Longevity, starting from raising chickens

"There are far fewer monks now than before."

Walking on the slightly deserted crossroads.

Wang Ba couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He doesn't particularly like crowded places, especially when they are so crowded.

"Haha, everyone is busy watching the fun, some even closed their shops."

Fujima Demon King said with a smile.

The five ghost kings, Yun Qi, Yu Wuhen, Yu Yu and others reunited.

At this moment, they couldn't help but talk about what they had seen and heard in front of Yuhufang just now.

Wang Ba's heart moved slightly, he looked at Yu Wuhen, and curiously transmitted his voice:
"Sister, are you confident that you can handle the cultivators in Yuhufang just now?"

Yu Wuhen frowned slightly.

This question made her recall the unbearable memory of being defeated by the Six-Fingered Demon in one move, and her face became a little gloomy.

But after pondering for a while, he replied:

"I now have multiple treasures guarding my soul, so I won't lose control. My control over the Dao Realm has also improved a lot. But that Li Zhongping... I am no match for him. Maybe I can hold out for a couple of moves. As for that Zu Wenqiu, I still have some hope of dealing with him... As for how it will turn out, we have to fight to know for sure."

Wang Hao nodded.

In addition to Yu Wuhen's weak foundation and insufficiently refined Dao domain, the most important thing is that he seriously lacks the experience inheritance of the fusion level. When it comes to fighting, he still uses the same set of skills as he did in the Yuanci Palace in the Xiaocang Realm. He has only added some personal understanding and has made slight progress, but his application of the Dao domain is still very crude.

It is unable to truly unleash the power that a seventh-level Dao realm should have.

From this point of view, their actual combat power is not much stronger than those monks from outside the world.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. The lack of foundation is not something that can be solved in a day or two.

On the contrary, the way of Zhenwu does not emphasize the mysteries of Taoism. It takes the path of using force to defeat cleverness and making the physical body invincible. Although it has requirements for some things in application, it does not rely on them like the cultivators.

Er Yi had spent the previous years studying combat techniques and frequently asked Chonghua for advice. The combat methods they had developed through their discussions were already sufficient for use.

He asked again:
"Where's Yu Yu?"

Yu Wuhen shook his head slightly:
"It's similar to me."

Wang Ba understood it in his heart.

He estimated the strength around him. Among the forces outside the world, it might be considered good, but in front of a force like the Yuhu World, it is still far from enough.

I'm afraid that Li Zhongping alone can easily wipe out the entire Xiaocang world.

Of course, the Xiaocang Realm still has the technique of "not attacking", and can fight with life, which is enough to deter the opponent, but the problem is that there is not only one Li Zhongping in the Yuhu Realm, there are five at the same level, and above him there is the Taoist Master Changying.

Not to mention the large number of second-generation disciples such as Zu Wenqiu.

Compared with this, the Kokura world is far behind.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency again.

This interrogation in Yuhufang made him vaguely realize that the arrival of Xiaocangjie and the "destruction" of Chitian Palace and Baigui Mountain may have affected the changes in the situation of the entire Sea of ​​Chaos, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

It was like a Heavenly Thunder Son that had been holding back its power to the extreme, and they were the ones who arrived late but finally, with that little bit of magic power that was enough to detonate the Heavenly Thunder Son.

They are not important, because this is the big drama of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Countless figures in the Three Realms, Eight Heavenly Palaces, and Dahai City, as well as other forces that gradually gained power that was not worthy of its name, and then had other ideas...

But to Ogura Kai himself, they are the most important.

"Let's go!"

Wang Ba then passed by the somewhat deserted "Da Huan Xi Lou" and glanced at it. He could vaguely see the fat and thin, beautiful and ugly Yan Huan in the Da Huan Xi Lou...

This kind of place is no longer just for physical enjoyment, but more like a place to refine the mind, tempering those monks who have quickly gained knowledge in the outside world and are very concerned about their appearance.

To sink is to die, to transcend is to live.

However, it has no appeal to Wang Ba. He no longer needs to go through these to sharpen his mind.

