Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Hehe... Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I have dealt with those three old guys many times and know how to deal with them. I will definitely not expose you. However, these three guys knew that there were spies mixed in, but they didn't clean them up by themselves but piled them up in this Lingquan Hall. They must want to take this opportunity to test me. I have to teach them a lesson." A clear voice came from the "Heavenly Illusion Pearl", followed by a flash of white light, and a tall and snow-white illusory figure fell in front of Wang Fu.

"Do you mind, fellow Daoist?"

"You can do whatever you want, just don't show any flaws." Wang Fu shook his head slightly. He looked at Wenren Zixin and Feng Geng who were still unconscious, waved his hand, and a spiritual light rolled up, and the two fell into the "Eye of the Spiritual Spring".

"In that case, I'll leave it to you!"

After saying this, Wang Fu also jumped into the spirit pool, sitting cross-legged quietly, practicing with the "Spirit Eye Jade" while waiting.

In a blink of an eye, the three-day deadline arrived.

The forbidden door opened wide, and the figures of the ancestors of the three major families poured into the hall.

…

Half a day later, streams of light flew out of the Lingquan Valley, and one of the golden streams was particularly conspicuous.

On the huge golden disc magic weapon, Wenren Qingcang stood at the front, and a young black figure stood beside him with his hands behind his back.

“Great elder, is what the spirit in the Lingquan Hall said true?” Wenren Qingcang couldn’t wait to ask as soon as he left the Lingquan Valley.

“Well,” Wang Fu nodded slightly. After leaving the Lingquan Valley, he restored his original appearance and cultivation. “The Lord Ling you mentioned did not deceive you. Duan Xiao and Li Qingping, who was aliased as Mu Ziping, have been killed by him. As for me, I have something he fears, and he can’t do anything to me, so he made a deal with me in disguise.”

“So that’s the case. I’m still worried about the safety of the great elder.” Wenren Qingcang looked relieved.

After hearing this, Wang Fu turned his head slightly and glanced at the other party, revealing a half-smile. Wenren Qingcang felt something in his heart, but after looking at Wang Fu, he was a little guilty and dared not speak.

"Hehe..."

At this time, a sweet laugh came into Wang Fu's mind. It was the dragon girl Ao Yu. Perhaps she had left the place where she had been trapped for tens of thousands of years. She was in a very good mood and began to joke:

"Brother Wang, this old guy clearly counted you in, and you are still so polite to him, which is not like your style."

"It's okay, it can't be considered a calculation. This matter is my own will. Moreover, for the Wenren family, I am just a worship elder after all, not a member of the Wenren family." Wang Fu responded to the girl in his heart without changing his tone, "Besides, he still told me about your existence at the last moment. Speaking of it, I have to thank him."

At this point, Wang Fu's consciousness looked at Ao Yu who was lazily lying on a white jade bed in the "Heavenly Fantasy Pearl" with deep meaning.

He clearly saw the girl's expression stiffen.

Ignoring the woman, Wang Fu spoke to Wenren Qingcang again:

"Fellow Daoist Qingcang, do you have a recipe for refining the 'Golden Yuan Pill'?"

"Of course I do." Wenren Qingcang was stunned when he heard this, then he nodded quickly. At the same time, he flipped his palm without hesitation, and a jade slip emerged. He smiled and said, "This recipe is obtained by our three major families. It is also with this recipe that we have developed to this point."

After saying this, Wenren Qingcang sent his palm, and the jade slip flew to Wang Fu as if it had wings.

Wang Fu was quite satisfied to see that the other party was so sensible, and then he put the jade slip into his pocket without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Wenren Qingcang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He understood that Wang Fu no longer cared about the conspiracy against Lingquan Hall.

"Who refined the 'Golden Yuan Pill' in the past?" Wang Fu asked with an unchanged expression.

"It was me." Wenren Qingcang stroked his beard lightly when he heard this, and he was quite proud.

"Well, how many 'Golden Yuan Pills' could the Wenren family refine after getting the spiritual paste?" Wang Fu asked again.

"Before the Xiong family came, our family could generally get 20% or 30% of the spiritual paste. If nothing unexpected happened, 10% of the spiritual paste could refine two 'Golden Yuan Pills'. However, since the Xiong family came, the share has decreased. Last time, our Wenren family was at the bottom and only got 10% of the spiritual paste. It was really not good enough." Wenren Qingcang's old face fell, and he was quite resentful, but when he thought that the Xiong family had been destroyed, he was in a good mood again.

