Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 223 Tier [-] Spiritual Kitchen Artifact
"The entire Demon Cult is empty? Are you talking about the Tianmen Cult? How is that possible?"

"That's right, I heard that there may be a Nascent Soul True Lord in this demon sect. With such a large sect, who is capable of sneaking in? How can it be said that there is no one and it will be gone!"

After a burst of shock, many monks immediately questioned.

"I've said it all, and I don't know if it's true or not. I also heard this news from others."

The black-faced monk who spoke just now said helplessly.

Wang Yan on the side remained calm, secretly noting the aura of the black-faced monk who spoke.

After this episode, the monks' denunciation of the sect also stopped, and the topic returned to some rumors in the market.

"By the way, in a few days, it is said that the 'Bai Dan Hui' will be held in Lingbi City. What do you say? Are you going to go there then?"

Someone suddenly said.

Hearing 'Baidanhui', Wang Ba's expression moved slightly.

This Baidan Society is a small gathering organized by the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator to focus on selling pills.

Like the insect market here, it has risen in the past ten years.

It is said that there are second-tier alchemists who have taken refuge in other small countries. They are skilled and can refine many high-quality pills in one go.

Even Wen Yong has mentioned several times, it seems that he intends to cooperate with these alchemists.

However, the alchemist's status is respected, and there is no shortage of people like Wen Yong who come to find cooperation, so there is not much progress, and they can only purchase some ordinary pills for estimation.

Wang Ba was fine, he wasn't too interested in elixirs, although taking the spirit chicken essence was a little slow, but it was safe and free of erysipelas.

Coupled with some other practice resources, it is roughly enough.

"Hundred Pills Meeting? Is it going to be held again? The speed of these alchemists' alchemy is really good enough. The last time was just over a month ago, right?"

A monk couldn't help being surprised.

But soon another monk shook his head:

"The speed is fast, but there are also a lot of erysipelas. I don't plan to go, so I might as well go to Linglong Ghost Market to try my luck and buy some with less erysipelas."

"That's right, why would you go to Baidan? The price is too expensive. Anyway, I can't afford it. The key is that there is a lot of erysipelas, and it takes a lot of time to detoxify after eating. It's better to rely on spiritual veins to practice."

"It's not that easy. Without the help of pills, we rely on dozens of people to guard a first-order spirit vein. There is no hope of establishing a foundation in this life."

"Indeed, although there are erysipelas, monks from other sects also use these elixirs. Can we still be better than them?"

"Brother Yu, let's go together when the time comes."

"Together, there is also a care on the way."

Pills are the cultivation resource that most monks can't avoid. When this is mentioned, the teahouse suddenly becomes lively again.

But at this moment, the bearded monk at a corner table couldn't help but say:

"Let me tell you, instead of using so many spirit stones to buy pills, you might as well buy the spirit chicken essence refined by Master Shen!"

"There is no erysipelas, and there is still essence and blood in it, which will be beneficial to future breakthroughs."

There was a sudden silence in the teahouse.

Immediately, most of the monks shook their heads in unison.

A monk with a stable face said helplessly:
"It's a good thing, but you can't buy it! And I heard that it is much more expensive than the elixir. We can hardly afford the elixir, let alone the essence of chicken."

"I'm afraid it's the true cultivation of the foundation, or those sect monks who are willing to use it."

"So, Master Shen is very famous, and the spirit chicken essence is also a good thing, but it really doesn't have much to do with us, let's, it's a bug that no one looks down on, how can we use such a treasure. "

These words immediately resonated with many monks.

A monk saw 'Senior Zhao' sitting next to him drinking tea with his head bowed, and immediately dared to smile and asked:
"Senior Zhao, have you used the spirit chicken essence? How is the effect compared to the pill?"

Seeing that the eyes of the casual cultivators around him were all on him, Wang Ba gave a dry cough, and immediately squeezed out a little smile on his face:

"It's okay, hehe, it's okay."

Although the answer was a bit vague, it still attracted the envious eyes of many monks.

"Has Senior Zhao met Master Shen? I heard that Master Shen is very mysterious."

Someone asked curiously.

"I haven't seen this one before. This person is indeed mysterious."

Wang Ba laughed.

Discussing himself with others, this kind of feeling, Wang Ba also felt quite strange, especially listening to other people's praise of himself, this kind of feeling, he had never experienced it before.

So much so that people like Wang Ba, who have experienced a lot of wind and rain, suddenly became a little smug, and their smiles increased a lot.

