Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu nodded slightly. Hearing the title "Senior" for the first time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. In the world of immortality, strong people are respected. Even if you are a child, as long as you have the strength to crush you, you can call yourself a junior.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Wang Fu looked at the man in yellow robes who called himself Shi Songlin, and naturally recognized that he was one of the five Five Elements Immortal Sect monks he met at the entrance of Fenglei Palace. He was also the only Five Elements Immortal Sect monk besides Lu Kaiyang. Two people who entered Ziguang Pavilion.

Seeing Wang Fu's half-smiling look, Shi Songlin felt ashamed. It looked very ugly on his already pale face, but he could still hold it up and put it down, and his grudges were clear in his heart.

"Thank you, senior, for saving me. This junior collided with senior some time ago, which is really a sin. I would like to apologize to senior." After saying that, Shi Songlin bowed to Wang Fu, but because he was torn apart by the ghost, His left arm was broken, and his movements seemed a little uncoordinated.

Wang Fu saw this and accepted it calmly, but he didn't want to stay here too long, so he said:

"There is no need to apologize. This is not a place you should break into. If you want to survive, just find a place to stay quietly and wait for Fenglei Palace to close. Otherwise, if all five of you die, Lu Kaiyang will return to the Five Elements Immortal Sect. It’s not easy to explain.”

When Shi Songlin heard this, he was slightly startled, then nodded, but he looked at Wang Fu and couldn't help but ask:

"Senior, do you know my senior brother from the Immortal Sect?"

"That's considered acquaintance, otherwise Wang wouldn't have saved you." Wang Fu nodded. He was right. If it weren't for Lu Kaiyang, how could Wang Fu have asked for trouble and rescued you? Wouldn't it be nice to have a storage bag? ?

Of course, what's more, I feel a little embarrassed for taking so many things from Lu Kaiyang. If I don't save him, I will inevitably lose face if I meet Lu Kaiyang again in the future.

When Shi Songlin heard this, he smiled bitterly.

"Okay, get out of here." Wang Fu said with a hint of command.

Shi Songlin didn't think it was inappropriate. After bowing again and saying "Goodbye, junior," he turned and walked away towards the road where Wang Fu came from, swallowing pills to repair his injuries as he walked.

When Wang Fu saw this, he didn't care whether the person behind him was dead or alive, and continued towards the depths of the ghost mist under the urging of the spirit-seeking beast.

After walking for a while, a huge stone tablet came into view.

This stone tablet is ten feet high and three feet wide, much taller than the stone tablet Lu Kaiyang met.

When the spirit-seeking beast saw the stone monument, it was even more excited and danced with excitement. The small horn on its head kept flashing with strange light. It "chichijiji" pulled Wang Fu's clothes, urging him to quickly enter the stone monument.

When Wang Fu saw this, he didn't understand that the place of inheritance in the stone tablet contained important treasures. He had never seen a spirit-seeking beast so excited.

"Don't worry, wait until I break the restriction." Wang Fu touched the little guy's head and said with a chuckle.

The soul-seeking beast seemed to understand Wang Fu's words, and quickly calmed down. It just sat on Wang Fu's shoulder, its big eyes staring closely at the stone tablet in front of it, which was like a mountain to it.

Wang Fu waved his hand, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner revealed its prototype and was inserted behind him to protect himself. At the same time, he flicked his finger, and a golden sword light shot out, stabbing the stone tablet with a "bang" sound.

There was a crisp sound, but the stone tablet did not move at all. Only a purple spiritual pattern flashed where the sword light struck.

Wang Fu understood that those spiritual patterns were the restrictions on the stone tablet. If he wanted to enter the space inside the stone tablet, he could only break through these restrictions.

He also used the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, summoned a foundation-building ghost general, and flew toward the stone tablet. However, as soon as the ghost general touched the stone tablet, he let out a scream and was thrown away by the restriction of the stone tablet. miserable.

Wang Fu immediately understood that the restrictions on the stone tablet were inherently restrained against ghosts.

