Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

That's for sure! "

Lu'er nodded and smiled.

"Yunding Palace is the largest force in Yunmengze. Excluding Yunyuan City, each of the nine main islands is almost the same size as other sects. There is also the main island. After careful calculation, Yunding Palace controls it. There are hundreds of large and small islands in Yunmengze, and neither the righteous nor the evil ones dare to offend them easily. The owner of the thirty-six islands is the best way for other monks to directly join the Yunding Palace. As long as you become the owner of a sub-island, you will enjoy resources within a hundred years that are far beyond the reach of most monks. Basically, the strength of those seniors who can serve for a hundred years will be greatly improved, not to mention casual cultivators, even those of other powerful sects. The senior masters will all come to compete for the position of the island master, and with such a grand occasion, most of them will come to watch the ceremony even if they are not strong enough," Lu'er said happily as she followed Wang Fu with her Qingye Flying Spirit Weapon. With.

"I didn't expect you to know these things so clearly, which makes me a little surprised. However, as far as I know, the island owners of the nine main islands are appointed by Yunding Palace, while the island owners of the thirty-six sub-islands are appointed by Yun Ding Palace. Many monks from outside the Ding Palace came here to compete, but it must be a once-in-a-century choice." Wang Fu said with a chuckle.

"Isn't this a special situation? Normally, it's a one-hundred-year election. It's only half way to the next hundred years. The position of the island master can't remain empty for forty or fifty years, right? The acting island master sent by Yunding Palace He couldn't convince the crowd, so this was the grand occasion of Ziyun Island." Lu'er laughed playfully.

Wang Fu also nodded slightly after hearing this.

"Senior, do you want to compete for the position of the island leader?" Lu'er turned to look at Wang Fu, with a face full of expectation, which scared Xiao Lan half to death.

"Senior, if you compete for the island master, Lu'er will be the first to support you."

"They should participate in the fight. By the way, do you recognize this token?" Wang Fu chuckled, then turned his hand to reveal the silver token engraved with the word "Yunming".

"Token?" Lu'er looked confused, and then a look of shock appeared on her pretty face.

"This...this is..."

The woman pointed to the silver token on the king's armrest, and her words were unclear for a moment.

"What's the use of this token?" Wang Fu saw this and spoke again without changing his expression.

"Island, the island owner's token, this is the island owner's token of Yunming Island! Senior, you really know how to have fun with Lu'er. You still have to participate in the fight with the island owner's token." Lu'er was a little frightened, so Even her pretty face turned slightly pale.

Xiaolan next to her even softened when she heard the words "Island Master's Token". If she hadn't been leaning on Lu'er, she would have fallen down.

When Wang Fu learned the truth about the token, he was also slightly stunned.

Then he quickly put the token away again, not even forgetting to look around.

Perhaps after seeing the island owner's token, Lu'er and Xiaolan didn't dare to continue talking. They even thought about where the token in the senior's hand came from.

Was it taken from the previous island owner?

Or where did you pick it up?

In short, the two women didn't dare to say another word at this moment. If Wang Fu hadn't been there, they would have fled on the spot.

Wang Fu naturally noticed the strangeness between the two women, but on the surface he remained calm, but in his heart he was thinking about the purpose of the token given to him by Master Yun Nuo.

Until the three people with their own thoughts landed in a square on Ziyun Island, Lu'er had just put away the flying spiritual weapon when a fat old man wearing a silver-rimmed white robe walked towards him from the crowd.

This person swept over the three of them, and then settled on Wang Fu. He immediately showed a warm smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"Is this fellow Taoist Wang Fuwang in person?"

"Who is your Excellency? It seems that we have never met before!" Wang Fu had discovered this person a long time ago. Although the other person only had the late Golden Core cultivation level, he was still wary in his heart.

His spiritual consciousness is also involuntarily locked on this person. Whenever the other party makes any changes, he can respond immediately.

"Fellow Taoist Wang, don't be nervous. This old man's surname is Zeng. I'm here to wait for you on the orders of Elder Yunnuo." The fat old man stood three feet away and looked at Wang Fu with a smile.

"Senior Yun Nuo?" Wang Fu raised his brows slightly, nodded slightly, and then relaxed. Of course, his consciousness was still vigilant.

