Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 145 Linggu Residence

Wang Ba felt scared at this moment.

Only then did he realize that if the Divine Ability had not taken effect, he would have died completely just now in the Yinshen Mansion temple.

It was just this Blue Water Male Spirit Turtle that blocked this disaster for him.

And perhaps this blow had consumed most of the power of the sound, so that the subsequent power was no longer enough to destroy Wang Ba's soul in an instant, and this gave him a chance to revive his soul.

It also suddenly made Wang Ba, who was quite satisfied with the success of Foundation Building, completely sober up.

"The world of monks is mysterious and unpredictable. Strong people emerge in endlessly. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."

"At no time can you get too carried away."

He reminded himself secretly in his heart.

At the same time, he immediately bound the only Rank Two Low Grade Blue Water Male Turtle in his hand.

The lifespan consumed by binding has not changed.

Finish these.

The impetuous mood in his heart was finally swept away.

After confirming again that there were no omissions, he took the drained hourglass and walked out of the training room.

As soon as he opened the door, a lot of sunshine fell on him, warm.

At this time.

"Hey, the one who just walked out, yes, that's you!"

"You've already exceeded the time limit for two days! Come out quickly! Let people in! Don't forget to come over and pay triple the fine!"

The caretaker of the practice room, a bald monk, walked over angrily and shouted at Wang Ba.

"You mean me?"

Wang Ba stood at the door of the training room with a puzzled look on his face.

"Otherwise there is still..."

After walking only a few steps, the bald monk was suddenly startled and his pupils shrank.

The originally impatient and grumpy expression on his face stiffened for a moment, and then he forced a smile on his face:

"Haha, I didn't mean you, I meant that one over there... Hey, that one over there, stop right here!"

With that said, the bald monk carefully bowed to Wang Ba, then passed Wang Ba, cursed in a low voice and walked towards the monk next to him who had just opened the door and walked out.

Wang Ba glanced at the monk with a confused face and the hourglass timer that was half wet in his hand.

He lowered his head and glanced at the hourglass in his hand that had completely drained.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"So, this is what the Foundation Building feels like..."

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in my heart.

During these years of practice, he has always been careful with others. How could anyone have ever been so awe-inspiring to him?

He finally experienced a hint of the happiness of the Foundation Building monks.

It's just that this emotion did not stay in Wang Ba's heart for too long.

He immediately left Fangshi and rushed back to the chicken farm.

He was determined to try out the ability of the Foundation Building monk, so he immediately walked through the air without using the flying Law Weapon, relying solely on himself.

Although it is slower than the Rank One High Grade flying Law Weapon, it feels more comfortable and carefree.

Soon, he landed in front of the chicken farm.

To his surprise, after not coming back for two days, the spiritual field outside the chicken farm was already overgrown with weeds.

"Strange, why didn't Junior Sister take care of it?"

Wang Ba was a little puzzled.

Bu Chan never noticed that there were weeds in the spiritual field and would clean them up by himself almost every day.

Although human puppets can also do it, due to their low level and average magic control, they can easily pull out the spiritual plants next to them, affecting the growth of the spiritual plants.

He quickly opened the door and walked into the chicken farm.

But he found a familiar figure sitting on the steps in front of the cabin not far away. Zhengyu rested his chin on his hands, looking lost in thought.

When she heard the movement, she quickly raised her head and looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

It is worth a thousand words.

…

Bu Chan was beyond words to express her joy when she learned about the Wang Ba Foundation Building.

After several days of excitement, the cabin was crumbling.

Even Foundation Building monks like Wang Ba feel vaguely that their backs are a little too much.

"I'd rather go to the bookstore and ask if there are any suitable spells in Huansheng Dao..."

By the pool.

Wang Ba fed the turtles and couldn't help but sigh.

When he glanced at the giant shield-armored turtles basking lazily in the pool, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"Isn't this ready-made?"

The shield-armored giant turtles who were lying on their backs basking in the cold suddenly felt a cold air coming inexplicably, but they had no idea where it came from.

However, Wang Ba just thought that these giant shield turtles were his treasures and an important source for cultivating blue water turtles.

Maybe in the future I will eat it as openly as I did the yellow-throated turtle, but not yet.

Of course, he had to admit that in the past few days of fighting with Bu Chan, he had learned a lesson from Bu Chan's tenacity.

Although Bu Chan is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he has been working on the land of the spirit field for a long time. Under the nourishment of the power of the earth veins, not only the "Yuanmu Zhenfa" continues to improve, but his own body has also become stronger.

There is a vague feeling of physical cultivation.

This is why even though Wang Ba is a Foundation Building monk, he still feels overwhelmed. After all, Qi Refining monks are only barely qualified in terms of physical strength, far less than physical training.

