Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Rebuking rumors?"

In the teahouse, the monks who were drinking tea and exchanging news suddenly stopped.

The speaker was a middle-aged casual cultivator who was at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining, but he seemed to have more money than the average tenth-level Qi refining cultivator. He was also wearing a first-class defensive magic weapon.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he was not at all embarrassed and said with joy:

"The palace master of Zhenling Palace said that Zhang Zhenjun was indeed injured before, but he has already recovered and is practicing in seclusion."

"In three to five years at most, Mr. Zhang will be out of isolation, and everyone will stop spreading rumors."

Hearing this, the teahouse suddenly burst into laughter.

"Do you believe this too?"

"If Zhang Daobai was really fine, why didn't he come out during the funeral in Zhenling Palace? The three Jindan masters died!"

"You can't even show your face, how dare you say everything is fine?"

"That's right, everyone from the other three major sects was there at that time, and he didn't come out. I'm afraid he was just afraid of being seen out..."

Of course, not all of them were scoffing. Some people couldn't help but support it:

"You can't say that. Since the master of the Zhenling Palace has said that he will definitely leave seclusion in three to five years, the master of the palace will not lie. Otherwise, everyone will be slapped in the face."

"If you ask me, I'm afraid Zhang Daobai's injury has not healed yet, so he deliberately left a buffer time."

The monks had different opinions, and Wang Yan was also thoughtful.

Both statements were reasonable, but it was difficult for him to judge at the moment.

At this time, a female cultivator who didn’t know the whole story couldn’t help but said curiously:

"This Dao Bai is the True Lord of Nascent Soul. There should be no one in the Yan Kingdom who can be his opponent. Why did he suddenly suffer such serious injuries?"

"Haha, Taoist friend is probably from outside Yan country, right?"

A monk said with a smile: "Speaking of this, we have to mention Linglong Ghost Market. Decades ago, our Linglong Ghost Market was first built not long ago, and it also gained quite a reputation among our casual cultivators. We don’t know where Zhenling Palace was offended, so Zhang Zhenjun personally took action and broke into the ghost market. We don’t know what happened in the middle, but the result was that Zhang Daobai retreated in a hurry. From then on, he hid in Zhenling Palace. In the palace, he was almost there, and since then, there have been rumors that he was seriously injured at the hands of the one from Linglong Ghost Market."

However, his words immediately caused a chuckle from a foundation-building monk in blue who had not spoken much before.

"Haha, your news is all based on old history. A good friend of mine is making a living in Zhenling Palace and has many contacts with the disciples of the sect. He told me personally that Zhang Daobai has been out frequently in the past 20 to 30 years. It was about nine years ago that he suddenly stopped showing up. It is said that at that time, members of the Da Chu royal family personally came to recruit Zhang Daobai to go to the front line, but they failed in the end. I estimate that Zhang Daobai's injury is indeed not serious."

"But it's not clear why he was injured."

Upon hearing this secret, the monks in the teahouse immediately pricked up their ears.

When Wang Bao heard this, he only felt that this Dao Bai might not be injured after all.

Maybe he is practicing some mysterious magic or getting some great opportunity. This is possible.

"In this way, if Zhang Daobai is not injured, the current actions of the three major sects may be in vain..."

"However, since the three major sects have been able to establish themselves to this day, none of the senior officials must be stupid. If they are not completely sure, they will not really take action."

But it is no exaggeration to say that the situation in Yan State now depends on the safety of Zhang Daobai.

If Zhang Daobai dies, the three major sects of the Yan Kingdom will inevitably set off a major reshuffle to redistribute the resources of the Yan Kingdom.

On the contrary, the current stable situation will continue.

No matter how unwilling the three major sects are, they can only hold it in.

To be honest, Wang Yan really hoped that Zhang Daobai would be safe and sound.

At least he is alive. Even if the Yan Kingdom is in turmoil, its intensity will most likely be controlled within a small area.

"By the way, Senior Zhao, you said last time that you were using Spirit Chicken Essence. Can you give me a place in the singing club? I heard that Spirit Chicken Essence is good for breakthroughs, and I also want to buy some for use."

A dark-faced Qi Refining Realm monk who had some impression on Wang Ba carefully squeezed his way between the tables in the teahouse and sat next to Wang Ba.

Seeing this person, Wang Hao suddenly looked a little strange, but when he heard the other person's words, he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise:

"The quota for the singing club? This..."

Before he could finish speaking, the foundation-building monk in blue at the table next to him who spoke not long ago couldn't help but laugh, and casually pointed at the black-faced monk:

"Don't make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Zhao. Let's not say that Fellow Daoist Zhao practices hard every day and rarely goes out. This may not be the case. Even if it is, I'm afraid he probably can't make the decision."

"After all, this Lingji Essence can only be found in Shanli Singyi. There is no semicolon. Unless you have a strong net worth, you will not be invited. This quota is only given by others. Do you think anyone can get it? .”

