Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Li Sanwan, above.

The second-level low-grade flying magic weapon has a mana throughput.

Wang Yan stood on the magic weapon, his brows slightly furrowed.

Wu Hai was the first monk he met after coming to Yan State.

By using the "Dream Making Technique" on this person, he was able to successfully contact Zhu Jianyi, the local snake here, and then was able to enter the Linglong Ghost Market.

But the reason why he stopped was not because he missed his old relationship.

In fact, there is no old love, it is just taking advantage of it.

The key is that he clearly remembers that Wu Hai was still a normal person when they parted ways not long ago. Why did he change like this in such a short period of time?

Losing the soul means that even if this person is alive, he is nothing more than a living dead.

But looking at Wu Hai's appearance at this moment, he is no different from ordinary people. If it were not for the foundation-building monks' sharp spiritual sense and ability to sense the soul, I am afraid that the Qi Refining Realm monks would not find anything wrong if they saw it.

"Is this... the reason why he ate the pill that contained the evil-eating insect?"

Thinking of this, Wang Hao hesitated and took out the storage bag he got from Zhu Jianyi.

There are still more than a dozen Yin-eating Bugs disguised as Chiyuan Dan that have not yet been dispersed.

Wang Yan directly crushed one of them, and an invisible fat white insect suddenly struggled and twisted its body. Its two large jaws kept opening and closing, as if it wanted to bite and pinch the fingers!

However, Wang Ba's five senses could not sense the existence of this insect at all.

If it weren't for the ability to clearly see it with spiritual consciousness, the insect might have been allowed to escape.

Just looking at the appearance of this insect, Wang Yan couldn't tell anything at all.

After thinking about it, he put away the Yin-Eating Insect, then activated the flying magic weapon and landed directly in Wu Hai's yard.

Wu Hai felt the monk's aura and immediately looked at the sky warily.

However, after seeing that it was Wang Yan, he was slightly startled, and then suddenly showed a look of surprise:

"Fellow Daoist Shen, why are you here?"

It has to be said that the effect of the second level of Yin Shen's power is indeed extraordinary. Even after such a long time, Wu Hai is still immersed in the thoughts implanted by Wang Ba and cannot extricate himself.

Of course, it is also because the opponent's realm is too low, and he is not much stronger than ordinary people.

Wang Ba immediately greeted the other party with a smile.

But he suddenly felt doubtful in his heart.

The power of Yin Shen directly acts on the soul. It stands to reason that the "Dream Making Technique" is still effective, which means that the opponent's soul is naturally still there.

But spiritual consciousness cannot lie, and he really cannot feel the existence of the other party's soul.

It felt like Wu Hai in front of him was just an empty shell that was still moving.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, didn't you leave with Brother Zhu? Why are you back again?"

Wu Hai asked curiously.

Wang Yan had no intention of continuing to play the pretending game with him. With a thought, he directly knocked the opponent unconscious with his magic power.

Wu Hai didn't even have time to hum before he fell to the ground.

Wang Yan immediately pointed at the opponent's lower abdomen with both fingers.

Mana is detected.

Then he was surprised to find that the other party's spirit was still well within his body.

Nothing was damaged or disappeared.

"strangeness……"

Wang Ba was suddenly filled with doubts.

There was obviously nothing wrong with Wu Hai's soul, but why couldn't he feel it at all?

It can only be felt when its body is examined with mana.

After thinking for a while, he continued to inject mana, and the mana quickly traveled through Wu Hai's body.

The opponent's body noticed the invasion of alien magic and immediately began to resist spontaneously, but was directly overwhelmed by Wang Yan's thought.

However, the mana had been wandering for a long time, and he didn't see anything unusual except for the fat, white, sinister-eating insect in the Dantian.

"Could it be..."

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and then he simply used his magic power to penetrate into the opponent's Dantian, trying to catch the Yin-eating insect that also couldn't feel the soul.

Wu Hai's Dantian suddenly felt overwhelmed and about to collapse.

Wang Hao frowned.

Although he made great use of Wu Hai, he knew clearly that Wu Hai was just an ordinary low-level casual cultivator. The biggest bad thing he had ever done was that the meat he sold to mortals was sucked away by him, causing him to eat meat. It has very little nutrition.

If necessary, he is not willing to go against his own conscience and hurt such people wantonly.

Changing places, if he didn't have the ability to carry Shouyuan, there would probably be no difference between him and Wu Hai.

And if you continue to use mana to capture the evil-eating insect, even if the opponent is immortal, the Dantian will collapse.

There is no hope for practice from now on.

Of course, with Wu Hai's talent, he would probably not be able to even reach the middle level of Qi refining before he dies.

But this is not the reason for him to destroy other people's Dantian at will.

