Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu looked at the endless abyss in front of him, unable to see the bottom at a glance. His heart was still immersed in the Wutong Village in the fantasy world just now, and his heart was filled with sadness.

When he reacted, he was shocked and took two steps back.

Thinking of Fairy Herring's words, Wang Fu couldn't help but tilt his head and glanced at the abyss under the bridge.

The abyss was bottomless, and he could only faintly see some vague black shapes, which looked like clouds but not clouds, and looked like fire but not fire. When he extended his spiritual consciousness, he felt an extreme chill and could not see the bottom at all.

After regaining his consciousness, he still felt a little dizzy and his mind was slightly shaken. He took a few breaths to recover.

Wang Fu took two steps back again and immediately stayed away from the abyss under the white jade bridge.

For a moment, he shook his head to get rid of the influence of the previous illusion on him. After taking a deep breath, he continued to walk towards the front of the White Jade Bridge.

A cloud of clouds drifted past, and finally I saw the end of the Fantasy Cloud Bridge.

Rather than saying it is an end, it is more like a transmission channel. Wang Fu touched his face, and his swollen head had recovered. If it weren't for the fear of the purple-haired woman in his heart and the missing jade slip in his arms, Wang Fu would have I almost thought that the beating I received was really just an illusion.

At this time, he checked his body and discovered that his physical strength had improved a lot, which was almost equivalent to the difference between an ordinary person suddenly becoming a master in the world.

In particular, the "Tongyou soil" that has been silent since merging with Dantian seems to be alive at this moment. It is infiltrating and transforming his body bit by bit, breaking away from dependence on Dantian, and starting to fuse with the blood, flesh, bones and meridians of the whole body. .

The physical enhancement of oneself comes from this.

Wang Fu is not a fool. He understands that the changes in "Tongyou soil" come from the purple-haired woman and her iron fist.

"Thank you, senior." Wang Fu turned around and bowed respectfully towards the void. The resentment in his heart immediately dissipated, and then he turned around and walked into the teleportation vortex channel, leaving the Jihuan Yunxia Bridge.

When Wang Fu left, the exquisite white jade bridge turned into clouds and disappeared, leaving only an ethereal chuckle echoing among the clouds, as if responding to Wang Fu.

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Purple Light Pavilion.

On a huge floating island that is more than a thousand feet tall, an exquisite and gorgeous square pavilion with carved beams and paintings stands in the center of the floating island.

This pavilion is more than thirty or forty feet high, and the entire body is carved from purple-gold jade. It is majestic. The entrance to the pavilion is a magnificent door that is seven or eight feet high. On the top of the giant door, there is an exquisite plaque. The three characters "Ziguang Pavilion" are written in simple characters.

The giant door was shrouded in a purple light curtain, making it impossible to see what was going on inside. However, judging from the two huge stone pillars standing on both sides of the giant door carved with lifelike rare and exotic animals, this Purple Light Pavilion must be extraordinary.

A series of suspended bridges made of white jade stone steps extend out from all directions of the floating island, thirty-seven in number. At the end of those floating bridges, there is a slowly rotating colorful vortex channel, leading to nowhere.

Suddenly, one of the whirlpool passages on the floating bridge lit up with white light, and an old man with a hunched figure in brocade clothes stepped out of the passage. He looked at the purple loft on the floating island connected to the floating bridge. After grinning, he turned into afterimages and headed towards the attic at high speed.

When the old man came to the giant door of the attic and was about to enter, he was blocked by a burst of transparent white light. When he looked up, he saw that the white light was like a barrier, covering the entire Ziguang Pavilion.

Obviously, it is the formation restriction here.

The old man couldn't help but poked the barrier with his finger, and was about to launch a magic attack, but at this moment, a Buddhist chant rang in his ears, making his vest chill, and he took out a small shield in front of him to protect him, and then he saw A fair little monk was sitting beside the giant door of Ziguang Pavilion, looking at him.

"Amitabha!"

