Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"You said, pass this inheritance on to me?"

The clouds and smoke are swaying, as if there is a fairyland in the Dragon Pond.

Yang Que looked at Master Hualong in front of him in astonishment.

Master Hualong holds a spinning stream of light in his hand, with a hint of helplessness in his mung bean-like eyes:

"There's nothing I can do if I don't want it... It's been so long and there's nothing suitable. I think you can barely do it, so I'll give it to you."

After hearing Master Hualong's words, Yang Que felt a little tight in his chest for a moment.

Am I that bad?

After all, I am also the first person among the transformed gods, right?

Even if it ever was.

But he knew in his heart that a magic weapon was really incomprehensible to human beings and could speak without restraint, so he had no choice but to let out a long breath.

Then he looked at Master Hualong, his thoughts changed slightly, and he hesitated:

"Why does the Master have to rush to give this inheritance to the monks? At present, we may not have suitable candidates to inherit these inheritances, but maybe there will be in the future?"

Master Hualong rolled his eyes:

"Just based on those crooked melons and cracked dates? The foundation has not been laid well. I have no hope of waiting for hundreds of years. My friends don't want to wait anymore. Stop talking nonsense. Do you want it or not?"

When Yang Que heard this, although he still felt that there were many things that didn't make sense in his heart, when he recalled the feeling of powerlessness he felt when he was unable to fight back in front of that monk, he couldn't help but feel a trace of unwillingness and anger in his heart.

He looked at Master Hualong again and said in a deep voice:

"Can this inheritance help me defeat that person?"

Master Hualong understood the meaning and showed no mercy when he heard the words. He laughed and said:

"Forget it!"

"Do you think that the inheritance of refining the void is some kind of magical thing that can transform people into new ones after learning it, ignoring the essential differences between them?"

"You are not a young boy who has just started to practice. How can you be so naive?"

"Although I can't see through all the ways of the person who defeated you, I can see that his foundation is several times stronger than yours, let alone you. Counting twenty thousand years ago, the entire small Among all the monks in the Cang Realm who are in the Nascent Soul Realm, there are only two or three who are stronger than him!"

Yang Que paused for a moment.

Although they were somewhat aware of the gap between them, they still felt frustrated when they heard Master Hualong's straightforward words.

He said a little shyly:

"Then what's the use of this Void Refining inheritance! Will I never be able to defeat him?"

Master Hualong stroked his beard and shook his head:

"It's so stupid! I said, even if you die in the Nascent Soul realm, you won't be able to catch up to it. But what if you reach the state of transformation?"

"Become a god?"

Yang Que's heart shook slightly, but then he shook his head slightly and sighed:

"Perhaps the Master doesn't know that the outside world no longer allows the existence of monks who transform into gods. Otherwise, I should have been preparing to step into the gods."

Master Hualong couldn't help but laugh again:

“It doesn’t work anywhere else, but not here!”

Yang Que suddenly felt excited and looked at Master Hualong in disbelief.

"Master... no, senior, are you saying that you can advance to become a god here?"

"Of course!"

Master Hualong stroked his palms and said with a smile:

"Not only can this place reduce the power of the external thunder tribulation for the monks, allowing the monks to be promoted, but it can also accommodate the monks who have completed the transformation of gods."

"Become a god, complete?!"

Listening to this realm that he had already given up on, Yang Que could not help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart.

But he quickly calmed down:

"Even if I become a cultivator of transforming gods, I'm just stuck in this dragon transforming pond. I still don't have the chance to defeat that person... However, it's not bad to have the opportunity to step into transforming gods."

Master Hualong shook his head and said:

"Then you are thinking wrong. The inheritance I have given you is called the 'Xu Tuo Zun Dharma'. It is a superior method for forging gods. After this method is completed, it can very briefly blind the induction of the will of heaven and earth, allowing you to You can take action in a very short time, but with the realm of transforming into gods, it shouldn’t be difficult to defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if the time is short, right?”

When Yang Que heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's not difficult!"

However, what surprised Master Hualong was that even with such a huge temptation in front of him, Yang Que quickly regained his composure and said seriously:

"Senior, please tell me frankly what I need to pay for helping me like this."

Master Hualong glanced at Yang Que, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then he didn't hide it:

"I only hope that one day you can be recognized by Hualong Pond, become the master of Hualong Pond, and let the true spirit of Hualong Pond leave this place."

"Become the master of Hualong Pond and let the true spirit of Hualong Pond leave...a deal?"

