Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Yes, I just got the news yesterday."

Deacon Li's face didn't look good.

"It is said that some villains broke into Mr. Sun's mansion in the middle of the night and brutally killed him! Mr. Sun's more than ten concubines and servants were also spared. They died in a miserable way!"

"The strange thing is that the sect discovered that there were several spiritual stones and mundane belongings in Mr. Sun's bedroom, but the villains did not take them away."

Wang Ba was shocked when he heard that. Thinking of Mr. Sun's care for him when he first came to the villa, he couldn't help but question:

"Deacon Li, this shouldn't be the case! Mr. Sun has reached the ninth level of the "Physical Strengthening Sutra" and his strength is nearly a thousand kilograms more than that of an ordinary person. Who among ordinary gangsters can touch him?"

Deacon Li hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Based on the situation at the scene, it is suspected that...someone from the cultivator took action."

"A practicing person? An Immortal? But why would an Immortal take action against Mr. Sun?"

Wang Hao was shocked, and the first thing he thought of was the golden piece of paper that recorded the "Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra" left to him by Mr. Sun before he left.

"I don't know."

Deacon Li shook his head and said: "But no matter what, Mr. Sun is also the deacon of our sect. The sect will definitely not give up and will definitely get to the bottom of it!"

"If you know anything, please remember to tell me."

"Yes Yes!"

Wang Ba nodded repeatedly.

Deacon Li didn't seem to have the time to chat with Wang Yan. After taking inventory, he hurriedly left with the rare chickens and eggs offered.

He didn't even inspect the situation in the villa.

On the contrary, the specially hidden ones Jia 1 to Jia 6 were lonely.

Wang Ba fell into deep thought.

Mr. Sun died suddenly, and it is suspected that a practitioner took action. Was it accidental or deliberate?

If it's by chance, that's all.

If it was intentional, why?

Have a grudge?

Or...for that piece of gold paper?

If it was really for the gold paper, Mr. Sun had stayed in the sect for fifty years, and only a few months after returning to his hometown, someone got the news and came to visit him, which meant that the other party attached great importance to this gold paper.

And with the methods used by practitioners, Mr. Sun, a mortal, would probably not be able to hide his secrets.

That is to say...

The other party is likely to already know of his existence!

Wang Yan, who realized this, turned a little pale instantly.

Because this means that if he wants to form a sect, it will be very dangerous!

The other party will definitely guard him just like he guarded Mr. Sun!

Of course, this guess is not so accurate, and may even be Wang Yan's own unfounded worries to a large extent.

Moreover, Wang Yan is not actually planning to leave the sect in the short term.

But he had always been cautious, and this incident still took root in his heart.

"If you don't have spiritual roots, you will never leave the sect!"

In the following days, he simply performed the longevity breakthrough on all the remaining sixteen male rare chickens in one go.

After that, he would absorb the life essence, kill and eat them one by one.

Although most of the spiritual energy in the spiritual chicken is wasted, there is still a lot of spiritual energy that is transformed into the power of the Yin God under the influence of visualizing the Yin God.

In the Yin Shen Mansion, the second and third drops gradually condensed.

As Yin Shen's power grew, his observation of spiritual energy became more and more subtle.

It could be vaguely seen that among the twenty rare chickens that he had fed with spiritual stones, some seemed to have stronger spiritual energy, while others had not changed much.

They were fed the same food, but there was such a difference. It was obvious that the blood of these rare chickens was richer.

With limited resources, Wang Yan simply gave up some of the ones that had little change, leaving only six that performed well. He fed the spirit stone powder again, implanted the tendon-cutting nematodes, and waited quietly.

In this way, three months passed in a flash.

Lao Hou gasped and helped Wang Yan carry the chicken ingredients to the villa.

"worn out!"

"Have you heard? Those young immortals from the sect participated in some kind of conference before, but I heard that our sect came in last!"

Lao Hou would still chat with Wang Yan every day when delivering chicken feed.

However, today's topic aroused Wang Yan's interest: "I haven't heard of this. Doesn't it mean that our Dongsheng Sect is very strong?"

"Who knows!"

Lao Hou shook his head and said: "To be strong, I heard that a big shot in the sect and an elder from the 'Tianmen Sect' got into action a few days ago. Guess what happened? Hey! I was seriously injured! So I I think the ones taught by Tianmen are stronger!”

"Shh!"

Wang Hao quickly raised his index finger in front of his lips.

He had also heard about the Tianmen Sect many times from Lao Hou. It was said to be a good sect that cared about the suffering of the grassroots. It suddenly appeared in recent years, but it was very mysterious.

But as the momentum gradually grew, there seemed to be some discord with several local sects.

More specifically, Lao Hou didn't know much about his status.

