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Baiyun Peak, Yunhaidao Palace.

Dozens of true elders gathered here for the seventh time for a meeting to discuss who would be Song Fulu's master. Among them, sitting at the table was Cai Chao'an, the master of Baiyun Peak.

"Hundreds of years ago, a branch of my family was born in Liaohe City. I have a long history in Liaohe City, so it is fitting that I should be Song Fulu's master."

"When it comes to teaching disciples, I consider the Great Baiyun Peak to be second, and no one should consider it to be first, so Song Fulu should be my disciple."

"I think Song Fulu is somewhat similar to me, which means that we are destined and I am the best candidate to be the master."

"I am Cai Chao'an, the master of Baiyun Peak. I should be Song Fulu's master."

"Pooh……"

…

The true elders argued endlessly, and no one was willing to give up, and they almost got into a fight.

It's not that no one wants to be Song Fulu's master, but there are too many people and a winner must be determined first.

It's just that the outside world doesn't know about the competition among the true elders of Baiyun Peak, and they won't expose their ugliness, so it arouses suspicion from some interested people.

"Is there something wrong with Song Fulu? That's why no real elder from Baiyun Peak wants to recruit him as a disciple. Doesn't this mean that it will be difficult for Song Fulu to become a true disciple?"

"If this is the case, then what do we have to worry about? We can just find a way to get rid of the Foundation Establishment Pill."

"I heard that Song Fulu had more than one Foundation Building Pill in his hand, and Baiyunfeng also rewarded him with an extra one. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, you must not miss it."

…

Song Fulu never thought that because of this incident, many forces and families who were spying on the Foundation Establishment Pill were preparing to attack him.

A few days later, at one o'clock in the morning, the night was dark. Song Fulu had just finished his practice and was going to rest for a few hours before continuing his hard practice at dawn.

Although with his current cultivation and spirit, it wouldn't matter if he didn't rest for several days or nights, but the habit he had developed over a long time still made him take a few hours to rest every day, so that he would be in better shape.

As soon as I lay down, I felt something was wrong. The poison net arranged around the courtyard seemed to have been touched, but the warning formation did not respond. Could it be that it was discovered.

Song Fulu quietly stood up, took everything, cast the Hidden Book, and disappeared into the darkness.

In the corner of the small courtyard, a petite woman looked at her slightly blackened fingers and frowned slightly. The defense of Song Fulu's courtyard was quite tight. In addition to the warning formations, there were also layers of poison nets. One of them was She didn't even notice at first, it was clearly a medium-level spiritual poison.

Everyone said that Song Fulu was rich and powerful, and he lived up to his reputation.

However, no matter how wealthy he was, there was no way he could survive a night attack by a late-stage Taoist monk.

The petite woman became more and more cautious, running the concealment spell, the medium-level spiritual weapon fluctuated, and continued to approach Song Fulu's bedroom.

Before coming to assassinate, the petite woman had already obtained the information about Song Fulu's courtyard and knew which bedroom Song Fulu was in.

Along the way, I found many warning traps and poisonous nets. The petite woman dodged them one by one, and gradually became a little irritated. She was just a Qi-nurturing monk, how could she create so many messy things in the yard? It was simply worse than her family's. The ancestral temples will be fortified.

If she hadn't been worried about making too much noise and attracting the attention of Baiyunfeng's top brass, the petite woman would have rushed over, killed Song Fulu and left.

Moving forward little by little, the petite woman unknowingly arrived at the center of the courtyard. Just as she was about to continue approaching Song Fulu's bedroom, she felt strange sounds coming from around her.

Before the petite woman could react to what had happened, a terrifying force of gravity suddenly fell, pressing her directly to the ground.

Spirit-level medium formation—Chongxuan Formation!

Song Fulu personally arranged it to exert a force of more than tens of thousands of kilograms on the enemy, while the strength of an ordinary Taoist monk is only a few thousand kilograms.

Faced with the pressure of tens of thousands of kilograms of gravity, it was good not to be directly crushed to death.

If the petite woman hadn't reacted quickly and pulled out a medium spirit-level talisman the moment she lay down, she might have been crushed directly.

Although she was lucky enough to survive, the petite woman's late-stage Taoist strength was suppressed by more than half.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Hua Hua Hua..."

"Huhuhu..."

…

Just after escaping the disaster, the petite woman saw overwhelming thunder, sea water, flames... sweeping over her, completely submerging her.

Baiyun Thunder Technique's Five Thunder Strikes!

The vast ocean of white clouds and water is boundless!

Baiyun Fire Technique's Fire Sea Technique!

…

Facing a monk in the late Taoist stage, Song Fulu used his killing move as soon as he made a move. With the bonus of the heavy mystic formation group, the power of these white cloud spells also increased by several orders of magnitude, plus the thunder-water reaction, water-fire reaction, and thunder-fire reaction. The reaction... was destructive beyond imagination.

The petite woman's body protection spell was directly broken without even holding on for a breath.

Even a body-protecting armor with a medium spiritual level is shaky in the face of such indiscriminate bombardment, and seems to be about to collapse in the next moment.

"Earth Shield!"

"Earth Shield!"

"Earth Shield!"

…

Layers of earth shields rose up. Although they were not as good as the improved earth shields in Baiyun Tufa, they were still powerful and could barely block the overwhelming attacks.

"What a jerk, you almost hurt me!"

The petite woman finally breathed a sigh of relief, with an angry look on her face. She never thought that a mere monk with a sixth level of Qi cultivation could actually pose such a big threat to her.

The iron mountain pen, a medium-level magical weapon of spiritual level, was sacrificed, bringing up layers of ink, trying to erode Song Fulu.

Once contaminated by these inks, let alone spells, even the spiritual weapon and body will be corroded bit by bit, and eventually turn into a pool of pus.

But the ink was splashing everywhere, but it was getting farther and farther away from Song Fulu, because the petite woman couldn't find any trace of Song Fulu. She didn't know where he was, so she could only wave randomly, but how could she hit Song Fulu.

With a spiritual power that is a hundred times that of ordinary people, once the Hidden Book is used, it is still unknown whether even Master Jindan can discover Song Fulu, let alone Daoji monks.

Moreover, this is Song Fulu's home court. He has set up arrays and poison nets here for several months. Even the petite woman who is a late-stage Daoji monk can't find any trace of Song Fulu and can only write indiscriminately.

This courtyard is several hundred square meters after all. Song Fulu is hidden in the Chongxuan Formation Group. It is not difficult to hide. Looking at the petite woman who is furious, Song Fulu looks calm and is ready to weigh the strength of the late Daoji monks.

I hope it won't disappoint people too much. At any rate, it's a whole level higher than him.