Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Yang Xiuwei looked at the red-gold sword light in front of Wang Fu and was extremely shocked.

She didn't expect that this kid would be able to master the Golden Glory Sword Light in more than two months of practicing [Golden Glory Lei Yuan Sword Technique]. It would take her more than half a year or even a year to achieve even a small success with this top-notch Nascent Soul Technique. year time.

"Is this still the Five Elements Miscellaneous Spirit Root?"

However, with the intention of reminding and guiding her, even though she was shocked at Wang Fu's cultivation speed, she still scolded him with a straight face.

Wang Fu didn't know Yang Xiuwei's shock. He was scolded by this. Instead of complaining, he deeply reflected on his own mentality. He had indeed forgotten what he was doing just now.

Even after the golden sword light was dissipated, he respectfully bowed to Yang Xiuwei with his fists raised:

"Thank you, Master Yang Fang, for reminding me. I'm awake now."

Wang Fu's expression was serious, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was extremely profound. This made Yang Xiuwei's cheeks blush. Although it quickly disappeared, she still couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

When she realized what she was doing, she felt strange. How could she, a monk who had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core and would break the core of the core and form a baby as soon as she recovered her cultivation, feel guilty about a small foundation-building realm?

Unable to figure it out, Yang Xiu shook his head slightly, and seeing that Wang Fu still had a look of deep introspection on his face, he said:

"Just be careful from now on."

"Although the top Nascent Soul Skills are powerful, you are only a small success. You must not be arrogant. Only when you refine the Heavenly Thunder Sword and then the Life Flying Sword will you be truly invincible in the same realm. Why don't you do it now? Not even close.”

"Moreover, the world is so vast and boundless, and there are some top-notch techniques. If you encounter me, just run away if you can."

"Wang Fu took note of it." Wang Fu nodded solemnly.

However, he only heard that the skills were divided into low, medium, high, and top. Now it seems that there are stronger skills above the top. Could it be the [True Yu Xuan Lei Sword Manual] mentioned in the sword formula? ] So peerless?

So I asked out of curiosity:

"Master Fang, is this top-notch skill peerless? Is this what you practice?"

Yang Xiu shook his head slightly: "Beyond the top is a legend, and above a legend is peerless."

"There are traces of legends, but peerless ones only exist in legends."

"The skill I practiced is called [Golden Phoenix Nirvana Sutra], and it belongs to the legendary level."

"But you don't have to worry too much. Any legendary level skill requires the assistance of magical objects from heaven and earth, so the top level skill is already the ceiling."

"You are quite strong, at least in terms of understanding, I am not as good as you."

Yang Xiu smiled slightly. She didn't know why she told Wang Fu so much. She could only hint in her heart that Wang Fu was just a small foundation builder, and it wouldn't hurt to reveal a little about her secrets.

Wang Fu didn't care, he only had one thought in his mind:

"It turns out that the level of the [True Royal Mysterious Thunder Sword Code] is so high. If there is a chance, I must find several other techniques and complete the peerless sword code. The Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots will no longer be miscellaneous spiritual roots."

"Wouldn't Wan Dharma Sect and Spirit Beast Villa be destroyed with a wave of hands..."

Time passed quickly, and Yang Xiuwei's cultivation finally returned to the Golden Elixir Great Perfection state. Only a trace of that terrifying spiritual power leaked during cultivation, and Wang Fu felt his heart pounding.

Yang Xiuwei is leaving.

She said it would take another three days.

For half a year, to be honest, Wang Fu was very reluctant to leave.

He couldn't tell what emotions he had towards Yang Xiuwei, but one thing was certain. He was very grateful to this woman who suddenly appeared in his life. Guiding and teaching in Fengxia, and even teaching skills...

No matter which one, Wang Fu will never forget it.

Or maybe because Wutong Village was destroyed and his parents and relatives died, when Wang Fu was full of anger, he met such a woman who helped him greatly, which comforted his soul.

In short, Wang Fu was not even in the mood to practice for the past three days, until Yang Xiuwei walked out of the wooden house three days later.

She said something that made Wang Fu’s eyes light up:

"Little monk, how about grilling another fish for me, the master of the palace?"

"Haha...happy to oblige."

