Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

After stopping, seeing Wang Fu looking at her half-smiled face, Hua Qing immediately reacted, thinking about all the speculations in her mind just now, her cheeks couldn't help but blush, stamped her feet, and pouted:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are making fun of me again."

"I'm not wrong, what if Wang couldn't help but press it into Daoist Fellow's forehead, hehe..." Wang Fu slowly stood up, with an unfathomable smile on his lips, and deliberately looked Hua Qing up and down.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is not that kind of person." Hua Qing felt a little uncomfortable, pretending to be calm and pulled out a bitter smile, but her feet did not move at all.

Seeing this, Wang Fu shook his head slightly, stopped teasing the girl, and turned to operate the skills with a deep face, injecting spiritual power into the "Slave God Seal" suspended in the palm of his hand. In an instant, the small seal with the word "Slave" suddenly burst into a strong light.

"Go!"

With Wang Fu's low shout, the small "Slave God Seal" instantly sank into the eyebrows of the foundation-building cultivator of the Spirit Beast Villa whose cultivation was sealed.

Hua Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and trotted over, wondering:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you and this man are both in the late stage of foundation building. If you don't break his will and force the "Slave God Seal" into him, aren't you afraid of backlash?"

"It doesn't matter, he can't backlash." Wang Fu smiled, very confident.

Although his realm is the late stage of foundation building, his spiritual power is comparable to the great perfection of foundation building, and he is not afraid of backlash at all.

Sure enough, as Wang Fu waved his hand to remove the seal of the other party, the foundation-building cultivator of the Spirit Beast Villa immediately turned over, knelt on one knee, and bowed to Wang Fu respectfully:

"I am Zhong Ping, and I pay my respects to the master."

Hua Qing saw this, and her pretty face was full of admiration.

Wang Fu nodded. He could feel that the "Slave God Seal" had penetrated into this person's soul, turning into indestructible tiny chains that firmly imprisoned his soul. At the same time, a seed with his own soul power was planted in the center of his soul. Now, even if he let him die, he would commit suicide on the spot without hesitation, and as long as he detonated the soul seed, this person's soul would explode immediately.

"Get up, remove the mark on your storage bag, and give it to me." Wang Fu issued the first order. While throwing the storage bag he had just taken over, he used the "Slave God Seal" to spy on Zhong Ping's soul. If he showed the slightest abnormality, Wang Fu would kill him instantly without leaving any hidden dangers. He even used his consciousness to communicate with the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword.

"Yes, Master."

Fortunately, Zhong Ping handed over the storage bag with both hands, and there was no abnormal movement in his soul. Wang Fu was relieved, but he still kept his consciousness to monitor, after all, it was a matter related to his life.

After taking the storage bag, Wang Fu divided all the resources in it into two parts, and gave one to Hua Qing without hesitation.

Hua Qing held the first share of the dividend, and her watery and clear eyes were bent with smiles. She said happily:

"Fellow Daoist Wang is generous, hehe... It is indeed right for me to follow you."

Wang Fu chuckled as a response, and then asked Zhong Ping about various things related to the Spirit Beast Villa. Although this way of asking and answering is much less efficient than the soul search technique, it is more detailed. After all, the soul search technique is to invade the memory with domineering power, and it is inevitable that there will be some damage and omissions.

For example, Wang Fu learned a lot of information about the Jindan cultivator named Xiong Lie in the Spirit Beast Villa from Zhong Ping.

Wang Fu and Hua Qing set out again. This time, with Zhong Ping, the slave of the Spirit Beast Villa, the journey naturally became different.

Through Zhong Ping, Wang Fu asked him to contact other cultivators in the Spirit Beast Villa. If they were not as good as him, he would kill them instantly. If they were in the late stage of foundation building or even perfect foundation building, Wang Fu asked Zhong Ping to talk to them, while he would assassinate them with the earth escape technique.

In this way, in less than a day, more than 20 cultivators from the Spirit Beast Villa died at the hands of Wang Fu, and two of them even had the Wind Breathing Pearl. They were cultivators who were going to the Wind Breathing Valley to seize the "Wind Stop Grass".

Hua Qing did not need to do anything, just followed Wang Fu, waiting to pick up the storage bag and share the dividends, and the smile on her handsome face never stopped.

