Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The second floor of Linglong Ghost Market is filled with people.

Many foundation-building monks lowered their bodies from time to time in the somewhat compact stalls and asked in low voices.

Benefiting from the dense flow of people, a pretty-looking female cultivator soon started to inquire curiously in front of Wang Yan's stall.

"This is spiritual food, made from first-order low-grade spiritual chickens. The effect is comparable to elixirs, but there is no erysipelas..."

After hearing Wang Ba's explanation, the female cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have never heard of this. Can I try it?"

Wang Ba hesitated, but did not refuse.

Most casual cultivators have never been exposed to this kind of spiritual food, and at most they have tasted spiritual rice and spiritual wine.

So it’s normal not to know.

The female cultivator took a sip lightly and nodded in surprise: "It's true! Although the potency is far inferior to the elixir, it is much easier to refine. As long as the amount is enough, it can really compare to the elixir!"

"How many spiritual stones does this pot of spiritual chicken essence cost?"

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and said a price that he thought was acceptable:

"This pot contains forty middle-grade spiritual stones."

In fact, when he was on the first floor of Linglong Ghost Market, the price he sold was almost thirty yuan a pot.

However, he thought that the foundation-building monks had relatively loose funds and could accept the slightly higher price.

Sure enough, when the female cultivator heard the price, she didn't make any counter-offer. After weighing it for a while, she simply took out forty middle-grade spiritual stones and gave it to Wang Yan.

Soon someone else took a fancy to the soul chicken essence and asked about its price.

"The price is too high. One Earth Yuan Pill only costs ten middle-grade spiritual stones. This basin is worth at most three or two Earth Yuan Pills."

The other party bargains.

However, Wang Ba did not give in at all.

"Heh, just keep your shit and let it get moldy!"

The other party finally sneered and left.

Wang Hao didn't care either. When doing business, people are always willing to fight and others are willing to suffer. He can't force others to buy his things.

Besides, he has only refined ten pots in total, and they will only be sold out.

He didn't believe it couldn't be sold out.

People came and went, and not long after, Wang Yan sold two more pots here.

After thinking about it, he threw all the unused magical instruments, talismans, elixirs and a bunch of unused sundries in the storage bag on the stall, which attracted a lot of people.

After all, for most monks, these three are the most common needs.

Perhaps it was because Wang Ba's price was not high, these sundries were quickly swept away, and there were more than 300 mid-grade spiritual stones in Wang Ba's storage bag.

Among them, the second-order mid-grade hammer-shaped magic weapon obtained from ‘Gao Zhenxiu’ made a great contribution.

What makes Wang Yan not satisfied is that there is no news about what he really needs.

However, the flow of people gradually became sparse for some unknown reason.

This made Wang Yan a little confused. Didn't it mean that the second floor of the ghost market lasted for half a month? Why did the number of people decrease so quickly?

The one-eyed middle-aged monk who had been busy at the stall next to him finally had time to sit down and take a rest, and soon started chatting with Wang Hao quite familiarly.

Hearing Wang Ba's doubts, the one-eyed middle-aged monk laughed and said:

"It seems that this is my first time here, so I don't know anything. On the second floor of this ghost market, Master Jindan holds a forum every day to lecture in the ghost market. You only need to pay some spiritual stones to go in and listen. At this time It must be that Master Jindan is giving a lecture, so the flow of people will decrease. After this Master finishes speaking, the flow of people will naturally increase again."

"That's it! Thank you fellow Taoist for clarifying my doubts."

Wang Bao repeatedly handed over his hands, and he couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

This ghost market actually does this. Although it is paid, it is more like a sect than some sects.

Anyway, in the Tianmen Sect, he had never heard of a real Jindan lecturer in the sect.

Of course there might be, but it’s just not open to leftist monks.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt itchy and unbearable.

Since he became a monk, he has almost always explored alone, and the only person who has given him guidance on practice is Zhao Feng.

I have never heard a lecture from Jin Dan.

He immediately put away his stall, spoke to the stall holder next to him, and walked in the direction pointed by him.

Soon I saw a large courtyard filled with people, and a real Jin Dan sitting high on it, speaking eloquently like a lotus flower.

But Wang Ba couldn't hear a sound.

"What's going on here?"

Wang Ba curiously grabbed a monk next to him and asked.

