Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Wang Yan confirmed that no one he knew or met had the same characteristics as the monk just now.

The head is huge and the face is weird.

The only one who is similar in appearance is the puppet monk from Daoshengzhou whom I met when I was in Xihai Kingdom.

But the feeling this person gave him was completely different from that of monk Dao Shengzhou.

"It shouldn't be someone from the sect. Could it be from the Changsheng Sect?"

In Wang Hao's mind, such thoughts flashed away.

Li Yingfu on the side also looked at Wang Hao with a solemn expression:

"The right protector... I'm afraid this person's origin is not simple."

Wang Yan nodded and said:

"It should have been attracted by the Taoji that appeared in the Forest Kingdom before... It has nothing to do with us. Let's go to the Ten Thousand Curses Gate first."

"Yes, then these people..."

Li Yingfu immediately looked at the five people who were forcibly bound by his magic power.

Wang Hao swept away the grievances on several people, and then said softly: "In my chicken farm, there are still a few leaders missing..."

"The leader?"

Li Yingfu was a little confused. In the chicken farm, shouldn't there be a shortage of people who feed and clean?

However, he understood what Wang Ba meant and quickly arrested the five people.

In the carriage, there was a sudden suction.

The five people disappeared instantly.

"Let's go."

Wang Ba glanced at the tree crown below intentionally or unintentionally, and then lowered the carriage curtain.

Li Yingfu also glanced down, snorted lightly, and then got into the carriage.

Soon, Lou Yi, who had just got into the carriage, got out again, drove the triangular rhino again, and flew away into the distance.

below.

Under the canopy.

The scar-faced monk was already soaked all over now!

The stiff face couldn't help but reveal a hint of deep fear.

"It turns out to be from the Wanxiang Sect!"

"I almost hit the iron plate! Fortunately, Huang Shuping and the others went in first... I used to think that the people from the Wanxiang Sect were easy to talk to, but I didn't expect that Huang Shuping and the others were captured immediately!"

"Also! These people from the Wanxiang Sect must have seen me just now!"

The wealthy young man Pan Laoer beside him was also sweating coldly at this moment.

I just feel like my magic power is a bit out of control.

Not daring to raise his head, he just asked in a low voice:

"Blind man, are they all gone?"

"Go, go."

The voice that was already low and dry became even drier now.

Blind Man Ba ​​crossed the gap between the leaves and stared into the distance with a trace of awe on his face.

Hearing what Blind Ba said, Pan Laoer gritted his teeth and looked at the monk with the scarred face:

"Boss Dai, the north is no longer safe! We can't stay in Sen Country anymore! We have to change places!"

The burnt-faced monk had no expression on his face, but his eyes showed emotion. However, he immediately slid down from the tree crown with some embarrassment, stood on the branch of the tree, and said in a deep voice:

"If we don't stay in the Sen Kingdom, where can we go? To the west, I heard that the Li Kingdom is even more evil and the blood disaster is very fierce! The Xiang Kingdom and the Fu Kingdom in the north are close to Dayan, and it is even more uneasy!"

"If that doesn't work, let's go to the countries near the sea in the south."

Pan Laoer looked determined: "Although the spiritual energy there is not as rich as that of Sen Country, few monks go there... Our practice may not necessarily make much progress, but at least we can save one life."

"South..."

The burnt-scarred monk thought for a moment and couldn't help but get excited:

"Then go to the south! After all, we are also golden elixirs. When we get there, we might be able to call ourselves ancestors!"

"What do you think?"

He looked at the other people.

Naturally, the few foundation-building monks did not dare to have any objections.

Pan Laoer also raised his hands in approval.

The scar-faced monk then looked at Blind Man Ba.

But he saw the blind man opened his dark eyes, staring straight at not far away.

What confused the scar-faced monk was that the direction the blind man was looking was not at the sky, but... behind everyone.

"Ba blind man, what are you looking at!"

