Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 209 Punishment
"You went to Jiantao's resident just to cultivate this piece of passion beeswax?"

Wang Ba gently pinched a piece of light yellow and transparent beeswax, and through the sunlight, he could vaguely see a little impurity in it.

Buchan nodded.

Looking at Wang Yan, his eyes were full of distress.

She had already learned the ins and outs from Shen Fu.

She can completely empathize with Wang Ba's feelings.

Changing places, thinking that if something happened to Wang Ba, she might not be able to survive.

One can imagine Wang Ba's mood at that time.

Naturally, Wang Ba felt more distressed.

In addition to being distressed, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If it wasn't for myself, in order to cultivate qualified passion beeswax, I made a special trip to Jiantao's resident, and set up a suitable land there for raising passion bees.

I am afraid that the current self has already been turned into a speck of dust when the five major sects raided the garrison before.

Hearing Wang Ba's question, Buchan hurriedly said: "This is the first batch to be made. I will screen and select the flower seeds later. The quality should be even better."

"No, this is enough."

Nothing happened to Buchan, and Wang Ba's mind naturally returned to the most important thing at the moment.

Looking at the passion beeswax in his hand, he shook his head and said:

"There is no need to improve the quality anymore. The quality is already excellent, and a little more will be enough."

Buchan kept Wang Ba's words in mind, and planned to return to Jiantao's station to cultivate passion bees while the teleportation array was still in operation, but unexpectedly, he was quickly recruited by the foundation-building monks at the station.

"Brother Dao, can you transfer her to my subordinate?"

Wang Ba took out a bag of mid-grade spirit stones and sent them over secretly.

As a foundation-building monk, Wang Ba could naturally recruit Qi-refining monks to follow him.

"Okay, let's go!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator in charge of scheduling glanced at Wang Ba. He was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he didn't want to offend others for nothing, so he followed suit and assigned Bu Chan to Wang Ba.

Wang Ba also took on the task of rebuilding the palace to condense earth and rocks, and he was fooling around at will.

As long as they stay in Tianmen Sect right now, it is impossible not to work.

He simply relied on the privilege of a foundation-building monk to choose an easy and simple one.

Soon.

Suddenly, a golden core real person fell from the sky.

The visitor was dressed in a red and black robe, with a hint of sinisterness on his face, and the darkness and strangeness that flashed in his eyes from time to time made people shudder.

The monks didn't dare to talk too much, they just buried their heads in their work.

But this Jindan Daoist spoke up.

"My name is 'Yu Sha', and I am the elder of Xuanhundao."

Wang Ba, who was working, felt a chill in his heart.

And the surrounding cultivators also put down their work at the same time, and looked at the Xuanhun Dao elder nervously and apprehensively.

The status of Xuanhun Dao in the religion is incomparable.

The reason is very simple, this Taoist monk has mastered the spiritual aura of all the monks in the sect except Jindan Daoist.

In the church, they are responsible for inspecting every compulsory mission, recruitment, etc., those leftist monks who have exhausted three opportunities but did not participate.

Once found out, the spell of killing will be cast immediately.

But in fact, not only heretical monks, but most of the monks in the sect are also within the scope of its supervision.

It's just that for the monks in the church, they don't have the power of life and death, and they must report to the high-level before they can execute it.

Even so, most of the cultivators are quite afraid when facing Xuanhundao.

But at this time, as a Jindan real person, shouldn't he go to Zhongyuan City and continue to confront the five great sects and Xianghuo Dao?
In Wang Ba's heart, a trace of doubt could not help but arise.

But Yu Sha's sinister eyes swept over everyone, revealing a gloomy look:

"This time my religion is at war with the five major sects and the Incense Dao at the same time. Some people are not determined and want to abandon my religion."

"It is inevitable that such black sheep will have a bad influence on you, so I am specially ordered by the leader, this elder opens the altar in public and casts a curse to kill these traitors who have betrayed our religion."

