Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Ao Yu continued to add tea.

"Master, don't be so stingy. I am a dragon, not a fickle fox. Besides, I have absolute confidence in you. With your wholehearted support, you will surely become a god." Ao Yu pursed her lips, then smiled, and spoke with confidence.

Her breath was like orchid, and her smiles and frowns made her look particularly charming and seductive.

Wang Fu's eyes lit up, and then he collected his mind, shook his head slightly, and showed a look of disbelief.

He poured the third cup of spiritual tea into his stomach, then slowly stood up, stretched out his hand and put the incarnation standing beside him into the space of the small tripod.

The Qingfu Sword also turned into a green light and drilled into the body, appearing in the dantian, and quietly suspended in front of the Yuanying.

"Let's go, it's time to go out."

After saying this, Ao Yu laughed and disappeared with understanding. In fact, he had returned to the Qingfu Sword.

In the palace of Yunming Peak, Lu'er and Xiaolan paced back and forth in front of the closed secret room deep in the palace, pursing their lips, with anxiety and nervousness on their pretty faces.

On the contrary, the little red bird and the soul-seeking beast were lying leisurely on the animal skin chair not far away, laughing nonchalantly.

"Xiaolan, the thunder that just fell from the sky went straight into the young master's secret room. Did the young master have any accidents in his cultivation?" Lu'er looked up anxiously and looked at Xiaolan beside her.

"Yes, it shouldn't be. The young master has a high level of cultivation. It's just thunder... It's just that. Now the thunder has disappeared and the secret room is intact. Maybe the young master has successfully formed a baby." Xiaolan's lips trembled a little when she heard the word "thunder", but she tried to show surprise.

"Ah, it's been two years."

Lü'er sighed when she saw Xiaolan's look, then turned to the two spirit beasts, bowed respectfully, and humbly said:

"Two spirit beast seniors, I wonder how the young master is doing?"

The spirit beast glanced at Lü'er, blinked, and then turned to look at the little red bird beside him. The latter slowly raised its wings, waved them, and made a lazy "chi chi chi" sound.

Although it meant that Lü'er should be patient, this girl was not Wang Fu, so how could she understand what the little red bird meant.

But just when she was stunned and anxious, a familiar voice came from behind her, which made her eyes light up.

"Lü'er..."

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Outside Yunming Peak, a group of cultivators learned from the woman in a light yellow dress that it was a senior master who condensed the Nascent Soul here, which caused the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

For a moment, everyone looked at the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist with a look of awe.

The peaks here are the residence of the island owner, so everyone can guess who has made the breakthrough.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng, this island owner has already condensed the Nascent Soul, what should we do now?" The man surnamed Wang looked at the seemingly calm peaks and turned to the old man surnamed Zeng and said.

"This..." The old man surnamed Zeng obviously had not experienced such a situation before. After all, it was close to the 100-year period for the election of the island owner, but the island owner had entered the Nascent Soul realm, which made him feel troubled. He couldn't just say that they were here to ask for the island owner's token and let the other party leave as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Xu Yangzi and several Jindan cultivators from Yunming Island looked at each other, with a hint of hidden mockery in their eyes.

They looked up at the sky and looked at the show.

At this moment, the woman in the light yellow dress chuckled. She tucked up her hair that fell on her chest and slowly said:

"Brother Wang, you seem to be in a dilemma."

"In fact, there is no need to be like this. We can meet this senior who has formed a Nascent Soul and witness the birth of a Nascent Soul master. It is also a rare opportunity. It is better to ask for advice openly. I think this Nascent Soul senior has entered a new level and will not care about us juniors." Seeing that the man surnamed Wang was obviously stunned, the woman continued to speak.

"Ahem, Miss Ning'er is right. I am obsessed." After hearing this, the man surnamed Wang also reacted. What's the matter with the Nascent Soul? After all, he is also a newly promoted cultivator. He is probably not that powerful. What's more, he has the support of his uncle behind him. Not only can the other party not do anything to him, but he should also treat him with courtesy.

The woman called Ning'er smiled sweetly, a trace of undetectable cunning flashed in the depths of her eyes, and then her dress fluttered, and she had already arrived in front of the white mist covering the peaks.

