Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 114 Identity Mysterious

"May I ask this friend, what are your orders here?"

Although he didn't know the purpose of this mysterious monk's sudden arrival, Wang Ba still took the initiative to speak.

The monk in gray slowly turned around and looked at Wang Ba.

The vague faces like Lu Yuansheng and Yu Changchun made Wang Ba's heart condense.

The deep and solemn aura on the other party made Wang Ba unconsciously feel extremely dangerous.

He couldn't help but wonder.

Is this person a leftist monk or a disciple of the sect?

The monk in gray clothes finally spoke, making a hoarse and dull voice:

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhao didn't make a mistake."

Senior Brother Zhao? !

Although Wang Ba was frightened, he was not confused.

Among the Zuodao monks stationed in Dongsheng, none of them are still remnants of the Dongsheng Sect, and none of them are familiar with the disciples of the Dongsheng Sect.

What makes him confused is, who is this person?

Why do you know about his relationship with Zhao Feng?

But there was no fluctuation on his face at all, and he asked with confusion: "This Fellow Daoist, what are you talking about?"

At the same time, the mana quickly traveled and was secretly injected into the High Grade Jade Armor.

Unexpectedly, the monk in gray clothes shook his head slightly:

"It's just a joke, Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous."

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes and showed no intention of relaxing at all.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed monk said helplessly: "Forget it, let me tell you the truth. The price in the market is too high now. I heard that there are soul chickens for sale here at Fellow Daoist. I want to buy some. I only need fifty at first. Later, I will buy some." …”

"I'm really sorry. This is a rumor. I don't have a spiritual chicken here."

Wang Ba showed a smile, and his words stunned the monk in gray.

"No? How come there isn't?"

"No, I'm really sorry. Fellow Daoist, please come back."

Wang Ba smiled again.

After saying that, he walked directly into the chicken farm, leaving only the monk in gray standing there blankly.

It seems that he did not expect such an encounter at all.

After a while, he came to his senses and took a deep look at the chicken farm.

There was a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Shaking his head slightly, he immediately stepped onto the Law Weapon and disappeared in front of the chicken farm gate.

In the chicken farm.

Wang Ba looked cold.

"Dong Qiyu?"

It's not hard to guess.

It can make Wang Ba feel dangerous. The strength of the monk in gray is obviously more than the ninth level of Qi Refining.

And the Foundation Building monk will not hide his head or tail in front of him.

Therefore, most gray monks are at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

In addition, he actually knew the relationship between Wang Ba and Zhao Feng, and even called Zhao Feng his senior brother.

The other party was probably a left-behind monk from the Dongsheng Sect.

Then his identity is already revealed.

Either Dong Qiyu or Meng Ran Dao.

Among the heretic monks left behind by the Eastern Holy Sect, these two are the only ones who have attained the tenth level of Qi Refining.

But thinking of the many monks gathered around Meng Randao, even if the spirit chicken was really needed, most of them would not come forward in person.

So the possibility that Dong Qiyu, who lives alone and rarely hears news about him, is a gray-clothed monk is almost 99%.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden among the Left Dao monks, as well as other Qi Refining tenth-level monks.

But no matter what, Wang Ba tried his best to avoid any interaction with such people.

He hides his head but shows his tail, and his behavior is suspicious. You can tell at a glance that he has a secret.

Such people often get into trouble.

And he was most afraid of getting into trouble.

Regardless of whether it will be provoked or not, he will stay away from it.

After waiting for a while and confirming that Dong Qiyu was really gone, Wang Ba took the black feather chicken and set foot on the teleportation array to Jiantao's station.

…

Came back from Jiantao's station.

In the wooden house of the chicken farm.

Wang Ba glanced at the neatly arranged wooden bed and tables and cabinets, and knew that Bu Chan had been here before.

Suddenly frowned:

"This girl, how many times have I told you that cleaning the house takes up too much time, so you should concentrate on your practice."

Shake his head slightly.

Wang Ba first opened the spirit animal bag, looked at the few giant shield tortoises and dozens of yellow-throated stone tortoises in good condition, and put them aside.

Then he opened the storage bag and took out a large basin of frozen substance that looked like water but not water, and looked like meat but not meat.

