty, and everyone knows about it. Don't you?" "I didn't. From the name of the well, I presume that a dragon is being trapped inside?" Wang Bugui asked somewhat sceptically. According to his master, divine beasts from ancient historical times, such as the true dragon, immortal phoenix, Kun, Peng and qilins had already vanished from Earth a long time ag
"Buzz..." A sound rang out as the four companions passed through the gateway of light one after the other, arriving at the inner dimension of the Dragon Trapping Well. The gateway shut itself up as they entered, and it was completely dark inside, as if the evening sky had been completely swallowed by the dark night. Wang Bugui attempted to unleash his sense field and realized that it was now restricted to a small radius of fewer than 100 meters. After some observation, he noticed that there was only one path available to them, and he did not know where it led to exactly. "The radius of my sense field is about 100 meters. What about you guys?" asked Wang Bugui. "50 meters," Lyu Hao replied as he frowned. "Same here," Zhao Changge replied, frowning as well. "About the same as you people. I have a treasure that can help us scout ahead, however. I can take point," Yu Wude suggested as he drew out a compass.