Longevity, starting from raising chickens

“Wang Xu…”

I was reading the name in a daze.

He felt a trance in his heart, and vaguely, it seemed that endless images rushed into his mind, but they seemed to be obscured by a layer of light mist, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

Between the ups and downs of my heart.

He couldn't help but look again at the green-robed figure sitting cross-legged next to the Golden Crow.

Then I was startled.

Suddenly, nine golden streams of light flew in from the chaos, mixed with crimson, and fell into the hands of the figure in the green robe.

It transformed into nine rapidly rotating small three-legged golden crow phantoms.

One can also see crimson arrows sticking out of the bodies of these golden crow phantoms.

"Divine Arrow?!"

Yi looked shocked.

The green-robed figure seemed to sense his thoughts and smiled slightly.

"come on!"

This sound seems to possess infinite mystery.

Let Yi fly over involuntarily.

Not until he got closer did Yi finally see the green-robed figure clearly.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

He was wearing an extremely plain green robe and had an ordinary face. He looked nothing special, except that he seemed even younger than him.

But Yi definitely did not dare to underestimate him. He subconsciously looked at the nine golden crow shadows and crimson arrows in the hands of the green-robed figure with hesitation.

The green-robed figure suddenly laughed:
"What, do you want it?"

Yi nodded hesitantly:
"This is the arrow of the Emperor's bow... It belongs to the Wizard Lord!"

The green-robed figure couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this:
"That's not necessarily the case."

Before he finished speaking, the imperial bow in Yi's hand suddenly shook!
Then it actually broke free from Yi's hand and flew out, circling around the green-robed figure, making a buzzing sound.

Yi couldn't help but look surprised:

"Why...?"

"Haha, this thing was originally made by me, but if you like it, I can give it to you."

The green-robed figure smiled calmly.

Without any movement, the big crimson bow flew back again.

Not only that, the nine arrows on the nine golden crow phantoms also flew back and fell into the quiver on Yi's back one after another.

Feeling that Di Gong's enthusiasm was different from before, Yi was suddenly surprised and delighted.

Subconsciously, he clenched the bow in his hand.

Then he looked at the figure in green robe and said hesitantly:
"You are... the Taoist Master Taiyi?"

"What do you mean by Wang Xu?"

The green-robed figure shook his head:
"Don't listen to Dongyang's boasting about who is the Taoist master and who is not... As for 'Wang Xu', he is your past life, but after reincarnation, his true spirit is ignorant, so he has never awakened. If you cultivate more, you may solve the mystery in your womb one day and realize your past and present lives... Of course, I can also enlighten you now, it depends on your choice."

"Oh, by the way, you probably don't know that Wang Xu is the name of the true founder of your Wu clan, the Wu Zu."

"Previous life!? Martial Ancestor?!"

The strange heart was shaken.

He was gifted since childhood. After coming into contact with the "Zhenwu Sutra", he felt as if it was tailor-made for him, and his practice improved by leaps and bounds.

Many hurdles that others found difficult to overcome were as easy for him as drinking water or tea.

Concentrate on hard practice and become addicted to it.

Sometimes he would go deep into the mountains to hunt ferocious beasts to verify what he had obtained.

Therefore, at the age of only thirty, he had easily reached the fifth level, which others would find difficult to achieve in their entire lives.

It's just that he was too obsessed and his cultivation speed was so fast that he didn't even attract the attention of others.

If the ten suns in the sky had not alarmed him, he would still be staying in his hometown, practicing hard.

But he never expected that he was actually the reincarnation of the legendary Martial Ancestor.

But despite this, he did not look happy.

Instead, he said in a deep voice:

"He is him, and I am me. Even if I am really the reincarnation of the Martial Ancestor, so what?"

The green-robed figure looked a little surprised when he heard this.

Then he sighed faintly:

"You are right. It's up to you. But he was not a monster in his previous life. He is no longer himself. He is you now... Is there anything else you want to ask? Or what do you want me to do?"

Yi hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the three-legged golden crow beside him that was not emitting any heat, and said in a deep voice:

"It brought this disaster to the witch tribe. I think you can punish it."

Upon hearing this, the green-robed figure couldn't help but smile:
"Although it has done wrong, it has also illuminated this world. Without it, nothing in the world would grow. This merit far outweighs the sins of killing it has committed. Do you still want to punish it?"

