Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Zhongshengzhou.

A Zhuniao Token that fell under the rocks in the mountains suddenly shook slightly at this moment.

next moment.

A figure with an ordinary face suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It was Wang Ba.

He quickly flew up and looked around.

Nodding slightly:

"After the formation was set up here last time, the spiritual energy has been enriched a lot, which is just suitable for the White Tiger to overcome the tribulation."

Then he patted the spirit beast bag.

From the spirit beast bag, a white tiger immediately jumped out.

It rises in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it is as big as a hill.

It seemed that he had been suffocating in the spirit beast bag for a long time. As soon as Fang came out, he couldn't help but roar to the sky.

It seemed like a way to express the depression in my heart.

The sound shook the surroundings, and the countless birds and beasts that had gathered because of the aura here suddenly dispersed.

The majesty of the King of Beasts is unmistakable at this moment.

Wang Ji slightly disliked the noise and scolded:

"Okay, don't scream."

Only then did Bai Hu stop with his thoughts still unfinished.

After thinking for a while, Wang Hao then made slight adjustments to the surrounding spirit gathering formations to speed up the gathering of the surrounding spiritual energy.

This book was used to help Qi Yan overcome the disaster. He left in a hurry before and did not take it away. Fortunately, no one came to take it away.

He then took out a lot of spiritual food, spiritual materials, elixirs, etc. from the stored magical artifacts, and took out some of the on-site preparations to prepare the elixirs for White Tiger to overcome the disaster and recover.

Over the years, he has never stopped studying and studying the ways of controlling beasts.

Half a day later.

The white tiger, which had shrunk to an ordinary size, slowly walked out of a newly opened elixir bath.

Shake out the spiritual fluid on his body.

The pekoe on the body is brand new and translucent, and the roots are clear and white.

He roared low, the sound was not loud, but it was filled with the unique aura of the descendants of divine beasts.

Seeing that Bai Hu's energy and spirit were already complete.

Wang Ba also nodded happily:

"Okay, let's get started."

Hearing Wang Ba's words, Bai Hu's eyes flashed with excitement.

The aura on his body was no longer concealed and completely exploded.

In just a few breaths, huge dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Countless thunders are brewing in it.

In the blink of an eye, a huge thundercloud had gathered above the white tiger's head, giving the impression of an impending disaster.

Feel the terrifying intimidation of this thundercloud.

Wang Yan couldn't help but look slightly condensed:

"Is this how difficult it is for the descendants of divine beasts to overcome the tribulation?"

The size of this white tiger's thundercloud was far inferior to that of his master Yao Wudi among those he had seen, but it was still much greater than Qi Yan's.

This also proves Baihu's rich heritage.

Of course, even such a spiritual beast can be easily restrained in front of some powerful beast control masters.

In the past, when Qi Yan faced the white tiger, he could pinch it with both hands. This could be regarded as one thing defeating another.

There is no need for Wang Yan to think about the next thing. He has already perfected everything he can do, and he can only rely on himself in the future.

Soon, the first lightning disaster fell.

The white tiger was not afraid and stepped forward to meet the breeze.

A blink of an eye.

After more than twenty thunder tribulations.

The white tiger's fur was split open and its flesh and blood were burnt black.

Almost only the bones remained.

But still standing tall with tiger bones.

On the head with almost no complete fur, only a pair of tiger eyes that gradually turned blood red due to the stimulation of the tribulation were left.

He was staring at the thunder disaster above.

Wang Ba stared at it closely, knowing that at this moment, Bai Hu's intelligence had once again been eroded by the ferocious aura.

Realizing that its condition was not good, Wang Yan did not delay.

While quickly sending various essences into Bai Hu's mouth, he also quickly applied many healing elixirs and spiritual materials while taking advantage of the gap between thunder and calamity.

It sounds complicated, but given Wang Yan's current level of cultivation, it only takes an instant to complete this.

Bai Hu's condition recovered quickly.

Finally, just as the last thunderstorm was about to fall, Bai Hu suddenly opened his mouth.

A round, huge inner elixir flew out and faced the thunder calamity in the sky.

The next moment, lightning struck the inner elixir instantly!

The white tiger below was shocked, and his blood-red eyes showed some clarity.

Then the inner elixir suddenly cracked open, and a white tiger soul that was eighty-nine times similar to the hybrid white tiger emerged from the wind.

The soul looked up to the sky and roared.

Countless green winds emerged at its feet and quickly blew high into the sky, blowing away the thunderclouds in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the soul returns to its original position.

In the spirit-gathering array that Wang Ba had prepared in advance, countless spiritual energy quickly poured into the newly born fifth-level divine beast white tiger!

Wang Ba concentrated his eyes, and his spiritual light flashed.