Of course, he had no intention of giving up.

For some reason, he now vaguely felt that this sinister-eating insect seemed to have a very special effect on him.

It's just that he didn't figure it out for a while.

After hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth, took out some spiritual chicken essence from the storage bag, and used magic power to transfer all the spiritual energy, essence, etc. into the opponent's Dantian.

Stimulated by such rich spiritual energy, Wu Hai's Dantian suddenly felt like rain after a long drought, greedily devouring it.

Under the protection of Wang Ba's magic power, Wu Hai's magic power cyclone suddenly grew rapidly.

Although Wu Hai's consciousness was in a coma, he could not compress his magic power.

But Wang Yan still spent a lot of effort and directly compressed the opponent's magic power.

Soon, the aura on Wu Hai's body took on a new look, faintly reaching the strength of the third level of Qi Refining.

As the mana cyclone grows, the Dantian is also nourished and passively expands.

Wang Ba's magic power was finally able to successfully capture the evil-eating insect from it.

However, the worm seemed to have benefited a lot from the previous feeding of spirit chicken essence. On its originally white and fat body, streaks of varying depths appeared on its surface.

Apparently he has matured a lot.

Although the insect tried its best to dodge, it was still caught by him with his magic power.

It was extracted directly.

Zichong twisted his body desperately in Wang Ba's hands.

However, Wang Ba's attention was not on Zi Chong at all, but looked at Wu Hai in shock.

Without the attachment of Zi Chong, he could clearly feel the divine aura on the other party's body again!

"It's the Yin-Eating Insect! It hides the monk's spiritual aura!"

At this moment, he finally understood why he thought this sinister-eating insect might be useful to him.

Because this sinister-eating insect perfectly solved a problem that was extremely important to him.

Send a spiritual sign!

"Why is it that Zuodao monks can only endure the oppression of Tianmen Sect, but never dare to leave?"

"It's because of the spiritual lottery!"

"The signature contains the divine soul aura of the Zuo Dao monk. Once the edict is not returned for a long time, the Xuanhun Dao of Tianmen Sect will follow the divine soul aura and directly curse this person to death!"

"Using this as a threat, no one dares to leave easily!"

"No, it's not just leftist monks!"

"According to what Yu Changchun said in the past, the soul aura of all the monks in the Tianmen Sect is in the hands of Xuanhun Dao and the leader Ning Daohuan. Once something is wrong, they will be cursed and killed immediately!"

"This is one of the foundations of Tianmen Sect's rule!"

"Intimidate them and induce them."

"But now...this humble insect-eating insect can change this situation!"

At this moment, Wang Hao's heart was filled with long-lost waves.

In this little bug, he finally saw the hope of his escape and what Zhao Feng said...

Jackie Chan's opportunity!

Yes, he wanted to leave Tianmen Sect all the time.

Even with his current level of cultivation, his status in the Tianmen Sect is actually not low.

But he couldn't forget the fact that his life was ultimately in the hands of others, which kept him awake.

It's just that he had no hope of escaping before, so he didn't even dare to think about it before. He just focused on improving his cultivation level, hoping that he could wait until there was a change in the future.

But now, this little bug gave him a glimmer of possibility.

A possibility that would allow him to leave voluntarily!

Thinking of this, he immediately threw the insect into a jar of spiritual chicken essence.

However, what left Wang Yan speechless was that after falling into the essence, the insect became extremely clumsy. Even though it had mouthparts, it didn't know how to eat at all.

"Parasite...that's what it is!"

He vaguely understood why Lin Zhenxiu from Jinhe City sent Zhu Jianyi to disguise these bugs as pills.

It seems that only by parasitizing living creatures can one grow.

Wang Hao thought for a moment, and immediately took out a first-level high-grade yellow-throated turtle from the spirit beast bag, and then transferred the Yin-eating Bug Insect into the turtle's body.

As expected, the spirit aura on the turtle was gone.

No, to be precise, it seems to be covered up a lot.

If you pay a little more attention and use your spiritual sense to detect it, you can still detect it.

"Why does this happen?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but be confused.

After thinking about it, the possibility he could think of was that the strength of the Yellow-throated Turtle's soul had exceeded the limit that the Yin-Eating Insect Insect could hide.

That's why the soul aura is hidden, but not completely hidden.

After the Yin-eating insect entered the spirit turtle's body, Wang Hao immediately used his magic power to investigate.

I felt that after the sinister-eating insect entered the body of the spirit turtle, it quickly settled in the center of the turtle's back and spine, like a fish in water.

But the turtle didn't notice it at all.

"It seems that spiritual beasts can do it too!"

Wang Hao immediately infused the spirit turtle with the essence of the spirit chicken.

The top-grade turtle has a high absorption rate of the essence of the chicken and digests it very quickly.

