Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Although he was extremely curious about what Zhao Feng had left on his abdomen and ribs before.

But Wang Ba still suppressed his curiosity and put all the yellow-throated stone turtles into his spirit beast bag.

Then the search for a suitable breeding location began.

It didn't take long for him to find an open and airy area on the bank of Nanhu Lake.

"This place is quite suitable."

Wang Ba turned around and finally decided to locate the chicken farm here.

Mainly because he also considered the possibility of raising yellow-throated stone turtles in the future.

Although the yellow-throated stone turtle can also survive on land, it is still water-oriented after all, and it is more convenient to be close to water sources.

Without the appropriate tools at hand, Wang Ba could only use his magic power to chop down century-old trees with his bare hands, then chop them into sections one by one, bury them, and form a wooden wall.

"This kind of big tree is almost close to a spiritual plant... It's a pity that it feels like other plants, but there is no longevity. I wonder if the plant will show longevity if it becomes a demon."

Wang Hao felt slightly regretful.

But he didn't think much about it, and immediately started busy.

After all, it had only been a few days since he had successfully refined the energy, and the accumulated mana was quickly exhausted. He could only work for a while, then sat down to absorb and refine the meager spiritual energy nearby, and then converted it into mana.

After that, he got up to chop trees and bury piles. When his mana was exhausted, he meditated again.

Repeat.

"If you have the chance, you must go to the 'practice room' in Fang City to experience the experience. It is really painful to practice here!"

Wang Hao, who had no choice but to suspend refining as the spiritual energy around him was once again sucked out, was speechless.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a single spiritual stone on his body now.

There are rare chickens and spiritual chickens, but he won't sell them for the time being.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that Wang Yan finally managed to bury the wooden piles of the outer wall of the chicken farm and built an extremely simple and even leaky wooden house inside.

But it's enough.

Sitting in the wooden house, facing the South Lake.

The moonlight shone on the lake, creating sparkling waves, but a feeling of hunger broke this rare peace.

Wang Ba also became interested, so he simply took off his clothes and prepared to jump into the South Lake to catch two fishes.

Although his water skills are average, with his current physical fitness, he can dive deep in the water for a long time and catch a few fish without much effort.

Just lowering his head, he found that the skin on the abdominal ribs was extremely smooth, and there was no trace of anything hidden.

The curiosity that had been suppressed before finally couldn't be restrained.

He couldn't help but touch it.

"It's strange...you can obviously touch it, it's round, but it also feels prickly."

After thinking for a while, Wang Hao gently picked at it with his fingers, but he was unable to pull out the round thing at all.

It was as if this thing had grown on him.

"Why did Senior Brother Zhao suddenly give me this..."

Wang Ba couldn't help but start to recall last night's experience again.

Senior Brother Zhao seemed to have noticed something after the black-clothed monk appeared, and then deliberately slapped himself as if to explain the funeral, but in fact he hit himself in the ribs with this strange thing. .

And that black-clothed monk, if nothing unexpected happens, should be Lu Yuansheng, the former outer sect disciple that Zhao Feng has always remembered.

Thinking of the gleam in Zhao Feng's eyes every time he talked about Lu Yuansheng, Wang Hao felt a little complicated for no reason.

Perhaps for Zhao Feng, he was more willing to believe that Lu Yuansheng was really dead.

He shook his head gently to get rid of these useless emotions.

Wang Ba's face showed a look of thinking:

"In that case, Senior Brother Zhao knew that he would die, so he left this invisible thing to me. In other words, this thing is either extremely important to Senior Brother Zhao, or Senior Brother Zhao thinks it is very important to me."

"If I could use it...I know."

Wang Ba's heart moved, and he transferred the few mana in his Dantian to his palms bit by bit, and then touched his abdomen and ribs.

But to his surprise, this method didn't work. He could still only touch it, but couldn't see it.

After thinking for a while, he mobilized his magic power from his body to his abdominal ribs.

However, his expression soon changed drastically!

The moment the few strands of mana touched his abdominal ribs, it seemed as if he had fallen into a deep sea whirlpool.

The powerful suction force instantly absorbed all his magic power!

But this time, even though the thing on his belly disappeared for a fleeting moment, Wang Hao still saw it.

That's a bead.

A dark-looking iron bead.

It was embedded between his abdominal ribs, like a raised birthmark.

Although it was silent, he could faintly feel the astonishing sword intent in it.

Just looking at it, he felt his eyes sting.

If it absorbs enough magic power, Wang Yan can't even imagine what kind of changes it will have.

"Magical weapon? Or something?"

Wang Ba was shocked.

Unfortunately, with his meager magic power, it is really difficult to meet the demand for this bead.

With a regretful sigh, Wang Ba did not indulge in such emotions. He walked quickly to the lakeside and jumped hard. In a short time, he dropped several big fish to the shore.

After landing on the shore, he simply disemboweled the fish with broken stone fragments, washed it with lake water, and then directly scraped off the debone fish meat and put it in his mouth.

Sweet and delicious, it melts in your mouth.

"There shouldn't be parasites or anything, right?"

"But these fish can't find longevity... It seems that what I thought is right, not all animals can find longevity."

Under the moonlight, while chewing raw fish, he carefully reviewed the experiences of the past year.

What concerned him the most was undoubtedly his greatest reliance - the ability to carry longevity.

Although it was found in practice that this ability actually had many limitations, just being able to help the spirit beasts achieve longevity breakthroughs gave him too much room to operate.

But Wang Yan has also been thinking about a question.

Why didn't he discover this ability until he joined the Dongsheng Sect?

