Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Deputy Sect Leader Wang, I'll leave the sect to you first." Qu Shentong's voice came from the Lingxi Stone. Wang Ba looked at the Wu Yuan Wang in front of him, who was about three feet tall and holding a two-foot wide spiritual fruit and chewing it. He replied seriously: "There are two elders and Pang Zhen in the sect, so the sect master doesn't have to worry." In the Lingxi Stone, Qu Shentong did not deny it, but just talked about another thing: "Elder Xumi is worried, so he will go out with me this time." "But Elder Jiying will still stay in the sect." "In addition, most of the Yuanying cultivators on duty in the sect protection formation have been withdrawn by me. If there is an emergency, they can be transferred to the spiritual vein supply in time. The deputy sect master hopes to remember this." Wang Ba pondered for a while: "If it is transferred to the spiritual vein supply, I am afraid it will increase the burden on the spiritual vein... Wang Ba knows, the sect master can rest assured." Qu Shentong did not say anything more. Although Wang Ba has not participated in the affairs of the sect in recent years, with his experience and calmness, it is not likely that there will be any big problems. Besides, they went west to the Eightfold Sea to deal with the Yuanci problem, and they would be able to return in a few years at most.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are still two people at the level of transformation of the spirit to guard the sect.

In addition, there are those five-level magic weapon ancestors who do not care about worldly affairs.

Although it is inconvenient to take action, it is also a trump card that can be used to make a final decision when something really happens.

With such a sea-stabilizing magic needle, even if something happens, they can return to help in time.

After thinking about it and making sure that there are no omissions, the voice of Qu Shentong in the Lingxi Stone also disappeared.

Wang Ba put away the Lingxi Stone.

The divine consciousness explored the secret realm of the beads and swept through the sect.

But he could no longer feel the breath of Qu Shentong, Yuanci Taoist, and many Yuanying cultivators.

At first glance, the entire sect did not seem to have too many fewer people.

However, the Yuanying cultivators in the sect, except for those who were restricted by the sect's miscellaneous affairs and could not leave, were almost all gone.

This situation is so rare that even Wang Ba could not help but be stunned for a while.

It took a long time to withdraw his consciousness.

After carefully feeling the state of his Nascent Soul, Wang Ba's eyes fell on the little monkey in front of him again, with a little sigh in his eyes:

"Old buddy, I never thought that it took you so long to realize the truth."

"The last time I saw you was more than ninety years ago."

"Hee!"

The little monkey raised its head, which was almost buried in the spiritual fruit, and grinned at Wang Ba.

It showed its yellowed canine teeth.

Under its feet, there were fruit cores of various spiritual fruits.

It jumped in front of Wang Ba holding the spiritual fruit, rubbed its head against Wang Ba's hand, and then impatiently buried its head back into the spiritual fruit with an exaggerated gap bitten out.

Seeing the rare naivety of Wu Yuan Wang, Wang Ba couldn't help laughing.

He gently stroked Wu Yuan Wang's rough and forked monkey hair.

The breeze blew gently, making the leaves of the two big trees behind him rustle.

At this moment, Wang Ba's eyes were calm and indifferent.

In his body, a harmonious breath emerged little by little.

Carefully experience this rare breakthrough process.

The breakthrough that has been brewing for a long time since a year ago has finally come to fruition.

In his body, a touch of five-color spiritual light seeped out from his pores little by little, followed by cyan, purple, starlight, blood...

The next moment, he opened his mouth slightly.

A baby with nine-color spiritual light all over his body, divine patterns wrapped around his body, black and white air flowing in his nose, and a crimson lotus twisting between his eyebrows jumped out.

The rhyme of Taoism permeated, and the mystery was born.

In the secret realm of the bead, with it as the center, the pure spiritual energy that has been accumulated for many years was nourished and quickly liquefied, like a tide going east, rushing towards it!

It was like a whirlpool, swallowing the spiritual water around it.

But this was still not enough.

Wang Ba had been prepared. From his sleeves, countless essences of spirit chickens, pure stone dragon lizards, and many non-toxic pills quickly flew out.