Yang Que looked confused when he heard this, but finally nodded:

"Please ask senior to teach me!"

Master Hualong chuckled, and with a flick of his finger, the rotating stream of light in his palm quickly fell into the center of Yang Que's eyebrows.

At this moment, a magical and mysterious skill was imprinted into his Nascent Soul, and the true meaning of the more mysterious skill also poured in crazily.

At the same time, Master Hualong's voice came to his ears:

"After you have completely transformed yourself into this skill, you can come to me. I will try my best to help you become a god, but whether you can succeed or not depends on yourself. You can do it yourself."

Yang Que slowly came back to his senses, only to find that he was already above the imperial capital.

Feeling the extra "Suddha Dharma" in Yuanying, the feeling in his heart at this moment was completely different from before entering the Dragon Transformation Pond.

"Transformation of the God... With this "Sotuo Zunfa", if I step into the Transformation of the God, who else can fight with me in the Ogura Realm?"

In his mind, he subconsciously thought of the young figure who had given him an endless blow before.

But soon, a touch of calmness flashed in Yang Que's eyes.

"the same as you."

He then fell towards the imperial capital below, but before he fell into it, he turned his head slightly and looked into the distance.

"Telephone?"

In the distant sky, a stream of light flew toward him at great speed.

It is a specially made transmission note.

Yang Que quickly frowned as his spiritual consciousness penetrated:

"Five losses are pretty big."

"That monk who was good at using illusions before was the deputy sect leader of Feng Linzhou's original demon sect?"

"It seems that cultivator Feng Linzhou has colluded with those heretic evil gods. After I succeed, I will first clear out the heretic evil gods, and then clean up Feng Linzhou as well."

Just thinking about it.

The monks in the imperial capital below also noticed his aura and flew up one after another.

The first, a white-haired old man with perfect Nascent Soul, was extremely respectful in front of Yang Que and saluted:

"Jiubian Gong."

Jiubian Gong was Yang Que's title, and it was almost the highest title anyone with a foreign surname could obtain in the Daqian Dynasty.

Yang Que nodded slightly:

"How is it? Nothing happened while I was away, right?"

The white-haired old man chuckled and said:

"Even if Duke Jiubian is not in the imperial capital, how many people dare to touch the tiger's beard?"

Yang Que hesitated after hearing this and continued to ask:

"Are there any overseas monks coming here?"

"Overseas monks?"

The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment and shook his head:

"No, none of the personnel we sent out have seen it."

Yang Que frowned, thought for a while, and asked again:

"Where is the Eighth Prince?"

The white-haired old man looked troubled:

"He is still hiding in the palace. The palace is protected and we can't attack it."

Yang Que snorted softly:

"Stubborn, I wanted to give him some respect... Don't worry about him, he didn't add anything. Just relying on the things in the storage artifact, sooner or later I won't be able to hold on. Now you have to do two things."

The white-haired old man said quickly: "Mr. Jiubian, please give me your instructions."

Yang Que was not polite and said directly:

"The first thing is to immediately take people to see the situation of the five sects. I received news that the top leaders of the five sects have suffered heavy losses. We cannot let go of this opportunity. At the same time, we must inform all the monks in Daqian that I want to reestablish Daqian. It is orthodox, so we invite heroes from all over the world..."

The old man with white hair perked up and said quickly: "Mr. Jiubian should have done this a long time ago. If you raise your arms and call out, every city in the world will surely follow you!"

Yang Que didn't care about the other party's praise and continued:

"The second thing is, you should immediately arrange for manpower to carefully investigate the roots of the cults that started more than a hundred years ago. Be sure to find out! This matter is more important than the previous one."

Seeing Yang Que's serious expression, the white-haired old man also immediately became serious:

"I'll make arrangements right away."

Yang Que nodded.

Watching the gray-haired old man and the monks leaving in a hurry, he raised his head slightly and looked at the Dragon Transformation Pond in mid-air.

His gaze was profound and incomprehensible.

"Hualong Pond..."

…

"Before he left, Palace Master Guan just told us that he would come as soon as he left. Unexpectedly, he did not come back after that."

Wanxiang Sect.

Zhen Berne recounted the scene when he met Guan Ao for the last time with a solemn expression.

Wang Hao frowned.

On the side, Qu Shentong looked thoughtful and asked:

"Besides these, did he say anything else?"

Zhen Bern shook his head:

"No, judging from his appearance, he should be ready to come back, so he didn't leave anything else."

Wang Ba and Qu Shentong couldn't help but glance at each other, and both saw a hint of heaviness in each other's eyes.

