Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu looked at the green needle magic weapon that was attacking. Although he didn't care in his heart, he still pinched it with his fingers and held up the protective aura.

At the same time, with a flick of his finger, he sacrificed a middle-grade magic weapon, fought with the green needle magic weapon, and gained a slight upper hand.

This medium-grade magic weapon was a golden awl. Wang Fu couldn't remember that it was the natal magic weapon of the unlucky guy who died in his hands. After being refined through the fire sacrifice of Ziyun Dan, it had already become his magic weapon.

With those three Nascent Soul old guys watching not far away, Wang Fu planned to put on a good show in this battle, so he did not plan to use many methods, especially magic weapons exceeding the middle grade could not be used, even if the skills were His power also needs to be weakened by half, and he wants to build himself into a golden elixir monk who just narrowly defeated the feminine man.

With his current strength and spiritual consciousness, it is not too difficult to achieve this, especially since he has many middle- and low-grade magic weapons on his body, which can suppress his spiritual consciousness to the limit of the Golden Core Realm, and he can sacrifice eight out of ten items. It is not difficult to obtain a medium-grade magic weapon.

Therefore, not long after, the people watching the battle in the surrounding attic saw an extremely strange scene.

I saw Wang Fu surrounded by a bright yellow silk damask, which emitted bright light to protect him. In addition, six or seven magic weapons above the high platform were constantly fighting with the ten green needle magic weapons offered by the feminine man. Together, they emit all kinds of dazzling light.

Extremely gorgeous.

"How come this person has so many middle-grade magic weapons? How can he perfectly sacrifice them to defend against the enemy? It's incredible."

Someone exclaimed.

"Who says otherwise? We have spent a lot of energy refining one or two magic weapons. It seems that this person's spiritual consciousness is not far from the Nascent Soul Realm. He may also be able to master some kind of powerful flame. He is indeed the island master. The candidate is indeed very strong.”

"Hey, I think this candidate might be the descendant of an elder from Yunding Palace. Otherwise, where would he find so many magic weapons to refine? Hehe... maybe he can rely on the help of senior Nascent Soul to refine these magic weapons. !”

"Well, that makes sense..."

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In the attic, there was endless discussion, and the three Nascent Soul monks also frowned slightly as they watched this scene.

"Isn't this kid the illegitimate son of Master Yun Nuo?" The yellow-robed Taoist looked extremely strange.

"Ahem, Yin has not heard that Elder Yun Nuo had a Taoist companion, but there is no guarantee that he ever had a concubine, so Mrs. Yu's murderous intention should be restrained a little." The old man in purple robe was helpless.

"Huh! If that's true, our plan will have to change. He can take out six or seven middle-grade magic weapons. If he can't keep them all, what powerful treasures can he take out." The middle-aged woman snorted, but she didn't say anything. No rebuttal.

"Hey...that's all it can do."

The other two people looked at each other, and most of their previous confidence was gone.

Wang Fu didn't know that his move had invisibly extinguished the murderous intent of the three of them. He was now using the magic weapon with sweat on his forehead, fighting with a set of green needle magic weapons, looking like he was about to run out of energy. .

Seeing this, the feminine man increased his spiritual power output, and kept making seals towards the green needle magic weapon. However, as time passed, Wang Fu still looked like that, but in fact the power of the magic weapon he used had not weakened. Half a point.

The feminine man immediately became angry.

"Your spiritual consciousness is really long-lasting, hum!"

He snorted coldly, patted the storage bag without waiting for Wang Fu's reply, and a cyan talisman flew to the top of his head. Then his fingers moved rapidly, and all the spiritual energy in his body surged towards the cyan talisman above his head.

But in an instant, the green talisman began to shine brightly.

"Not good!" Wang Fu pretended to be surprised, but actually he was laughing in his heart.

He turned his eyes and immediately shot out a series of seals, which were thrown into the fierce battle in the air. At the same time, he made the golden cone magic weapon among them leave the battlefield and shoot towards the feminine man three feet above the ground.

The golden cone kept spinning, and the golden light was dazzling. In an instant, it came to a few feet away from the feminine man. However, this man had a nonchalant attitude, and even had a sneer in his eyes.

With a roar of "dang", a golden spiritual talisman stopped in front of the golden cone, bursting out with fierce golden light. Then the spiritual talisman shook and turned into a thick layer of golden light, forming a golden bell to protect the feminine man.

