Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The fact that the monk surnamed Yan suddenly succeeded in building the foundation brought a big shock to Wang Ba.

In his memory.

I vaguely remember that almost a year ago, the monk surnamed Yan was still at the eighth level of Qi refining like him.

However, the opponent made breakthroughs one after another in just one year, and the speed was as astonishing as if he were sitting on a flying magic weapon.

Ling Wang Yan couldn't help but think of Lin Yu who was originally regarded as a training material.

Of course, unlike Lin Yu, a young monk who actually has no foundation, the monk surnamed Yan is not young, has a strong foundation, and has superb talisman making skills. He is experienced and seasoned. Generally speaking, it is not easy to be like Lin Yu. People cajole.

Therefore, the monk surnamed Yan is more like a representative of accumulation and accumulation.

After sighing in the Lingshui Monastery, Wang Yan did not refuse the invitation from the monk surnamed Yan.

He originally wanted to have a good relationship with the other party, and with the other party's talisman-making skills, he would definitely be able to use them.

Isn't that the reason why I gave the opponent spiritual stones for free before?

Of course, it's also because the other person has a solid character and is worth dating.

If everyone was like Lu Yuansheng, who was ungrateful and repaid kindness with hatred, Wang Yan would have stayed away from him long ago.

When he thought of Lu Yuansheng, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel depressed.

If he hadn't cultivated the best spiritual chicken long ago and didn't worry about the other party's requirements, he would probably have to live in anxiety all day long now.

"The difference between brothers Lu Yuanfeng and Lu Yuansheng is too great."

Shaking his head secretly.

Wang Ba then returned to the chicken farm.

After much deliberation, I finally prepared a pair of first-level middle-grade yellow-throated turtles as a congratulatory gift.

In the world of cultivation, turtle-like spiritual animals are popular as gifts. Because of their long lifespan and spirituality, they have great meanings for monks who long for immortality, so they are very popular among monks.

Not to mention some special species of turtles, which have unique effects when eaten.

Such as the giant shield turtle.

It is said to be the favorite of Huansheng Tao monks.

It's the day of the foundation building celebration banquet for monk surnamed Yan.

Wang Hao took two yellow-throated turtles to a restaurant in Fang City that he was usually reluctant to go to.

When we arrived on the third floor, we found that the entire floor had been taken over by monks surnamed Yan.

"The Talisman Maker is really rich!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little envious.

The monk surnamed Yan may not have as many spiritual stones as him now, but he is sitting on his hands, while others have a steady stream of them.

After all, unlike him who raises soul chickens, he changed from Dongsheng Sect to Tianmen Sect and immediately lost popularity.

And Talisman Makers are popular wherever they go.

Similarly, there are alchemy masters, weapon masters, formation masters, spiritual pulse masters, etc.

Wang Yan really wanted to choose one of them and study it hard. Unfortunately, if he wanted to learn these subjects, he would have to study with his teacher day and night.

If you want to practice it with just a few books, it is simply a fantasy.

But now that he is focused on reaching a higher realm, he doesn't have so much time to waste.

It is better to wait until the progress of practice slows down in the future and then start learning again.

The monk surnamed Yan was chatting and laughing with a monk in the sect who was in the foundation-building realm. When he saw Wang Ba, he immediately apologized and walked to Wang Ba happily.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, come as you please, bring anything with you. Why should we be so polite between you and me?"

There was no look on his face that showed he looked down on his old friend after establishing the foundation.

This made Wang Hao's originally somewhat anxious mood suddenly calm down a lot.

But he didn't dare to take the other party's polite words seriously. After all, the two of them had different cultivation realms, and there was naturally a gap in their status.

"No, no, today is a happy day for fellow Taoists, just a few thoughts."

As he said this, he gave the pair of yellow-throated turtles to the other party. A servant boy immediately took the hands next to him, and he finally put them away with a grin on his face.

After all, the middle-grade yellow-throated turtle is quite heavy.