Sure enough, it can be seen that the bloodline of the white tiger after the tribulation is obviously purer.

However, despite this, the complexity of the bloodline can still be seen.

"It seems that at least until training, this white tiger can hope to become a pure beast."

Thinking of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little more happy.

He was about to fly over to help the white tiger recover.

However, it flew into the air.

Bai Hu suddenly turned his head.

Facing Wang Ba, he showed a creepy smile!

"Um?"

It is better to hear ghosts crying than to see tigers laughing.

Even Wang Ba couldn't help being stunned when he saw Bai Hu's smile.

In this room, the white tiger suddenly flew towards Wang Ba.

Blocking out the sky and blocking out the sun, like a mountain pouring over the sea!

Wang Ba's figure remained unchanged, his eyes fell on Bai Hu's slightly red eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"I asked you why you suffered from the bloody disaster. It turns out that you should be here."

The next moment.

A shocking sword light suddenly lit up.

…

"Who is the head of the Xiao family that Master is talking about? Why have I never heard of him?"

Xuanguo ghost market is outside the teleportation array.

Wang Qingyang looked around blankly, full of doubts.

After receiving the mission assigned by the master.

After hurriedly preparing, she immediately took the sect's teleportation array to the Xuanguo Ghost Market.

However, I still thought about Master's instructions before leaving.

They only talked about Rongmeng City and the head of the Xiao family, but did not explain what to do, which made her really not sure what to do next.

His eyes swept over the Jindan monk guarding the outside of the teleportation formation. Wang Qingyang's heart moved. He gave a slight salute to the monk and said politely:

"I dare to ask my friend, is there a family named Xiao in Xuanguo Rongmeng City?"

"Xiao family?"

The golden elixir cultivator first quickly returned the salute, and then was slightly surprised:

"Where did fellow Taoist learn about this? The Xiao family are people who often come to Xuanguo. Normally, they should have never heard of it."

Wang Qingyang couldn't help but feel curious:

"Why do you say that?"

The monk smiled and explained:

"The Xiao family is very low-key. On the surface, it co-governs Rongmeng City with the Wen family and the Chixue Mansion, but in fact it is dominated by it. Therefore, except for the people in Xuanguo who know a little bit about it, the outside world does not know that the Xiao family is very powerful... Of course, it was not a big force before, but since the Xuan Kingdom was conquered by the Kingdom of All Gods more than a hundred years ago, most of the sects and family monks were either kidnapped or took advantage of the chaos to escape. Very few survived.”

"Among these people, the Xiao family is the leading one. In the past hundred years, because there were not many competitors, it was able to develop as much as possible. Now there are two Yuanying monks in the family, one is in the middle stage of Yuanying, one is in the early stage of Yuanying, and the other is in the early stage. There are twenty-five Dan monks, and they can be said to be the overlords in today’s Xuan Kingdom.”

"There are actually two Nascent Soul cultivators?"

Wang Qingyang was slightly surprised.

In today's general environment, Yuanying Consummation monks are already the top power capable of walking outside.

But this Xiao family has two Nascent Soul cultivators to support its appearance, and it can definitely be regarded as a powerful force among the small countries.

The monk guarding the formation saw Wang Qingyang coming alone. Although he was a Jindan monk, he still warned:

"If you want to deal with the Xiao family, fellow Taoist, you need to be more careful. The Xiao family is ruthless in their methods. He is also a demon cultivator. He often sacrifices blood to mortals and robs and kills fellow Taoists. Of course, if you encounter problems, you can Tell us our sect’s name, I’m afraid they won’t have the guts to provoke us.”

Hear the natural confidence in the tone of the monk guarding the formation.

Wang Qingyang smiled slightly.

She was born in the Ten Thousand Dharma lineage, and although her cultivation was only at the Golden Core level, she could handle one or two Nascent Soul early stage monks with no problem.

What's more, this Xuanguo monk is not considered a big sect, and his inheritance is mostly average.

If there was a real fight, her chances of winning would be much higher.

What's more, there are protective treasures given by the master.

After asking again carefully, she bowed to the monk guarding the formation and left.

He didn’t go out of his way to find the ghost market guard.

Just because she gradually realized that the reason why the master did not specifically tell her anything was because he wanted her to do things easily.

Thinking of this, she immediately flew towards Rongmeng City.

It only took less than half a day.

She had already landed near Rongmeng City.

Since he often heard his wife talk about his master's many past experiences, Wang Qingyang was also quite cautious due to his influence.

The clouds fell in the distance and the flying magic weapon was put away.

At the same time, she restrained her aura and disguised herself as an inconspicuous female foundation-building cultivator.