"In this way, many people's guesses are probably correct. This master Shen is very likely to be a Kunxiu."

It was the same black-faced monk who stroked his chin and said suddenly.

The smile on Wang Ba's face suddenly froze.

"Kun, Kunxiu?"

"Why do you say that?"

Someone had already asked the question in Wang Ba's mind first.

"Look at the famous masters in our country of Yan, which one doesn't often show their faces?"

"If you don't come out and show your face, can you be famous?"

The black-faced monk asked back.

Immediately someone retorted:
"Yes, besides Master Shen, Master Xin who is good at talismans has never shown up before... Oh yes, Master Xin heard that he is Kunxiu..."

"That's why! Master Shen is probably a Kunxiu like Master Xin, so he doesn't like to show his face, probably because he is afraid of being entangled by some shameless monks."

The black-faced monk has a reason.

Immediately, he couldn't help showing a look of anticipation and longing:

"I don't know if Master Shen has a Taoist companion... If you can form a marriage with Master Shen, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life!"

As soon as the words fell, he didn't know why, but he shivered inexplicably.

Feeling cold in the back.

Looking back, I saw 'Senior Zhao' looking at him with a smile.

The black-faced monk breathed a sigh of relief, laughed and said:
"Senior Zhao, you think so too, don't you?"

"Ha ha……"

……

Under a mountain depression.

Looking at the black-faced monk whose eyes were a little out of focus, Wang Ba's eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of red suddenly disappeared from the black-faced monk's eyes.

He originally wanted to ask this guy politely about Tianmen Sect.

But then... he changed his mind.

The process also seemed a little rough.

But he still managed to get the news he wanted to know.

"A few years ago, it was reported that the monks of Great Chu went to Tianmen Sect to recruit monks to participate in the counterattack against the kingdom of the gods, but unexpectedly discovered that Tianmen Sect was suspected to have been destroyed nine years ago."

"Everything in the church has been swept away, and the resident is also empty, but the strange thing is that there are no traces of fighting, and even the formation is functioning normally."

"...Nine years ago, it happened to be the year I left."

Wang Ba thought secretly.

He was worried that people from the Tianmen Sect would come to hunt him down, but during intense observation and waiting, he unexpectedly discovered that no monks from the Tianmen Sect appeared here.

Thinking about it now, according to this rumor, the accident probably happened at that time.

Although he didn't know what happened after he left, but at this moment he was very glad that he got away in time.

"In other words, there is no need to keep this second dantian all the time."

Wang Ba couldn't help looking at his waist.

In order to prevent the Tianmen Sect from keeping the spiritual lottery, neither he nor Bu Chan gave up the second dantian.

But after thinking about it, Wang Ba still chose to keep it.

Anyway, the second dantian and the main dantian are independent of each other, even if they are kept, they won't be a burden to him.

Sometimes, it can have unexpected effects.

Withdrawing the power of the Yin God, Wang Ba no longer hesitated, stepped on the flying magic weapon, and flew in the direction of Lingbi City.

He and Wen Yong had agreed on a time, but now that they have gone through a lot of trouble, it seems a bit hasty.

But fortunately, he still rushed to the vicinity of the boundary marker before the appointed time.

He sensed Wang Ba's aura.

A layer of ripples suddenly appeared on the boundary marker, and a portal quietly emerged immediately.

Without hesitation, Wang Ba strode in.

As soon as he entered, he saw that the originally empty hall was filled with various things.

The puppets were counting everything one by one, and Wen Yong was also among them. Seeing Wang Ba's arrival, he quickly put down a magic weapon in his hand, and walked over with a smile.

"Shen Daoyou Ankang, I just received the news that the second-level craftsman is going to stay at Zhenling Palace for a while, should we go directly?"

Wang Ba, who was about to speak, was a little surprised when he heard the words:

"In Town Spirit Palace?"

Wen Yong shook his head and said:
"Originally this craftsman planned to come here directly, but Zhenling Palace supported Da Chu this time. On the front line of Wei State, it is said that three Jindan Daoist people have fallen, and they are now attending funerals. Give advice, so I am also preparing to attend the ceremony."

Wang Ba nodded upon hearing this.

He had heard this news in the Insect Square City before, and it suddenly dawned on him.

It's just that Wang Yan quickly hesitated and said: "After all, that is where the sect is. Wouldn't it be inconvenient for us to practice casually there?"

