Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Blackwater Port.

When the monks below saw this scene, they all looked surprised.

"This... why does it feel like Senior Ying's posture seems a bit low?"

Xu Shiyinghe deliberately blocked the sound so that no one below could hear what he said.

But just by looking at the solemn look on his face, and even personally greeting him, who couldn't tell that he was an extraordinary person?

After all, when the Holy Son of the Holy Sect came in person just now, this senior Ying had never come out of the cave.

Everyone couldn't help but become a little curious:

"Who is this big shot? Could it be the Nascent Soul monk from the Jin Sect?"

"It's definitely true that if Senior Ying can be so polite, he may be at a higher level than Senior Ying."

"Still high? That must be the ancestor of the gods?!"

"That's not the case. He should also be the Nascent Soul Lord. However, they are both Nascent Soul Lords, so there is a big gap between them. Maybe this one is the one who is extremely powerful."

"I heard that Dajin monks are very talkative. It would be great if they could give us some advice."

"To come here at this time of year...could it be that you are also going to Beihai Continent?"

"It should be. Didn't Senior Ying say that he was waiting for someone to go to Beihai Continent?"

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, the North Sea is so dangerous, even the True Monarch Nascent Soul has to wait for the ship to come back just like us."

The monks below were talking quietly.

More than a dozen Jindan monks stared at the sky carefully, trying to seize any chance of the upper level falling.

Different from those middle and low-level casual cultivators who are refining Qi and building foundations, they have wider information channels and higher levels of contact, but they know very well that there is indeed someone standing behind the Ying Zhenjun of Linglong Ghost City. The major sect of the Jin Dynasty.

Especially among them, many of them have the qualifications to enter the third floor of Linglong Ghost City, but they are limited by increasingly strict conditions and cannot become disciples of large sects.

When the catastrophe comes, finding a backstage that can protect them in time is the most important thing for them at the moment.

The Holy Sect's behavior is too uncertain. Although there are rules and regulations, it is more of a naked life and death struggle. In contrast, Dajin, which has more rules but can also protect the weak, is their priority. object.

Therefore, they were naturally more enthusiastic about Ying He and the people on the flying boat who suddenly arrived.

To their disappointment, the flying boat stopped in the sky not far away, and they could only vaguely see a figure standing on the boat talking to Ying He.

However, they could not see the specific appearance of the man at all, and even his voice was intercepted.

Obviously not far apart.

But it seems like a world apart.

Only by relying on the monk's instinct, he could vaguely judge that the person on the boat seemed to be a Nascent Soul Lord.

As for who is stronger between Ying He and the Nascent Soul Lord on the flying boat, he can't tell at all.

My heart suddenly felt itchy.

"He is also the True Lord of Nascent Soul. If he can be appreciated by these two True Lords, maybe he can..."

Just thinking about it.

In the sky, the originally muffled sounds suddenly became clear.

"...If I go to Beihaizhou, I'll leave it to Ying."

Sure enough, we are going to Beihaizhou!

When the casual cultivators below heard this, they started to look forward to it.

"Senior Ying, as the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, might be able to find a way to get the sons of saints to sail back the ship as soon as possible."

"That's inevitable. Whoever his status is, how can he wait here with us for too long? That would be too disrespectful."

They were talking in a low voice.

But he saw Ying He in mid-air suddenly raised his sleeves.

A ship much smaller than the one at Haianmen just now, but more exquisite, the iron ship landed with a crash in the Blackwater Port, splashing large white waves!

"this……"

The casual cultivators below looked at this scene in astonishment.

"They, they actually have a boat?"

Some casual cultivators originally thought that even the Nascent Soul cultivators would have to wait here together for the return of the ship. However, seeing this scene, they suddenly felt the huge gap between the two sides.

There is a gap.

The higher cultivators of the big sects don't have to wait here like them, they have it themselves.

The opportunity to change their fate that they never dreamed of was only within reach for the senior cultivators of the major sects.