Yi did not hesitate at all and said firmly:

"Merit and demerit cannot be offset! Otherwise, countless people will take advantage of your merits and exploit those who come after you!"

"If it can make mistakes at will because of its merits, then this merit is only for itself!"

The smile on the green-robed figure's face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a slightly frowned brow:

"What if I have to kill an innocent person in order to live for ten thousand people?"

Yi couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation this time. He pondered again and again, but did not speak for a long time.

With his more than thirty years of practice experience and extremely simple ideas, he had no idea how to deal with this problem, and even it became extremely difficult to determine his position.

The green-robed figure did not embarrass him, his expression eased slightly, and he said calmly:

"Golden Crow, I will punish you anyway. This is not your request. Do you have any other request?"

Yi came to his senses and frowned slightly:

"Other requests..."

He thought about it, but couldn't think of anything he needed the other party to do.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered the old man and old woman who seemed to be dying before he followed Song Dongyang to meet the Taiyi Taoist Master.

My heart sank, and I spoke slowly:
"May I ask the Taoist master if there is an elixir of immortality?"

The figure in green robe seemed to have not expected Yi to ask this question and was stunned.

Then he showed curiosity and said:
"The elixir of immortality... is this what you are asking for?"

Yi didn't expect that the other party seemed to really have it, and nodded quickly:

"Yes, I want to ask for an elixir of immortality!"

The figure in green robe couldn't help but ask curiously:
"I see that you are still young. With your realm, it shouldn't be difficult for you to live to be 150 years old. If you can make another step forward and enter the sixth level, you may be able to live many more years. Are you starting to think about life and death so early?"

Yi shook his head:

"If I am afraid of death, I would like to follow you, the Taoist Master, so that I can achieve immortality. I ask for this elixir of immortality for the sake of the Witch Master."

"A request for the witch master?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the green-robed figure, and he subconsciously asked:
"Why?"

Yi said without hesitation:

"The witch master educates all living beings with benevolence. Since he unified the witch tribe, I have seen that everyone has enough food to eat, is not afraid of severe cold or heat, and few are injured by ferocious beasts. Benevolent people will be blessed."

After hearing this, the figure in green robe was stunned for a moment, and then a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

He nodded, then raised his hand.

A white porcelain bottle fell into Yi's hands.

"This is……"

Yi raised his hand and held the white porcelain bottle.

"This medicine cannot guarantee immortality, it can only extend life a little. If you cannot overcome the limit, no medicine can cure it... This is the inevitable fate of a wizard who has mastered too much power."

The green-robed figure said calmly.

In just a few decades, he was able to surpass the efforts of hundreds or thousands of years of monks and mastered unparalleled power. Such a speed would make even the most extraordinary monks jealous.

But the way of heaven is fair, there is gain and loss.

Lifespan is the biggest limitation for wizards.

Only by constantly surpassing and moving forward in the shortest possible time, there may be a turning point.

For example, a fifth-level cultivator could live up to 150 years, and a sixth-level cultivator might live even longer.

But such existence will definitely be only a very small minority.

Yi didn't hesitate at all, and put the porcelain bottle close to his body. Then he raised his hand and gave a slightly unfamiliar and non-standard greeting to the figure in green robe:

"Thank you! I'll be leaving now!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. But the green-robed figure suddenly said:

"Wait a minute."

Yi was slightly startled and turned his head to look.

But before he could react, the figure in green robe raised his hand and pointed his finger at his forehead!
His expression suddenly changed!
His whole body was filled with blood and energy, but he had no ability to move!
It was as if the whole person was being forcibly suppressed by an invisible force!
While he was feeling terrified, that ordinary finger had already casually landed on his forehead!
Yi's whole body trembled!
In his mind, a more complete and exquisite "Zhenwu Sutra" than what he knew was constantly stirring and impacting his mind!

He just felt that this new "Zhenwu Sutra" was so in tune with him and so touching that he wanted to immerse himself in it immediately and practice seriously.

At the same time, the figure in green robe casually withdrew his fingers.

Smiling and nodding:
"Go."

Yi looked at the other person's smile and was a little dazed.

