Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

what happened? "

When Wang Fu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then his expression immediately changed and he spoke in shock and anger.

The Nascent Soul aura was released uncontrollably, and several monks in the hall who were in the early stage of the Golden Core immediately felt a pressure coming on, and their faces changed slightly.

Even Huang Ning'er and the monk surnamed Wang looked shocked.

The monk surnamed Zeng, who was bearing most of the pressure, immediately turned pale. He never expected that the spiritual pressure released by Wang, who had just broken through the Nascent Soul realm, would be so terrifying.

Even in Ziyun Island Master, he had never felt it before.

"Senior, please calm down. I don't know much about this matter. I just know that Master Yun Nuan disappeared completely after he solved the beast tide on Thousand Demon Island more than fifty years ago." The old man surnamed Zeng deliberately released the spiritual light to protect the body. He had no spiritual pressure, but he was worried about angering this senior who had just entered the Nascent Soul, so he could only secretly run his skills to eliminate part of the spiritual pressure.

"More than fifty years ago?" Wang Fu frowned.

He remembered that Master Yunnuo left Thousand Demon Island after giving him the token of the master of Yunming Island, as if to complete some important event. Could it be that Master Yunnuo disappeared at that time?

"There should be something like Master Yun Nuo's life tablet soul lamp in Yunding Palace, right?" Wang Fu took a breath, his expression returned to normal, and he quietly removed his spiritual pressure, but his voice was still a little cold.

"Yes, but I can't get in touch with him as an old man. I don't know the details." The old man surnamed Zeng was a little uneasy. Although he had many friends and was very comfortable in the golden elixir realm, he still couldn't see enough against the Nascent Soul monk, so even if Wang Fu was only entering the Nascent Soul realm for the first time, but he was also a genuine Nascent Soul realm.

Not only did he not dare to feel angry, but he had to be cautious.

This is also his way of survival.

Wang Fu was naturally dissatisfied with such an answer, but he also knew it was a fact. After all, a late-stage Jindan monk couldn't see enough of such a huge thing as Yunding Palace, and he couldn't access too many secrets.

But at this time, the man in brocade robes and high crown, who had never spoken, suddenly stood up, raised his hands and spoke:

"Senior, I may know something about Master Yun Nuo."

"Oh? Tell me!" Wang Fu looked at this person.

"Wang Hong, my uncle is the elder Jian Ai of Yunding Palace. I overheard my uncle mention something about Master Yun Nuo. Although this Master is missing, his life is not worried. He seems to be trapped in some space. It was difficult to get out of the trap, which led to the disappearance. My uncle once said that Master Yun Nuo has a special status. If his life is really in danger, I am afraid that even the Great Elder of Yunding Palace will take action." The man named Wang spoke slowly. When he mentioned his uncle, it was quite showy.

This made Wang Fu, who couldn't help but laugh a little when he heard that Master Yun Nuo was not worried about his life.

But any elder with a Nascent Soul Dzogchen standing behind him would probably be like this, and maybe even more arrogant, and this person's behavior is already considered normal.

After all, compared to the unruly Tonghou of the Blood Demon Sect, the man in front of him was already very restrained.

Under the Transformation God of Yunding Palace, there are three chief elders. Elder Jian Ai, who is in charge of punishment, is one of them. The other two, one is Dan Chi and the other is Qi Greed, both are Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and this one Jian Aizi is also the strongest among the three.

"I see. I didn't expect that Taoist friend's great-uncle was actually Yun Mengze's number one sword cultivator, senior Jian Aizi. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. I think that Taoist friend's sword intention is restrained and his sword is hidden in his aura. He must have obtained Jian Aizi." The senior's true message is that the time to have a baby is not far away." Wang Fu nodded slightly, not forgetting to gesture with his hands.

The man in brocade robes and high crown who called himself Wang Hong burst out laughing when he heard this, as if he was enjoying himself, and then he returned the favor with his hand:

"Senior, you're welcome. What I've learned can't even scratch the surface of my great-uncle. Yue Ying is even more clueless. He's far behind my seniors."

"Fellow Taoist, you are so humble." Wang Fu chuckled, and then changed the topic, "But with the talents of fellow Taoist, what is the important matter of visiting Yunming Island?"

"This..." Wang Hong glanced at the old man named Zeng hesitantly.

Seeing this, the latter sighed, and then said with a wry smile:

"Senior Wang is practicing in seclusion, so he doesn't know anything. The centenary campaign for the island master of Thirty-six Points Island is approaching, but Fellow Daoist Wang is the candidate for the island master of Yunming Island. He is here for the island master's token. "

"Candidate for the island owner?" Wang Fu was stunned for a moment, then flipped his hand nonchalantly, and the silver token with the word "Yunming" printed on it appeared in his palm.

"What's the matter? It's just a token. According to the rules, the owner of the sub-island can only be a Jindan monk. I am indeed a little inappropriate now, but this hundred years should not be tomorrow. Before that, I lived in There should be nothing wrong with Yunming Peak." Wang Fu played with the token that had been with him for decades, and then with a slight movement of his finger, the token flew down in front of Wang Hong as if it had wings.

"Senior, whatever you say, as long as you are interested, this peak will always be exclusive to you." Wang Hong was quite excited when he saw the token in his hand. As soon as he stopped talking, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Huang Ning'er.

It's a pity that this woman looks very worried now and doesn't pay attention to it at all.

"That's against the rules." Wang Fu shook his head slightly, and then said to Lu'er beside him, "Lu'er, how long will it take for the hundred years to pass?"

"Back to you, sir, there's still a whole month left." Lu'er leaned forward and said.

"One month? That's fine. I will leave as soon as the one-month period is up. At that time, fellow Taoist Wang can directly take charge of this peak." Wang Fu nodded slightly.

Wang Fu didn't expect that it would be a month before the 100-year deadline. He was thinking that if there were a few years, he would continue to retreat here to digest the various insights in his mind after breaking through the Nascent Soul, and then come out of retreat. Now it seems that he has to give up and find another place.

"This..." Wang Hong didn't expect Wang Fu to agree so readily. He was worried that the island owner who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage would be very difficult to get along with. Now it seems that he was judging others by his own standards.

Thinking of this, Wang Hong felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, this matter is settled." Wang Fu's voice was somewhat unquestionable.

After hearing this, Wang Hong looked at the old man surnamed Zeng and saw the look of relief in the other's eyes.

"In this case, thank you, senior."

After Wang Hong bowed his hands to thank him, he and several other Jindan cultivators talked with Wang Fu for a while, and then they all stood up and said goodbye and left.

Wang Fu naturally didn't say anything to keep them. After instructing Lu'er and the other two girls to send them away, he looked at the direction of Qingzhou alone, dazed and absent-minded.

"Master Yang Fang, I will remember the promise we made in the past. I will go to Qingzhou in a few days. I don't know if you will be surprised when you see me."

Just as Wang Fu was muttering to himself, a faint golden halo suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Then, while Wang Fu was stunned for a while, the golden haze scattered and turned into golden light, falling from the sky, like drizzle, like tassels, soft and slow, elegant and solemn.

A corner of the text that he had glimpsed in the ancient books hit Wang Fu's heart.

His pupils were damaged, and he immediately showed a look of horror.

"Golden rain and tassels, a sign of becoming an immortal!"

"Which great human has ascended to become an immortal?"