Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu never expected that in addition to being chased by the Dong family's foundation-building old guy in the imperial capital of Daxia, he would also meet monks who could find his traces. This time, he was sure that he did not carry anything with him that could be traced. weapon.

It wasn't until his spiritual consciousness discovered the head-sized black bee spirit beast that he realized that it must be the work of the green-robed monk at Spirit Beast Villa.

"Spirit beasts have so many magical abilities. I didn't expect that I would be so unlucky that I would meet a spirit beast with tracking means."

Feeling the vibrations coming from the soil above his head, Wang Fu knew that this was the red dragon transformed from the red flag burrowing into the ground. Fortunately, the red dragon could not burrow as fast as him, otherwise it would have been really bad.

Wang Fu walked through the ground at extremely fast speeds, and started a tracking tug-of-war that lasted for more than ten days with the mid-stage foundation-building monks of Nawanfamen and Spirit Beast Villa.

Wang Fu specializes in traveling to remote places, including uninhabited mountains and forests, and traveling underground. As for rivers and lakes, he must never go there. He doesn't know how to escape from water, but he hasn't gone out to the other five immortal sects' realms, let alone the big cities. The Tainan Plain where the Xia Xiu Immortal Realm and the Da Qi Immortal Realm are at war.

He is confident that he can come and go freely in the foundation building realm, but he dare not touch the brow of the golden elixir realm. The golden elixir monks can use magic weapons to cast advanced spells. Who knows what weird means can make him unable to escape.

However, Wang Fu was also very annoyed by the two dog-skin plasters chasing behind him, and he just wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of them.

The best way is to kill the black bee spirit beast. Unfortunately, the green-robed monk at Spirit Beast Villa protected it very well, and Wang Fu's many sneak attacks ended in failure.

In desperation, he could only walk underground while thinking of other ways.

"Kill them if you can't get rid of them. The only means I can rely on now is the [Heavenly Talisman Sutra]. I find a place that can temporarily block them and draw the second-level spiritual talisman. With my consciousness, which is one point stronger than that in the middle stage of foundation building, Strength, drawing some second-level mid-level spiritual talismans can make up for the shortcomings in combat power."

"I remember reading in the Luo Yu Sect's classics that there are several dangerous places in Daxia that even foundation-building monks dare not enter rashly. One of them seems to be near here..."

"Wind-Eating Gorge..."

Wang Fu remembered that it was recorded in the Luoyu Sect's classics that the Fengfeng Gorge was located to the west of the Luoyu Mountains, next to a deserted Gobi canyon on the border of Daxia.

He immediately fled towards the west.

A few days later, the soil underground became drier, and Wang Fuye finally arrived at a huge canyon that looked like a divine punishment.

He appeared on the ground, surrounded by desolation. The scorching sun was in the sky, and the hot breath was baking the Gobi, seeming to take away the last vitality of the crooked-necked ancient tree not far away.

A huge mountain range traverses the barren land, with no end as far as the eye can see. There is a huge gap in the middle of the mountain range. Pieces of strange-shaped stones are piled messily in the gap. A canyon like a natural chasm spreads from east to west, and strong winds roar inside and outside the canyon. , the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling can be heard even from miles away.

Wind-eating Gorge.

A canyon shrouded in gnawing winds, whether it is the east and west entrances and exits of the canyon or the thin line of sky above the canyon, is no exception. This place has been eroded by strong winds all year round, and the geology is very hard. Even a seemingly ordinary stone is several times or ten times harder than the outside world.

Wang Fu stood at the entrance of the Devouring Wind Gorge, looking at the howling wind like ghosts and wolves, frowning slightly, and murmuring suspiciously:

"A gale of this intensity, every wisp is like a knife. Is it really the Wind Devouring Gorge mentioned in the classics that is difficult to enter for foundation building?"

He did not doubt that the power of the gale was too small. On the contrary, the power of the roaring wind, which almost formed a tornado, was too great. It gave Wang Fu the feeling that, let alone the ordinary foundation-building realm, it was a matter of sacrificing a high-grade spiritual weapon or even a top-grade spiritual weapon. The foundation of the vessel is perfect, and even if you walk in, you may not be able to come out alive.

Wang Fu looked at an irregular stone half a man's height beside his feet. With his leg covered with spiritual power, he kicked the stone into the strong wind.

call! Bah! Bah!