Under the fierce collision and fighting, it was naturally very difficult.

It is a pity that there are few body cultivation methods, and the progress of practice is much slower than that of Qi Refining monks. Otherwise, Wang Ba would also like to find a body cultivation method to practice.

"Brother, come over for dinner!"

"coming."

Wang Ba dropped the turtle food in his hand, clapped his hands, and walked leisurely towards the cabin.

The last time Wang Ba was three yuan in one, he couldn't eat the dishes prepared by Bu Chan.

This time, Bu Chan had to make a table of delicious food no matter what.

Wang Ba didn't object, so he sent the transmission talisman to the monk surnamed Yan, intending to call him over.

It's a pity that the other party seems to have gone to another station. They are so far away that the transmission notes can't reach them.

Wang Ba doesn't have any regrets. The reason why he called each other was because he also called himself last time during the other party's Foundation Building celebration banquet. It just happened to be an opportunity to communicate with each other and enhance their relationship.

But since he didn't shout, he simply enjoyed the two-person world with Bu Chan.

Good food and wine, your eyes and ears are warm.

Bu Chan's cheeks also had a tinge of ripe blush.

The brows and eyes are burning.

Even though my waist is weak, I can't help myself at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the cabin began to shake again.

A few days later.

Lingshui single courtyard.

Wang Ba rubbed his sore waist and took out the spirit chicken essence and a small amount of spirit turtle essence.

I couldn’t help but sigh:

"It's such a waste of time. The past few days have been wasted."

"It must not be like this next time."

After sighing, he closed his eyes and started taking the spirit chicken essence.

After a while, he frowned slightly and opened his eyes.

After looking at the spirit chicken essence, I couldn't help but look at the Spirit Gathering formation in the room.

"It seems that the concentration and grade of spiritual energy in the Rank One training room cannot keep up..."

Now that he has entered the Foundation Building Stage, and if he tries to absorb the Rank One aura, he can barely refine the mana.

It's just that the speed is too impressive.

At this speed, it might take half a day to refine a drop of mana.

And the spiritual chicken essence is far from being full of rich spiritual energy as it once felt. Now after eating more than ten spoons in a row, it is not even as filling as the one spoonful before.

This is of course not that the spiritual energy contained in the spirit chicken essence has decreased, but that his current demand for spiritual energy has increased significantly, both in terms of quality and quantity.

Therefore, the spirit chicken essence can still be used. Anyway, the quality is not enough for quantity. If he raises it openly, he can still get a lot of spirit chicken essence.

But the Lingshui Private Courtyard can no longer keep up with his needs. The food is tasteless and it is a pity to abandon it.

After all, nearly a hundred spiritual stones are wasted here every month, which is really a waste.

After thinking about it, without much hesitation, he found the deacon here, went through the procedures for canceling the lease, and got back the remaining spirit stones and deposit.

Deacon Hao, who was in charge here, was transferred to another station not long ago.

Today's deacon is a stranger.

However, he was only a Qi Refining monk. Although he was from the sect, he was shocked when he clearly felt the pressure of the Foundation Building on Wang Ba, but he immediately completed the procedures for Wang Ba.

And when he learned that Wang Ba needed the Cave Mansion to practice Rank Two spiritual veins, he also specifically pointed out the direction to Wang Ba:

"Most of the spiritual veins here at Dongsheng Station have been gathered behind the old mountain gate. In the area outside, only the 'Linggu Residence' has Rank Two houses, but almost all of them are rented out."

"If you go, you can take my token and the other party will definitely make arrangements for you."

"Thank you very much."

"You can't help it, you've broken me!"

Wang Ba habitually prepared to give the other party a few spiritual stones, but was frightened and rejected by the other party.

Only then did he realize that as a Foundation Building monk, there was no need to show favor to an ordinary Qi Refining deacon, as the other party would already obediently handle all your matters.

However, he still gave the spirit stone to the other party.

It's really cool to overwhelm others with your cultivation, but this is not his style.

The ordinary deacon suddenly showed a flattered expression.

In fact, when Zuodao monks reach the Foundation Building level, they are no different from the monks in Tianmen Sect.

After all, if Foundation Building monks want to be promoted, they basically need to accumulate merit, endure tasks, and endure recruitment.

After completing two compulsory recruitments and having sufficient merits at the same time, you can successfully become a monk of the Tianmen Sect.

The Qi Refining deacon who can be assigned to take care of these chores is basically an unpopular type in the church.

Faced with Wang Ba's overtures, he was naturally flattered.

After hesitating for a moment, the ordinary deacon said:

"Senior, if you go to Linggu Residence to choose a house, try to choose a house near the north. The quality of the spiritual energy there is higher than that in the south. Although it is not obvious, you can feel it over time and over time. There is a gap."