Wuchen put his palms together in a flat arch and reminded:

"Donor, this formation is indestructible. It's better not to use magic rashly or waste your spiritual power."

"You, when are you here?" The old man looked at Wuchen with a cold expression, but deep down he was extremely shocked. Without him, he came here without any awareness of this monk. If this monk made a sneak attack...

Wuchen showed a peaceful smile that was harmless to humans and animals:

"The young monk has just arrived."

The old man was deeply doubtful about this, but he could not continue to ask. Instead, he sat up cross-legged on the spot outside the white barrier in front of the giant door of Ziguang Pavilion, but the small golden shield was held in his hand. Here, be very vigilant.

Not long after, another person walked out of the whirlpool passage and walked up to Ziguang Pavilion. This person was dressed in gray linen clothes, with weeds still attached to his messy hair. He occasionally raised the corners of his mouth to reveal his large, scarce yellow teeth, and spoke with the third person. A rickety old man who arrived here was in stark contrast.

It was the elder Gai of the Blood Demon Sect.

Gai Lao glanced around and saw two people arriving here before him. He rolled his eyes and said hello casually:

"You came early."

"Amitabha!" Wuchen clasped his hands together and nodded in response with a smile, "It's early for the donor."

The rickety old man glanced at the old man in gray clothes, but didn't pay any attention to him.

When Gai Lao saw this, he didn't care. He nodded kindly to Wuchen and then sat down next to the rickety old man. He glanced at the man and then took off the cloth shoes on his feet and put them on his buttocks.

A nauseating sour smell filled the air.

The hunchbacked old man frowned, looking at the unkempt guy angrily, opened his mouth to curse, but after glancing at Wuchen, he snorted coldly and endured it.

He moved to the corner next to him.

Seeing this, Gai Lao immediately showed two rows of yellow teeth and was very happy.

"Boom" "Boom"!

Suddenly, a loud roar came from outside the floating island, but one of the many floating bridges broke and was falling downwards.

Obviously, someone failed to cross the bridge and died.

And this was just the beginning. Soon, vortex channels disappeared one after another, and the white jade floating bridges broke.

Of course, there were also cultivators who passed the Jihuan Yunxia Bridge level and came to the white forbidden barrier of Ziguang Pavilion.

When Wang Fu passed through the passage, walked across the white jade floating bridge and came to the floating island, there were already seven or eight people sitting cross-legged in front of Ziguang Pavilion, including Tong Hou, the son of the Blood Demon Sect who was sitting next to Gai Lao.

When Tong Hou saw "Wang Yan", he immediately showed a cruel murderous intent, staring at Wang Fu's every move, as if he would kill at any time.

Wang Fu looked calm on the surface, but he was actually very alert in his heart. After leaving the Jihuan Yunxia Bridge, his cultivation had recovered. Although he was beaten by the purple-haired woman and his physique was strengthened a lot because of the wonder of heaven and earth "Tongyou Soil", his strength had not changed much.

Facing Tong Hou, there was still no chance of winning.

"It's really tricky. I have to find an opportunity to successfully practice the 'Yuanhuo Refining Technique' and control the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to have the power to protect myself." Wang Fu thought to himself, and happened to see a white monk in plain monk's clothes sitting in the corner. He turned his eyes and walked towards Wuchen in a swagger.

At the same time, Gu Lu smiled and said loudly:

"Master Wuchen, we meet again."

"Amitabha!" Wuchen saw Wang Fu, and he also clasped his hands and smiled, "Donor Wang, I am honored."

"Master Wuchen, it seems that I will definitely eat the vegetarian food and tea of ​​your temple." After Wang Fu said this, he smiled and glanced at Tong Hou who was not far away.

Then he walked to Wuchen and sat down, and talked with him.

Seeing this, Tong Hou's face turned ashen, and he clenched his fists and wanted to suppress Wang Fu directly.

However, Gai Lao sent him a few words in a rather solemn voice, and he looked at the fair-skinned monk in surprise and loosened his fists.