Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The two raised their glasses and drank them all.

"Good wine! What a great peach wine!"

Wang Fu couldn't help but admire it. When the wine went down his throat, Wang Fu felt the fragrance lingering in his mouth. He smacked his lips and was about to pour himself another glass, but he saw Yang Xiuwei looking at him with a smile. His heart suddenly jumped and he secretly said that it was not good. Whenever Yang Xiuwei showed this look, she must be ready to laugh at him.

As expected, the next moment Wang Fu felt that the peach wine he had swallowed turned into a ball of fire, burning in his stomach. The strong burning heat filled his stomach, and the pain made Wang Fu sweat coldly on his forehead, which lasted for several breaths.

The burning heat finally slowly turned into a warm current, flowing through his limbs and bones, and then turned into a clear stream returning to his dantian. The feeling of cold and hot, fire and ice made Wang Fu's mind clear and refreshed.

Then he found that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Not only did the liquid spiritual power in the 96-foot Dantian space fill up to 50 feet, but even the spiritual consciousness also surged. Even though it could not be dispersed here, he could easily feel that the strength of the spiritual consciousness had reached 600 feet, which was almost the same as the spiritual consciousness strength of ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivators.

Wang Fu was overjoyed.

Before he could thank her, Yang Xiuwei's voice with a smile came slowly and unhurriedly:

"How about my peach blossom wine?"

"Rare in the world, peerless wine." Wang Fu couldn't think of any words to praise this peach blossom wine.

After drinking a cup, he could cross a small realm. This magical ability was really shocking. Wang Fu had never heard of it in the Great Xia Xiuxian world. In comparison, the pain he had just experienced was directly negligible.

If it was so easy to improve his cultivation, Wang Fu would not refuse even if the pain was ten times greater.

With this in mind, Wang Fu couldn't help but look at the wine pot on the stone table. If he had a few more cups, wouldn't he have a chance of golden elixir?

Yang Xiuwei obviously noticed Wang Fu's behavior, and did not refuse. She stretched out her hand to signal Wang Fu to do as he pleased. Seeing this, Wang Fu could not help but pour himself another cup of peach blossom wine and drank it all.

The fine wine went down his throat, flowing into his stomach, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth, with endless aftertaste.

Although it contained some spiritual energy, there was no burning feeling, let alone an improvement in cultivation.

Seeing Wang Fu's surprised look, Yang Xiuwei could not help but chuckle:

"Little monk, do you really want to get something for nothing?"

"My peach blossom wine is brewed in a unique way. Although it can help monks improve their cultivation, it is only effective for the first cup. No matter how much you drink in the future, it can only be regarded as a good-tasting spiritual wine."

Wang Fu heard this and smiled awkwardly, but did not forget to thank him:

"I am greedy, but I still thank Master Yang Fang for the fine wine, which saved me several years."

"It's a small matter. I still need your help to restore my cultivation." Yang Xiu shook his head slightly.

The two of them continued to chat, Yang Xiuwei told Wang Fu what he needed to do to help her, while Wang Fu responded and wrote down the key points while asking about Yang Xiuwei's origin and identity.

After many exchanges before, from the words Yang Xiuwei revealed, the other party must not be a cultivator from the Great Xia Xiuxian world. Wang Fu was very curious about where he came from, after all, a cultivator who had completed the golden elixir and was about to condense the Nascent Soul.

Yang Xiuwei didn't seem to want to hide anything. Whenever Wang Fu asked something, she would answer casually. Unless it involved secrets, she would tell everything she knew.

Wang Fu also knew the world outside the Great Xia Kingdom.

Qingzhou.

The land of Qingzhou is vast and boundless. The Great Xia Kingdom is just one of the thirteen countries in Qingzhou, and its strength is at the bottom. The location of the Great Xia Kingdom is also in a remote place in Qingzhou, and the proximity to the barren desert is the best evidence.

The Great Qi Kingdom also belongs to Qingzhou, which is better than the Great Xia territory, but not much.