Before I could react, I felt a flash before my eyes!
When he regained consciousness, the mysterious Taoist Master Taiyi and the gray space around him were gone. He was still standing on the top of the Sanyi Mountain.

If it weren't for the bright stars in the sky, the arrows in the quiver on his back were all there, and the porcelain bottle on his waist was still pressing against the flesh on his waist.

If it weren't for the extremely exquisite "Zhenwu Sutra" in his mind, he would almost think that what just happened was just a dream.

"Reincarnation...Master Taiyi..."

Yi touched the white porcelain bottle on his waist, hesitated for a moment, and then flew quickly towards the capital of the Wu Kingdom.

……

Deep in the membrane.

Sanjin curled up his head and shivered.

Wang Ba glanced at it and was too lazy to do anything about it.

Compared to the physical punishment, the mental torture might be more unbearable for San Jin.

His eyes paused in hesitation.

Song Dongyang's figure also quietly emerged, his eyes swept across the Golden Crow beside him, and then he carefully flew in front of Wang Ba, and said in confusion:
"Teacher, why don't you wake up the third junior brother?"

Wang Hao shook his head gently:

"Yi An sealed his memory and entered the world to practice. Your third junior brother's true spirit is now ignorant, but his method is better than Yi An's. Perhaps, the two of them can bring us some surprises."

"surprise?"

Song Dongyang was confused.

However, he didn't quite understand the teacher's arrangements.

He immediately bowed to Wang Ba:

"Then the disciple resigned."

Wang Ba nodded, then glanced at the Golden Crow beside him and ordered:

"Let it enter your divine path until it has redeemed its sins and completed its merits, then release it!"

Sanjin, who was standing by, trembled and let out a sound of grievance from his throat.

However, Wang Ba had no intention of pampering it at all.

Although he could not be completely impartial, at least he could distinguish between rewards and punishments.

Sanjin's duty as the patrol officer of Da Ri has benefited the common people and his merits and deeds are outstanding, but as that Yi said, one thing is one thing, merits and demerits cannot offset each other.

Neither Sanjin nor Song Dongyang dared to go against Wang Ba's will, so Sanjin could only curl up into a ball and fall into Song Dongyang's sleeves.

Song Dongyang then said goodbye to Wang Ba.

Watching Song Dongyang leave, Wang Ba couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Wang Xu reincarnated into the world and helped Yi An through him, but Yi An's path ultimately depends on himself... However, the path of the Zhenwu Sutra has greater potential than I imagined. If Ruoyi can reach the sixth level or even the seventh level faster, and if there are more such peerless talents among the witches in Northern Juluzhou..."

The time required for a wizard's practice is really too short.

Although their lifespan is limited, making it difficult for them to reach a higher level.

But if he could combine this force together, perhaps it would become the third backbone force in his hands, besides cultivators and spirit beasts.

The alternation of these three would be enough to protect him and Ogura Kai.

"It's a pity that the Zhenwu incarnation was not refined after all, and the blood of the Immortal God Tree has been exhausted. It is impossible to refine a Zhenwu incarnation again. Otherwise..."

A hint of regret flashed across Wang Ba's eyes.

The incarnation of Zhenwu transformed from the Immortal Tree in the secret realm was still in a state of neither dead nor alive. It had not yet spawned, but it had not completely failed either.

Decades ago, Wang Ba had cut off the blood and energy supply to the incarnation of Zhenwu.

However, perhaps because the surrounding spiritual energy was too rich, the Yuantai, although already shriveled, still retained a trace of vitality.

But he no longer had much hope.

The reason why it is still kept is that it is hoped that it will come in handy someday, so as not to waste the Immortal Tree in vain.

And because the incarnation of Zhenwu has not yet taken shape, Wang Ba cannot use the incarnation to practice the "Zhenwu Sutra", otherwise he might have thought of using the witch.

Now we can only wait and see what happens to Wang Yian and Wang Xu in the world.

Wang Ba took a look at the situation in Beijuluzhou and saw that Yi had indeed given the longevity medicine to Wang Yian, and Wang Yian also wanted to pass the position of witch master to Yi. He couldn't help but feel relieved.

"These two are natural brothers."

One of them is Wang Yian and the other is Wang Xushi, and they complement each other.

Now one of them changed his name to "Yao" and the other was reincarnated as "Yi", but they still sympathize with each other.

