Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Taiyi Taoist temple.

The highest point of the dojo.

The surging Xuanhuang Dao Realm spread out little by little, covering the entire Daoist temple.

Rich, complex, and all-encompassing.

In the process of stretching out, it quickly changed and grew. Countless mysteries quickly appeared in this Dao domain, and then quickly disappeared, like an unfathomable sea...

Liang Wuji looked up at the figure in a green robe standing on the high platform with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, and a sigh of helplessness arose in his heart.

In order to revive the Changsheng Sect over the years, he has never slacked off. He even surpassed Ji Ying and became the first cultivator in the Taoist temple to enter the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm.

But when he saw this Taoist domain, he clearly felt the huge gap and powerlessness between them.

"They are both in the middle stage of Void Refining, but the gap is..."

"A cultivator of the Myriad Dharma Vein...is his potential really so exaggerated?"

I sighed in my heart.

And just as he was sighing, the huge Dao domain covering the entire Dao field finally expanded freely.

It is like a tree crown with dark yellow leaves, fluffy like a cloud, yet so heavy that one would almost think it is a mountain pressing down on it.

Heart-stopping!

This feeling was hard to avoid for him even though he was in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm.

His heart moved and he turned to look.

In the past few years, the seven or eight people who have also entered the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, that is, the third-order Dao Realm, Ji Ying, Xumi, Jiang Yi, Chi Jian...

Compared to him, it's not much better.

The twenty or so cultivators in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm who were around were in an even worse condition.

"pity……"

His eyes swept over these newly promoted Void-Refining cultivators.

There are so many people who have reached the level of Lianxu, but there is no one from the Changsheng Sect except him.

The reincarnation of An Changshou, who was placed with high hopes, is still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul after more than a hundred years.

Cultivators are no different from others. The first four realms are a long and arduous process. No matter how talented one is, unless one is born with supernatural powers, one still has to grind it out bit by bit, and at most, the process can be accelerated with the help of resources.

Only after the fourth realm, if there is a treasure for enlightenment, perhaps the time can be greatly shortened, just like the star map of the sea of ​​​​worlds.

In addition to the abbot Xiong Zhaojing, there is also a person in the early stage of Lianxu in Youxian Temple.

Those who remained were all members of the Wanxiang Sect.

Such an absolute gap naturally extinguished the idea of ​​winning in Liang Wuji's heart.

Firstly, the gap is too big. Secondly, with the advancement of the Baiyi Academy and the distribution according to work system in recent years, the treatment and practice resources of the Changsheng Sect monks are almost the same as those of the Wanxiang Sect.

Apart from him, the sect leader, and some older generation cultivators in the sect, who perhaps still remember the glory of the Changsheng Sect, the younger disciples are even closer to the Wanxiang Sect.

He knew clearly that this was not because the Wanxiang Sect coveted the inheritance of the Changsheng Sect, but was the inevitable result of the trend set off by the deputy sect leader Wang after he implemented several systems.

However, faced with such a trend and the special situation that the Ogura world is currently facing, Liang Wuji could only sigh helplessly.

Then he looked around.

In just a blink of an eye, the mountain shrank rapidly again, and then suddenly shrank into a ball, disappearing into the green robe figure.

The dojo returned to its normal state.

Liang Wuji quickly put away all the emotions in his heart and stepped forward with the others to congratulate.

Amidst the excitement, Wang Ba, who was the center of attention, suddenly looked down.

Clapping and smiling:
"Today is a double blessing."

Everyone is puzzled.

Just as he finished speaking, a huge lightning bolt as thick as a water python flew out from outside the dojo, illuminating the entire dojo in silver-white.

Among the cultivators, Xumi, who was dressed in black robes and had a stern face, suddenly felt something and looked towards Chunyang Palace.

But then there was a sound of sword ringing that echoed throughout the entire dojo.

Afterwards, apart from Xumi, the sounds of countless swords could be heard in the dojo!

"It's the sect master!"

"It's your clan's leader, Zhao, who has come out of retreat!"

Ji Ying and Liang Wuji reacted almost one after the other, and were both surprised and happy.

And at this moment, an extremely simple sword light flew out and slashed directly at the water python-like thunder outside the dojo!
call out!
The thunder suddenly fell into pieces!

The simple sword light just goes straight forward and backward, but it is as deep as still water and can defeat anyone it touches!
"it is good!"

The crowd was filled with admiration.

Xumi is the top swordsman here, and there is a gleam in his eyes.

Zhao Feng is his only successor. Although he is still inferior to him in swordsmanship, he has already taken a completely different path from him.

This is the greatest joy of being a teacher.

With the reduction of the dojo, and the fact that the power of thunder itself was not deliberately increased, this time of the refining thunder tribulation was quickly and successfully overcome.

This is also the most important value of the Taoist temple, which greatly improves the success rate of overcoming tribulations.

Swah——

A figure with a broad body and a gentle face quietly appeared in front of everyone.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Thank you all for your hard work. Zhao is back."

……

"So, during the days that I was in seclusion, there are now more than thirty more Void Refining cultivators in the dojo?"

