Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"It's such a pity. If it weren't for this damned foundation-building monk who broke in, I would have been happy now... Alas, there's nothing I can do. At most, I can enjoy it a second time later. I just hope that this foundation-building monk won't be so manic."

Just as Lao Hou sighed in his heart, Wang Fu's hand also received the thin booklet.

He naturally didn't know the dirty thoughts in the mind of the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced monk in front of him. Even if he knew, he would only smile contemptuously, after all, he was a dying man. While he took the booklet with one hand, the other hand instantly pinched the other's wrist at lightning speed.

The powerful spiritual power was transmitted from the palm of his hand, rushing forward, and it only took half a breath to control it.

However, something unexpected happened. A burst of spiritual power exploded in front of Wang Fu, and Lao Hou's figure suddenly disappeared from in front of him, leaving only a dagger-shaped magic weapon full of cracks and scrapped. Such a strange escape method surprised Wang Fu greatly.

His consciousness dispersed instantly, and he found that Lao Hou was holding his wrist and was two meters away from him, grinning at him.

"Senior, you are so unfaithful...belief..."

Before Lao Hou finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank. He only saw a flash of golden light, and his whole body was lifted up, and a big hand like an iron clamp was already pinching his neck.

The feeling of death easily filled his mind.

"It's a good spell, but it's a pity that your strength is too weak. If you use it in the foundation building stage, you may really escape." Wang Fu was very interested in the spell that was like a substitute. If he used it well, he might be able to turn the situation around in the battle. So he directly used the Golden Sword Escape to control this person with absolute strength.

"Senior, spare my life, I... I am willing to sacrifice..." Lao Hou's weak voice came out from his throat, his face was terrified, and he quickly begged for mercy.

However, the next moment, a big hand clasped his head, and he couldn't even scream. He rolled his eyes and died in a moment.

Wang Fu was not the kind of person who talked nonsense. He let go of his hand, and the old Hou's body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. The ghostly Ten Thousand Souls Banner swept, and a group of illusory souls entered the soul banner.

"Offer the spell? Can't I take it myself?" He sneered.

Then he flicked his finger, and a ball of real fire fluttered. After a few breaths, the body on the ground turned into a handful of powder, leaving only a storage bag that Wang Fu collected.

The method of practicing the spell that was like a substitute was in this storage bag.

But now is not the time to practice, there is still someone watching behind.

The woman had woken up when the spiritual power burst just now, but she was very smart. The first moment she woke up, except for her body trembling and tense due to fear, and her pupils contracted for a while, she still maintained the posture before being controlled.

But how could Wang Fu not find it with his powerful spiritual sense?

Wang Fu turned his head and looked at the woman pretending to be dull. He found it quite interesting. Especially as he walked slowly over, he could clearly feel the woman's heartbeat getting faster and faster. Her towering half-exposed chest trembled slightly, which made Wang Fu touch his nose.

Because she took off a lot of clothes when she was controlled by Lao Hou, the woman was no longer dressed like a scholar. She had long black hair and half-exposed shoulders. A pair of arms like lotus roots hung naturally. She had a soft and delicate body. A light pink dress was close to her body. Her towering jade peaks were about to come out, full of mysterious temptation. In addition, her delicate cheeks were slightly flushed because of nervousness, which made people imagine.

Wang Fu couldn't help but be lustful. Combined with the spring scenery he saw in the hotel that night, he suddenly felt dry in his mouth and burning with desire.

And the closer he got, the more Wang Fu felt that this woman was full of charm from the bones. This was completely different from the feeling he saw with his spiritual sense that night, which made Wang Fu almost unable to control himself.

He subconsciously reached out his hand and touched the woman's cheek. The touch was slightly cool and as tender as water. The woman's eyelashes trembled constantly. She seemed to close her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, and two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Tick" sounded and fell on the back of Wang Fu's hand.

It made his heart tremble, as if a huge rock fell into his heart, stirring up waves, shaking his consciousness, and also woke him up.

"What am I... doing?" Wang Fu looked at his actions and was very surprised.

Although he had lustful thoughts, he had never thought about what to do to this woman. After all, she was an ordinary woman, and he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. He could ruthlessly slaughter and kill immortal cultivators, but he couldn't bear to hurt ordinary people who had no entanglements. Whenever he saw ordinary people, scenes from his childhood in Wutong Village would emerge in his mind, and the smiles of the villagers were vivid.

Wang Fu looked at the woman with her eyes closed and a look of determination, two lines of tears rolled down, sighed, and felt a little distressed.

He quickly retracted his hand, and with the power of controlling objects, he picked up the clothes on the ground and gently draped them over the woman.

Thinking of the surname on the invitation, Wang Fu couldn't help but said softly:

"Miss Dong, I'm sorry..."

After that, Wang Fu turned and left.

The woman's eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, just in time to see Wang Fu's back as he opened the door and left.

Touching the clothes on her body, the woman frowned slightly, and the next moment, because of the joy of surviving the disaster, she swept her whole mind. She tightly grasped the clothes on her body, and she had never felt so warm, and she cried with joy.

After a while, the woman calmed down, and she remembered the middle-aged man's address to her just now, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused:

"Miss Dong? My last name is not Dong either... Could it be the invitation? But I never left the invitation... Except when I was resting in the restaurant..."

"Hiss, could it be that night..."

The woman felt ashamed and angry when she thought that her body might have been seen by the middle-aged man, but she felt powerless when she thought that the man with a wave of his hand turned the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced man into ashes.

The only thing to be thankful for was that she was not hurt and her body was still intact.

"This man kills without blinking an eye. Even if he is an immortal, he must be a big devil. I don't know if he will come back. I have to leave quickly and I won't attend this banquet..."

When the woman thought that the middle-aged man waved his hand and turned a person into ashes, she felt cold in her heart and just wanted to leave this place of trouble quickly. She tidied her clothes, turned into a scholar again, opened the door, showed her head, looked around, and saw that there was no one. She breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed carefully to the outside of the county governor's mansion.

"It's too dangerous... I wanted to sneak into the county governor's mansion to have a good meal, but I almost lost my virginity and my life. It's really not worth it. I wouldn't have come if I had known."

"Hurry up and get out... There are immortals in this county governor's mansion, and it seems that there is more than one. If I meet them again, my luck may not be so good."

The woman was quite agile and smart, and she quickly left the county governor's mansion.

However, she was still a little unwilling. She walked around and returned to the gate of the county governor's mansion, which was crowded with people. She looked left and right for a while, then her watery eyes lit up, and she walked over in a hurry with her mouth raised. She seemed to accidentally bump into a rich businessman. While the rich businessman hadn't reacted yet, she said "sorry" and disappeared from the gap in the crowd.

At the corner of the street, the woman dressed as a scholar weighed the exquisite purse in her hand, and then left this place of trouble with satisfaction.

It turned out that she was a pickpocket.

It seems that the invitation signed by "Dong Dameng" was also obtained in this way. His surname is naturally not Dong, but Wang Fu had misunderstood it. However, he did not know the truth for the time being.