Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 1 Completely giving up

"When you come here, don't ask anything. Just raise good spiritual food for the immortals, and you can enjoy what you have! Maybe you can be like me and serve as an outer deacon in the future."

"Yes, yes, I understand, little one."

"Well, take this package and it will help you raise these beasts. I will come to check them in half a month. If they are not raised well, don't blame me for asking you."

"I understand. Thank you for taking care of Deacon Li. This is just a small thought..."

"Well, that's pretty good. Okay, I'll leave first..."

"Okay, Deacon Li, please walk slowly."

Watching respectfully as the fat and big-headed Butler Li gradually disappeared into the valley, the smile on Wang Ba's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a touch of sadness and bitterness.

“We’ve finally come this far!”

"But who told me that I have low qualifications and bad luck!"

"I'm really ashamed to be called a transmigrator."

Wang Ba's eyes were full of unwillingness and helplessness.

When I came to this world, I thought I would have the opportunity to seek immortality and live forever.

It's a pity that after trying so hard to find the nearest Xianjia sect, I was told that the qualifications were not enough and even the outer sect was unwilling to accept him.

Unwilling to give in, he tried every means and spent a full eight years, but without any gains.

And having almost lost all his wealth, there was no turning back.

As a last resort, he finally gave up his unrealistic fantasies and used the little money he had left to find someone to connect with Deacon Li, the outer sect of the Immortal Family's Dongsheng Sect.

Deacon Li took the money and took it into consideration and arranged for him to come here.

A villa that raises spiritual food for immortals.

But in Wang Ba’s opinion, it would be more appropriate to call it a ‘chicken farm’.

Because looking up, the whole villa is full of free-range roosters and hens.

All of them are tall and full of energy.

Looking forward, I feel quite spiritual.

It is very different from chickens raised in the world.

These chickens are walking leisurely in the villa, and there will be people who will provide them with good feed and spiritual insects.

And their destination is that one day after they grow fat and strong, they will be sent to the dining room of the immortals to be made into spiritual food with strong spiritual power.

Deacon Li had already told him this before he came.

Besides him, there was only one elderly man in the entire villa.

The old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with age spots all over his face. Seeing Wang Ba arrive, he moved a horse by himself and sat under the eaves to bask in the sun.

"Hello sir, I'm Wang Ba. I hope you'll take good care of me when I work with my seniors in the future."

Wang Ba smiled habitually and greeted politely.

The old man glanced sideways at him, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes. After a long time, he slowly said:

"My surname is Sun."

"The person surnamed Li sent you here. It seems that the benefits you gave are not enough."

Wang Ba was taken aback when he heard the words, and then forced a smile:

"Hehe, Elder Sun was joking, I don't have anything to offer..."

"Ah!"

The old man just snorted, turned his head, and didn't say much.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no desire to say anything else.

Wang Ba also felt a little embarrassed, so he waved his hands and went to his bedroom.

The room was extremely cramped, with only a three-foot-wide narrow bed and a dilapidated wardrobe.

Pushing open the door is a musty smell and spider webs everywhere.

It looked as if no one had lived there for a long time.

It's just that Wang Ba didn't care about it in the slightest.

After simply wiping it, he couldn't wait to open the package that Deacon Li had left for him.

A piece of yellow paper, a Taoist robe and a handwritten book.

Wang Ba picked up the yellow paper and glanced at it. They were all the precautions for raising chickens.

He stuffed it into his arms casually.

Then he skipped the standard Tibetan-blue Taoist robe of the Eastern Holy Sect, and went straight to pick up the book at the bottom.

The first thing you see is three unremarkable characters.

"Strength Body Sutra".

"That's right! That's it!"

Wang Ba's eyes lit up.

This is his last hope.

When an immortal family accepts a disciple, the most important thing they value is their spiritual root qualifications.

It goes without saying if you have high qualifications.

But most people don’t even have spiritual roots.

For example, Wang Ba.

Fortunately, there is always a way out.

The same is true for the way of cultivating immortals. By practicing the "Strengthening Body Sutra", you can have a very small hope of cultivating spiritual roots.

Although the spiritual root qualifications cultivated are often very low, even the Independent Cultivator can't look down on them.

But for Wang Ba, this is a hope after all.

As for exercises like the "Strength Body Sutra", you can only be allowed to practice them if you become a member of the sect.

He only found out recently.

This is why Wang Ba insists on coming in even if he is raising chickens for the sect.

Now that the secret book is in hand, Wang Ba can't wait to open it.

"This "Strength Body Sutra" actually has thirteen levels..."

"Each level of cultivation can increase tens to hundreds of kilograms of strength..."

"As long as you cultivate to the tenth level, you will have the opportunity to cultivate spiritual roots?"

"If it reaches the thirteenth floor, it can even reach Middle Grade spiritual roots!"

"Okay! What a great technique!"

The more Wang Ba looked at it, the more surprised he became.

He didn't expect that the "Strong Body Classic" would have such a heaven-defying effect.

Although the number of cultivation levels is a bit more, it only needs to reach the tenth level to have a chance to accumulate spiritual roots.

If you practice to perfection, you can even have a Middle Grade spiritual root!

As for the entry threshold of the outer sect of the 'Eastern Sacred Sect', only a low grade spiritual root is required.

In other words, he only needs to practice to the eleventh or second floor to officially become an outer disciple of the Eastern Sacred Sect!

From now on, there is hope for immortality!

"Phew—calm down! Calm down!"

"Don't get carried away."

"With such a magical technique, the requirements for practice must not be low."

"Let's take a look first."

Wang Ba took a deep breath.

Calm down your excitement.

Then he carefully opened the following pages.

"Hey, this exercise doesn't have any requirements, it just takes some time?"

Wang Ba was extremely surprised.

He quickly continued reading.

"It only takes one year to practice the first level. In other words, it's not too hard to accept that I won't be able to develop spiritual roots until I'm forty or fifty years old..."

"Huh? The second layer takes two years, and the third layer takes four years..."

As he watched, Wang Ba's complexion gradually changed!

Geometric sequence!

Almost without thinking, the time required for the tenth floor jumped out of his mind immediately.

512 years!

He quickly turned to the next page in disbelief.

After seeing the number on the paper, he instantly stood still in place like a lightning strike!

His guess is true!

The tenth floor really needs 512 years!

And the thirteenth floor requires an exaggerated 4096 years!

Such a long time has even far exceeded the lifespan of the immortals!

Although it is written in the book that if the qualifications are extremely high, the training time can be greatly shortened.

But looking at this line of writing, Wang Ba could only smile wryly.

It takes 1023 years to repair from the first floor to the tenth floor.

What kind of qualifications can shorten the gap of a thousand years?

He didn't believe he could do it at all!

Even if he can practice it within a few decades and accumulate spiritual roots, so what?

The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years old!

What does he use for Qi Refining and what does he use for Foundation Building?

At this moment, all thoughts are hopeless.

But he finally gave up completely.

He was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, he let out a heavy breath.

It's like he wants to spit out all his ambition and unwillingness.

The "Strengthening Sutra" he had worked so hard to obtain was thrown carelessly at the foot of the bed.

Instead, there is the yellow paper recording the precautions for raising chickens...

Newcomers and new books, welcome to care

(end of this chapter)