On the other hand, there was no such bloody plot where other Foundation Establishment guests looked down upon the congratulatory gifts sent by Wang Hao and then mocked them without thinking.

Wang Hao glanced at it and found that although the two spirit turtles he had given were not expensive, among all the congratulatory gifts, they were still passable.

"Fellow Taoist, it's a waste of money."

To Wang Yan's expectation, the monk surnamed Yan did not just chat politely before leaving to accompany the others, but just pulled him and started chatting.

The conversation even soon came to him.

"It's just a coincidence that I was able to successfully build the foundation."

The monk surnamed Yan sighed: "Do you still remember the inheritance talisman competition competition I participated in before?"

Wang Hao nodded without knowing why.

The monk surnamed Yan quietly used an isolation note in his hand and said in a suppressed voice:

"Although I spent all my wealth in that conference, it was a pity that I ended up in third place due to insufficient cultivation. Fortunately, I was spotted by a Xuan Fu Dao master and received a Foundation Establishment Pill. But fortunately, I will Only then did I find out from others that the inheritance talisman of the Xuan Fu Dao is actually a trap! The inheritance talisman actually contains the soul of the previous Jindan elder!"

"Oh? Then wouldn't the first place in the conference be..."

Although Wang Ba was a little surprised when he heard this, he was not too surprised.

It wasn't that he had foreseen it, but he discovered that this kind of thing happened endlessly and was a common trick of high-level monks.

Just like Elder Qin of Dongsheng Sect.

Ji Lin, the incense Taoist monk who took away Pan Long's body.

Even the Xuannv Taoist monk who swallowed Lin Yu and so on.

The monks with an average of 800 minds per capita have a sinister habit that is deeply rooted in their bones.

"Who says it's not the case? I am familiar with the first place winner in the conference. We are both colleagues. We have exchanged experiences on making talismans with each other before. But after he went to receive the inheritance of the talisman that day, when we met him again, his expression and temperament were completely different. Yes, although he hid it well, my eyes, which have been trained for many years of making talismans, can't be seen right away!"

The monk surnamed Yan couldn't help but sigh: "We all come from the Dongsheng Sect. Brother, you are also very kind to me. To be honest, in this sect, even if something good happens to you, then You have to think about it again and again, this is such a good thing, maybe there is something else hidden underneath!"

When Wang Bao heard this, he nodded in approval.

Not only did he agree with what the monk surnamed Yan said, but he also recognized him as a person.

If the other party can say such things to him, he really regards him as one of his own.

Wang Yan could only sigh that he had not misjudged the person. This monk named Yan was indeed someone worth dating.

After chatting for a while, Wang Ba felt the dissatisfied looks from some of the foundation-building monks around him, so he quickly stopped the conversation and let the monk surnamed Yan go to socialize.

After all, as newly promoted foundation-building talisman makers, many people plan to take this opportunity to build good relationships, so that they can use this relationship in time when they need help from the other party in the future.

Wang Hao glanced around, then found a table in the corner and sat down.

On weekdays, he was either breeding spiritual chickens and turtles in the chicken farm, or practicing hard in Lingshui Monastery, and he was not very familiar with everyone present.

But he soon saw a few familiar people.

Some have bought spiritual chickens from him and exchanged spiritual materials with each other.

There are also familiar faces such as Meng Randao and Jing Kuang, and even Dong Qiyu came over.

Meng Randao, who was once the most popular face of Dongsheng Station, still failed to build a foundation, and the number of monks following him was also much smaller than the last time Wang Ba saw him.

This time, he personally delivered a pair of jade as a wishful gift to the servant boy of the monk surnamed Yan.

Compared with his dazzling appearance in the past, he was now unconsciously more reserved and courteous in front of the monk surnamed Yan, and even saluted as a junior.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with this, they are all used to it.

The monk surnamed Yan just exchanged a few polite greetings with the other party and then went to greet other guests.

Meng Randao looked around, and then took the initiative to walk towards the table where there were a few Foundation Establishment monks.