In fact, he had come into contact with all kinds of living creatures in his mortal life. In this life, although he came from a wealthy family, he was not immune to the elements.

Therefore, Wang Hao guessed that most of them were rare chickens and colorful ducks, which were different from the living animals at the foot of the mountain.

After thinking about it, the only difference he could think of was that living creatures in the world have less aura than rare chickens.

Although rare chickens are also ordinary chickens, because they contain spiritual energy in their bodies, they are infinitely close to spiritual birds, so they become spiritual food raised by monks.

There are many rare birds and animals in the world, but not all of them can be included in the monk's menu.

He touched a lot of fish in the lake just now, which proved this point.

None of these fish can trigger the longevity panel.

Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled the yellow-throated stone turtles during the day, and quickly took out a few from the spirit beast bag.

[Target longevity: 46.1 years], [39.6 years], [47.3 years], [49.8 years]...

Longevity varies, but generally remains around 45-55 years.

This is somewhat different from many people’s impression that turtles can live for thousands of years.

However, Wang Ba is not surprised. It has been recorded in Jiaohu Taoist's "Bi Tan" that the life span of most mortal tortoises is only thirty or forty years.

And although forty or fifty years is not much, it is already twice as long as the twenty years of rare chickens.

"The breeding difficulty of yellow-throated stone turtles is lower than that of rare chickens. Due to their low IQ, they relatively follow animal instincts."

Wang Ba carefully recalled the records in "Bi Tan Tan".

"What's more troublesome is that the yellow-throated stone turtle only lays four clutches of eggs a year, and each clutch usually only has four or five eggs."

"After the turtle eggs are hatched, the mother turtle does not need to lie down in the nest, but the incubation period is much longer than that of the eggs. It takes a full three months to hatch."

"The advantages and disadvantages are quite obvious."

"If these yellow-throated stone turtles can be purchased in large quantities, they can become another source of longevity."

After eating all the raw fish and meat in one go, Wang Yan deposited longevity yuan into all the yellow-throated stone turtles one by one.

What surprised him was that the deposit and withdrawal ratio of Yellow-throated Stone Turtle Shouyuan was similar to that of rare chicken.

Then he dug a shallow pit with a wooden stick and introduced some lake water into the pit, blocking the possibility of the yellow-throated stone turtles escaping.

Then he returned to his cabin with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.

On this day, he was really tired.

…

Early the next morning, he used the telegraph to convey the news that he had chosen a location to raise chickens to Yu Changchun.

Of course, the transmission talisman was given to him by Yu Changchun before, and it was said to be worth three low-grade spiritual stones.

Anyway, Wang Hao clearly remembered the distress on Yu Changchun's face when he gave him the transmission talisman.

He was really speechless about this.

How can a great monk in the late stage of Qi refining be so picky?

Not long after, Yu Changchun rushed over and personally delivered chicken feed as high as a hill in a storage bag.

"I brought them all here from the original Jingshan Fang. Not many people in our Tianmen Sect know how to raise these. They will be enough for you to use for a while!"

"Uh... there are some things in here that will break down over time."

Wang Ba couldn't help but remind him.

Yu Changchun suddenly looked confused: "There is still this matter? What should we do?"

"There is nothing we can do for now, we can only use it for now."

Wang Hao shook his head. Compared with Dongsheng Sect's already perfect chain for raising chickens, demon sects like Tianmen Sect probably dig more human bones.

Raising chickens is really difficult for them.

Yu Changchun, who was unable to help him, suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, he counted out five spiritual stones from the storage bag.

"This...if you need anything, you can go to Fangshi to have a look."

After all, maybe he felt that the spiritual stones given to him were too few, so he chatted for a few words and left in a hurry.

Wang Ba looked at the several spiritual stones in his hand and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

I really can’t bear to let the horse eat grass, but I also want the horse to run away.

But it has to be said that although five spiritual stones are not much, they do solve Wang Yan's urgent need.

Apart from anything else, if I had had more axes used by mortals yesterday, it wouldn't have been so strenuous.

He hurried to Nanhufang City and purchased a batch of pots, stoves, dishes, beds, quilts, knives, axes, spiritual rice and other supplies and tools.

Now he is just a young monk who has just started refining qi. He can use most of the things that ordinary people can use, and the most important thing is that they are not expensive.

So after purchasing, there were still four spiritual stones left.

When walking through the 'Human Puppet Shop', he couldn't help but stop when he saw the human puppets with eyes closed standing inside the shop.

There was a hint of heartbeat in his eyes.

These human puppets are said to be puppets, but in fact they are all made from living people. After being stimulated, they are no different from living people. While maintaining their own consciousness, they cannot refuse any request of their master.

Among them are many beautiful monks and monks with powerful combat abilities.

Of course, the combat power cannot be compared with that of normal monks.

In Wang Yan's view, although it would be too cruel to make living people into human puppets, if he could have a human puppet to help him take care of the chicken farm, he would have enough time to practice.

Anyway, turning a rare chicken into a spiritual chicken is just a matter of depositing longevity yuan, and there is no need for him to stay in the chicken farm in person.

But after looking around, he still had no choice but to leave.

expensive!

It's just too expensive.

Even a human puppet made by an ordinary mortal requires 10 spiritual stones.

You also need to purchase a special stimulating method, which requires 5 spiritual stones.

Wang Yan had a deeper understanding of the Tianmen Sect's methods of exploiting these outsider monks.

"By the way, isn't Yu Changchun from Xuan Puppet? Can you ask him to provide a human puppet?"

Thinking of this, Wang Ba prepared to let Yu Changchun shed some blood the next time he saw him.

But when he left Fangshi, he unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

"Is it her? She is still alive?"