Obviously, an unexpected incident occurred that prevented Guan Ao from returning in time.

As for Guan Ao, who is comparable to half a god, he has not returned for a long time. What does this mean is worth pondering.

Wang Hao frowned and thought, then said:

"Based on the information we have so far, it's probably the true spirit from Hualong Pond who suddenly took away Palace Master Guan, or deceived him into taking him away, so that Palace Master Guan didn't even have time to pass on the news to us... I was careless about this, I didn't expect it. That Hualong Pond True Spirit would take action so decisively, I beg the sect master to punish him."

Qu Shentong shook his head slightly:

"The deputy sect master's original intention is also for the sect. Moreover, these disciples have indeed made great progress and gained a lot by going there. The plan now is to try to determine whether the master of Guan Palace has been kidnapped into the Hualong Pond, or there is something else going on. "

Wang Hao said in a deep voice:

"I will go to Huangjizhou to continue investigating."

Qu Shentong nodded and warned:

"Palace Master Guan's soul lamp is still on, so you don't have to get into trouble...if anything goes wrong, come back immediately."

The two quickly agreed upon arrangements.

However, just as Wang Hao was about to use Xiao Zhou Tian's magical power to escape far away, he suddenly heard Pang Xiu's greeting.

His eyes asked for Qu Shentong's instructions, and then he hurriedly landed in the Wanxiang Sutra Library.

Jiang Yi, a bald female cultivator in Taoist robes, was waiting for Wang Hao with a somewhat solemn expression. The first time she saw him, she said something that surprised Wang Hao:

"Your previous guess was correct, but there is no problem with your disciple's inheritance of transformation into gods. The real problem is the Nascent Soul inheritance that other disciples brought back with no restrictions."

"In these inherited techniques, I discovered something the same."

Wang Ba's expression was slightly condensed, and he vaguely guessed something, but he still asked:

"What is it?"

Jiang Yi looked solemn:

"A flaw in the technique that can stimulate the Nascent Soul cultivator to explode in a very short period of time, forming enough power to transform into a god."

Wang Hao was startled, and then suddenly realized:

"Ye Cangsheng is really not dead?"

His words were extremely jumpy, but Jiang Yi understood what he meant and nodded:

"The God Transformation Technique and the Void Refining Technique are more like a bait hanging on all the monks, attracting everyone's attention. Even if some people are suspicious, they will only pay attention to these God Transformation Techniques and the Void Refining inheritance, and these Nascent Soul The exercises are accessible to more people, and no one will doubt the safety of the Nascent Soul Exercises."

"But no one would have thought that the real trap is hidden in these Nascent Soul Skills. Once someone takes advantage of the flaws in these skills, the Yuanying monks who practice these skills can simultaneously trigger the catastrophe of divine transformation... Heaven and Earth The power of will will be drained in an instant, leaving an opportunity for those who really want to overcome the tribulation and ascend."

"If my guess is correct, this should be the handiwork of Ye Cangsheng... I underestimated the heroes in this world."

Jiang Yi sighed and shook his head, with a complicated expression.

She has always had a natural arrogance. It is not because of her temperament, but because she came here from the Yun Tian Realm where cultivation and civilization are prosperous. It is like a mortal royal child going to experience the life of the people. Everything here is not as good as the Yun Tian Realm. Naturally, she will I feel looked down upon.

However, now that I think about it, Ye Cangsheng was still able to work hard when his Taoism was declining, and even heaven and earth did not allow the existence of monks who cultivated the void. He cultivated to the middle stage of the cultivation, and still tried his best to cultivate his own blood descendants, and finally sacrificed his blood to the entire clan. , just to ascend.

With such a firm Taoist heart and talent, no matter what is good or evil, looking at the Yun Tian Realm, there are probably only a few people who can achieve it.

If the environment of Yun Tian Realm existed, I am afraid that his achievements would not be inferior to those of Patriarch Chong Yuan.

Wang Ba's face became much heavier when he heard this, but he did not indulge in the shock caused by Ye Cangsheng's death. Instead, he asked:

"It can lead to the catastrophe of becoming a god. So, these techniques can help them condense Taoism?"

Jiang Yi was a little surprised by Wang Yan's reaction, but after hearing this, he still shook his head slowly:

"As I said just now, what breaks out is the realm of cultivation, not Taoism. If the realm of cultivation is sufficient, strength can overcome skill, and the catastrophe of transformation into a god can also be triggered. However, without the help of Taoism, if you want to successfully overcome the tribulation, The hope is so slim that it’s almost negligible.”

