Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

"These two things really have their own will!"

Wang Ba felt the movement inside and outside the Lingtai temple, but his heart couldn't help but sink.

As early as before, when the three major sects of the Yan Kingdom attacked the Zhenling Palace, he had already discovered something was wrong with the statues in the Lingtai Temple.

He seemed to be vaguely affected by the Yin Shen statue. He was obviously in danger, but he behaved abnormally.

From that time on, he began to consciously observe the Lingtai Temple.

However, other than that, the statue was motionless, as if it was just a sculpture.

And he always remembered that when he condensed the hundred-life soul-sacrifice curse, the Yin Shen statue seemed a little afraid.

It also gave him something to think about.

The hundred-life soul-sacrifice curse is easy to solve. As long as it is cursed by someone and touches the soul, it will be automatically consumed.

At the same time, it can faintly check and balance the statue of Yinshen.

However, the existence of the Yinshen Statue made him somewhat elusive, but he still didn't know how to deal with it.

He wasn't quite sure whether this Yin Shen statue was good or bad for him.

So dare not act rashly.

In particular, the Yin Shen statue is actually part of his soul.

To a certain extent, the two have a relationship with two sides of the same body.

"But... to be able to make the Yin Shen statue so fearful, this ancestor's ancestral hall is indeed very extraordinary."

"Myriad Manifestations, I'm afraid we really came to the right place."

Wang Ba thought to himself.

"Uncle, shall we go in now?"

On the side, Deacon Gold Core of the Hall of Human Virtue interrupted his thoughts softly.

"Ah...Okay, let's go in now!"

Wang Ba said.

Just as he was talking, several more Gold Core monks came out under the leadership of a monk from the Human Virtue Hall.

Wang Ba glanced around and found that it was the person who had passed the entrance examination before.

Those who can pass the test are already considered members of the Myriad Manifestations sect. Although they are not familiar with each other yet, they all nodded slightly when they met each other.

However, most of the monks looked at Wang Ba with a surprised and friendly smile.

They are not blind and can be accompanied by monks from the Rende Palace alone. So far, it is only Jiang Yi.

Wang Ba can receive such treatment. Although it is only a Foundation Building at the moment, no Gold Core Perfected Being dares to underestimate him.

After several people walked out, Wang Ba walked in.

The moment you step into the Taoist temple.

Wang Ba suddenly noticed that in the Lingtai Temple, the power of the Yin God that was originally flowing suddenly stagnated.

Outside the Lingtai Temple, the black substance that was constantly twisting and full of filth and malice seemed to have stopped for an instant.

What shocked Wang Ba even more was that he was no longer even aware of his Dantian and the magic power in it.

The whole person is like a mortal without anything special.

Deacon Gold Core of Rendeden on the side explained in a low voice:

"Inside the ancestor's ancestral hall, everything below Void Refining is as usual."

"Void Refining..."

Wang Ba's heart trembled slightly.

Within a few steps, he saw the memorial tablets standing on the incense table like stairs in the Taoist temple hall.

On the tablet at the top, there are four big characters written on it:

Patriarch Chongyuan.

"Patriarch Chongyuan is the founder of my Myriad Manifestations sect. Tens of thousands of years ago, he established the two palaces here and succeeded in Ascension. Afterwards, the younger generation of monks continued to open up the road. After more than ten generations, finally With today's grand occasion."

"The second row below is the second-generation sect leader of our sect. He..."

The deacon of Gold Core of the Rende Hall is very familiar with the experiences of the previous sect leaders in the ancestral hall.

Wang Ba nodded from time to time.

The other party's explanation also gave him an overall understanding of the Myriad Manifestations.

However, his eyes scanned the entire ancestral hall, but he didn't see anything special.

Apart from him and the monks from Rende Hall, there was no third person in the ancestral hall.

There are no old people guarding the ancestral hall.

There was only a shabby futon, as if countless disciples had knelt on it, and the cloth on it had become black and tattered.

Wang Ba felt a little disappointed.

He knew clearly that this ancestral hall was anything but ordinary, but it was a pity that his realm or lack of eyesight meant that he could not see through it yet.

"Today's level is indeed a bit low..."

Wang Ba frowned slightly.

But let go immediately.

Now that he has successfully joined the sect, the inheritance of Wan Dharma Lineage can no longer be hidden from him.

After that, he knelt on the futon under the guidance of the monks from Rende Hall.

He kowtowed three heads to the patriarch tablet.

The whole process was quite ordinary, with no special changes.

"Congratulations, Uncle Martial, after these three kowtows, Uncle Martial has officially entered the sect and has become a member of the Myriad Manifestations sect."

The cultivator of the Hall of Virtue congratulated him.

Wang Ba was slightly surprised, he thought the sect would hold a special meeting ceremony for new disciples.

But after thinking about it carefully, this style is also in line with the calm and simple temperament of the monk.

