Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

When the twelve hours came, light and shadow intertwined.

Li Hongying led a group of Dajing monks to appear outside the Mianyang Mountains. The huge stone that recorded the spiritual seal belonging to Dajing immediately burst into a strong white light and soared into the sky, as if announcing Dajing's victory to the world.

The white-bearded old man and the Jindan Daquan monk of the Gao family flashed and came to Li Hongying's side. Both of them had a kind and smiling look on their faces, but their positions cleverly protected these heroes of Dajing behind them.

Several other Jindan monks followed closely behind, seemingly relaxed, but in fact they were wary of the two major immortal gates, especially the Spirit Beast Villa. Twenty-five foundation-building monks died in the Spirit Beast Villa at once, and they were all elites. Among them were disciples and descendants of Jindan monks. Monks with outstanding talents like Huang Tianlin and Xiong Zhen are very likely to break through the Jindan realm in the future.

All died at once, which can be said to be a direct generation break, with heavy losses.

Who knows if they will jump off the wall at the last minute.

"Haha... Hongying, you did a good job. You've worked hard." The white-bearded old man stroked his white beard and smiled with satisfaction.

"Hongying greets the great-grandfather," Li Hongying bowed slightly when she saw the old man, "This is all the common credit..."

In the crowd, Wang Fu stood at the back, looking at the red dress surrounded by a group of Jindan cultivators and being asked about her well-being, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Li Hongying really attracted everyone's attention for him as promised.

In the Mianyang Mountains, Wang Fu unexpectedly killed Zhu Xun of Jiuyao Sect with the power of his natal flying sword, and then used a disguise talisman to change his appearance and transform into Zhu Xun's appearance, in order to mix into the teams of the two major immortal sects and kill all the people in Lingshou Villa unexpectedly.

After all, everyone held the teleportation jade slip in their hands, and if they were not careful, they would be crushed by them and teleported out.

At first, Wang Fu only wanted to find a Jiuyao Sect monk with a similar figure to him, but he was so strong that Wang Fu had to use his unformed natal flying sword and cooperate with the "Golden Thunder" to kill him.

Later, when Zhu Xun searched his soul before his death, he found out that the other party was the Jiuyao Sect's senior brother who had established his foundation.

The following events developed according to the process.

He joined the Jiuyao Sect monks and met with the people from the Spirit Beast Villa until he met Li Hongying.

Wang Fu sent a message to the other party, saying that he wanted the lives of all the monks in the Spirit Beast Villa. The two of them also cooperated in a wonderful way. Li Hongying attracted them head-on, and Wang Fu attacked them from the middle, solving Huang Tianlin and Xiong Zhen. As for the others, with the two of them at the invincible level of the foundation building, Yan had a chance to survive?

After watching the last monk of the Jiuyao Sect being teleported away, Li Hongying even ordered the others in Dajing not to reveal Wang Fu's true strength, at least not for a short time.

She even took the initiative to count most of the 25 heads of the Spirit Beast Villa on her head.

Wang Fu still remembers what Li Hongying said to him:

"Brother Wang, I don't know why you hate the Spirit Beast Villa so much and want to destroy it, but since you come to help me, no matter what your purpose is, you are my friend. If you are my enemy, I will not let you go to the ends of the earth. If you are my friend, I will do my best to protect you. At least under my nose, no one can attack you."

"The two immortal sects failed in the battle. In the future, they will either split up and merge into my Dajing, or go to other places to make a living. But no matter what, the lives of the 25 foundation-building cultivators in the Spirit Beast Villa are really explained here. I, Li Hongying, have my back against the big tree and am not afraid of any threat, but Brother Wang, you are different. If these lives fall on your head, the Spirit Beast Villa will definitely settle the score later."

"So, I, Li Hongying, will bear these lives for you."

...

Thinking of the generosity of this woman, Wang Fu had to accept this favor.

However, Wang Fu did not want to stay here for long. He was a little worried that Lv Feng would recognize him.

But now was not the best time to leave. If he left alone, he would definitely be discovered. Didn’t you see that the Jindan monks of the Spiritual Beast Villa were constantly scanning the monks who were teleported from the Mianyang Mountains? If they hadn’t taken into account the Jindan monks of Dajing, they would have directly used their spiritual sense to sweep them without hesitation.

Not long after, Li Hongying easily dealt with the white-bearded old man, and of course she personally admitted that most of the monks of the Spiritual Beast Villa died at her hands.

Although the white-bearded monk and other Jindan monks were a little confused, after all, this was inconsistent with what the Jiuyaomen monks who were teleported out in advance said, but they didn’t ask much. Although this was not conducive to the integration of the Spiritual Beast Villa into Dajing, since they were dead, not to mention that they were killed by Li Hongying, there was nothing to say.

They could only mock the bad luck of the Spiritual Beast Villa in their hearts.

Dajing won both matches, so it was time for Lingshou Villa and Jiuyaomen to fulfill their agreement.

However, this matter obviously required discussion and decision between the Yuanying ancestors, so everyone did not want to continue to waste time in this desolate mountain and wild place, so they prepared to evacuate.