When the black-faced monk heard this, he immediately showed a sly smile.

"That's because I was rude... I only have three melons and two dates, so it seems I have no hope."

"It's good to know that the spirit chicken essence is really a bit of a luxury for you Qi Refining Realm monks. I'm still reluctant to buy it."

The monk in blue sighed: "When I was in the Qi Refining Realm, I thought that it would be better to build the foundation. But after building the foundation, I found that I was still very poor. It is really difficult without skills. Alas, I don't know when it will end."

His eyes swept over Wang Hao, but he couldn't help but have a strange look on his face:

"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Zhao, who has never participated in market transactions, could not only get a place in the Shanli Singing Club, but also use the essence of the spiritual chicken. In the past, he had underestimated fellow Taoist."

"Haha, fellow Taoist Mu is too modest."

Regarding the sourness in this man's words, Wang Hao casually responded with a few words, then picked up the tea and started to sip it gently.

He doesn't care too much about what these people think, even if they are foundation-building monks.

But in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder if there were any omissions in He Wen Yong's plan soon.

When the monk in blue saw this, he felt slighted, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

However, he was afraid of Wang Yan's unknown strength, so he did not dare to show his emotions.

Few casual cultivators who can survive to build a foundation will be impulsive because of a moment of anger.

The monks chatted among themselves again.

The black-faced monk didn't get the result he wanted, so he returned to the previous table.

But just then.

The teahouse suddenly became quiet.

Faintly, the monks in the teahouse seemed to hear a vague and restless sound coming from outside.

Soon, this restless sound quickly amplified in the monks' ears and became clear.

"...Run quickly!"

"The monks from the sect are here!"

"It's Xuli Zong!"

"There is an air-locking formation on it!"

Just for a moment.

The expressions of everyone in the teahouse changed suddenly!

Soon, the figures of casual cultivators fleeing in a hurry disappeared from the door of the teahouse.

Wang Yan couldn't help but his face darkened. His consciousness swept out, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.

"One of the two late stages of foundation building is suspected to be close to completion."

"Sixteen early and middle stages of foundation building..."

He immediately flashed and was the first to fly out of the teahouse.

The monk in blue behind him felt his eyes dazzled as Wang Yan disappeared from sight, and a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"What a speed!"

"This person named Zhao is not simple!"

The blue-clothed monk's thoughts were racing, but he didn't have time to think too much and flew out quickly.

At this moment, Wang Hao's consciousness has been released as much as possible.

He saw dozens of monks from the Xuli Sect in the sky looking down from a high position, with cold and joking expressions on their faces.

Seeing the gathering place of casual cultivators, hundreds of casual cultivators fled in all directions as if a disaster was imminent.

However, the entire gathering of casual cultivators did not notice Bu Chan's aura.

Wang Ba felt relieved. It would be a good thing if Bu Chan was not around. In this way, if something happened later, he could escape without any worries.

Bu Chan has a transmission talisman in his hand, so there is no need to worry about not finding it.

He quickly flew towards his home.

But at this moment.

There was a sudden buzz in the sky!

Suddenly, Wang Hao felt alert and stopped suddenly!

call out!

A ray of sword light fell less than three inches in front of Wang Ba, exploding a huge deep trench.

If he hadn't stopped just now, he might have been stabbed by the sword light!

"Everyone, stay where you are and don't move!"

"Don't worry! We are not here to embarrass you, we are just here to prevent demon cultivators from outside the Yan Kingdom from lurking here."

"This is also for your safety."

"Of course, there will be ugly talk ahead. If anyone dares to disobey, don't blame us for being ruthless."

In the sky, one of the two late stage foundation builders smiled leisurely.

The sound spread throughout the gathering place of casual cultivators.

At the same time, a monk from the Zunxu Li Sect, relying on his ability to fly, had already landed nearby, blocking the way for the casual cultivators to escape.

The entire gathering place for casual cultivators suddenly became quiet, as if frozen.

Wang Hao's spiritual consciousness swept over and saw the casual cultivators standing frozen in place, not daring to move at all, just like the gathering place of casual cultivators controlled by Huifeng Valley before.

"It seems that the casual cultivators of Yan Kingdom have been beaten and frightened..."

Wang Ba sighed secretly in his heart.

In the past, the scattered cultivators of the Chen Kingdom, even though they had been tortured by the Incense Dao and the Tianmen Sect, still gathered in Qianyu Lake and dared to confront the Incense Dao across the bank.

In comparison, the casual cultivators in the Yan Kingdom rarely had the consciousness to resist and allowed themselves to be bullied by the sect cultivators.

But at this moment, no one is escaping. If he is the only one to escape, I am afraid that he will be immediately besieged by all the monks of the Xuli Sect.

It would be fine if all the spiritual beasts were on him right now. He might not dare to fight against these monks.

