Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

A burst of black fog emerged, gradually turning into a thing that was neither human nor ghost. As for the old puppet, it had disappeared.

"Hehehehe... This stinky old man still wants to enslave me, and finally become my food..."

A sharp voice sounded in the formation, which was creepy and gloomy.

"I didn't expect it to be a ghost puppet. The old man from the Liehuomen played with puppets all day long and enslaved such an evil thing. In the end, he reaped the consequences." Yun Ningshuang sneered.

"Immortal, this... is this a ghost? It... it's coming." Zhou Peng was so scared that he trembled.

"Such fresh blood food, just right for my food. The bones of this old man are too hard to chew, hehe... such pure spiritual power..." The ghost puppet stared at Yun Ningshuang, and the evil breath became violent, turning into a huge ghost shadow three feet high, overwhelming and oppressing.

"It's just a newborn ghost." Yun Ningshuang flicked her fingers with her other hand, and a golden bead flew out. In an instant, it turned into a barrier, protecting the space of ten feet in radius.

The ghost puppet's evil palm slapped on the barrier, causing ripples, but it did not break through, which scared Zhou Peng and Wang Feng.

"Immortal, what should we do now?"

Yun Ningshuang did not respond. She waved her hand, and a golden talisman slowly emerged. There was no special rune engraved on the talisman, but there was a real golden sword.

The talisman was suspended in front of her. She used one hand to remove the fire poison for Wang Fu, and with the other hand, she pinched the seal and activated the talisman. Spiritual power rushed into the talisman crazily, doing two things at the same time.

Outside the barrier, the ghost puppet was still attacking frantically, and the cracks on the barrier became more and more. It was obvious that it would be broken by the ghost puppet in a short time.

Fortunately, the light of the small sword on the golden talisman became more and more vigorous, and the next moment, a three-foot golden sword broke through the air.

"Waste the power of my talisman once..."

Yun Ningshuang put his fingers together to form a sword, pointed in the air, the barrier dissipated, the golden sword broke through the clouds, and in an instant, it turned into a giant of three feet. The ghost puppet instantly disappeared under the powerful sword energy.

The momentum of the three-foot golden sword did not stop, and it rushed straight into the sky.

Bang!

The sound of broken glass sounded, and the light shield like a sea bowl shattered with a sound. The enemy-trapping formation that the four people of Liehuomen rented at a great cost was instantly torn apart by the golden sword.

Four small flags emerged from the void, shattered and disconnected, and lost their spiritual power.

The boat rose and headed towards the sky again.

...

After a long time, the mountains in front suddenly became taller, and the speed of the boat also slowed down.

What came into view was an endless stretch of mountains, with layers of fog covering the mountains. Only the scenery in the mountains could be vaguely seen, with pavilions, towers, birds, beasts, and streams looming.

"Immortal, are we there?" Zhou Peng rubbed his sleepy eyes. After getting over the shock, he slept all the way.

"We are here. This place is called Luoyu Mountain Range. Our Luoyu Sect is here." The woman in white cast a spell, and the fog in front of her automatically dispersed to form a passage, just enough for the boat to pass through.

As soon as the boat entered, the fog behind it automatically replenished and blocked the view in an instant.

"When you enter the sect, don't call me the word 'immortal' anymore. My name is Yun Ningshuang. You can call me Sister Yun from now on."

"But everyone in our village calls me like this." Wang Feng tilted his head.

Yun Ningshuang shook her head: "Ordinary people are outspoken, but you can't be like that after entering the immortal gate. Only those who ascend to immortality can be called 'immortals', and we can only be regarded as cultivators seeking immortality."

The three of them seemed to understand.

After a while, the boat finally passed through the thick fog, and what appeared in front of them was a scene like a paradise, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers blooming, waterfalls, and colorful clouds. Perhaps this is the fairyland.

A towering mountain filled the entire eyeball, with layers of mountains and ridges, and clouds and mists. It is hoped that winding roads leading to the clouds can be seen. The mountains are dark like iron, solemn and solemn. Under the setting sun, the red sun covers the face, like a painting.

Ancient buildings are carved on the mountains, surrounded by streams, and birds and beasts soaring. Looking up, at the top of the mountain, in the looming clouds, there seems to be a dark palace standing, vast and majestic, like an ancient giant beast surrendering, born with a domineering aura.