She bowed respectfully:

"I am Huang Ning'er, a disciple of the Qingzhou Yin Yang Fu Yue Sect Yue Ying Zhenren. Today, I am fortunate to witness the senior's infant formation, and I have come to pay my respects to you."

In the palace, Wang Fu was preaching to the two women, Lu'er. The cultivation of these two women, one stagnated at the great perfection of foundation building, and the other stagnated at the late stage of foundation building. It seemed that they could not make any progress, which made Wang Fu quite helpless.

Last time he came out of retreat in a hurry, although he met the two women once after tempering his mind, he did not pay attention to their cultivation. Now he asked them and found out that their cultivation has been stagnant for nearly 20 years.

It happened that he was in a good mood when he came out, so he planned to teach them a little, but these two people seemed to ask questions, which gave him a headache.

Because the two women were in the palace above the cave, they did not feel the pressure of the mountain, but only saw the thunder and lightning, which made them feel flustered and short of breath. So now that they saw Wang Fu come out intact, they were both excited and curious.

Yuanying realm, they had only heard about it from others before, and had never seen such a senior master. But now that the young master has reached the Yuanying realm, their status has risen invisibly, so they are no longer in the mood to listen to Wang Fu's advice.

On the contrary, the performance of Little Redbird and Seeking Spirit Beast was the same as before. After fifty years, the cultivation of both beasts has greatly improved. The former has entered the top level of level three, and the latter has also followed closely to the high level of level three. This is the result of taking demon pills as sugar pills.

Just at this time, a clear and high-pitched female voice came from outside Yunming Peak, which made Wang Fu slightly unhappy.

He had already discovered the people outside, but he just didn't want to pay attention to it, but the information mentioned in the voice of this strange woman surprised him.

Qingzhou, Yinyang Fuyue Sect?

Wang Fu clearly remembered that this was one of the top super sects in Qingzhou mentioned by Yang Xiuwei.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu's slightly frowned brows slowly relaxed.

"Okay, there are outsiders coming, you guys should restrain yourself a little." Wang Fu said to the two women and two beasts who were still excited without changing his expression.

"Yes, young master." After hearing this, Lu'er and Xiaolan bowed and saluted immediately, and then stood behind Wang Fu respectfully.

The soul-seeking beast landed on Wang Fu's shoulder stupidly, but was slapped on the back of the head by the little red bird, and then was carried to a corner of the palace beam unwillingly with a wronged look on his face.

The little red bird laughed and stretched out its little claws to pound its legs and shoulders very skillfully, with a flattering look on its little head.

Wang Fu saw this scene, and after his eyes twitched slightly, he calmly waved his hand to the sky and removed the "Xuanguan Shuiling Formation" and the formation restrictions covering the palace.

With his current cultivation, he was not worried at all that these people were plotting something bad.

Several Jindan cultivators standing in the air outside Yunming Peak suddenly saw that the scenery in front of them changed drastically. The originally calm clouds and mist suddenly surged and rolled, and large patches of water-blue halos appeared in the snow-white clouds and mist, which were hazy and rotated around the entire Yunming Peak, making strange low roars.

The faces of several people suddenly changed, and they retreated one after another. Even the woman in the light yellow dress frowned and took a few steps back. The murderous aura in the water-blue halo was really not a force they could resist.

Only the old man surnamed Zeng saw the water-blue halo in the clouds and mist, and showed a thoughtful expression. Then he seemed to think of something, and his face couldn't help but change.

Just when the expressions of several people were different, the originally rolling clouds and water-blue halo disappeared completely in an instant, as if they had never existed, and the true appearance of Yunming Peak was revealed.

"Are you from the Yin-Yang Fuyue Sect?" Wang Fu stood at the top of the stone stairs of the palace, looking at the people outside the peak calmly, his eyes swept through them one by one, and finally fell on the woman who called herself Huang Ning'er in a light yellow dress.

Looking at the delicate face of this woman, Wang Fu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt a sense of familiarity for no reason.

The woman in the light yellow dress was shocked when she saw Wang Fu's true appearance.

"It's him!"