Wang Fu laughed, stretched out his hand to directly attract a fish from the pond, took a knife-like magic weapon, cut open the abdomen and scraped the scales, lit a fire to grill the fish, brushed oil and sprinkled spices, all in one go, and soon a fish was fragrant on the outside, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The grilled fish is ready.

"See if my skills are new."

Yang Xiuwei took the grilled fish and burst out laughing:

"You have secretly baked it many times, so you may not be unfamiliar with it."

Wang Fu looked embarrassed, but when he saw Yang Xiuwei stuttering on the grilled fish, he felt happy for no reason.

Soon most of the grilled fish went into Yang Xiuwei's belly. She took out a pot of peach blossom wine. When Wang Fu took the initiative to pour the wine, she didn't refuse and drank it all in one gulp. She said casually:

"Take out the soul gathering beads on your body."

"Soul Gathering Bead?" Wang Fu was startled, then smiled bitterly. It seemed that the bead could not be saved. He also wanted to learn how to refine weapons in the future and make a Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Who would have thought that Yang Xiuwei was like this? Zhengqi, before leaving, I wanted to accept this treasure from him.

Sighing helplessly, Wang Fu had no choice but to take out the Soul Gathering Pearl.

While placing the beads on the stone table, he asked:

"Master Fang, how come your eyes are so powerful that you can even see what's in my storage bag?"

Anyway, Wang Fu had never heard of any Jindan elder in the Luoyu Sect who could see through the contents of the storage bag.

Yang Xiuwei wiped her mouth and finished eating a piece of grilled fish. She picked up the soul gathering beads on the stone table, played with them, and said:

"'Golden Phoenix Eyes', the technique comes with it, you can't learn it."

"But you don't have to worry about being seen through by any immortal cultivator. I'm just an exception. If you condense the golden elixir and crystallize the spiritual power, I can't see through it either."

But when my cultivation level reaches a higher level, the golden elixir will not be able to escape.

Yang Xiuwei added in her heart.

This little cultivator was already shocked. What if he was scared and stunned?

Wang Fu was relieved, of course, he didn't know what Yang Xiuwei was thinking.

After Yang Xiuwei finished speaking, she waved her white hand and took out a tattered black flag in Wang Fu's surprised eyes.

"This... Isn't this the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the Great Xia Imperial Capital?"

Wang Fu never thought that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner that almost cost the lives of millions of people was in Yang Xiuwei's hands, and it became this look of being destroyed.

Yes, Dan Hunzi was killed by Yang Xiuwei, so this Ten Thousand Souls Banner naturally became her trophy.

But what is she going to do?

"Dan Hunzi is dead, and the soul-gathering bead of this soul flag was broken by me. You just happen to have one. I can refine it and use it. As for whether it can restore its original power, it depends on you..."

After Yang Xiuwei finished speaking, before Wang Fu asked, she stepped on the void and a ball of golden flame appeared out of thin air. What else could it be but the 'golden silk spirit flame'?

The spirit flame wrapped around the tattered flag. In Wang Fu's surprised eyes, Yang Xiuwei threw out pieces of materials he had never seen before, and integrated them into the soul flag under the refining of the spirit flame.

As time went by, the tattered gap on the flag was repaired. Yang Xiuwei took out the soul-gathering bead and integrated it into the spirit flame. One seal after another was injected into it. After half an hour, a flag similar to the original one appeared in front of Wang Fu.

The soul flag fell, but Yang Xiuwei's figure was still in the air, with no sign of falling. He looked at the soul flag he had repaired with his own hands, then looked at Wang Fu, and opened his red lips again:

"Little Wang Fu, I have recovered my cultivation in half a year with your help. Now it's time to go. This soul flag is given to you as a reward for the grilled fish just now..."

"But don't take the soul of a mortal, otherwise, I will find you and take back everything at the end of the world..."

"The road is long, take care..."

After the last word fell, Yang Xiuwei's figure slowly disappeared. Wang Fu looked at the sky, lost in thought, and only came back to his senses after a long time, muttering:

"Take care!"

Looking back, the Wind-Eating Gorge was empty, there were no peach trees, no wooden houses, only a pool of clear springs in a barren rubble.

Looking at the soul flag in his hand, Wang Fu smiled.

"Fortunately, it's not a dream..."