Beyond the Dahuanxi Building, there are wooden buildings of varying heights. Many shops are actually closed, obviously because they have gone out to join in the fun.

After all, this kind of thing is a rare event that only happens once in many years.

However, through the signs, he could roughly see the business of each store.

In the final analysis, this Human City is worthy of its name, and just as the Ghost King of Corpses said, it is a place where "people" are sold.

Selling people's services, selling people's time, selling people's bodies, souls, even their primordial spirits, or even their Dao realms...

People are commodities.

As I walked, I found that the street was not completely empty. A lame old man was leaning against the wall as if no one was around. He stared at the few passers-by with his eyes, and there was a hint of scrutiny and consideration in his eyes, as if he was selecting something.

This look made Yu Yu feel quite unhappy, and he glared at the other person coldly.

The other party didn't care, but instead focused on Wang Ba, with a faint dark yellow light appearing in his pupils!
Reflecting greed!

At this moment, the Corpse Cooking Ghost King suddenly flashed and blocked the other party's sight.

Then he whispered:
"Mountain Master, let's go faster."

Wang Ba's face was slightly gloomy. Although he didn't know the reason, the look in the lame old man's eyes made him feel quite uncomfortable. So he listened to the words of the Corpse Cooking Ghost King and walked over quickly.

When he realized that no one was looking at him anymore, he asked doubtfully:

"What happened to that person just now?"

The Ghost King of Corpses breathed a sigh of relief, then said solemnly:

"This man should be a spy for the treasure hunters."

Hearing this, the other four ghost kings and Yun Qi couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

"Treasure hunter? Robbery cultivator?"

Wang Ba noticed the changes in the expressions of several people and could not help but speak in a deep voice.

"Yes, but they robbed not only the treasures, but most importantly, the monks themselves."

The Shika-Pao Ghost King explained with a slightly grim look on his face.

"Cultivator?"

Wang Ba raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised:

"What can a robber monk do?"

The corpse-cooking ghost king shook his head and said:
"Then it will have many uses. If the skin is good, it can be sold to places like Da Huan Xi Lou. If the body is strong and the essence is abundant, it can be sold as spiritual food. The soul can also be refined by others, or used as the spirit of an implement, or made into a pill. If the Dao domain is condensed and worth cultivating, it can be made into a Dao seed and planted in the world fetus. After a few years, it may be able to grow into a good treasure..."

"The spy just now should be optimistic about your Dao domain, Mountain Master."

He had suffered losses in Dahai City and even sold himself to others, so he knew very well the consequences of being caught by these treasure hunters.

Wang Ba was fine, but Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu couldn't help but look grim when they heard this:

"These treasure hunters really deserve to be killed!"

The corpse-cooking ghost king sighed:

"Who says it's not? But the profits here are too huge, and it's a business with no capital. Although everyone is boycotting it, the treasure hunters' spies are just sitting on the street without anyone paying attention. You can see how many people are involved... But at least they only dare to rob halfway, and don't dare to really take the risk and directly kill the weak forces."

Wang Ba shook his head slightly.

Human greed is endless. Perhaps some weak forces have already been robbed, but most people are not aware of it.

From this perspective, this sea of ​​chaos was much dirtier and smellier than he had imagined.

Before, it seemed beautiful because I didn’t understand it deeply. But now when I open it up, I see that it is full of dirty lice.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously quickened his pace, as if he didn't want to be contaminated by the filth here.

However, the person they were looking for was in this human city, so they couldn't escape after all.

The deeper he went, the more cultivators looked at him, sneaky like rats in a gutter, yet their greedy gazes were as if they saw their prey, which made Wang Ba feel a rare fierce murderous aura.

Although it is the same wooden building as before, the atmosphere deep in the city is a bit darker.

Until they saw a shop selling monks.

Living monks, tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, old or young, all stood blankly in transparent crystal containers, displayed one by one like objects.

None of them made a sound, nor did they scream. Their clothes were intact and there were no visible injuries.

