Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Deep inside the palace.

Emperor Xia Chengyu hurriedly came to a dark hall and pushed the door open.

"Grandfather, there are Foundation Establishment monks in the Imperial City, and they are taking action at the west gate."

"What kind of behavior is there in such a panic? He's just a foundation-building cultivator. With this emperor here, he can overthrow the imperial city of Nuo Da." Xia Yanwu opened his eyes, glanced at his grandson with disappointment, and then started again Close your eyes and say, "Just send someone to report this little thing next time. As the king of a country, you don't have to do everything yourself."

"My grandson understands." Xia Chengyu nodded respectfully.

Xia Yanwu seemed to remember something and opened his eyes again to look at his grandson. After a moment, he spoke:

"Chengyu, your character is really not suitable for being the king of a country. You should step down after Wei'er has established his foundation."

Xia Chengyu was stunned for a moment and felt a little uncomfortable, but when he thought that Wei'er was his most beloved son, he nodded: "It's all up to my grandfather."

Xia Yanwu nodded and waved his hand, as if the change of kings of a country was nothing more than a trivial matter in his eyes.

After watching his grandson leave, Xia Yanwu's eyes were stained with ink, and he looked in the direction of the west city gate:

"You dare to act recklessly in the imperial city at the early stage of foundation building, huh... If Wei'er hadn't been cultivating at the altar and needed the protection of the emperor, you would have never come back."

Tianqian Hall of the Imperial Palace, the residence of the king of Daxia.

As soon as Xia Chengyu returned, a figure fell from the roof and knelt down on one knee respectfully towards him:

"Reporting to Emperor Xia, the foundation-building monk has retreated from the imperial city."

"Well, have you found out why the other party appeared in the imperial city?" Xia Chengyu asked.

"this……"

"explain."

"We are waiting to see the Foundation Establishment Realm take action against the Luo Yu Sect's supervisor."

"Oh? Dog bites dog?" Xia Chengyu sneered, and then ordered, "Pay close attention to the trends in the imperial city. When sending people to appease the people, spread the news that the other party is the Six Immortal Sects. I want to make the Six Immortal Sects notorious."

"Xia Huang is wise, my subordinates will do it now."

The casual cultivators left.

But just when Xia Emperor Xia Chengyu was about to review the memorial, soon another casual cultivator under his command came to report. At the same time, a huge roar came from the imperial city again.

"Emperor Xia, the foundation-building monk has turned back and is speeding towards the palace."

Xia Chengyu immediately stood up and ordered:

"Order Zuo Gu, the commander-in-chief, to lead the casual cultivators to prepare for the response, and order the palace guards to dispatch..."

After the order was issued, he quickly headed towards the black hall deep in the palace. The foundation-building monk went straight to the palace. He was not sure whether the other party had discovered anything. The matter must be decided by his grandfather.

Soon Xia Chengyu came outside the black hall again.

"Grandpa, the foundation-building monk has come to the palace."

The door of the main hall opened and Xia Yanwu walked out.

"I know, let's see what he wants to do, let Zuo Gu and the others test it out. If the other party really has any purpose, then keep him in the palace forever..."

As soon as Xia Yanwu finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and with an angry roar, he turned into a ball of strong black energy and rose up from the ground:

"How brave! Looking for death!"

Xia Chengyu realized it later, and his expression also changed drastically:

"There is something wrong with the underground altar. Could it be that this person has discovered the secret of my royal family!"

Then he turned into a black shadow and flew away.

…

The words were divided into two parts, but it was said that after Dong Xing killed several casual cultivators, he jumped down into the deep pit opened by the spiritual weapon for tens of meters. As soon as he fell, he found the beads left here by Wang Fu. Zizhu, who suddenly understood that Wang Fu had discovered his mother-in-law's tracking plate, couldn't help being frightened and angry. His consciousness swept away and he tried to make a final struggle.

However, at this moment, his consciousness was bounced back heavily by the soil in front of him.

"Boy, where can I escape!"

Without thinking, Dong Xing took out his spiritual weapon and smashed it.

Boom!

The earth and rocks exploded, and Wang Fu's figure was not seen. Instead, an empty space appeared.

Dong Xing immediately used defensive weapons to surround himself and rushed into the dark space.

He took a closer look, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise:

"This is... such a big altar!"

I saw that in this huge space of nearly a hundred feet, the earth and rocks were intertwined, and the will-o'-wisps were swaying. An altar with a radius of ten feet was rooted in the center of the space. It was densely covered with runes, shining with strange light, black and red, and nine dragons were carved on it. On the stone pillars with patterns, eight of them have a huge ghost fire burning, which adds a bit of mystery to the altar.

Around the altar, five blood pools of unknown depth were bubbling with blood, and the strong smell of blood that made people sick spread throughout the space.

Bones piled up into mountains and skulls scattered everywhere. This hellish scene made even Dong Xing, who had lived for more than a hundred years, feel numb.

He looked at the young man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the altar and felt a chill.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an evil altar hidden under the majestic Daxia Palace. It uses demonic methods. Compared with it, my Dong family is really nothing."

"Looking at that person's aura, he should be cultivating with the help of the altar, huh? Is this building the foundation?" Dong Xing's face was filled with joy, and he even forgot about Wang Fu's matter, "Can this altar help build the foundation of the aura realm? If If that’s the case, being controlled by my Dong family will increase the family’s foundation building level several times!”

"Haha... Capture the kid on the altar first and force him to reveal the secret of the altar."

With only a thought in mind, Dong Xing immediately flew up, like a black eagle, stretched out his palm and grabbed the man on the altar. A small Qi Refining Realm was easily captured, not to mention that it was the critical moment of breaking through the foundation building, and there was no power to resist.

Not everyone is as slippery as Wang Fu!

But just when Dong Xing was about to succeed, a roar suddenly resounded throughout the underground space.

"How dare you!"

It was Xia Yanwu who came, and the majestic spiritual power surged away. Dong Xing exclaimed and had to stop and retreat.

He looked at the person in fear:

"The foundation building is complete! Who are you?"

"Humph, you broke into my territory and asked who I am!" Xia Yanwu almost laughed out of anger. He didn't expect that this person came to the palace and went straight here, and even wanted to capture Wei'er. It was really unforgivable.

Xia Yanwu glanced at Xia Ziwei, and was relieved to see that his great-grandson was not affected. This was the treasure of their royal family, the only genius with dual spiritual roots. If something happened to him, wouldn't all these years of training be wasted?

Thinking of this, he was even more furious, and immediately slapped him.

The surging black spiritual power gathered into a huge palm, which fell from the sky and blocked all of Dong Xing's retreat routes.

Dong Xing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he had to use the defensive spiritual weapon to resist. With a bang, he was knocked into the wall.

Feeling that the spiritual weapon was not damaged, Dong Xing immediately went back the way he came and fled quickly to the outside.

As he fled, he thought:

"So strong, is this the perfect foundation? Any spell is not something I can resist, I have to flee!"

"This person calls himself 'this emperor', could he be the king of Daxia? No, the king of Daxia is Xia Chengyu, could he be the previous emperor Xia? The royal family of Daxia is really well hidden... An incomplete altar can help cultivators build their foundation, if it is a complete altar, wouldn't it help to condense the golden elixir?"

"No, I have to flee back to the Dong family. If this is true, then the glory of my Dong family is coming..."