Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

In Wang Fu's eyes, after hearing the message from the old man in Confucian robes, Zijian's face clearly showed some abnormality, especially when he saw the piece of "red fire iron" flashing with light.

But just when Wang Fu felt that he would be treated unfairly, the greed in Zijian's eyes quickly disappeared and he sent a message back:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I am not helping you in this matter. These five jade pillars were refined by the elders of our clan, and they are connected with the elders' minds. When the 'divine power talisman' rises on the jade pillars, the elders of the clan already know it. ”

"My power cannot change this."

"So, sorry."

When the old man in Confucian robes heard this, his face was uncertain, his fists were clenched, he was tempted but afraid of others' power, he turned his head and snorted coldly at Wang Fu, and walked away.

However, Wang Fu's consciousness clearly saw that there was a hint of danger in the old guy's eyes, not only for him, but also for the woman in the white dress beside him.

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the leaving figure of the old man in Confucian robes, flashing a faint murderous intention that was difficult for others to detect.

Naturally, the others had not discovered the message transmission between the old man in Confucian robes and Wenren Zijian. They were still wondering why the old man in Confucian robes suddenly left so angrily, but soon they forgot about this unpleasant thing and turned towards Wang Fu complimented.

"Congratulations, senior, for becoming a disciple of the Wenren family this time, it can be said that you have skyrocketed."

"The ability of the senior to draw the second-level top-level spiritual talisman can be cultivated in the 'Spiritual Vortex' for at least three or four months. When the cultivation level breaks through, the influence among the disciples will be greatly enhanced."

"Congratulations, senior..."

Facing the congratulations of these people, Wang Fu did not treat them coldly, but responded with a smile and a nod.

At this time, Wenren Zijian came to Wang Fu, cupped his hands and said:

"I admire my fellow Taoist's skills in making talismans. Please rest with me in front of the Yinke Hall for a while. After the remaining four pillars are chosen to determine the winner, we can go back to the clan together."

"I understand." Wang Fu responded, cupping his hands, "Thank you."

Wenren Zijian nodded with a smile, and then put away the jade pillar with the symbol of the talisman. Sure enough, as the woman in the white skirt said, she did not return the "divine power talisman". As for the "returning spirit talisman" of the old man in Confucian robes, it never appeared again. .

After Wenren Zijian led Wang Fu to the high platform of the guest reception hall, he left to continue presiding over the selection, while Wang Fu waited silently. As time went by, the remaining four jade pillars glowed one after another until it got dark, and finally all of them were Decide the winner.

However, since the weapon refining and alchemy refining were only the preliminary rounds, the fair-looking young man, under Wen Ren Zijian's instructions, led the six people to Wen Ren's underground fire execution to judge the final winner.

As for Wang Fu and the other monks who had been confirmed, they temporarily stayed in the guest hall.

Among the two people, there was an old man in yellow clothes and a young woman with a graceful figure wearing a midriff-baring dress. The former practiced a formation, while the latter was a Gu cultivator.

This is the second time Wang Fu has met a monk who practices the path of Gu. The last time the cultivator caused him a lot of trouble, and he even wandered between life and death several times. Therefore, it is particularly special for Wang Fu to meet a monk who practices the path of Gu. Notice.

However, this woman's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, not to mention that she is far away from Taoist Gu. Even if she is really at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, with Wang Fu's current cultivation level, she is not afraid of it.

The three of them didn't talk much, but under the guidance of Wen Ren Zijian, Wang Futao also knew that the old man Huang Zi was surnamed Shen, and Sister Gu was surnamed Miao. The former was a local monk in Hexi County, and the woman surnamed Miao came from Jingpo. for remote places.

There are many mortal attendants in the Hall of Guests. The men are thin and the women are well-behaved. They must have been specially trained by the Wenren family to receive and serve immortal cultivators. They are all respectful and provide good service.

That night, Wenren Zijian even arranged for several well-behaved and pretty ordinary women to sleep with Wang Fu, but Wang Fu naturally refused.

However, under Wang Fu's consciousness, the old man in yellow, who was practicing the formation method, embraced the five or six well-behaved, shy-faced girls and accepted them all.