In her heart, she no longer had any grudges about giving Wang Fu the [Slave God Technique], but was very grateful and happy.

…

Wang Fu kept hunting the cultivators of the Spirit Beast Villa, while on the other side, the demon cultivator Wu Yangzi escaped from the dead and went straight to the Demon Sect's base camp, Qingyan Mountain, with his seriously injured body.

After entering the territory of Qingyan Mountain, Wu Yangzi did not hide his demonic flame.

He was not afraid of other demonic monks on the way. Long before entering the ruins, Xuezi had ordered that the demonic monks on this trip should not fight each other. This is why Wu Yangzi dared to make a big fuss.

If he was in the outside world, let alone leaking the demonic energy, he would not even dare to return. After performing the "Blood Escape Technique", his strength almost fell back to the Qi Refining Realm. He used up the pills in the storage bag to stabilize his cultivation. Even so, his left arm was broken and his blood and qi were severely lost. He was still seriously injured.

"I am Wu Yangzi, please see Xuezi!"

Wu Yangzi knelt at the foot of Qingyan Mountain, supporting the ground with one hand, and knocked his head towards the direction of the top of the mountain.

In a moment, Gu Dao Ren, holding a whisk, floated down from Qingyan Mountain. When he saw Wu Yangzi's tragic appearance, he could tell that the other party had performed the "Blood Escape Technique", and his brows were immediately frowned.

"Master Gu..." Wu Yangzi said in a trembling voice.

"Shut up!" Taoist Gu shouted, pinched Wu Yangzi's shoulder with one hand, and immediately turned into a black light and headed towards the top of the mountain.

The top of Qingyan Mountain has changed a lot. Although it is not luxurious, there is an exquisite palace. The blood guards stand on both sides of the steps of the palace, solemn and dignified, emitting extremely terrifying fluctuations all over their bodies. If a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm breaks in, this breath alone is enough to make him lose the power to resist.

The Gu Taoist carried the black goat and ran all the way to the palace. The blood child was sitting on the main seat of the palace. There were four good-looking women serving on both sides. Two of them fed spiritual fruits, and two pinched their thighs. They were very comfortable.

As for the old man with hemp clothes and white hair, he disappeared.

"Blood, the black goat is here." The Gu Taoist threw down the black goat and bowed respectfully.

Wu Yangzi prostrated himself: "I am Wu Yangzi, and I have something important to report to Xuezi."

Tong Hou looked down from above, raised his head slightly, squinted at Wu Yangzi who was kneeling on the ground, and slowly uttered a word:

"Speak!"

Wu Yangzi stood up slightly, but still knelt, bent over, lowered his head, and said hurriedly:

"When I was carrying out the order, I met a cultivator. This person had the aura of the Thunder Pearl held by Lady Yan..."

Wu Yangzi immediately told everything he had seen and encountered in detail. He did not dare to hide anything in front of Xuezi, and even described the methods used by the people he met one by one.

"It seems that Lady Yan should be dead." Tong Hou nodded slightly, and his heart was angry.

Lady Yan was also a maid beside him, but later she took the initiative to carry out the mission, so he let her go. Now that she is dead, he, as the master, naturally has to avenge her.

Tong Hou flicked his finger, gave Wu Yangzi a healing pill, and immediately ordered:

"Gu Daoist, take Wu Yangzi down to describe this man's appearance, send people to hunt him down, if you can capture him alive, it will be better, I will personally avenge Yan Niangzi, if not, I will kill him on the spot."

Gu Daoist heard this and responded respectfully:

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge Yan Niangzi."

After saying this, he flicked his whisk and took Wu Yangzi, who was ecstatic because of a healing pill, down.

Gu Daoist's face was calm, but he was surprised and happy in his heart. He had only met one cultivator who could use the red-gold sword light since he practiced, and it was this person who made him suffer a great loss.

He clearly remembered that this person's name was Wang Yan, and he had many secrets on him. Whether it was a powerful technique or a top-grade spiritual weapon, he was envious. If he could kill him and get those secrets, his own strength would definitely be improved.

"Wang Yan, let's see how you can escape from this ruins."

"But this guy is cunning and can escape underground, so we need help..."