No longer hesitating in his mind, he used the [Golden Glory Lei Yuan Sword Technique] with all his strength. He opened his arms and slowly drew a circle. One after another of red-gold rays of light immediately appeared behind him. After a closer look, he saw exactly thirty-six rays. Wang Fu closed his palms together, and thirty-six red-gold rays of light suddenly turned into sharp sword light.

"go!"

Since the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is useless, I can only do it myself.

With a low cry, thirty-six golden sword lights immediately stabbed towards a certain point on the stone tablet one after another. The sword lights formed a straight line and continued one after another.

The restrictions on the stone tablet were also completely revealed under the attack of sword light and Arrancar, bursting out bursts of spiritual light.

"howl……"

Perhaps attracted by the movement here, many ghost figures gathered around the stone monument. If you look carefully, there are more than ten of them. If Na Shi Songlin were here, they would be torn into pieces and their flesh and blood would be swallowed up.

Although the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is there, Wang Fu is not afraid at all. As long as no ghost king is born, no matter how many ghosts and ghost generals come, they will only become the nourishment of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Sure enough, as the black light of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag flourished, the ghostly figures that flew towards them were instantly defeated by bursts of black light, and were swallowed up in the flag.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is like an oven that specializes in cultivating ghosts. No matter how many ghosts come, they are just moths flying into the flames.

Wang Fu also attacked the stone tablet in full swing, and even used the Gengjin Sword Formation. However, the restriction of the stone tablet was still strong. Although it was being worn away bit by bit, it was also extremely time-consuming, and the spiritual power in Wang Fu's Dantian was also reduced. He was consuming it bit by bit, so he had to stuff a spiritual ointment pill into his mouth and use it for three purposes.

"If Lord Yang Fang were here, with his exquisite attainments in formations, he would not be as reckless as I am. I'm afraid he would break these restrictions in a short time." Wang Fu thought so, but he had no intention of practicing formations. Human power is limited. He has already spent enough energy to practice talismans and refine weapons. If he were to practice a brain-burning formation, not to mention Yuanying, even Jindan might not be able to condense successfully.

"If there is a talisman that can dissolve the restrictions, it would be great. Unfortunately, there is no method to practice this talisman in the first chapter of [Heavenly Talisman Sutra]."

Time passed quickly. As Wang Fu swallowed two spiritual paste pills in a row to maintain the crazy attack of Gengjin Sword Formation, the restrictions on the stone tablet were already in danger and on the verge of breaking.

The Wanhun Banner has already detained no less than thirty powerful ghosts, and now it is emitting a blazing black light, which even shows signs of transforming into flames.

This made Wang Fu very happy.

The strongest magical power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is the "Soul Devouring Ghost Fire". If it is formed, even if the Ghost King comes, it will have the power to fight.

However, just as he was thinking this, the black ghost fog not far away suddenly rolled violently, and then slowly turned into a huge ghost fog vortex. A huge ghost claw stretched out from the ghost fog vortex, followed by the second one. The two ghost claws tore violently, and the ghost fog vortex was torn in half, and a five-meter-long ghost shadow also appeared.

"Ghost King..."

Wang Fu looked at the five-meter-long ghost shadow shrouded in a strong ghost aura, and he wanted to slap himself twice. What he thought was really what he wanted.

At the moment, he had to quickly pinch the seals and hit the Ten Thousand Souls Banner one after another to quickly give birth to the "Soul Devouring Ghost Fire", otherwise he could only run for his life.

Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner had absorbed dozens of powerful ghosts here, and it was ready to condense the "Soul Devouring Ghost Fire". Under Wang Fu's full urging, a ball of white light emerged from the black light covering the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and quickly turned into a pale cold flame.

Looking at this pale flame, Wang Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly used his spiritual consciousness to control the flame to attack the huge ghost king, not seeking to kill him, but only to stop the ghost king for a moment.

With a "swoosh".

The "Soul Devouring Ghost Fire" the size of a human head came in front of the ghost king and hit its head. On the ghost king's skull-like head, the dark blue ghost fire floated back. Obviously, he was a little afraid of the pale flame, and quickly stretched out his ghostly hand and grabbed it.