Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Half a month later.

The dragon and the tiger meet, the clouds disperse and the rain stops...

The sky cleared up on Wanfa Peak.

Oh Guo Guo...

"Whoo-"

Wang Ba leaned on a low chair in front of the old house, put the small teacup on the small bamboo table next to it, flicked away the spirit chicken that came towards him with a curious look, and looked towards the distance.

A slender and graceful figure with her hair tied up was busying herself happily between the chopping board and the table, humming an unknown tune.

I felt a sense of peace in my heart.

Smoke from cooking rises up from the air, and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard.

The Supreme Buddha, the Sea of ​​Realms, the Ogura Realm…all the worries in his heart became so far away at this moment, as if they had nothing to do with him at all.

Only what is in front of you seems so real and solid.

Occasionally, Bu Chan, who was behind the smoke from the cooking stove, noticed someone's prying eyes, and a long-lost flush of red appeared on his face, and he glared at him fiercely:
"What are you looking at?"

Wang Ba said as a matter of course:
"Watch you cook."

Bu Chan snorted coldly, tightened his clothes, and had a hint of danger in his eyes:

"So what do you do with your spiritual eyes?"

Wang Ba naturally put away the light in his eyes and remained calm:

"The smoke from the pot blocked you out, so you couldn't see clearly."

"Pooh!"

Bu Chan spat softly, as if she had thought of something, and glared at him with a mixture of joy, shame, and annoyance:
"So many tricks, I don't know where you learned them..."

As he spoke, he quickly stir-fried the food in the pot in front of him. I don’t know if it was because the pot was too hot or something else, but his face became more and more rosy, and even the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a curve...

"We are an old married couple. Let me see what's wrong."

Wang Ba muttered something, casually took out a small red pill from the storage treasure, put it quietly into his mouth, and swallowed it along with the spiritual tea.

While refining, I could vaguely discern the flavors of seventh-grade Cistanche deserticola, Epimedium, and Divine Dog Kidney...

After a while, the two sat in front of a simple table with five or six dishes on it.

"The eggs are burnt. It's all your fault that you distracted me!"

Bu Chan glanced at a dish on the table and glared at Wang, who had an innocent look on his face, with a little annoyance.

Wang quickly raised the empty teapot next to him and said:

"I didn't do anything."

"You still did..."

Before he finished speaking, Bu Chan reacted all of a sudden. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked more mature than when she was young. She blushed again and spat softly:
"Bah! You have no shame!"

"Why am I so shameless..."

Mr. Wang coughed lightly and said seriously:
"I've been delayed with some important matters recently. After dinner, I have something to show you."

Bu Chan glanced at him and bit her lip and said:
"We're eating, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I mean it this time."

Wang quickly explained.

However, Bu Chan was cheated once when they first met. After being busy for half a month, he just couldn't believe it this time.

After they finished their meal, Wang Ba took her into the secret realm of the pearl and took out two black millstone-sized lumps of mud.

"What is this?"

Bu Chan felt a little disappointed that his expectations were not met, but was also somewhat surprised by the powerful spirituality of the mud in front of him. His eyes couldn't help but light up slightly. Although he didn't know where it came from, he inexplicably had a feeling that he wanted to get it.

"This is the Nine-Colored Divine Soil. It was created by a great cultivator of the Spiritual Planting Dao of the Yuntian Realm. It gathered the first handful of spiritual soil from the birth of many great realms and refined it using secret methods. It contains mysterious rules and feeds on the source of chaos. It is extremely effective for the growth of spiritual plants. If a spiritual plant can be planted in it, one day can be equivalent to a hundred days of work."

Wang Ba simply repeated the information he had learned from the Yuntian Realm's treasure house verbatim.

"If your life spirit plant can be improved, it can also benefit you."

"Here are two pieces, one for each of you and Wang Liu."

"Nine-colored divine soil? Can it really be a hundred times more effective?"

Bu Chan showed a look of surprise on her face. She stretched out her jade finger slightly and probed into one of the mud blocks. After only a few breaths, she couldn't help but show a look of surprise!

"What an amazing idea!"

Without hesitation, he walked quickly to the nine-colored gourd vine in the secret realm and placed the roots of the gourd vine into the nine-colored divine soil.

The only green-skinned gourd on the gourd vine did not change much.

However, the effect of the Nine-Colored Divine Soil can only be manifested over a longer period of time, so neither of them looked surprised.

"Teacher, Mistress!"

Wang Liu, who looked like a green-haired boy, also emerged from the Emperor Willow Tree and bowed respectfully to Wang Ba and Bu Chan.

Bu Chan raised his hand and lifted Wang Liu up from the air, saying in a gentle voice:
"Don't be so reserved in front of me and your master."

"Yes, Master Wife."

Wang Liu said honestly.

Born as a spiritual plant, it has a natural reverence for spiritual plant masters. So even though Bu Chan may not be its opponent, it dare not neglect him in the slightest.