Ying He first fell into the iron boat, and then on the flying boat, the Nascent Soul True Lord also flew out, but he did not fall, but landed next to him, as if he was waiting for something.

"There are actually people on the flying boat?!"

What surprised everyone was that immediately after, another figure flew down from the flying boat.

Although they couldn't see clearly, the aura on this person shocked everyone:

"Golden, golden elixir?"

Although he is a golden elixir cultivator, the Nascent Soul Lord who just flew down from the flying boat is standing sideways, obviously dominated by this golden elixir cultivator.

And the Yinghe Zhenjun below was already standing on the bow of the ship, with a slightly lower posture.

Obviously, they were not welcoming the True Lord Nascent Soul, but the Golden Core cultivator.

"Could he be a descendant of the ancestor who transformed himself into a god?"

Such thoughts subconsciously arose in everyone's minds.

They did not look down upon the other party because he was a golden elixir monk, but were even more in awe.

For a golden elixir cultivator to be assisted by two Nascent Soul Lords, he knew that his identity must be astonishing without even thinking about it.

Soon, the two of them boarded the ship.

Suddenly, at the port, there was a gray-haired old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life and could not help but cross the crowd, squeezed to the shore and shouted loudly:

"Senior! Seniors! The geomagnetic field above the North Sea is chaotic and it is easy to get lost. The juniors are familiar with the route to Beihaizhou and can lead the way for the seniors!"

On the ship, three figures paused slightly.

Ying He pondered for a moment, and then looked at the Jindan monk beside him.

The vicissitudes of life refining old man couldn't help but look at the golden elixir figure nervously.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he still stared closely.

He is already over ninety years old. If he cannot break through to the foundation-building realm and fight for the extra decades of life, he may die in a few years.

The great terror between life and death made him completely abandon his fear at this moment.

Just to win that slim chance!

Not only him, but other casual cultivators were also staring nervously.

On the ship, the mysterious golden elixir monk turned his head slightly, glanced at the vicissitudes of the old man, and nodded casually.

The vicissitudes of life old man suddenly felt relieved.

The golden elixir monk gave two more instructions in a low voice.

Then he walked into the cabin.

Ying He raised his eyes to look at the vicissitudes of the old man, with a slight smile in his tone:

"You're lucky."

"Come up."

The vicissitudes of life old man was shocked all over. Although he had already guessed the result, he still couldn't help but feel a trace of trance and ecstasy in his heart.

He quickly bowed and saluted:

"Thank you, senior! Thank you, senior!"

Seeing that even a Qi Refining monk was able to board the boat, the eyes of the other monks lit up and they all shouted:

"Senior! It's okay to practice lower level or lower level!"

"The bitter cold of the North Sea! The lower cultivator is good at fire magic and can keep the seniors warm! Reduce the mana consumption!"

"I, I am good at fishing. The North Sea is turbid, but there is a fish named 'Slippery Tongue', which means that the fish melts in the mouth, as if it is sliding on the tongue..."

"Senior, I am good at hearing the news. If a cold wave is coming, I can avoid the cold wave for my seniors as soon as possible!"

The casual cultivators couldn't care less about Zang Zhuo at this moment, and all of them shouted loudly.

However, many monks still remember the young monk who was burned alive not long ago, and they still feel fear in their hearts.

Faced with the competition among casual cultivators to recommend themselves.

The vicissitudes of life old man quickly attached a talisman and flew into the ship close to the water, for fear that he would be snatched away if he was slower.

However, Ying He randomly selected a few casual cultivators, and no matter how hard the casual cultivators at the port begged, he stopped paying attention.

These casual cultivators are all Jindan cultivators.

But only the vicissitudes of life old man was in the Qi Refining Realm.

The casual cultivators on the shore, including some Jindan cultivators, looked at the vicissitudes of life old man with eyes filled with envy and even jealousy.

