Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Have you two fellow Taoists ever seen this person?"

Among the four Jindan monks, the only old man in white who was in the late Jindan stage held up a portrait and looked at Wang Fu and the two of them. His eyes were sharp and he had a smile on his face.

As if he also realized that his words were inappropriate, the old man in white changed his tone and softened:

"I am presumptuous. My surname is Gan, and I am an elder of the 'Pingyang Merchant Alliance'. These three are also members of our Merchant Alliance. The four of us have been ordered by the leader of our Merchant Alliance to hunt down this person. This person has stolen from our Merchant Alliance." The treasure has been hiding in Yunyuan City for decades, and has lost its whereabouts in the past few years. Our merchant alliance thought that he had left the city, and after several investigations, we tracked it down. "

"I wonder if you two have ever met this officer? If you can provide information, our Pingyang Merchant Alliance will definitely reward you generously."

After saying that, the four of them bowed their hands towards Wang Fu and the other two.

Yan Ziming looked at the thin Taoist holding a whisk in the portrait, thoughtfully, then frowned and shook his head as if he had never seen it before.

"Forgive me, fellow Taoist, but we have never met this person." Wang Fu spoke directly.

The old man in white couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, so he had to put the portrait away and said with a wry smile:

"That's it, I'm sorry to bother you."

"If two fellow Taoists meet later, please be more careful. As long as you provide information about this person, our merchant alliance will be grateful after it is confirmed." The old man in white hesitated for a moment, and then said again.

Wang Fu nodded slightly.

The old man in white bowed his hand, and then led the other three people away with a depressed look on his face, as if he was continuing to search.

Wang Fu didn't stop, and as soon as his spiritual power was wrapped up, he and Yan Ziming disappeared from the spot.

But not long after they left, the old man in white came back again, looking at Qinghong disappearing into the sky with a cold expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Gan, I think these two people are very suspicious." One of the four monks wearing a blue brocade robe couldn't help but remind them.

"I think so..." The other two people agreed.

"Suspicious? Haha, it's more than just suspicious. I have used my immortal sect's secret technique to detect it at close range. There is no aura of Junior Brother Yu on the black-clothed monk, but the man in the dark yellow gown is definitely related to Junior Brother Yu's death." The old man sneered, a murderous intent appearing on his face.

"Why did Senior Brother Gan say that we were chasing Senior Brother Yu? It turned out to be to get in close contact with these two people so that he could use his secret skills. Senior Brother Gan is not only powerful in cultivation, but even his tactics are far inferior to those of the three of us. "

The blue brocade-robed monk first bowed his hands in compliment, and then raised doubts:

"However, Senior Brother Gan, since we have determined that the person has Senior Brother Yu's aura on him, why didn't you just take action? Let them run away this time. How can we find Yunmengze in such a vast area?"

"Do it? The few of us may not be able to beat the black-clothed monk. Have you noticed the black-clothed monk's speed? It is definitely not comparable to the average Golden Core realm. I am afraid that only the Golden Core Perfection can capture him. Although Junior Brother Yu We must avenge ourselves, but we must not act recklessly or lose our lives in vain. My spiritual insect 'Chasing the Wind Mosquito' has already memorized the auras of these two people. It is impossible to escape even if it is thousands of miles away. All we have to do is return to the Merchant Alliance and report. Alliance Leader Yu, the Alliance Leader will find a way to avenge his clan brother." While analyzing, the old man in white spread his palm and revealed a black mosquito the size of his thumb.

This mosquito has a powerful aura, but it is also an extremely rare spiritual insect.

"I see, Senior Brother Gan is thoughtful, but Senior Brother, this spiritual mosquito... If Junior Brother remembers correctly, it seems to be one of the strange insects in the world. It really makes Junior Brother envious." The blue brocade robe. The monk looked flattering.

"Haha... Yes, this 'Wind Chasing Mosquito' is the 83rd spiritual insect on the list of strange insects in the world. My brother also found it by chance in Yunyuan City. It is not easy..." The old man in white said quite a lot. He stroked his beard proudly and looked at the "wind-chasing mosquito" in his palm with increasing satisfaction.