As a father and teacher, he felt indescribably gratified when he saw this scene.

I immediately felt relieved and immersed myself in practice again.

Time passes little by little.

About eighteen years later.

He finally completed his comprehension of the second innate cloud ban of the Immortal Treasure Basin and initially refined the Immortal Treasure Basin.

The speed at which the treasure basin converted sea pearls suddenly increased by 70%.

The significant increase in conversion speed also allowed the sixth-level sea pearl in Wang Ba's hand to be fully utilized.

The sea pearls are constantly circulating in the Baiyi Academy.

The effect of the sixth-level sea pearl is indeed amazing, and more importantly, the teachers in the Baiyi Academy have gathered almost all the skills in the Xiaocang world and part of the Guantao world.

At the same time, there are the "scrap metal" that Wang Ba and Wu Yuanwang obtained from the depths of the white fog as guidance and reference.

The effect of the sea pearl is derived based on the abilities mastered by the cultivator himself, which means that every deduction can advance Xiaocangjie's own skills to a higher level.

Although limited by the grade of the sea pearls, most of these skills are limited to the sixth level, but compared to more than a hundred years ago, the skills of the hundred-arts cultivators in the entire Xiaocang world have been significantly improved to an extremely high level.

In the meantime, some achievements were made.

For example, the Formation Department of Baiyi Academy and the Formation Department of the Geomantic Hall of Wanxiang Sect have jointly developed a sixth-level top-level formation that can combine the strength of four thousand Void Refining monks and exert power that is infinitely close to that of a late-stage Fusion monk. It's a pity that they can only watch in despair now, but they can still split it into small formations.

The Formation Department named it the 'Four Symbols Formation', which was transformed from the remaining formation of the 'Zhou Tian Yi Qi Formation'. Its source was the stone plate that looked like a sundial that Wang Ba had obtained in the white fog before.

The Equipment Refining Department, with the help of the crystal mountain obtained from the depths of the white fog, initially refined a set of combined magical instruments called "No Attack" that could draw power from the Ogura Realm.

These magical weapons are implanted in every corner of the Xiaocang Realm's membrane. Once encountering a terrifying and powerful enemy, they can instantly draw the power of the Xiaocang Realm and twist it into a ball.

They were not quite sure about its specific power, but this was a desperate measure. Despite many predictions, no one dared to actually try it.

Apart from these two things.

The Talisman Department, Spiritual Mineral Department, Spiritual Plant Department, Beast Taming Department... these departments have also seen a surge in results.

Almost every month, there are new inspirations, breakthroughs in skills and new achievements.

Such a grand occasion has never been seen in the entire history of the Kokura world.

This is not only the effect of Haizhu, but also the initial manifestation of the institutional reform of the Kokura world.

Wang Ba originally wanted to continue comprehending and refining the treasure bowl of immortal essence, so as to continue this prosperous era of cultivators of all arts.

However, the arrival of Cang Fuzi forced him to stop.

"The stored Chaos Essence has been used up. Although there is still some Realm Essence left, at your current speed, including the continuous output of this treasure basin, it will be completely used up in at most two hundred years. Once it is used up..."

Cang Fuzi said worriedly.

Wang Ba couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart when he heard this.

Although he had expected it, he still didn't expect it to come so soon.

It is said to be more than two hundred years, but the flight time in the storm-stricken area must also be taken into consideration. It is impossible to really stay on this piece of stone and wait until the world's origin is really insufficient before taking action.

"The key problem is that the wind outside has not stopped yet."

Wang Ba couldn't help but frown.

The wind is always blowing, so Xiao Cang Jie can hardly move, unless he has a deeper grasp of the Wind-Resisting Staff and can protect Xiao Cang Jie.

However, he has already refined the five innate cloud bans in the Wind-Repelling Staff, which means that this is the limit of this treasure. If he wants to improve it further, he can only rely on himself.

“The Wind-Repelling Staff, there should be other parts… but unfortunately I haven’t encountered them.”

"It's time to upgrade the realm."

Wang Ba's mind moved, and the Star Map of the Sea of ​​Boundary stored in Chunyang Palace flew silently and landed in front of him.

The scroll is stretched out, and the stars flow like rivers and seas... (End of this chapter)