However, he didn't seem to be well-received. He didn't say a few words during the whole process. Instead, he would occasionally take dishes from the waiter who was serving the dishes, and get up to serve tea and water to the Foundation-Building monks who were chatting happily with each other.

When several Foundation Establishment monks laughed when they talked about something interesting, his somewhat stiff face also quickly squeezed out a smile.

Looks awkward and lonely.

Wang Hao, who saw this scene in his eyes, didn't know what to think for a moment.

Jing Kuang soon congratulated the monk surnamed Yan with a congratulatory gift.

Facing him, the smile of the monk surnamed Yan was obviously more polite.

"It's a waste, it's a waste!"

"Where there."

Jing Kuang looked flattered.

After a brief conversation, he glanced around and seemed to be interested in going to the table of foundation-building monks.

But when he walked to the side and was about to sit down, he was glanced at coldly by a foundation-building monk.

Jing Kuang suddenly thought about it and quickly confessed and left.

Then his eyes swept over, and when he saw Wang Yan, he was obviously surprised.

He obviously recognized Wang Hao, and seemed a little surprised that Wang Hao was qualified to participate in a banquet of this level.

After hesitating for a while, he finally walked to Wang Hao's table and sat down next to Wang Hao.

Facing this guy with whom he had had an unpleasant experience, Wang Yan simply smiled and said hello.

He is well aware of the other party's cold nature and does not want to have any interaction with him.

After all, in the past, even Chen Mian, a monk who followed him wholeheartedly, was decisively tricked and killed by him, just to gain merit, which shows his unscrupulous character.

However, several years have passed, and now he is no longer timid at all when they meet again.

Faced with Wang Ba's unabashed alienation, Jing Kuang narrowed his eyes, seeming to be offended, but in this situation, he could only suppress it.

After a while, the monk surnamed Yan took the time to come to Wang Ba's place and specially asked Wang Ba to eat and drink well after the meeting.

Wang Bao nodded quickly and asked him to greet other guests.

After the monk surnamed Yan left, Jing Kuang's eyes when he looked at Wang Yan were filled with shock and complexity.

He didn't expect that Wang Yan seemed to have an irreconcilable relationship with the monk surnamed Yan.

This is the only person in Dongsheng Station who has successfully established a foundation so far!

This far exceeded his inherent understanding of Wang Yan.

In his impression, Wang Yan was still the young monk on the first level of Qi refining who lived in a cave a few years ago.

Nowadays, he is on the third or fourth floor at most. Let alone establishing a relationship with the foundation-building monks, even if he wants to talk to himself, he will probably look down on him.

But what surprised him even more was that after a while, Dong Qiyu also came to congratulate him. When he saw Wang Ba, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly walked over.

He pulled Wang Yan very enthusiastically, not knowing what he was talking about.

But it can be clearly seen that Wang Hao seems to pay little attention to Dong Qiyu.

Seeing Jing Kuang, he didn't know what to say.

This is Dong Qiyu!

Although there is no foundation building yet, that's because they don't want to use the foundation building pill, but plan to do the 'Tiandao Foundation Building' on their own.

Otherwise, based on the other party's achievements in the Jingyue Mansion's last operation, not to mention ten or eight, at least three or four Foundation Establishment Pills would be adequate.

Even in the eyes of the monks in the sect, Dong Qiyu is a quasi-foundation monk, it just depends on when the other party wants to break through.

Sure enough, after a while, a foundation-building monk came to Meng Ran Dao's table and dragged Dong Qiyu to their table.

How enviable!

Jing Kuang looked at Dong Qiyu, who was sitting at the table of foundation-building monks, with longing in his eyes.

The atmosphere of the banquet finally reached its climax with the arrival of a monk who was in the late stages of establishing the foundation of Xuanfu Dao.

After a lively feast that had little to do with Wang Yan.

Wang Yan walked out of the restaurant.

Looking back at the crowd of people gradually dispersing, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes:

"Building foundation..."

The second update is over today. My sister is getting married and has to rush back to her hometown tonight. There may be a lot of things happening. I hope everyone can forgive me.