Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Miao Fu Hall is on Feiyu Peak.

As one of the three inner sect peaks and the mountain where the head of the sect lives, it is extremely luxurious. Even if it is only halfway up the mountain, the richness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is several times more than that of Feiyun Peak.

The number of inner sect disciples is also the largest. Riding on Bai Yingfei's Qingye flying magic weapon, Wang Fu saw too many inner sect disciples flying in the air, and even occasionally there were uncles who had built their foundation passing by.

"We're here."

After passing through many temples, the Qingye flying magic weapon finally stopped in front of a temple.

The three large gold-plated characters of Miao Fu Hall shone brightly on the plaque, and the lines that could only be used to draw talismans twisted and turned on the pillars on both sides of the gate, giving it a very ancient atmosphere.

"Junior Brother Wang, wait here, Senior Brother Bai and I will go find my uncle." Li Xiaohuan said.

"Okay." Wang Fu nodded, his eyes focused on the two huge stone pillars on both sides of the gate.

"Junior sister, you can go. I'm not from the Miao Fu Hall, and I don't need to buy talismans at the moment. I'll stay here with Junior Brother Wang, in case he disappears later." Bai Yingfei obviously had his own ideas, but Li Xiaohuan didn't doubt it.

She thought about it and it was true. What if Wang Fu disappeared when she led her uncle out later? If he disappeared, he could be found again, but if he offended his uncle, then everything would be over.

A second-level talisman that was comparable to a Foundation Establishment Realm attack was a life-saving trump card for her.

"Brother Bai is still thoughtful. Thank you for your hard work." Li Xiaohuan smiled at Bai Yingfei.

Bai Yingfei was naturally overjoyed.

He wanted to take the opportunity to polish Wang Fu's formula again, but who would have thought that he could also earn Li Xiaohuan's respect.

After Li Xiaohuan entered the Miao Fu Hall, Bai Yingfei could no longer resist asking Wang Fu: "Wang, Junior Brother, can we discuss the formula of the spiritual liquid?"

Wang Fu was studying the patterns on the stone pillar. He felt bad after being interrupted. However, he rolled his eyes and knew that if he didn't completely dispel Bai Yingfei's idea, he might still pester him in the future.

"Brother Bai, the formula of the spiritual liquid really can't be sold, and the spiritual liquid doesn't have as much effect as imagined. Otherwise, why would I struggle in the fifth level of Qi Refining? I would have been promoted to the inner sect long ago."

"Taking too much spiritual liquid will produce drug resistance just like elixirs, and the effect will be greatly reduced. It can only solve urgent problems. It's probably the limit to help Brother Bai break through the tenth level of Qi Refining."

Bai Yingfei frowned as he listened, but he thought carefully and felt that what Wang Fu said made sense. If there were such a good thing in the world, Wang Fu and even the family behind him would have grown to a well-known level.

He had never heard of a family of immortal cultivators named Wang around Luoyu Sect. It was not famous, and at most it was a small family. It was good to have a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

However, he also wanted to fight for it again. After all, the effect of the spiritual liquid in the early stage of cultivation was still quite strong.

"Thank you for your reminder, Junior Brother Wang, but my Bai family's ancestor is good at refining pills. This formula is not for me, but for the ancestor to see. Don't worry, Junior Brother Wang, if my Bai family's ancestor has any gains, he will tell you as soon as possible. Maybe the ancestor can improve the formula and enhance the effect of the spiritual liquid."

Wang Fu was annoyed in his heart. Why is this person pestering him?

Fortunately, Li Xiaohuan's voice appeared in time, which made Wang Fu relieved.

"Seventh Uncle, I asked Wang Fu to wait outside..."

Li Xiaohuan walked out of the Miaofu Hall, followed by a middle-aged man with a goatee. The middle-aged man came with his hands behind his back, and he was intimidating without anger, which put a heavy pressure on Wang Fu. Fortunately, Wang Fu would rather face this pressure than face Bai Yingfei's pestering.

"Hello, Uncle Li." Seeing Li Xiaohuan and her uncle coming out, Bai Yingfei hurried forward to pay respectful respects. Wang Fu followed suit and said, "Hello, Uncle Li."

"Yes." Li Yi nodded slightly, and then set his sights on Wang Fu, "Are you the guy who drew the top-quality Vajra Talisman by himself?"

"Uncle, it's me." Wang Fu bowed.

"Yes, you have such ability at the fifth level of Qi Refining. If so, you are a talent for making talismans." Li Yi nodded, but Wang Fu heard the implication.

If it's true, it's good, but if you don't have this ability, it's probably not good.

"Come with me, if you can draw another top-quality Vajra Talisman in front of me, I will let you enter the Miao Fu Hall to practice."

"Thank you, Uncle, I will do my best."

Wang Fu was overjoyed.

As Li Yi entered a side hall of the Miao Fu Hall, there were many tables in the side hall. There were disciples standing beside some tables, concentrating on drawing talismans. Wang Fu took a general look and found that the talismans drawn by these disciples were all the lowest level of the first-level lower-level talismans.

Seeing Li Yi coming, they quickly put down their talisman pens and bowed respectfully.

"Meet Uncle Li..."

And Li Yi just nodded calmly.

Those disciples seemed to be used to it. After the greeting, they continued to make talismans. However, they looked at Wang Fu curiously, not understanding why an outer disciple of the fifth level of Qi Refining was here. As for Li Xiaohuan, they knew that she was Uncle Li's niece.

"Go to that place, I'll give you a quarter of an hour." Li Yi pointed to an empty table and motioned Wang Fu to go over.

Wang Fu came to the table and took a deep breath to calm his excitement and anxiety. He knew that whether he could ascend to heaven in one step and become an inner disciple in advance depended on this moment.

He adjusted his mindset and took out the black-patterned talisman pen, cinnabar and talisman paper.

Dip the talisman pen into cinnabar, tap it lightly on the talisman paper, condense your consciousness, and outline the strokes...

The disciples seemed to understand something when they saw this, and the eyes they looked at Wang Fu changed again and again.

"I'm afraid that this person is favored by Uncle Li. This is a test for him. If he passes, I'm afraid he will be one of us."

"What a blessing. It took me ten years to be promoted to an inner disciple."

"Who says it's not..."

"I hope this person doesn't pass, otherwise I will be upset..."

None of these disciples hope that Wang Fu will succeed. They don't want an outer disciple at the fifth level of Qi Refining to suddenly transform and have the same status as them.

However, contrary to these disciples, Li Xiaohuan and Bai Yingfei hoped that Wang Fu would succeed, especially the former, which was related to whether she could get a second-level talisman.

"Senior brother, do you think he can succeed?" Li Xiaohuan looked nervously at Wang Fu, who was already drawing in front of the desk.

"Junior sister, don't worry, Junior Brother Wang will definitely do it. I personally bought the Vajra Talisman from him." Bai Yingfei comforted.

"Is it possible that he didn't draw it himself..."

Just as Li Xiaohuan was making random guesses, a gleaming golden light appeared in front of Wang Fu, and it flickered for a full breath before disappearing.

Li Xiaohuan smiled.