Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 227

The morning light is dim.

A faint stream of light flashed across the sky.

But soon, Liu Guang stopped suddenly above a ravine, and a figure with no face could be seen quietly walked out of the stream.

It was Wang Ba who came.

He stood in mid-air, his spiritual sense swept around, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Forbidden talisman?"

The airspace in front of him has been sealed off with the air ban talisman.

If he wanted to cross this airspace, he had to break through it forcefully, or he had to go around.

"Who is it that dares to cast the air-forbidden talisman at will?"

Although the banning talisman is very effective, it is fine if it is used on one's own territory. If it is used outside, it is easy to provoke some monks who pass by unintentionally.

It's okay to be talkative, but if you encounter some temperamental ones, you might just make a move.

Therefore, unless the situation is urgent or extremely confident, few people in the wild would dare to release the air banning talisman.

Of course, the banning talisman is expensive, and no one is willing to buy it for casual cultivators.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba couldn't help but look down, and then couldn't help frowning slightly.

below.

The mountains and valleys are undulating.

In the valley, there are houses that are either simple and narrow, or exquisite and grand.

It is quite similar to the gathering place of casual cultivators where Wang Ba is.

"Is it another gathering place for casual cultivators?"

Wang Ba woke up immediately.

Gaze away.

In front of these houses, casual cultivators with uneven breaths were humiliated and looked angrily at the group of people in front of them.

This group of people is aggressive, and their aura is far stronger than those of these casual cultivators.

The leader was a middle-aged monk with a round face who had reached the late stage of foundation establishment and was dressed in a white standard Taoist robe.

At this moment, he stared blankly at the casual cultivators around him.

Wang Ba had amazing eyesight, and he saw the auspicious cloud symbol on the hem of the opponent's Taoist robe at a glance.

Immediately, he looked thoughtful.

"A person from Backwind Valley?"

Huifeng Valley is one of the three sects around Baiyunping, which is as famous as Xuli Sect and Danlong Sect.

Xiangyun is the symbol that belongs to Huifeng Valley.

Wang Ba hadn't dealt with them much, but he was no stranger to them.

Soon, he heard a sudden explosion in the house below.

in a blink.

A figure in embarrassment, dressed in Xiangyun uniform of Huifenggu, flew out from the shabby house.

Immediately afterwards, another majestic figure with a look of rage strode out from the house, raised the magic weapon in his hand, and threw it at the Returning Wind Valley disciple.

This young disciple of Returning Wind Valley immediately fled into the crowd in a panic.

"Uncle, save me!"

"How brave!"

But at this time.

Among the crowd, a long-faced cultivator from Return Wind Valley who was vaguely in the early stage of foundation establishment suddenly gave a cold shout.

Immediately raised his hand and pointed.

A streamer of magical artifacts immediately blocked the disciples of Returning Wind Valley.

It collided with the magic weapon urged by the majestic figure, and there was a roar immediately.

After a slight delay, a gap was smashed into the great sword weapon of that majestic casual cultivator!
The magic weapon of the life-saving cultivator suffered such a heavy blow, and the majestic monk suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, and his face was instantly as golden as paper.

"escape!"

The majestic monk finally came to his senses. Without even thinking about it, he immediately turned back and ran to his house, and immediately hugged a female nun who was breathing weakly, and rushed out from the back door, heading towards the direction where there was no monk from Returning Wind Valley. Run away.

However, seeing the majestic monks fleeing and returning to the Wind Valley monks, they didn't seem to be in a hurry.

On the contrary, they all had a good time and watched the good show with a sneer on their faces.

And the long-faced cultivator who made the move just now was also not in a hurry to make a move, but with a cold face, he asked in a cold voice to the talented young disciple of Returning Wind Valley:
"what happened?"

The young disciple of Returning Wind Valley looked pale, as if he still had lingering fears about what happened just now.

Hearing the long-faced cultivator's question, a trace of fear and viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The disciple just went in, and before he said anything, he knocked him out... This person must have a guilty conscience! He must be hiding a secret!"

Hearing this, the long-faced monk took a deep look at him.

He is naturally very clear about what his disciples are.

But he didn't help his relatives, but his hands didn't stop at all.

With a light wave, the magic weapon just now was sacrificed again.

In an instant, it turned into a pale streamer.

The second strike came first, hitting the back of that majestic casual cultivator.

The heroic casual cultivator didn't even have time to make a sound, and fell to the ground in an instant. It seemed that he was taking in less air and exhaling more.

And the female cultivator in his arms also suffered some extra strength, and her breath became weaker immediately.

It's just that she didn't care about it, struggled to get up, and hurriedly hugged Xiongzhuang Sanxiu...

The young disciple of Returning Wind Valley saw the opportunity, and immediately rushed over with a look of resentment and resentment.