Wang Ba at the bottom couldn't help feeling tense.

The monks around were also extremely quiet for an instant, and some of them with poor psychological quality couldn't help but look at their Tianmen order, and they breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that they had not violated the rules of the Tianmen sect.

After Yu Sha finished speaking, he immediately flicked his sleeves.

A high altar flew out of his sleeve, swelled in the wind, and immediately landed heavily in front of the newly repaired palace.

A wave of dust was stirred up.

The surrounding cultivators subconsciously took a few steps back.

He looked at the high platform with apprehension.

Yu Sha took a step forward and landed on the high platform.

Immediately with a palm, bamboo sticks exuding the spirit of the soul floated leisurely.

These bamboo sticks are so densely packed that there are thousands of them!

"It's a spirit lottery!"

Someone whispered.

Wang Ba fixed his eyes on the bamboo sticks.

In it, he suddenly noticed the aura of himself, Buchan, and Shenfu.

In his eyes, there was an impulse to destroy it unconsciously!

It was these things that forced them to be bound together with the Tianmen Sect, living and dying together.

However, his rationality made him hold back.

Not only because the person in front of him who sent the spirit sign was Jindan Daoist, even if he wanted to destroy it, he couldn't do it at all.

It is also because these spiritual lottery cards are actually in duplicate, and the other one is in the hands of Ning Daohuan, the leader of the Tianmen sect with the highest cultivation level.

Even if he could destroy what was in front of him, once Ning Daohuan knew about it, he would surely die.

Yu Sha stepped on a step similar to Yu's step, and muttered something in his mouth.

Soon, eight bamboo sticks flew out of the densely packed spirit sticks.

There were all monks present, all of them were intelligent people, and they immediately saw the gold-plated names engraved on the bamboo sticks.

"An Tang, Zhao Zhijin, Su Wanqi..."

"He ran away too? No wonder I didn't see him when I came back, I thought he was dead!"

"Su Wanqi? Why is there him? He has always been kind and honest, but he has such courage? Could it be a mistake? Could it be that he was trapped outside and couldn't come back?"

"That's right, Zhang Laoshi is not such a person, could it be a mistake!"

Seeing these names below, most of the familiar monks showed expressions of disbelief.

Obviously, I don't believe that the people here can have such courage.

There were only one or two people who were acquainted with them, but they were quite unanimous in their evaluation, and they were not surprised at all about their defection from Tianmen Sect.

Neither Wang Ba nor Bu Chan nor Shen Fu spoke.

They are not familiar with these people.

But real Yu Sha heard the low-pitched doubts from the monks below, but he didn't get angry.

The tone is cold and said:
"People who want to apostate, how can they put their thoughts of apostasy on their faces? They will only try their best to cover it up so that everyone can't see it."

Wang Ba was inexplicably guilty, always feeling that the other party was talking about himself.

Seeing that Master Yu Sha spoke, the monks below didn't dare to say anything, and all shut up.

It's just what they think in their hearts, then only they know.

Master Yu Sha had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, then sneered, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"Duh!"

all of a sudden.

On the eight spirit sticks, the aura of the soul suddenly broke away from the spirit sticks and began to sway!
At the same time, next to the first spirit stick, a water mirror suddenly rose.

In the water mirror, one could faintly see a scarred Qi Refining cultivator walking in a snowy field with a relaxed expression.

"It's Andang!"

People who knew him couldn't help exclaiming.

"Where is he? This shouldn't be Chen Guo, right?"

It was the real Yu Sha who answered him.

He smiled coldly:
"Of course it's not Chen country. He went north, and he should have arrived in Ye country by now."

"Hehe, I'm afraid he still feels that he has escaped from my teaching and is complacent..."

The monks below did not speak.

Because from the water mirror, it is indeed the case.

This An Tang was galloping comfortably on the snowy field, and even wanted to fall from the flying magic weapon and killed a few snow rabbits, it seemed that he was going to fight the tooth sacrifice.