Wang Ba was startled when he heard this, and then nodded: "Thank you for letting me know."

After saying that, he left the Deacon Management Office of Lingshui Independent Courtyard.

He quickly rushed to the location of Linggu's residence, which was where Xiyuanfang City used to be.

After flying for a while, he couldn't help but stop in front of an abandoned and dilapidated village.

Even though the walls of the house have collapsed, each brick and tile still seems to be there.

This was the former Dingbaqi Village, and it was also where he settled after joining the Dongsheng Sect, and the beginning of his spiritual path.

It's just that since the drastic change in Dongsheng Sect that night, Wang Ba has never been here again, intentionally or unintentionally.

Now, after more than ten years, he revisited his old place, and he felt a little emotional.

But it only stayed for a while, and then no longer missed it, flying into the center of the spiritual valley not far away.

Lingguju lives up to its name and is a medium-sized villa located in a valley.

It is vaguely divided into three areas. Some buildings are dense and narrow, some are sparse and gorgeous, and some are even-keeled.

But in general, the scale is far smaller than that of Shidongju, Mulouju and Lingshui House.

The deacon of Lingguju is also a Qi Refining monk. When he saw Wang Ba's unabashed Foundation Building aura, he immediately raised his hands to salute respectfully.

"Senior is here, do you have any advice?"

Wang Ba also gradually got used to the respectful attitude of monk Qi Refining, and immediately stated his request.

"As for Cave Mansion, this place is divided into three grades. The first grade requires 8 Middle Grade spiritual stones per month, the second grade requires 6 pieces, and the third grade requires 4 pieces."

Deacon said.

Hearing the price, Wang Ba frowned secretly.

In the past few years, his ling chickens have become more and more unsalable. On the contrary, the ling fields on Buchan's side, because the two kinds of Rank One Supreme Grade ling rice have been bred well, the selling of ling rice has increased year by year, and last year it made a profit of two or three. Ten Middle Grade spiritual stones.

Now it is no longer Wang Ba who is raising Bu Chan, but Bu Chan who is raising him.

However, even though Bu Chan earned a lot of spiritual stones, he could not afford the high rent of Linggu Residence.

After thinking about it, Wang Ba had no choice and asked: "What is the difference between these three types?"

"Looking back to the seniors, all three are Rank Two Low Grade auras, but there is a slight difference in concentration and cultivation environment."

Wang Ba stopped hesitating when he heard the words: "Then the third class."

"yes."

Deacon Qi Refining hurriedly said: "Senior, is the monthly payment or the annual payment..."

"Pay monthly."

Wang Ba said helplessly.

People who are poor and have short ambitions can only do this.

"Okay, senior, please pay the deposit and the first month's rent, a total of 4 Middle Grade spirit stones."

"Um?"

Wang Ba was stunned for a moment: "Four yuan?"

Shouldn't it be eight yuan?

"That's right, there are four Middle Grade spirit stones. You are a Foundation Building monk, so naturally you don't need to follow the market price like ordinary heretic monks. What you get is our internal price."

Brother Qi Refining said with a smile on his face.

Market price, internal price...

When Wang Ba heard this, he suddenly realized.

Obviously, the so-called market price is the price at which the Tianmen Sect exploits heretical monks.

The direct price doubled and rented out.

And the internal price is the normal price of the monks in Tianmen Sect.

In this way, the price of Lingshui Dedicated House is probably inflated.

It's just that heretic monks have no choice but to bite the bullet and accept it.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba can't help but lament that the people who designed this model of Tianmen Sect are very sensitive to people's hearts.

Even if the leftist monks once complained about the Tianmen Sect, once they became Foundation Building monks, they immediately became the holders of vested interests, and naturally they would firmly stand on the side of the Tianmen Sect.

As for the monks who failed to become the Foundation Building, no matter how dissatisfied they are, they will not be able to turn the tide.

It not only exploited the leftist monks as much as possible, but also ensured that some of them would not hold grudges after becoming Foundation Building monks, and successfully became the new blood of Tianmen Sect.

It's the best of both worlds.

Of course, the wishes of the Zuo Dao monks were not taken into account.

Deacon Qi Refining then completed the formalities for Wang Ba, and then took Wang Ba to choose a room.

There were very few rooms left, so Wang Ba randomly chose a room to the north.

There is only one room.

Name: Dongziju, seven rooms.

He casually handed a few spirit stones to the other party, and the other party left in amazement and panic with a hint of joy.

Afterwards, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Ba vaguely felt that the aura in the room seemed to be slightly thicker.

Such changes are difficult to detect.

Wang Ba also regarded it as an illusion, and then sat cross-legged in the room and began to practice formally.

(end of this chapter)