Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Hahaha..."

At the top of Lingjiao Peak, on the top floor of a delicate attic, an old laugh suddenly sounded. This voice was not shy and spread all over the place, leaving many Wenren family members and guests confused.

Even the head of the family, Wenren Wu, who led a group of cultivators to clean up the battlefield, looked at the top of the peak with some doubts.

He knew very well that at this moment, the two ancestors of the Wenren family and the elders who worshipped them were negotiating with "Jiang Yan"... No, they were negotiating with Wang Fu, who easily killed the Yellow Dust Demon.

However, no matter what the outcome is, it will not be too bad.

At least the senior Wang who lurked in, entered the Wenren family for half a year, not only did not do any evil, but also cultivated Wenren Ziyue with all his heart, and even took action to resolve the family disaster.

When Wenren Wu thought of this, he looked at Wenren Ziyue not far away. With his knowledge, the status of this younger generation of the family would probably rise with the tide.

In the attic on the top of the mountain, Wenren Qingcang looked at the black-clothed man opposite with a smile on his face, as if he had just solved a big problem hanging in his heart, and felt much more relaxed. Even the "Black Demon Pill Poison" in his body seemed to have dissipated most of it.

He smiled on his somewhat old face:

"Since Fellow Daoist Wang is willing to become the great elder of my Wenren family, Fellow Daoist Wang's affairs are the affairs of my Wenren family, but the Xiong family is just a small matter."

"Fellow Daoist Qingcang is not worried about the troubles that will come to me, and is willing to help me. In return, there is no problem for me to become the great elder of the Wenren family." Wang Fu smiled and nodded, stretched out his fingers to pinch the high-quality spiritual tea brewed on the coffee table beside him, and brought it to his mouth, with a calm expression, neither humble nor arrogant.

Just before, after Wang Fu killed Huang Chen at Lingyue Peak, he revealed his true self and removed the disguise talisman. The ancestor of the Wenren family, Wenren Qingcang, was first extremely shocked, and then he welcomed Wang Fu to the attic of Lingjiao Peak with great admiration.

Treat him well.

After several polite conversations, Wang Fu also got straight to the point, hoping to get the help of the Wenren family to surround the Xiong family's land for him, so as to prevent any fish from slipping through the net when he dealt with Xiong Lie.

This was also the purpose of Wang Fu revealing his true self. With his current cultivation strength, he was not worried about what the Wenren family would do to him, and this was also the confidence. ..

Who would have thought that Wenren Qingcang would actually propose the condition of making him the great elder of the Wenren family. After weighing the pros and cons for a short time, Wang Fu also nodded in agreement, which led to this scene at the moment.

Wang Fu knew in his heart that if his strength was not strong enough to make Wenren Qingcang feel afraid, the old man would never be so smiling and welcoming him with spiritual tea. The most likely thing is to capture him, torture him, and then hand him over to the Dajing Li family, the Gao Er family, or even directly to the Xiong family. After all, interests are paramount.

"Hahaha... In this case, this matter will be finalized. I will make it public later. Before that, please leave a mark on my clan monument for future generations." Wenren Qingcang finished speaking, and with a wave of his hand, a stone monument of some age appeared in the attic.

Wang Fu looked at the stone monument. There were many words on it. In addition to a personal name, there was also an introduction to the Wenren family. The Wenren family began two thousand years ago. The first generation of ancestors were two inner disciples of the Juque Sect who became Taoist partners. Later, they left the sect to establish a clan and developed step by step. There are more and more people with spiritual roots in the clan until today.

Although the text is not much, it is enough to show the development trajectory of the Wenren family step by step, with decline and prosperity.

Wang Fu looked at it and explored the stone tablet with his magical power. Finally, he came to the conclusion that this tablet was really just a simple stone tablet. Apart from the strange material, it was not even a spiritual weapon.

After a few breaths, Wang Fu retracted his gaze. He thought for a moment, then looked at Wenren Qingcang's eyes with some seriousness, and reminded him:

"Fellow Daoist Qingcang, there are many troubles behind me. You have also been to Jique Mountain, so you should understand this. Not only do the demons of Tianluo Kingdom regard Wang as a thorn in their eyes and want to get rid of him as soon as possible, but some families in Dajing also regard Wang as a thorn in their flesh."

"It's fine if you and I make a verbal agreement, but if you really leave Wang's name on this monument, it will be troublesome later. If you trace it down, it will not be so easy to get rid of it."