After all, the golden elixir monks are so prominent among these small countries. If a strange golden elixir monk enters Rongmeng City, it will definitely attract the attention of the Xiao family.

Since Wang Qingyang didn't know the specific intention of her master, after some consideration, she simply put observation first.

But when she entered the city, she was stopped.

"Monk? Where do you practice? What is the purpose of coming to the city?"

At the gate of the city, the two foundation-building monks frowned slightly and looked at Wang Qingyang warily.

No one checked the mortals around, but no one dared to stop and observe, and they passed by Wang Qingyang quickly like running water.

Rongmeng City is a rare city where monks and mortals live together.

According to the information given to her by the monks who guarded the formation before, in addition to the Xiao family, the Wen family and the Scarlet Blood Mansion, there are also a large number of mortals and casual cultivators living here.

The reason why it is so special is that there is a huge spiritual mine directly under Rongmeng City.

Although the Xiao family wanted to monopolize it, due to the surrounding situation and actual situation, they still had to sit here together with the Wen family and the Scarlet Blood Mansion.

Also because a large amount of spiritual minerals need to be mined and transported, this city also allows a large number of mortals to exist.

Although these mortals are far less efficient than monks, they are cheap and durable, and do not require any expenditure on the part of the monks, which can greatly save the monks' mana.

Because there are spiritual mines and many monks gather here, Rongmeng City has also evolved into a place where the surrounding monks exchange all kinds of cultivation materials.

Wang Qingyang learned this information from the monks guarding the ghost market.

However, she did not expect that she would be asked for information when entering the city.

Fortunately, although she is inexperienced, she is quick-thinking.

Hearing this, his heart only moved slightly, and he said without blinking:

"I am practicing in Jishi Mountain in the southwest. I am here to collect some ivory and jade mines."

Ivory jade is a specialty here. It is named after its shape and texture are like ivory and as white and smooth as jade.

Hearing this, the foundation-building monk guarding the gate had no doubts, nodded and said:

"Then just pay the fee."

"Najin?"

Wang Qingyang was slightly confused.

The foundation-building monk said impatiently:

"Fighting is prohibited in the city. It is unrealistic to hand over your magic weapons. You have to pay a fee. If you do it, the money will not be returned to you as a restraint."

"Of course, if you really make a move and damage everything here, you can't even think about escaping. We have the Nascent Soul Lord here!"

After hearing this, Wang Qingyang thought for a while, but he didn't feel there was any problem.

Then he asked:

"Then how much do I need to pay?"

The foundation-building monk looked at Wang Qingyang, looked him up and down, and said casually: "Foundation-building monk... at least you need two high-grade spiritual stones, right?"

"Two high-grade spiritual stones?"

Wang Qingyang frowned slightly.

It's not that it's too much, it's just that she doesn't have such a thing as a spiritual stone.

The main reason is that I don’t need it within the sect, and I rarely go out alone, so I really didn’t prepare these things at the moment.

Keep this in mind.

The foundation-building monk glanced at him and said in a slightly disdainful tone:

"You look like a poor man at first glance. Forget it, you don't have to give these spiritual stones. If you can come up with something of similar value, that's fine. Have you ever raised a mortal? If you have blood pills, that would be fine. It would save trouble."

After hearing the monk's words, Wang Qingyang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

However, he still forced himself to endure it.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a bottle of spiritual food from the storage artifact:

"This should be worth one or two high-grade spiritual stones."

The foundation-building monk casually took over the bottle, opened the cork, and a strong spiritual energy immediately surged up.

He quickly capped the bottle.

He raised his head and glanced at Wang Qingyang again without leaving a trace, then put the bottle away carelessly, handed her a wooden sign, and said casually.

"Go in, and when you come out, use this card to get the money."

Although Wang Qingyang felt something was wrong, he thought quickly in his mind, then took the wooden sign and walked in.

After she entered the city, a cold look flashed in the eyes of the foundation-building monk at the city gate.

Then he gently shook a wooden bell in his arms.

at the same time.

A quiet room in Rongmeng City.

Among the several wooden bells of different colors hanging in the quiet room, one suddenly started shaking on its own.

A red-faced golden elixir monk who was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room heard the movement and immediately opened his eyes and glanced at the wooden bell.

His expression suddenly condensed:

"Well, it seems that there is a golden elixir monk sneaking into the city?"

He frowned slightly.

Then recite the mantra.

A bronze mirror slowly flew up, showing an overlooking picture of the entire Rongmeng City.

Then the entire Rongmeng City quickly zoomed in, finally landing on a beautiful and beautiful face.

That was clearly Wang Qingyang's face.

Seeing this face, the red-faced Jindan monk couldn't help but reveal a cold smile.

"There is no door to hell, and you just barged in!" (End of this chapter)