"Third-level top-level defensive talisman?" Wang Fu was really surprised this time.

"Hahaha... Your Excellency has good eyesight. Although it is a bit painful to use this 'Golden Bell Talisman', it can withstand Your Excellency for a while, and Teng can safely activate the Talisman." The feminine man laughed, and then showed a ferocious look. , or even close his eyelids, and activate the talisman with peace of mind.

The "green talisman needle" talisman became brighter and brighter, and the thin cyan needles covered with silver secret patterns showed signs of being ready to come out.

Wang Fu's face turned livid, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of pure spiritual power and landed on the golden cone magic weapon. The magic weapon also made a "shoo" sound and launched a fierce offensive towards the thick golden bell.

During the rotation, violent spiritual power spread thousands of feet.

However, after ten breaths, a burst of green light rose into the sky, and the talisman above the feminine man's head was completely sacrificed.

In the sky above, nearly a thousand "green talisman needles" stared eagerly. With the ferocious man's distant finger, they instantly turned into a green torrent and headed towards Wang Fu.

Wang Fu's expression changed drastically and he looked shocked.

However, he did not sit still and wait for death. While using the defensive magic weapons surrounding him, he activated the water cloud boots on his feet. As the water light dispersed, Wang Fu's figure immediately turned into several figures and fled quickly in all directions.

The cyan torrent fell down and hit the high platform. The originally intact high platform immediately glowed with a restricted light, but the restriction did not last for two breaths before it shattered.

The phantoms that Wang Fu turned into with the Water Cloud Boots were wiped out one after another, and in the end, only the original figure was left struggling to support himself with the defensive magic weapon.

"I still underestimated the power of this talisman. It seems that only part of my strength has been exposed." Wang Fu smiled bitterly in his heart. Then he looked stern, made a hand seal with his hands, and then opened his mouth to spit out a word just before the defensive talisman could no longer support it. A thunderball the size of a human head.

Crash towards the blue torrent.

With a startling sound of "tearing", the thunderball exploded, turning into thunder that filled the sky, annihilating each other with the blue torrent.

At the same time, five spiritual lights of different colors emerged from the king's palm, and then a dragon roar sounded, turning into a dragon seal and falling from the sky.

In this way, most of the power of the talisman was finally wiped out.

"impossible!"

The feminine man showed an expression of disbelief, but then a flash of water and lightning suddenly appeared, and he felt a huge force hit the already dim "Golden Bell Talisman", and with a "click", a The golden awl was placed between his eyebrows.

If he goes one inch further, he will die.

"Pfft..." Wang Fu spit out a mouthful of blood and appeared in front of the feminine man with a pale face, looking shaky.

"You lose!"

The feminine man couldn't help but take two steps back, with a look of shock on his face. He deliberately wanted to refute, but the feeling of death brought by the golden awl between his eyebrows made him dare not act rashly.

He could only stare at Wang Fu with gritted teeth.

"What? Are you not convinced?" Wang Fu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hmph!" The feminine man clenched his fists, then looked at the old man surnamed Cao who came down from the sky with a smile on his face, waved to take back the green needle magic weapon, turned around and left the arena with his Escape Light.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching the battle in the attic was stunned for a moment, and then became an uproar.

Although many people did not understand how Wang Fu won, it did not prevent them from celebrating the birth of the owner of Yunming Island.

"Haha... I admire you, Daoist friend Wang, for his profound cultivation and many magic weapons." The hunchbacked old man came to Wang Fu with a smile and congratulated him.

Wang Fu covered his chest, put away the magic weapon, coughed, and looked like he was seriously injured:

"Ahem...it's just a fluke."

"This is not a fluke. Fellow Taoist strength is obvious to all..."

The hunchbacked old man cupped his hands again, but before he finished speaking, a purple figure suddenly appeared above the high platform. Wang Fu looked up and saw that it was the purple-robed old man among the three Nascent Soul monks.

"Greetings to the island owner!" The hunchbacked old man bowed and saluted.

"It's the owner of Ziyun Island. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the island owner's true face. It's really a worthwhile trip!"

Many monks who were refining Qi and building foundations looked at the purple figure with excitement on their faces.

Then a series of respectful voices came from the lofts on all sides:

"I'll wait to meet the island owner!"

Wang Fu also bowed his hands.