"Fortunately, this time the elder took action, and our Wenren family won the first place in the competition and took the lion's share. Although the spiritual paste produced by the 'Eye of the Spiritual Spring' this time was only half of the last time, according to the proportion, we also got 25%, which means we can refine five 'Golden Yuan Pills', which is much better than the Feng and Zhao families." Wenren Qingcang felt comfortable all over when he thought of the old guy Zhao Renhai holding the half-finished spiritual paste.

Thinking back to the mocking face of the other party, this time, he was able to vent his anger.

Wang Fu nodded slightly when he heard this.

"I still have 50% of the five-color spiritual ointment, so I will give it to you to refine. I want eight 'Golden Yuan Pills', and the remaining two will be your reward and other materials needed for alchemy." Wang Fu looked calm. As soon as he said this, he took out a storage bag and threw it to Wenren Qingcang, who was shocked.

"Five, five-tenths spiritual ointment?" Wenren Qingcang looked at the storage bag in his hand and felt it was particularly heavy. After he explored it with his spiritual sense, his hands trembled with excitement.

At this time, he didn't understand that the "Eye of the Spiritual Spring" was not less in production, but was clearly swept away in advance by the young man in black next to him.

"Is there a problem?" Wang Fu frowned.

"No, no problem." Wenren Qingcang came back to his senses and shook his head quickly, then his face was full of ecstasy, "It's really that the elder's move surprised me too much."

"Don't worry, elder, I will do my best to refine the elixir, but the main ingredient of the 'Golden Yuan Pill' is the five-color spiritual paste, and the value of other materials is far less. In addition, this time my clan relied on the elder to win the first place in the competition. It is 75% of the spiritual paste, and the elder only took eight 'Golden Yuan Pills', this..."

"What? You still think I took too little?" Wang Fu smiled meaningfully, "Although I don't know much about alchemy, I also know that it is not easy to refine alchemy. If you are not careful, the pill will be destroyed and the furnace will explode, and it will consume a lot of energy, so you don't have to say anything more."

"But there is one thing, no matter how many 'Golden Yuan Pills' you refine, my share cannot be less, and as for how much you can keep, it depends on your ability." Wang Fu reminded indifferently.

"Don't worry, Great Elder. I will definitely live up to your trust." Wenren Qingcang was grateful and bowed respectfully.

Wang Fu nodded slightly, and then he remembered that Ao Yu was about to become the spirit of his natal flying sword. He could take this opportunity to ask Wenren Qingcang for the materials needed to enlighten the spirit, so he said:

"By the way, I need some materials to practice a secret technique. Here is a list. After returning to the clan, you can send someone to find a copy for me."

After that, Wang Fu took out a blank jade slip, recorded some materials needed to enlighten the spirit, and threw it to Wenren Qingcang.

Wenren Qingcang took the jade slip, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. There was no other reason. These materials were not very rare. They were all some auxiliary functions, and seemed to be used to enlighten the spirit.

However, Wenren Qingcang did not ask any more questions. He turned his palm and put away the jade slips carefully, saying:

"Don't worry, elder. These materials are in the treasure house of the clan. I will ask someone to send them to you as soon as I return to the clan."

"That's good." Wang Fu nodded slightly, feeling happy.

After the two chatted for a few more words, Wang Fu found a random reason to sit cross-legged on the round magic weapon and meditate quietly.

Wenren Qingcang came to Nan Songzi with excitement, unfolded a soundproof cover, and shared his excitement with this old friend.

This soundproof cover naturally could not block Wang Fu's consciousness, but after hearing that there was nothing wrong with the two people's words, he no longer paid attention to it, but began to sort out the gains of this trip.

Needless to say, the "Spirit Eye Jade" also had the storage bags of Duan Xiao and Li Qingping.

The latter's storage bag was filled with common items of the Jindan realm. The most precious item was the middle-grade magic weapon Qingguang Bishui Sword. In addition, there were a lot of middle-grade spirit stones. There was nothing else worth looking at.

However, there was something in the storage bag of Duan Xiao, the magic cultivator, that made Wang Fu's eyes light up. It was a jade slip that recorded a technique.

[The Yin-stealing Technique].