After all, a Qi Refining monk was too humble and insignificant here, but he was chosen by that mysterious big man.

Even the golden elixir monks have difficulty getting opportunities. Even if they can be favored by the big shots in the cabin, maybe...

People are always like this, full of beautiful imaginations about the unknown that they have not yet reached.

Even monks are no exception.

After the group of people fell into the boat one after another, Ying He immediately gave a few instructions:

"You are responsible for driving the boat and don't hit the people in the cabin."

These casual cultivators did not dare to neglect at all, and quickly began to control the ship.

Slowly driving into the fog.

Only a group of monks on the shore were left with infinite regret and disappointment...

…

"Guangling Country has been having a hard time in the past few years. The Sanzhous have been invading continuously, and the Zhenwu Rebellion has been raging for many years. A few days ago, they finally provoked the original demon sect to send people to clean up. I heard that they even set up a trap to ambush the founder of Zhenwu. , this is considered to have calmed down a bit."

"I don't know if that person is dead."

"However, many sects have collapsed because of this. Coupled with the monks from outside, the number of casual cultivators who have no place to live is increasing."

"People in troubled times are not as good as peace dogs, whether they are mortals or monks."

Warm and comfortable in the middle of the cabin.

A warm yellow spiritual fire burned on a spiritual lamp.

The flames flickered, illuminating the three figures in the cabin.

It was Ying He, Wang He and Li Yingfu.

Different from the coldness when facing the casual cultivators, Ying He's face at this moment was gentle and his words were elegant. He didn't look like a monk, but like a teacher.

When Wang Ba and Li Yingfu heard this, they both nodded in agreement.

In particular, Wang Yan has experienced the matter of casual cultivation, and he can empathize with it.

Li Yingfu said with emotion:

"It's just that our abilities are limited after all. We can barely protect ourselves, but we can't save others."

There was a slight silence in the cabin.

But then Ying He smiled and broke the silence:

"Let's not talk about this. I heard from the sect's internal decree that the chief director is going to the northern plateau of Beihaizhou, right?"

When Wang Bao heard this, he nodded immediately:

"Exactly, according to Master, there is a senior living in seclusion on the northern plateau of Beihai Continent. I also went there to study."

"I see."

Ying He was stunned, but then he frowned:

"It's just that although Beihai Continent is far inferior to Fenglin Continent, it is still comparable in size to several Dajins. When we go to the northern plateau, we need to cross Beihai Continent. We are afraid that the opening time of Beihai Jue Dao may not be enough."

Wang He saw that although Ying He frowned, he spoke calmly. He had obviously made a plan, so he immediately smiled and said:

"Please also ask Protector Ying to teach me."

Li Yingfu also laughed and said:

"Protector Ying, please stop showing off in front of the Chief Secretary."

"Haha, but I can't hide it from the wise eyes of the chief manager."

Ying He followed suit and said with a smile:

"The key lies in the extreme northern cold current."

"oh?"

Wang Yan was a little surprised:

"The extreme northern cold current? It is said that this cold current is extremely dangerous. If you meet it head-on, it can even freeze Nascent Soul monks. Is there any mystery behind it?"

"The chief is wise!"

Ying He smiled and complimented, then said seriously:

"This extreme northern cold current is extremely terrifying. Not only can it freeze the Nascent Soul cultivator, but even if you cross the Beihai Continent and come to the North Sea, it will still be extremely dangerous. Even for me, if I am here If you stay above the North Sea for a long time, your mana will easily freeze due to the extreme cold."

"The magic power is frozen, but it is extremely dangerous in this dangerous North Sea."

"This is why even Nascent Soul cultivators need to take a boat to go to Beihai Continent."

"So dangerous?"

Wang Ba and Li Yingfu were both a little surprised.

The information they learned about Beihai Continent from within the sect was only a passing glimpse of the extreme northern cold current, but they were unaware of the dangers involved.

