Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu looked at Tong Hou, clenched his teeth, and held the hilt of the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword tightly in his palm. After three breaths, his whole body relaxed, as if he had compromised.

"I... surrender!"

"Hahaha..." Tong Hou laughed when he heard this, "A wise choice."

"This blood son also saw that you are a talent and a casual cultivator with no background, so he was moved to cherish your talent, otherwise he would have killed you with thunder."

At this point, Tong Hou stretched out his hand, turned his palm, and revealed a blood-colored pill. He used his spiritual power to drive the pill to float in front of Wang Fu.

"This is the 'Blood Erosion Pill' refined by this blood son. After you take it, your life and death will be controlled by this blood son. You will become a member of the Blood Demon Sect. All cultivation resources will be provided by the Blood Demon Sect in the future. You only need to obey this blood son. If you perform well in the future, it is not impossible for this blood son to restore your freedom."

Hearing this, Wang Fu felt a chill in his heart.

Free? If you really take this "Blood Erosion Pill", you will have no control over your life and death from now on. How can you be free? If you don't take this pill, you will be in a life-or-death situation.

How to choose?

Fight? Or surrender?

Wang Fu chose the former. He still has to avenge the destruction of the village, his brother Wang Yao has not been found yet, and there are people he cares about in his heart. How can he surrender to others?

The reason why he agreed to surrender was just to buy himself some time. The spiritual paste pill in his stomach was melting rapidly, and the abundant spiritual power returned to the dantian to replenish the consumption just now.

Among his many methods, there is one that he has never used.

Wang Fu slowly pinched the "Blood Erosion Pill" and stared at it. Suddenly, a pillar of abundant spiritual power rose from the distant sky, which made his pupils shrink and his eyes brighten. This pillar of light was golden in color, with Sanskrit words constantly, rushing straight into the sky from the earth.

"Is this... someone building a foundation? What kind of person building a foundation would cause such a violent celestial phenomenon?" The old man in hemp clothes murmured, frowning slightly, and then he seemed to think of something and raised his voice a little.

"Is it the foundation of the Heavenly Dao?"

Tong Hou, who was standing by, heard this and his eyes suddenly brightened, but the next moment they became extremely gloomy:

"The foundation of the Heavenly Dao? Could it be that someone has found the wonders of heaven and earth in the Wind and Thunder Ruins?"

Getting the wonders of heaven and earth, but building the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, this is the pain in Tong Hou's heart. He has an extraordinary talent, but because he does not have the wonders of heaven and earth, he has to settle for the second best, building the foundation of the Earthly Dao. The biggest purpose of entering the Wind and Thunder Ruins this time is for the wonders of heaven and earth rumored in this ruins.

But now, this wonder of heaven and earth may have been taken by others first, which makes him murderous.

But the next scene makes his murderous intent disappear without a trace.

It was a cloud, a colorful cloud.

It appeared in the sky without any warning, occupying most of the sky.

Two phantoms of dragons, one blue and one purple, were tumbling in the clouds. The next moment, groups of flying monsters flew in from all directions, circling around the colorful clouds in the sky.

Even the earth was shaking. It was obvious that the monsters in the ruins were no longer hiding in their own territory, but all rushed towards the colorful clouds.

"The colorful clouds in the sky, the wind and thunder palace came into being..." The old man in hemp clothes stood on the coffin board and looked at this strange landscape, and a hint of madness gradually climbed into his eyes.

"Old Gai, is this the rarest celestial phenomenon in the Wind and Thunder Ruins mentioned in the ancient books of the sect, the colorful clouds?" Tong Hou's face was full of excitement. "Legend has it that there is an ancient temple in the Wind and Thunder Ruins, the Wind and Thunder Temple."

"The ancient temple contains all kinds of treasures that cultivators dream of, as well as the inheritance of ancient cultivators..."

"Yes, according to records, the last time the colorful clouds appeared was nearly two thousand years ago. I didn't expect that we would encounter them, Blood Son... This is a great opportunity, a great fortune." The old man in hemp clothes laughed out loud almost crazily. He had a short lifespan and it was difficult for him to improve his cultivation. That's why he suppressed his cultivation as the protector of Blood Son Tong Hou at the request of the Yuanying ancestor of the sect, and entered the Wind and Thunder Ruins to protect Tong Hou. Otherwise, with his late Jindan cultivation, how could he take this risk?