At his current position, these things were just a matter of a call.

Including all kinds of spirit food essences, they were all handled by the people of the spirit food department and some of the "spiritual kitchen chickens" he cultivated.

It saved a lot of energy.

This is the benefit of being in a big sect.

With these essences and pills, the baby's physique grew and grew rapidly.

In just a few breaths.

It has grown from a three-month-old baby to a five or six-year-old child.

The outline of Wang Ba can be vaguely seen in the child's eyebrows.

But in comparison, it is much more delicate.

Soon, the Nascent Soul seemed to have grown to the end and no longer changed.

The surrounding spiritual energy also gradually stopped.

But at this moment, a ray of crimson light suddenly shot out from the lotus between the eyebrows of the Nascent Soul.

In that crimson light, it was the Yinshen Temple.

However, the growth of the Nascent Soul seemed to have brought a slight change to the temple.

The Yin God Temple, which had already expanded a little, became even bigger inside.

The few remaining Yin God powers in the temple also began to condense naturally.

Soon.

The Yin God Temple fell back into the Nascent Soul's brow.

And the Nascent Soul immediately turned into a rainbow light and fell into the mouth of Wang Ba, who was sitting cross-legged below.

Wang Ba also opened his eyes.

The spiritual light flowed in his eyes, and the brilliance was overflowing.

Feeling the improvement of the Nascent Soul, his understanding of the world seemed to become clearer.

A touch of joy of enlightenment suddenly arose in my heart:

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul..."

"The status of the Yin God has indeed been improved accordingly."

"Now, he can be regarded as a true third-class god."

After the "Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra" was integrated into the "Ten Thousand Methods and One Intention Skill", the improvement of Yin Shen's status was also limited by Wang Ba's own realm.

Although this is a restriction, it is also a protection for him.

If the soul is too powerful and exceeds a certain limit, it will make many techniques too unbalanced. Ten thousand techniques and one mind technique cannot integrate the methods of hundreds of schools of thought.

The situation of Yuanci Taoist is the same.

"But now the power of the Yin God in the temple is somewhat lacking."

Wang Ba's heart moved.

The secret realm of beads.

In the mortal area he designated, the power of countless incense accumulated over several years swarmed over the statues made of gold, copper, iron, wood, and clay.

Thirty million mortals have been recuperating for nearly a hundred years. Although they are limited by the land and food in the Pearl Secret Realm, they are now close to forty million.

Even if not all believe in Wang Ba, they still account for the majority.

This number is astonishing.

Even if it has only been accumulated for a few years, it is still a huge number.

However, the power of these incense did not fall on Wang Yan, but flew to the highest peak of the secret realm first.

The peak is covered with snow.

A figure that seems to be silent and 89% similar to Wang Ba sits on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly he opened his indifferent eyes.

It was Wang Ba's other incarnation, Taoist Bing.

He also practiced hard in seclusion, and even the previous promotion of his body failed to wake him up.

The power of these incense poured into the center of his eyebrows.

Countless voices of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy echoed in his soul, like demonic sounds filling his brain.

However, Taoist Bing's indifferent gaze remained unmoved.

These chaotic emotions were quickly refined under the influence of "Tai Shang Qing Jue".

It turned into mana and soul, nourishing Taoist Bing's Nascent Soul.

The pure willpower was diverted into the Yin God Temple through the air.

It turned into drops of more pure Yin Shen power.

Taoist Bing immediately closed his eyes again.

Wang Ba's face also showed a look of satisfaction.

"So much incense power has only replenished less than 20% of the power of the Yin God... It seems that I can 'leak' some important information to the Mother Goddess later."

The generosity of the Mother Goddess was something he had never seen before.

How could he let down such a good man?

"But forget it for now, we have just broken into the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and we still need to be more stable."

I thought about it for a while, then settled down and started to consolidate my realm.

Not long after he closed his eyes, something moved in his mind, and he raised his sleeves and took out the vibrating Consonance Stone.

"Qian Baimao?"

Wang Yanwei was a little surprised.

Then mana was injected.

Not long after, Wang Hao put away the Lingxi Stone with a confused look on his face.

