Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Meng Ke's head has been hurting recently.

In the past few days, Ziyun Peak's disciples came to Baishenfang City on their own initiative for the first time.

Originally, this should be regarded as something that would bring glory to his face, but as time went by and the number of times increased, he gradually became unable to withstand the pressure.

There was nothing I could do about it, those spiritual chickens were so popular back then.

Those disciples who were lucky enough to taste it have never forgotten it. As for those who have never tasted it, they also want to get addicted to it.

After all, for them, one or two spiritual stones are not too expensive.

On weekdays, we receive a ration of spiritual birds. Although we can eat them, it is not enough.

Now that Baishenfang City has higher-quality spiritual chickens, these disciples of Ziyun Peak are like floods that have been released from the dam, and they are out of control.

This also caused Meng Ke to become increasingly distressed.

"What to do, what to do?"

He paced back and forth as his head grew larger.

It's not that he hasn't gone to see Chen Mo, but the other party made it very clear that he wouldn't sell a few more to him until the spring of next year.

As for the hens that have grown up, Chen Mo said that he should not even think about it, they are for laying eggs!

But how much are the eggs worth?

A spiritual chicken can be sold for a low-grade spiritual stone!

"Fellow Daoist Meng, just tell me which spirit raising official raised the spirit bird, and I'll go find him!" Wu Ji showed some impatience.

This is already his third visit to Baishefang City.

He came back empty-handed three times, which made him a little embarrassed.

What's more, this chicken is also related to his life-long event, how could he not be in a hurry?

"Fellow Daoist Wu, this is our rule, don't force me." Meng Ke would not say it.

He knew that once Chen Mo was sold out, he would no longer be able to do business in the future.

Nowadays, half of the spiritual breeding officers in Baishefang City are learning Chen Mo's breeding philosophy, so this is almost no longer a secret, but even so, Meng Ke will not tell it!

"Okay! Very good!"

Wu Ji gritted his teeth. He wished he could just use his long sword and kill the ignorant butcher in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I'm really sorry!" Meng Ke looked embarrassed, but the rules could not be broken.

After the other party didn't get the answer he wanted, he turned around and left.

However, just two steps out of the Spirit Bird Station, a figure appeared behind him and stopped him: "Wu Daoyou, Wu Daoyou, please wait!"

Wu Ji turned his head and saw that the man was wearing linen clothes and was a bit slovenly. He seemed to be a servant for Meng Ke.

"What's the matter!" His tone was extremely unkind, and he wanted to vent his anger on the other person, so he killed him casually.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I know which Ling Yang official raised the chicken." The other party took a step forward, and suddenly a strong smell of chicken feces wafted out.

Wu Ji, who originally frowned and wanted to leave, stopped where he was after hearing these words.

"who?"

"This, that..." The boy looked like he was in a dilemma.

"Don't tell me!"

Suddenly the sword was unsheathed and directly pressed against the opponent's throat.

This time, the young man was frightened to death.

He originally wanted to use this news in exchange for some benefits, but suddenly he realized the status gap between himself and the other party!

He mistakenly thought that he was Shopkeeper Meng, thinking that he could also bargain with the disciples of Ziyun Peak!

"I...I said..."

The long sword penetrated a few points without mercy, and blood streaks suddenly appeared on the young man's neck. If it had penetrated a few more points, he would have died on the spot.

At this time, he didn't dare to hide anything, and said quickly: "Chen Mo, Chen Mo, his name is Chen Mo, he is the owner of the most conspicuous house outside Baishefang City, don't... don't kill me..."

"Does he still have any spiritual chickens?" Wu Ji asked coldly.

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of hens. We originally..."

Before the other party could finish what he said, Wu Ji jumped into the air and disappeared into Baishefang City.

Chen Mo's home was very easy to find. It only took him half a cup of tea to find the monk from Ziyun Peak.

At this moment, no matter how dissatisfied Wu Ji was, he couldn't break in. After all, he was here to buy a spiritual bird, not to cause trouble.

He suppressed his displeasure and knocked on the door politely.

Boom! Boom!

No movement.

Knocked twice more, but still no movement.

Wu Ji frowned. It seemed that the other party was not at home.

He stood there, thought for a moment, and finally decided to force his way in!

After all, the other party is just a spiritual support officer, so who has the right to block him from the door?

Wu Ji jumped directly and entered the front yard from outside the door.

The moment he entered, he immediately felt the warmth of spring.

"Array?"

The appearance of Ju Ji Zhen was beyond his expectation.

"I didn't expect that a broken-spirited husband would actually spend money to set up a formation!"

He crossed the front yard in three or two steps and came to the door again.

This time, he didn't knock at all and just broke in!

In an instant, the defensive formation in the house was forcibly activated, and a fierce offensive gathered and slashed towards him.

Wu Ji himself is a disciple of the seventh level of Qi Refining, so why would he care about such an ordinary defensive killing formation?

As he moved around, he easily defused the house's built-in defensive formation.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems like it was made by one person."

Wu Ji commented to himself and then entered the room.

At this moment, a huge black shadow flashed over and shouted "cluck" and "cluck" at him.

After he saw it clearly, the spiritual chicken, which was larger than he expected, ran away!

"Spiritual chicken? So big?"

Wu Ji's eyes lit up, and he was even more ecstatic.

If he could catch this one, Su Shijie would be very happy!

Without time to think, he hurriedly chased after it.

As he went from the front yard to the back yard, he found something wrong!

On the ground, there were a lot of green leaf orchid leaves scattered, as if they were accidentally dropped during transportation.

These green leaf orchid leaves were also huge. Usually they could not eat one or two, but now no one paid attention to them falling on the ground!

This was the first time he had seen a spiritual plant husband who did not cherish spiritual vegetables so much!

At this moment, the huge chicken shadow flashed again, and then flew directly into the backyard.

Such a big body, can it fly?

Wu Ji did not delay any more and chased after it directly.

The next moment, when he fell into the backyard, a violent, terrifying killing intent that could even kill him in one breath locked him!

Now, he panicked.

He knew that if he didn't leave, he would be strangled by the killing array in the backyard, but now his aura had been locked. If he dared to move again, the killing array would automatically start and cut him!

No!

That's not right!

When the three flying swords in front of him soared into the air, Wu Ji's pupils suddenly dilated and his breathing became rapid!

"Seven... Seven Li Ling Killing Array!"

Why would a formation that can kill a cultivator of the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining appear in the backyard of a spiritual cultivation officer's home!