He stomped down the dying majestic casual cultivator, and said with a sneer:

"Fool!"

"Come on! Try it on me again!"

There was a trace of arrogance, violence and complacency on Ben's rather handsome face.

Seeing this scene, all the casual cultivators around showed grief and indignation.

However, no one dared to move.

The fear of Zongmen disciples rooted in their hearts made them dare not have any thoughts of resistance.

Moreover, most of the casual cultivators here are in the Qi refining state, and the aura of the few foundation-building monks is also the same as in the early stage.

Although they have many more people, their comprehensive strength is far inferior.

What's more, the strength of casual cultivators is normally far weaker than that of sect disciples.

Under the combination of the two, in front of all the cultivators of Returning Wind Valley, the casual cultivators kept silent and did not dare to take any action at all.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators of Returning Wind Valley did not show any surprise.

Soon two people took away the female cultivator who was lying on the majestic monk's body crying, took her to a house, and began to torture her.

Seeing the arrogance of the young disciple who returned to Wind Valley, the middle-aged round-faced monk couldn't help frowning, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

But in front of this group of inferior casual cultivators, he didn't reprimand anything.

Instead, he looked around at the monks below and spoke slowly:
"Speaking of which, since the attack from the kingdom of the gods, I have not dealt with you for nearly ten years..."

"But the identity of this seat, you must be familiar with it."

There was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"I'll just make a long story short, so I won't waste everyone's time."

"This time, I didn't intend to do anything to you. After all, we are different from Xulizong, and we will not arrest you and sell you. Of course, if anyone does not cooperate with us, then don't blame us for being with Xulizong. study."

"In a word, do any of you know the second-rank alchemists in Baidanhui?"

The casual cultivators below, you look at me, I look at you, many of them nodded.

After all, Baidanhui has gained a great reputation among casual cultivators in recent years, and there are not many people who don't know about it.

"Then does any of you know where they all went?"

The middle-aged monk with a round face looked at the casual monks sharply.

Immediately, he saw a somewhat evasive young casual cultivator, raised his finger and said:
"You, come out. I see your eyes are a little evasive, tell me, do you know where they are going?"

"This, junior, junior is not very clear."

The young casual cultivator who was pointed at by the middle-aged round-faced cultivator couldn't help saying nervously.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and said quickly:
"That's right! One of these alchemists seems to be called Wu Ying. The juniors only know this, and don't know anything else."

Hearing the words of the young casual cultivator, the face of the middle-aged round-faced cultivator suddenly darkened.

"Hmph! You still need to talk about this."

"Go down!"

Immediately waved his hand.

The young casual cultivator felt relieved immediately as if he had been pardoned.

However, his expression changed immediately, and he saw two Returning Wind Valley disciples lock him up and take him down.

"Senior, senior—"

Soon, in the depths of the house, the young casual cultivator's howls of pain that pierced his bones resounded.

Hearing this voice, the casual cultivators suddenly turned pale.

Even the casual cultivators who established the foundation had an extremely ugly expression on their faces.

midair.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ba couldn't help but look slightly cold.

He felt that although he was not a good person, he still had a bottom line in his heart.

However, these sect disciples treated the casual cultivators as if they were livestock.

In Wang Ba's opinion, the cruel methods are not inferior to the former Tianmen Sect.

Wang Ba is also a member of the Loose Cultivator now, so he naturally feels the same way.

However, if out of righteous indignation, he attacks the disciples of Huifenggu, even if he reveals the identity of Master Shen, he will not be able to resist the anger of Jindan Daoist of Huifenggu.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba could only restrain himself and look away.

Immediately mobilized the flying magic weapon, preparing to bypass the covered airspace.

It's just that the fluctuation of mana also attracted the vigilance of the middle-aged round-faced monk below.

He immediately noticed the movement on Wang Ba's side, and his consciousness swept over him. Seeing Wang Ba turning away from this place, he felt a sudden movement in his heart.

Immediately driving the flying magic weapon, he rushed over.

Simultaneously said loudly:
"Friend, please stay."

Wang Ba didn't pay attention to him at all.

As if he had never heard of it, he drove the flying magic weapon and flew straight in a detour.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged round-faced monk's eyes froze.

Originally, it was just suspicion, but now it is a little more certain.

Raising his hand suddenly, a talisman flew towards Wang Ba at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the talisman paper burned rapidly, and an invisible space ripple centered on the talisman paper quickly spread to the surroundings.

The moment the space ripple swept across Wang Ba.

Wang Ba only felt that the flying magic weapon was stagnant.

There seemed to be an invisible huge force pressing on him from above, and the whole body, together with the flying magic weapon, sank uncontrollably and quickly.

"Forbidden talisman?!"

Wang Ba realized this immediately.

I was shocked.