While the spirit turtle continued to absorb the essence of the spirit chicken, Wang Yan could clearly sense that the yin-eating insects seemed to also benefit a lot and gradually grew.

However, it may take some time for the worms to fully grow.

Although Wang Ba couldn't wait to see the results, he still suppressed his eagerness.

After scanning the surroundings and thinking for a while, he stepped on the flying magic weapon and left without staying any longer.

The appearance of the Yin-Eating Insect brought him a great surprise, but there were still many problems to be solved before he could escape the constraints of the spirit-sending lotus.

For example, Zi Chong can only hide the soul aura of low-level Qi Refining monks, but he is a Foundation Establishment monk, and the strength of his soul is far beyond what a Qi Refining monk can match.

In addition, whether this method of hiding the soul's aura can avoid the detection of Xuanhun Dao people is also a question worth verifying.

Also, if he really puts the Yin-Eating Insect into his body, once it is parasitized, it will put himself in a dangerous situation, so it is better to stay in Tianmen Cult with peace of mind.

In short, it is not that easy to leave Tianmen Sect.

And his current goal is to verify these problems one by one and find solutions.

…

Jinhe City.

If a spiritual pulse master looks from above Jinhe City, he can clearly see that the spiritual energy around Jinhe City has been artificially sorted and guided, and gathered in two places in the south and north of the city.

As for the location in the north of the city, the richness of spiritual energy obviously exceeds that in the south.

Right here, sits a courtyard.

The courtyard is winding and secluded, with rockery pools, pavilions and pavilions.

Looks extremely low-key and restrained.

However, at this moment, the city lord of Jinhe City, a monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining, was standing in front of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, with his head lowered and cold sweat dripping down his face.

"So... after the Jinhe Ghost Market ended, Jianyi and the other four people disappeared, but you couldn't find the reason for Jianyi's disappearance at all?"

The middle-aged man was sitting on a wicker chair, with a hint of coldness on his ancient and square face.

"This... yes, yes, Lin Zhenxiu, please give me some more time. In three days, no, as long as one day, I will definitely find all the people who participated in the Jinhe Ghost Market that day and ask them one by one... "

The Lord of Jinhe City said hurriedly.

However, after hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head: "You really disappoint me."

The city lord suddenly turned pale.

"Xi Meng."

An old man who looked like a butler walked out of the darkness, came to the middle-aged man's side, and said respectfully: "Master, I have already brought him."

The middle-aged man tapped his fingers lightly on the wicker chair without saying anything.

However, the old housekeeper already understood the meaning and waved behind him. Soon, a strong monk came in with his waist bowed.

When he saw the middle-aged man, he quickly lowered his head and saluted respectfully: "Junior Shiliu, I have met senior Lin."

The middle-aged man nodded imperceptibly: "Tell me."

"yes."

The sturdy monk quickly stretched out his palm, and a water mirror immediately floated up.

Faces appeared one after another on the water mirror.

"Senior Lin, these are the people who participated in the ghost market at that time. Except for Brother Zhu Dao, there are seventeen people in total."

But the middle-aged man said: "City Lord Dai, come and recognize me!"

"yes!"

The Lord of Jinhe City was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he quickly came to his senses and quickly walked to Shiliu's side to identify him carefully.

"This is Zhao Ping'an from Baiyu Town. He only has the third level of Qi Refining. It shouldn't be him..."

"This is Wang Xiaoyu from Dawangzhuang..."

"Who is this……"

Soon, the Lord of Jinhe City selected two faces.

"I have never met these two people, so I can't be sure."

The butler Xi Meng on the side suddenly pointed to one of the faces and said, "I know this person from Changshui City. His strength is average and he shouldn't have this ability."

"Then that's all that's left."

The middle-aged man finally spoke, his eyes falling on the only face left in the water mirror.

If Wang Ba were here, he would be surprised to find that this face is clearly his own.

And just then.

A voice suddenly came from far outside the city.

"Lin Xiwen, your disciple asked me to come to you for help!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly, and immediately looked towards the horizon, only to see a streak of light approaching quickly.

"Li Qu?"

But he didn't care about this, but what the other party said.

"Li Qu, where did you see your opinion?"

"I came all the way to deliver a message to you, but you didn't even give me a sip of tea."

A fat figure fell from the sky.

However, he also knew that the situation was different, and immediately said: "In Linglong Ghost Market, your apprentice was followed by an early-stage foundation-building monk... Hey, this is this person, you already know it?"

The fat old man pointed to Wang Hao's face in the water mirror in Shiliu's palm in surprise.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the foundation-building monk:

"I just found out, but it's not too late..."

However, just for a moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's expression suddenly changed!

"See you...dead!"