This is the result of Wang Ba spending more than a hundred spiritual stones and asking a spiritual chef from Jiantao's station to concentrate the essence of two hundred spiritual chickens.

He couldn't help but use his magic power to gently dig out a piece and put it into his mouth.

In an instant, rich spiritual energy and vitality and blood essence quickly surged from the mouth to the body, Dantian, and the center of the eyebrows...

The mana vortex in the dantian quickly and spontaneously rotated, and wisps of mana were born quickly.

At the same time, in the Yin God's Mansion, the power of the Yin God that was consumed in the previous conquest of the Mirror Moon Mansion is also rapidly recovering.

The body seems to be undergoing subtle and subtle changes.

Take a few mouthfuls in a row.

He stopped when he felt a sense of fullness in his body that he could no longer eat.

"No wonder Yan Chi's practice speed is so fast..."

Just these few sips can almost catch up with his hard work in the Lingshui courtyard for most of the day.

Of course, if the essence of two hundred Low Grade spirit chickens is concentrated at this consumption rate, it will probably be consumed in less than two months.

This kind of consumption is simply terrifying.

That is to say, his cost of raising spirit chickens is so low that it is almost nothing, otherwise he would not be able to bear such consumption at all.

As for the monk surnamed Yan, it is estimated that he was willing to do this because he gained a lot in the previous wave of Jingyue Mansion, and in order to compete for the inheritance talisman.

"However, if the spirit chicken essence has been used as a supplement, it was originally expected to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining in about two years. Now, it may only take a little more than a year to reach it."

"It seems that there will be another wave of rare chickens."

He originally wanted to ensure that the number of spiritual chickens in the chicken farm would not be coveted by the monks in his religion, so he usually kept five or six hundred chickens.

This amount can not only guarantee the exchange of practice materials with other monks on weekdays, supply to Changchun's practice, but also to his own practice.

Not too noticeable either.

But now that the Low Grade Spirit Chicken has a better place to go, he can let it go.

Therefore, he first gave Primordial Yang to a group of age-appropriate rare hens, and after a period of time, when all the rare hens had laid eggs and the hatching period was approaching, he used his longevity breakthrough to produce Low Grade chickens with the corresponding number of eggs.

In this way, it is guaranteed that the supply range of chicken feed will not be exceeded too much, and the chickens can be continuously produced.

After the chicks in the egg were born, he packed the breakthrough Low Grade spirit chickens into spirit animal bags, and waited for the next opening day of the teleportation array to send them to Jiantao's resident for the spirit chef to help.

This happens every once in a while, and the cycle repeats.

In the meantime, he wanted to become an apprentice and learn from this spiritual chef how to prepare spiritual chicken.

However, the spiritual chef glared at him and refused directly.

"Teach the disciples to starve to death, master. Besides, if you learn how to do it, can you still spend spiritual stones with me?"

Hearing the fat chef's direct words, Wang Ba retreated.

He really wanted to learn it for the purpose of saving spiritual stones.

After all, due to the huge quantity each time, the cost of selling hundreds of spirit stones is really too much to bear.

And as the number of purchases made by monks surnamed Yan and others from him dropped, he gradually became unable to make ends meet.

If there is no other income, within a few months, he will run out of savings and be unable to hire this spiritual chef.

But Wang Ba couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

I can only barely maintain it like this.

Time flies by like this.

More and more spiritual chicken essences are accumulated.

His magic power is also increasing day by day.

The ninth floor of Qi Refining is getting closer and closer.

half year later.

In the Lingshui Private Courtyard, Wang Ba slowly opened his eyes.

“In less than half a year, we should be able to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining.”

This speed is faster than expected.

at this time.

"Deng thud."

There was a knock on the door of the training room suddenly.

Wang Ba's complexion was slightly strange.

In the Lingshui courtyard, he and Bu Chan were the only ones there now.

But Bu Chan usually would not disturb him when he was practicing.

But since there was a knock on the door at this time, there must be something urgent.

Wang Ba immediately stood up and opened the door.

Seeing Bu Chan's face full of eagerness, he saw Wang Ba open the door and said quickly:

"Senior brother, I am convinced that he is seriously injured!"

"What!"

