Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"This is……"

Looking at the eight gradually disappearing fonts, Wang Fu suddenly remembered an almost lost elixir in the world of immortality. It was not that the elixir was of a high grade, but that it had a unique effect.

Dingyan Dan.

It can preserve your youth forever and fix your appearance forever at the moment you take the elixir. Even if you are about to die at the end of your life, there will be no change.

This elixir does not help at all in cultivation, but it is a panacea that countless women dream of. Everyone loves beauty, and women pay more attention to their appearance.

Although the exercises practiced by most female immortal cultivators have the effect of relieving aging, after all, they only delay aging. As age increases and lifespan decreases, the skin will eventually become sagging and the beauty will no longer appear. But if you take an anti-aging pill early before your appearance ages, you can directly solve this problem.

Wang Fu looked at the two pink pills lying quietly in the jade box with a strange look on his face. He didn't expect that Ye Liuyun would give him two calming pills, but it was always more cost-effective to have them than nothing. After all, he could give them to him. Go out and get two pairs of Wind Stop Grass and Thunder Stripe Flower.

That is a genuine miraculous elixir that can improve the success rate of monks forming elixirs.

The jade box Wang Fu gave to Yu Lan and Wang Fu didn't have to think too much to know what was in it. It must be the Tianli Dan that he was asked to refine.

Opening the lid of the jade box, as expected, there were twenty-seven bright blue pills lying quietly inside, which were Tianli Pills. Wang Fu did not expect that the master of the pavilion could refine this third-level pill in just a few months. He was worthy of being a fourth-grade alchemist.

After closing the lid of the jade box, Wang Fu kept a calming pill in his hand and put the others in his storage bag.

"Now that you have this ancient elixir, there is no reason to ignore it." Wang Fu looked at the Dingyan elixir on his fingertips, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

Wang Fu naturally wanted to experience such a magical elixir of eternal youth.

However, when the elixir entered his throat, it turned into a stream of clear water and disappeared in an instant. If it weren't for the fragrance of the Dingyan elixir still remaining in his mouth, Wang Fu would have thought it was just an illusion.

He was stunned for a moment, and used his spiritual sense to spy around him without believing in evil, but he didn't notice any changes. In the end, he could only smile and shake his head slightly. It's not that he thought there was anything wrong with the elixir. Ye Liuyun had already joined the Treasure Pavilion, so he wouldn't use it. What kind of poison pill ruins the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The only explanation is that it looks like this after taking the Dingyan Pill.

As for the efficacy, only time will verify it.

After understanding this, Wang Fu no longer struggled. After some meditation and refining, he calmed down and took out the ten-thousand-year-old thunderbolt wood that was nearly seven inches long, and started to temper the "Golden Glory Divine Thunder" with ease.

The penance formally began.

He called out the sword embryo that was being warmed in his dantian, and refined bits and pieces of the tempered essence of the Ten Thousand Years Lightning Strike Wood into the sword embryo bit by bit.

This is a slow and steady process.

Fortunately, Wang Fu had already gone away from the valley. The only problem was the "Golden Divine Thunder" and the rapid consumption of his own spiritual power. If it weren't for the pills condensed by Xiaoding's refining of the elixir, plus the numerous spiritual stones, the supply would probably be in short supply in a few hours. .

The "Golden Glory Divine Thunder" was consumed for a while and then replaced with the "Soul-Eating Ghost Fire", and so on. After half a year, the nearly seven-inch ten-thousand-year-old lightning-strike wood had shrunk by one section, and the shape of the sword embryo became more and more refined, with brilliance flowing and exuding a faint light. The ancient green color looks like it won’t take long to be completely formed.

However, on this day, Li Hongying's sudden arrival forced Wang Fu to temporarily leave seclusion.

Li Hongying was not alone. There was a tall figure beside her. It was Shan Xiongjiao whom Li Jianshan had introduced to him from a distance. He was the third-ranked monk among the Dajing Foundation Establishment monks. The two of them stepped into the tower one after the other. As soon as they entered the range of the Little Four Spirit Array, Wang Fu immediately noticed that he also quietly left the ground and returned to the fifth floor of the tower, disappearing from the illusion.