"Fellow daoists, don't worry. Zhenling Palace is the largest sect in the Yan Kingdom after all, so it's fairly restrained. In addition, on this occasion, there must be many sects and casual cultivators going there. Let's pay attention, it's nothing to worry about."

Wen Yong smiled and said: "Besides, I also have some friends in Zhenling Palace. If there is any movement, they will probably take care of it in advance."

Wang Ba thought for a while, and then nodded.

Not only is Wen Yong always prudent and trustworthy in his actions, but the main reason is that he doesn't think there will be any problems just refining a magic weapon.

Nod now.

"By the way, this time I brought another copy of "The Sword of Heavenly Waterfall and Yun Sheng", which is also suitable for the cultivation of the three spiritual roots of water, wood and earth. Would you like to have a look?"

Wen Yong suddenly remembered something, snapped his fingers, and a puppet took out one from a pile of jade slips, and held it to Wang Ba with both hands.

Wang Ba took a look, then shook his head and refused:

"No need, the "Three-Phase Good Fortune" from last time will do."

Although "Three-Phase Creation Technique" still doesn't satisfy Wang Ba, it is already the most suitable technique for him that he has come into contact with so far.

Being able to continuously improve his physical body, although it is far from being able to compare with the physical training method, is not bad, and it is similar to "Ren Shui Si Yu Jue", and can also accumulate a lot of mana, but it is not as good as the cultivation method of "Ren Shui Si Yu Jue". The speed should be one or two percent faster.

It can also use the three kinds of spiritual roots for hair growth and transformation, barely forming the effect of the five elements of spiritual roots.

Of course, the effect is definitely not comparable to the real body of five virtues.

But for Wang Ba, before Jindan, it was enough for the time being.

It was after he replaced this exercise that he quickly made a breakthrough.

The two immediately prepared some gifts, spiritual materials, etc., and flew to the north of Yan Kingdom overnight.

……

Although Zhenling Palace is also in the north, Canglan City, which Wang Ba is relatively familiar with, belongs to the northwest, while Zhenling Palace is located in the northeast of Yan Kingdom.

After flying for two days and nights, and borrowing several teleportation formations, I finally arrived at the boundary of Zhenling Palace smoothly.

The mountains here are gentle, and there are many vast plains, on which there are cities.

Surrounded by these cities, Zhenling Palace stands on a mountain peak in the clouds, like a fairy palace.

It's just that for some reason, not long after he entered the realm of Zhenling Palace, a subtle feeling flashed in his heart.

To experience it again, but it is difficult to capture that feeling.

After thinking about it, he thought it was just an illusion.

There was no surprise, Wang Ba and Wen Yong soon found the second-tier refiner who was wandering around in a ghost market outside Zhenling Palace.

To Wang Yan's surprise, the other party was a well-proportioned, gentle and elegant demeanor, and his aura was not inferior to Wen Yong's late foundation establishment monk.

"Meet Li Daoyou."

Wen Yong's smile was quite friendly, and he soon got acquainted with this craftsman surnamed Li.

When he heard that Wang Ba was going to refine a second-order magic weapon, the craftsman surnamed Li looked at Wang Ba in surprise:
"Fellow Daoist, is it Master Shenfu Shen who is often mentioned by many monks recently?"

Seeing this, Wang Ba knew that it would be difficult to hide it, so he nodded immediately.

It's just that Wang Ba was quite surprised that even the craftsman surnamed Li knew his fame.

In his opinion, he just refined some spiritual food, and he should not have such a big reputation at all.

For example, Bao Chao, who was stationed in Jiantao in the past, did not differ much from Bao Chao in what he did.

It's just that Bao Chao had been trapped in the Tianmen Sect before, and he was not valued by the monks of the Tianmen Sect, except that he would be needed by monks who did not follow the evil way.

After that, during the battle against Xianghuo Dao, he never came back.

On the other hand, Yan Guo is the opposite. Most of them follow the normal way of refining qi, and the demand for spiritual food has always existed.

It's just that the inheritance of the spirit chef here is not for spirit beasts, but for spirit rice.

On Xulizong's side, there are several spiritual chefs who are good at making spiritual food from spiritual rice.

But the spirit rice essence produced is far less effective than the spirit chicken essence, and it is more of a supplement rather than a replacement for the elixir.

The craftsman surnamed Li didn't know what Wang Ba was thinking, but he immediately said pleasantly:
"It's just a coincidence! I'm going to find fellow daoists!"

Wang Ba asked suspiciously, "Looking for Shen?"

