Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

What the divine sense saw.

Inside the crack was a more vast underwater space, nearly a hundred feet in size. Unfortunately, Wang Fu's divine sense did not find anything unusual after wandering around, but he did find a lot of spiritual fish fry.

Wang Fu did not believe in evil. After retracting his divine sense, he told the little red bird and the soul-seeking beast a few words, then used the golden jade talisman to prop up a close-fitting defensive light shield as a temporary water-avoiding barrier, and jumped directly into the pool, following the cracks at the bottom of the pool into the deep underwater space.

But even if he came here in person, Wang Fu did not find any treasures containing the water of the Guishui Qi. After exploring for half an hour, he had to give up.

But at this time, he found that the water of the Guishui Qi in the spirit fish that he had extracted before had recovered some for no reason. If Wang Fu's divine sense was not strong, he might not be able to sense it.

In this way, Wang Fu was almost certain that the source of the Guishui Qi was not some other treasure hidden in the water space, but was naturally derived from the bodies of these spirit fish.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu stopped his body just at the exit of the crack, turned back to the water space, and took away more than 200 young fish with a small tripod under the attack of a group of spirit fish.

Since these spirit fish can derive Guishui Qi, they must be valuable. If they can be cultivated, they may be able to produce Guishui Qi continuously in the future.

Wang Fu did not kill them all, but only collected a small part of the many young fish, and then returned to the original route and returned to the outside of the pond.

There was no white crane here, and Wang Fu did not plan to stay. He directly summoned the Shenfeng Boat and headed towards Cuiping Mountain. Now that the Guishui Qi was in hand, it was time to find a safe place with plenty of water to retreat.

But as soon as Wang Fu returned to Cuiping Mountain, he saw the white crane quietly waiting on the cliff. When Wang Fu was surprised at the speed of the white crane, it had already spread its wings and flew towards the Kamikaze Boat.

Seeing this, Wang Fu quickly landed and asked the little red bird to negotiate.

After a chirping of birds, the little red bird returned with the white crane.

"Chirp chirp..."

Listening to the bird's chirping, Wang Fu didn't understand it at all. He only understood the meaning by connecting with its mind.

The white crane was indeed waiting for him.

As for the reason, it was for the thousand-year-old "Cold Tobacco" that was displayed earlier.

"Brother Baihe, do you mean to use a treasure to exchange a leaf of my "Cold Tobacco"?" Wang Fu looked at the white crane with some doubts, and at the same time he was surprised that the intelligence of this white crane was really the same as that of a human. He actually knew to exchange items with him. You know, this white crane is only at the top level of the second level. If it continues to grow, I am afraid it will achieve extraordinary results.

The white crane nodded and made a few crane calls.

Wang Fu looked at the little red bird.

The little red bird translated with a "chi chi chi" sound.

"Okay," Wang Fu nodded to the white crane. Since the other party was intelligent, he treated him equally. Then he said, "I don't know what treasure it is. Can I take a look first?"

The white crane thought about it, then opened his mouth and spit out his demon pill, which made Wang Fu almost mistakenly think that the white crane wanted to trade with its demon pill.

Fortunately, when the demon pill was spit out, a ray of light flashed, and a small and agile white crane flew out from the demon pill. This white crane was composed of pure spiritual power, without any demon power, and instantly turned into a pure, thumb-sized round bead, floating in front of Wang Fu.

Just when Wang Fu was puzzled, the white crane made a few crane calls to explain.

"Chi chi chi..." The little red bird translated.

Wang Fu looked at the white round bead in front of him with surprise.

"Crane Breathing Technique!"

This thing is a method of practicing a magic, which is the magical power inherited from the blood of the white crane. It has infinite uses. It does not need to flow through the meridians, so it can be practiced without a demon body.

And the white crane is planning to exchange this magical power for a leaf of "Cold Tobacco". As for the use, Wang Fu knows without thinking that the white crane intends to use it to catch the spirit fish in the pond.

However, this is a bit too expensive.

After all, it is the magical power inherited from the blood of the white crane.