The scar-faced monk couldn't help but curse.

But he immediately felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

The scar-faced monk was shocked and turned around suddenly.

However, he saw shadowy figures slowly emerging from the depths of the forest.

His consciousness subconsciously explored it.

But he was surprised to find that he could not see the roots of these figures at all.

Without any hesitation, he flew upwards in an instant!

Not only him, Pan Laoer, who was also extremely vigilant, even took off one step earlier than him.

But the next moment.

The monk with the scarred face suddenly stared at him!

"not good!"

Above the tree crown, a figure completely shrouded in black appeared.

Facing his escape, the figure gently raised his hand.

next moment.

The monk with the scarred face felt his eyes go dark.

The whole world darkened.

The forest is still the same forest.

Silence and silence.

The brief exchange just now was like a wave in the sea, disappearing quickly.

Only a few low and rapid sounds remained:

"...Take them all away."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

…

"The Ten Thousand Curses Sect is second to none among the three sects, two strongholds and one sect of the Sen Kingdom. Nearly half of the monks in its sect practice curses. It is extremely rare in the entire Fenglin Continent. In the past, there was also a master in the Wei Kingdom. The sect that practices curses is rumored to be inextricably linked to the Ten Thousand Curses Sect... However, as the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods conquered the Wei Kingdom a few decades ago, this sect also lost its inheritance."

In the carriage.

Li Yingfu told everyone what he knew.

"Protector Li, doesn't our sect also have this method of incantation?"

Zhou Lue on the side asked curiously.

"Of course there are spells, but they are all sporadic spells collected by the seniors in the sect. They are not systematic. Many of them are popular products on the market. This is not the case with the spells of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect. They are self-contained. , and is relatively complete, each generation can cultivate one or two Nascent Soul monks, which is very difficult in a small country."

Li Yingfu explained.

Wang Yan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard that the Ten Thousand Curs Sect could cultivate Nascent Soul monks every generation.

Among small countries, no matter in terms of resources, environment, skills, etc., they are far inferior to those of large countries.

And all aspects are controlled and squeezed by big powers.

So much so that there is an extremely exaggerated gap in the monks that the two can cultivate.

It is no exaggeration to say that the combined strength of all the Jindan and Nascent Soul monks of all the sects in a small country is probably about the same as that of a mid-level inheritance from the Wanxiang Sect.

But conversely, a small country's sect can stably maintain Nascent Soul monks in every generation, which also shows that this sect's inheritance must be outstanding.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan became more and more excited:

"Protector Li, how long does it take to reach the Ten Thousand Curses Gate?"

Li Yingfu heard this and his consciousness dispersed, and soon a smile appeared on his face.

"I have already seen the boundary marker of Ten Thousand Curses Gate, it shouldn't be too far away."

Wang Hao curiously opened the car curtain and looked outside.

But I saw that the forest that was originally dense and endless had gradually become sparse here.

The black earth beneath the trees can be vaguely seen.

Not long after, as the carriage moved forward leisurely, I soon saw a huge blue-black stone monument standing at the end of the horizon, reaching straight into the sky, like a stick of incense.

On this stone tablet, there are a few large and upright characters engraved:

‘The Gate of Ten Thousand Curses’.

As we got closer to the Ten Thousand Curses Gate, more and more monks came and went.

Wang Ba also saw the figures of several monks flying past the surroundings in a hurry.

It's just that everyone has a tacit understanding, keeping a distance from each other, and not easily visiting with their spiritual consciousness.

"Because the Ten Thousand Curses Sect is good at conjuring, they often make some spell talismans and magic tools for sale. Now that there are many monks here in Senguo, the business of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect is getting better and better."

Li Yingfu said with emotion.

Wang Hao nodded, not unfamiliar with this.

I still remember the first battle I experienced in my life, which was the confrontation between Dongsheng Sect and Tianmen Sect.