"Inside is 'Zhenren Yuji', who has entered the golden elixir realm in just one hundred and twenty years. Naturally, he is talking about how to practice quickly and break through the barriers."

The other party seems to be quite familiar with this.

When Wang Bao heard this, his heart moved. He could enter the golden elixir in one hundred and twenty years. This speed is indeed extremely amazing among casual cultivators.

After all, Master Yuji barely stayed in front of the bottleneck for too long, and smoothly rushed to the golden elixir realm.

For casual cultivators, this is really unbelievable.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious at the moment.

However, Wang Ba still cautiously inquired: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you go in?"

"hehe."

But the other party just smiled and didn't explain.

Seeing that Wang Hao couldn't find anything out from his questions, he went to the entrance of the courtyard, spent only 1 medium-grade spiritual stone, and successfully entered the formation.

But after listening for a while, Wang Yan regretted it.

I also understand why the person didn’t come in just now.

Just because Master Yuji advocated that monks take as many elixirs as possible that have significant effects but also have a lot of erysipelas. He even recommended taking several more pills to balance each other and fight poison with poison.

Here, in order to prove his methods and theories, he also analyzed the ingredients of the elixir in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, and what kind of reaction would occur after taking multiple elixirs together.

I have to say that his theory is indeed well-founded and has won the hearts of casual practitioners.

After all, casual cultivators are limited by conditions and most hope to use cheaper elixirs to achieve better results.

As for those elixirs with more serious erysipelas, the price is naturally much lower than ordinary elixirs.

Master Yuji provided them with theoretical basis and confidence, and the casual cultivators were naturally overjoyed.

And at the end, the most amazing move for Wang Ba came.

Master Yuji sat high on the platform and sighed with pity on his face:

"I, too, came here when you were here. To be honest with you, when I was cultivating like you, I was always worried about whether taking these pills would affect my ability to become the Nascent Soul Lord in the future... ...Haha, there is nothing wrong with this for the long term, but our casual cultivators have low qualifications, are precarious, and are despised by the sect. If we can't even take care of the immediate future, how can we take care of longer-term things?"

"Besides, now our Yan country, no, it should be several nearby countries, may be facing a big change!"

Master Yuji’s eyes were bright.

"Have you heard? The Wei State, which is separated from us by Qiao State and Xu State, was destroyed by a big force a few days ago!"

Upon hearing the news, the monks below were suddenly shocked and noisy.

"What? This happened?"

"Why have I never heard of it? The Wei State, that is a country that is not inferior to our Yan State!"

"What force did it? Could it be the Great Chu Dynasty?"

The world of spiritual practice has experienced ups and downs. It is normal for a sect to be destroyed, but it is extremely rare for a country to be destroyed.

Especially after the situation in the five dynasties of Yan in the north, Jin in the west, Chu in the south, Qi in the middle, and Wu in the southeast was stabilized, it was not uncommon for monks to massacre cities, but it was almost unheard of to destroy the country.

Moreover, although Wei State is separated from Yan State by two countries, monks from Wei State occasionally come here to trade, so Yan State does not know Wei State at all.

It is precisely because of this that these monks were even more shocked.

But Master Yuji sighed:

"You don't know? It's normal not to know. After all, your cultivation level is not enough, and you can't look at the entire world of cultivation from this corner of the Yan Kingdom. As far as I know, this force is called the Kingdom of the Ten Thousand Gods. It has long been It replaced the former Wu Dynasty, the overlord of the southeast, and even the Chu Dynasty suffered a lot from it."

"Now the momentum is becoming more and more fierce. Maybe in less than a hundred years, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods will go west and annex Qiao Kingdom, Xu Kingdom, and even our Yan Kingdom!"

"When the time comes, the sect is overthrown, and we, the already unbearable casual cultivators, may not even be able to stay in the Yan Kingdom, and will become homeless, wandering around other countries, and being despised by everyone in the world..."

After hearing Master Yuji's words, the courtyard suddenly became silent.

Except for a few people, everyone was shocked by the future described by Master Yuji.

More than a hundred years seems like a long time, but you must know that these are all foundation-building monks. According to the longevity of the foundation-building monks, many of you here may have the opportunity to see that day.

Wang Ba couldn't help but feel horrified.