Wang Fu thought about it and did not want to take too much advantage of the white crane. He directly took out a whole plant of "Cold Tobacco" and controlled it to fly to the white crane with the control of the object technique, and said sincerely:

"Brother Baihe, your magical power is precious, how can a leaf be worth it? I will use this whole plant of "Cold Tobacco" as an exchange."

The white crane looked at the "Cold Tobacco" in front of him, which exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, and thought about how this human used it to attract a large number of spirit fish before, and he was so greedy that he almost drooled.

He nodded in agreement.

The crane took the "cold tobacco" in its beak and swallowed it into its stomach for storage.

Seeing this, Wang Fu did not hesitate to put the round bead in front of him into his pocket.

The man and the crane looked at each other, the former had a satisfied smile in his eyes, and the latter also showed a kind look. Then the white crane nodded to the little red bird, and a "cry" sounded through the sky. The white crane spread its wings, circled in the clouds, and disappeared in Cuiping Mountain.

"It's really a handsome white crane. With its intelligence, it is very likely to survive the transformation catastrophe one day and become a real demon." Wang Fu looked at the place where the white crane disappeared, muttered a few times, and then took out the cave token of the green-robed old man. After activating it, a spiritual light flew out, guiding the direction of the cave.

Wang Fu jumped on the Shenfeng boat and followed the guiding spiritual light.

An hour later, the sun set, and the Shenfeng boat stopped in front of a peak in Cuiping Mountain that towered into the clouds.

Cuiping Mountain covers a large area with many steep peaks. The clouds and mists on this mountain are the most dense, like a natural barrier. If it weren't for the guiding spiritual light leading the way through the clouds and mist, Wang Fu might not be able to find this place.

Looking at the mountain top in front of him, Wang Fu took out the forbidden token. After activating it, the token immediately emitted a green light and sank into the mountain wall on the top of the mountain. Then a portal appeared out of thin air in front of Wang Fu.

However, Wang Fu did not step into it directly. Instead, he touched the Wanhun Banner wrapped around his fingers, arrested a ghost general, and drove the ghost general into the portal to explore the way.

With the divine consciousness attached to the ghost general, Wang Fu also saw the scene after the ban.

A gorgeous manor is located halfway up the mountain, with gurgling streams, surrounded by bamboo forests, and many spirit beasts and birds playing happily in the manor.

There were many spiritual medicines planted in several spiritual fields, and the fragrance of the spiritual medicines was overflowing, but no spiritual beasts were destroying them. A closer look revealed that there was a restriction covering the medicinal fields.

Wang Fu controlled the ghost general to wander around the entire manor and stepped into every room. Although the spiritual beasts and birds were frightened and fled in panic, there was no danger. Wang Fu was relieved and stepped into the restriction with a calm face.

"This old guy is living a very comfortable life." Wang Fu sighed and landed directly in front of the medicinal fields. Although the spiritual medicines in these medicinal fields are not a thousand years old, they are three or four hundred years old, and some of them are even five or six hundred years old.

However, when Wang Fu lifted the restriction of the medicinal fields with the restriction token, a bloody smell came to his face, making him frown violently.

After a spiritual sense, Wang Fu's face suddenly became gloomy.

He waved his hand and lifted the soil of the medicine field. The soil was full of corpses, both monsters and humans, and even flesh and blood that had not been completely digested.

These spiritual medicines were actually nourished by the essence of monsters and humans.

Wang Fu snorted coldly, flicked his finger and flicked out the innate true fire, directly burning the spiritual medicines in these spiritual fields. Although he killed many people and controlled the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he had a bottom line in his heart.

If these spiritual medicines were used to improve his cultivation, it would be tantamount to eating human flesh and blood.

Besides, he didn't lack so many spiritual medicines that were hundreds of years old.

The innate true fire not only burned the spiritual medicines, but also burned all the corpses in several medicine fields to ashes.

After doing this, he walked towards a place in the manor that looked like a study. Just now, he used his spiritual sense to explore. From the traces, it was obviously the last place where the green-robed old man stayed before leaving the cave.

After a few leaps, Wang Fu easily walked into the study room where the door had not even been closed.

As soon as he entered this place, Wang Fu's eyes were fixed on an irregular piece of light golden tortoise shell on the table in front of him.