"To be honest, among my sons, only one has a spiritual root, but unfortunately his aptitude is mediocre, and I'm afraid there is no hope of building a foundation in this life..."

The craftsman surnamed Li sighed.

Immediately, he lifted his spirits and looked at Wang Ba with anticipation in his eyes:
"However, the spirit chicken essence refined by Taoist friends is said to be able to improve the physical body, and even have the effect of breaking through bottlenecks. Several Taoist friends have already recommended it to me."

"That's why I want to find Fellow Daoist Shen to buy a batch of spirit chicken essence."

"I see."

Wang Ba suddenly realized, and understood why the other party valued him so much.

The spirit chicken essence does have the effect of improving monks to break through the bottleneck. This is mainly because the spirit chickens used by Wang Ba are all bred from the rare chicken breed.

In the past, it was recorded in Taoist Jiaohu's "Huanqin Bi Tan" that taking a large amount of rare chickens is beneficial for monks to break through the bottleneck.

The spirit chicken essence is obtained by extracting a large number of spirit chickens, so the effect is naturally more obvious.

Of course, this effect can't be too exaggerated, at most it can increase the possibility of breakthrough by [-]-[-]%.

Even so, for most of the monks, it is of great value, not to mention that the improvement of mana itself is comparable to elixir, and the key is that there is no erysipelas.

This is also the fundamental reason why Wang Ba has only one achievement so far, but he has been dubbed a master.

With this demand, the transaction between the two became much easier. Wang Ba directly took out two bottles of spirit chicken essence, while the refining master surnamed Li took out the refining materials himself, and carried out refining according to Wang Ba's request. The preliminary preparation of the device.

Compared with Wang Ba's refining the spirit chicken essence, refining the weapon is much more cumbersome.

It is not only necessary to determine the appropriate spiritual fire according to the corresponding refining material, but also to adjust the proportion of ingredients in the refining material.

The most important thing is that the funeral of Zhenling Palace has already begun, and the craftsman surnamed Li has to suspend his work and go to Zhenling Palace.

Neither Wang Ba nor Wen Yong went.

The funeral lasted seven days.

When the craftsman surnamed Li came back, he had a complex expression and sighed endlessly:
"In the past, there was a family of seven golden pills in Zhenling Palace, and Zhang Zhenjun was sitting in the town. Looking at the country of Yan, no one dared to take the lead, but now it withered overnight."

"With Zhenjun Zhang here, Zhenling Palace will regain its vitality in a short time."

When Wen Yong heard the words, he said something similar to what Wang Ba had heard before.

However, upon hearing Wen Yong's words, the craftsman surnamed Li hesitated for a moment, set up a soundproof talisman, hesitated slightly, and said:

"I'm afraid that Zhang Zhenjun really can't do it this time. Zhang Zhenjun didn't even come out to host such a big scene..."

"What? Zhang Zhenjun didn't show up?"

Wen Yong's face was shocked when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but become serious immediately.

Zhang Daobai is a banner of Zhenling Palace, especially in the case of the fall of the three Jindan real people in the first battle, it is even more necessary for him to stand up and restore the prestige of Zhenling Palace.

However, Zhang Daobai did not show up for such a grand funeral. The implication in this, as long as he is a monk in the country of Yan, he will feel terrified if he thinks about it a little bit.

Once Zhang Daobai is really gone, the three major sects in the south may not be willing to be lonely...

"Yan Kingdom is probably going to be in chaos!"

Wen Yong said with a serious expression and worried.

This was the first time Wang Ba saw Wen Yong look like this.

The craftsman surnamed Li also nodded slightly when he heard the words, obviously deeply approving Wen Yong's words.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, why don't you go back first and make arrangements in advance. On my side, I will go back on my own after Fellow Daoist Li has finished refining."

Wang Ba thought for a while and suggested.

Wen Yong showed hesitation.

The refining master surnamed Li said: "After the next refinement is successful, you can also take a walk with Fellow Daoist Shen. You can rest assured that Fellow Daoist Wen."

In the end, Wen Yong gritted his teeth and left.

On the other hand, Wang Ba and his surname Li are the craftsmen who rented a refining room in the local Fangshi and started refining the spiritual kitchen artifacts.

After half a month.

Looking at the whole set of exquisite stove-shaped instruments in front of him, Wang Ba was extremely satisfied.

"In this way, we can finally refine the second-order spirit chicken into its essence!"

(End of this chapter)