Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Isn't this the cloud map he had seized in front of the Cangque Pavilion of the Juque Sect?

Although there are some differences between the two, the materials and patterns on them are very similar. Wang Fu had to suspect that the two maps came from the same source.

"Since you have already taken it out, I will take a look."

After Wang Fu said this with an unchanged expression, he took the incomplete map from Bai Zhi's hand seriously. As soon as he took it, Wang Fu was sure that this map and the cloud map he had seized were definitely from the same source.

On the surface, he stared at the incomplete map, but in fact he was thinking about what Bai Zhi had just said. The old man this woman met was most likely the old man he had seen in a daze on the Qianya stone steps of the Luoyu Sect.

However, he was different from Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi accepted the old man's careful teaching for several months, and even told him the origin of the [Heavenly Talisman Sutra] and the existence of the Heavenly Talisman Sect. As for Wang Fu, he was only given the first chapter of the [Heavenly Talisman Sutra], without any guidance, and had to rely on his own exploration. If you really want to count, Bai Zhi was chosen by the old man as a formal disciple of the Heavenly Talisman Sect, and he was at most half a disciple.

As for the word "spiritual orifice" mentioned by Bai Zhi, it seems that the more it is opened, the better.

Bai Zhi's "spiritual orifice" is seven, and Wang Fu vaguely remembers that the old man once said that his "spiritual orifice" was eight.

I think the "spiritual orifice" should be related to comprehension. No wonder he comprehended many spells very quickly. It's a pity that his spiritual root is the worst five-element mixed spiritual root. Otherwise, he might have been taught by the old man himself.

When condensing the "Talisman Soul", it would not have almost collapsed and died.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu sighed in his heart.

Then he took out the stolen cloud map in Bai Zhi's surprised eyes and said lightly:

"I can't see any secrets in this map, but I also have a copy."

"Senior really has one too. It seems that you have also met that elder." Bai Zhi said in surprise. She subconsciously thought that Wang Fu had a similar experience to her.

Wang Fu did not refute or nod.

Then the two studied for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. They could only put away their respective cloud maps helplessly.

"Bai Zhi, don't show this map to others casually in the future. If someone with ulterior motives sees it, it may cause a disaster." Wang Fu warned.

"Senior, don't worry. I woke up." Bai Zhi's eyes smiled into a pair of crescent moons.

"Okay, you and I know about the 'Tian Fu Sect'. Don't expose this when you practice in the Wenren Family in the future." Wang Fu nodded slightly. With his indifferent personality, he would not care about others so much at ordinary times, but Bai Zhi was different. In a sense, they were from the same sect.

The [Tian Fu Sutra] given by the mysterious old man helped Wang Fu a lot, and Wang Fu was also willing to give some pointers to this formal disciple of the 'Tian Fu Sect' in secret.

"Well, senior, don't worry. I have been away from home for a few years in the world of immortal cultivation, and I have seen a lot of intrigues and deceptions." Bai Zhi nodded, and then asked, "Senior, you haven't told me what I need to do in the Wenren Family."

"Don't worry, it's not a difficult thing. I just found a student for you."

At this point, Wang Fu suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then he looked up and looked outside the hall, where a purple figure was walking slowly with lotus steps.

...

In a blink of an eye, Wang Fu has been the great elder of the Wenren Family for nearly a year.

In half a month, the "Eye of the Spiritual Spring" gathering of the four major families in the Barefoot Mountains will take place.

This gathering is held in the "Spiritual Spring Valley" in the center of the mountains. It is held once every ten years, and the purpose is to divide the spiritual ointment produced by the "Eye of the Spiritual Spring". The four major families each send out three people in the foundation-building stage to draw lots for a competition. Finally, the ranking is based on the number of wins. The first place can get 40% of the spiritual ointment, the second place can get 30% of the spiritual ointment, and so on.

In the past, the Wenren family would set off on the day close to the agreed date, but this time it was ten days in advance.

Wenren Qingcang drove a huge golden disc magic weapon and sped through the sky. A group of more than ten people, including Wang Fu, stood on the magic weapon, but Wang Fu's aura at this moment was only at the level of the great perfection of the foundation-building stage. He was still dressed in black and stood in the crowd, inconspicuous.

