Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

A few hours later, Wang Fu and Chang Shan appeared above a mountain range.

Wang Fu looked at the many buildings and figures in the mountain range. He first used his divine sense to sweep the mountain range, but did not find any traces of formations. Then he drove the Shenfeng Boat and slowly landed.

Standing on the Shenfeng Boat, Wang Fu looked down at the pavilions and towers on the mountain range below. He asked Chang Shan about the temperament of the Immortal Liuyun and learned that the other party did not care about the prosperity of these ordinary sects at all, but just borrowed them to collect spiritual medicines.

Wang Fu was relieved. As long as he did not do too much, the Immortal Liuyun would not stand up for these mortals.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu drove the Shenfeng Boat a little faster, and soon came to the square in front of the hall in the best part of the mountain range under the surprised and curious eyes of the crowd. He stopped three feet above the ground and threw Cao Yu directly down. He fell heavily on the ground with a muffled sound. Cao Yu woke up in pain.

But just as he was about to cry out and curse, a voice like a huge bell came from above his head, resounding in all directions:

"Where is the leader of the Eight Desolations Sect?"

Everyone in the Eight Desolations Sect was shocked by the voice and their hearts beat wildly. Except for those who had already discovered the abnormality, those who heard the voice also hurried to the main hall square.

Pairs of eyes stared at him.

Seeing this, Cao Yu felt humiliated in his heart. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

A sturdy man with a broad palm slowly walked out of the hall. He was obviously practicing martial arts such as boxing. His whole body was full of energy and blood, not inferior to the leader of the Six Harmonies Sect, Li Lingnan.

"Yao Shanyi greets the Immortal Master." Behind the sturdy man were a group of high-level members of the Eight Desolations Sect, all of whom were first-class masters in the martial arts world. They came to the square and bowed respectfully to Wang Fu and Changshan in the sky.

The disciples around him also bowed down. Most of them were just curious and afraid. After all, it was difficult for ordinary people to see the true face of the Immortal Master.

Only Yao Shanyi and the high-ranking officials of the Eight Desolations Sect understood that the immortal masters from the sky had bad intentions. It was because the great elder of their Eight Desolations Sect was now lying on the ground, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Are you the head of the Eight Desolations Sect?" Wang Fu said indifferently.

"Master, I am you." Yao Shanyi said respectfully, "We didn't know that the two immortal masters were coming today, so we didn't welcome them from afar. Please forgive us for our poor hospitality."

"I will immediately order them to prepare fine wine and delicious food to welcome the arrival of the immortal masters."

As a top master, it was not the first time that Yao Shanyi had come into contact with immortal cultivators. He knew that most of these immortal cultivators looked down on mortals, and some even started killing at the slightest disagreement. Even though he was a top master among mortals, he was still like an ant in front of immortal cultivators.

All he could do was to be humble.

Looking at the thousands of mortals kneeling in respect below, Wang Fu looked indifferent, but he was quite moved in his heart. Mortals really have a very low status in front of immortal cultivators.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu's expression was still indifferent, but his words softened a little:

"No need, I am the supreme elder of Liuhe Sect. Your supreme elder of Bahuang Sect attacked my Liuhe Sect and now I have captured him. If you want to settle this matter, your Bahuang Sect will have to pay a price."

Yao Shanyi glanced at Cao Yu who was bound by the azure iron chain on the ground. His eyelids couldn't help but jump. He sighed and said respectfully:

"Please give me your instructions, Master."

"Show me the original unique skills of your sect." Wang Fu said indifferently. This was also the purpose of his coming to Bahuang Sect. Taking this opportunity, he just wanted to see if he could pick up another leak.

"This..." Yao Shanyi was very reluctant to hear this request. The unique skills are the foundation of the sect. If they are leaked out and learned by others, they are likely to find the weaknesses of his unique skills of the Eight Desolate Sect, and then he will be restricted everywhere.

"Hmm?"

However, an unhappy voice from the sky made Yao Shanyi's heart tighten, and he had to agree.

"Please... Master, wait a moment."

Wang Fu watched Yao Shanyi leave, not worried that he would run away. His spiritual sense covered the entire mountain. Not to mention a person, even a fly wanted to fly out silently, it would be impossible.

Not long after, Yao Shanyi returned, holding two ancient books in his hands.

Without waiting for the other party to pay his respects, Wang Fu sucked in the air, and the two books flew into Wang Fu's hands as if they had wings.

After a spiritual sense, the "Three Yin Spirit Pupils" opened.

Unfortunately, there was nothing strange, and there was no special page hidden. Wang Fu even deliberately communicated with the bronze tripod, but there was no change, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But thinking that he was lucky to get the [Qingmu Xunlei Sword Art] in Liuhe Gate, he felt relieved. He just wanted to try his luck.

Then Wang Fu threw the two books back to Yao Shanyi in panic and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, the soul-seeking beast woke up, got out of the small tripod, and came to Wang Fu's shoulder, stretched out his little paws, and stretched.

"Little guy, finally woke up." Wang Fu flicked the little head of the soul-seeking beast and smiled.

"Squeak..."

Who would have thought that after the soul-seeking beast called "squeak" twice, it jumped directly from Wang Fu and ran quickly to the depths of the Eight Desolations Gate.

Seeing this, Wang Fu's eyes lit up slightly. This little guy was obviously in such a state that he had found something good, so he couldn't help but follow him with his spiritual sense.

Soon the soul-seeking beast stopped at a place that was obviously the treasure house of the Eight Desolations Gate, showed its claws, and scratched the heavy metal door a few times, and a big hole was poked out.

The small body went into the treasure house through the big hole, and soon came out holding a black, rusty short stick. Its eyes were particularly bright. It rubbed the short stick as if it couldn't let it go, and then returned to the square.

Wang Fu put away the Kamikaze Boat, and landed lightly with Changshan.

He picked up the short stick embraced by the soul-seeking beast with the object-controlling technique, looked around, and found nothing unusual, even using the "Three Yin Spirit Pupils". He couldn't help but look at the soul-seeking beast.

Seeing this, the soul-seeking beast stood on Wang Fu's shoulder and waved its little claws "squeaking squeak". Wang Fu handed the short stick to him with a smile and scolded:

"You can do it if you can."

The soul-seeking beast "hummed" twice, picked up the short stick, and scratched it with its small and sharp claws a few times, as if peeling an eggshell, and took off a piece of black rust and threw it aside, and a different light suddenly appeared.

This light is like gold but not gold, like copper but not copper, with a faint green color. Wang Fu was stunned after just one look, and then he put the short stick into the small tripod in an instant.

Before Yao Shanyi and others saw anything, they felt a flash in front of their eyes, and a gust of wind blew past. There was no trace of the immortal master on the square.

Only an indifferent voice came slowly from the sky:

"I have taken this short stick away, and the matter of Cao Yu is over. I will not implicate you again..."

"But today's matter must not be leaked at all, otherwise, it will be like this mountain!"

The voice rang in everyone's ears, and then a red-gold light fell on a mountain in the distance. In an instant, a deafening sound resounded through the sky, and the earth shook, and the mountain was cut off a small part.

Everyone in the Eight Desolate Sect was shocked and trembling.

After this incident, Yao Shanyi felt deeply ashamed and resigned from his position as the head of the sect. Instead, he measured the earth with his feet and set out to seek the way to immortality. Unfortunately, he had no spiritual roots and his fate was already determined.