Ying He nodded and said:

"Not only that, this cold current seems to be able to freeze everything. Even if the magical weapon for communication falls here, it will be frozen. Therefore, traveling to and from Beihai Continent also requires the guidance of local guides."

Wang Ba took out the Lingxi Stone with some disbelief and sent a message to his master Yao Wudi.

Soon, a somewhat intermittent voice came from the Lingxi Stone:

"Wang Ba... did you go... did you go to Beihaizhou...?"

Wang He subconsciously looked at Ying He.

Ying He said in a low voice, slightly embarrassed:

"We haven't completely entered the area covered by the extreme northern cold current yet, so it can still be used."

Wang Hao suddenly understood, and then quickly replied to Lingxi Stone:

"On the way... By the way, Master, you haven't told me the specific location of that senior or his personality..."

The Lingxi Stone made some noise, and then Yao Wudi's voice sounded:

"Are there...other...people around you? Let...them...stay away."

Wang Ba was a little confused.

However, after hearing this, Ying He and Li Yingfu had the sense to temporarily leave the cabin.

Wang Ba watched the two of them leave with an apologetic expression, and then said curiously:

"They're all gone, Master. Does this senior have a special status?"

Maybe they have arrived in a region where there is no cold current in the far north, but this time Lingxi Stone's voice is much smoother, but there is a rare hesitation in his tone:

"Well, it's not special at all. This person... was originally from Dayan's side, but the Ice Way was domineering and difficult to control, so he had to go to Beihai Continent... His personality, well, is a bit weird. Specifically, you You’ll know when you get there.”

"You should know the specific location, right? It should be in the north of..."

The sound continued intermittently again, until it suddenly cut off, leaving only a 'sizzling' sound.

Wang Ba poured in his magic power, but there was no reply.

Finally he shook his head helplessly:

"It seems that Protector Ying is right...this cold current can really freeze even the summons."

Thinking of this, he quickly opened the hatch himself.

A howling sea breeze penetrated the gaps outside and the passage of the cabin, and rushed over.

The extreme cold actually directly aroused the magic barrier on Wang Yan's body.

A ray of light quietly lit up from Wang Yan's body.

"a little cold!"

Feeling this coldness, even though he had long known about the bitter cold in the North Sea, Wang Hao was still a little surprised.

He is a golden elixir monk. Without the protection of his magic power, even his physical body has reached the golden elixir level. His body's resistance to cold and heat is far superior to that of ordinary monks of the same level.

But at this moment, I can still feel a hint of coldness.

But now we have just set off, and we are still far away from Beihaizhou.

I can't imagine how cold it will be when we actually arrive in Beihai Continent.

This also made him, who was a little disapproving at first, immediately become more serious.

He raised his eyes and glanced around, but he didn't see Ying He and Li Yingfu. They were obviously on the deck outside.

After thinking about it, he immediately took a few steps and opened the hatch.

call--

An even more intense roar than before was accompanied by the wind and snow, and the door next to him fell heavily!

A grand world of ice and snow also revealed the tip of the iceberg before his eyes.

He looked at the silver-covered sea in front of him in surprise.

Except for the slightly dark sky and goose-feather snowflakes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sheet of ice and snow glowing black in all directions.

But I feel that the sky is vast and the universe is infinite.

On the sea surface, there is only a glacier in the distance and an iron boat. There are only a few people in the boat.

The thick ice layer made a dull 'click' sound as the iron ship broke through the ice.

It also woke Wang Ba out of his trance.

The group of casual cultivators selected by Ying He in Blackwater Port gathered around a special bonfire on the deck.

While pouring mana, he judged the direction and wind direction to avoid going wrong.

Here, the monks have lost their direction and can only rely on experience to make judgments.

On the bow of the ship, Ying He and Li Yingfu were also looking at the frosty world in front of them. When they noticed Wang He's arrival, Ying He and Li Yingfu immediately walked over.