Because of the events at Yuhufang, there were very few customers at the moment, so when the owner of the shop saw Wang Ba and his friends walking by the door, he ran down and enthusiastically solicited them.

Although the boss was ugly, his face looked honest and his attitude was extremely warm. If you didn't know that he was selling monks, you would have thought he was an ordinary peddler selling groceries.

"Guests, you are all top-notch treasures! If you want to take them in as servants, laborers, or bodyguards, they are all great choices!"

Wang Ba glanced at him and asked casually in a slightly cold voice:
"Are there any fusion monks?"

The shop owner was slightly startled, and looked carefully at Wang Ba and the five ghost kings around him, then whispered:

"The price of a combined monk is different. Each person has a different price. I wonder what kind you would like?"

Wang Ba raised his eyebrows. He had not expected that there actually was a fusion cultivator here.

"Are there any in the late stage of fusion?"

"This……"

The shop owner couldn't help but smile awkwardly:

"You are joking, my dear guest. Each of them is a big shot in their own area. Who dares to catch one in the late stage of fusion? At most, they are in the middle stage of fusion. There won't be many such opportunities. Occasionally, there are one or two, but they are all booked."

Although these words were spoken very modestly, Wang Ba still couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Even cultivators in the middle stage of fusion can be captured and sold as commodities. It is obvious that there are cultivators in the late stage of fusion supporting these shops.

In the later stage of fusion, they are all core figures of various forces, which means that these forces actually acquiesced in this matter.

The corruption of the Sea of ​​Chaos can be seen from this.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba asked some more questions casually and was about to leave.

The boss saw that Wang Ba was not very interested, and sensed the deathly aura that inadvertently emanated from the five ghost kings, so he hurriedly said:
"Are the customers interested in the corpse? This is something that the nearby stores don't have!"

"corpse?"

Wang Ba was fine, but the five ghost kings were all a little tempted, especially the Corpse Cooking Ghost King.

Seeing that everyone was interested, Wang Ba was no longer in a hurry to leave. The boss then took them into the store, and sure enough, they saw more than a dozen well-preserved corpses, which looked as if they were asleep and as bright as before.

Wang Ba only took a glance and guessed that these people were probably the treasure hunters that the corpse ghost king had mentioned before. He felt a little uncomfortable and did not follow the five ghost kings in.

Yu Wuhen and others also stayed outside and did not follow.

I could only vaguely hear the slightly joyful voices of the five ghost kings:

"He is a body refiner, almost reaching the fusion stage..."

"This one is also good. I'll tell the mountain master about it later..."

The shop owner saw that Wang Ba was the one in charge, so he greeted the five ghost kings first, then came to Wang Ba with an honest and simple smile on his face:
"Guests don't come to Dahai City often, right?"

Wang Ba did not comment, but just asked calmly:
"I don't know if there is any interesting news in these years."

The shop owner smiled and said:

"I've been guarding this store every day since Dahai City is open. I don't know if there's any interesting news. If customers are interested, there are many gossipers here in Renshi City. It doesn't cost much to get a lot of news."

"He's a gossip-monger."

Wang Hao was thoughtful.

As they were talking, the voice of the Corpse Cooking Ghost King came from the Five Ghost Kings:
"Boss, do you have any ancient corpses here?"

"Ancient corpses? There aren't many of those things. Look at the cabinet on the left. It contains all the belongings of our store."

The shop owner seemed to be very familiar with the guests and did not treat them as outsiders. He smiled and said.

Then he turned around and sighed with Wang Ba:

"These ancient corpses were fished out from Dahai City. Basically, they were from cultivators who died in Dahai City when it was opened. They were nourished by some special things in Dahai City and gained some benefits. They are most suitable for corpse cultivators... Unfortunately, when Dahai City was opened last time, I heard that someone found an immortal corpse in it, so they couldn't..."

"Immortal Corpse?!"

Wang Ba's heart sank and he interrupted subconsciously.

"The guest is interested in the immortal corpse?"

The shop owner asked curiously.