In the clouds surrounding the mountains, thick chains run across the eight directions, extending to the huge mountain-shaped black shadow in the distance. Are there such majestic mountains there?

This is Luoyu Sect. Although only one peak can be seen, it is enough to be called a fairyland. One of the six major immortal cultivation sects in Daxia Country, it is powerful. Although it is not the strongest, it is also a holy place for immortal cultivation that countless casual cultivators want to enter.

After several people landed, Yun Ningshuang held Wang Fu with one hand, and waved the other hand slightly, and the boat quickly shrank and got into the small bag on her waist.

"Okay, the fire poison in your body is basically cleared."

Yun Ningshuang let go of Wang Fu's hand.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Yun..." Wang Fu was still reluctant to leave. He had never touched the hand of a woman other than his mother, let alone a fairy-like woman.

Just at this moment, three figures floated down from the mountain.

"Haha... Senior Sister Yun has finally returned after a long journey. How is it? Did the trip go smoothly?"

As a voice came, Wang Fu also felt a cold gaze sweeping towards him.

This is a young man wearing a blue brocade robe. He is stepping on a huge gold leaf. After it falls, the gold leaf shrinks instantly and immediately gets into the brocade cloth bag at his waist. "I can't go to an ordinary small mountain village." Come on, why should I bother Junior Sister Yun to do such a small thing in person? I can just leave it to someone else."

"Junior Brother Zhao, thank you for your kindness. Uncle Zhu had an old relationship with the Master, so the Master asked me to do it." Yun Ningshuang nodded calmly, her cold voice was like an eternal iceberg, and Wang Fu and the others were a little surprised.

"It turns out it was Uncle He who gave the order." The young man in the robe smiled and kept staring at Yun Ningshuang without moving away.

The young man in the robe wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man in the middle: "Okay, I see that Junior Sister Yun's aura is a little disturbed. Is there any trouble on the way?"

This man has a beard and stands with his hands behind his back. Compared to the young man in robes, he exudes an aura of immortality.

"Well, I met a few bugs and dealt with them easily." Yun Ningshuang nodded.

"bed bugs?"

"The bug from Liehuomen." Yun Ningshuang didn't want to say more and stopped talking at this point.

"Fire Gate? Such a coincidence?"

Seeing that Yun Ningshuang didn't want to elaborate, the middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something and stopped asking in detail. He turned to look at Wang Fu and the others.

"Are these three young men with spiritual roots from Wutong Village?"

Yun Ningshuang nodded slightly, her voice still as cold as ice: "Well, Master told me to bring back all those who have spiritual roots, so I didn't specifically test the spiritual roots. I'll bother Senior Brother Wu for the rest. Everything should be done according to the rules. It's over. Just report it to my master later.”

"Report directly to Senior Uncle He?" the middle-aged man asked casually, "Junior Sister Yun is going to retreat to prepare for foundation building?"

Seeing Yun Ningshuang nodding, the middle-aged man was suddenly shocked. This girl has only been in the sect for a few years, but she is actually building a foundation. She is indeed a genius who was eager to be accepted as a direct disciple by Elder Jin Dan as soon as she entered the sect. Her talent is truly terrifying.

"Junior Sister Yun wants to attack the Foundation Establishment Pill? I don't know if the Foundation Establishment Pill is enough. I also have two Foundation Establishment Pills here given by Master." The young man in the robe showed his hospitality.

Wang Fu, who has always been observant of words and deeds, has long discovered that this person is interested in Senior Sister Yun, but he seems to be ruthless. He also guessed why this person showed strong hostility towards him for the first time when he saw Senior Sister Yun holding his hand. That’s all.

But he is obviously only fourteen years old.

No, Yun Ningshuang didn't even look at each other. Instead, she turned around and looked at Wang Fu and the others. A cold voice came: "You three will continue the sect test, and then Senior Brother Wu will arrange for you to practice."

"We understand, thank you, Senior Sister Yun."

"Goodbye, Senior Sister Yun."

Wang Fu and the others nodded in response. Yun Ningshuang nodded slightly, then jumped lightly and landed on the summoned boat. Within a moment, she disappeared, leaving only the lingering fragrance surrounding her.