Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

In the pavilion.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face, which seemed to have remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally showed a hint of anger.

Along with this anger, the surrounding air suddenly froze!

Everyone around him suddenly fell silent.

The fat old man on the side also noticed the change in aura, but looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar in shock.

It was like a storm rising in my heart:

"Late stage of foundation building?! How is that possible! Wasn't he just promoted to the middle stage seven or eight years ago?"

Compared with the Qi Refining Realm, which is divided into ten levels, the Foundation Establishment Realm is only divided into three stages: front, middle and last.

But each stage requires a lot of time to practice.

It can easily take more than ten or twenty years.

Of course, for people with strong spiritual roots, this process will be much shorter.

After that, there is the so-called perfection of foundation building, but that is just a special state. Once the monks in the late stage of foundation building polish their state to the limit, they can be called perfection.

But no matter what, it took seven or eight years to break through from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building. This speed is too amazing.

Thinking of this, the fat old man's initial contempt for the middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a trace of solemnity.

Immediately, he took the initiative and said: "If you need anything, Fellow Taoist Lin, just give me your instructions."

The world of monks has always been like this, where bullying the strong and bullying is the main theme.

Feeling the goodwill conveyed by the fat old man, the middle-aged Confucian scholar did not refuse. His anger could not be concealed. A trace of murderous intent burst out in Gujing Bubo's eyes:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Li."

"This person first killed several of my children, and then forced Jianyi to go to Linglong Ghost Market. Shortly after leaving the ghost market, Jianyi was killed by him... Obviously this person was mostly going to the ghost market. .”

"In this case, let's say hello to all the major ghost markets. If you see this person, let me know immediately. If you can catch this person, Lin will be rewarded generously!"

The butler Xi Meng on the side nodded quickly and said: "Master, Xi Meng will do it now."

The Lord of Jinhe City did not miss this opportunity to express himself, and immediately said that he would contact the ghost markets in the surrounding cities.

The fat old man also said:

"Li has something to do with the management of many ghost markets. If we really encounter him, although they may not necessarily stop him, there should be no problem in letting them inform him."

"Thank you very much."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his hand politely and thanked him.

The slightly fat old man quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

Soon, everyone dispersed, looking for traces of the murderer.

There was only a middle-aged Confucian scholar left in the pavilion.

The anger just now was gone in his eyes, and there was only a trace of calmness and thinking on his expressionless face.

"According to the plan, Jianyi should go to a small ghost market to disperse all the worms. In that case, there should be more than ten or twenty worms in Jianyi's storage bag."

"It doesn't matter if he dies, but if this bug is lost, it will be troublesome."

The female female insectivore can only give birth to ninety-nine daughter insects in her lifetime.

If the worms die, they cannot be replenished. It can be said that if one dies, one will be lost.

This is what makes the middle-aged Confucian scholars most angry.

Yin-eating insects are related to his practice, and he will never allow any mistakes.

"We must recover all these worms!"

…

Wang Ba went all the way north along the Jinlan River.

Encountered several cities along the way.

It is obvious that the further north you go, the more desolate these cities become.

And in most of these cities, there are no monks.

Even if there were, in Wang Yan's view, it was not even as good as Wu Hai in Li Sanwan.

Visibly weak.

But this is normal.

There may be some truly talented people in this world who can become immortals by themselves, but definitely not many.

Most people can only hope to achieve immortality by practicing together with other fellow practitioners, actively summarizing and learning, and making up for each other's shortcomings.

This is the value of the sect.

The accumulation of generations of predecessors will make the sect's power grow bigger and bigger.

Once any generation happens to meet an amazingly talented leader, it can immediately reach the next level.

And future generations will benefit from it.

In contrast, ordinary casual cultivators have no resources, no previous experience, and no reliable people to guide them, plus they are suppressed by sect forces.

The possibility of surpassing the sect monks is extremely slim.

Therefore, the cultivation and strength of casual cultivators in these cities are very weak. This is the norm.

Wang Ba did not waste this time and flew towards Canglan City after crossing these cities.

After flying for a while, he finally saw another city.

His eyesight was amazing, and he saw the three characters "Canglan City" written on the city from a distance.

Wang Ba immediately dropped the flying magic weapon outside the city. After covering it up for a while, he walked into the city like a mortal.

In a circle.

Compared to a small town like Li Sanwan, Canglan City is undoubtedly much more majestic.

It is still difficult to find a monk in such a wide place.

But Wang Hao had his own way. He found a local and after chatting for a while, he learned about the power layout here.

"City Lord..."