"I wonder if Senior Yunnuo has any instructions?"

"Fellow Taoist, please be patient. Is the token that Elder Yun Nuo gave to you still there?" the old man said.

Wang Fu nodded, then turned his palm over, revealing the silver token again.

After the old man saw the token, his expression became obviously warmer, and then he stretched out his hand and said:

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me. I will answer your questions one by one." After saying this, the old man led the way.

Wang Fu thought for a while and followed.

Lu'er looked at Wang Fu's back, and after looking at Xiaolan, she bit her teeth and pulled the somewhat reluctant Xiaolan to follow closely behind Wang Fu.

After listening to the words of the senior wearing the Yunding Palace robe, Lu'er had already given up the bad thoughts in her mind.

The old man surnamed Zeng turned to look at Wang Fu who was following him, and then glanced at the two women behind Wang Fu. He didn't say anything more, but led Wang Fu all the way across a palace and then walked through a long corridor. Finally, he climbed up to an attic and opened a rather exquisite room on the third floor of the attic.

The room here is walled on three sides and open on one side.

The open area has an excellent view. You can see the scenery of Ziyun Island from a distance, and you can even see the scenery of the waters outside the island.

Looking down, outside the attic is a huge space with a radius of a thousand feet, just like a gladiator arena.

The arena is surrounded by a circle of attics, most of which are two-story. For example, there are only four three-story attics where Wang Fu is, standing in four directions, echoing each other.

At this moment, there are many figures standing around the arena, including those attics. Most of them are immortal cultivators. Even if there are mortals, they are servants serving tea and water.

These cultivators are in groups of two or three, whispering to each other, making the entire arena seem

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please sit down." The old man surnamed Zeng looked at Wang Fu with a smile, and pointed to the rosewood chair in the room.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng, let's talk about the matter. What does Senior Yun Rao want me to do?" Wang Fu slowly sat in front of the antique fence, his eyes fixed on the huge platform on the thousand-foot gladiator arena in front of him, but he spoke without turning his head.

"Fellow Daoist Wang holds the token of the island master of Yunming Island. Elder Yunrao naturally hopes that fellow Daoist will take the position of island master." The old man also sat on the chair next to Wang Fu with a smile.

Seeing this, Lu'er obediently took the teapot and teacups that had been prepared in the room and brewed spiritual tea for Wang Fu and Xiaolan, and then stood behind Wang Fu obediently on the left and right.

Acting as a maid.

"As far as I know, the position of the island master of Sanshiliufen Island needs to be fought for. There has never been a designated precedent." Wang Fu glanced at Lu'er, somewhat approvingly, and then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"That's the rule, but Fellow Daoist Wang only knows one side of the story. Although the position of the island master is held by a cultivator outside the Yunding Palace, the Yunding Palace has the right to designate candidates for the island master. Fellow Daoist Wang, holding the Yunming Island master token, is the candidate for the island master. If other cultivators want to become the island master, they need to take the token from you. If you can protect the token in the last match, you can legitimately take the position of the island master." After saying this, the old man surnamed Zeng also tasted a sip of spiritual tea.

Then he smacked his lips and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, your maid is really smart."

Wang Fu was slightly stunned, but did not refute. Instead, he spoke again with an unchanged expression:

"Fellow Daoist Zeng means that I am the candidate for the island master designated by Senior Yunrao?"

"That's right. Of course, if you don't want to be the island master, you just need to return the token to me." The old man surnamed Zeng looked like he was smiling, but his eyes never left Wang Fu.

Wang Fu did not reply after hearing this.

The old man surnamed Zeng understood Wang Fu's idea after seeing this.

"In this case, Fellow Daoist Wang, you only need to wait quietly for others to decide the final winner, and then go to the competition. However, I still want to remind you that my Yunding Palace rarely designates candidates for island division, and the position of the island master of Yunming Island is not a choice for a hundred years, so the competition is very fierce. Your opponent will be the most terrifying existence of the Jindan realm cultivators in Yunmengze. Although death is not allowed in the competition, if you accidentally destroy your Dantian or break your arms and legs, it will be a bit of a loss." He still had a smiling look.

After hearing this, Wang Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the old man surnamed Zeng, and said indifferently:

"Are you threatening me?"