He remembered that when Soul Searching Ji Lin was here, the Kingdom of the Gods seemed to have not yet expanded to the Wei Kingdom... No, there were still two or three countries away from the Wei Kingdom.

In less than ten years, the progress has been so rapid, which made Wang Hao truly realize the horror of Incense Road for the first time!

And he couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

At the rate of expansion of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods, it would not take more than a hundred years, but probably ten years at most, before it would be under the eyes of the monks of the Yan Kingdom.

As for Yan State, according to Zhao Feng, it is only one Song State away from Chen State!

In this way, in twenty years at most, Incense Road will occupy most of Fenglinzhou!

"At that time...even if Feng Linzhou is as big as Feng Linzhou, I'm afraid there won't be room for me!"

Wang Ba was horrified and moved.

And Master Yuji finally showed up, showing a compassionate and compassionate attitude:

"I know that it is not easy for us as casual practitioners, so I specially asked for many elixirs with outstanding effects from a friend who is an alchemist."

"I would like to say first that this elixir is highly poisonous, so please be careful when purchasing it."

"If anyone is interested, you can find my disciples..."

Suddenly some monks who were already panicked couldn't help but hand over the spirit stones.

And Wang Yan finally understood the other party's tactics.

Normal monks would never buy elixirs with strong erysipelas, and alchemists would generally treat them as useless elixirs and dispose of them.

But after Master Yuji's eloquent words and amplified anxiety, he successfully cut these loose cultivators like leeks.

Shaking his head secretly, Wang Hao quietly retreated.

Not only him, but also some discerning people or people who were always sensitive to spiritual stones also quietly left the yard.

Most of these people saw something fishy, ​​but no one dared to take the initiative to expose it.

Who can have such courage in front of Master Jin Dan?

With the end of Yuji's lecture.

The market suddenly became lively again.

Wang Ba also quickly returned to the original stall and set up the stall again.

However, after experiencing this wave of harvests from Master Yuji, Wang Yan clearly felt that some monks had become cash-strapped.

Walking to Wang Bao's stall, even though some late-stage foundation-building monks showed excitement, after asking the price, they could only leave sadly.

A monk in the late stage of foundation building can't even afford a pot of spiritual chicken essence worth forty middle-grade spiritual stones, which shows his embarrassment.

The stall owners around also complained.

But no one dared to mention the name of Yuji Zhenren.

Wang Ba sat there for a long time and only sold one pot of spiritual chicken essence. He was about to close the stall and go find Zhao Feng.

As a result, at this time, another monk who looked quite young saw the soul chicken essence sold by Wang Yan. He paused slightly and asked with a strange accent:

"I dare to ask my friend, what is the price of this spiritual chicken essence?"

"Forty yuan for a pot of medium-grade spiritual stones, no counter-offering."

Wang Hao said without even thinking.

The main reason was that there were too many inquiries, many counter-offers, and very few buyers. Wang Yan was too lazy to waste words and directly blocked other people's idea of ​​counter-offering.

Sure enough, when the young monk heard this, he subconsciously showed a look of embarrassment.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the sign next to Wang Hao, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Are you collecting spells here?"

Wang Ba did not look down on the other party when he heard this, and nodded: "But I don't want to collect all spells. It is best to have those related to the soul, and then some powerful spells related to the water attribute..."

But the young monk hurriedly said: "I have a 'skill of hating victory'. Is this okay?"

"The art of hating victory?"

Wang Ba was slightly startled when he heard this.

The so-called victory-weary technique is a technique that can be used to block others from cursing oneself, and conversely, can also be used to curse others.

It is relatively rare in the spiritual world.

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, then said: "Can you show it to me first?"

The young monk did not hesitate, rummaged in the storage bag for a while, and then took out a jade slip and a piece of gold paper.

"This is a rubbing, you can take a look."

Wang Ba immediately took it and looked at it briefly, and then he was pleasantly surprised.

It turns out that the real name of this ‘win-weary art’ is the ‘Hundred Lives and Soul-Desecrating Curse’.

There is no specific grade.

After sacrificing one hundred creatures of the same level as the subject, a curse can be placed on the soul of the subject.

This curse may not necessarily kill the other party, but it can linger on the other party's soul and cause it to continue to fall into various negative states.

