Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The big man surnamed Tu raised his eyebrows slightly, then stretched out his hand, and the red light immediately fell into his palm, revealing the true appearance of a musical note.

The transmission talisman danced left and right in his hand, and the flames swayed. After a few breaths, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he showed a rather strange expression.

"Senior Tu, what new situation has arisen? Could it be that the demon army has arrived?" Seeing this, the handsome man among the six couldn't help but speak, voicing the questions in the other people's minds.

When the other five people heard this, including the white-haired old man, their faces tightened and their expressions became solemn.

However, the short and thin monk surnamed Zuo seemed to have heard the content of the transmission notes. Instead of being nervous, he felt relaxed and relieved.

"Don't be nervous. It's not about monsters, but our reinforcements should be arriving. This transmission note was sent by Master Nephew Song who was guarding the teleportation array. At this moment, something strange happened in the teleportation array, and the teleportation light lit up. According to Cong Yunyuan Judging from the time of the city's teleportation, if they are really reinforcements, they should have arrived. Ziming, Junior Brother Kong, you two should go to Chihuo Valley to greet them and invite them over." The man surnamed Tu laughed loudly. With a look of excitement on his face, he quickly looked at the white-haired old man and the handsome man and gave instructions.

When the six people heard this, they were immediately overjoyed.

After the handsome man looked at the white-haired old man, he immediately set off, took up the escape light, flew out of the attic, and went to the valley on the south side of Crimson Fire Island to greet him.

The moment the two of them left the attic, the twin sisters said "We're going too," and then flew out of the attic.

The big man surnamed Tu was in a good mood and did not stop him. After all, they were all monks from Jiyan Mountain.

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In a valley on the south side of Chihuo Road, a middle-aged man in the early stage of the Golden Elixir led several foundation-building monks to guard a black jade platform several feet in size.

As soon as they discovered the signs of teleportation on the stone platform, they immediately released the transmission talisman. Now looking at the shining light emerging from the stone platform, their faces were full of excitement.

Within a few breaths, dozens of blurry figures appeared on the spacious stone platform. After the light completely dissipated, the figures immediately became clear.

It was Wang Fu and his party who were teleported from Yunyuan City through the teleportation array.

"Ji Yanshan Song Huofeng, I have met all of you seniors." The middle-aged man surnamed Song saw the people in the teleportation formation, each one with a more terrifying aura than the last. Although he was frightened, he quickly bowed and saluted, and announced his home.

As soon as Wang Fu appeared, he immediately felt the red mist covering the entire sky, and frowned slightly. Just then, the voice of the man named Song came, and he looked at this person intently.

Whether it was Nangong Yunshuang, whose face was as cold as frost, or the old man in purple robe who looked up at the sky to observe the strange red mist, the three old foxes all showed their unwillingness to pay attention to a monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, so Wang Fu had no choice but to take over.

Who told him that he had just advanced to Nascent Soul?

As for the other high-level Jindan monks, they all looked like they were following the lead of the five of them.

"Is this Crimson Fire Island?" Wang Fu looked at this person calmly with a faint smile on his face.

"Senior, this is Crimson Fire Island." Song Huofeng immediately became more respectful when he saw that the speaker's aura was unfathomable and his faint spiritual pressure could only be found in the Nascent Soul realm on the island.

When Wang Fu heard this, he nodded slightly, and then he was about to continue speaking, but he felt something. He raised his head and saw four rays of light of different colors flying from behind the middle-aged monk who called himself Song Huofeng. .

In an instant, it fell in front of me.

The light faded away, revealing two men and two women.

"A disciple of Jiyanshan Jirong Zhenren, Kong Xuzi has met five seniors and fellow Taoists." The white-haired old man stepped forward and saluted Wang Fu and others respectfully.

The other three people were excited but also looked respectful.

"May I ask if the five seniors are here to support Chihuo Island?" The white-haired old man looked at Wang Fu with some anxiety.

"Of course. Wang is the owner of the Yunming Island of Yunding Palace. These three are the Yin Island owners of Ziyun Island, as well as the guests on the island, Daochang You and Mrs. Yu, and this one is Nangong of Yunding Palace. Elder. The four of us, including the eleven Jindan realm colleagues behind us, came to support us on the orders of Elder Nangong. I see that all the formations on the island have been activated, but the demon army is already attacking? "Wang Fujian? The purple-robed old man still didn't say anything, so he had no choice but to nod and ask about the situation on the island.

