Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 229 Search
"Dispel rumors?"

In the teahouse, the monks who were drinking tea and exchanging news, big and small, stopped their movements immediately.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged casual cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining, but it seemed that he was more generous than the average tenth level of Qi refining, and he was wearing a first-level top-grade defensive magic weapon.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he was right, and said happily:

"The Palace Master of Zhenling Palace said that Zhang Zhenjun was indeed injured before, but now he has recovered and is currently retreating and cultivating."

"At most three to five years, Zhang Zhenjun will leave the customs, and everyone should stop spreading rumors."

Hearing this, the teahouse suddenly burst into laughter one after another.

"You also believe this?"

"If Zhang Daobai is really okay, he didn't come out during the funeral of Zhenling Palace before? Those who died were three Jindan real people!"

"You can't even come out and show your face, how dare you say it's okay?"

"That's right, people from the other three sects were all there at the time, and he didn't come out. I'm afraid he was afraid of being seen out..."

Of course, not all of them sneered, and some people couldn't help but stand up and say:
"You can't say that. Since the master of the Zhenling Palace said that he will leave the customs in three to five years, the majestic master of the palace will not lie, otherwise he will be slapped in the face by everyone."

"If you ask me, I'm afraid Zhang Daobai's injury has not healed, so I deliberately left a buffer time."

The monks had different opinions, and Wang Ba was also thoughtful.

Both arguments are reasonable, and it is difficult for him to judge for a while.

At this time, a female cultivator who didn't know the ins and outs couldn't help being curious:

"This Daobai is True Monarch Yuanying. There should be no one in Yan Kingdom who can match him. Why did he suffer such a serious injury all of a sudden?"

"Hehe, fellow daoist probably came from outside the country of Yan, right?"

A monk smiled and said: "Speaking of this, I have to mention the Linglong Ghost City. Decades ago, the Linglong Ghost City here was first established, and it has gained a lot of fame among our casual cultivators. I don't know where the Zhenling Palace was offended, Zhang Zhenjun shot it himself and broke into the ghost city. We don't know what happened in the middle, but Zhang Daobai retreated in a hurry. From then on, he hid in Zhenling In the palace, he was almost inseparable, and since then, there have been rumors that he was seriously injured at the hands of Linglong Ghost City."

However, his words immediately provoked a chuckle from a foundation-building cultivator in blue who hadn't spoken much before.

"Hehe, your news is old Huangli. A good friend of mine lived in the town of Linggong and had a lot of contact with disciples of the sect. He told me personally that Zhang Daobai has been out frequently for the past 30 or [-] years. It started about nine years ago and suddenly stopped showing up. It is said that members of the Great Chu royal family personally recruited Zhang Daobai to the front line, but they failed in the end.

"However, it is not clear why it was injured."

Upon hearing such a secret, the monks in the teahouse immediately pricked up their ears.

But Wang Ba heard the words, but only felt that this Daobai might not be really injured.

Maybe he was practicing some mysterious technique, or got some great opportunity, it's all possible.

"In this way, if Zhang Daobai is not injured, the actions of the three sects today may be in vain..."

"However, since the three sects have been established so far, it is presumed that none of these high-level people is stupid. If they are not sure, they probably will not really make a move."

But it is no exaggeration to say that the current situation in Yan State is also tied to the safety of Zhang Daobai alone.

With Zhang Daobai's death, the three major sects of the Yan Kingdom will inevitably set off a major reshuffle to redistribute the resources of the Yan Kingdom.

On the contrary, the current stable situation will continue.

No matter how unwilling the three major sects are, they can only hold back.

Sincerely speaking, Wang Ba really hoped that Zhang Daobai would be safe and sound.

At least he is alive, even if there is turmoil in Yan, the intensity will probably be kept within a small range.

"By the way, Senior Zhao, you said last time that you are using the essence of the chicken. Can you give me a place in the singing club? I heard that the essence of the chicken is good for breakthroughs. This junior also wants to buy some for use."

A black-faced Qi Refining cultivator, who Wang Ba had some impression of, squeezed carefully between the tables in the teahouse, and sat next to Wang Ba.

Seeing this person, Wang Ba suddenly looked a little weird, but when he heard what the other person said, he couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment:
"Quota for the singing club? This..."

Before he finished speaking, the blue-clothed foundation-building cultivator at the table next to him couldn't help laughing, and casually pointed to the black-faced cultivator:

"Don't make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Zhao. Don't say that Fellow Daoist Zhao cultivates hard every day and rarely goes out. It may not have something to do with it. Even if there is, I'm afraid most of them can't be the master."

"After all, the spirit chicken essence is only available in Shanli Changyi. There is no other semicolon. Those who are not rich in wealth will not be invited. This quota is only given by people who are sure about it. Do you think anyone can get it? .”

Hearing the words, the black-faced monk suddenly smiled embarrassingly.

