Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

This is Wang Fu’s second visit to Baiduanfang City.

After the fall of the Luoyu Sect, the Baiduan Mountains are no longer the area where they once were. Baiduanfang City has also become the jurisdiction of the Wanfa Sect. There are often monks from the Wanfa Sect stationed here. Whether it is a big shop or a small stall, everyone in Fangfang can City management has to pay money to Wanfamen.

Although all the shops, big and small, were dissatisfied, no one wanted to offend the strongest sect in Daxia's immortal world, so they could only hold their noses and admit it.

When Wang Fu entered Baiduanfang City, he was quite familiar with it. With his current level of cultivation, he looked down upon the street stalls and had no intention of picking them up. He went straight to Zhenbao Pavilion, the largest store.

As soon as he walked into the Treasure Pavilion, a young man came up to him. However, this young man was only an errand boy at the third level of Qi Refining, so he couldn't eat what Wang Fu had on him. Before the other party could speak, Wang Fu took the lead and said in a deep voice:

"Take me to you to take care of things."

The boy looked embarrassed. If someone came randomly, he would take him to see the steward. Sooner or later, he would be scolded to death. However, he was not stupid. He could see that the extraordinary temperament was not caused by himself. If it was a disciple of any big sect, Even if he tried to kill himself, there would be no way to complain, so he said with a smile:

"Senior, please be patient. Our manager is dealing with an important matter and cannot be disturbed easily. Senior, do you want to purchase treasures or sell treasures when you come to our treasure pavilion? If the former is here, I can do it for you. In addition to the third floor of the treasure pavilion, In addition, I am familiar with all the magical weapons on the first and second levels, and I can recommend them to you whatever you want, senior."

"If it's the latter, I can also arrange for a seasoned treasure appraiser for the senior, who will definitely be able to give a price that satisfies the senior."

"Senior, what do you think?"

Seeing the young man's eloquent appearance, Wang Fu not only did not look down upon him, but actually admired him. There is no loophole in this person's words, it can be said that it is watertight, and he even hints intentionally or unintentionally that if he wants to be in charge, he must show his qualifications.

However, he didn't have time to spend time with this person here, so he revealed a little bit of his consciousness and glanced at the young man, which also revealed his own capital. As long as the young man is not stupid, he will understand what to do.

The boy's mind was in a trance for a moment, and then he broke out in cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were soaked to the core in an instant. At that moment, he felt like he was being targeted by something extremely scary, and then he Afterwards, he realized that the person in front of him was not something he could face at all.

He immediately nodded and bowed, his eyes filled with awe:

"Senior, please come with me, my steward is on the second floor!"

Wang Fu nodded strongly and remained silent the whole time, which gave the boy a great sense of oppression, making his already pale face even paler. From time to time, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.

The journey that used to take dozens of steps is now so far away.

Fortunately, it's finally here.

The shopkeeper of Zhenbao Pavilion is a fat man with a big belly. He wears luxurious brocade robes and his squinting eyes make people look unrealistic. He looks like a profiteer.

Wang Fu looked at the fat man at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and thought in his heart, why did the manager of Zhenbao Pavilion here change in just a few years?

But that's not his concern.

The boy trotted all the way and whispered a few words into the ear of the steward of Zhenbao Pavilion. With Wang Fu's spiritual awareness, he couldn't escape his ears:

"Manager Zhao, this person has a great background. He is very powerful at a young age. One look in his eyes makes me break out in a cold sweat. I can't tell the difference..."

Manager Zhao, who had a plump and round belly, nodded to express his understanding. When he raised his head, he was met with Wang Fu's half-smiling expression. He didn't understand that everything his subordinate said had reached his ears.

"If you don't go down, you will embarrass me." He immediately waved his hand and scolded the boy slightly.

Immediately, his face changed. A fat face was squeezed into a pile, especially the pair of small eyes that attracted the most attention. Seeing the other party's appearance, Wang Fu was slightly stunned. He suddenly remembered the outer sect of Luo Yu Sect. Xiaodongfeng's steward, Feng Dafu.

