Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"That handyman raising chickens... is quite cautious."

Perhaps because of Liu Changfeng's death, Yu Changchun was obviously more serious. He thought for a while and said:

"However, as soon as we left yesterday, he couldn't wait to read about the secret arts, and I observed him for most of the day. Apart from feeding the chickens, he mostly hid in the room to read the secret arts. He must be interested in having spiritual roots. He hasn't lost his obsession yet, so it's best to deal with this kind of person. I guess after that person goes away today, he will definitely make innuendo on others."

"And as expected, he will definitely be interested in the location of the human puppet's bone reshaping... As long as he is interested, he will naturally want to try it. Once he starts to try the bone reshaping method that the human puppet deliberately revealed to him, , after that, he won’t be able to control it anymore.”

As for whether he can join the Immortal Association or not, does it matter?

"Three days, at most three days, he will definitely become ours!"

Yu Changchun gave a fair and confident time estimate.

Li Zhi's smile remained the same, but her attitude was a little conservative:

"My thoughts are a little different from yours. This kid is very cautious. I have used the secrets of the Strengthening Sutra to shake his guard many times before, but he didn't react much. Either he was obsessed with it, or he didn't care. I think it’s mostly the former.”

"I'm afraid it may not be possible in three days. We need to be careful in case this person has other plans."

Although Yu Changchun disagreed, he couldn't help but think of Liu Changfeng, who was killed due to negligence before, and still nodded:

"There are too many restrictions here. It's not convenient for me to take action at will, but I really can't underestimate these mortals... Hey, the puppets are here!"

The two of them immediately looked towards the water mirror.

In the water mirror, a handyman driving a donkey cart broke into the surveillance area humming a tune.

The handyman looked to be in his forties or fifties. His green robe had not been washed for a long time and was full of dirt. Even the hair on his head was fluffy and tangled because he had not taken care of it. It was Lao Hou.

Perhaps because he had joined the Immortal Society, his physical condition was improving steadily, and his spiritual roots were expected to be condensed, Lao Hou seemed to be in a very good mood.

Although he also knows that at his age, even if he gathers his spiritual roots, he may not be able to achieve anything, but isn't that just the way people are? You will always be blindly confident in yourself.

Maybe not long after, he encountered some cave left by an immortal and suddenly flew into the sky?

Cultivating immortality in old age, tsk, is also very touching!

If given the chance, he would also like to shout this to those who usually look down on him:

"Don't bully the old and the poor!"

Then one day in the future, I will return to my hometown where I have been away for thirty years but dare not go back, feel proud and proud, and enjoy the admiration of those peers who have already become successful and famous in my hometown.

That’s right!

Lao Hou, I didn't go home before, not because I didn't do well enough to dare to go back, but because I, Lao Hou, dominated the world among the immortals and had no time to care about you mortal ants!

"It's a pity that the people of the Immortal Association are too lenient. If they don't get permission, they won't let anyone say anything to the outside world."

Lao Hou swallowed his saliva in fear when he thought of the horrifying scenes he had seen of the Immortal Society punishing members who violated the rules.

However, this does not prevent him from repeatedly enjoying the exciting plot of Hedong and Hexi for thirty years in his heart.

The donkey cart soon arrived at the foot of Dingbaqi Village.

"The steward seems to value Brother Wang quite a lot. If Brother Wang joins the association, I will have another meritorious service, and I can exchange another bone, and maybe the spiritual root will be established!"

"I don't know what Brother Wang is thinking about."

Lao Hou muttered secretly.

Then he shouted towards the villa: "Brother Wang, come down and get the chicken feed!"

Soon a familiar figure walked down from the villa.

"Lao Hou, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Lao Hou smiled and replied: "What are you waiting for me to do? I'm not a beautiful fairy..."

Having said that, he still helped Brother Wang carry two barrels up.

The two chatted for a while. Seeing that Wang Yan was hesitant to speak, Lao Hou felt funny in his heart. He recalled that when he first learned about the Immortal Society, he was just like that. He suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Wang, what do you want to say?" Just say, why are you so coy?"

Hearing this, the other party gritted his teeth and said, "Old Hou, tell the truth, what does the Immortal Association do? I have been in the sect for almost a year, and I haven't heard any news about the Immortal Association. , Hidden so deeply, I always feel something is wrong!”

"If you feel something is wrong, that's right!"

After many times of practice, Lao Hou's speaking skills have become very proficient, and he can easily come up with such pretentious words. He looked around, and then whispered mysteriously: "This Immortal Association, the leader is also a handyman. You have been promoted, so you take care of us handymen like this. Of course, there is a price to pay for it. When you join the guild, change your bones, and have spiritual roots, you must be of the same mind as our guild!"

"To put it bluntly, we are die-hard fans of Hui Shouang. How dare you let others know about Hui Shouang?"

"But although we all have to listen to the leader in the future, this is still our opportunity. Otherwise, how about relying on the Strengthening Sutra?"

Lao Hou's words seemed to have impacted Brother Wang's psychology. He was stunned for a while and then asked: "Then... is this leader of the association the Meng Ran Dao?"

Meng Randao is the only one among the top ten disciples of the outer sect who rose from the rank of servant.

"No, although Meng Ran Dao has a high status within the sect, it is said that he is ostracized and does not have that much energy. Could it be... that he is the headmaster of Jingshan House, Elder He?"

Brother Wang couldn't help but guess.

Lao Hou deliberately smiled and said nothing, but he was a little surprised that Brother Wang actually guessed it.

However, there are not many people who have been promoted to the status of handyman, so it is not difficult to guess.

Brother Wang was quite smart, and he seemed to have understood something from Lao Hou's attitude. He quickly stuffed a few soul eggs and asked Lao Hou about the bone replacement.

Lao Hou carefully lifted up his green robe, revealing a long and narrow scar on his waist.

"Pelvis?!"

Brother Wang looked shocked.

"That's right! I have made a lot of contributions to get this pelvic bone. This is the pelvic bone of a Qi Refining monk! I heard from the manager that if the spiritual roots are condensed, 80% of them will condense into the three spiritual roots of gold, fire and earth. Although it is It’s middle to lower grade, but it’s still stronger than the Five Spiritual Roots.”

Lao Hou said proudly.

Brother Wang's eyes suddenly showed envy.

However, Lao Hou knew that haste makes waste, so he did not pursue the victory. Instead, he said, "Okay, we still have to deliver the chicken feed. Damn it, we delivered it late yesterday, and we were beaten by those nine people again." The Twelve Villagers scolded him like crazy, hey, when our old marquis becomes an immortal, we will have to give him a few big slaps!"

After saying that, he cursed and left again.

Only Brother Wang was left standing there, his eyes seemed to be filled with longing.

And this scene was also reflected in the water mirror in front of Changchun and Li Zhi in the mountain col in the distance.

"how?"

Yu Changchun looked at Li Zhi proudly: "The story I told the puppet, can we capture him within three days?"

However, there was no expression on Li Zhi's blurry face at this moment: "You asked someone to tell him that He Lin, the head of Jingshan House, is one of ours?"

Yu Changchun asked doubtfully: "What? Anyway, it's impossible for this handyman to go to He Lin to confront him. It doesn't matter even if he lied to him, right?"

"That's not it."

Li Zhi stared at him and said something expressionlessly that made Yu Changchun instantly stunned:

"He Lin, he is indeed one of ours."