Not the slightest bit of nervousness about defecting.

Seeing that the monks around didn't know what to say for a while.

"Ah!"

Master Yu Sha sneered, and immediately closed his eyes and recited the formula.

Soon, a black light flew out immediately, enveloping An Tang's spiritual aura rising above the spirit stick.

next second.

In the water mirror.

An Tang, who was skinning the snow rabbit, suddenly trembled.

He was in a daze for a moment, as if he sensed something was wrong, he immediately stood up subconsciously and lowered his head.

Immediately, a trace of shock and fear couldn't stop rising in his eyes!
As far as the eye can see, the flesh and blood on his body is like a snowdrift piled on the roof of the house, peeling off piece by piece...

"what--"

This Qi Refining Realm cultivator made a panicked sound like a mortal.

But soon, he couldn't even make such a sound, the throat pipe fell out of his throat, and the flesh and blood on his face quickly fell.

However, what made all the monks watching this scene even more frightening was that even An Tang was about to become a skeleton...

But he is not dead yet!

"He's got another month to live."

There was a trace of excitement in Yu Sha's eyes.

"When all the flesh and blood on his body is gone, flesh and blood will grow from the bones again."

"And then, fall off again."

"One reincarnation every day, and this lasts for thirty days. During this period, he will remain absolutely awake, and his five senses will be unprecedentedly sharp."

"He can't do it even if he wants to die, because his bones are soft now, and he can't even hurt himself."

The more excited Yu Shayue said, there was a hint of pride in his tone:

"That's why I call this technique the 'Thirty-Day Birth Curse'... I got the inspiration from Blood Bone Dao..."

"Hehe, isn't it interesting? Not only this, I have also created many other interesting spells. Don't worry, I will show you one by one later."

this moment.

The monks below all turned pale.

And Yu Sha also turned on the water mirror next to the second spirit stick without hesitation.

One by one, the strange, vicious and tortured spells appeared in the eyes of everyone.

None of these eight people was able to die well.

A seed of extreme fear was also planted in the hearts of the leftist monks who witnessed the whole process.

Even if some people still have the heart to defect, they can't help being shaken at this moment.

Death is fine, but no one wants to be tortured to death like this.

And Bu Chan was also pale, but tried her best not to show any strangeness.

Wang Ba pretended to be frightened, but actually patted Buchan on the back calmly.

This level of intimidation is really nothing to him.

Having studied "The Curse of Blazing Souls with Hundred Lives", he is not so ignorant of spells.

This seemingly gimmicky incantation is actually mediocre, and it can only be used on Qi Refining Realm monks.

When encountering a foundation-building cultivator like him, he would either add various negative states to him, or directly attack the soul.

It is not so easy to directly affect the physical body from such a distance.

Of course, Wang Ba didn't mean to underestimate real Yu Sha in the slightest.

With the opponent's realm, it is still very easy to kill him with a curse.

And Yu Sha nodded with satisfaction when he felt the fear of everyone below.

Good to be afraid!

If they are not afraid, how can Tianmen Sect rule them by sending spirit lottery?
But he still said:

"Among you, there are still some people who, although they didn't defect, did a lot of things that betrayed my religion."

"We all know who these people are."

"However, the leader is magnanimous. He is willing to give you another chance to stand up and admit your mistakes. You are still a member of my teaching. If you don't admit it... Haha!"

The monks below couldn't help but look at me and I look at you, with suspicion and wariness on their faces.

However, what made Yu Sha's face slightly cold was that after a while, no one stood up.

"Humph."

Yu Sha snorted coldly.

"That's all I said, don't blame the unpredictable words!"

Immediately put away the altar and walked away.

Everyone looked at each other with big eyes, but they couldn't see anything, so they could only get busy again.

It's just that quietly, each other is on guard a lot.

As for Wang Ba, after completing the task of building the palace, he took Bu Chan and Shen Fu immediately, and the three of them found a secluded mountain depression, opened up a cave, and practiced in it.