Inside Chunyang Palace, two people sat opposite each other.

Listening to Wang Ba describing the changes in the Taoist temple, Zhao Feng could not hide his astonishment.

"It's probably due to various circumstances. There are also some urgent matters. Since my senior brother is not here, I have no choice but to take over."

Wang Ba recounted briefly what had happened since Zhao Feng went into seclusion.

When Zhao Feng heard this, he immediately shook his head and said:

"That's not true, Junior Brother. There's no need to talk about this between you and me."

"But it's only been over 200 years, but it feels like 2,000 years have passed."

Although he had already accepted this fact, he still couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

In the former Xiaocang Realm, there were not even nine people in Jiuzhou who could reach the level of Lianxu.

This is the result of thousands of years of accumulation.

Now the Wanxiang Sect alone has gathered far more than nine Void-Refining cultivators. Such a speed is indeed a little hard for people to adapt to for a while.

Wang Ba was very calm:

"The Xiaocang Realm swallowed up the Realm Eaters, Guantao Realm, and a lot of Chaos Essence from outside the Realm, and extracted almost all the spiritual energy in the Realm to supply the Dao Field alone. In addition, with the enlightenment treasures, it is not surprising that it has such a speed. According to what Senior Jiang said, the cultivation speed of the cultivators in the large sects with Dao Fields in the Yuntian Realm is also not slow..."

Zhao Feng nodded upon hearing this, but he immediately became a little confused:

"So, it should be easy for cultivators to transcend tribulation and become Mahayana cultivators. But why, according to what Senior Jiang said, there aren't that many cultivators who transcend tribulation in Yuntian Realm?"

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Wang Ba was stunned, and then he became a little confused.

Indeed, according to their experience, ever since the Ogura Realm began wandering in the Realm Sea, everyone's cultivation speed has been like riding the wind and waves, making rapid progress every day. The speed is so fast that, to be honest, sometimes they get a little scared when they think about it.

The conditions in Xiaocang Realm are extremely limited. Even if it is like this in Xiaocang Realm, the conditions in Yuntian Realm are much stronger than those in Xiaocang Realm. Powerful cultivators should be numerous. In theory, cultivators who have transcended the tribulation should not be as rare as Jiang Yi said.

Wang Ba pondered for a while and guessed:

"Either Senior Jiang is weak in Yuntian Realm and doesn't know the real strength of Yuntian Realm, or there are difficulties on the road to transcending the tribulation that we don't know about... But these things are hard to say, and we don't have time to care about them right now. It just so happens that Senior Brother has come out of retreat, and I am now thinking about taking Xiaocangjie away from here."

Zhao Feng had just learned from Wang Ba about the current situation that Xiaocangjie was facing.

Frowning slightly, he then asked:

"The wind outside is so strong, what are you going to do?"

Wang Ba hesitated for a moment, then looked through Chunyang Palace in a certain direction and said in a deep voice:

"Now we can only go look for Yu Wuhen again." "Yu Wuhen?"

Zhao Feng frowned slightly, then said, "Shall I go and take a look with my junior brother?"

Wang Ba shook his head:
"This senior sister doesn't like men."

Zhao Feng glanced at Wang Ba and remained silent.

Wang Ba saw this and immediately reacted. He gave a helpless smile:
"Brother, don't think too much. I'll go take a look!"

Zhao Feng nodded and had no time to say more. He had just come out of retreat, and although the important matters in the sect were taken care of by elders such as Ji Ying, as the sect leader, he also had to conduct a thorough inspection before he could feel at ease.

Wang Ba held the wind-driving staff in his hand and flew out of the dojo and the boundary membrane.

Just as he was about to go to Yu Wuhen's place, he noticed a golden Buddha light flickering faintly in the depths of the white fog outside the protective shield.

Compared to the last time, there seems to be a lot of changes.

My heart moved slightly.

His figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already between the protective shield and the white mist.

Reappearing here, he hesitated for a moment, then slowly reduced the effect of the Wind-Repelling Staff.

call--

The violent wind blew the white mist and hit him instantly!
The protective light shattered almost instantly without any pause.

In just a moment, the Xuanhuang Dao Realm was directly activated.

Above the Xuanhuang Dao Realm, the ripples formed by the wind were shaking, but compared to the previous time when it had no resistance after entering the Lianxu realm, this time, although it was constantly shaking and almost breaking, it still persisted tenaciously.

Not even the Dragon Elephant Taoist soldiers were used.

"Self-improvement is indeed the most fundamental thing."

This thought suddenly occurred to Wang Ba.

With such confidence, he controlled the Wind-Resisting Staff again this time to protect himself, and then carefully walked into the depths of the white fog.

As the distance increased, the wind around us became noticeably stronger.

However, with the Wind-Repelling Staff, his own Dao Realm had also been enhanced. With the combination of the two, although he still could not completely control his surroundings, he was able to barely avoid the wind that was enough to cause him harm.

The white mist was like sand, hitting the surroundings and making dense sounds.

However, the Buddha's light in the white mist became more and more obvious.