However, although he was not flustered, he raised his hand and hit the ground with a first-order spell with ordinary breath.

The force of the recoil quickly counteracted the force of his fall, and he landed on the ground smoothly and steadily.

His eyes swept over, but he saw that middle-aged round-faced cultivator seemed to be unaffected at all, flying towards him with a flying magic weapon.

Wang Ba's complexion suddenly sank.

At the same time, the middle-aged round-faced monk no longer hid himself.

At the same time as it flew over, worried that Wang Ba would escape again, he immediately activated a magic weapon, broke through the heavy wind, and threw it straight at Wang Ba.

Facing this blow, Wang Ba unexpectedly looked extremely calm.

Immediately, a water spell was released, and the mana condensed immediately formed waves, facing the magic weapon.

"Tier-[-] ordinary spells? Hehe!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged first-year cultivator sneered.

Using his cultivation base to use magic tools, even ordinary monks who have completed the foundation establishment would not dare to underestimate him too much. How dare this guy who hides his head and shows his tail dare to be so arrogant!

Yes!

I will tell you to suffer a big loss!
Save yourself another run!

Thinking in my heart, the middle-aged round-faced monk quickly approached.

But soon, his complexion changed instantly.

In his incredible eyes.

This early-stage foundation-building cultivator, who deliberately hid his face, unleashed another second-order ordinary wood spell in an instant.

Seemingly the same ordinary.

But this wood-type spell was extremely ingeniously irrigated and nourished by the mana of the water system, and a little bit of greenery quickly grew in the waves of the water, and then it took root and sprouted in the blink of an eye, growing into a tree that was extremely flexible. The thick and thick vines slapped and flew the whizzing round bead magic weapon away!
With one blow intercepted, the person quickly fled to the outer perimeter of the forbidden air.

"What a pure mana! What a thick mana!"

The moment the magic weapon collided with the spell, the middle-aged round-faced monk realized it.

He immediately realized that this seemingly ordinary early-stage foundation-building cultivator on the opposite side was probably far more powerful than he had imagined.

This person hides his cultivation!
He can never be in the early stage of foundation establishment, at least he is the same as himself in the late stage of foundation establishment!

"It only took two second-level ordinary spells to block my Wind Breaking Orb...the use of five element spells is so subtle."

"Who is it? Among the three sects, I don't remember this person."

"The breath is also very strange, could it be a casual cultivator from outside?"

Various thoughts flashed through the mind of the middle-aged round-faced monk.

At the same time, the whole person raised their vigilance immediately.

"This person's cultivation level is no less than mine, but fortunately, Gu Master brought me a set of treasures when he came back from Wei Kingdom. It only takes three moves to take him down!"

The eyes of the middle-aged round-faced monk were full of confidence and excitement.

There was also a smile of joy on his face that he was about to defeat a strong opponent.

Immediately, he didn't hold back any more, and eight round beads that were exactly the same as the previous Breaking Wind Beads sprang out of his sleeves, and quickly spun and converged, forming a formation indistinctly.

You Ruo held up a heavy space, roared, and smashed it towards Wang Ba.

And Wang Yan, who was running away, sighed immediately after feeling the breath of the magic weapon behind him.

The next moment, he turned around without hesitation, and immediately released nine second-order spells...

Count the mana accumulated by the two second-tier spells laid down in between.

Two rounds of five-element combination spells quickly formed, starting with water spells and ending with water spells.

The middle-aged round-faced cultivator was urging the nine round beads, but he never expected that Wang Ba would dare to turn around and fight back.

But he was not surprised but delighted.

"I'm not small! But you underestimate my Nine Beads...what the hell!!!"

It's just that in an instant, in the opponent's hands, after stacking several ordinary spells, it seemed as if there had been a qualitative change, and it quickly turned into a lifelike blue water dragon, rushing towards him head-on!
In a panic, the middle-aged round-faced cultivator immediately thrust the nine round-orb magical artifacts head-on without thinking.

However, at the first moment of collision, the middle-aged round-faced cultivator only felt that the consumption of mana had reached a frightening level in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, his mana quickly bottomed out!
Soon, the nine orbs were quickly dispersed by the water dragon after losing their mana support.

Seeing that the mana was exhausted, the water dragon was fierce.

In desperation, the middle-aged round-faced monk couldn't help closing his eyes.

However, the expected pain did not appear.

He opened his eyes blankly.

But he saw the water dragon whizzing past him, and immediately turned into a cloud of water mist in midair, covering the surrounding sky.

Before he knew it, a bright red flashed quietly in his eyes.

　Blame me, blame me, I often sit down and feel a little uncomfortable recently, so I want to use voice coding, but after coding for a long time, I saw what the hell, so I started to code again at ten o'clock in the evening... I will make up for it tomorrow, at least three more!no sooner said than done!
　　
　
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