Elder Qin, the former evil leader of Dongsheng Sect, used the "Floating Curse" of the Ten Thousand Curs Sect to kill another rebellious Jindan monk.

The other party was unaware of it before.

It can be seen that the incantation method of this Ten Thousand Curses Sect is indeed unique.

No wonder people come to buy it.

But thinking of this, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart:

"Where did those people from Dongsheng Sect go after that?"

"The Tianmen Sect was destroyed, and they never came back."

"Also, what's going on with Ye Lingyu now?"

In his mind, another innocent figure in purple appeared.

He had no other thoughts about this girl.

But every time I think of the other person, I remember the few times I met him.

Thinking of those extremely difficult years...

He shook his head lightly without leaving any trace.

Elder Qin had deliberately tried to seize the body of Ye Lingyu, but now that so many years have passed, he may have succeeded in seizing the body.

Even if he had the ability to stop it now, it would be of no use.

Thinking of this, he immediately prepared to lower the car curtain.

However, at this moment, Wang Hao suddenly looked startled.

His eyes looked not far away with some disbelief.

"What a coincidence?"

There, three figures were sitting cross-legged on a flying boat, also flying towards the Ten Thousand Curses Sect.

Slightly faster than the Triceratops Rhinoceros.

Sensing Wang Hao's gaze, the middle-aged monk in the middle of the three figures, wearing a gray robe, with gray temples and a slightly haggard face, immediately raised his eyes to look at Wang Hao warily.

Seeing an unfamiliar young face, I was slightly surprised, but the alertness on his face did not disappear.

The monk on the side noticed the strangeness of the middle-aged monk and quickly whispered:

"Sect Master, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged monk looked at the carriage that was slowly being thrown behind him and the early-stage Jindan monk driving the carriage. He was silent for a while, then shook his head and said:

"It's nothing... don't talk for a while. I'll go negotiate with the people from the Ten Thousand Curses Sect."

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, a wax-faced monk couldn't help but said:

"Sect Master, how can we negotiate this? We have to provide him with so many spiritual stones every year at the Ten Thousand Curses Sect! Where can we find the resources to raise new disciples? The achievements of my good deeds room cannot be exchanged for spiritual stones. ! In the end, they are still going up! If you ask me, we should not have come to this Lao Shi Zi Sen country in the first place..."

"Junior Brother Gao! Don't talk nonsense!"

On the other side, an old man couldn't help but scolded in a low voice.

The middle-aged monk gently stopped the other party, with a gloomy look on his face:

"Junior Brother Hui, please let Junior Brother Gao say that I, Ji Lan, can't stand up to you, ruined the foundation of our ancestors, and even caused everyone to leave their homes and come to this forest country to suffer."

The middle-aged monk's words made the wax-faced monk just now look ashamed:

"Sect Master, I'm stupid. You should know that I don't mean this... Tianmen Sect has been destroyed. We have a way to go back. Why hang ourselves in this forest country?"

"If we hadn't spent a lot of spiritual stones to open up a new sect in this forest country, we might have collected enough resources for you to step into Nascent Soul now..."

The old man suddenly frowned and interrupted:

"Junior Brother Gao, I have said this many times. Although the Tianmen Sect is gone, the Ming Yuan Shen has also escaped, and the local spiritual veins have long been divided up by the other four sects. When we go back, we will only find a bare land. The Sect Master’s decision was not wrong.”

"But is it okay to be in Mori Country?"

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help but said:

"If we establish a sect here, isn't it just a matter of cutting our flesh slowly with a knife and waiting for the Wanju Sect to eat us alive?"

"Go back. At least we still have friendship with the other four sects. If we don't go back, we will be eaten up by them sooner or later!"

Listening to the words of monk surnamed Gao, the middle-aged monk was slightly silent, but he just sighed and said with a tired look:

"I know what Junior Brother Gao means... Now, let's get over this hurdle first."