He himself was quite at ease.

If there is really a meeting ceremony, it will feel restrained.

Immediately, he followed the monks of the Human Virtue Hall and walked out of the Taoist temple.

In an instant, the power of the Yin God in the Lingtai temple resumed its flow again.

And the black matter outside the temple has also been twisted again and again.

The mana at the dantian was also sensed by Wang Ba.

The world seemed to be clear again.

Feeling these changes, Wang Ba felt some new experiences inexplicably.

The understanding of mana and soul seems to be on a higher level.

"Next, we have to report to the Wood Department."

"My nephew will take you to familiarize yourself with the road first."

The path of monks in the Hall of Human Virtue.

Wang Ba followed the other party out of the ancestral ancestral hall, and when he fell, the wind that he encountered just now seemed to have completely disappeared.

Fly all the way down.

Soon, I saw three majestic and stretching temples again, and monks came and went among them.

At the Rende Hall, I received an identity badge, a letter of appointment and other miscellaneous items from the Spiritual Food Department of the Muxing Division of the Earth Object Hall.

After that, continue to fall.

In a blink of an eye, he saw the plain below.

On the plain, there are emerald blue lakes like jewels, forests stretching far away, and low mines...

Soon, under the leadership of the monks from the Hall of Human Virtue, the scene below zoomed in rapidly, and he finally landed in front of rows of emerald green two-story bamboo houses.

Although it is a bamboo house, it does not feel simple at all. Instead, it is full of freshness, nature, complexity and luxury.

There were also many monks in the bamboo house, coming in and out.

Seeing Wang Ba and the monks from Rende Hall, some people stopped immediately and looked at Wang Ba curiously.

When a very capable monk saw Wang Ba, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said with expectation:

"Is Fellow Daoist a new person who has just been assigned to which department?"

"This is the Spiritual Food Department, Senior Brother Jiang, is Director Cui here?"

The cultivator of the Hall of Human Virtue took up the conversation.

When he heard that he was from the Spiritual Food Department, the man's face suddenly fell:

"Hey, you're from the Spiritual Food Department... It's so free every day, and everyone is useless. Why is the Hall of Human Virtue still stuffing people in? Our Spiritual Planting Department is always short of manpower, and the Rank Three Spiritual Field is going to be deserted... ..."

The monks from Rende Hall were speechless immediately after hearing this.

Wang Ba also felt a little embarrassed.

However, the other party did not mean any harm. Although he muttered a few words, he still pointed out:

"I heard that Minister Cui went to dispose of the body of a Rank Four ferocious beast... Minister He should be there, you can go look for it."

As he spoke, he pointed in a specific direction.

"That was Deacon Jiang from the Spiritual Planting Department just now. Don't take his word for it. Working in the Spiritual Food Department is very fulfilling, with good benefits. Moreover, refining spiritual food can also exercise the monk's ability to control mana."

Not long after he walked away, the monks from the Rende Hall quickly comforted Wang Ba.

This is also one of the responsibilities of the monks of the Human Virtue Hall.

Wang Ba didn't care too much. It wouldn't be a bad thing if he had a little more leisure time. Instead, he would have more time to do other things.

Apart from anything else, once the formal practice of Wan Dharma Lineage's exercises begins, there will probably be many things going on.

soon.

The two of them came across a group of monks lying lazily on bamboo chairs outside the bamboo houses, basking in the sun, inhaling the essence of the sun, and drinking spiritual wine at the corner of the rows of bamboo houses.

It is said that they are all monks, and Wang Ba and the monks from Rende Hall did not hide their figures deliberately. These people should have noticed it immediately.

However, the fact is that these people have no intention of moving at all.

Glancing at Wang Ba and the two, they continued drinking and basking in the sun.

Wang Ba's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is the right place!

But the originally bright complexion of the cultivator of the Human Virtue Hall turned dark instantly.

Especially when he saw one of the old men with thinning gray hair and a drunken face, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said:

"Deputy Minister He!"

The old man who was raising his head and dripping wine into his mouth with a wine gourd heard someone calling him, but he still dripped the last drop of wine unhurriedly.

Then he slowly looked towards Wang Ba and the monks of Rendedian.

Seeing the two of them, he smiled drunkenly with sleepy eyes and flushed cheeks:

"It's Zhang Bao, you kid isn't in Lao Luo...what are you doing here, hiccup...do you want to have a drink together..."

Zhang Bao, a cultivator from the Hall of Virtue, was so black that he could not help but say:

"Deputy Minister He! Although you entered Taoism through spiritual wine, you are in the Spiritual Food Department after all. As the deputy minister, you should set an example and follow the rules. How can you be like this..."

"You said the share of spiritual food... hiccup... it doesn't matter if you have hands... it's already done..."

