Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The groom, Huang Ting, and the bride, Gao Fei, were not in the hall at the moment. It was not that they were deliberately neglecting the guests, but that they had to prepare for the official marriage ceremony later.

Although there are not so many worldly rules for Taoist monks to become Taoist couples, this is a marriage between two major families, so it is naturally different.

Taking advantage of this free time, the man and woman, whom they had not seen for a long time, were in a remote attic in the inner castle a little far away from the hall, their eyes blurred, lingering together like dry wood and a raging fire.

After a while, the two of them were leaning on each other, and their red wedding clothes were scattered casually on the bed.

"Fei'er, you've been waiting so long for this marriage." Huang Ting stroked the Taoist couple's pretty face with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ting, don't say that. I'm willing to wait."

The woman with scattered black hair had pink eyes and shy cheeks. Listening to the apologetic voice of her lover next to her, she stretched out her delicate fingers as white as green and gently pressed her lips to her lips, and whispered:

"After today, we will never be separated again. Ancestor Gao agreed that we should become Taoist couples, and my Gao family and the Huang family have officially married. The presence of our ancestors in person this time shows that they attach great importance to it. Even the ancestor of Yanming nodded in agreement. So what you were worried about before will never happen again.”

"Hey, talking about it before, didn't the eldest elder of the Gao family criticize my Huang family and oppose the marriage? Why have you figured it out again?" Huang Ting asked in confusion as his palms moved around.

"Hehe... of course she is your wife. I beg the great ancestor. The great ancestor is the Optimus Prime of my lineage. As long as he nods his head and agrees, the ancestor of Yanming will not object. I am the eldest of the Gao family. The elders are naturally helpless, but Brother Ting, although the eldest elder of our clan is opposed to you and me being together, he has no ill intentions. Everything is for the development of the family. You must not bear grudges... Uh-huh..." The woman clapped her hands softly and tried to fight. Huang Ting's restless palm fell off, but he couldn't stop it at all. He could only let it happen and let out a gasping sound.

"Haha...it turns out to be Fei'er's credit. Don't worry, Fei'er. The eldest elder of the Gao family will also be my elder from now on. How can I hold any grudges, but you have to make it up to your husband-in-law..." Huang Ting stared at his arms. The lovely girl's eyes shined brightly again.

Seeing that aggressive look, the woman bit her red lips slightly and called out shyly:

"Ms. sir!"

"Fei'er..."

"Tsk tsk! I didn't expect to see such a live erotic scene in broad daylight. It's really a worthwhile trip. But you two should restrain yourself a little, but don't ruin your already weak body."

Huang Ting had just bullied him and was about to show his strength again, but at this moment, a strange male voice suddenly came from the room, and his words contained sarcasm.

"Who? Which thief is so bold that he dares to break into my Huang family's inner fortress? He is seeking death!"

Huang Ting's movements stopped abruptly, his body tightened, and he rolled up a close-fitting gown and put it on his body. At the same time, he turned over, his consciousness widened, and a fierce light appeared in confusion.

He activated his technique, and contained a purple thunderbolt as thick as his thumb in his palm. He looked around in all directions, and was extremely shocked that someone was approaching but he didn't notice it!

As for Gao Fei, a girl from the Gao family who only had foundation-building cultivation, she was equally frightened by the sudden change. She quickly pulled the messy wedding dress over her body, but she didn't worry too much. Her eyes were just panicked for a moment. He just focused on the broad back in front of him and calmed down.

"Wang is not here to die. I just have something to discuss with Mr. Huang Ting." As the voice in the attic fell, a dreamlike white light appeared in front of the tables and chairs in the room.

Huang Ting was shocked. He stepped back half a step and leaned against the bed. He sucked his palms and pinched the storage bag and spirit animal bag beside the bed. After a burst of light, a small purple flag appeared above his head. The flag was wrapped with strands of electric light, emitting a purple light curtain to protect Huang Ting and Gao Fei behind him.

Huang Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his mouth and spit out a small purple thunder cone, hovering in front of him.