But just before he finished speaking, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the spiritual mosquito in his palm disappeared.

"who!"

The old man in white was immediately furious. Following his connection with the "Wind Chasing Mosquito", he directly locked onto the space ten feet away to the left, where there was a red bird with a vertical feather on its head.

And his "wind-chasing mosquito" happens to be held in this bird's beak.

"What a beast, come and die!" The old man in white was furious, and immediately opened his mouth, and an orange-red light blurted out instantly, heading straight for the little bird.

With his mind connected, he could already feel the wail of "Wind Chasing Mosquito".

Suddenly, several strands of three-color silk threads appeared out of thin air and wrapped around the fine light, forming a cage that directly imprisoned his magic weapon in mid-air.

The hammer-shaped true body was revealed.

"What..." When the old man in white saw this scene, his pupils shrank, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Then he took up the escape light without any explanation and flew away in the opposite direction.

But just as he flew a few feet away, a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile suddenly sounded in his ears, making him feel like he was dying.

"You are decisive, but it's a pity that you are too slow."

As soon as this sound fell, the old man in white felt the world spinning, and his eyes alternately rotated between the blue water and the blue sky.

Immediately afterwards, he fell completely into darkness.

Everything happened so fast, like lightning.

The other three people only saw their senior brother Gan shouting angrily a few times before disappearing on the spot, followed by a flash of green light, and then their heads disappeared.

The three of them were terrified and their hearts were beating fast.

But they had never seen where the enemy came from, so they could only stand back to back in a triangle.

They didn't understand until two figures covered in green light slowly fell from the sky.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A green light flashed, and two of them followed the footsteps of the old man in white before they could say anything.

As for the other person, he was already scared out of his wits, but knowing that he would die, he sacrificed his life magic weapon, but as a talisman flew in front of him, with a bang, his body was directly wiped out.

"You are smart, knowing that you are involved in the lives of these people with me." Wang Fu stretched out his hand and took back the shiny Qingfu sword, and then looked at Yan Ziming beside him with a meaningful look.

This person just took the initiative to ask Wang Fu to leave one person for him to finish off, which made Wang Fu have a new understanding of this person. His degree of understanding of the times is already terrifying.

"Ahahaha... I won't hide anything when talking to you, if I don't take my own life, I may never have the chance to enter Yunyuan City again in this life." Yan Ziming laughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, but in fact, he had a deeper understanding of Wang Fu's terror in his heart.

He killed a late Jindan and two mid-Jindan cultivators at will. With such strength, he must be at least a Jindan Great Perfection.

Wang Fu did not say anything, but just fired a few Dan fires step by step to destroy the corpses and collect the four people's Jindan, magic weapons and storage bags. However, he took a look at the storage bag of the early Jindan cultivator and threw it to Yan Ziming.

"Senior, this..." Yan Ziming was a little confused.

"Since you have killed them, you should also take one of the storage bags. I am not so domineering." Wang Fu said calmly.

"Hehe, thank you very much, senior." Yan Ziming heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he also took it without hesitation.

Wang Fu nodded slightly.

With his divine sense, he had discovered that the four white-clothed old men had a similar aura to that of the skinny Taoist whose heart was taken out by Shi Fangzi. Naturally, he was suspicious of what they said, and then deliberately left, hiding his body. As expected, he found out the real purpose of several people.

He no longer hesitated and directly killed them without leaving any room.

He had just come to Yunmengze, and he didn't want to be remembered like this.

"Chijiji..." After the little red bird swallowed the "wind-chasing mosquito", its aura seemed to increase again. It landed on Wang Fu's shoulder, and even its voice became much happier.

Wang Fu touched the little guy's head to show encouragement, and then drove the Xuanlei Sword again, wrapped Yan Ziming, and rushed away in the direction indicated by him.

Yunmengze was boundless at a glance, and all he could see was the vast waters. Yan Ziming also relied on sections of islands and shallow swamps as signs. In this way, it took seven or eight days to travel a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

Only then did I see the shadow of a huge city in the distance.