On the contrary, if the recipient of the spell is the caster himself, then the curse will attach a layer of protection to the caster's soul. Once someone tries to attack the caster's soul, they will be contaminated by the curse and fall into continuous negative effects. status.

In short, it is a winning-weary technique that looks very tasteless at first glance.

After all, it can kill hundreds of creatures of the same level as the subject, but it can't kill them. It's like a loss to my grandma's family.

But Wang Yan was different.

As long as Lin Zhenxiu, who has occupied the body of Jia Fifteen, insists on sowing seeds, he will soon be able to harvest a batch of second-level spiritual chickens. In this way, he can gather a hundred creatures of the same level as him and add one to his soul. layer of protection.

Of course, this requires Lin Zhen to cultivate hard.

In addition, the psychic ghost loach is of a high level, and with its reproduction speed, it can also meet Wang Ba's needs.

"But it seems that after we return, we need to pay more attention to this Lin Zhenxiu."

Wang Hao thought secretly in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist, may I ask?"

At this time, the young monk asked nervously.

He also knew that the practicality of this spell was very low. It was okay at the low level, but at the foundation building stage, this victory-hating technique was almost useless. After all, where could he find so many creatures in the foundation building stage.

But what surprised him was that Wang Yan nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

After saying that, he handed him a pot of spirit chicken essence.

The young monk was immediately overjoyed, but after seeing so much spiritual chicken essence, he was still embarrassed and said: "This is really well deserved. This technique is not worth so much, but this is the only one I have here that can be effective on the soul." …”

Wang Ba smiled, feeling happy at the other party's sincerity. Moreover, he felt that it was rare to exchange a pot of spiritual chicken essence for a technique that suited him so well.

So he still insisted: "It's okay, just take it!"

Seeing that Wang Ba was not constrained by this, the young monk immediately smiled gratefully at Wang Ba.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Then he handed over the jade slips recording the "Hundred Lives and Soul-Desecrating Curse" to Wang Hao.

"How about... let me explain to fellow Taoists the key points of this technique?"

After hesitating for a while, the young monk still felt a little guilty and spoke hesitantly.

Wang Ba was a little surprised when he heard this, but since the other party took out this technique, he obviously had done some research on it, and he immediately smiled and said:

"This is of course the best, thank you, fellow Taoist."

"where."

The young monk simply sat next to Wang Yan and explained briefly.

The business at Wang Yan's stall was average, and there was nothing going on, so he listened carefully.

Later, I discovered that although this young monk looked young, his skills in magic were quite profound and well organized, and he was not like an ordinary casual cultivator.

After listening to it for a while, Wang Ba felt that he had gained a lot. Although he had not yet started practicing the "Hundred Lives Soul-Desecrating Curse", he already had a clue in his mind.

Then he also expressed some of his thoughts.

Soon, the two gradually began to discuss with each other, from the art of hating victory, to ordinary spells, to powerful spells.

The more we talk, the more speculative it becomes.

Both Wang Ba and the young monks felt that their horizons had been greatly broadened.

And this young monk also accidentally revealed his identity.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, are you a monk from the Wei sect? How could you..."

Wang Hao's face was full of surprise, but when he thought of what Yuji said before, he suddenly understood.

Obviously, if the Wei Kingdom was destroyed, the sect would naturally cease to exist. As a monk of the sect, he would naturally have no choice but to live in another country.

The young monk's face was full of bitterness:

"Alas, those incense monks from the Kingdom of the Ten Thousand Gods are really astonishing. Although I have not been to the front line, I have heard that they can easily destroy a country in just three or four years!"

"The monks of our sect, except for me and other young monks with good qualifications who were left as the seeds of the sect's revival, the entire sect participated in the resistance against the Kingdom of All Gods. However..."

"Golden elixir, Nascent Soul...even in front of them, there is no way to escape!"

"Is there no way to stop them?"

Seeing the pain in the young monk's eyes, Wang Yan couldn't help but frown.

"No."

The young monk shook his head and said sadly: "The sect master once said that the entire Feng Linzhou, the civil strife in Da Chu, and the shortness of breath in Da Qi, it is really difficult to stop the pace of the Kingdom of the Gods."

"If there really are, I'm afraid there are only two that are the most promising."

Wang Yan couldn't help but asked curiously: "Which two?"

"The Great Yan in the North, and...the Great Jin in the West!"