Wang Ba's expression quickly regained its composure. After hearing what the other party said, he calmly shook his head and said:

"Who wouldn't be interested in the corpse of an immortal? I don't know what this corpse looks like. I have never heard of this news in this market."

"That's true."

Upon hearing this, the shop owner became interested in talking and said mysteriously:

"Of course, outsiders don't know much about this immortal corpse. These are all rumors within our industry. I heard that when this immortal corpse appeared in Dahai City, there was a huge commotion. As for its appearance... it is not much different from us, and it also looks similar to those cultivators in the Three Realms."

Wang Ba's heart moved, and he asked:

"Then this immortal's body shape is about the same as ours?"

The shop owner nodded and said:

"Almost, almost. A little higher than us, but about the same height as the cultivators of the Three Realms. This immortal was also an ordinary cultivator like us who ascended to heaven. His corpse is naturally about the same height."

Then, he said seriously:

"You don't know how excited we were when we heard about the immortal corpse. As soon as we heard the news, we blocked the entrance of Dahai City. Unfortunately, we didn't get anything that time. Instead, we accidentally provoked the Yuhu Realm and almost had a fight with their people. I don't know if the people from Wanbaofang can defeat the Yuhu Realm this time..."

Wang Ba, however, no longer had much interest in it.

The shop owner's cultivation level was not high, he was only at the initial stage of the Refining Void Realm. He had never seen the corpse of an immortal, so he was deceived by some rumors.

But he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

The bone seeds in the Immortal Land that are as big as the stars in the realm, the white sand in the white fog area that never stops, and the vast amount of immortal blood covering many stars...

No matter what, it is impossible for his body shape to be similar to that of ordinary people.

Perhaps you can control your body shape while you are alive, but this is obviously impossible after you die.

However, he did not expose the other party. Whether he was misled by rumors or simply boasting, there was no need for him to say anything more.

But he suddenly thought of something and asked:

"I heard that there is a man named 'Chen Xuan' in Ren City. Does the boss know him?"

"Chen Xuan?"

The shop owner was slightly stunned, then reacted:

"Are you talking about that madman 'Chen Banxian'?"

Wang Ba was startled and asked curiously:
"Why is he called a half-immortal?"

The shop owner shook his head and said:
"Because this thing can no longer be considered a human being. He talks nonsense all day long and sometimes goes crazy. He is despised and abandoned by everyone. They wish he could ascend to heaven as soon as possible, so they give him the title of 'half-immortal'... You want to find him?"

Wang Ba was originally looking forward to it, but after hearing the store owner's description, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. He nodded and said:
“Someone recommended it to me.”

The shop owner raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Is it Master Zheyang from the Treasure Hall, or Madam Gongsun from the Coral Tower?"

Wang Ba was slightly surprised, his mind raced, and he asked curiously:
"How does the boss know?"

"Haha, most people don't know this. Before Chen Banxian went crazy, he had a very good relationship with these two. Even after he went crazy, these two often helped him and would refer him to any problems... Although Chen Banxian is unreliable, he occasionally helps with some things by accident. So even though he is crazy, he lives a good life here."

The shop owner was very talkative, but he hoped that Wang Ba would buy more.

Wang Ba understood, and also learned the location of Chen Banxian from the shop owner.

The five ghost kings also selected the ancient corpses they needed, but they did not ask Wang Ba to pay for them. Instead, they took out several innate Taoist treasures themselves and exchanged them for some chips.

"Customer, come and have a look regularly, you never know when you'll find something suitable."

The shop owner walked me to the door and said with a smile.

Wang Ba smiled faintly and nodded.

After they left, Wang Ba and others followed the shop owner's instructions and finally found a sloppy middle-aged man who was drunk, lying on his back and snoring in a corner of the market.

What is different from most of the cultivators from outside the world is that this sloppy middle-aged man is actually similar to the cultivators from the Three Realms. Although he looks haggard, he is not ugly and his body shape is normal.

He lay on the ground casually, not caring about the filth all over his body.

Seeing this, even Wang Ba couldn't help but frown slightly, not to mention Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu.

