Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Feeling the sound of breaking wind coming from behind, Wang Fu immediately used the Golden Sword Escape, turning into a sword light and disappearing from the place. When he reappeared, he was already on the black mountain behind him.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Wang Fu discovered the person who attacked him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw a middle-aged man in a white robe lurking looming under a big tree. He had obviously cast a concealment spell on himself to blend his body with the surrounding environment. Under the complete consciousness of Ji, there is still nothing to hide.

This person had a look of surprise on his face, obviously shocked by how quickly Wang Fu disappeared, but he didn't know that he had been exposed.

Wang Fu didn't waste any time and directly controlled the poisonous black cloud cover to trap this person.

The black cover directly restricted the middle-aged man's movements, and at the same time, poisonous gas filled the black cloud cover and eroded towards him.

"What's going on..." The middle-aged monk realized that he had been imprisoned by the poisonous black cloud, and no matter how he attacked, it would be useless.

Even the body-protecting spiritual light was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye under the erosion of the poisonous gas. He was so shocked that he even lost his soul and quickly begged for mercy:

"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me!"

Wang Fu appeared and said coldly:

"Are you a Wanfamen monk?"

This middle-aged monk was wearing the robe of Wanfa Sect, and his cultivation was in the middle stage of foundation building. However, the spiritual weapon he sacrificed was only a low-grade spiritual weapon. It was really not worthy of his status as a foundation-building monk of Wanfa Sect. Wang Fu only then Have this question.

"Senior wants me to be what I am. If senior wants me to be something else, I am not. It all depends on senior." The middle-aged monk struggled to resist the erosion of the poisonous black cloud cover, while pulling his face to show a flattering expression, but maybe He was so frightened that his face became distorted and extremely ugly.

It's a pity that his flattery was of no use to Wang Fu, especially when he was wearing the robe of Wanfamen. Wang Fu couldn't hide his murderous intent when he saw it, and he had no patience to listen to his nonsense: "Since you won't say it, then don't say it. "

Wang Fu immediately stretched out his big hand, passed through the poisonous black cloud, and clasped it on the middle-aged monk's head.

Soul searching.

"Senior, forgive me..." The middle-aged monk's pupils shrank, but before he could even utter the word "spare my life", the overbearing spiritual power and spiritual consciousness of the Soul Searching Technique invaded his mind. He rolled his eyes and was gone within a few breaths. Made a sound.

After searching the soul, Wang Fu looked at the middle-aged monk who fell on the ground like a puddle of mud with a sneer, and murmured to himself:

"How cunning. He is obviously a monk from Wanfamen, but he still wants to deceive me."

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was sacrificed, and Wang Fu directly collected the person's soul.

This person's name is Wang Song, and he is a foundation-building monk of Wanfamen. He is good at refining poisons. Because he has been obsessed with making poisons for many years, he not only consumes a lot of resources, but even his cultivation has been stagnant for decades. However, perhaps because of his extraordinary efforts and his excellent talent in poison, he spent decades finally refining three kinds of strange poisons.

Every kind of poison is extremely terrifying. Those who are below the Golden Core level will die if they are exposed to it. Even if they are exposed to too much of the ordinary Golden Core realm, they will end up being poisoned. Although it may not lead to death, serious injuries are unavoidable. If not The detoxification of heavenly materials and earthly treasures can at least affect some of the strength.

The low-grade spiritual weapon that was previously attacked by Wang Fu was tempered with the "Poling Powder" poison, one of the three strange poisons. This poison targets the spiritual power of the monks and can not only break through the protective aura or the defensive aura of the magic weapon, but also It can pollute the spiritual energy in the monk's body.

Even if a monk with perfect Foundation Establishment is attacked, he will end up losing all his spiritual power in less than half a day.

Before Wang Fu, two monks had been poisoned and killed by Wang Song to seize the treasure. As for the corpses, they had long since sunk into the swamp.

Wang Fu used the art of controlling objects to control the spiritual weapon tempered with "Broken Spirit Powder" from a distance. With the help of light, he could vaguely see the five colors looming at the edge of the spiritual weapon. He fired a line of spiritual power, and the red-gold spiritual power just touched it. The five colors were eroded and disintegrated in an instant.

Unable to hold on even for the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Fu couldn't help but feel a little lingering fear.

"It's a very powerful poison. Fortunately, I didn't have a head-on confrontation. If I got a little bit of it, I might not be able to maintain my cultivation."

In addition to the "Broken Spirit Powder" that targets the spiritual power of monks, there is also the "Rotted Bone Powder" that targets the physical body and the "Soul-Eating Powder" that targets the soul and consciousness. These three kinds of strange poisons come from three directions. If they are attacked at the same time, Even the golden elixir realm may not be able to sustain it.

Wang Fu never expected that a monk in the middle stage of foundation building could refine such a strong strange poison. He had to sigh that the world is so vast and full of wonders.

"Sure enough, no monk can be underestimated."

After collecting Wang Song's storage bag, Wang Fu also got the small porcelain bottle containing three strange poisons. He carefully put it away. He also did not let go of the conical low-grade spiritual weapon. After all, it was contaminated with "Po Ling San". It's perfect for a sneak attack to deceive others.

It corrodes and destroys all spiritual power. Unless it is a physical defensive magic weapon, no one below the Golden Core realm can stop it.

In addition to the three strange poisons, Wang Fu also learned about the general geographical distribution of the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm through soul searching. The place where he is now is an area called the "Twisted Jungle".

This place is rich in poisonous weeds and poisonous flowers, covering an area of ​​more than 20 miles. In particular, the thousand-year-old poisonous flower called "Fudu Flower" in the Fudu Pond in the middle of the jungle is the most precious. The reason why this Wangsong lurks here is to sneak attack on others. In addition to the monks, they are planning to kill this thousand-year-old poisonous flower.

It's a pity that when I met Wang Fu, not only could I not get the Thousand-Year Poison Flower, but I also ended up with a life-or-death fate.

"I don't cultivate the poison path, and the 'Poison Flower' is useless to me. It's better to go directly to Wind Breath Valley and seize the Wind Zhicao."

He flicked his finger and a beam of true fire shot out, burning Wang Song's body, and then Wang Fu headed towards the direction of Fengxi Valley.

After the soul-searching technique, Wang Fu was no longer completely ignorant of the Fenglei Ruins. Although Wang Song knew very little about some of the secrets of the ruins, and the most he knew was some places rich in poisonous grasses and flowers, at least he knew the location of Fengxi Valley and Leiming Mountain, which was enough.

Wang Fu had two main purposes for this trip to the Fenglei Ruins.

To hunt down the monks of the Wanfa Sect and the Spirit Beast Villa, and to seize the Fengzhi Grass in preparation for the formation of the pill. Of course, if he could get a Thunder Pearl, he would go to Leiming Mountain to seek the Thunder Pattern Grass.

"With my current strength, plus these three strange poisons, no matter who it is, as long as they are alone, they will become the evil ghost in my Wanhun Banner."

"Wanfamen, Lingshou Villa, I, Wang Fu, will collect the interest from you first for this trip to the ruins, hehe..."

Raising the corner of his mouth, Wang Fu cast the invisibility spell on himself, and then pushed the invisibility spell to the extreme, jumping and shuttling on the strange trees in the twisted jungle, like a ghost.

The ruins are full of dangers. Not only are there other cultivators who may attack at any time, but there are also native creatures of the ruins and various monsters. Any cultivator with a little common sense will not fly with a flying device. If he becomes the target of public criticism, he will not know how he died.

Hidden and cautious, you can survive longer.