"But……"

The monk surnamed Gao was about to argue, but was suddenly stopped by the old man.

The middle-aged monk noticed this scene, but he didn't want to say anything and closed his eyes tiredly.

The monk surnamed Gao looked at the old man dissatisfied:

"Senior Brother Hui, why are you holding me back? Why do we need to make sacrifices to Mori State anymore? We might as well just leave..."

The old man glanced at the middle-aged monk and sighed:

"Stop talking. You only care about what you can see in front of you, but the sect master has to consider more. Are you really the only smart person? Okay! Listen to the sect master later and don't make any noise."

Hearing the old man's words, the monk surnamed Gao opened his mouth, but in the end he could only close it again, full of grievance.

But the middle-aged monk who closed his eyes soon had to open his eyes.

"arrive."

His eyes swept over.

I saw a huge banyan tree towering into the sky and spanning dozens of miles, supporting a large green canopy alone.

You can faintly see the caves and palaces hidden in the canopy...

However, outside this huge banyan tree, there is a transparent barrier that surrounds the entire banyan tree.

The flying boat stopped suddenly when it reached here.

A thin figure with many straw dolls hanging on its body flew out of the transparent barrier. His eyes swept across the three people on the flying boat, then he looked away and said loudly and expressionlessly:

"Who is coming?"

The middle-aged monk on the flying boat couldn't help but his face suddenly darkened.

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help but was about to have a seizure, but the old man suddenly stopped him and said with a serious face:

"Have you forgotten what the sect master told you!"

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help but clenched his fists in anger, gritted his teeth and turned his head sideways.

They have been here several times. If they were mortals, they might forget it, but the other party was a monk, so how could they forget it? They simply fed and housed them, so they were unscrupulous.

But the middle-aged monk took a deep breath, and then forced a smile on his face:

"Fellow Daoist You, hehe, I am Ji Lan. I am here to ask to see Elder Fan of your noble sect. I would like to ask Friend Daoist You to inform me."

"Meet Elder Fan?"

The thin figure said in a long voice: "There are so many things going on lately, Elder Fan doesn't have much time..."

Seeing the other party looking at him sideways, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but feel his chest rise and fall slightly.

But he still forced himself to endure the anger in his heart, barely maintained a smile, took out a storage bag from his waist, and stuffed the storage bag into the other person's hand with some unfamiliarity:

"That... Fellow Daoist You, look..."

The skinny figure glanced over with his consciousness, the corner of his mouth was crooked, then he stuffed the storage bag into his arms and said in an impatient tone:

"Okay, wait here, I'll make an announcement."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

The middle-aged monk said quickly.

The thin figure quickly flew back into the transparent barrier.

The monk surnamed Gao could no longer bear it and said angrily:

"Sect Master, why should we suffer such humiliation!"

"At worst, we don't want this sect anymore! It's better for us to become casual cultivators than to be manipulated by such scoundrels!"

Hearing the words of monk surnamed Gao, a flash of emotion flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged monk, but in the end he still shook his head slightly.

"We have already lost too much of our ancestor's inheritance. If even the sect is gone..."

The middle-aged monk suddenly stopped talking and moved his eyes slightly.

But he saw that the carriage that had just swept past also flew over.

Seeing it, it actually hit the transparent barrier directly.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the young face in the carriage he had just seen, and subconsciously stopped him:

"No! That's the sect-protecting formation of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect!"

As if hearing the reminder from the middle-aged monk, the carriage finally stopped slowly just when it was about to hit the transparent barrier.

The car curtain lifted a corner.

The middle-aged monk saw that young face again.

At this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Sect Master Ji?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and saluted, and said with an apologetic expression:

"I don't know which fellow Taoist it is. I'm stupid. Please give me some advice..."

The young monk in the carriage smiled:

"Your Excellency, Wang Ba, does Sect Master Ji know me?"

Ji Lan's eyes suddenly flashed with confusion.