Full of disgust.

Wang Ba glanced at the Tengmo Ghost King.

Although Fujima Ghost King was a little disgusted, he still used his magic power to clean the other party's body.

Another ball of water condensed and washed the other person's face clean.

The movement of the magic power instantly attracted several vigilant glances, but after seeing the actions of Fujima Ghost King, they withdrew their gazes.

The sloppy middle-aged man was cleaned up, but he still lay on the ground like a puddle of mud. He just opened his eyes dazedly, revealing a pair of eyeballs covered with white calluses. He looked up at Wang Ba and others, then closed his eyes again, turned over lazily, and muttered:
"Don't look for me if you have any problem, don't look for me..."

This posture made Wang Ba frown even deeper, and he gave Tengmo Ghost King a look.

Fujima Ghost King reached out and helped the other person sit against the wall, and said coldly:
"Wake up! Wake up!"

After calling him a few times, the middle-aged man was still drunk, unable to open his eyes, and just muttered:

"...Don't look for me, don't look for me, I can't protect myself..."

"wake up!"

Fujima Ghost King let out a low growl, feeling a little annoyed by this sloppy middle-aged man. He couldn't help but raise his hand, ready to give this man a painful blow.

Wang Ba's mind turned slightly, he gently stopped her, squatted down, and said calmly:

"If you are not crazy, why do you have to act like this? You might as well tell us what the problem is. We may be able to help you."

"……Well?"

The sloppy middle-aged man may have heard what Wang Ba said, and he opened his eyes sleepily. Then his pair of somewhat scary white eyes swept across everyone and finally fell on Yu Yu.

The drunkenness on his face slowly dissipated, replaced by a bit of surprise and astonishment, he whispered:
"You...are not from here?!"

Wang Ba's heart trembled!
If others heard these words, they would just think that they were not from the vicinity of Dahai City. But only Wang Ba knew in his heart that the 'here' the other party was talking about was actually the Sea of ​​Chaos!

He was originally a little skeptical about whether this person could repair the Immortal Treasure Basin, but at this moment he couldn't help but believe it a little.

Instead of answering, he looked at Fujima Demon King.

The Fujimo Ghost King was extremely meticulous in his actions and immediately reacted. He said to the Paoshi Ghost King:

"Find a quiet room."

This is not difficult to find, although the price is a bit expensive, but this is the concern of the five ghost kings. Wang Ba just helped the sloppy middle-aged man up and said softly:

"Please move forward, fellow Taoist."

There was still a hint of shock on the sloppy middle-aged man's face, but he did not refuse.

Soon, under the leadership of the King of Corpse-Cooking Ghosts, they found a quiet room.

The formation that isolates the inside and the outside was activated.

Wang Ba then looked at the slovenly middle-aged man and said in a deep voice:
"What you just said... I wonder how you got the idea from it?"

The sloppy middle-aged man forced a wry smile on his slightly haggard face, and did not answer. Instead, he slowly reached out his hand and touched his eyes. The next moment, the white cocoon was torn off... revealing one of the mysterious and strange golden double pupils!

A single double pupil? !
At this moment, no matter whether it was Wang Ba, Yu Wuhen, Yu Yu, the Five Ghost Kings and others, they were all stunned.

The sloppy middle-aged man stared at Yu Yu, the single pupil in his left eye flickering with a unique light, and whispered:
"Now, you don't have to hide anymore, right?"

Yu Yu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wang Ba, and then got Wang Ba's nod.

The next moment, her figure returned to its original slim appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two golden pupils that had been deliberately hidden by the blood also reappeared.

Looking at the pair of golden pupils in front of him that were exactly the same as his own, the sloppy middle-aged man's expression was filled with trance, joy... and countless complex emotions surged up at once.

"What on earth is going on? Why do you also have double pupils?"

Yu Yu couldn't help but wonder.

Wang Ba, Yu Wuhen...also looked surprised and suspicious.

The sloppy middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said:

"Because I also come from outside." (End of this chapter)