Wang Ba was shocked when he heard this and said without any nonsense: "Take me there quickly!"

"At the chicken farm."

Bu Chan said.

Wang Ba immediately took out the Feihuang Ruler, approached the ninth level of Qi Refining's mana, and quickly poured it in.

"Hold on to me!"

Bu Chan quickly jumped onto Fei Huang Chi, and Su Bai Rouyi subconsciously hugged Wang Ba's waist from behind.

"I caught you by mistake. I asked you to grab my clothes."

Wang Ba frowned slightly.

Bu Chan: "..."

Her fair face instantly turned red, and she couldn't help biting her lips.

Wang Ba glared at Wang Ba behind him bitterly.

Without realizing it, Wang Ba activated the flying yellow ruler and flew up quickly.

After a while, he landed in front of the chicken farm.

Went in quickly.

Next to the cabin, she saw Shen Fu sitting cross-legged with a pale face, and the aura on his body was visibly weak.

"Senior brother..."

Shen Fu spoke weakly.

"Don't talk yet, don't resist, let me see."

Wang Ba strode forward, stretched out his hand and turned the magic power into strands, pouring into Shen Fu's body.

Soon, he retracted his palm with an ugly expression.

"Just a little bit, your dantian mana cyclone was shattered... tell me, what's going on?"

Shen Fu looked pale, but in front of his most respected senior brother, he did not dare to hide anything.

"I accepted a mission from the church a while ago. The goal of the mission was to capture a Foundation Building female nun for those who live in Huanshengdao..."

"Foundation Building? Are you crazy?!"

Bu Chan couldn't help but look at Shen Fu in shock.

Wang Ba couldn't help but frowned, but he didn't lose his composure like Bu Chan. Instead, he said doubtfully:

"I know you are not an unwise person, why would you accept such an impossible task?"

Hearing Wang Ba's words, Shen Fu seemed pleased, and immediately shook his head and said:

"If it were a normal reward, I would naturally not take such a risk, but... one of the rewards for this mission is the Foundation Building Pill that senior brother can use!"

"What?!"

Bu Chan suddenly looked shocked.

As a monastic family, we know the value of the Foundation Building Pill very clearly.

And Wang Ba couldn't help but look surprised: "Foundation Building Pill?"

But what surprised him was not the Foundation Building Pill, but that Shenfu actually took on such a task for him.

Looking at Wang Ba's gaze, Shen Fu smiled bitterly:

"I have neither father nor mother since I was a child. I was lucky enough to join the Dongsheng Sect. Who would have thought that I would become a leftist monk not long after."

"Thanks to senior brother, Bu Chan, and... Lingling, I can feel that my life is valuable."

"But Lingling is gone, and I don't want you to..."

Shen Fu's eyes were slightly red, but he managed to smile:

"Not to mention this, I just think that if senior brother can become a true cultivator of Foundation Building, he can become a monk of Tianmen Sect, and then he can also be our great supporter. Haha, with his temperament, he will probably not treat us badly."

"When the time comes, maybe it won't be like Lingling, Caixiang and the others..."

When it came to the last part, Shen Fu couldn't talk any more and the corners of his eyes were moist.

And after hearing these words from Shen Fu.

Wang Ba and Bu Chan were silent.

After a long time, Wang Ba said:

"So, you took this mission? Are you the only one? No, if you were alone, you wouldn't be able to escape from the Foundation Building true cultivator."

Shen Fu nodded:

"It's not just me, there are actually many left-behind monks who went there. However, we didn't see the female nun from the Foundation Building... Not long after we left the church, we met a group of strange people."

Thinking of that group of people, Shen Fu could not help but feel a trace of fear in his eyes:

"This group of people are so godly that they paint their bodies bright red. Their attacks are not like the magic power we use, and there is no fluctuation in the magic power. They can kill people from a distance. When they see us coming out of the church, they immediately attack us."

"A few people with high cultivation levels died on the spot, and their deaths were miserable and weird."

"We immediately scattered in all directions. Maybe it was because of my low strength. After someone hit me in the air, no one chased me."

Shen Fu shook his head mockingly, and then seemed to think of something:

"By the way, when they took action, they were shouting about Yinshen, Dream Lord, etc..."

(end of this chapter)