Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

In the following days, Wang Hao did not draw or deposit longevity yuan.

He was waiting for Mr. Sun to leave.

Only after Mr. Sun left could he feel free to do what he wanted in the villa.

Qiangzi resisted the urge to use his abilities, and was busy carrying chicken feed, fermenting chicken feed, feeding, collecting eggs, checking the health of the chickens, and cleaning chicken manure every day.

Some people also collect these chicken manure.

About two coins per catty.

Every day he shovels out dozens of kilograms.

The dung collector often calls out under the villa early in the morning, urging him very urgently.

He and Sun Lao split the money from the chicken manure half and half, but it was only enough for daily food.

After all, prices in Fangshi are far more expensive than those in Yamashita.

At night, he would carefully ponder and practice the "Strong Body Sutra" in his bedroom.

Although the effect was not obvious, he gained a lot more understanding of this technique.

Time passes like this day by day.

Half a month later.

Deacon Li arrived as scheduled.

"Oh? Mr. Sun actually bred a spiritual chicken again?!"

The plump Deacon Li looked at the big hen that had been put into the chicken coop with surprise in his eyes.

"It's not about cultivation. I don't know how I raised it. Maybe it was accidental."

Mr. Sun didn't take any credit, he told the truth.

It's just that when Wang Yan can't stand up and claim the credit, the credit naturally belongs to Mr. Sun.

Deacon Li was not surprised when he heard this.

The birth of a spiritual chicken is often full of chance, and there have been many similar examples in the past.

"Mr. Sun, you are being humble. I heard that, Mr. Sun, you are going down the mountain?"

"Exactly, the old man is already old and wants to return to his roots."

"What a pity. Mr. Sun's experience and experience are a rare asset to our 'Dingzi Village'."

Deacon Li briefly persuaded him to stay, thought for a moment, and then said:

"In this case, why not change the reward? Mr. Sun, you have been in the sect for decades, and you have worked hard and achieved great results. With this spiritual chicken, maybe you can come down as a deacon."

"Oh?! Is that possible?"

Mr. Sun was shocked when he heard this, his eyes filled with unexpected joy.

"The identity of the deacon can only be decided by the elders. I can't control whether it will succeed or not. Mr. Sun only needs to wait for my news."

Deacon Li speaks impeccably.

"Thank you very much, Deacon Li. If I can come down the mountain as a deacon, it will be worth it!"

Mr. Sun burst into tears of gratitude.

Wang Hao, who had been silent for a long time, quickly handed the chicken coop to Deacon Li.

But when his fingers touched the big hen, he couldn't help but be startled.

[Target longevity: 57.9 years]

"Huh? How could it be 57.9 years?"

Wang Ba looked puzzled.

He remembered clearly that the lifespan of this big hen was originally 19.2 years.

That night he successively deposited two more years of longevity.

Normally, it should be 21.2 years.

But the number in front of me turned into 57.9 years.

More than doubled!

It’s just that I didn’t have time to think about these doubts in detail.

Deacon Li had already taken over the chicken coop, looked up and down across the cage, and nodded with a happy face.

"It is indeed a spiritual chicken, and it is in very good condition!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Sun, with this treasure here, this thing can probably be done!"

After that, Deacon Li gave Wang Yan a few more words, then waved his sleeves and left.

"Boy Wang, don't blame me for exchanging this reward. You saw the situation just now and I can't refuse it."

Mr. Sun turned around, and the tears of gratitude on his face disappeared immediately.

Instead, there was a look of helplessness on his face.

According to the sect's rules, if you offer this spiritual chicken, you can avoid having to offer it for a year. This obviously reduces a lot of pressure for Wang Yan who took over.

But now that Deacon Li has made the decision and exchanged the reward for an improvement in Mr. Sun's status, it has nothing to do with the Villa.

Wang Ba still needs to make monthly payments.

Wang Hao didn't have any objections to Mr. Sun.

The situation just now was indeed beyond Mr. Sun's control.

At this moment, he still had that question in his mind.

Why did the big hen's lifespan become 57.9 years?

Could it be the reason why he deposited longevity yuan?

Wang Hao was thoughtful.

But this is not the time to experiment yet.

He could only suppress his impulse and continue carrying chicken feed, fermenting chicken feed, feeding, and collecting eggs every day as before...

Exhausted.

Another half month passed in a flash.

Deacon Li finally came with the news.

As expected, Mr. Sun's status was elevated to the position of deacon.

The day after he obtained the position of deacon, Mr. Sun put on luxurious clothes and went down the mountain with the savings he had saved over the years.

Wang Bao sent him to the mountain gate.

And the only one.

Mr. Sun, who looked like a wealthy man, smiled sadly.

"It's been fifty years since I joined the sect, and here I am, only you, a young man I just met, is here to see me off... What on earth am I trying to do in this life..."

Wang Yan didn't know what to say.

Everything is your own choice, you can't blame others.

But he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he thought that if he hadn't had Golden Finger, he would have been alone and left the show alone decades later.

"Should... we find a Taoist companion? To keep each other warm?"

"That's all, now is not the time."

Too poor.

It's really not the time.

Mr. Sun walked down the mountain for a few steps, and then came back under Wang Ba's doubtful eyes.

Hesitantly, he took out a fire seal from his arms and stuffed it into Wang Ba's hand.

Then he hurried down the mountain without looking back.

It seems that he is afraid of regretting himself.

It seems that he doesn't want to stay in this place where he has placed his whole life's expectations but ultimately gained nothing.

Return to the villa.

At this moment, in the entire villa, apart from him, there was only a group of rare chickens.

This gave him an inexplicable sense of security and freedom.

Subconsciously, I wanted to experiment on rare chickens.

However, he still suppressed the impulse and first took out the fire certificate that Mr. Sun had given him before leaving.

Fire sticks are extremely common, and ordinary people rely on them to light fires when traveling far away.

It is usually rolled up with rough paper and stuffed into a thin bamboo tube.

Light it out in advance and leave some embers. When you need to use it, you only need to blow quickly and hard to start a fire.

But what Wang Hao didn't understand was why Mr. Sun wanted to give him this piece of fire.

And he still looked like he had lost a family heirloom.

Think about it.

Wang Yan simply pulled the paper out of the bamboo tube, extinguished the embers, and then unfolded the paper.

After this unfolding, he immediately discovered an unusual place.

"Here... there is a piece of gold paper!"

Wang Ba's eyes widened and he quickly unfolded the gold paper and observed it carefully under the sunlight.

Suddenly, I saw that the gold paper was densely engraved with characters as thin as mosquito legs!

A rough estimate is that it has more than 40,000 words!

It has several times more words than the "Strong Body Sutra".

Squinting his eyes, Wang Yan struggled to recognize the top few words.

"Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra"!

"Kung Fu?"

Wang Hao was stunned.

I was immediately disappointed.

Just because the basic requirement of Jufanxianmen's technique is to have spiritual roots.

Without spiritual roots, dogs will ignore you.

Such as "Zhuang Ti Sutra" is already extremely rare.

So Wang Yan naturally lost interest.

"It's just... Mr. Sun is also a mortal, how can he collect skills?"

Out of curiosity, Wang Yan still squinted his eyes and read through it word by word with great effort.

This alone took him half a day's effort.

But after reading it, Wang Yan couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face.

"This technique actually doesn't require spiritual roots!"

"Moreover, it is similar to the "Strengthening Body Sutra" in that it relies on water to sharpen kung fu."

"There's just a big problem with this technique!"