Suddenly one day, Wang Fu practiced several times and was taking a tea break when he suddenly thought that he seemed to have forgotten something.

During this period of time, it was a little peaceful, and no one disturbed him.

Wang Fuli felt at ease and concentrated on training. He focused on tutoring for actual combat needs and began to strengthen the assault.

In private, he also began to practice some spells from the "Northern Emperor's Secret Code". He has so many skills at his disposal!

The Northern Emperor and the Fire Emperor are completely different, but they are not like water and fire, but have a complementary relationship.

Turtle Breathing Technique and Lamp Keeping Technique have complementary advantages and promote each other. This has been verified.

As for the rest of Beidi's secret methods, they have also begun to enter the process.

As the saying goes, the Northern Emperor is good at defense and the Fire Emperor is good at attacking.

Wang Fu passed through Jincai Town and found that it was unwise to pursue strong lethality when he was weak, and it was better to save his life as much as possible.

Therefore, stacking thick armor is always the first priority.

The mountain talisman is the basic spell of Sanqing Palace. Although it has strong defense, it cannot move when it is cast. The stronger the power of the mountain, the greater the weight.

Once the Mountain Talisman is cast, it will either exhaust the opponent's strength or take the initiative to throw away the defense.

Wang Fu also gradually realized that as the enemy's level increased, the defensive effect of the mountain talisman was gradually insufficient.

Therefore, he wanted to pursue a stronger defense, and his eyes fell on the Northern Emperor's Secret Code.

"A thousand-year-old armor, ten-thousand-year-old clothes, unshakable for hundreds of millions of years and trillions of tribulations."

A 'divine armor technique', also known as the turtle shell magic technique, pushes the number of ways to stack armor to the extreme. Theoretically, this technique has no end, and it can be practiced for ten thousand layers.

The turtle's shell is always carried on the body from birth to old age and death. After death, the body decays and dissipates, but the turtle shell still remains.

The ultimate goal of practicing this divine armor technique is that even if you are gone, a piece of divine armor can still exist in the world.

The higher the level of cultivation, the thinner the thickness of the divine armor, the higher the defense. In the end, it will be integrated with the body and will be immortal.

Wang Fu sighed, activated his magic power, and a layer of light armor appeared around him, with clear veins, like a tortoise shell divided into even grids.

Looking from a distance, Wang Fu's whole body was wrapped in tortoise shell, without any flaws.

A single layer of light armor has slightly stronger defense than the Mountain Talisman. The key is that this spell can be infinitely improved. Over time, the defense can be far behind the Mountain Talisman.

However, apart from the almost cheating defense, Divine Armor has two shortcomings: it consumes mana and its casting speed is slow.

"Um?"

Wang Fu felt that the speed of mana loss, just to maintain it, was already considerable.

No wonder?

Only the deep magic power of the Turtle Breath Technique can sustain the consumption of the Divine Armor Technique. The two complement each other and complement each other.

If you encounter a fierce attack from a strong enemy, the divine armor will block it and consume mana faster.

The strongest defense is not without cost!

Wang Fu also practices Turtle Breathing Technique and Lamp Keeping Technique, and his magical power is powerful enough to bear the consumption of this divine armor technique.

What's more, the magic power has the characteristics of the Fire Emperor's Secret Code and operates quickly.

Another shortcoming of Divine Armor, the slow casting speed, was also made up for by Wang Fu.

Wang Fu also mastered the split-lattice talisman-forming technique. This divine armor technique was in his hands, and its power was extraordinary.

"Stack."

Wang Fu raised his finger, and as the light armor on his body flickered, another layer was added to the brush.

After Wang Fu used this split-lattice talisman-composing method in actual combat, he became more and more proficient.

It is a genius idea to use the lattice texture of tortoise shells to seamlessly superimpose the same kind of spells. With limited spell attainments, the power can be increased by stacking quantity.

With the second layer of divine armor stacked on his body, Wang Fu felt his mana rushing out, switching from actively outputting it to drawing it out.

Good guy, the consumption has doubled.

Wang Fu gritted his teeth and added another layer to himself. Thirty percent of the mana in his body was instantly reduced. This was not the limit.

Swish, brush, brush~!

When the Divine Armor Technique was superimposed to the fifth level, Wang Fu's mana foundation finally couldn't support it anymore.