"That's my abruptness... I'm just three melons and two dates. It seems that there is no hope."

"It's good to know, the spirit chicken essence is indeed a bit extravagant for you Qi-refining monks, and I am still not willing to buy it."

The blue-clothed monk sighed: "When refining Qi, I thought that it would be better when I reached the foundation, but I found that I was still very poor after I established the foundation. It is really difficult without skills. Alas, I don't know when it will be the end."

His eyes swept over Wang Yan, but he couldn't help showing a strange expression:

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Zhao has never participated in the market transactions, but not only can he get a place in the Shanli Singing Clothes Club, but he can also use the spirit chicken essence. In the past, he somewhat underestimated Fellow Daoist."

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Mu is too modest."

Regarding the sourness in this person's words, Wang Ba casually responded with a few words, then picked up the tea and sipped it lightly.

He didn't care too much about what these people thought, even if the other party was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But in his heart, he couldn't help wondering if there were any omissions in He Wenyong's plan in the near future.

Seeing this, the blue-clothed monk felt slighted, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

However, he was afraid of Wang Ba's unknown strength, but he didn't dare to show his emotions.

Few of the casual cultivators who survived to establish a foundation would be impulsive because of a moment of enthusiasm.

The monks chatted among themselves again.

The black-faced monk didn't get the desired result, so he returned to the previous table.

But right now.

The teahouse suddenly fell silent.

Faintly, the monks in the teahouse seemed to hear a faint, restless sound coming from outside.

Soon, this restless voice quickly amplified in the ears of the monks and became clearer.

"... run away!"

"The sect monks are here!"

"It's Sulizong!"

"There is an air-locking formation on it!"

Just in an instant.

The faces of everyone in the teahouse suddenly changed!
Soon, the silhouettes of casual cultivators fleeing in a hurry disappeared from the door of the teahouse.

Wang Ba also couldn't help but his complexion darkened, his consciousness swept out, and his complexion suddenly became even uglier.

"There are two late foundation establishment stages, and one of them is suspected to be close to completion."

"Sixteen early and middle stages of foundation establishment..."

He immediately flashed his figure and was the first to fly out of the teahouse.

The blue-clothed cultivator at the back only felt his eyes go dizzy, and he lost sight of Wang Ba in front of his eyes, and a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"So fast!"

"This Zhao is not easy!"

The blue-clothed cultivator's thoughts turned, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly followed him and flew out.

At this moment, Wang Ba has already released his spiritual consciousness as much as possible.

He saw dozens of monks of the Xuli Sect in the sky condescending, with indifferent and joking expressions on their faces.

Seeing the gathering place of casual cultivators, hundreds of casual cultivators fled in all directions as if a catastrophe was imminent.

However, the entire casual cultivator gathering place did not notice the breath of Bu Chan.

Wang Ba's heart suddenly relaxed, it would be a good thing if Bu Chan was not around, so that if something happened later, he could escape without any worries.

Bu Chan has a sound transmission talisman in his hand, so he doesn't have to worry about finding it.

He quickly flew towards his home.

But at this time.

There was a sudden hum in the sky!
Suddenly, Wang Ba became alert and stopped suddenly!
call out!
A sword light fell less than three inches in front of Wang Ba, blasting a huge deep ditch.

If he hadn't stopped just now, he might have been stabbed by this sword light!

"Everyone, stay where you are and don't move!"

"Don't worry! We are not here to embarrass you, but to prevent demon cultivators from outside Yan Kingdom from lurking here."

"This is also for the sake of your safety."

"Of course, the ugly words are up front. If someone dares to disobey, don't blame us for being ruthless."

In the sky, one of the two late stage Foundation Establishment said with a leisurely smile.

The sound spread throughout the gathering place of casual cultivators.

At the same time, relying on his ability to fly, a Zun Xuli sect monk had already landed in the surrounding area first, blocking the way for the casual monks to escape.

The entire casual cultivator gathering place suddenly became quiet, as if it had been frozen.

Wang Ba glanced over with his spiritual sense and saw the casual cultivators standing stiffly in place, not daring to move at all, just like the gathering place of casual cultivators controlled by Huifenggu before.

"The casual cultivators of Yan Kingdom seem to be scared of being beaten..."

Wang Ba secretly sighed in his heart.

In the past, Chen Guo's scattered cultivators, even though they had been devastated by Xianghuo Dao and Tianmen Sect, still gathered in Qianyu Lake and dared to confront Xianghuo Dao across the bank.

In comparison, the casual cultivators of Yan Kingdom rarely have the consciousness of resistance, allowing the sect cultivators to bully them.

But at this moment, if no one escapes, if he is the only one who escapes, he will immediately attract the siege of all Xuli sect monks.

If the spirit beasts are all on his body right now, he may not dare to fight with these monks.

