Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Looking at the graceful figure so close, Wang Fu could not help but be stunned.

When was the last time he was protected by such a woman?

Wang Fu remembered that it was on the way from Wutong Village to Luoyu Sect, when he saw Yun Ningshuang take action for the first time.

Unexpectedly, after decades, he was already a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation building, and he was no longer the same as before, but he was still protected by a woman behind him.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu could not help but smile bitterly.

"Senior Huang, don't make a mistake!"

Li Hongying looked up and faced the fierce old man surnamed Huang who fell from the sky, and opened her red lips lightly, and a cold voice came out.

In front of her chest, a thumb-sized green bead slowly floated, emitting a layer of hazy green light, covering her and Wang Fu, protecting them. The powerful pressure from the great perfection of the golden elixir cultivator melted away like winter snow meeting the scorching sun when it met the light of the bead.

When the old man surnamed Huang saw the bead emitting a hazy green light, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, his pupils contracted, and he quickly retracted his palm to suppress the pressure.

At this moment, the old man surnamed Huang clearly felt that if he did not stop and pressed on the green light, some kind of restriction would definitely be triggered, and he would also face the end of life and death, without any surprise.

This perception had saved him from death many times.

Everything happened in a flash, from the time the old man surnamed Huang attacked Wang Fu to Li Hongying appearing in front of Wang Fu and scaring him away with the green bead, it only took a moment.

At this time, the white-bearded old man and other Dajing Jindan cultivators realized it belatedly and blocked the old man surnamed Huang, and each of them showed anger.

"Huang Xiaozi, what are you doing?" The old man with white beard glared at him directly. He was not concerned about Wang Fu, the boy with a strange face, but about Li Hongying. Although Li Hongying might not be in trouble, the other party attacked in front of these old guys, which really showed that they were not taken seriously.

If they had not stopped at the last moment, they would have been hit by him. All of them would not have escaped the punishment of their ancestors.

They even had to bear the wrath of Qinghe Zhenjun.

Thinking of this, the old man with white beard shouted again:

"You want to hurt my Dajing disciples in front of us? Can your Lingshou Villa withstand our wrath!"

As the roar fell, a strong momentum emanated from the old man with white beard, and the other Jindan cultivators beside him also stepped forward with unfriendly expressions.

"Misunderstanding!" The old man surnamed Huang, who was called Huang Xiaozi, saw this and knew that something was wrong. Although Xiong Lie and others also came to him, he did not want to start a fight. If that happened, his Spirit Beast Villa would really be completely destroyed.

Huang Xiaozi reached out to stop Xiong Lie and the others, and hurriedly apologized:

"Daoyou Li, Daoyou Gao, this is a misunderstanding. I have no intention of attacking Xiaoyou Hongying. It's just that I used the secret technique to lock the boy behind Xiaoyou Hongying with the sword energy in my hand. I didn't want to hurt the harmony between us because there were demon cultivators hiding in Daoyou's camp, so I took action to capture him. But Xiaoyou Hongying suddenly appeared. Fortunately, I found him and stopped in time."

"If Xiaoyou Hongying is uncomfortable because of this, I am deeply sorry."

"It just so happened that a few days ago, I refined a furnace of 'Beast Yuan Dan', and I will give it to Xiaoyou Hongying as an apology."

As Huang Xiaozi said this, his skinny palm turned over, revealing a jade box. A touch of spiritual power passed through, and the lid of the jade box was opened, revealing twenty or thirty orange pills.

"This pill has little effect on cultivators like us, but it is a great tonic for spirit beasts and demon beasts. It is made with the secret method of my Spirit Beast Villa. Little friend Hongying can use this pill to subdue the demon beast you like. If used properly, even a level 3 demon beast has a certain chance of surrendering."

Then the jade box seemed to have grown wings and flew towards Li Hongying.

The white-bearded old man saw this and couldn't say anything else. After all, the other party did stop in time, and he was quite humble, which made him very happy. So how to characterize this matter in the end has to be left to the parties involved.

Wang Fu looked at the sharp corners of Huang Xiaozi's mouth and felt that this old guy was deep-minded and difficult to deal with. Not only did he resolve most of the hatred with a few words, but he even took out pills to try to bribe him.

As expected of an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, he is shrewd and flexible, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Li Hongying frowned, but did not take the pill. Instead, she took two steps forward with a heroic look and stood about ten feet away from Huang Xiaozi. Seeing this, Wang Fu had to follow. Although being protected by a woman was a loss of face for a man, compared with his life and property, what was this embarrassment?

"Friend Hongying, the person behind you is very likely to be a demon cultivator, so you'd better be careful." But before Li Hongying could speak, Huang Xiaozi spoke first, his eyes stayed on Wang Fu, with murderous intent, and then recovered in just a moment, and turned to look at the white-bearded old man and others.

He smiled, and this was also a reminder to them.

Li Hongying looked up at Huang Xiaozi and said firmly:

"Thank you for reminding me, but Brother Wang is my good friend and a cultivator of Dajing. He is definitely not a demon, so you can rest assured."

"If you just want to find a reason to cause trouble for my friend, it won't be that easy."

Li Hongying's words made Huang Xiaozi narrow his eyes, but facing this direct disciple of the True Lord of Transformation, who was carrying the secret treasure in the shape of a green bead, even he was extremely troubled. He had lived for hundreds of years, but he was helpless against a small foundation-building cultivator.

Suddenly, a voice came into his ears, making Huang Xiaozi's eyes light up.

Then he showed a strange smile, looked at Wang Fu beside Li Hongying, and said to Li Hongying:

"Friend Hongying, are you sure this person is your Dajing cultivator?"

"According to my investigation, he is a cultivator from the Great Xia Immortal Cultivation World."

"The remnant of the Luoyu Sect, named Wang Fu!"

Speaking of this, Huang Xiaozi glanced at the group of people watching the show at the Jiuyao Sect, and finally stopped for a moment on the face of a handsome man with a goatee.

Then, he looked at Wang Fu and sneered:

"Am I right?"

When Wang Fu heard that the old guy not only said his name, but also knew his origins clearly, he couldn't help but think of Lu Feng. It must be because he attracted attention that he was seen through by him.

The remnants of the Luoyu Sect?

Haha, it seems that this Senior Brother Lu recognized him as early as the Wind and Thunder Ruins, but he never revealed it. He is really well hidden.

Wang Fu couldn't help but think again that Mo Fu's reminder to him to be careful of Lu Feng was indeed not aimless.

I just don't know whether Lu Feng told the matter of the Wind and Thunder Ruins...

"Yes or no?" Huang Xiaozi shouted fiercely, and it was obvious that Wang Fu's silence made him a little exasperated.

Seeing this, Wang Fu was not afraid at all. He looked up and said with an unchanged expression:

"What if it is? What if it is not?"

"I am a Dajing monk now."

"Dajing monk? Haha..." Huang Xiaozi sneered, and the murderous intent in his eyes was finally not concealed, "You said you are a Dajing monk, so you are a Dajing monk?"

"The remnants of the Luoyu Sect...!"