Wang Ba thought for a while and directly found the most conspicuous building here.

"Stop! This is the City Lord's Mansion!"

A mortal guard drew his sword and ordered.

Wang Ba didn't bother to use the power of the Yinshen. He just relied on his physical body and easily jumped over the wall and fell into the city lord's palace.

Immediately, he saw a group of guards in heavy armor holding swords and halberds, and quickly surrounded him.

At this time, a fairly upright-looking female cultivator in colorful clothes raised her eyebrows. She seemed to have heard the noise and walked out of the garden. Her voice was sharp and loud: "What kind of thief dares to break into the city lord's palace!"

But when she saw Wang Yan, she was stunned.

"Monk?!"

"Please come out and see your master."

Surrounded by so many people, Wang Hao seemed to have never seen him before and said calmly.

It is indeed difficult to feel anything. After all, except for a female cultivator on the second level of Qi Refining, they are all mortals.

But this attitude immediately angered the female cultivator in colorful clothes, and she immediately said unhappily:

"My master is someone you can meet whenever you want..."

"Yuqi, don't talk nonsense."

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from deep in the garden.

The female cultivator in colorful clothes quickly turned around: "Master!"

Although Wang Hao had already noticed this person from his consciousness, he still turned his head slightly and looked into the depths of the garden.

Soon, a handsome young man wearing a golden robe, like a god descending to earth, slowly walked out of the garden.

Every gesture and gesture is filled with elegance and elegance.

The light flowing around the body is difficult to look directly at.

When the female cultivator in colorful clothes saw this, she couldn't help but show her love.

Wang Ba couldn't help but frown slightly.

What the hell, this bullshit city lord is only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining, but his appearance is too showy.

The key was that it was such a waste of his time to walk such a small distance for so long.

Thinking of this, he felt impatient and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Mana surges.

He quickly gathered a powerful hand in front of this handsome young man and grabbed him forward.

The young man's expression changed drastically and he quickly tried to dodge.

However, when the foundation-building monk took action, how could he, a young monk at the middle level of Qi refining, be able to avoid it.

The mana's powerful hand grasped the opponent directly like a chicken, and then threw it in front of Wang Yan like a sandbag.

Whether it was the female cultivator in colorful clothes or others around her, their eyes nearly popped out when they saw this scene.

The female cultivator in colorful clothes turned extremely pale instantly, and she didn't even dare to speak out.

At this time, no matter how arrogant she was, she could still see that people were powerful and far beyond her reach.

Thinking that she had dared to scold such a being just now, she felt chills in her heart.

He gently supported the young city lord who had completely lost his panic appearance.

"Sorry to bother you, I'm asking, you answer."

Wang Hao had an apologetic smile on his face, but his words were extremely concise.

At the critical juncture, the young city lord instantly understood what Wang Yan meant, and nodded hurriedly:

"I say, I say, whatever senior needs to know, I say!"

"What ghost markets are nearby? Are there any that have opened recently?"

Wang Yan said straightforwardly.

Seeing Wang Yan's style of getting started without saying a word, the young city lord immediately told everything he knew from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, he was restricted by his oath and could not tell anything about the high-level ghost market.

However, Wang Ba was not at ease and deliberately used the power of the Yinshen to verify it.

Finally, he confirmed that the young city lord was not lying and had nothing to hide.

"In addition to Canglan Ghost Market, there are also Luofu Ghost Market, Linglong Ghost Market, and the 'Nixia Ghost Market' secretly co-organized by casual cultivators from the Yan and Song Kingdoms..."

"Wait a minute, why is there a Linglong Ghost Market here?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but interrupt.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said naturally: "Linglong ghost markets are all over the Yan and Song countries, so naturally there are them here."

"But I heard that the first and second floors of Linglong Ghost Market in various places are not connected to each other. Only on the third floor of the ghost market, people from Linglong Ghost Market in various places will appear in one place, which is considered lively."

Can they still communicate with each other?

Wang Ba was suddenly a little frightened.

Anyone who can do this is like the Tianmen Sect?

No, the difficulty of bringing monks from all over the place together with the teleportation array is obviously much more difficult than the Tianmen Sect which only has five stations.

Obviously, the background of Linglong Ghost Market is by no means simple. It is not what Zhu Jianyi said. It has the support of Jindan Zhenren, and maybe even the Yuanying Zhenjun!

"When will the Linglong Ghost Market here open?"

Wang Yan couldn't help but ask.

"This is the time to look at the moon."

The young city lord did not dare to hide it at all.

Wang Ba immediately said: "Take me there."

Linglong Ghost Market is usually open for three days, and it happened to be within that time today.

