Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

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Seeing the monk surnamed Yan leaving in a hurry, Wang Yan's mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

Although the monk surnamed Yan only said it was hearsay.

But there were rumors, and the other party was so solemn, Wang Yan felt that there was an 80-90% chance of being recruited within the church.

"Looks like I have to look for you in Changchun..."

Wang Hao secretly thought.

As the number of spiritual chickens he provided became more and more stable, Yu Changchun's practice gradually reached a critical moment.

The last time I saw Yu Changchun, only his eyes were still on his face.

All other flesh and skin have been refined into blood and bones.

It was chilling to see.

For this reason, Yu Changchun also specially practiced a spell to hide his face.

At first glance, I only felt that his face was blurry.

Originally, Wang Hao didn't want to disturb the other party, but suddenly he heard that the recruitment mission was a matter of life and death, so he could only bother him.

Thinking quickly in his mind, he quickly arrived at the house of Deacon Hao, who was responsible for renting the Lingshui Villa.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, today is not the day to pay rent. Why do you think of me?"

Deacon Hao said curiously.

Shidongju, Mulouju and Lingshui House are all under the management of Deacon Hao. Since Wang Hao came to pay the rent regularly and was quick to pay, he gradually became familiar with this deacon.

Wang Hao smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Today I want to pay more rent to you, deacon."

As he said that, he stuffed a few spiritual stones into the other party with a smile.

Deacon Hao gently weighed the spirit stone in his hand and laughed: "It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang finally wants to move away."

Wang Hao laughed, and then handed over one hundred and twenty spiritual stones.

As the market was squeezed by the newly built residences in Xiyuanfang City, the price of Lingshui single-family homes was lower than before.

After collecting the spirit stones, Deacon Hao quickly led Wang Hao to a courtyard that was familiar to Wang Hao.

"It's a coincidence that the rent of this courtyard was just returned a few days ago. A senior fellow from Xuannv Tao lived here before. However, there are many formations that are helpful for cultivation here. All you need to do is fill in some spiritual energy. Stone, you can use it, it’s an advantage for you.”

Deacon Hao smiled.

Wang Bao thanked him repeatedly, but he was thoughtful in his heart.

It seems that Lin Yu was accepted as a disciple by the monks of Xuannv Tao.

It sounds like a good fit.

But speaking of it, he hadn't met Lin Yu for a while, and he didn't know what his current level of cultivation was, or whether he had officially become a monk in the sect.

Of course, Wang Ba felt that Lin Yu's cultivation speed should be far slower than his own.

After all, when he encounters a barrier in his cultivation, he immediately breaks away with longevity.

The rest of the time, you just need to concentrate on refining your magic power.

There is no need to train the control of mana at all, as well as the extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive continuous compression of mana.

With the aura of Mulouju and the unlimited supply of spiritual chickens and turtles every day, Wang Yan's magic power can be said to be growing by leaps and bounds.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to advance from the third level of Qi training to the eighth level in just three years.

However, recently, his progress has had to slow down.

After the eighth level of Qi refining, the amount of spiritual energy that needs to be refined increases significantly.

And Mu Louju's spiritual energy could no longer keep up with his needs. It was also because low-grade spirit chickens and spirit turtles gradually had no effect on him.

It would be okay to replace them with medium-grade spirit chickens and spirit turtles.

Unfortunately, in the past three years, he has consumed a lot of medium-grade spiritual chickens and turtles, leaving only a part for breeding purposes.

It is also worth mentioning that in addition to refining mana every day, he also insists on visualizing the Yin God.

Because the spirit turtle is of great help to the power of the Yin God, now in the Yin God's Mansion, every drop of the Yin God's power has almost filled the Yin God's Mansion.

But now that he is a monk, he does not need to disguise himself, and the power of the Yin God has no use for the time being.

Wang Yan didn't feel it was a pity either. He could vaguely feel that there might be a deeper secret in the "Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra".

It's just that he can't dig it out yet.

After gathering his thoughts, he waited for Deacon Hao to leave.

Wang Ba then walked around the yard.

Although it is a single-family house, the space is actually not very large, with only three rooms.

Two of them, as Deacon Hao said, were specially arranged with formations.

There is no research on Wang Ba's battle method, but it can be roughly seen that there are spirit gathering formations, meditation formations, etc.

They are all used to assist practice.

Of course, the use of these formations also requires spiritual stones to be driven.

Wang Ba did not activate it immediately, but put on himself a high-grade armor talisman and a high-grade soul-controlling talisman that the monk surnamed Yan had exchanged with him before.

The former can prevent the physical body from being broken.

The latter can also withstand a small number of divine soul attacks.

Even so, Wang Ba was still not at ease and took out Jia Shisan again.

"Gah!"

Jia Shisan glanced at Wang Ba with violent eyes, and then, under the influence of the spirit beast circle, his eyes converged and he became quiet.

Wang Hao shook his head slightly when he saw this.

Although Jia Shisan is comparable to the tenth-level Qi Refining monks, his intelligence and personality are not even comparable to those of the spiritual chickens of that generation.

This is also an obvious flaw.

Fortunately, Wang Hao positioned it as a raiding spirit beast. The emphasis was on aiming at the opportunity and killing it with one strike. Whether it was smart or not was not that important.

With two high-grade talismans and Jia Shisan's body protection, Wang Yan activated the formation.

What surprised Wang Ba was that the several formations here were actually top-grade or even top-grade.

"It seems that Lin Yu's master is not simple either..."

Such thoughts passed away in a flash. Wang Hao adjusted his body and mind and began to practice.

Soon, he couldn't help but opened his eyes in surprise.

"What an exaggerated spiritual energy concentration!"

"Compared to Mulouju, it's seven or eight times higher!"

"If I can practice here and be assisted by mid-level spirit chickens and spirit turtles every day, I'm afraid I can reach the eighth level of perfection within a year at most."

This speed is already very fast.

But Wang Yan was still a little dissatisfied.

It would be fine if things were as calm as the past three years, but the words of the monk surnamed Yan made him feel uneasy.

After refining the spiritual energy for a while, Wang Hao quickly left the Lingshui Academy, used a magic talisman, and walked quickly towards the core area of ​​the former Dongsheng Sect.

Seeing the dark treasure light flying by the monks from time to time, Wang Ba couldn't help but ponder it secretly.

"If I have a chance, I'd like to get a magic weapon. If I really need something, flying in the sky can be faster than running on the ground."

In the past three years, he has devoted himself to cultivation. Except for the spiritual chicken and the spiritual turtle, he spent his time on it and paid no attention to anything else.

This also led to the fact that under normal circumstances, many people at the sixth level of Qi refining would start to prepare magic weapons for themselves, but Wang Yan was already at the eighth level of Qi refining, but he still did not have a magic weapon of his own.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched the invisible bead between his abdominal ribs.

With his current magic power, he still cannot activate this bead. Wang Ba was really confused as to what purpose Zhao Feng had in putting this bead on him.

Just thinking about it.

He had already seen the huge mountain gate in the distance.

The peaks, palaces, clouds and mist behind the mountain gate remain the same.

And this former Dongsheng Sect Mountain Gate is now one of the many residences of Tianmen Sect.

What made Wang Hao a little stunned was that deep in the clouds, he saw a purple spirit beast, silently letting out a low roar of despair.