"That's it..."

Wang Haowei was a little disappointed.

If these techniques can quickly achieve Taoism, then he might even be able to help Ye Cangsheng.

"So, Ye Cangsheng did not die, but quickly adjusted his direction and used the Hualong Pond to prepare for the next ascension."

"It's just that the only thing that's uncertain now is, where is Ye Cangsheng?"

After hearing Wang Ba's question, Jiang Yi had a different idea:

"He is so impatient to start the layout now, it even seems a bit hasty. I'm afraid his condition won't be much better, but he must be hiding very deep. It's very difficult for you to find him. It's better to think about how to stop him. Spread these Nascent Soul skills."

"Otherwise, once the power of the will of heaven and earth is briefly drained, those world eaters outside the world may also see an opportunity to break in."

Jiang Yi's face showed a rare hint of urgency, and he said decisively:

"These Nascent Soul Techniques must be destroyed!"

Wang Hao nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words:

"What the senior said is absolutely true. Ye Cangsheng is so anxious that it will probably only take a few hundred years at most... But it is impossible to prevent the spread of these Nascent Soul skills."

The Hualong Pond was not just opened to the monks. In these days, even the God Transformation Techniques have been released a lot, let alone the Nascent Soul Techniques. I am afraid they have already spread.

Even if they have great abilities, they cannot destroy the techniques and prevent monks from practicing.

"However, there is actually no solution."

As if he thought of something, a strange light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes.

Jiang Yi couldn't help but be curious:

"any solution?"

Wang Ba smiled:

"There are many, but there is the simplest way, as long as the number of Yuanying monks in Huangjizhou is not too large."

Jiang Yiwei was a little confused.

Wang Hao did not explain anything, but activated his 'Xiao Zhou Tian Escape Magical Power' and quickly disappeared in front of Jiang Yi.

Quickly crossing nearly ten Zhuniao Tokens, his figure immediately appeared in Huangji Continent.

Glancing at the sky, he activated the power of the Yinshen and quickly disappeared into the air.

Half a day later, he casually threw a comatose Huangjizhou Nascent Soul monk into the secret realm of the scroll, looking thoughtfully:

"It's unintentional. That Yang Que is actually very fast. He has actually started to arrange manpower to gather the sect forces and unite with other cities to encircle and suppress the evil cults that the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods is doing. However, it is still a little slow."

After thinking about it, Wang Ba quickly teleported away from Huangji Continent and appeared on a small island above the East China Sea. Then he sat down cross-legged and concentrated on the statue in the sea of ​​​​consciousness on Lingtai.

at the same time.

The southwest coast of Huangjizhou.

In the Yin Temple, Wang Hao slowly opened his eyes.

After glancing around, he immediately stood up and left the temple, quickly landing outside the Temple of the Mother Goddess.

Seeing Wang Ba's figure, friendly and harmonious greetings from the evil gods came from the temples around the Mother Goddess Temple.

Wang Ba also responded one by one without any pride.

And soon, a huge placenta phantom appeared in the Mother Goddess Temple, and a voice sounded from it:

"Yin Shen, what are you doing here?"

Wang Hao bowed respectfully, and then responded in words that fit the spirit of Yin:

"Going back to the Mother Goddess, I learned an important piece of news in the human monk's avatar. After understanding it, I immediately came back and reported it to the Mother Goddess."

After hearing Wang Ba's words, the voice in the placenta suddenly became solemn:

"Oh? What's the news?"

Wang Hao said in a deep voice: "Does the Mother God still remember the human monk who tore apart the supreme sky before?"

Within the placenta, the Mother Goddess’s words were filled with anger, but there was not much emotion in her voice:

"Of course I remember it clearly. If it weren't for this person, we wouldn't have to do it all over again."

"What you are talking about is related to him? Isn't he already dead?"

Hearing some resentment in the Mother Goddess' tone, Wang Hao changed the words he had prepared without changing his expression:

"Exactly! The name of the human monk is Ye Cangsheng. He is the ancestor of Huangjizhou Daqian. He was originally in the middle stage of Void Refining. In fact, although he was seriously injured, he was not dead. He is just hiding in secret now, planning to Use the monks of Huangjizhou as pawns to drain all the power of the Supreme Sky..."

Hearing this, not to mention the Mother Goddess, even the surrounding evil gods were filled with indignation.

As the level of the Mother Goddess improved a little, her mood became much more indifferent. After hearing this, she just asked with slight hesitation:

"Then how to solve it? Does Yin Shen have a way?"