Of course, some courtesy before leaving was indispensable.

The white-bearded old man bowed to the person in charge of Lingshou Villa and Jiuyaomen with a friendly face, and said with a smile:

"Huang Daoyou, Xu Daoyou, since the match is over, I believe you two should have no objection. Please tell Senior Ren that you should come to the lakeside of 'Qingting Lake' in three days. Our two ancestors are waiting for you, and we will definitely open the bed to welcome you."

"Hahaha... Don't worry, Li Daoyou, my Jiuyaomen will definitely arrive on time, and we will fully cooperate with Qinghe Zhenjun and cooperate with you to integrate into Dajing. I just hope that Li Daoyou and Gao Daoyou can take care of it." The old man surnamed Xu from Jiuyaomen bowed his hands, his face full of news.

Everyone knows that Dajing’s “Qingting Lake” is where the Qinghe True Monarch’s cave is located. Dajing arranged the meeting place on the bank of Qingting Lake. Who would believe it if it was not the intention of the True Monarch?

"It's easy to say," the white-bearded old man heard these compliments and said yes with a smile on his face, "In that case, I'll take my leave now."

"Two fellow Taoists, go slowly. We have to go back and prepare for the meeting." The old man surnamed Xu said with a smile.

But just when Da Jing was about to leave, the old man surnamed Huang who had been silent at Spirit Beast Villa suddenly spoke, and there was an untimely deep voice:

"etc."

"Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Gao, I suddenly realized that there is something fishy about this competition. I'm afraid it can't end so easily."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Huang, what's wrong? Is it possible that your Spirit Beast Villa has other ideas? Are you not convinced by the result of this competition? If so, I, Da Jing, will not force others to do anything difficult." After hearing this, the white-bearded old man stroked his long hair. The bearded man paused for a moment, then turned around and looked over. Although he was smiling, there was a hint of unkindness in his words.

However, the old man named Huang didn't seem to hear it. He shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"That's not the case. Fellow Daoist Li is overly worried. Our Spiritual Beast Villa, like Jiuyao Sect, recognizes the outcome of the competition and is willing to break it into pieces and integrate into the great scene as a family. We can even use 50% of our sect's heritage, but..."

The old man surnamed Huang paused, then stretched out his palm, and a ball formed by spiritual power appeared, and in the ball lay a wisp of red-gold sword energy.

Wang Fu, who was in an inconspicuous corner of the scene, saw the imprisoned sword energy that had not dissipated. His pupils shrank slightly and he suddenly felt something bad. He knew in his mind that this old guy must have pulled out the remains of Xiong Zhen. The sword energy.

As expected, the next words of the old man surnamed Huang made Wang Fu curse in his heart for being shameless. If it weren't for his extraordinary determination and lack of strength, he would have stood up and hammered his head angrily on the spot.

"But I'm worried that Da Jing has mixed up with the demonic monks."

"If the children of my Spiritual Beast Villa really die in the hands of little friend Hongying, it is because the children of my Spiritual Beast Villa are unable to practice well and think they deserve it. But if they die in the hands of a demonic monk, then we cannot just let it go."

"Countless disciples of our Spiritual Beast Villa have died at the hands of the devil. Our ancestors also died because of this, and all the disciples of the Spirit Beast Villa have been destroyed and migrated. All the disciples of the Spirit Beast Villa are fighting against the devil."

"The owner of this wisp of sword energy in my hand has already refined his natal flying sword, but it is not from the hands of little friend Hongying, and there is no second sword cultivator in Dajing who has achieved this level. There must be a demonic monk sneaking in, hiding there here."

"I'll find it for Da Jing!"

Before the word "come out" came out of the mouth of the old man named Huang, his figure disappeared from the place, leaving only an afterimage that slowly dissipated.

At this time, Wang Fu's face, which was hidden in the crowd, changed drastically. An extremely threatening feeling hit his soul, causing his head to shake, the sun to beat, and the hair on his back to explode.

He had to step back immediately.

"Where to go!" Then an angry shout exploded above Wang Fu's head, and a powerful pressure swept over him, as if a mountain suddenly pressed on him. Wang Fu's face suddenly turned pale, his back bent, and he immediately He wanted to use the Earth Escape Technique to escape, but the powerful pressure caused his spiritual energy to stagnate and not function smoothly.

The Earth Escape Technique actually failed.

Wang Fu's face turned pale. He didn't expect that a slight mistake would allow the other party to seize the handle and use the sword energy as a guide to lock onto him.

"Damn it, is this the strength of the Golden elixir Dzogchen monk..."

"There is no resistance at all!"

Wang Fu shouted angrily in his heart and tried to use his natal flying sword, but his natal flying sword also fell into the quagmire and could not be used. The only ones that could be mobilized were the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Soul-nurturing Gourd.

Just when he was about to sacrifice the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in order to gain some life, a fragrant wind suddenly drifted into his nose, and then a red silhouette appeared in front of him without warning.

Wang Fu was stunned.