"It turns out to be Senior Wang. This is Taoist Fellow Yanzi Mingyan who has just joined me in Jiyan Mountain, and fellow Taoist Jin Ling and Jin Dang. Senior Wang is right, the demon clan army has already assembled, probably less than half of it. They will arrive at Chihuo Island again in an hour and launch an attack." The white-haired old man quickly introduced the three people behind him, and then quickly told the current situation on the island.

"Fellow Daoist Yan?" Wang Fu glanced at the three people behind the old man. He was a little surprised at the twin sisters. Of course, he was even more surprised that Yan Ziming, whom he met when he first came to Yunmengze, was also here.

This person's cultivation has even advanced to the late stage of Jindan, and it seems that he is not far from Dzogchen.

But Yan Ziming glanced at Wang Fu dumbly, and then seemed to remember this senior whose face had not changed at all.

When Wang Fu saw this, he was about to ask a few questions, but a burst of fragrance suddenly surged into his nose, and then a gust of cold wind drifted past him, but Nangong Yunshuang, who had been silent all this time, moved. She walked past Wang Fu on lotus steps, looked at the white-haired old man with her frost-like eyes, then lightly opened her mouth and let out a cold voice:

"Tell me the specific situation."

"Yes...yes!" The white-haired old man trembled and spoke respectfully, "Back to senior, nearly a month ago, the demon army suddenly attacked, and one of the transformed fourth-level demon beasts, the black dragon, was seriously injured. I met our sect’s Uncle Zhao…”

As the white-haired old man led Wang Fu and his party to the Qiongtai Pavilion on the west side of the island, while describing the situation facing Chihuo Island, everyone finally knew the ferocity of the demon army outside Chihuo Island.

But Wang Fu, who was slightly behind everyone, was reminiscing with Yan Ziming, and the latter was accompanied by the twin sisters.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, you're fine!" Wang Fu looked at Yan Ziming with a chuckle, then looked at the two women next to him, and then showed a half-smiling smile.

"Senior, I didn't expect to see you again, and it's really gratifying that my senior's cultivation has suddenly transformed into a Nascent Soul. It's a pity that I couldn't witness the scene when my senior gave birth to a baby, otherwise I would have given you a generous gift. " Yan Ziming also said respectfully with surprise on his face.

"Oh? A generous gift? If you are really prepared, it is not too late to give it to me now. I have just given birth to a baby." Wang Fu looked at the boy's tone that was almost exactly the same as decades ago, pursed his lips, and said with a smile.

He didn't have any awareness as a senior. If this boy really gave him a gift, he would accept it without hesitation.

It's a pity that looking at this guy's expression, it was obvious that he was speaking casually.

However, Wang Fu was in a good mood to see Yan Ziming here again, a boy who was very likely to have cultivated the [Heavenly Talisman Sutra].

"Um...hehe, don't you know that senior is having a baby? I'm not ready yet. After the disaster of this monster beast, I will definitely prepare a generous gift for senior." Yan Ziming scratched his head with a smile on his face. He scratched his head, and then solemnly patted his chest and promised.

When Wang Fu heard this, he just chuckled twice, shook his head slightly and did not continue to embarrass the other party on this matter.

However, his eyes were focused on the twin women in black next to Yan Ziming, and he showed a meaningful smile.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ziming felt alarm bells ringing in his heart. He actually hugged the two women's slender waists and spoke hurriedly:

"Senior, let me introduce to you that these are the golden bell and the golden bell, which are my Taoist companions."

"My little lady has met Senior Wang." The two girls looked at each other, their eyebrows arched, they felt the big hands on their waists, and bowed towards Wang Fu with some shame.

"Haha... You kid, can I still tell that they are your Taoist companions? But you kid is also very lucky. To have such sisters by your side is really enviable to others." Wang Fu couldn't bear it when he saw this scene. Stop laughing.

Then he thought about it, flipped his palm, and two silver rays appeared immediately, and two silver talismans appeared immediately, and with a flick of his finger, they flew in front of the two women.

"These are two spiritual talismans, which are enough to save one life. I will give them to you two. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for me, a senior."

The two women looked at the spiritual talismans floating on their faces. After looking at each other, they immediately accepted the two spiritual talismans with joy and quickly thanked them.

"Golden bells and golden bells thank you, senior."

Yan Ziming didn't say anything more. Instead, he looked at the two spiritual talismans, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Wang Fu also smiled meaningfully when he saw this.

After a while, Wang Fu and his party finally arrived at the attic and saw two Nascent Soul monks, the big man surnamed Tu and the short and thin old man.