It's just that he didn't bring it with him to facilitate the practice of Wu Yuanwang and Jia Shiwu, and there were only some spirit beasts in the spirit beast bag.

But he still has some confidence in his heart. If he really can't, he rushes into the house, barely resists for a while with the incomplete third-tier defensive formation, and directly activates the teleportation talisman, and he can escape from this place immediately, but he is unwilling to do so unless he has to. .

After all, Buchan is probably not far away. If he does this, he and Buchan will easily miss it.

Right now, he can only play by ear.

And at the same time.

The Xuli sect monks have fallen from mid-air.

His expression was relaxed, and there were only a few defensive talisman lights on his body symbolically, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Don't move. After we search, if there is no problem, naturally we won't do anything to you. Don't be impulsive, and you will lose your life!"

A Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Xuli Sect said.

Soon there were some cultivators from Xulizong who began to question each of the casual cultivators.

Wang Ba had a keen ear, and soon heard many questions from Xulizong. Most of them asked him where he lived, whether he was related to Huifenggu, Danlongmen, Zhenling Palace, and whether he was related to some monks of various arts, etc. wait.

"It seems that the people who have to leave the sect have also started to act."

Wang Ba was thoughtful.

Before returning to Wind Valley, they began to investigate casual cultivators and secretly search for cultivators of all arts. Xu Lizong is in Yan Kingdom, and its power and strength are only second to Zhenling Palace, so naturally it will not lag behind too much.

But soon, he noticed that there were another group of monks from the Xuli sect who broke into the houses of the casual monks.

Most of the casual cultivators' houses are equipped with defensive means.

However, almost all of them were easily cracked under the forced demolition by the monks who established the foundation of Xulizong.

After the sound of pinging, bang, bang, these Xuli sect monks came out of the house either contentedly or cursing.

Although the monks said that most of their assets were stored in storage bags, most of the things that aided their cultivation were placed within easy reach of their residences.

Apparently these monks didn't have the habit of leaving empty space, and all these things were searched and taken away.

There were also some monks who hadn't had time to escape in their own houses were pushed out, waiting for interrogation.

Wang Ba's heart suddenly sank.

There are still a large number of spirit beasts in his home.

Once the formation is broken by these people, I am afraid...

Wang Ba couldn't imagine the scene where all the spirit beasts he had cultivated so hard fell into the hands of these monks.

Not only will he lose these spirit beasts, but he, who has so many spirit beasts, will probably be targeted immediately, and then he will be even more passive.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba finally felt a chill in his heart.

His eyes swept over vaguely.

But he didn't move at all, just watched several Xuli sect monks quietly, searched every house, and finally gradually approached his house.

"This room is so big, it seems to belong to a foundation cultivator..."

Several Xuli sect monks stood in front of Wang Ba's house, their eyes lit up.

Compared with Qi Refining Realm cultivators who can't produce three melons and two jujubes, Foundation Establishment cultivators undoubtedly have a lot of oil and water.

Even if limited by the requirements of the above, they can't directly snatch the things of the casual cultivators, but if they search the residences of the casual cultivators at this time to get some oil and water, most of the above will just turn a blind eye.

After all, how can the habits of so many years be changed so quickly.

And after holding it back for almost ten years, who can be reconciled if they don't search for it?

At present, several people manipulated the magic weapon specially used to break the formation, ready to try to break it.

Not far away, Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly.

Under his concealment, mana quietly began to condense.

The outside of the third-order formation was changed by his spells, and it looked no different from the general second-order formation.

But once these people start breaking the formation, they will immediately notice something is wrong.

And this time is also the only chance for him to make a move.

However, just as the disciples of Xuli Sect activated the magic weapon and were about to break through the formation, the formation outside Wang Ba's house suddenly trembled slightly, and then quickly retracted.

A figure pushed the door out and unexpectedly appeared in front of several people.

Wang Ba was startled for a moment.

"Buchan?"

"Has she gone home?"

Buchan has the same authority as him, and Wang Ba's consent is not required to open the formation on her side, and because the formation is incomplete, Wang Ba cannot detect it.

Before coming here, when Wang Ba went out to drink tea in the teahouse, Buchan had already returned home.

At this moment, most of them sensed movement outside, so they deliberately opened the formation and came out to have a look.

Wang Ba's heart tightened suddenly.

It's fine to open the formation, but wouldn't this expose a large number of spirit beasts in the formation?
However, when his consciousness swept over, he was surprised to see that all the spirit beasts within the range of the formation, the few chicken coops, and the second-order movable spirit field planted with the thousand god trees all disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, even Boli didn't appear on Buchan's shoulder.

On the huge grassland, there is only an ordinary spiritual field planted with several first-order spiritual plants.

Facing the interrogating eyes of the Xulizong monks, Buchan stood in front of the door with a calm and composed face, without any panic on his face:
"What's the matter, everyone?"

(End of this chapter)