"Chief Commander, you don't have anything to keep out the cold, so you should go back to the cabin first."

Ying He advised.

Normally, Wang Yan would be a person who listened to advice, but at this moment, when he felt the fierce cold wind and the vastness of the sky and the sea, he suddenly felt shocked.

Look around.

The method of "Six Controls of Riding the Wind" quietly circulated in his heart.

Wind has six elements: cold, heat, dampness, evil, slowness, and urgency.

He has already understood the path of taking things first.

As for the other four types, they have only had opportunities for a long time.

But at this moment, he suddenly had an inexplicable understanding of the word "cold" in Liuyu.

Ying He and Li Yingfu were both Yuanying monks, so how could they not see that Wang He was in a special state at this moment.

He immediately held his breath and concentrated, not daring to disturb him further.

At the same time, it blocked off the casual cultivators on the deck so that they would not disturb Wang Ba.

Wang Ba stood on the deck and didn't realize it for long before he came back to his senses.

Apologized:

"I kept you two waiting for a long time."

"No, the chief manager is extremely talented and enviable."

Ying He said sincerely.

Wang Hao laughed helplessly when he heard this. He was not a genius. He just learned too much and was too complicated. Unknowingly, he accumulated a richer foundation, so that he could understand a lot with just a little touch.

This is not a matter of talent, but more of acquired persistence and hard work.

Well, absolutely nothing to do with anything else.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that after he ascended to the position of chief executive, the number of flatterers around him seemed to increase unknowingly.

He did not defend himself, and then remembered the unresolved questions before:

"Protector Ying, the arctic cold current you just mentioned..."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot... This arctic cold current is above Beihai Continent. If it is as powerful as usual, who would dare to go up to it except the ancestor of the gods? But every time when the Beihai Jue Dao opens, from the east The warm current blowing from Tianmozhou will offset it. Although it cannot eliminate the cold current, it will form a safer air channel, and in the turbulent current, the speed is extremely fast, and it can almost flow with the earth's veins. Comparable."

Ying He quickly explained.

"Oh? Is it so wonderful?"

When Wang Ba and Li Yingfu heard this, they were amazed.

The world is so big that it is full of wonders.

The two of them also felt that their horizons had grown a lot.

But then, Wang Ba no longer returned to the cabin, but directly placed a futon on the deck, and even released the magic barrier, but there was still wind and snow blowing on his face.

After all, he also cultivated the way of the physical body. Although he felt cold, it was difficult for him to be harmed.

On the contrary, the wind and snow were more conducive to his understanding of the Six Controls of Chengfeng.

So he simply faced the wind and snow and realized the practice.

When Ying He saw this, he couldn't help but look at Wang He more seriously.

He had a very low attitude towards Wang Ba before, but that was because his teacher was a cultivator of the Transformation of Gods, and because he had a very high status and was highly valued by the senior leaders of the sect.

Now, he has a little more recognition for Wang Yan.

In this howling wind and snow.

The iron ship broke through layers of thick ice and glaciers on the sea...

Two more days passed.

The ice gradually thinned and the wind and snow gradually subsided.

Until the dark sea water appeared in everyone's sight again.

The waves carried broken ice that had not completely melted, and hit the iron ship, but did not leave any traces.

"We have just passed the outer perimeter, and now we are within the limits of the hurricane customs."

Ying He explained.

Wang Hao nodded slightly.

In the past few days, he also roughly understood the route.

There will be a section of frozen sea just out of the sea, which is affected by the cold current in the Far North.

When we arrived near Hurricane Pass, it was still extremely cold at high altitudes.

But the temperature on the sea surface has actually become milder.

It's just that after passing through the hurricane sea, it will be even more shockingly cold, but by then we will be very close to the Beihai Jue Dao.

"At this time, it's time to speed up."

Ying He immediately ordered the few casual cultivators.

The iron ship hovered directly against the sea and rushed towards the north.