Wang Ba pretended to sigh:

"The tree is still but the wind is not stopping. I originally wanted to avoid the attention of Han Xiangzi and other Void Refining monks on Feng Linzhou and secretly accumulate strength. But now Huangji Continent is the foundation of our growth. What is the so-called side of the bed? Allowing others to sleep soundly is the plan for now..."

"...Only the monks who try their best to eradicate Daqian!"

Wang Ba's proposal immediately attracted the support of the surrounding evil gods.

"Our incense is getting scarcer and scarcer, it's time to grab the incense again!"

"What Yin Shen said makes sense!"

"The sect I founded seems to have been wiped out by Daqian monks."

However, there was no sound coming from the huge placenta.

Until Wang Ba felt a little uneasy in his heart, he finally heard the voice from the placenta:

"Just listen to Yin Shen... Yin Shen, please come in."

Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt a little excited and flew into the Temple of the Mother Goddess.

As soon as he entered the temple, an umbilical cord flew quickly from the placenta and was inserted into his body instantly.

Wang Hao resisted the urge to fight back.

The voice of the Mother Goddess immediately sounded in his ears:

"This is your reward for finding out such important news in time this time."

The next moment, the power of billowing incense poured into his body.

With the influx of the power of these incense, the body of his bright red statue quickly swelled and solidified, filled with a real texture, almost not like a dead sculpture at all.

The umbilical cord fell off quickly.

However, the voice of the Mother Goddess also sounded with a hint of confusion:

"Why...have you not been promoted to a third-class god yet?"

Wang Hao's heart tightened slightly.

My family knows their own affairs.

What else could be the reason? It is simply that when Yin Shen ascended, the power of the soul transformed from the idol was also dispersed to his other two incarnations.

The massive incense power that was originally enough for Yin Shen to complete his promotion was suddenly divided into three parts and eaten by three mouths. Naturally, he could not meet the conditions for promotion.

However, he couldn't say this kind of thing, so he could only explain it simply:

"I spent a lot of money trying to find out the news, and I didn't have many followers, so..."

Fortunately, the Mother Goddess didn't ask any more questions and gave her a simple and emotionless encouragement.

Wang Ba then returned to his temple, and his consciousness immediately returned to his body.

However, he did not return to Wanxiang Sect, but returned to Huangji Continent and waited for a long time.

Just when he was about to give up, Guan Ao's voice finally sounded from the Lingxi Stone.

Wang Ba rushed over immediately.

When he saw Guan Ao, there weren't many changes in the other person's body. He just looked at Wang Hao with a slightly apologetic look:

"I made you worry..."

Wang Hao secretly checked Guan Ao carefully, and after making sure that Guan Ao had not been taken away, he smiled:

"As long as it's okay, let's go back first and talk about it."

After saying that, he immediately took Guan Ao back to Wanxiang Sect.

Qu Shentong, Elder Ji Ying and others also rushed over after hearing the news. After some conversation, they finally understood the situation.

"I know that there is probably something wrong with this Hualong Pond, but after all, it is related to the dojo, how can we not take a little risk? And I am right there. If anything happens later, I can know it immediately, so Hualong After people brought me into the Hualong Pond, I thought about it and decided to give it a try."

"In the future, I will go to the Dragon Transformation Pond regularly. I want to try whether I can step into the Transformation God there."

Guan Ao's face was calm and calm.

Seeing that Guan Ao had already thought about the possible consequences and had made up his mind, Qu Shentong and Wang Hao looked at each other and stopped trying to dissuade him.

"If there are any changes, remember to inform me in time."

Qu Shentong left a word and left in a hurry.

As the sect leader, he has too many things to be busy with.

Wang Ba put a Zhuniao Token in Guan Ao's hand, then said nothing more and returned to Wanfa Peak.

Now he can't use his magic power at will. He had to go out to find Guan Ao and others before. Now that Guan Ao has been found, he can rest assured to cultivate the yin and yang.

…

The rare peaceful time passed quietly.

As time went by, the pain and many impacts caused by the previous Sky Splitting Incident were gradually erased.

In the blink of an eye, eighty years have passed.

Wanfa Peak.

The secret realm of beads.

Wang Bao looked at the incubation tank in front of him carefully with a rare nervousness on his face.

There, several slender black eggs slightly emitted a different kind of light under the sunlight formed by the formation.

He has been here for half a year.

This day.

Among the several black eggs, one finally moved slowly. (End of chapter)