It's just that recently from Lao Hou's words, it can be seen that he seems to have a good impression of this Tianmen Sect.

But no matter what, praising another sect that is not harmonious within a sect, especially when one is just a handyman, is really too sinister.

However, Wang Ba's cautious attitude was unexpectedly met with Lao Hou's nonchalant look:

"How can the immortals have time to listen to our farts here!"

"They don't care about us low-life handymen! Anyway, we are all guys who will never develop spiritual roots."

"Can you never develop your spiritual roots?"

Wang Yan sensitively captured the key words in Lao Hou's mouth.

"Don't you know?"

Lao Hou sneered: "We were deceived by the sect!"

"Have you also practiced the "Physical Strengthening Sutra"? Hey! That's all a lie!"

"This thing, if you can't reach the tenth level within three years, there will be no hope for the rest of your life!"

"Three years?!"

Wang Hao was stunned, how could he complete it in three years?

He knew very well that the methods in this Sutra of Strengthening the Body were all based on hard work and could not be neglected in the slightest.

Unless someone like him has the ability to carry longevity, as long as the longevity is sufficient, there is hope.

Otherwise, a thousand years may not be enough, let alone just three years.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but question: "Lao Hou, who did you hear these things from?"

"Of course it's the Immortal Association...cough!"

Lao Hou suddenly looked a little unnatural, as if he realized that he had let it slip, and he prevaricated: "Hey, this is not a secret, many people know it!"

"Okay, I have to deliver chicken feed! Let's talk tomorrow."

After saying that, he hurriedly jumped into the car and drove away in the donkey cart.

"The Immortal Association?"

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes.

For some reason, the plump figure of Deacon Li flashed through his mind.

A few more days passed.

Wang Ba looked at the two rare chickens that were gradually transforming into spiritual chickens in front of him with surprise, and he was overjoyed.

"It's finally done!"

"My assumption is correct!"

After spending thirty-two low-grade spiritual stones and three gourds of tendon-cutting nematodes, he finally cultivated two spiritual chickens on his own!

Although it has not completely transformed yet, as long as it is carefully raised, it will be transformed successfully in a short time.

And this also means that with this method as a cover, he can finally mass-produce spiritual chickens with confidence.

Anyway, it can be attributed to this cultivation method.

Ten days later.

Deacon Li arrived as scheduled, with a look of surprise on his plump face:

"You actually bred a spiritual chicken?"

"And there are two of them!"

Wang Yan is still modest and cautious:

"I would also like to thank you, deacon, for borrowing the book for me. It happened to contain the method of breeding spiritual chickens. I learned a lot after studying it. After several attempts, I was lucky enough to breed these two."

It is not advisable to show weakness. Appropriate display of one's talents can also make the sect take one more seriously.

It is also convenient for me to mass-produce spiritual chickens and harvest longevity.

So he deliberately sacrificed both of them.

After all, one may be a coincidence, but if two are cultivated at the same time, it cannot be explained by coincidence.

Deacon Li also thought the same thing.

And as a deacon, he knew more information.

In fact, this book "Bi Tan Tan" is not a secret among the sect, and many people have read it.

But the request for the rare chicken to transform into a spiritual chicken basically scares everyone away.

Just kidding, how much is a spiritual chicken worth? The spiritual stones you spend cultivating one spiritual chicken are enough to buy two to three hundred!

This also makes the method of transforming rare chickens into spiritual chickens useless.

Most of the soul chickens on the market are obtained through breeding rather than cultivation.

It was precisely because he knew this that he realized Wang Yan's value more deeply.

Thoughts were flowing rapidly in my mind, and I soon had an idea.

He immediately raised his hand and grabbed Wang Yan's arm, and said solemnly:

"Brother, this matter of yours is very important. I will report it to the sect immediately!"

"But the sect is recruiting new members this year. The elders are all busy, so I'm afraid there may not be any news soon."

"But don't worry, your benefits will be indispensable!"

"By the way, it's best not to spread the news about you cultivating spiritual chickens everywhere, you know?"

After that, he hurriedly left with the two spiritual chickens.

"The sect is recruiting new people?"

Wang Hao was thoughtful.

There are generally two ways to join a sect. One is to take the initiative to join the sect, and the other is to wait until the sect recruits new members.

Wang Ba took the former path.

But what is helpless is that he has no spiritual roots, so he can only settle for the next best thing and spend money to find connections to work as a handyman.

Nearly ten months have passed in a flash, and now that I think about it, I feel like I am suddenly separated from this world.

Weiwei sighed for a while, but Wang Yan didn't think much about it. Now that he had shown his value to the sect through the channels of Deacon Li, he could go to the market to collect rare chickens with peace of mind.

This time, he was ready to rush forward with the "Strength Body Sutra" in one go!