The young city lord did not dare to refuse. After explaining for a while, under Wang Yan's urging, he quickly found the entrance to the local Linglong Ghost Market.

But this time, perhaps because he had already sworn an oath before, Wang Yan did not need to swear again.

Soon, he successfully entered the first floor of the ghost market.

Wang Hao glanced at the surrounding environment and nodded slightly.

This place is indeed different from the exquisite ghost market near Jinhe City before.

However, Wang Ba turned around, but he didn't get what he expected.

I only harvested a relatively rare second-level special spell.

"The Divine Candle".

It is said that it comes from a declining sect, and it can place a ray of soul of its disciples on a special candle lantern.

If the disciples are still alive, the lamps and candles will always be on.

If the candle is extinguished, it means that the disciple's soul is extinct.

Wang Hao immediately thought of sending a spiritual lottery.

The two have similar effects.

It's just that the purpose of "Toward the Divine Candle" is to confirm the situation of the disciples, while the purpose of sending the spiritual lottery is to control the disciples.

It can be used to test the effect of shadow-eating bugs.

So Wang Hao decisively spent half a pot of spiritual chicken essence to buy this spell.

He also gradually realized the benefits of spiritual chicken essence.

Compared with ordinary spiritual food, the effect of first-order low-grade spiritual chicken essence can almost be regarded as an elixir in the Qi refining stage.

Even second-level monks can use it.

And there is no elixir of erysipelas.

Naturally, it is very popular among monks.

Other than that, Wang Ba had nothing to gain.

After thinking for a while, he said to the young city lord:

"Yaodong, do you know how to get to the second floor of Linglong Ghost Market?"

The young city lord's name is Liu Yaodong. Compared to Zhu Jianyi, he is undoubtedly much more knowledgeable and very cooperative from beginning to end.

Of course, it may also be because he saw Wang Yan's strength.

He immediately replied proudly: "If you ask other city lords, you may not necessarily know, but I happen to know the method of entering the second floor of Linglong Ghost Market. It's just that the second floor of the ghost market only opens once every six months. Next time, I will need one. More than a month later, it lasted for half a month."

Wang Ba nodded regretfully when he heard this. It seemed that he was indeed consistent with other Linglong Ghost Markets.

However, the young city lord directly told Wang Yan how to enter the second floor of Linglong Ghost City.

Wang Ba memorized the method in his heart.

Then he left Linglong Ghost Market directly with Liu Yaodong.

"Luofu Ghost Market still needs five days to open, and Nixia Ghost Market is about the same. Senior, why don't you take a rest at the City Lord's Mansion for a few days, waiting for these ghost markets to open."

Wang Hao shook his head when he heard this, and after strengthening Liu Yaodong's Yin Shen power, he directly found an inconspicuous place and hid it.

After thinking about it, there is nothing wrong for the time being.

He simply took out the "Golden Wind Rapid Archery" and a pile of gold sand and iron.

Even if you are idle, you might as well take the opportunity to improve your spells.

Soon, he was immersed in the practice of magic.

Time passed quietly.

Tomorrow is Children's Day, and the author is going to celebrate the holiday. I'm not sure if I have time to update, so let me tell you in advance.

Then the month is over. Let’s briefly summarize it, so I won’t write a separate chapter.

I have updated almost 210,000 words this month, so I took a day off.

An average of more than 7,000 words per day.

For a part-timer like me, this is really my best effort.

Keep up the good work next month.

The results have not changed much from the average booking of around 1,000 at the beginning of the month to around 1,500 currently.

Then here is a summary of this month’s updates:

1. After the protagonist left Dongsheng Sect, he was in an unsafe environment, but it was actually much better than before in Dongsheng Sect. However, in the comments, I can probably feel that everyone has this kind of environment. The acceptance of insecurity is relatively low, which is a pitfall, and I remember it.

2. The problem with the cheat code setting. In fact, I had a premonition before the subsequent cheat patch was written, but I wrote it anyway because it is related to the subsequent development of the plot. What everyone is questioning is actually the same problem, that is, the sense of security. In the eyes of readers, I am suppressing the protagonist, but in my eyes, it is actually just to make it more reasonable.

3. No more nonsense, I’m too sleepy. I’ll take two days off next month and have a good rest. I’m too tired.

4. I still want to thank the big guys who have supported me until now.

5. My own idea is that writing methods are different at different stages, so this is not a doctrinaire article, but I have to be docile at the moment.

6. Thank you all again!

7. I write whatever comes to my mind. Thank you all for taking the time to read my ramblings. Thank you for your companionship!