It's just that in order to facilitate the cultivation of King Wu Yuan and Jia Shiwu, he didn't bring it with him before. There were only some spirit beasts in the spirit beast bag.

But he still had some confidence in his heart. If he couldn't do it anymore, he rushed into his home, barely resisted for a while with the incomplete third-level defense formation, and then directly activated the teleportation talisman to escape from this place immediately. However, he was unwilling to do so unless he had to. .

After all, Bu Chan is probably not far away. If he does this, he will easily miss Bu Chan.

For now, he can only act according to circumstances.

And at the same time.

The Xuli Sect monks have fallen from mid-air.

His expression was relaxed, and only a few rays of defensive talismans were symbolically lit up on his body, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Don't move. After we search, if there are no problems, we won't do anything to you. Don't be impulsive, or you will lose your life!"

A foundation-building monk from the Xuli Sect spoke up.

Immediately, some monks from the Xuli Sect appeared next to them and began to interrogate each of the casual cultivators.

Wang Hao had a keen ear and soon heard many questions from the Xuli Sect. Most of them asked where he lived, whether he was related to Huifeng Valley, Danlongmen, Zhenling Palace, whether he was related to some monks of various arts, etc. wait.

"It seems that people from the Xuli Sect have also begun to take action."

Wang Hao was thoughtful.

Before returning to the Wind Valley, they began to investigate the casual cultivators and secretly search for the cultivators of various arts. The Xuli Sect was in the Yan Kingdom, second only to the Zhenling Palace in power and strength, so naturally it would not lag too far behind.

But soon, he noticed that there was another group of Suli Sect monks at the same time, and he broke into the houses of the casual monks.

Most of the houses of casual cultivators are equipped with defensive measures.

However, under the forcible demolition by the Xuli Sect's foundation-building monks, almost all of them were easily cracked.

After the ringing of bells, these Xuli Sect monks walked out of the house either satisfied or cursing.

Although monks keep most of their wealth in storage bags, most of the things that assist their practice are kept within easy reach of their residences.

Obviously these monks did not have the habit of running away empty-handed, and these things were all taken away easily.

Some monks who had not had time to escape from their houses were also pushed out and awaited questioning.

Wang Ba's heart suddenly sank.

There are still a large number of spiritual beasts in his home.

Once the formation is broken by these people, I'm afraid...

Wang Ba could not imagine that all the spiritual beasts he had worked so hard to cultivate would fall into the hands of these monks.

Not only will these spirit beasts be lost, but I, who owns so many spirit beasts, may also be targeted immediately, and I am afraid that I will be even more passive by then.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao's heart finally felt cold.

His eyes swept across vaguely.

But he didn't make the slightest move, he just watched quietly as several Xuli Sect monks searched one by one, and finally gradually approached his house.

"This house is so big, it seems to belong to a foundation-building monk..."

Several Xuli Sect monks stood in front of Wang Ba's house, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Compared to the monks in the Qi Refining realm who can't make three melons and two dates, the foundation-building monks undoubtedly have a lot more money.

Even if they are restricted by the requirements from above and cannot directly rob the belongings of casual cultivators, if they take advantage of this time to search the residences of casual cultivators and make some money, the higher-ups will probably turn a blind eye.

After all, how can the habits of so many years be changed so quickly.

And after holding it for almost ten years, who can be willing to do it without searching for it?

At that moment, several people controlled the magic weapons specially used to break the formation, preparing to try to break it.

Not far away, Wang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Under his cover, the mana quietly began to gather.

The outside of the third-level formation was changed by his spell, and it looked no different from an ordinary second-level formation.

But once these people start to break the formation, they will immediately notice that something is wrong.

And this time was his only chance to take action.

However, just when the disciples of the Xuli Sect activated their magic weapons and were about to start breaking the formation, the formation outside Wang Hao's house suddenly trembled slightly and quickly converged.

A figure pushed open the door and appeared unexpectedly in front of several people.

Wang Ba was startled for a moment.

"Bu Chan?"

"She has gone home?"

Bu Chan had the same authority as him. If she opened the formation, she did not need Wang Hao's consent, and because the formation was incomplete, Wang Hao could not detect it.

I think when Wang Ba went out to drink tea in the teahouse before, Bu Chan had already returned home.

At this moment, he probably noticed something moving outside, so he opened the formation and came out to take a look.

Wang Hao's heart suddenly tightened.

It's enough to open the formation, but doesn't this expose a large number of spiritual beasts in the formation?

However, when his consciousness swept over, he was surprised to see that all the spiritual beasts within the range of the formation, the chicken coops, and the second-level movable spiritual field planted with Thousand God Trees, had disappeared without a trace. There was no trace, not even the grains appeared on Bu Chan's shoulders.

On the huge grassland, there is only an ordinary spiritual field planted with several first-order spiritual plants.

Facing the questioning eyes of the Xuli Sect monks, Bu Chan stood in front of the door, his face calm and collected, and there was no trace of panic on his face:

"What do you want?"