After Wang Fu said this, he stopped talking. He was alone and came and went freely, but the Wenren family was different. He borrowed the Wenren family's "Spiritual Vortex" to practice, and the other party promised to help him deal with the Xiong family. It is better to make it clear about the interests involved.

If Wenren Qingcang insisted on doing so, it would not be a big deal for him to leave a name.

The other two Jindan cultivators of the Wenren family looked at each other and then at Wenren Qingcang. Their lips moved slightly, and it was obvious that they were transmitting messages.

Although Wang Fu could eavesdrop with his consciousness, there was no need. He just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and tasted the spiritual tea. Not to mention, the spiritual tea that Wenren Qingcang took out to treat him was definitely the best quality among the spiritual teas he had tasted. If a low-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm drank a cup, it might be possible to directly break through a small realm.

Not long after, Wenren Qingcang's voice sounded again, and the other two did not transmit messages again. It was obvious that they had reached a unified goal, or they were persuaded by Wenren Qingcang. There was no other reason. From Wenren Qingcang's next words, it could be seen that the old man had made up his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is so calm. If I retreat, I will be looked down upon. Fellow Daoist can rest assured to leave my name on the family monument. If there is really trouble, I will lead the entire Wenren family to face it together with you."

"In that case, Wang will accept it." Wang Fu also nodded solemnly. He did not expect the other party to be so firm. If it were not for the divine consciousness that had surpassed the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir to confirm that there was no trick in the stone tablet, Wang Fu would have suspected whether there was a trick.

He raised his hand, looked at the stone tablet, and then looked at Wenren Qingcang. Seeing this, the latter flicked his finger, and a ray of spiritual light fell next to the four beautiful small characters "Wenren Qingcang" written on the stone tablet, but it was flush with his own name.

Wang Fu understood, moved his fingertips slightly, and wrote in the air. In just two breaths, the two words "Wang Fu" appeared next to "Wenren Qingcang" on the stone tablet.

Seeing this, Wenren Qingcang added the five small characters "Wang Fu" to Wang Fu's name with a smile on his face. From then on, Wang Fu was completely regarded as the Wenren family's worship elder.

"Daoyou Qingcang, it's better not to publicize this matter for the time being. Wang still has some grievances to deal with. It won't be too late to make it public after the settlement is completed." Wang Fu thought for a while and said.

Wenren Qingcang was slightly stunned, and then he seemed to think of something. While putting away the clan monument, he nodded:..

"It's my fault for not considering it carefully. Don't worry, Great Elder, I know what to do."

Wang Fu couldn't help but smile bitterly at Wenren Qingcang's sudden change of address. On the surface, he nodded calmly. Then he looked at the three people with bright pale faces and said bluntly:

"The three Daoists have been poisoned by the "Black Demon Pill Poison" of the Huangchen Demon Head. I think it's not easy. Wang has a way to eradicate the demon poison and eliminate the hidden dangers for the three of you, but..."

Wang Fu paused.

When the three heard Wang Fu's words, they all showed joy, especially the two cultivators in the early stage of the Golden Core. Their cultivation was much weaker than Huang Chen's. Since they were poisoned, their cultivation was only one tenth of what it was. It would take a lot of time to detoxify, which would delay their cultivation. They dared not leave the family and could not do many things. If they could remove the poison, it would be a pleasant surprise.

"Does the elder have any concerns? If you need any spiritual medicine resources, my Wenren family still has some resources." Wenren Qingcang looked at Wang Fu with surprise.

"That's not necessary. I believe that Daoist Qingcang knows Wang's magical powers. My three-color divine thunder is the nemesis of all evil things. It only needs to travel through the three meridians and dantian, and the magic poison will naturally dissipate." After Wang Fu said this lightly, he stretched out his finger, and a ray of thunder with three colors of gold, black and blue appeared at his fingertips, jumping "hissing".

Whether it was Wenren Qingcang or the other two, their faces froze, especially the former. He knew that this thunder was powerful. Even the old demon Chigu, who had reached the great perfection of the Golden Core in Corpse Mountain, had not gained any benefit from it.

The other two looked at each other and showed hesitation. If they let this thunder drill into their meridians, it would be equivalent to handing their life and death to the other party.

Just one thought could make them die.

Wang Fu saw the faces of the three people, chuckled, retracted the thunder, and said calmly:

"If you don't want to, just pretend that Wang didn't mention it."