I didn’t dare to fly high, because the temperature would drop off a cliff if it was slightly higher.

The waves here are gradually becoming more intense.

The wind is strong and the waves are high.

There was even the sound of thunder roaring in the sky from time to time, but it never fell.

Wang Hao raised his palm.

A stream of air with a damp and cold feel swirled in his palm.

There was a slight smile in his eyes.

"I'm lucky. Not only did I understand 'cold', I also gained some understanding of 'wet'."

Then he no longer stayed at the bow of the ship and returned to the cabin.

…

Above the sea, the wind howled.

An old man with a gray beard stood on a dilapidated bamboo raft.

The clothes on his body were stained with blood and were in disrepair.

The muscles that looked like sculptures were exposed.

He was tall and burly, although his hair and beard were all gray and messy.

But he is still energetic, his weather-beaten face, his eyes are shining brightly, and he looks like a tiger looking at an eagle.

He was just breathing heavily uncontrollably, but it already exposed the difficulty of his current state.

all around him.

The three early-stage Nascent Soul monks with raging demonic flames all had some damage on their bodies.

Compared to the old man, these three people are in much better condition.

However, the three of them did not dare to underestimate this old man, and all of them had solemn faces.

In order to encircle and suppress this person, they did not just come with three people, but except for these three Nascent Soul monks, the other Golden Core monks had already been buried in the deep sea.

Even though I tried my best to overestimate this person's strength and actually took action, I found that I still underestimated him.

So much so that they chased them all the way to this place, but still couldn't capture it.

"You are a mortal, but you have mastered such power. You can even fight with Nascent Soul. You are worthy of the title of 'The Ancestor of True Martial Arts'!"

"But that's it for now!"

A Nascent Soul demon cultivator said coldly.

The old man stood on the bamboo raft, letting the waves push the raft up and down, but he remained motionless.

Even though his condition was difficult and he was seriously injured, his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle and he said in a deep voice:

"I would like to know why you know where I am?"

His question was instead scoffed at:

"Haha, you have been working for Sanzhou for so long, don't you understand?"

"In their eyes, you are no different from a pig or a dog. No, maybe they are also afraid of you!"

"But this is not important anymore. If you die, the true martial arts will soon be cut off. That is enough... On the contrary, I am more curious. You, a mortal, really have such an amazing talent and can open up your own path." This is the way of true martial arts? Although this way has nothing to do with immortality, it may allow a mortal to be comparable to Yuanying in just a few decades. It is still too incredible. I guess where did it get the inheritance..."

"If you recruit him truthfully, we might be able to let you live."

"Amazing talent? Inheritance?"

When the old man heard this, he laughed loudly, and then his smile faded, and a fierce look suddenly appeared on his face that had lost its elasticity and was covered with wrinkles:

"Want it? Then see if you have the qualifications to get it!"

"I just hate that I have tried so hard that my destiny is about to end, and I can no longer push the way of true martial arts to a higher level!"

"Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to shout in front of me!"

"Since I die today, I also want you and other pseudo-immortals to understand what the wrath of mortals is!"

While talking.

He kicked his feet suddenly!

The whole person jumped up from the bamboo raft.

The last section of the bamboo raft collapsed instantly.

The energy and blood all over the body surged rapidly, like a fully activated air pump, and the roaring sound in the body was endless!

Countless bright red steam was discharged from his seven orifices!

The whole person turned into a bloody stream of light at an extremely fast speed.

It slammed towards one of the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators!

The Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator did not dare to neglect, his face became solemn, and mana quickly poured into the defensive weapon.

Just the next second, the three of them were suddenly stunned.

The bloody stream of light was about to hit the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator, but suddenly turned towards another deep sea!

The three Nascent Soul demon cultivators were immediately furious!

"Don't let him escape!"

In the stormy sea.

But I saw a rather exquisite iron ship in the distance, flying towards here quickly. (End of chapter)