The old man behind him frowned slightly.

I vaguely seem to have heard this name somewhere.

Seeing the confused look in Ji Lan's eyes, the young monk couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"That's right. It's normal for Sect Leader Ji not to know... Is Sect Master Ji going to the Ten Thousand Curses Sect?"

Although Ji Lan was a little confused, she still apologized and nodded:

"Exactly. Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Wang is also going to the Ten Thousand Curses Sect?"

The young monk nodded:

"Yes, it's my first time."

"first?"

Ji Lan quickly reminded:

"Then it's best for Fellow Daoist Wang to wait for a while. When You Zhong, who is guarding the formation, comes over, you can ask him to report again..."

Just as he was talking, he saw a figure flying slowly towards the formation.

"It's Fellow Daoist You who is here! Fellow Daoist Wang, you can ask him to report later."

Ji Lan said with a smile on his face.

But he saw the other party looking at him with a complicated look.

Ji Lan was startled and felt more and more confused.

I always feel like this person seems to know something about me.

But he knew very well that he had never seen each other before.

However, he had no intention of thinking about this. When he saw You Zhong coming, he quickly flew over and said:

"Fellow Daoist You, where is Elder Fan now? Let's go find him right now."

"Alas, alas, you are not allowed to enter! Who said you are allowed to enter now? What are you in a hurry? Elder Fan is now supervising the disciples to practice. Please wait for a while!"

You Zhong frowned and stopped Ji Lan and the others who were about to fly in.

Hearing this, Ji Lan was stunned for a moment, and his tired face finally couldn't hold it back anymore and showed a look of anger:

"Fellow Daoist You! Do you really think that I, Ji, am easy to bully!"

Seeing the strong mana surging on Ji Lan's body, You Zhong immediately took a step back in fear. Then he seemed to have thought of something, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Ji, what? You want to be in my Ten Thousand Curs Sect?" Acting wild at the door?"

Behind him, he seemed to be aware of the solemn atmosphere. There seemed to be a unique and malicious aura in the formation, quietly staring at Ji Lan!

After noticing this aura, Ji Lan, who was so angry, suddenly woke up as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

The methods of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect are extremely weird, and they can often be used from a distance without facing each other.

As a Golden Core Perfection cultivator, he is not afraid, but the disciples and elders of the sect...

Thinking of these, Ji Lan felt a trace of distress in his heart.

Finally, he bowed his head slightly:

"You are joking...I, I was just a little impatient and lost my temper. Please don't be angry, Fellow Daoist You."

"snort!"

You Zhong snorted coldly and ignored Ji Lan. He looked past the three of them and towards the carriage not far away. After frowning slightly, he raised his hand politely and said:

"May I ask who you are? What's the purpose of coming to my Ten Thousand Curses Sect?"

The young monk glanced at him, but without saying anything, he directly lowered the curtain.

You Zhong couldn't help but be startled, and then his expression suddenly darkened.

The Ten Thousand Curses Sect is the only one in Senguo, and due to the weird methods of cursing, no one dares to show off to him at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect.

When Ji Lan and the other three saw this scene, they were also a little stunned.

But it feels very satisfying.

You Zhong also turned completely dark and said coldly:

"Since your Majesty is unwilling to disclose the purpose, then please come back!"

And just then.

But something was thrown out of the car.

Ji Lan took a closer look and saw that it was actually a token with words engraved on it, but he did not see it clearly.

The moment You Zhong saw the token, he was startled for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically!

His face, which was still dark at first, quickly broke out into a smile after it froze.

But the gloominess from before still remained in his smile, which looked twisted and weird.

"I didn't know that the Supreme Master was coming! I bumped into the Supreme Master, so I ask the Supreme Master to forgive me!"

"Sir, please come this way! Please come this way!"

While speaking, You Zhong apologized loudly and at the same time took the initiative to open the formation.

