Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Substitute? Bind a living creature?"

Wang Ba looked at the light curtain in front of him with some surprise.

He did not expect that after accumulating ten thousand years of lifespan, he would have additional gains.

Although this death-replacing magical power consumes 1,000 years of life each time it is bound to a living creature, it is a very cost-effective deal to be able to save one fatal injury with 1,000 years of life.

The only thing to worry about is that if you encounter continuous irresistible damage, this magical power will lose its value.

But even so, the addition of a life-saving magical skill made Wang Hao's anxious mood slightly relieved.

"I don't know if there will be any surprises after accumulating 100,000 years."

"Forget it, why are you thinking so far ahead? Let's think about how to arrange these 5,400 years of life."

With more than five thousand years of longevity in his body, he didn't feel much except that he was more energetic, and there was no longevity breakthrough like the rare chicken.

This made him a little confused. He didn't know whether he couldn't break through or whether the human race was like this.

He didn't have any place to experiment. After being in the sect for so long, he really didn't take the initiative to touch anyone except chickens and ducks.

"Let's try again when we have the chance. Let's get down to business first."

Wang Hao, who returned to the house, thought secretly.

Originally, all he could consume was one Strengthening Body Sutra.

But now there is another ‘death-replacing magical power’.

The former can allow him to truly enter the ranks of monks, and the latter can give him one more chance to survive in times of crisis.

After thinking for a while, he quickly made his choice.

[Current longevity - 4608 years]

Along with more than 4,000 years of longevity, Wang Ba was taken away from his body.

The bottleneck that had troubled countless handymen was also quietly broken in this silent moment.

The tenth level of the Body Strengthening Meridian is completed.

Wang Hao gently squeezed his palms and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Is this it?

In the past year since he joined the sect, he has worked hard, worked hard and endured humiliation and burden for so long, just to be able to gather his spiritual roots in one day, and now, it is like this?

For a moment, his heart actually felt a little empty.

He sat there for a while, then lay down on the bed that was still stained with Jia Qi's chicken feces.

He allowed himself to close his eyes.

a long time.

Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, his eyes flashing with excitement!

He finally came to his senses!

"Spiritual roots! I have spiritual roots!"

Although he has not yet refined his qi, and although he is still just a handyman, so what?

He may also suffer a lot.

Suffer a lot.

Got a lot of beatings.

But he knew it would never get any harder than before.

Wang Ba suddenly raised his head with a feeling and looked through the window lattice.

He saw the sky slowly lighting up, the fish-belly white that he had seen countless times.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that he looked particularly beautiful today.

…

"A talisman for detecting spiritual roots?"

Early in the morning, in Xiyuanfang City, the shopkeeper of the Talisman Shop, who was not busy yet, was stroking his long beard and shaking his head:

"We don't have this thing here. You have to go to Fengyangfang City to have a look."

"You're just a handyman, but you can't go to Fengyangfang City."

"Would you like to take a look at this 'Cai Hua Talisman'? It will allow you to feel the light released by the talisman when the middle-grade spiritual root is detected. There is also a high-grade single spiritual root. Do you want to take a look? The prices are the same. Just six points of spiritual stones.”

Wang Ba waved his hand: "Thank you, shopkeeper, no need."

He has his own spiritual roots, so why bother to experience those false things.

But in fact he is also a bit weak.

Because he discovered that although he had finally reached the tenth level of the Strengthening Body Meridian, his body did not seem to have changed much.

There was no improvement in strength or speed. He felt that there was not much difference from before he reached the tenth level.

And the spiritual roots cannot be felt at all.

If it weren't for his eyes, he could see that when the spiritual energy passed through his body, a lot of it stayed in his Dantian, which was a little different from usual.

He even wondered if this Strengthening Body Sutra was really a lie, and it couldn't condense his spiritual roots at all.

Therefore, he, who was always cautious, couldn't help but run to Fangshi early in the morning and inquire about the spiritual root talisman.