In less than half a breath, the hard stone half a man's height turned into powder and became a member of the strong wind. The howling wind, as if provoked, suddenly increased a bit, making a sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

Wang Fu looked at the disappearing stone, his scalp was numb, he immediately took half a step back, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva:

"I'm afraid even an ordinary person in the Golden Core realm would be seriously injured."

"How reliable are the Luo Yu Sect's classics? But now we can only hope that there will be no wind in the eye of the wind inside the Wind-Eating Gorge."

Looking back at the two foundation-building monks from Wanfamen and Spirit Beast Villa who had already caught up, Wang Fu was helpless. Instead of being chased all the time, he didn't know when he was captured by Wanfamen or the Jindan Master from Spirit Beast Villa or even Yuan Yuan. Ancestor Ying intercepted and killed him, why not take a gamble now.

With this thought in his mind, Wang Fu used the Earth Escape Technique without hesitation, escaped into the ground, and headed towards the interior of the Devouring Wind Gorge.

With the "Tongyou" magical power that comes with Tongyou soil, Wang Fu doesn't have to worry about failing to escape due to the hard ground.

Just after Wang Fudun disappeared for a few breaths, the flying spiritual weapons of the white-robed monks from Wanfa Sect and the green-robed monks from Spirit Beast Villa also arrived at the entrance of the Devouring Wind Gorge.

They looked at the place where Wang Fu disappeared, frowning, and the white-robed monk from Wan Dharma School couldn't help but say:

"This man actually knows how to escape from the earth, and his attainments are extremely profound. In addition, he has magical concealment skills. It is really difficult. If it weren't for your spiritual beast ability, Feng Daoyou, the two of us would have chased him long ago. ”

"Fellow Daoist Wan, please stop complimenting me. It's obvious that he used the earth escape technique to enter the Wind-Eating Gorge. It's rumored that there's no wind or waves in the eye of the wind in the Wind-Eating Gorge. If he keeps hiding in there, you and I won't be able to do anything about it." The green-robed monk from the Spiritual Beast Villa touched the black bee beast in his arms, staring at the fierce wind whistling at the entrance of the Wind-Eating Gorge, frowning.

As if he had discovered something unusual, he continued, "I think the fierce wind in this Wind-Eating Gorge seems to be different from before..."

"It's stronger." The white-robed foundation-building monk from the Wanfa Sect pondered for a moment, took out a high-grade magic weapon that looked like a short knife, and flicked his wrist, and the high-grade magic weapon entered the fierce wind.

Sizzle!

After a few breaths, cracks appeared on the dagger, and then the cracks became larger and larger, like a spider web. The next moment, the dagger shattered with a bang, and several fragments shot out from the fierce wind, hitting the rocks, making a loud noise, and the rest of the fragments were swept away by the fierce wind and disappeared.

The two looked at each other, and both felt the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Does Wan Daoyou have any ideas?" The green-robed monk looked gloomy.

The white-robed monk shook his head. With such a fierce wind, let alone the two of them, even if the senior brothers who had completed the foundation building in the sect came over, they would be helpless. However, the next moment he seemed to remember something and immediately said:

"Wait..."

"My master seems to have a spiritual weapon that can stop the strong wind. If we have this spiritual weapon, we will definitely weaken the fierce wind in the Wind-Eating Gorge. With a top-grade defensive spiritual weapon, we should be able to pass through the fierce wind and enter the eye of the wind."

The white-robed monk showed joy on his face, and he said again: "This person entered the Wind-Eating Gorge, seemingly safe and worry-free, but in fact he dug his own grave. Feng Daoist friend, you stay here and I will go back to the Immortal Sect. I will not only borrow the wind-fixing spiritual weapon and the top-grade defensive spiritual weapon, but also bring some disciples who are proficient in formations. I will set up formations on all sides of this Wind-Devouring Gorge to seal the earth. I want to make it impossible for him to go up to the sky or enter the earth."

"Escape from the Earth is useless..."

"Haha... That's right, Daoist friend Wan's master is the number one weapon refining master of your Wanfa Sect. He must have something that can fix the strong wind. Daoist friend Wan, go and come back quickly. I will stay here. This casual cultivator can't escape the pursuit of my spirit beast..."

The green-robed monk was overjoyed when he heard this.

The white-robed monk bowed slightly and immediately drove the flying spiritual weapon away.