After passing through a thick fog, he finally saw a short gray figure sitting cross-legged in the white fog.

Without any protection, it was allowed to be hit by countless winds.

The skin and flesh were torn apart, and the bones were visible.

The surrounding white mist came into contact with the wound and quickly merged into it, healing it quickly...

Golden light emanates from its body, and its appearance is majestic and solemn.

Wang Ba couldn't help but look surprised!

The wind in the depths of the white fog would be so weak without the Wind-Repelling Staff to comb the surrounding wind flows and reduce their power. Even with the help of a fifth-rank dragon-elephant Taoist soldier, he would not dare to rush in here alone.

But no one expected that the physical body of the Ape King Wu had been honed to such a state.

"This white mist... can actually be integrated into the flesh."

Wang Ba did not alarm the Ape King Wu, even though he knew that the Ape King Wu must have noticed his arrival, but it was obvious that he was also in the process of cultivation.

He simply raised his hand and grabbed a handful of the white mist in front of him.

The wind-driving staff barely managed to keep the wind in his palm calm, and also allowed him to observe the white mist more carefully.

No different from what I have seen before, the white mist is actually grains of fine sand blown into round shapes by the wind.

The sand is so tiny that if you pinch it with your fingers, it will just slip away between your fingers.

Therefore, Wang Ba directly used the Dao Realm to crush the enemy at a subtle level.

However, what surprised him was that these seemingly ordinary white sands did not change at all under the crushing of Daoyu!

"This thing... should also be a treasure!"

Wang Ba immediately confirmed this idea in his mind.

Although no one knows what this white sand is or where it comes from, nothing that can exist in this wind is simple.

He grabbed some, but felt that it seemed to have no effect on the wind outside.

After pondering for a moment, he glanced at King Wu of the Ape, then turned around and exited the white mist, flying straight to where Yu Wuhen was.

The wind howled all around.

Amid the pile of black stone pestles, the figure in red clothes, white hair and white skin never moved.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

He sensed Wang Ba's arrival, but did not open his eyes. He just spoke in a slightly cold voice:
"It's so rare, why did you think of coming to me today?"

Wang Ba's expression was calm, and he didn't care about the emotions expressed by Yu Wuhen.

Just sincerely said:
"Junior brother has encountered some problems, and I came here hoping that you, Senior Sister, can give me some advice."

"Oh, why should I tell you?"

Yu Wuhen still closed his eyes, but sneered.

Wang Ba didn't care, his expression was calm:
"This matter will naturally benefit Senior Sister... I won't hide it from Senior Sister, we are already preparing to leave from here."

"leave?"

There was finally a hint of surprise in Yu Wuhen's voice.

His eyes quickly opened and he looked at Wang Ba, a hint of solemnity and doubt flashed across his eyes:

"Are you sure?"

Wang Ba was more certain when he saw this, but he still shook his head and said:
"No, this is exactly why I came here this time. I want to ask you, Senior Sister, when will the wind around us stop or slow down? Senior Sister is here, even if there is no pattern, I think she should have figured out some tricks..."

Yu Wuhen heard this and immediately shook his head, somewhat disappointed:

"I thought you had a plan..."

But she seemed to sense the seriousness of Wang Ba's visit this time. She hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"It's not entirely true to say there's no pattern... This wind is very strange. It either blows for a long time or stops suddenly. I've never seen it slow down. Maybe there is, but I haven't seen it in the thousands of years I've been here. If you really want to leave, maybe you can leave alone, taking your own world with you, heh..."

She didn't say anything specific, but Wang Ba already understood what she meant.

"Is there no other way?"

Wang Ba frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and did not hide anything:
"The Xiaocang Realm will not last long. It will be destroyed in a few decades at most."

"Only a few decades left?"

Yu Wuhen’s expression couldn’t help but become solemn.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said:

"I have observed the stars outside before. Based on these stars, I have found a way. However, I am alone and cannot make the journey. Therefore, I am not sure whether it can be done. In addition, the wind is really strong. The deeper you go, the stronger it is. You can't hold on for long unless the wind stops or eases. However, it seems that it is unlikely to succeed in a short period of time..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba could not hide his disappointment.

However, he still asked Yu Wuhen for this route.

This time, Yu Wuhen did not make any sarcastic remarks, but handed over the route readily.

However, Wang Ba took a look and found that this so-called route was also determined by the position of the stars. Now there was rolling white fog outside and the wind and waves were terrible, making it impossible to observe at all.

Yu Wuhen saw that Wang Ba remained silent, and he also knew that this incident might be a huge blow to Wang Ba.

It is rare to say:
"If it really doesn't work, then just stay here. Who knows, we can cultivate to the point of fusion, and then we can work together to break out."

The sound of the wind around him slowed down. Upon hearing this, Wang Ba could only force a smile and then said goodbye to Yu Wuhen.

Just as he was turning around, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

Suddenly he looked up and looked at the white fog in the distance.

The white fog was surging, and the sound of the rolling wind was actually much lower.

Wang Ba couldn't help but look at Yu Wuhen in astonishment:
"The wind has slowed down?!" (End of this chapter)