One night, nothing to say.

Early the next morning, Wenren Zijian led Wang Fu and the other two people to leave the guest reception hall and drove the flying spiritual weapon to the center of the Wenren family. As for the other monks, they had left one after another as early as yesterday.

The central area of ​​the Wenren family was shrouded in a vast white mist, like a sea of ​​fog, making it difficult for people to see their true appearance.

In the sea of ​​fog, the white air was billowing and extremely dense. There were also many looming figures swimming in the sea of ​​fog. Occasionally, there were a few roars of beasts and eagles, which were probably the flying spirit beasts kept in captivity by the Wenren family.

With a thought in his mind, Wang Fu stretched out a ray of his spiritual consciousness and tentatively swept it towards the sea of ​​fog. However, as soon as his spiritual consciousness invaded the sea of ​​fog, he felt like he was entering a quagmire. After reaching a distance of tens of feet, it was difficult to move forward and could not completely penetrate. Through.

Wang Fu felt a shiver in his heart. He knew that the white mist was probably Wen's clan-protecting formation. Most of it contained restrictions that blocked his spiritual consciousness. If he probed deeply, he might activate the defensive power of the formation.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu hurriedly took back the ray of consciousness.

As for the old man surnamed Shen and the woman surnamed Miao, they both looked shocked when they looked at the vast sea of ​​fog in front of them, with a hint of awe in their eyes. Especially the old man surnamed Shen. He was a practitioner of formations. It was his first time to see such a vast and powerful formation. His eyes were opened for a while and his eyes were dazzled.

Wenren Zijian took in the expressions of the three of them, quite satisfied, and a touch of pride. Then he held a magic formula in his hand, and during the transformation, he condensed a small red flag made of spiritual power and came out. .

Then, in front of Wang Fu and the other two, he moved his lips slightly and chanted something. The small red flag immediately shone brighter and brighter, like a ball of light.

"Open!"

After reciting the formula for a while, Wenren Zijian glared, and suddenly shouted, pointing at the vast white fog in front of him. The bright red flag in front of him immediately shot out a ten-inch red light column, which rushed into the white fog.

Then, Wenren Zijian changed the formula in his hand again, and a light curtain spread out from the small red flag, instantly covering the four people and forming a huge light red ball of light.

The front end of the light ball was connected to the red light column.

Then, an amazing scene appeared.

In an instant, the light ball rushed into the sea of ​​fog under the traction of the light column. The thick white fog automatically separated, forming a passage leading directly to the inside with the light column as the center, and the light ball rushed in the passage.

Wherever the light ball passed, the white fog dispersed, and the white fog behind it surged up to fill the gap.

A flying spirit beast in the sea of ​​fog looked at the light ball with curiosity, and actually followed the light ball for a while, but it was soon submerged in the fog and disappeared.

After about a quarter of an hour, the light ball finally passed through the sea of ​​fog. Under the bright sunshine, the light ball dispersed, and a scene like a paradise appeared in front of several people.

Before they had time to look carefully, a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth immediately rushed over. Wang Fu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his heart was shocked.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is more than ten times stronger than that of the outside world.

"It is worthy of being a treasure land that can give birth to the 'Eye of the Spirit Spring'." Wang Fu sighed in his heart, quite happy. With such a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it must be even stronger in the "Spiritual Vortex", and there is hope to break through the seal on the black pill furnace.

What came into view was a land of continuous mountains, lush and green everywhere, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and spiritual beasts flying. Among the mountains, a giant peak came into view, which was particularly eye-catching.

At the foot of the giant peak, there were countless houses of all sizes, and even many streets, just like a town. There were many figures on the streets, coming and going. A closer look showed that most of them were mortals without cultivation.

As for the top of the giant peak, there were rows of pavilions and towers, exquisite and exquisite, and many cultivators were flying around with magic tools and spiritual tools, looking busy.

"Three, welcome to the territory of my Wenren family. This peak is called Lingjiao Peak, one of the three spiritual peaks in the Chijiao Mountains..."

At this time, Wenren Zijian's voice came slowly from the side.