The driver on the carriage seemed very calm and didn't seem to be surprised. He drove the carriage towards the big banyan tree.

And right now.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted again.

The young monk looked at Ji Lan, who still hadn't come back to his senses:

"Ye Lingyu...or rather Elder Qin Hengqin, why didn't he come?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Ji Lan and the two people behind him were instantly shocked and looked at the young monk in the carriage in disbelief.

"You, how do you know..."

Ji Lan couldn't help but be surprised.

The young monk smiled and casually warned:

"Sect Master Ji, don't leave after you finish your work. I'll wait for you."

After saying that, he gently lowered the car curtain.

The carriage quickly flew towards the big banyan tree.

Soon, under the shocked gazes of Ji Lan and the others, silhouettes flew out of the big banyan tree, and among them there were even two auras of Nascent Soul cultivators...

"Who is he?"

The monk surnamed Gao looked at the back of the carriage, his eyes full of surprise, and he couldn't help but speak.

Ji Lan was also full of doubts at this moment:

"We are the only ones who know about Elder Qin...even among the people in the sect. Wang Yan...what is the origin of this person?"

I couldn't help but look in the direction of the big banyan tree again.

It is really unimaginable that You Zhong can be so arrogant and respectful at the same time, so much so that the people from the Ten Thousand Curs Sect move into action, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators are alarmed. However, Elder Qin's identity is known to him.

The monk surnamed Gao looked at Ji Lan and said, "Sect Master, what should we do now?"

Ji Lan couldn't help but think of the young monk in the carriage just now, and gritted his teeth slightly:

"Let's wait here!"

"ah?"

The monk surnamed Gao was stunned.

Ji Lan said in a deep voice:

"This person's identity is by no means ordinary. Even the Ten Thousand Curses Sect is so solemn. If we can establish a relationship with him, it may be more useful than directly approaching the Ten Thousand Curses Sect."

"this……"

The monk surnamed Gao thought for a moment and realized that this was true, so he stopped talking.

Among the three people, only the old man named Hui frowned and thought hard.

"Strange... Why do I feel like someone has mentioned this name to me... There shouldn't be many people with this name..."

"Who told me about this?"

…

"I never expected that the real Shang Zong would actually come in person! The Ten Thousand Curses Sect is really flourishing, what an honor it is!"

now.

At the top of the big banyan tree, there is a naturally formed palace.

Wang Hao sat at the top.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect sits slightly lower than Wang Yan.

It's not that Wang Ba is taking over the throne.

But as the right protector of the Wanxiang Sect's Diwu Palace, here, every move he makes represents the face of the sect, and he is not allowed to be too low-key.

Faced with the flattery of the leader of the Ten Thousand Curs Sect, Wang Yan gradually got used to it.

With a faint smile on his face, he said: "Haha, Master Wang is being too modest...I am not here for official duties of the sect, I just want to borrow some spells and inheritance from your noble sect."

"Borrow the spell inheritance?"

The leader of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect was suddenly startled, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

No matter which sect you belong to, the inheritance of your own techniques is undoubtedly crucial.

Normally, it is a very taboo thing to rashly seek the inheritance of other people's sects.

It is indeed a bit too much for Wang Hao to ask the Wanju Sect to take care of the family's spell inheritance.

Therefore, even if the owner of the Wanju Sect is in awe of the Wanxiang Sect, he can't help but hesitate at this moment.

When Wang Ba saw this, he had already expected it and said calmly:

"If Master Wang has any requests, you can speak up."

When the Master of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect heard this, he hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth and said:

"To be fair to Master Wang, the Ten Thousand Curses Sect's spells have been passed down for many years, so how can they be easily exchanged?"

Wang Yan: "Oh?"

After a while.

The master of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect smiled happily and led Wang Hao to stand at the inheritance place of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect.

With a wave of his hand:

"Master, just take whatever you like! Don't worry, we have backups!" (End of Chapter)