Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 89: Left Dao Monk Level

The upcoming mission of the sect made Wang Ba inexplicably burdened.

The key is that Yu Changchun, who had vowed to help Wang Ba arrange simple tasks before, was really unreliable.

Didn't bring any useful information.

And in these worry-filled days, Wang Ba finally ushered in the wave of rare chicken cubs breaking their shells.

Little guys like glutinous rice balls pecked out a bulge little by little with their pink and tender mouths, and then pecked it open little by little.

The small eyeballs looked at the outside world through these pecked holes.

This process usually takes half a day or even two days.

And if this time is exceeded, Wang Ba will have to do it himself to help the chick break out of its shell to prevent it from being suffocated inside.

Even so, Wang Ba found that some chicks died in the eggs because they did not receive timely help.

There is no way, there are too many eggs, even if he has all five senses, it is difficult for him to notice all of them.

The hens were relieved. During the twenty or so days of incubation, in addition to taking in necessary food, they lay in their nests almost all day long, trying their best to ensure that the eggs were heated evenly.

It's so tiring.

The originally plump body became quite deflated.

And their hard work has also been gratifyingly rewarded-Wang Ba has harvested nearly 3,000 rare chicks.

Well, Wang Ba is indeed very happy.

In order to repay the efforts of the hens, Wang Ba specially added some more spiritual worms and spiritual grain chaff to them, and then prepared to use the 'Primordial Yang inversion technique' to extract Primordial Yang in a few days, and then fill the hens with it.

The hens did not notice Wang Ba's sinister intentions at all, and rushed towards the chicken feed with their chicks.

At this moment, the chicken farm looked really spectacular.

The crispy glutinous rice dumplings followed the big hen one after another, stumbling, falling down from time to time, and getting up again with fluttering short fluffy wings...

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ba couldn't bear to watch anymore.

I collected common rare eggs from the chicken farm. During this period, I collected more than 10,000 eggs.

Leave part of it cooked and fed to the yellow-throated turtles.

The others were packed one by one and brought to Nanhufang Market several times to be sold to the ‘Spiritual Food Shop’.

In exchange for 9 spiritual stones.

After selling out, he walked around the market and found that Yu Yu hadn't come yet, and the market was obviously much more lively.

There are a lot more new faces.

There was even a stall area.

But there were not many people setting up stalls inside, only about a dozen monks. -

Wang Ba's heart moved, and he suddenly thought about setting up a stall to sell soul chickens.

Although he is still at the first level of Qi Refining, he is still a monk, so selling spiritual chickens is not out of the ordinary.

However, when he found the middle-aged deacon who managed the stall area, he unexpectedly learned that only Tianmen Cult monks or fifth-level lay cultivators or above could have the authority to set up stalls.

"Fifth-level outsider cultivator?"

Wang Ba was confused. When did this system come out?

"It's on the Tianmen Order. You can see it by pouring mana into it."

The deacon in the stall area said impatiently.

Wang Ba quickly injected his magic power, and the Tianmen Order quickly raised a tiny screen of light. In an inconspicuous corner, he actually saw his own level.

"Level 1."

"This... I dare to ask, if you want to upgrade to level five, what do you need to do?"

Wang Ba asked with a shy face.

The middle-aged deacon glanced at him sideways: "Just you? You will never be able to reach level five in your life!"

Wang Ba was not angry when he heard this. He had seen this kind of disdain and disdain too many times. This level of ridicule could not shake his Taoist heart at all.

With a smile on his face, he stuffed a piece of spiritual stone calmly.

The deacon rubbed the spirit stone in his hand and said naturally: "Ahem, it may not be impossible to rise to level five."

Although a spiritual stone is not much, it is obtained for free after all.

The deacon explained very responsibly:

"Although the monks who are outside the sect do not join the sect, they are driven by our sect after all, and their hard work can be regarded as a great achievement. Therefore, in order to allow some people who are aspiring to immortality to get a chance, the previous leader left the sect for the monks who are outside the sect. One way is to advance to a higher level."

"Level one is the lowest, and level five is the highest. After level five, you can officially join our sect, and your status in the sect will be judged based on your cultivation and merits."

"Each level has different permissions."

"Level 1 can stay within the sphere of influence of our Tianmen Sect and be protected by our sect. Except that they do not enjoy the benefits of our sect's monks, it is almost the same."

"Level 2 can give you some discounts when buying and selling in the sect's market. Level 3 allows you to borrow our teaching's teleportation array and travel between the five locations of our sect. Level 4...level 5 allows you to set up stalls in the market. Of course, there is a tax, 10% tax and 50% tax..."

"And if you want to upgrade, it's very simple. There are three ways: complete the tasks under our sect, make contributions when recruiting for our sect, and make other contributions to our sect."

Wang Ba is really convinced by the evil intentions of Tianmen Sect.

He is a fifth-level leftist monk, and he sets up a stall to sell things, but he still charges 50% tax!

This is even more cruel than Zhou Bapi!

Doesn’t anyone just barter?

"Oh, by the way, when spending the spirit stone, it is best for both parties to record it with the Tianmen Order. It can also be used as a contribution value, which can improve the level faster."

"Of course, this is limited to transactions with shops in Hefang City, and others will not be recognized."

Deacon reminded.

Wang Ba was speechless. He knew that Tianmen Sect would not leave such a big loophole.