"Fifth level is the limit. It can only block one blow."

Wang Fu removed the spell, took a few breaths, and quickly drank some spiritual tea to supplement it.

Reminiscent of the elixir, if you hold one in your mouth when casting a spell, you can increase the upper limit of one hit to three hits.

In other words, even if Wang Fu made full use of his advantages, he could only support three attacks from powerful enemies in the state of fifth-level divine armor. This seemed a bit unsatisfactory.

The problem comes again. The divine armor technique has been initially mastered, but the defensive limit has not been verified in actual combat and has no specific data to support it.

"By the way, Ghost Suppressing Cave."

Only then did Wang Fu remember that he had forgotten something. He had captured a lot of ghosts but had not yet turned them in to the Ghost Suppression Cave to redeem his credits.

The Ghost Suppressing Cave is a good place for formal disciples to hone their spells.

Now that Wang Fu has become a regular official, he is qualified to enter the practice. He happens to have ghost objects on hand that can be exchanged for merit. By the way, he can find some evil ghosts to try out the power of the Divine Armor Technique.

"Ghost Town."

When Wang Fu found out where the lock was, he stuffed the ghost-sealing vessel and set off.

The place is somewhat remote. After all, it is a place where countless ghosts are suppressed and must be far away from ordinary people's living and activities.

Wang Fu also came to this area and learned that there was such a place in the Taoist temple.

I can’t help but sigh that Yunyang Temple covers an extremely large area. In addition to buildings, most of the area is filled with original ecological hills, lakes, plains, and even underground caves.

For example, when Sanqing Temple disciples practice mountain talismans, they need to observe the mountain's aura, and they don't need to go out, as it can be found in the Taoist temple.

The Ghost Suppression Cave was developed based on a naturally formed underground cave. More than 100,000 pieces of talisman were used to transform and reinforce it, turning it into a four-cell prison that is more airtight than steel casting.

Wang Fu once heard a saying that if you enter the ghost cave, you can't even think about getting out.

However, Mr. Wang, who has read countless books, always feels that this sentence is a flag.

Generally speaking, places that say this must be breached, such as Shushan Ten Thousand Demons Tower, One Piece Impel Castle, etc.

"This door is a bit plain."

Wang Fu stood at the entrance of the Ghost Caves, smacking his lips and shaking his head.

For a place as impressive as the Ghost Cave, at least a stone dragon and a stone tiger should stand at the entrance. If not, two stone lions can also serve as the facade.

As a result, there was not even a black dog to watch the door.

"anyone there?"

Wang Fu shouted three times, but there was only an echo and nothing else.

"Then, I'm in."

Wang Fu took a few steps forward and saw the stairs extending downward in the darkness. There were no gaps, but rather they seemed to have been cut out by force.

The black hole in front seemed to lead to the depths of the Nine Netherworld, and a cold air rushed towards my face.

All light, sound and temperature from the outside world seem to be sucked away by the ground, and nothing can be felt.

"What nonsense, just come in."

An old voice came from the deep passage, and his tone was also unceremonious.

It would be nice to have someone!

Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hands towards the source of the voice, "Senior, junior Lei Huo Dian, um, official disciple Wang Fu, came here to hand over the captured ghost."

"Get in."

An old voice sounded, seemingly impatient, "What are you doing, Momojiji? Just leave after handing over. I won't keep any guests here."

Quite a personality!

Wang Fu thought to himself as he climbed down the stairs and walked into the darkness.

In the darkness, the concept of time is weakened, and I don't know how long I have been walking.

Wang Fu stepped heavily and found that he had reached the end of the stairs. There was a wide ground in front of him, surrounded by stalagmites and stone pillars unique to the cave, supporting the underground cave.

Looking further away, you can see stone paths leading in different directions, with bottomless abyss on both sides of the path.

In the cave, an old man with a white beard and white eyebrows squatted in front of a small table, holding a wine glass in his left hand and a cigarette rod in his right hand, bringing it to his mouth to puff away smoke.

There are several plates of dishes to go with the wine on the low table, and you can see that they are all meat and vegetable in color.

"First time here?"

The old man didn't even raise his head, and his speech was somewhat unclear while smoking.

"Exactly."

"There is no door here. No need to ask questions when you come in. Just walk down."
To be continued...