Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Fu woke up slowly.

"Hiss!"

He moved his body slightly and felt pain all over, as if he had been beaten by three or five big men.

He quickly calmed down and practiced the technique, trying to repair his injuries, but his spiritual power was almost completely consumed, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"It seems that I fell into the interior of the Black Wood Cliff along that crack, but I don't know if this is still a crack or a separate space. Forget it, the most urgent thing is to restore spiritual power first."

Wang Fu touched his chest and felt that the small tripod was still there. He relaxed, took out the elixir from the small tripod, opened his mouth and sucked it, and several drops of elixir entered his throat.

The technique was running, and Wang Fu recovered his spiritual power while healing his injuries.

It was estimated that half a day had passed, during which he swallowed several times of Qi Condensation Pill Liquid and took some pills that helped heal his wounds. When Wang Fu opened his eyes again, his spiritual power had basically recovered as before, and his injuries were almost healed. Although some parts still hurt, he could move without any problems.

Buzz!

A ball of spiritual fire floated, and Wang Fu also saw the environment he was in.

This was a place similar to a natural cave. The crack was above his head, but now it was filled with huge pieces of rubble, which made Wang Fu swallow his saliva, and he felt like he had survived a disaster.

Looking at the many rubbles that fell from the cracks around him, Wang Fu felt sober.

"If all those rubbles fell, I'm afraid I would have become a meat pie."

With this thought in mind, Wang Fu hurriedly moved away from the place, feeling terrified.

The space of this cave is not very large, but stalactites can be seen everywhere, some large and some small, in various shapes. The largest ones are connected to the top of the cave, half a meter thick, and these stalactites, which have been formed for who knows how many years, are all black. Under the illumination of the spiritual fire, they are like black gems, crystal clear.

Wang Fu then discovered that the rocks in this cave are all black.

His spiritual consciousness spread out, but it disappeared immediately when it touched the black rocks, as if it was swallowed up. Shocked, Wang Fu quickly retracted his spiritual consciousness and sacrificed the Xuanjia Wuguang Bell, holding it on his head. If the defensive talismans had not been used up, he would even want to stick a few on himself.

With a little peace of mind, he performed the earth escape technique...

It was useless.

The earth escape technique, which was always effective, was useless in this cave.

Wang Fu did not dare to be careless, nor did he dare to attack with magic tools, for fear of any accidents, so he had to walk in the direction of the cave.

The spiritual fire was suspended beside him, illuminating the way forward. The dark stalactites in the cave connected the upper and lower parts of the cave, so that the road ahead became narrower and narrower, and even only one person could pass through in the end.

Fortunately, it was quiet here, and there was no danger for the time being. Otherwise, if there was any danger in such a narrow place, it would be like a turtle in a jar.

After walking for half a quarter of an hour, Wang Fu passed through the narrow checkpoint and came to a space of about three meters.

This place was completely different from the previous space. Although it was still pitch black, there were no messy stalactites, but there was a strange place.

In the middle of the space, there was a stone platform about three feet high and three feet square. The middle of the stone platform was sunken, and there was a piece of soil that seemed neither dry nor wet. The soil was pitch black, even darker than the surrounding rocks. The surrounding rocks could still reflect the light of the spiritual fire, but this foot-sized strange soil could not even reflect the light, and even swallowed the light.

Looking up along the stone platform, you can see that the top of the space is shaped like an inverted hill, with a slightly bulging tip. A drop of water-like material, which is the same as the strange soil on the stone platform, is about to fall.

Wang Fu looked at the dark soil in the center of the stone platform and searched through all the memories in his mind, but there was no information related to it.

"What on earth is this?"

"I have read a lot of classics, but none of them match it. However, this thing should not be an ordinary thing. It has no smell and is completely black... Let's see if we can collect it."

"I will check it out after I go out."

Wang Fu took out a magic weapon that looked like a small knife and prepared to collect the strange soil on the stone platform, but the magic weapon could not be inserted into the soil at all, as if it was not soil in front of him, but a piece of extremely hard fine iron.

He tried many times, from the middle-grade magic weapon to the best magic weapon, it was the same situation, and he was just short of offering the talisman.

Of course, Wang Fu could not use up the opportunity of the talisman.

In the end, Wang Fu could only try with his hands.

He stretched out a finger, touched it carefully, and retracted it instantly. There was nothing unusual, and it felt soft, not as hard as when using a magic weapon.

"This thing looks very magical. Even if I don't need it, it's good to sell it to the Treasure Pavilion."

Thinking of this, Wang Fu immediately took out a container, held it with both hands, and actually held it up. The state that was originally neither dry nor wet immediately turned into ordinary soil after leaving the stone platform, but the color was black.

But just as Wang Fu was about to put it into the container, he felt that the soil had stuck to his hand, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it. Then, the soil on his hand began to spread to his wrist and arm.

Wang Fu was shocked:

"What the hell!"

The spiritual power burst out, trying to shake it away, but the soil was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. No matter what Wang Fu did, he couldn't get rid of it. He could only watch the black soil swallow his arms bit by bit, and the spiritual power in his body was also drawn to the black soil. His body couldn't move, and Wang Fu had no way out.

His arms were placed on the stone platform. All the black soil on the stone platform seemed to be alive. It slowly squirmed towards Wang Fu's body. Soon all the black soil was on his body, and his body was moving bit by bit. Points are covered.

Until the head, and finally the eyes.

Wang Fu's vision fell into darkness again.

Fear swept through his body. Wang Fu didn't know what he would become. Will he die? Will he become a monster?

But after about a quarter of an hour, his whole body seemed to have no other changes besides numbness, which made him puzzled.

"What's going on? What the hell is this thing!"

"Whether it's life or death, I'll give it a try..."

Just as Wang Fu was cursing, he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy that was suddenly swallowed slowly returned to his body, and the spiritual energy that returned to his Dantian became purer and deeper.

Without doubting that he was there, Wang Fu immediately activated his technique, and the spiritual power in his Dantian immediately surged towards the meridians and acupuncture points all over his body. After the last great cycle, Wang Fu felt that the form of his spiritual power had changed.

There is a feeling of transitioning to a liquid state.

"The reason why the Foundation Establishment Realm is called the Foundation Establishment Realm is that in addition to the changes in the Dantian, the most significant thing is the transformation of gaseous spiritual power into liquid state. Could it be that I am building a Foundation?"

Wang Fu's breathing suddenly became heavy. Although his body was still unable to move, the change in his spiritual power was real.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor, let's fight hard!"

Wang Fu immediately continued to operate the technique, one big week after another, and the spiritual power in his body became more and more solid. Gradually, the entire Dantian was filled with mist, which was between the gaseous state and the liquid state.