That guy also smiled like this, but compared to Manager Zhao's broad-minded and fat body, it was much worse.

Just as Wang Fu was reminiscing, Manager Zhao came up to him respectfully and said with a smile. Wang Fu was surprised when he opened his mouth. He just heard him say:

"Is this Senior Foundation Establishment in person?"

Manager Zhao could tell his realm at a glance?

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't? Is it possible that your huge shop in Zhenbao Pavilion will also look at people's orders?" Wang Fu was a little angry.

It seemed that this was not the first time that Manager Zhao had encountered this kind of thing. As soon as Wang Fu finished speaking, he quickly apologized with a smile:

"Senior, don't get me wrong. Our Treasure Pavilion has always only recognized spiritual stones and not people. It's just that I have seen more people and have some experiences of my own. I definitely don't mean to offend seniors."

"Senior's otherworldly temperament clearly does not belong to the Qi Refining Realm, so I asked him for advice."

"Our Baiduanfang City Zhenbao Pavilion has three floors. Two floors are open on weekdays. The third floor will only be opened when the foundation-building seniors arrive. If the seniors need to use spiritual weapons, I can only go to the third floor. The treasure appraiser from the Treasure Pavilion’s Foundation Establishment Realm came to appraise it, so I asked you more questions, senior, please don’t worry about it.”

Wang Fu nodded when he heard the words, understanding that the other party was being polite but also warning him that Zhenbao Pavilion also had foundation-building monks. If the transaction could be carried out with peace of mind, everyone would be happy. If he had other intentions, Zhenbao Pavilion was not someone to be trifled with.

Of course he wasn't here to cause trouble, so he didn't care and spoke directly:

"It's a small matter, take me to the third floor."

Manager Zhao was overjoyed when he heard this, knowing that he had guessed correctly.

"Please come in, senior."

Wang Fu nodded slightly and followed the fat man in brocade robes. Soon he came to a staircase. He saw the fat man carefully take out a jade pendant from his arms, muttering something, and then cast a light seal, and then a layer of faint light shield appeared on the stairs in front of him.

The jade pendant swayed, and the light shield revealed a hole for only one person to enter and exit.

"Please come in, senior."

Wang Fu looked at the light shield and realized that it was a formation. He did not hesitate to pass through the hole and stepped onto the stairs.

Manager Zhao closed the light shield with the jade pendant behind him, and then he trotted to catch up.

The third floor of the Treasure Pavilion was not very spacious, and there were not many objects placed on it. They were even covered in a layer of light shield that was the same as the stairs, but Wang Fu's spiritual sense swept over them and found that those objects were all spiritual tools.

Moreover, Wang Fu sensed at least three faint foundation-building auras in this three-story attic, and one of them was even close to the perfection of foundation-building.

He understood that this Treasure Pavilion could become the largest store in the Great Xia Cultivation World, and its strength was not ordinary.

To be able to control the store stationed in the Foundation-Building Realm, there must be at least one Jindan Zhenren behind him, or even more.

"Senior, do you want to sell treasures or purchase from my Treasure Pavilion?" Manager Zhao led the way and soon came to a delicate sandalwood table and chairs.

He brewed spiritual tea, not in a hurry.

"This is a special spiritual tea provided by our Treasure Pavilion, called 'wooden sandalwood tea', it tastes pretty good, please taste it."

Wang Fu slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip. He felt a unique floral fragrance with spiritual energy permeating his mouth and nose. He smacked his lips and said two words with satisfaction:

"Not bad."

"If you think it's good, I can give you two cents." Manager Zhao was very good at handling things. He was about to fill Wang Fu's tea.

"No hurry!" Wang Fu knew it was time to talk about business. He waved his hand to signal the other party not to panic, and then went straight to the point.

"Does your Treasure Pavilion dare to accept things from the Wanfa Sect?"