The most powerful country is a dynasty called Dayan. The king is respected in the dynasty, and the emperor and kingly way are practiced. Immortal sects are not respected, which is exactly the opposite of Daxia.

In addition to the thirteen dynasties, there are a large number of uninhabited areas, occupying nearly half of the entire Qingzhou territory, controlled by other races, including the demon race that is hostile to the human race.

There are hundreds of immortal sects in Qingzhou, but the most powerful ones are one sect, two sects, one temple and one valley.

And Yang Xiuwei is from one of these two sects, Xuanxu Immortal Sect.

The other sect is the Yinyang Fuyue Sect, which she said has the method of furnace and cauldron.

In addition, there is the Demon King Palace in the Great Wilderness of Qingzhou.

The next day,

Wang Fu began to help Yang Xiuwei recover his cultivation.

The two sat cross-legged under the peach tree facing each other. According to Yang Xiuwei, to help her recover her cultivation, they needed to face each other with their palms. In this way, when Yang Xiuwei circulated her spiritual power, she could flow her spiritual power from one palm through Wang Fu's body and then withdraw it from the other palm.

When the spiritual power flowed into Wang Fu's body, it could use the effect of Tongyou soil producing gold to achieve the effect of quickly recovering cultivation.

Of course, many details were handled by Yang Xiuwei herself, and Wang Fu could only be a pure tool, but every time he felt the delicate and soft, sticky and boneless touch from his palm, Wang Fu's resentment dissipated.

In just one month, Yang Xiuwei's cultivation was restored to the perfect state of foundation building.

Although Wang Fu did not get any benefits, and even had no time to draw spiritual talismans, he enjoyed it so much that he almost forgot the enemies outside the Shifeng Gorge.

On this day, Wang Fu was ready to help Wang Xiuwei practice again, but the other party did not move, and couldn't help asking:

"Master Yang Fang, is there anything?"

"Yes." Yang Xiuwei stared at Wang Fu's storage bag and raised her eyebrows. "The golden elixir in my body has dried up and lost its light because of Nirvana. It takes too long to restore the full state of the golden elixir realm by hard practice. Even with your help, it will take at least several years, so I need the... spiritual medicine in your storage bag."

"Spiritual medicine..." Wang Fu's face was bitter, but he knew that he couldn't refuse it anyway, so he could only smile bitterly and take out dozens of spiritual medicines looted from Xia Chengyu, the king of Daxia.

The spiritual medicine was packed in a brocade box. Wang Fu opened the lid, and a strong medicinal fragrance mixed with a strong spiritual energy came to his face.

Wang Fu knew that these spiritual medicines would no longer belong to him, and he couldn't help but take a few deep breaths of the medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy, trying to recover some of the losses.

Yang Xiuwei was so amused by this funny look that she covered her mouth and laughed. It took a while for her to calm down. She said:

"Don't worry, I won't take it for nothing."

As she said that, she flipped her fair hands and a golden jade slip appeared in her palm, followed by three jade slips of different colors.

She said:

"You are not a disciple of Xuanxu Xianzong, and I cannot teach you Xianzong's skills without permission. I can only teach you methods outside of Xianzong."

"These are the four most suitable skills I have collected for you. Choose one and it will be used as a deduction for the cost of these spiritual medicines."

Wang Fu's eyes lit up. He was in need of a foundation-building practice. Although he had broken through to the middle stage of foundation building under the effect of peach blossom wine, if he didn't have a foundation-building practice, he might not be able to reach the late stage of foundation building even if he practiced day and night for a hundred years with the basic practice [Hou Tu Jue].

Although the 96-foot Dantian is several times wider than that of ordinary foundation-building realm, the spiritual energy required for cultivation is several times or even dozens of times that of others. The speed of refining spiritual energy by [Thick Earth Art] is really non-existent in the foundation-building realm.

He stared at the four jade slips with shining eyes, and blurted out almost subconsciously:

"Can't we take all of them?"

Yang Xiu was slightly startled and slightly angry:

"Greedy, asking for a beating!"

She stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Fu's head.