The old man smiled and took out a wine gourd from his sleeve soaked in wine. He tilted his head and poured it down. The clear wine immediately poured into his throat, with a rich and unique wine aroma. , Wang Ba and Zhang Bao of Rendedian couldn't help their throats twitching slightly.

"Good wine!"

Wang Ba couldn't help but admired.

He is also a person who has brewed spiritual wine, and he will have a few drinks with Bu Chan on weekdays.

You can still tell the quality of spiritual wine.

Hearing Wang Ba's words, the old man took a sip of the wine, wiped the corners of his mouth impatiently, and opened his eyes to look at Wang Ba:

"My little brother is also a wine lover?"

"Let me tell you to the minister, it's okay."

Wang Ba smiled.

I can't say I like it much, but I can figure out some flavors.

Immediately, he was startled, and quickly looked back, and saw the old man appearing beside him without knowing it. He put his arms around his back, stuffed a wine gourd over with one hand, and said with a smile:

"Haha, come and taste my wine!"

Wang Ba didn't refuse either, took the gourd, and sniffed the mouth of the gourd lightly, suddenly a faint sense of dizziness rose in his mind!

He hurriedly drove it away with mana, but the dizziness didn't decrease but increased!

Wang Ba was suddenly shocked.

He had never seen spirit wine that even mana could not dispel.

And I haven't started drinking it yet, I just smelled it.

"My spiritual wine is quite powerful, so don't try to dispel it with force."

The old man on the side smiled proudly.

With a move in Wang Ba's heart, in the Lingtai temple, the power of Yin God turned slightly, and the feeling of dizziness in his mind suddenly eased a lot.

He immediately felt certain.

"This spiritual wine seems to have a direct effect on the soul."

However, the power of Yin Shen could not completely dispel the drunkenness, and Wang Ba still felt dizzy.

Even so, the old man who noticed this couldn't help but have a strange look on his drunken face.

"Good boy, not bad! Come on, take a sip."

Zhang Bao from the Rende Palace on the side knew the power of this spirit wine and quickly stopped him:

"Uncle, please don't..."

However, before he could say anything, he was shocked to find that he could not make any sound.

Then he suddenly thought of something and looked at the old man angrily.

The old man smiled and shook his head slightly, then looked at Wang Ba.

There was some murmuring in my heart:

"Uncle? You look a little strange...Which senior brother has accepted another apprentice? Why did you send me here?"

Wang Ba felt confident and took a sip along the mouth of the gourd.

Unexpectedly, this wine tastes sweet and refreshing, with a hint of spiciness, but it doesn't have the slightest punch as expected.

And after drinking it, I didn’t feel dizzy at all.

But what surprised him was that the wine clearly felt extraordinary, but after drinking it, there was no improvement at all.

The slight amount of spiritual energy is not even as good as the black crystal spirit peach wine he brewed in the past.

"this……"

Wang Ba took another sip in surprise.

But it provoked the old man's distressed voice: "Okay, okay, just have a taste..."

With that said, he quickly took the wine gourd from Wang Ba's hand and stuffed the gourd with the stopper.

Wang Ba still has some unfinished ideas.

Although it has no effect, the taste of this wine can be called the nectar of the world.

Only then did Zhang Bao make a sound:

"...Go to the palace master to sue you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, widened his eyes and covered his mouth.

"Oh, just sue. You tell Song Dongyang, or Zhao Huaien, you name it. See if they listen to me or you. When they stole my wine, you weren't even a Primordial Yang. .”

The old man put away the wine gourd without caring.

Immediately he looked at Wang Ba with a satisfied look on his face:

"You're a good boy. You dare to drink from my He Jiugui... Are you here to hold a position?"

"Yes, Minister."

Wang Ba nodded quickly and took out the identity card from his sleeve.

The old man took the ID card casually, took out a wine gourd from his sleeve, took a sip, and then chatted casually:

"Which senior brother are you the disciple of? Why do you want to come to the Spiritual Food Department? This place is full of a bunch of dawdling... deacons?!"

The old man's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the identity card in his hand with some surprise. Then he looked at Wang Ba and looked at it carefully, with a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"Wang Ba...Tiandao Foundation Building...the soul level has actually reached the Gold Core level...it's kind of interesting."

"What does your master think of bringing such a good seedling to my place?"

"Whose apprentice are you?"

The old man couldn't help but ask again, and then he gave his guess:

"Senior Brother Song? Senior Brother Hu? Or Junior Brother Dou..."

I guessed a dozen or twenty in a row.

He spoke so fast that Wang Ba couldn't even get a word in.

Zhang Bao on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"Deputy Minister He, Uncle Wang's master is Uncle Yao from Wanfa Peak."

Click!

The wine gourd in the old man's hand burst instantly, and the wine overflowed. However, the old man was completely unaware and stared at Zhang Bao:

"What you just said was... Yao Wudi from Wanfa Peak?" (End of Chapter)