"Yang Que actually expelled the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom from Huangji Continent so quickly. I didn't expect that the Mother Goddess actually listened to my bad idea... But why didn't Yang Que continue to pursue the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom and instead ran away to Feng Linzhou? coming?"

"...conquer the original demon sect?"

"What kind of medicine is being sold in this gourd?"

Wang Hao tapped his fingers unconsciously, but he was thinking about Yang Que's true purpose.

The first thing he thought of was the incident where he defeated the opponent under the guise of the original demon sect.

But he soon became the first to reject the idea.

"Yang Que can unify the entire Huangji Continent. Such a talented person is not so petty. Remembering such a trivial matter, if I were him, I would just laugh it off... Could it be that the ancestor of Huangji Continent behind him knew that Han Xiangzi was still there? Not dead, worried that Han Xiangzi would affect his plan, so he acted first? "

But Wang Hao immediately shook his head:

"That's not right. If you really want to grab this hand, you shouldn't make such a big fanfare. Instead, just one or two top beings will come, wait for the opportunity to attract Han Xiangzi to take action, and deal with him with the will of heaven and earth from the Ogura Realm."

"Or are you worried that Han Xiangzi will take advantage of the geographical convenience and never leave the sect? So he is risking his life?"

Wang Ba pondered for a moment, but he still couldn't figure out what the hero who single-handedly unified Huangjizhou and changed the name of "Da Qian" to "Da Sui" was thinking.

I can only shake my head:

"That's all... It's not like he's causing trouble for Da Jin anyway, so let him go. He has become a god now. Even if he goes to the original demon sect, as long as he doesn't break in, he probably won't die."

Although it is inevitable to suffer some hardships, I will definitely stay in Huangji Continent more honestly in the future and continue to contain the Kingdom of the Gods.

This will achieve Wang Yan's purpose.

Thinking of this, he whispered a few instructions to King Wu Yuan, and then sank his consciousness into Nascent Soul and continued to consolidate his realm.

…

"Qian Baimao, what are you doing!"

The sudden sound scared Qian Baimao so much that his hands trembled, and he almost shook out the Consonant Stone that had not been hidden in his sleeve.

He suppressed the nervousness in his heart and put away the Lingxi Stone without leaving any trace.

Turning around, he saw a young monk wearing black armor, with no concealment of contempt for him in his eyes, and said impatiently:

"Your Majesty asked me to call you over."

Seeing this young monk, Qian Baimao felt a little relieved. As for the impatience on the other person's face, he didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he showed a flattering smile on his face:

"It turns out to be Mr. Mei."

This person was originally the master of the Babao Palace, one of the five major sects, named Meishan.

The former physical body was shattered by the Sui Emperor himself, leaving only Nascent Soul to escape.

Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise. After returning to the sect and seizing the body, he realized that the five major sects were not in harmony with each other and the gap between them and the Sui Emperor was too big. He immediately raised his clan to worship the Sui Emperor and became the Sui Emperor's minister.

He was originally an enemy, but he was convinced by the Sui Emperor and became the vanguard of the Sui Emperor's crusade against major cities.

This status of benchmarking significance rather than actual value made him quite favored. In addition, his return also brought many manpower from Babao Palace.

Therefore, the Sui Emperor not only ignored his previous experience of hostility, but also gave the owner of the Babao Palace the title of 'Duke', second only to 'Prince', after proclaiming himself emperor in the capital.

Even Qian Baimao, a 'sycophant' favored by the Sui Emperor, would bow his head when he saw this Lord Mei.

"Don't waste time, hurry over!"

Meishan snorted coldly.

He really didn't like the little monk in front of him who didn't even have a Nascent Soul.

With only inexplicable luck and an eloquent mouth, he was able to achieve the status he had achieved through great sacrifice and many adventures.

Now there are signs of replacing it.

If this kind of lucky people hadn't been suppressed by Emperor Sui above, he could have killed this person with one palm if he were in the Eight Treasures Palace.

Even so, he was always exuding the tremendous pressure of the Yuanying Perfection cultivator, which made Qian Baimao frightened.

