Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Just leave, and we'll move the wooden house and the peach tree with us."

Looking at the empty place, Wang Fu sighed. He had expected that Yang Xiuwei would leave after recovering his cultivation, but he never thought that the other party would take the wooden house and the peach tree with him.

"I have no intention of staying in such a desolate canyon, so I will leave after refining the soul flag."

The soul flag is a growth-type treasure. As the number of ghosts in it increases, it will transform into an offensive treasure like a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon or even a magic weapon. The more ghosts there are, the stronger the power.

It took Wang Fu a long time to successfully perform the sacrifice, and he knew the method of controlling the soul flag by heart. With a thought, the ten-foot-high soul flag turned into a three-inch size, and was held by Wang Fu at his fingertips.

After looking at it, he found it very interesting. He manipulated the soul flag to become larger and smaller, and finally turned it into a dark ring with a ghost face printed on it, and put it on his wrist.

"As expected, it is a treasure that can directly grow into a magic weapon. It can be big or small. It can also change its form at will and turn into a ring and hide it in your hand. Not only can it be activated immediately, but it can also be deceived."

Wang Fu was very satisfied.

After taking one last look at the place where Yang Xiuwei had lived for half a year, he was ready to leave.

The howling gale violently vented its inexhaustible power. Wang Fu took away all the wind stones used by Yang Xiuwei to set up the formation. Waves of formation patterns composed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth whirled and then disappeared. It was then seen that it was difficult to complete the foundation building. The strong wind that blocked him gradually weakened.

Wang Fu activated the [Golden Glory Lei Yuan Sword Technique], and a burst of red-gold body-protecting sword energy protected him in a one-foot radius, and he walked into the strong wind.

His pace was not slow, and he put away the gust of wind stones when he encountered them on the road.

"These are cultivation resources and cannot be wasted."

One gust of wind stone can be worth twenty low-grade spirit stones. Yang collected dozens of gust of wind stones that Yang Xiuwei used to set up the formation. Now, dozens more are coming in one after another, and the total is almost a hundred. Even with Sold to Zhenbao Pavilion at the lowest price, and earned more than one thousand to two thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

It is worth the value of a rare and top-grade magic weapon.

Just when Wang Fuzan was pleased with himself, a burst of misty green light appeared in his eyes not far away, making him frown. When he saw two figures, one black and one green, shrouded in gray-black covers, his eyes suddenly Burning with murderous intent.

"As expected, these two people are still guarding outside the Wind-Eating Gorge. It is probably because I destroyed Master Yang Fang's formation and the strong wind in the Wind-Eating Gorge returned to normal that these two people took the opportunity to break in."

"Today is different from the past. It's just the right time to sacrifice your heads to the souls of the people of Wutong Village who live in heaven!"

The king pressed his hand with his fingers, and three rays of golden sword light condensed, and the sword energy was high-spirited. The sword light was three feet long, and as he moved his mind, he pointed his finger in the air, and instantly turned into three red-gold streams of light towards the shrouded man. Two figures in the gray-black cover stabbed over.

But then Wang Fu frowned. The golden sword light did not achieve anything, and was blocked by the gray-black cover. The feedback from the sword light made him understand that the gray-black cover was probably a A defensive weapon with a grade higher than mid-grade.

After cultivating the first Golden Brilliance Sword Light, in addition to helping Yang Xiuwei recover her cultivation, Wang Fu spent the rest of the time practicing the [Golden Glory Lei Yuan Sword Technique] day and night, such as the body-protecting sword energy that enveloped his body at the moment. This is one of the results, in addition to the explosive speed of sword escape.

Of course, more emphasis should be placed on the highly aggressive Jinhuang Sword Light.

Now, under his full strength, a golden sword light was comparable to the power of a high-level spell. Three sword lights came out at the same time. If it were a middle-grade defensive weapon, it would definitely not be blocked so easily.

Wang Fuleng hummed and stared at the white and green figure. As for the wind stone, it was no longer important.

"If three ways don't work, then six ways!"

Following his low shout, six red-gold sword lights struck boldly, but before the sword lights arrived, Wang Fu saw the two men retreating very quickly. He thought in his mind and did not pursue them immediately.

He thought:

"Escaped? No, with the arrogant character of the Wanfamen monk, how could he be scared away by me? Is there any conspiracy?"

"Use the Earth Escape Technique to go out and follow him."

With this thought in his mind, Wang Fu immediately prepared to use the Earth Escape Technique. However, there was a problem with the Earth Escape Technique that could move forward in any direction. He did not integrate into the earth immediately, but bit by bit, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

After carefully feeling it with his spiritual sense, he discovered that the ground was filled with fine spiritual patterns at some point, or to be precise, they were array patterns.

Although Wang Fu doesn't know how to do the formations, he has seen the formations arranged by Yang Xiuwei, so he understands them more or less.

"It seems that the two monks from Wanfamen and Spirit Beast Villa have done nothing in the past six months. They actually arranged formations in the earth. Is it to limit my earth escape technique?"

"It's a pity that I didn't draw the formation-breaking talisman, but it doesn't hurt. If you go out first, even if you are defeated, with the instantaneous speed of my 'Golden Sword Escape', you can be invincible in a short time."

With this thought in his mind, Wang Fu immediately gave up his escape, no longer hesitated, and headed towards the exit of the Devouring Wind Gorge at high speed.

As for the defensive weapon... the Black Light Dungeon's Black Armor is not as strong in defense as his body-protecting sword energy.

Without the Luo Yu Sect, Wang Fu's breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Realm almost ended his inheritance. If he hadn't met Yang Xiuwei, he wouldn't even have the skills to practice at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The only treasures on his body are the Ghost Nail and the Talisman Magic Feather Flying Knife, which are foundation-building treasures.

Fortunately, he has acquired the top Nascent Soul Skill, which basically makes up for all his previous shortcomings.

Soon, Wang Fu saw the light coming from the exit of Shifeng Gorge.

In the light, two figures, one white and one green, rushed in one after the other. They were the white-robed monk of Wanfa Sect and the green-robed monk of Lingshou Villa.

"Looking for death..."

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes, his killing intent was strong, how could he show mercy.

Six red-gold illusory long swords condensed instantly, which was the sword light magical power possessed by the minor success of [Golden Brilliant Thunder Yuan Sword Art], the Golden Brilliant Sword Light.

Four of them attacked the monk of Wanfa Sect shrouded in the gray-black cover, and the other two attacked the green-robed monk.

Instantly, the two were blasted out of the fierce wind.

Even the gray-black cover was sunken into a huge pit under the attack of the four sword lights. Although it was not broken, Wang Fu could feel that the white-robed monk had been injured.

As for the green-robed monk, the medium-grade defensive spiritual weapon he sacrificed was obviously not good enough, and the light of the spiritual weapon's body protection had already cracked.

Wang Fu stepped on the ground and turned into a red-gold light, flying almost close to the ground, and rushed out of the range of the canyon's fierce wind in an instant.

He was shrouded in red-gold light, like a god, and stepped on a sword light and slowly fell down.

He looked down at the two foundation-building monks from Wanfamen and Lingshou Villa, and sneered at the disbelief on their faces.

He said in a cold voice:

"Are you so impatient to die?"