Of course, there will definitely still be loopholes, but generally speaking, as long as you still want to stay in the Tianmen Sect, you can only grit your teeth and buy things in the Tianmen Sect's stores.

Wang Ba suddenly felt strange and pointed at the people in the stall area:

"They reached Level 5 so soon? Hasn't it been more than a month? There are no missions and recruitments yet, right?"

"them?"

The deacon didn't even raise his head: "They are monks who are stationed in a few other places. The teleportation formation here was just set up a few days ago, and they probably didn't mix well, so they ran here to set up a stall."

Wang Ba was speechless for a moment.

Saying goodbye to the deacon, he couldn't help but walk around the stall area.

As a result, it was unexpectedly discovered that each of these monks carried a strong and ferocious aura. At first glance, they looked like fierce men who had experienced battles for a long time.

And when I looked down, I could see faint blood stains on the Law Weapon and elixir bottles sold at the stall...

To be honest, if he hadn't known that no one in Jiao Neifang City would dare to take action, he would have stayed as far away as possible when he saw such a vicious person.

But soon, he stopped in front of a gray-clothed monk who was meditating with his eyes closed.

The main reason is that the other party not only sells things, but also pulls a piece of cloth next to it, which says that he wants to buy a large number of low-grade spiritual beasts, regardless of race.

But Wang Ba caught a glimpse of a storage bag on the other side's stall that was still stained with a trace of blood.

Just as he was about to talk to the monk, he found that the middle-aged steward of the stall area came over, looked at the monk in gray and shouted coldly:

"Yang Cheng, you don't want to live too long! How dare you collect things like this!"

The gray-clothed friar quickly opened his eyes, and immediately forced a smile: "So it's Deacon Zhong, hehe, don't worry, my purchase price is lower than that of the shop, and I won't steal the business from the shop."

"That won't work either! If the inspectors see this, they have to blame me for poor governance! Hurry up and put it away! If you hang up again, you won't even think about coming to this market in the future!"

"Yes yes yes! Listen to you!"

Yang Cheng, a monk in gray clothes, quickly pulled off the cloth next to him.

The middle-aged deacon left after seeing this.

Seeing the deacon leave, the smile on Yang Cheng's face suddenly faded, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Wang Ba watched the whole process. He originally wanted to exchange the spiritual chicken for the storage bag, but now he has no intention of doing so.

Such a vicious person not only holds grudges, but is also good at covering up. He doesn't want to have any contact with such a person.

He visited Zhuanfang Market again, but he couldn't afford what he wanted, and he didn't really need the cheap one, so in the end he didn't spend a single spirit stone.

After hesitating for a moment, he went to the 'Rank One Training Room' in the center of Fang City and asked, and got a price that left him speechless.

"10 spiritual stones for one hour, the price of a one-time experience for one person!"

"Next time I will need 30 spiritual stones for an hour!"

"This is a training room with Rank One High Grade spiritual energy structure. The concentration of spiritual energy is very high, allowing you to practice continuously."

The bald-headed friar who guarded him spoke eloquently.

Wang Ba was finally persuaded.

The main reason is that I have been worried that there will be some too difficult tasks next, and it will be troublesome if I need to practice.

So in the end, he still gritted his teeth, and used the remaining spirit stones, plus the spirit stones from the egg sale just now, to activate the Tianmen Token, and under the witness of the Tianmen Token, he practiced for an hour.

Place one of the two hourglass timers outside and bring the other into the practice room.

The training room is very small, less than ten feet long and wide.

There is only one futon in the middle.

There is no other slight modification.

Wang Ba didn't care. As soon as he came in, he sat down in a hurry and started running the "Four Imperial Techniques of Renshui".

As soon as it started operating, he immediately discovered the beauty of this training room!

Strong spiritual energy is crowded from all directions!

If he were to absorb spiritual energy at the chicken farm, even if he dragged and dragged him, he couldn't catch much even with all his strength.

So here, the abundant aura is simply swarming towards his dantian!

There is no need for him to spend time sorting out attributes and attracting guidance.

This back and forth, the efficiency is more than ten times worse.

It didn't take long for a wisp of air-like mana to condense quickly.

Not only that, every pore of the body is being moisturized and washed by the ubiquitous aura.

It seems that the body and mind have been sublimated!

With that refreshing feeling, Wang Ba could hardly help crying out.

So cool!

He finally understood why Lin Yu from Ding Jiuzhuang wanted to rub his soul vein despite all kinds of gossip.

Seriously, he would too!

Soon, an hour passed by in a hurry, feeling the sudden interruption of the surrounding spiritual energy, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

But feeling that there are 40 more gas-like magic powers in his dantian, Wang Ba still showed a satisfied smile from the bottom of his heart.

If it is calculated according to 30 spirit stones per hour, it is actually not as cost-effective as eating spirit chickens.

But he can eat one spiritual chicken a day, and one male spiritual chicken can also refine five wisps of mana.

He needs to eat for eight days to catch up with this hour.

Although it is possible, it is really too slow.

Reluctantly leaving the practice room, feeling his dry pocket, Wang Ba suddenly had a new direction.

Before he had gone far, he was suddenly stopped by an old lady with heavy make-up, smiling:

"This Fellow Daoist, would you like to come and see our training room? We also have spiritual veins here."

(end of this chapter)