At this time, the white light in the room dimmed, and two figures suddenly appeared on the chair in front of the sandalwood table, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a black robe with sleeves. He was young, only twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old. He looked very young, with a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a play with gusto.

There was even a teacup in his hand.

As for the woman, she was very charming. Sitting opposite the man, she wore a long pink skirt, which made her waist look like a willow and her breasts became peaks, which was quite impressive. However, the woman's small hands were covering her eyes at this moment, as if she would not look at anything inappropriate. However, if you look closely, you will see a pair of crystal clear eyes that are extremely clear through the gap between her fingertips.

These two people were Wang Fu and Linghu Sisi who sneaked in secretly.

Huang Ting looked at the two people who were showing their figures and looked at their movements. It was obvious that they had been here for a long time, and he couldn't help showing a look of shame and anger.

But the two people appeared here quietly, and their cultivation must be far higher than his, so Huang Ting had to conceal his anger. After his eyes lingered on the pink-skirted woman for a moment, he quietly looked towards the spirit beast. Injecting spiritual power into the bag, he said:

"I wonder where these two seniors came from. Why are you so eager to discuss something with me?"

"Haha... It's not a big deal, I just want to use your brain." Wang Fu slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, his expression was extremely calm, there was nothing strange about it, and he couldn't tell that these words that wanted to take people's lives were coming from him. It came out of his mouth.

"you……"

After hearing this, Huang Ting's eyes widened, and he took the initiative in his murderous intent. The small purple lightning cone hovering in front of him shone brightly, and with a "swoosh", it rushed towards Wang Fu's head.

The speed was so fast that it was like thunder and lightning.

With a "rip", it directly pierced through Wang Fu's figure. Huang Ting was about to show his joy, but he saw the figure in front of the sandalwood table quickly dissipated.

"Afterimage? Not good!"

Huang Ting was shocked and quickly slapped the spirit beast bag. A golden stream of light shot out instantly, and a fierce breath swept over instantly. However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the purple shield covering his body "clicked" and shattered, and then a palm accurately pinched his throat.

As soon as he exerted force, the feeling of his bones almost breaking swept through Huang Ting's body, making his scalp numb. At the same time, he felt a strong force falling on his dantian, and then the spiritual power of the golden elixir cultivation that filled his body was like a deflation, and it disappeared instantly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled constantly, trying to scream, but because his neck was restrained, he could only make "Ah Ah Wu Wu" sounds.

"The thunder spirit root is quite powerful, but it's a pity that his cultivation is not good enough." Wang Fu looked at Huang Ting, who had been abolished by him and was struggling constantly, sneered, and threw it at the stunned Gao family woman who had not yet reacted.

"Young Master, be careful!"

At this moment, Linghu Sisi's somewhat anxious reminder came, and Wang Fu narrowed his eyes. His consciousness had already discovered Huang Ting's actions just now. The golden light flying out of the spirit beast bag was extraordinary.

Now he saw a thumb-sized flying ant with a black body and golden wings rushing towards him at a high speed. The insect's breath was extremely fierce, and it made a terrifying strange sound of cracking rocks and piercing gold, which made the many spirit talismans that Wang Fu had arranged around the room appear involuntarily, bursting with bursts of spiritual light and trembling constantly.

Its speed was so fast that even ordinary golden elixir great perfection could hardly avoid it.

"Level 3 top-grade strange insect?" Wang Fu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Huang Ting had such a strange insect. If he hadn't arranged many spiritual talismans in advance, the golden elixir cultivator of the Huang family would have noticed it as soon as the insect showed its breath.

The sword light condensed and then turned into silk.

But in the blink of an eye, the spiritual beast bag on Wang Fu's waist suddenly surged, and then a red light flew out, and the sound of the extremely ferocious flying ant strange insect suddenly stopped.

As if it had encountered great terror, it not only stopped rushing towards Wang Fu, but also stagnated its ferocious aura, and it flapped its wings violently, rushing out of the room.

It was actually trying to escape.

But in the next moment, the red thunder flashed, the red light approached, and with a shrill wail of fear, the arrogant and ferocious strange insect was silent.