The chicken farm by the South Lake has been razed to the ground, and the Lingtian has also been destroyed due to the overflow of the spirit veins.

Fortunately, the spirit beasts in the chicken farm were all brought to Jiantao's station by Wang Ba before.

Some high-grade ones have been carried by Wang Ba all the time.

But now, because the construction of the Dongsheng resident has not yet been completed, they cannot leave here.

Of course, this did not affect Wang Ba's cultivation of the second dantian.

Since he is already a foundation-building cultivator, with a high-level view, and the supply of spirit chicken essence is still abundant, even though the second dantian opened with the 'Meteor Flame Red Gold Iron' has mediocre aptitude, but only a few days before and after, he is still very good. Soon he reached the third level of Qi Refining.

"Kung Fu..."

"If there is a skill that matches 'Golden Fire' and is suitable for the second dantian, and the skill level is higher, maybe the speed can be faster."

Feeling the mana slowly circulating in the second dantian, Wang Ba shook his head slightly.

He has suffered from not having good exercises for a long time.

The "Four Imperial Art of Renshui" that I have been practicing since I was in the Qi Refining Realm, although it can still be used in the Foundation Establishment Realm, the improvement in the speed of cultivation is extremely limited.

Wang Ba was also looking for better exercises before.

It's a pity that he had seen a lot in Nixia Ghost City and Linglong Ghost City before, but none of them moved him.

There are also many exercises suitable for metal and fire attributes, but basically they are all popular.

Even the efficiency of cultivation is similar to Renshui Four Imperial Art, so it is not worthwhile to use it for cultivation.

"It's a pity that I can't go to Jiantao's resident now, otherwise I can go to Linglong Ghost City."

Wang Ba felt a little regretful in his heart.

The Linglong ghost market on the first floor opens every month, and these two days are exactly the moon-watching days, which are the days when the ghost market is open.

Pick a skill that can be practiced quickly, and it should be able to carry the female yin-eating insects after it has been cultivated to the foundation.

"I don't know when we will be allowed to go to other stations here."

Wang Ba sighed.

A few days later.

When he received the mission notice and had to go to the square, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The five corpses were hung high in the middle of the square, which is also the most eye-catching place.

One of them was surprisingly half of Wang Ba's acquaintance.

She was dressed in a white Taoist robe, mixed with dust and blood at this moment, and even footprints could be seen.

In the past, his face was like a bright moon, and his eyes were like shining stars.

Now his eyes are wide open, his face is stained with blood, and his hair is falling down in a messy bun.

Full of embarrassment, but faintly seemed to be another side of Wang Ba that he had never seen in him.

"Dong Qiyu..."

Wang Ba sighed faintly in his heart.

But it wasn't too surprising.

Wang Ba had foreseen the opponent's ending very early on.

So all along, he tried his best to avoid getting involved with the other party.

"... These people betrayed the secrets of my teaching, informed the remnants of the Eastern Sacred Sect, and even secretly provided supplies! They deserve death! The leader is kind and promised to let them go as long as they stand up, but it's a pity that they are stubborn! "

In the middle of the square, a leftist monk lashed out at the dead bodies of these five people while angrily reprimanding them.

Wang Ba glanced at the other party, this leftist monk was actually an acquaintance of Wang Ba.

Jing condition.

It's just that his current aura has reached the foundation establishment stage.

Wang Ba was silent for a while, then went straight to the task and left alone.

But he didn't go very far when he was stopped by a figure that flew over suddenly.

"Bai, Fellow Daoist Bai?"

Looking at the monk in front of him whose face, flesh and blood were almost the same as those of ordinary people, Wang Ba couldn't help being surprised.

If it weren't for the aura on the other party, he wouldn't dare to recognize it at all.

Bai Yu smiled and nodded to Wang Ba.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and said something that made Wang Ba's heart tense.

"Elder Lu wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)