I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

at this time.

as time flows.

The white-feathered chickens gradually lost their enthusiasm and expectations, their practice progress slowed down, and they began to realize the gap between ideals and reality.

Even the lowest white destiny has not been upgraded to the green destiny after practicing for so long.

Only then did they truly realize that they were just an ordinary chicken from Earth. Even if they had some intelligence, they were still at the bottom of the food chain.

However, the progress of cultivation is slow, and what really hits them deeply is the realization that the world is cruel, what happened in front of them.

"It's so miserable! We practice so slowly. It's better to relax a little now and start enjoying ourselves. After all, our life span is very short!"

A fat chicken, with most of its feathers missing, was sitting on the bed playing cards with two other chickens.

After turning on the wisdom, escape from the breeding farm and they will hide here.

"Wang Zhagu!"

"Eight times in total! You have to peck out eight hairs!"

After a few days, most of the gambling monster companions turned into bald chickens.

The entire bedroom was also littered with chicken feathers and chicken feces.

It was a disaster scene.

But these days, they are living a very nourishing life. They tear open the rice bags in the kitchen, eat and drink enough every day, go to the toilet to drink water, and occasionally surf the Internet. Living in this human home is a paradise-like life.

Muddling along is their creed.

They all seemed to be heartless and very irritable, just like the grumpy chickens in the countryside who would peck everyone they met.

Until now.

Click.

The door suddenly opened.

"What's going on? You've only been on a business trip for half a month, and you're already robbed?"

At this time the master came back, and this strong and tall man picked up a stick and explored every room.

As a result, he found that his home was in a mess, someone had obviously been partying at his home, and even the computer had signs of use.

But the people have gone out, leaving only a few basically bald chickens in the bedroom, trying to escape!

"Those bastards had a party at my house and got a few chickens for cooking. They all plucked them in advance and they were ready to put them on the pot! I just stewed them directly to make up for the loss."

It sounded like a devil's voice.

Gu Gu Gu Gu! (Boss, leave quickly, I’ll stop him!)

Gugu~ (Let’s go quickly!)

A few bald chickens finally met their fate.

Within the Huangquan Sect.

In the fifth peak, Ji Batian opened his eyes, looked at Ji Changsheng next to him, and shouted: "Oh no! We are being hunted! Other companions have sacrificed themselves to protect me!"

Ji Changsheng also sighed and said: "On my side, this batch will be sold tomorrow. We are going to try to escape from the chicken farm overnight, but the chance is not great. You may not be able to see me next time! I want it too It becomes meat on the table.”

The two of them fell silent.

As one of the first closed beta players of "Underworld Ghost", Zodiac seems to have finally come to his end and has a clear vision of his future.

Fast-growing broilers are the most consumed category and the largest quantity consumption.

The consumption of chicken feet, chicken legs, and chicken necks is astronomical. These white-feathered chicken players, who were born in farms, cannot change their fate in reality even if they practice in dreams and see the bright world of Xianxia Jiuzhou.

Death is destined.

They were so confused that they felt great pain because they saw the immortal immortality.

Ji Changsheng suddenly smiled bitterly, "If we are destined to die, why should we open up our wisdom? If we had not had the ability to think, and had not had fun for a few days, we would not have felt the pain. This is just the wish of an immortal Is it just a game?”

They also long to be as transcendent as the mountain elves and to change the destiny of their race.

Just when they were desperate, Wu Lang followed Xing Hanhan to the fifth peak.

Wu Lang said softly: "You guys have low qualifications, I will give you one last chance."

Bang!

The two white-feathered chickens immediately knelt down.

"Please, His Majesty, the Great King of Hell of the Ten Palaces, give our Earth's white-feathered chicken clan a chance!"

"When we were alive, we were eaten as livestock and were at the bottom of the food chain. We did not seek racial improvement. We only hoped to get a chance in the underworld after death. We are willing to serve the underworld!"

It was different from the last time when I was so proud and excited.

Now, they truly understand themselves.

At this time, their faces were sad, full of longing, and even had the will to burn the boat, and this was what Wu Lang wanted.

"Junior brother, do you really want to do this?"

Isn't Wu Lang a pragmatist?

But I don’t know how long it will take for the next batch.

Wu Lang shook his head and said: "At the same time, they are not without some possibilities. The white-feathered chickens are weak. If their bloodline returns to their ancestors, they may have a chance."

The ancestor of the chicken is Archaeopteryx, and the ancestor of the chicken is the Tyrannosaurus rex tens of millions of years ago, a prehistoric overlord with a body length of five or six stories.

Their own bloodline can return to the ancient human emperor. If they have a chance, it is not impossible. Tyrannosaurus rex is a mortal beast, but is it not very qualified? It’s just that big before you practice cultivation.

Wu Lang felt that he should be quite powerful, barely able to compete with a large earth dragon tens of meters tall, or a youth version of the ancient demon dragon lineage.

And Wu Lang has a plan.

"I will find a way to send you to the legendary Dragon Island." Wu Lang said slowly, "You go and recognize your ancestors."

It is normal to send disciples to become spies.

However, it was the first time for even Xing Hanhan to see him when he was sent to Longdao.

"Junior brother?"

Wu Lang ignored her.

How can the matter of recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's clan be a matter of starting a war?

This is a great thing.

And this is also a huge investment. It is also a huge expense to exchange the contribution points from Po Meng for the destiny of the dragon clan.

"Are we the same kind of dragon?" Ji Batian was confused.

"Of course not." Wu Lang shook his head.

Just like you chickens are not the same kind as the chickens on Kyushu.

"Then we are half-brothers, how can we recognize each other as relatives?" they murmured.

"Then I don't care." Wu Lang said lightly: "Your bloodline is too low-level. This is your only chance. Rely on the Dragon Clan to help you return to your ancestors."

All ethnic groups in the world have their own abilities.

The Dragon Clan is proficient in the art of bloodline restoration.

After all, today's dragons are basically born with mixed blood, and they need to be continuously refined and extracted in order to return to their ancestors. The dragons are the most proficient in this stuff.

"At the same time, it is not a path of death. You are very special existences. You are artificial beings in the six reincarnations. You can be re-given the main destiny and the secondary destiny."

"I'll give you Yalong's main horoscope bloodline. If you go and recognize your relatives, you still have a chance."

They both listened.

Suddenly his color changed slightly, this is the only chance, even if it doesn't work, I have to go.

Ji Batian whispered, constantly giving psychological hints: "You won't die if you go there. Instead, in reality, you can post online for help and brainstorm, and there is still a chance of survival!"

In terms of IQ, it completely admits that it is a clever little monster.

They can't compare to humans who are the masters of all spirits.

Even in the land of Kyushu, human beings have the strongest wisdom, and most demons cannot defeat the dirty tricks of the human race.

Its idea gradually took shape:

As a white-feathered chicken in a chicken farm, he adventures in the underworld. He can secretly surf the Internet, ask for help from humans, and analyze various situations.