When Li Hongying and the others stepped onto the fifth floor of the tower, they happened to see Wang Fu coming out of the quiet room.

"Brother Wang, is it okay to live here?" Li Hongying suddenly smiled sweetly when she saw Wang Fu.

"I'm thinking of you, Taoist friend Hongying. This place is quiet and suitable for cultivation. I have been in seclusion for half a year and I have gained something." Wang Fu slightly cupped his hands and spoke calmly.

"That's good. Hongying was still worried that Brother Wang wouldn't be used to living in this mundane palace. Now that she sees Brother Wang's face glowing and his cultivation improved, she feels relieved." Li Hongying gently pulled her hair back and then looked at the figure next to her. Shan Xiongjiao, who was tall and carried a generous sword on his back, introduced, "This is Shan Xiongjiao, Fellow Daoist Shan. The reason why Hongying disturbed Brother Wang's practice is precisely because of Fellow Daoist Shan."

Speaking of this, Li Hongying showed a look of helplessness on her pretty face.

"Fellow Daoist Shan is a martial arts fanatic. After seeing Brother Wang's strength in a competition, he wanted to compete with Brother Wang to prove his cultivation. He pestered me a few months ago and begged me to take him into the palace. I don't want to disturb him. Brother Wang politely refused, but I never thought that fellow Taoist Shan would show signs of going crazy because of this."

"Hongying doesn't want Dajing to lose a genius like Daoist Shan, so she can only agree."

Seeing the apology on Li Hongying's delicate face, Wang Fu couldn't help but look the tall and burly man up and down, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but doubt this man's purpose in his heart.

Although Li Hongying has outstanding talents and strong strength, she has a pure mind and has no experience in the world. She is not only Princess Dajing, but also the direct descendant of True Lord Qinghe. She has not suffered any setbacks since she was a child. Her cultivation path has been smooth sailing, and she can easily be exploited by people with intentions.

But Wang Fu was just doubtful. After all, Li Jianshan once said that this male dragon was a martial arts fanatic who liked to find others to learn from. Therefore, he did not show any displeasure, but instead smiled at this person:

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Shan is actually so obsessed?"

"I've met fellow Daoist Wang." Shan Xiongjiao raised his hands and raised his voice, "It's an old habit. Shan's practice is called [Fighting Sword Technique]. Under the influence of the practice, he met a powerful monk from the same realm. I couldn't help it, especially the sword cultivator, who had caused me a lot of trouble, and even attacked the two major Yuanying families in order to defeat me. Fortunately, the seniors of the two major families didn't care, and I became a martial arts idiot. "

"It is really a sin to disturb fellow Taoist Wang's practice this time. From now on, if fellow Taoist has any request, as long as I can fulfill it, I will not refuse."

"Fellow Taoist please grant me your permission."

Shan Xiongjiao spoke sincerely. After finishing his words, he bowed his body and bowed deeply to Wang Fu.

"It's a small matter..." Wang Fu and Li Hongying looked at each other and chuckled, "In that case, please take over, Fellow Daoist Shan."

When Shan Xiongjiao heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he tore off the broad sword from his back and held it in his hand. A burst of hot spiritual power spurted out, and the broad sword immediately burst into flames and ignited. A violent burst of flames.

A raging fighting spirit also overflowed from Shan Xiongjiao, and even though he tried his best to control it, two large blackened footprints still appeared on the floor.

Seeing this, Wang Fu's eyelids twitched slightly. While making seals with his hands, he activated the imperial formation flags of the Xiaosi Spiritual Formation to defend the tower building. At the same time, he flicked his fingers and fired twelve red-gold swords wrapped with electric arcs. The light flew out lightly and enveloped the single male dragon in an instant.

Then, under the control of Wang Fu's spiritual consciousness, he stabbed him one after another.