Qian Baimao didn't dare to say anything. His body was stiff but he still forced out a smile and bowed respectfully to Mei Shan:

"Here comes Mr. Laomei."

After saying that, he quickly flew towards the treasure ship where Emperor Sui was.

However, unlike other monks who fell directly onto the treasure ship, he landed on the water in front of the treasure ship.

Shout three times, 'The Holy Emperor's longevity will be equal to that of Heaven'.

Then he walked up the rope bridge thrown from the treasure ship respectfully.

All I had to do was kneel three times and kowtow nine times while walking.

Seeing Qian Baimao's behavior, the monks on duty on the treasure ship had expressions on their faces, and admiration suddenly arose in their hearts.

No wonder he was so favored by the Sui Emperor. No monk with any ambition would be able to do such shameless things.

After all, although everyone bowed their heads, they still retained a little bit of their pride as monks.

He may not have the ambition in his heart that if he succeeds in his ambition, he will dare to ask the Sui Emperor to be his groom.

There are very few people who have no dignity as a monk and are as shameless as this Marquis Qian.

In the treasure ship, Sui Emperor Yang Que’s chuckle came from the treasure ship:

"Baimao, you kid just loves to do this kind of flattery... Don't be so vain, come in!"

Listen to the sounds inside the treasure ship.

The monks on duty couldn't help but glance at each other.

They all saw a hint of emotion in each other's eyes.

Although it is a bit shameful, if you can really win the favor of Emperor Sui, it is not impossible...

Qian Baimao heard the sound inside the treasure ship and smiled all over his face:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Then he hurriedly walked to the treasure ship in small steps, bowed again and bowed respectfully towards the cabin of the treasure ship, and then walked in carefully.

But I saw that the cabin was unexpectedly simple. Apart from futons and incense burners, there was nothing else.

Only the aura is too strong.

The current leader of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Que, was dressed in casual clothes, with his hair casually scattered. He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding a scroll in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

When he noticed Qian Baimao coming in, Yang Que still looked at the letter without raising his head and said in a casual tone:

"Here you go... I'll give you a seat."

Soon a guard came in carrying a wooden stool.

Qian Baimao respectfully shouted "Thank you, Your Majesty" again, and then sat down.

In his heart, he was secretly thinking about the reason why the other party called him here at this time.

Yang Que seemed to have seen something exciting, but he still didn't say anything.

When Qian Baimao saw this, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Could it be that there is something missing somewhere?

It shouldn't be.

It's just that Yang Que didn't speak again for a long time. As a minister, he didn't dare to ask easily.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Que finally put down the letter in his hand and stretched lazily.

Then he looked at Qian Baimao with surprise:

"Why is Aiqing here..."

Then he slapped his forehead and said with a smile:

"I'm confused. I asked Mr. Mei to call you here just now."

Qian Baimao quickly smiled and said:

"Your Majesty is sincere in his cultivation. It is no wonder that he is able to travel thousands of miles and lead the fashion of a single continent. How can he be confused?"

There was a secret snort in his heart.

Can a dignified monk who transforms into gods really be confused?

It's nothing more than playing the tricks of ordinary emperors here... It's not like he has never seen it in the small countries around the Jin Dynasty.

However, these thoughts were immediately shattered in his heart. He had better be cautious in front of the god-transformation monk.

Yang Que seemed quite satisfied with Qian Baimao's answer, and nodded with a smile:

"You are still the best at talking."

The guard outside brought tea in quite wisely.

Yang Que picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, and then said casually:

"By the way, I heard that you are originally from Feng Linzhou?"

Qian Baimao's heart was filled with subtle waves.

coming!

A trace of panic appeared on his face at the right time:

"Dare, dare I ask Your Majesty, where did you hear this?"

Yang Que couldn't help but show curiosity, and said with a smile on his face:

"Eh? What? Qian Aiqing is really from Feng Linzhou?"

Qian Baimao hesitated for a moment, then seemed to bite the bullet and said:

"Hui, your Majesty, Wei Chen was indeed born in Feng Linzhou. However, before the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom in Feng Linzhou was in chaos, and the great powers fought endlessly, people like Wei Chen, who were like duckweeds, could only drift with the tide, but they didn't expect to be able to obtain it. It’s a blessing to meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty!”