However, his lips moved slightly, but he was communicating with the two old men, one white and one blue, in front of the magic weapon.

"Great elder, in a moment we will reach the sky above the 'Banbi Peak', which is the only way for the Xiong family to go to the 'Lingquan Valley'." Wenren Qingcang stood in front of the magic weapon, controlling the magic weapon to fly while transmitting the voice.

"Well, I'll have to trouble you two this time." Wang Fu nodded slightly and then transmitted the voice.

"Great elder, what are you talking about? We have long been dissatisfied with the Xiong family. Twenty years ago, they shamelessly settled in the Chijiao Mountains. If it weren't for the orders of the ancestors of the Li and Gao families, our three major families would have driven them out long ago. How could we let them share the spiritual paste for nothing." Nan Songzi's tone was a little indignant, and then he smiled, "If we get rid of the Xiong family this time, the Feng and Zhao families will also owe our Wenren family a favor."

Hearing this, Wang Fu sneered in his heart.

Xiong Lie, this time I will completely destroy your Xiong family.

A moment later, a strange mountain came into Wang Fu's sight.

This peak is high, but only half of it remains. From a distance, it looks like a great force splits the peak in two from left to right, with half disappearing and the other half remaining. The peak is indeed as its name suggests, Half Wall Peak.

The disc magic weapon hovered above the peak, and then Wenren Qingcang cast a concealment spell to cover up the magic weapon's aura and figure, while Nan Songzi stepped out of the magic weapon and landed on the top of the peak.

According to the pre-planned plan, Nan Songzi set up a huge formation to trap the enemy based on the half-bill peak. Although Wang Fu didn't know much about the formation, combined with his own Xiaosi Spirit Formation, he could see the aura of the one-pole formation flag. From the looks of it, this formation is definitely at the mid-level Xuan level.

After the formation was arranged, Nan Songzi returned to the disc magic weapon.

"Great Elder, this formation is called 'Pan Yun Shui Guang Formation'. It is a mid-grade Xuan-level formation that combines the illusion formation and the trapping formation. If an ordinary golden elixir monk cannot grasp the key, it is not difficult to be trapped for several months. Even if The Golden Elixir Dzogchen cultivator is difficult to defeat in a short period of time.”

"Even Xiong Lie can't get out."

"Later, I will hand over the hub for entering and exiting this formation to the Great Elder. After Xiong Lie enters the formation, the Great Elder can catch the turtle in the jar."

"Thank you." Wang Fu sent a message to express his thanks.

"It's a small matter..."

Then the three of them chatted about some details via message, and then waited quietly, and this wait lasted for several days.

The few foundation-building monks had doubts, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They just meditated quietly to refine their Qi. Especially two of them, including Wen Renzijian, closed their eyes to rest and adjust their state to the best. , without him, they are the two people from the Wenren family competing for the share of the spiritual ointment this time.

As for the other person, it was Wang Fu.

He planned to hide his cultivation and seize the spiritual ointment. After all, the "Jin Yuan Dan" that could help Jin Dan monks break through the realm was too attractive to Wang Fu. No wonder he bullied the small ones.

This is also the reason why Wang Fu used Crane Breath Technique to control his cultivation to the stage of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

On this day, Wang Fu, who was sitting next to Wen Renzijian, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Then he stood up and disappeared on the disc magic weapon in an instant.

Except for Wenren Qingcang and Nan Songzi who were aware of it, no one else on the round magic weapon could notice it.

"Fellow Daoist Qingcang, it seems that the Xiong family has arrived." Nan Songzi opened his eyes and looked at the black figure outside in the distance, "The great elder's spiritual consciousness is really powerful, but there is no trace of me. Not found.”

"Fellow Taoist Nansong, let's not talk about you. I haven't noticed it yet." Wenren Qingcang raised his eyelids slightly, but then he said quickly, "Wait a minute, here we come."

Sure enough, a moment later, a huge spiritual beast spread its wings and came from a distance. A closer look revealed that it was a giant black eagle with a wingspan of nearly thirty feet.

On the back of the giant eagle, there are dozens of figures in different costumes standing sparsely. The leader is tall and tall, the ancestor of the Xiong family, Xiong Lie.

"Huh? There seems to be something wrong with Xiong Lie's aura..."

Wenren Qingcang suddenly frowned.