Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Until the handyman brought over chicken feed and discarded spiritual insects.

Mr. Sun still couldn't figure it out.

"Why did he suddenly lay an egg...did I really remember it wrong?"

Wang Hao didn't dare to talk to him. He just followed Mr. Sun and poured the chicken feed into the vat for fermentation.

Although it may not look like chicken feed, it still contains some spiritual power.

Just by taking a sip, Wang Hao felt that the weakness in his body was relieved.

After sufficient fermentation of these chicken ingredients, the quality of spiritual power will be improved again.

Only when rare chickens eat this kind of chicken feed can they grow healthier and have more energy.

Of course, those abandoned spiritual insects are also indispensable.

"Don't use your hands!"

Mr. Sun shouted to stop Wang Ba from grabbing the spirit insect.

Then he picked up an iron spoon, scooped up these crawling spiritual insects, and sprinkled them on the waiting pheasants all around.

"Most of these discarded spiritual insects are poisonous. Rare chickens are not afraid of eating them. If we encounter them, we will either die or be injured!"

I don’t know why, but Mr. Sun, who didn’t pay much attention to Wang Yan yesterday, did have a few words with him today.

There will also be some reminders from time to time.

Wang Ba was reminded and shrank his hands in fear.

Mr. Sun saw it and didn't mean to look down upon it.

Escape from death would be a waste for anyone.

"You only feed them once a day, so you don't have to worry about them being hungry. These chicken feeds plus the spiritual energy in the spirit insects are enough for them to digest for a day and a night."

Mr. Sun dropped the iron spoon and continued to give instructions.

Wang Bao nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

It is indeed a great experience. In my previous life, I would peck at chickens all day long.

After all, chickens have intestinal tracts. After eating, they can be digested very quickly.

Maybe it was because Wang Yan knew how to behave and was always courteous.

Sun Laohe's attitude was much more relaxed when he first arrived yesterday, and he did not hesitate to say a few more words:

"Look at that one, it doesn't eat much after it's eaten, and that one, these rare chickens have very tricky mouths, so sometimes you have to starve them, and that one, that...eh ? Weird!"

Wang Hao followed Mr. Sun's gaze and saw a rather familiar big hen, using its round and plump body to squeeze away the companions next to it.

At the same time, the chicken head was pecked crazily, as if it had been hungry for several years and wanted to eat it all at once.

The chicken feed in front of me disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It’s simply more food than the next few big hens put together.

Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat.

This chicken is too flamboyant!

When Mr. Sun saw this scene, his eyebrows were squeezed into the character Sichuan.

"It's this chicken again..."

"That's weird!"

Old Sun walked over tremblingly, and his palms were like lightning!

However, what surprised both Mr. Sun and Wang Yan was.

The big hen actually jumped lightly and escaped!

Wang Ba was especially shocked!

Because last night and early this morning, he saw Mr. Sun's hand speed with his own eyes.

It can be called a perfect example!

Catch whoever you see!

When Mr. Sun saw this, he was not surprised but happy.

He strikes again.

This time, Wang Hao couldn't even see clearly when the opponent made his move.

I just felt a flash before my eyes.

"Hey! Hey..."

The plump and plump big hen has fallen into Mr. Sun's hands.

He quickly grabbed the big hen's wings and then raised and lowered his hands...

As he touched it, Mr. Sun's eyes lit up.

"What a guy! He's about to become a spiritual chicken!"

"Spirit chicken?"

Wang Ba asked doubtfully.

Mr. Sun was in a good mood after receiving the treasure, and he did not hide it.

"Although the rare chicken is precious and even eaten by the Qi Refining Immortals in the sect, in the final analysis, it is still an ordinary poultry. At most it can be regarded as somewhat spiritual!"

"And the spirit chicken is a fairy bird that has truly escaped the mundane world!"

"Of course, this chicken cannot be completely considered a spiritual chicken at the moment. It can only be said that it is very close. But even so, this can be regarded as a great achievement!"

"As long as you take good care of it these days, it will definitely become a spiritual chicken."

Mr. Sun explained with great interest.

I turned over and over to look at the big hen in my hands, my joy was beyond words.

Wang Yan's heart is a little complicated.

After all, if nothing unexpected happened, this chicken only underwent transformation after being deposited with his own longevity.

However, he still picked up the key points and asked:

"Mr. Sun, how much credit can you get by offering such a spiritual chicken?"