"It's just that I am worried that my family background is not good and my Majesty will be disgusted by it, so I have never dared to tell you that I would like to ask Your Majesty to punish me for bullying my Majesty!"

Yang Que stared at Qian Baimao, and then waved his hand with some disappointment:

"Just punishing me, but in your eyes, am I just a foolish king who only cares about family background?"

Qian Baimao was startled, and then he knelt down on the ground with great joy:

"Your Majesty is truly the reincarnated Holy Emperor!"

"Hahahaha... Okay, I already knew your origin, and I was just having fun with you."

Yang Que laughed and stepped forward to help Qian Baimao up personally.

Then he smiled and said:

"I called you here this time because you were born in Fenglinzhou, so I wanted to ask for advice."

Qian Baimao wiped the non-existent sweat on his face and quickly smiled shyly:

"Back to Your Majesty, I will tell you everything I know."

"good!"

Yang Que praised him greatly, and then asked his own question:

"Since you are from Feng Linzhou, you should know the situation in Feng Linzhou. Although people in the court have been sent to investigate and know that Feng Linzhou is now in ruins, with only the two countries of Da Jin and Da Yan left, but I still believe it more You, tell me about the situation in these two countries.”

"Da Jin and Da Yan?"

Qian Baimao hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Your Majesty, when I first left Feng Linzhou, I was very soft-spoken and didn't have a very clear understanding of the two countries."

Yang Que waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, just say it."

"This is."

Qian Baimao thought about his words and replied:

"It is said that the two countries, Da Jin and Da Yan, have been established in Fenglin Continent for tens of thousands of years and have profound foundations."

"The Great Jin Dynasty is dominated by righteous people. There are three sects and one clan in it, which protects ordinary people and has no disputes with the world."

"And Dayan, headed by the Original Demon Sect, enslaves living beings for their blood. It is said that there is an old demon who refines the void in his sect..."

"Refining the void?"

Yang Que's face couldn't help but froze, and he couldn't believe it:

"Now that there is no room for cultivating gods in this world, how can there still be cultivating void cultivators?"

"This... I'm not sure about this Wei Chen."

What's wrong with Qian Baimao:

"Wei Chen only heard about it, and it was all news from the past... most of it is gone now."

Yang Que's expression relaxed slightly.

Qian Baimao added habitually:

"But your Majesty must be careful, in case there is still someone in this primitive demon sect..."

"do not talk!"

Yang Que suddenly spoke up and looked ugly.

Qian Baimao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly covered his mouth.

He said nervously:

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen really didn't mean it..."

"I know!"

Yang Que suddenly raised his hand to stop Qian Baimao from continuing.

In the past, he felt that Qian Baimao was a bit advantageous, and his casual remarks could often attract many fools from the Kingdom of Gods.

However, this time, for the first time, he felt a little numb.

Originally, I wanted to continue to figure it out slowly, but now I lost my mood and said straightforwardly:

"You were under the rule of Da Jin, right? How is Da Jin over there?"

"Da Jin?"

Qian Baimao was stunned for a moment, and then said honestly:

"Although Wei Chen has been under the rule of Da Jin since he was a child, he really doesn't know much about it. However, it should not be easy for him to be able to compete with Da Yan for many years without falling... Of course, now that the world is easier, it may not be possible for Da Jin and Da Yan It’s still the same as before.”

"That's it."

Yang Que nodded, thoughtfully.

He asked some more questions and then waved Qian Baimao away.

After Qian Baimao leaves.

Inside the originally empty cabin, a figure of a funny-looking blond old man with green bean-like eyes floated out.

Staring in the direction where Qian Baimao left, he said in a deep voice:

"This person just didn't mean what he said."

However, Yang Que showed no signs of surprise. He changed his behavior from just now and looked calm:

"Normally, as long as there are those who can achieve the golden elixir, there are a few who are willing to be inferior to others."