Unfortunately, there is no such talisman for sale in the mortal market, so you can only go to the "Fengyang Market" of the monks.

And with his current status as a handyman, he couldn't get in at all.

"How about trying this 'Little Flying Sand Technique'? This does not require mana. Although it does no harm, it allows you to easily experience the feeling of the immortals casting spells..."

The shopkeeper of the talisman shop never misses any opportunity to sell talismans.

Wang Hao raised his hands and cupped his fists: "It's really not necessary, I'm sorry for bothering you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The shopkeeper of the Talisman Shop looked at Wang Yan's leaving figure and couldn't help but twitch his long beard and spit:

"Bah, what the hell! I'm already working as a handyman, and I still think I'm a relic! I don't even take a pee to look after myself, what kind of fate do I have... Here we go! What do you want, my guest..."

Naturally, Wang Yan was not aware of the changes in the shopkeeper's past and present.

Even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.

But he had another purpose in coming to Fangshi.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have rare chickens and colorful ducks?"

"No, the superiors have tightened their checks recently and won't admit sick people. Do you want to take a look at it, Bao Zhu?"

"Oh, haha, forget it then. I have a few spiritual chickens here. Do you still want to take them?"

I ran around the entire Xiyuanfang City and found that there was not even a single sick chicken in any of the grain shops.

Not only were there sick chickens, there were basically no other poultry left.

There are only a few large and healthy pigs.

If he was wearing this thing, he would definitely attract attention.

He had no choice but to exchange all the spiritual chickens he brought with him for spiritual stones. Anyway, he could make a sure profit by selling them while the spiritual chickens were at a high level.

With spiritual stones, if you encounter something you need, you can buy it in time.

When going to Dingjiuzhuang, he also went to Beisongfang City, but found that the doors of several grain shops were closed.

After asking around, I found out that not long after he left last night, several shops in Beisongfang City were closed down. It was said that they were found selling sick poultry, spreading plague and other behaviors that harmed the sect.

I heard that a few outer disciples who bought sick chickens were caught and severely punished.

Wang Yan was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat when he heard the news.

Fortunately, he has always been cautious. When he bought sick chickens last night, he used to disguise himself. Otherwise, even the outer disciples would be caught, and he would not have the confidence to escape.

But I also know in my heart that it is basically impossible to buy sick chickens to increase longevity.

However, Wang Ba was already very satisfied. During this wave of plague, he collected two to three thousand rare chickens. The total number of the dozen or so Zhuangzi at the back was probably similar to this number.

Normally, if he wanted to receive so many rare chickens, he would probably have to be cautious for another three or four years.

"When the spiritual roots are measured and we roughly know our situation, we have to find a way to leave the sect as soon as possible."

Wang Hao secretly thought about how to leave the sect.

To be honest, he also thought about simply pretending to be a 'Hidden Spiritual Root' and becoming an outer disciple of Dongsheng Sect, without saying that he would reach the sky in one step. However, with the potential of his golden finger, he was confident that he could grow up quickly.

But he dare not forget for a moment that there is still a secret organization called the Immortal Society in the sect.

Yu Changchun, Deacon Li, Lao Hou...

He actually wanted to inform and expose the sect.

But what if the person behind the Immortal Society is really the headmaster of Jingshanfang?

That's Zhenren Jindan!

Does he, a little handyman who has just condensed his spiritual roots and is not even refining his qi, really have the courage to face such a big shot?

And again, he didn't believe that everyone in the sect was stupid and couldn't detect this situation.

The meaning of knowing clearly but allowing it to develop is self-evident.

Faced with this complicated situation, his best way to deal with it is:

Walk!

No matter the cost, the sooner the better!

With such determination, as soon as he arrived at the gate of Dingjiuzhuang, he heard Chu Erniu's cry:

"I'm not going to the front line! I'm not going to the front line!"

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