Mr. Sun carefully put the big hen back, and at the same time answered Wang Ba's question:

"You can be exempted from paying for one year."

"Just exempt from paying for one year?"

Wang Yan was immediately disappointed.

He thought he could get some skills as rewards from the sect, even though he wouldn't be able to use them.

"Ha! Don't underestimate the need to avoid paying tribute."

Mr. Sun was in a good mood and started talking more:

"The sect has rules."

"As long as you raise the chickens in this villa well, except for the part that is offered as an offering, you can handle the rest by yourself."

"The only requirement is that the monthly payment must not be delayed, otherwise the consequences will be embarrassing."

"Think about it, if you don't need to provide food for one year, you will have 48 more pheasants, and 2,400 pheasant eggs can be sold!"

"According to the market price, a rare chicken, two points of spiritual stones for the male, and four points of spiritual stones for the female. These alone are enough to sell fourteen low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Although rare chicken eggs are not worth much, 2,400 of them are worth at least two or three spiritual stones."

"After calculation, there are a total of seventeen or eight low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Seventeen or eight spiritual stones are enough for you to buy a compound with three entrances and three exits in a mortal capital. You will also earn a few wives!"

Wang Hao's heart jumped when he heard it!

He didn't expect that this rare chicken was so valuable!

I never thought that the value of a spiritual chicken could be so high!

After all, most of the rewards are not as valuable as the offerings. The reason why the sect is willing to give so much is naturally because it gets more.

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Sun, the chickens we have here don't seem to be enough if we follow the supply requirements."

"Even if we can get rid of the payment for one year, we still have to keep part of the breeder chickens for breeding, as well as the share of the payment after one year. After all, we can only sell 11 roosters and 2 hens at most."

"Including eggs, it's only about three or four low-grade spiritual stones."

When Mr. Sun heard Wang Yan's words, he looked at him in surprise.

"Your mind works really fast!"

After thinking for a while, he looked around and whispered:

"The sect will never be so generous. They can calculate better than you! This rare chicken is the breed closest to the spiritual chicken. It is extremely difficult to breed. The stewards of the sect also know that each Zhuangzi can guarantee the full amount every month. It’s already hard to make a donation, so if you want to have a surplus, you may have it, but it will never be much.”

"As for our Zhuangzi, it was because of the chicken plague a few years ago that we suffered heavy casualties. We have only managed to regain some strength in the past few years."

"And what you said is not enough... Haha, the sect doesn't care about this! If you don't have enough to think of a way, even if you go to the market to buy it, you have to get it all together, otherwise why do you think you gave us the money for the procedure?"

I see.

Wang Hao suddenly realized.

He said how could the value of a spiritual chicken be so high? He was just writing a blank check.

This also explained his doubts as to why the number of rare pheasants in the villa was wrong.

"Okay, I'm only telling you this because I'm leaving. It will be of great benefit to you to keep it in mind."

Mr. Sun stroked his beard and said.

"Huh? You want to go down the mountain?"

Wang Hao was stunned when he heard this.

"Old man!"

Mr. Sun stroked his beard and sighed:

"When I was young, I was obsessed with seeking immortality. I did not hesitate to spend all my wealth to join the sect, just to get a chance."

"After joining the sect, I have been practicing the "Strength Body Sutra" for fifty years. Now I have reached the ninth level. I am only one level away from the tenth level where spiritual roots can be born..."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

"The difference of one level is a thousand miles!"

"Boy Wang, life is short, enjoy yourself while you can, don't regret it when you are like me."

"This is the only advice I, a senior, can give you."

Wang Ba was silent.

Mr. Sun's life experience, at first glance, seems to be a replica of his.

He almost mistakenly thought he was talking about himself.

Compared with himself, Mr. Sun's qualifications are obviously much better.

At least he was able to cultivate the "Strength Body Sutra" to the ninth level in just fifty years.

If he had stayed in the secular world, he would have been a peerless martial arts wizard.

Riding in the rivers and lakes, enjoying life freely, has its own wonderfulness.

It's a pity that now I can only be an unknown old man raising chickens in this fairy sect.

A life of depression and frustration.

If there was no golden finger, this would probably be Wang Hao's visible future.

"It's just... I already have a chance to turn around, and I will never let the opportunity slip away from my hands again!"

"But...you still need to be patient and wait!"

Looking at the leisurely pheasants in front of him, Wang Ba secretly clenched his fists.