The blond old man frowned:

"This person is different from those in Meishan. Although he tried his best to hide it, it seems more like he has other motives... Do we want to search for his soul?"

Yang Que glanced at the blond old man calmly:

"That's not necessary. If my guess is correct, this Qian Baimao was probably planted by the Jin sect."

"you know?"

The blond old man looked surprised:

"Then why don't you capture him and interrogate him?"

"It was just now that we saw some signs."

Yang Que said casually, and then showed a hint of pride and confidence:

"The only one who uses these underworld tricks is because he is not strong enough. Since the sects of Dajin only dare to place people around me, it shows that they have no confidence and ability. What is the difference between this kind of people and the original five sects? They are just Just a chicken and a dog!"

"Qian Baimao will continue to keep it. I will use him when needed."

After hearing Yang Que's words, the blond old man showed approval:

"That's true. In the past, Ye Cangsheng almost single-handedly swept across the entire Huangji Continent. After all, we are not mortals, so we don't need to spend so much time planning... Then, you will go straight to the Original Demon Sect?"

Yang Que glanced at the blond old man and was about to open his mouth to respond.

However, his mind suddenly recalled what Qian Baimao almost said just now. His thoughts turned around in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, it turned into another sentence:

"No, since this Qian Baimao is probably someone arranged by Da Jin to be around me, the people in Da Jin will only think that I am going to attack the original demon sect. Oh, I will catch them off guard and take Da Jin in one fell swoop! "

"After that, go north and take down Dayan!"

"After destroying these two great countries, Feng Linzhou will be in my hands!"

"Anyway, this is what we planned from the beginning."

In Yang Que's eyes, there was a burning desire:

"The ancestors of the Ye family used to have only one continent to support themselves, but I can sit on two continents!"

"You have your help again, Master Hualong."

"There may not be any hope of ascending to the upper world in the future!"

The blond old man suddenly lowered his head solemnly when he heard this:

"Old slave, I will do my best to assist my master."

When Yang Que heard this, he smiled calmly.

Then he walked to the window of the cabin, and when he had an idea, the window opened quietly.

Through the window lattice.

But I saw white clouds all around, and the majestic mountains and rivers rolling down below.

It turned out that it had left the sea and was flying in the sky.

Looking at the vast mountains and rivers below, Yang Que's heart was full of pride.

…

The middle part of Fenglinzhou.

The border between the old Fu State, the old Song State, the old Lao State and the old Qiao State.

In a hidden valley, blood lines were crisscrossed, faintly outlining a bloody formation of astonishing scale.

On top of this blood formation, there is also a more exquisite breath-concealing formation that covers everything.

At this moment, an old figure was standing in the formation.

If Wang Yan were here, he would definitely recognize the person in front of him as none other than Han Yanzi, the Prime Minister of the Original Demon Sect.

Opposite him, a bloody unicorn was wailing incessantly. It was originally astonishingly strong and strong, but now it was as skinny as a stick, dying on the formation.

The breath became weaker and weaker.

Countless amounts of essence, energy, and blood flowed out from its body in reverse direction and flowed into the old figure.

The spilled part was absorbed by the black-clothed monks surrounding it.

The energy is overflowing, and the pressure is getting deeper and deeper.

This day.

Han Xiangzi felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

But I saw large ships with decorative styles that were completely different from Feng Linzhou flying past in the sky above.

"Huangjizhou's ship?"

Han Yanzi was stunned for a moment and recognized him at a glance.

But at this moment, someone on the boat seemed to notice it and looked down.

Across the breath-hiding formation.

At this moment, the two people's eyes met.

Han Yanzi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

But in the next moment, as the big ship left, his eyes quickly shifted.

In the sky, on the side of the big ship in the middle.

Yang Que unconsciously retracted his glance from below and frowned slightly:

"This Feng Linzhou is much larger than Huangjizhou, and it has flown for so long..."

"But if you do the math, it should be pretty quick."

"According to the information from the spies, by bypassing the Chen, Sen and Li countries, we can reach Dajin... there, the nearest sect..."

"If I remember correctly, it should be called 'Wanxiang Sect', right?" (End of Chapter)