But now it's good, the Wind and Thunder Temple has come to the world, and with such a fortune in front of him, he is very likely to break the shackles and increase his lifespan.

When he got out of the ruins, he wanted to shock the old ghosts in the sect who laughed at him.

At this time, the colorful clouds changed.

A majestic and huge palace slowly emerged from the colorful clouds. The palace was magnificent, purple and green, surrounded by wind and thunder. After emerging, it just floated in the sky, motionless.

The palace was a hundred feet high and was built of unknown materials. It was extremely exquisite and gorgeous, emitting a purple and green glow.

The two dragon phantoms in the colorful clouds made a deafening roar, as if announcing the appearance of the Wind and Thunder Palace. Then, under the protection of those flying monsters, they flew and danced for a while and disappeared into the gate of the palace.

The towering palace gate slowly opened, releasing thousands of feet of rosy clouds, like a rosy road, which made all the cultivators in the ruins cast their eyes.

After a few breaths, a cultivator could not help but drive a flying spiritual tool towards the palace out of curiosity. The flying spiritual beasts immediately rushed over, and the cultivator was torn into pieces in an instant and entered the stomachs of the monsters.

The old man in hemp clothes seemed not to see it, and turned his head to urge Tong Hou:

"Xuezi, let's go, enter the palace first, and we will have more chances. If there are really rare things in the Wind and Thunder Ruins, they must be in the Wind and Thunder Palace."

"Okay." Tong Hou's eyes had not left Wang Fu since the colorful clouds appeared. When he heard the old man in hemp clothes, he immediately nodded in agreement.

But before that, he suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Fu. Seeing that Wang Fu was still holding the "Blood Erosion Pill" with his fingers and didn't seem to want to swallow it, he snorted coldly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and stretched out his index finger, pointing at Wang Fu in the air.

"Hmph, this blood son has no patience. Since you want to die, then die."

A blood-colored light column that was as solid as a substance burst out from Tong Hou's fingertips and pointed directly at Wang Fu's eyebrows.

Wang Fu's fingers directly crushed the "Blood Erosion Pill". Without any nonsense, all 36 golden sword lights instantly sank into the Zixiao Thunder Shadow Sword in his hand. The sword body of the Zixiao Thunder Shadow Sword instantly turned into red gold, and when it was on the verge of collapse, it collided with the blood-colored light column that attacked and killed him.

The blood-colored light column collapsed, and the Zixiao Thunder Shadow Sword also instantly shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

After Wang Fu performed this move, his face turned extremely pale, and the spiritual power in his dantian was completely consumed. He quickly stuffed a spiritual paste pill into his mouth, and then performed the earth escape technique with difficulty, escaping into the ground.

"Huh?" Tong Hou didn't expect that his "Blood Spirit Finger" could not kill "Wang Yan", but was blocked instead, which made him a little embarrassed.

Although this "Blood Spirit Finger" is not his strongest means, it is also very powerful. Only a few two or three complex magic methods are stronger.

"Gai Lao..." Tong Hou's face turned cold.

"Xuezi, he is just a kid in the late stage of foundation building. The great fortune of Fenglei Palace is more important." The old man in hemp clothes was a little impatient.

"I want the Ten Thousand Souls Banner." Tong Hou said coldly.

The old man in hemp clothes frowned, pondered for a moment, but had to sacrifice the bloody coffin board and smash it into the ground.

However, in just one or two breaths, a blood-colored sword light shot up from the ground, blocking all the attacks from the blood-colored coffin board.

Although he was at a disadvantage, it was difficult for him to achieve anything in a short period of time.

"Xuezi, a master has appeared, and things cannot be done. Go to the Wind and Thunder Palace to fight for the inheritance first, and then deal with this kid later." The old man in hemp clothes did not want to waste time here, he just wanted to enter the Wind and Thunder Palace as soon as possible.

Tong Hou's clenched fist relaxed.

"Let's go!"

The next moment, the two jumped onto the blood-colored coffin board and headed towards the majestic palace above the sky.