Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

An hour later, the "blood moon" disappeared, and the sky of the ruins became bright again.

Wang Fu and the other two continued on their way, and finally arrived near Leiming Mountain after a few days.

This is a towering mountain surrounded by thunderclouds.

There were lightning and thunder on the giant peak, and dark clouds were dense. Lightning flashed in the clouds like a thunder snake, and with a "rip", a three-foot-thick thunderbolt instantly fell from the sky and struck the top of the mountain fiercely. The dense electric net suddenly spread down from the top of the mountain like a spider web.

On Leiming Mountain, birds and beasts are forbidden to travel, and no monsters can survive on the mountain.

And the "Thunder Pattern Flower" grows on this mountain. The closer to the top of the mountain, the older the age, but the more dangerous it is. The Thunder Pearl can only ensure that it will not be locked by the thunder in the thundercloud, but it cannot stop the electric net spreading on the ground.

To obtain the "Thunder Pattern Flower", you have to walk on the electric net spreading on the earth.

This is completely different from the rules of Fengxi Valley.

Wang Fu looked at the Thunder Mountain from afar and said calmly:

"You two have Thunder Pearls, right?"

He didn't want the two slaves he had just received to be killed by the thunder on the Thunder Mountain.

"Master, I have them." Ma Liang said respectfully.

"Master, I don't have any." Linghu Sisi smiled apologetically.

Wang Fu turned his head to look at her and threw one over.

"Thank you, Master." Linghu Sisi quickly caught it with both hands.

"Let's go. When we pick a good year of Thunder Pattern Flowers, this trip to the ruins will be a complete success." Wang Fu said this and headed for the Thunder Mountain first.

Ma Liang and Linghu Sisi followed closely behind.

Wang Fu still adhered to the cautious style. Even though the Thunder Mountain was close at hand, he did not use the flying spirit tool to travel, and did not expose his breath. He still concealed his breath and figure. He did not want to be targeted by the Blood Demon Sect's blood son.

Seeing that Thunder Mountain was close at hand, the color of the surrounding land turned black, but at this moment, Wang Fu suddenly stopped moving forward. He looked at the distance of less than a hundred feet, looked up at the towering Thunder Mountain, and frowned deeply.

"Master, what's wrong?" Linghu Sisi asked doubtfully.

"This place is abnormal," Wang Fu analyzed in a deep voice, "Thunder Mountain is as famous as Fengxi Valley. There are many cultivators gathered outside Fengxi Valley. There is no reason why there is no one around Thunder Mountain."

Ma Liang and Linghu Sisi also fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Although they were enslaved by Wang Fu, they had their own thoughts. Except for their loyalty to Wang Fu, nothing else changed.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the front, which made Wang Fu's heart tighten.

Then, the space stirred up a wave, and a young man in a blood-colored golden-edged robe slowly emerged. He laughed and stretched out his hand. A huge scroll slowly flew up from behind him, and after shrinking, it just fell into his palm.

Figures appeared one after another.

Among these figures, most of them were black-robed demon cultivators. In addition, there were many cultivators wearing standard robes of other sects. These cultivators looked dull and were obviously controlled by blood poisoning.

Wang Fu looked at this scene with a sullen face. In such a scene, he knew that these people were waiting for him, and he just ran into such an encirclement.

"Master... is the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son." Ma Liang also transmitted the message in a deep voice.

Wang Fu nodded slightly, quietly took out a few earth escape talismans, stuffed them to Ma Liang and Linghu Sisi beside him, and sent them a message:

"If you can't beat them, find a chance to escape later, and wish you good luck."

In such a battle, even if Wang Fu had three heads and six arms, he couldn't beat them. There were more than a hundred foundation-building cultivators, and there were many cultivators who had perfected their foundation. If they rushed forward, even the Jindan realm cultivators had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. Especially the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son, who was wearing a blood-colored gold-edged robe, not only had a very strong aura, but the mysterious scroll in his hand made Wang Fu feel frightened.

"Master..." Linghu Sisi's face became anxious.

"Shut up and follow orders." Wang Fu shouted.

At this moment, the voice of the Blood Demon Sect's son came over. He stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, holding the mysterious scroll that could be enlarged or shrunk in one hand, and looking at Wang Fu:

"I heard from Gu Daoist that you are meticulous and rare in the world. Now I see that your reputation is well-deserved. You can detect abnormalities from a distance of a hundred feet. I really admire you."

"I heard that you also know the rare method of disguise. I think Wang Yan is not your real name?"

Seeing that Wang Fu was silent and did not respond to him, Tong Hou couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and then said:

"If you don't say anything, this blood son will just take it as tacit consent."

"Gu Daoist said in vain Master Gu and Linghu Sisi have already submitted to you. I was a little skeptical at first, but now it seems that these two people really follow your lead. Your methods are really brilliant. Among all the foundation-building cultivators I have met, you can at least rank in the top three. Gu Dao Ren lost fairly. "

"I am willing to treat you as an opponent and give you a fair fight, but I will not kill nameless people... Tell me your name."

Just as Tong Hou finished speaking, a white cicada slowly climbed from his back to his shoulder. Wang Fu saw this and realized that this Blood Demon Sect disciple already knew all his information.

Wang Fu suddenly felt that the situation was difficult. The aura of the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son was erratic. Wang Fu even had the illusion that he could enter the Golden Core Realm at any time. It seemed that this person was really suppressing his realm on purpose and came to the Wind and Thunder Ruins to look for the wonders of heaven and earth.

This was the first time that Wang Fu had seen such a powerful foundation-building cultivator. Thinking of Yang Xiuwei's words about the invincible foundation-building cultivator, even if the other party was not, he was probably not far behind.

More importantly, the painting that made Wang Fu feel frightened was probably beyond the level of spiritual tools. Beyond spiritual tools, it was a magic weapon.

How could a foundation-building cultivator control a magic weapon?

Wang Fu sighed in his heart that his foundation was still too low. Compared with the real geniuses in those powerful sects, there was still a lot of gap in this regard.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu bowed to the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son and said:

"My name is indeed Wang Yan, Daoyou guessed wrong."

"I have no intention of being an enemy of Daoyou, and I have no intention of destroying Daoyou's plan. As for that Gu Taoist, he has been looking for trouble with me again and again, so I had to take action. Fortunately, he did not die, and did not cause any irreversible situation. Daoyou is a Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son, and his status is respected. I am just a small casual cultivator running around for a little cultivation resources, and I am not Daoyou's opponent."

"Why don't you let me retreat now, It's also considered a happy ending, isn't it wonderful?"

Tong Hou was slightly startled when he heard this. He had seen many cultivators of all kinds, but it was rare to see one who showed weakness before taking action. He couldn't help but said with a smile:

"What if this blood son says no?"

"Ah..." Wang Fu sighed, "Since fellow Taoist is forcing me, I have to do my best..."

After that, Wang Fu threw out a dozen talismans in front of him, and the spiritual power poured in to activate them directly. The next moment, the talismans exploded one by one, releasing a raging flame, burning fiercely, covering the sight.

But just when everyone thought that Wang Fu was going to fight with Blood Son Tong Hou, he turned into a red-gold light under the cover of the raging flames, and fled far away behind him at a high speed.

Such a move made everyone stunned.

Even Ma Liang and Linghu Sisi didn't react. When they came to their senses, the sword light transformed by Wang Fu was already a hundred feet away.

"How dare you!"

Tong Hou was also caught off guard by this sudden change. He shouted angrily and immediately turned into a bloody shadow and disappeared on the spot.