Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"No……"

The strong desire to survive made Wang Fu roar with all his strength. His eyes were cracked, and he finally broke free from the mysterious power that shook his consciousness. Unfortunately, it was too late.

The magic pestle fell on his head.

"My life is at an end."

Wang Fu wailed and closed his eyes weakly.

At this moment, Wang Fu thought back to his life. Ever since Wutong Village could remember... From the time he got the small cauldron, Yun Ningshuang came, worshiped the Luo Yu Sect, trained on the stone steps of thousands of cliffs, and became a handyman disciple to start the path of cultivation. , stepped into the outer door, and obtained the [Heavenly Talisman Sutra]...

After traveling through a long life in an instant, Wang Fu's state of mind changed drastically. He thought that one day he might die on the way to seek immortality and immortality, but he never thought that this day would come so quickly.

Unwilling, very unwilling.

There has never been a moment when he was so eager for powerful strength. If he was stronger, even just a little bit, he might be able to use the talisman to block the demon-conquering pestle...

Huh? etc!

Subduing the Demonic Pestle...

Wang Fu realized why he wasn't dead yet?

His eyelids moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally opened his eyes tremblingly.

The Demonic Pestle was still the Demonic Pestle, the black color was hanging on the head, but it did not fall down.

"No, not dead?" Wang Fu swallowed, scared and confused.

He stared at the demon-subduing pestle suspended above his head. He had never seen any magical weapon that was so powerful. Even the top-grade magical weapons he had seen were far inferior to the rare ones. He was very sure that this was a magical weapon, not a spiritual weapon. , let alone a talisman.

"Amitabha……"

Suddenly, a Buddha's name echoed in Wang Fu's ears, making him startled. He followed the sound and noticed a fair little monk staring at him three feet away.

The monk is young, dressed in plain monk robes, and holding a small black bell. He looks like he has just been tonsured in some temple. He is ordinary. The only characteristic is his fair face.

But how could an ordinary monk appear here?

What shocked Wang Fu even more was that his spiritual consciousness could not detect this person. There was nothing where his spiritual consciousness went, but his eyes could really see it. Wang Fu understood that this young monk was an expert.

The demon-subduing pestle hanging above his head must be the opponent's magic weapon.

The bell in the little monk's hand must be a treasure that attacks the consciousness.

He even saluted and said:

"Meet the master."

"The young monk Wuchen cannot bear the title of master." The young monk returned the Buddha's salute. Then he stretched out his hand and the demon-subduing pestle hanging above Wang Fu's head flew back into his palm.

Seeing Wang Fu's eyelids twitching wildly, he put away the talisman and connected his spiritual consciousness to the Wujia Xuanguang Bell in his arms. With just one thought, he could instantly use this top-notch defensive weapon. The Yellow Dragon Talisman was also ready, quietly. After doing this, Wang Fu finally spoke:

"I have met Master Wuchen. I wonder why the master took action against me? I admit that I have never met the master."

"The young monk needs something from the donor. He is worried that the donor will not give it to him, so he shows his hand a little bit. Please forgive me." Wuchen clasped his hands together and made an arch.

Show off your skills? Almost beat me to death?

Wang Fu was speechless, but he couldn't find any fault. He could feel that the young monk named Wuchen in front of him was very strong. He was definitely no match for him, not even with the talisman.

Take the small black bell as an example. There is no way to resist it. Once the bell rings, your consciousness will be attacked, and you will have no resistance for half a breath.

Half a breath is enough time for him to die five or six times, and he can't escape even with the Earth Escape Technique.

The defensive measures he had just taken secretly might be nothing in the eyes of the other party. Thinking of this, Wang Fu quickly said:

"Master Wuchen, just tell me what you want. I will give it to you with both hands. There is no need to go to war."

"Well, the young monk is just in case. He is worried that the donor will take action when he sees the young monk, or run away directly. In that case, the young monk will not be able to grasp the seriousness of the action, which may hurt the donor's life." Wuchen nodded, not feeling at all that he What he said was so arrogant, "The young monk's master once warned that to walk in the world, you need to do more good deeds and less harm to your life. If you beat the donor to death, the young monk will feel uneasy."

Wang Fu glanced at the corner of his mouth, wondering how there could be such a weird monk in this world. The key point was that what the other party said seemed to make sense.

Worried about beating me to death? So do it first? Scared me so much that I dare not resist? I don’t have to die?

What the hell kind of logic is this.

"I wonder what the master likes on your lower body?"

Wuchen did not directly answer Wang Fu's words, but opened his mouth to explain:

"The method practiced by the young monk is based on cause and effect. He travels around the world in search of lost Buddhist objects. If he collects a thousand pieces, he can achieve the foundation-building path by finding thousands of causes and effects. The 'leafless lotus lantern' obtained by the donor is exactly the Buddhist instrument. This creates a causal connection with the benefactor.”

"'Leafless Lotus Lantern'..." Wang Fu understood. He took out the Buddhist lotus lantern from Renjia Village from his storage bag, "Master, is this the thing?"

Buddhist magical instruments require Buddhist spiritual power to activate them. Wang Fu had tried it during the days of retreat. He originally wanted to sell them directly in the market, but he thought that the lotus lantern was a top-quality magical instrument, and he was a little reluctant to part with it. Who would have thought that it would lead to such an extremely dangerous monk.

If I had known earlier, I should have sold them in Baiduanfang City together with those middle- and high-grade magical instruments.

"Thank you, benefactor. This is the 'leafless lotus lamp'." Wu Chen clasped his hands together and bowed his head, thanking him respectfully. After that, he stretched out his hand slightly, and the lotus lamp flew into his hand. A bright yellow light was released from the lotus lamp, soft and warm. Wang Fu felt comfortable all over, and his consciousness, which was injured by the bell of monk Wu Chen, was restored.

The Buddha's light disappeared, and Wang Fu bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Master."

"You are welcome." Wu Chen clasped his hands together and bowed his head.

Then Wu Chen took a look at the black bell in his hand and said:

"This thing is called the Soul-Dangling Bell, which is a magical weapon for spiritual attack. Since I have taken the 'Leafless Lotus Lamp' from you, I will use this magical weapon to compensate you and settle the cause and effect. What do you think?"

"Soul-Dangling Bell..." Wang Fu's eyes lit up, but he returned to normal in an instant and waved his hand to refuse, "No, no, the 'Leafless Lotus Lamp' is a Buddhist magical weapon. In my hands, it will only be covered in dust. It can only be used by Master Wu Chen to exert its power. How dare I ask for compensation?"

Wang Fu was not sure what the little monk was thinking. What if the other party was just pretending to test him? Wouldn't that be offensive to him?

This monk Wu Chen's strength was incredible, so Wang Fu had to be very cautious.

"Don't you want compensation?" Wu Chen frowned, "Don't you want to settle the cause and effect with me? Or do you want me to owe you the cause and effect?"

Wang Fu didn't quite understand cause and effect, but he knew that the little monk was angry, so he quickly said:

"Ahahaha... Master Wu Chen, what are you talking about? I want... I want this bell, just to settle this cause and effect with you."

"That's great." Wu Chen smiled, and the black soul in his hand also flew lightly to Wang Fu's side.

Wang Fu took it with both hands: "Thank you, Master."

Wu Chen nodded and clasped his hands together.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, Wu Chen turned around and left, and Wang Fu waved to see him off.

"Master, go well."