Wang Ba smiled faintly and said:
"Your master's wife has already tried it. You can also place your body into this divine soil. It will definitely be of great benefit."

A hundred times the effort, that is, one year is equivalent to a hundred years for others. For spiritual plants, this is a great opportunity.

Although Wang Liu had heard what Wang Ba said before, he was still surprised and happy at this moment. He hurriedly thanked Wang Ba, and then controlled his body, retracted his roots, and plunged them all into the nine-colored divine soil which was only as big as a millstone.

"How is your whip training going now?"

Wang Ba asked Wang Liu about his cultivation again.

Realizing that Wang Ba was testing it, Wang Liu felt uneasy, but he still waved a willow branch on his body and pulled it towards the void!

Snapped!
The end of the willow branch was pulled in the air, and a clearly visible crack appeared!

Wang Ba's eyes narrowed slightly, somewhat surprised:
"You've made considerable progress... late stage of level six?"

The Xiaocang Realm is now at its peak and can accommodate cultivators who have achieved the state of fusion.

The effect that Wang Liu's whip could produce was so great that it had vaguely reached the power of a cultivator in the state of fusion. Although he was not as good as Wang Ba of the same period, he was also one of the few who could cross levels to meet the enemy.

Hearing Wang Ba's praise, Wang Liu touched the back of his head and laughed twice:
"Not bad. Perhaps it's because of the immortal blood and immortal jade liquid. My cultivation speed has been much faster in recent years than before..."

Wang Ba nodded slightly. The blood of the immortal and another kind of 'Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid' obtained from Dahai City can bring about a complete transformation to living beings.

Just like Zhao Feng and others, they are the beneficiaries of the immortal blood. Their aptitude and comprehension have been greatly improved. In addition, the special environment of the Sea of ​​Chaos can speed up the cultivation of the cultivators' Dao domain and the effect of the three levels of suffering in reducing the Dao domain and strengthening the primordial spirit. As a result, the outstanding ones among them can reach a level of near-perfect integration in a very short time.

Although there are some tricks involved, it also proves the great impact that divine objects like immortal blood can have on the improvement of cultivators.

In comparison, perhaps because Wang Liu is a spiritual plant, his improvement speed is actually very slow.

Wang Ba could have used it, but he never trusted such a thing of questionable origin, so he never used it on himself. He only used the mixture of the two, the 'immortal power', to activate the immortal's Taoist treasure.

Fortunately, after experiencing the difficulties in the early days of the Wanfa Vein, he learned from the strengths of all schools, integrated them, and laid a solid foundation for his own cultivation. Even without the immortal blood, it would not have much impact on him.

"Your realm has improved, but you haven't made much progress in the whip technique I taught you."

Seeing Wang Liu's somewhat smug look, Wang Ba smiled and started talking about the problem again. "If you can master this whip technique, you will hopefully be able to comprehend the rules before you cross the tribulation... and if you can master the rules before you cross the tribulation, you will be ahead of most of the cultivators who cross the tribulation. Once you succeed in crossing the tribulation, your fighting skills will be so strong that few people can match you. Only in this way can you live up to your foundation and the good fortune given to you by the immortal blood and the nine-colored divine soil!"

He then referred to his own insights in recent years and gave some careful instructions.

It is rare for spiritual plants to achieve enlightenment, and whether it is the blood of immortals or the nine-colored divine soil, they are extremely rare opportunities in the entire world.

Wang Liu possesses both qualities in one person, which is rare in the world, so Wang Ba naturally has higher expectations of him.

Half a day later.

Seeing that Wang Liu was completely immersed in the understanding of the whip technique, Bu Chan gently pulled Wang Ba out of the bead secret realm, fearing that he would affect the other party. After leaving the secret realm, he could not help but frown and said:
"As a master, you are too partial. Qingyang and Dongyang are both your disciples. You only teach Wang Liu, but you can't take care of them?"

Wang Ba was slightly stunned, but then he was not angry, he just said helplessly:

"Qingyang is practicing the art of controlling all things with her soul. The methods of practice are all there. I have already taught her everything I can. She is now on the right track. Although she has not yet entered the realm of refining emptiness, her future is limitless. I don't need to worry about her."

"As for Dongyang... he is closely related to the Xiaocang Realm. If the Xiaocang Realm grows stronger, he will also grow stronger. When the Xiaocang Realm prospers, his cultivation will naturally advance by leaps and bounds. There is nothing I can teach him."

"It's good that you know what's going on. I'm just worried that you won't treat everyone equally and make the disciples resentful."

Bu Chan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course not."

At this point, Wang Ba's heart was slightly moved, and without hesitation, he invited Cang Fuzi over and gave all the eight world bones he had obtained from the Yuntian Realm to Cang Fuzi:

"Take some time to sort these things out. Perhaps they can help you make further progress."

Cang Fuzi's body shook, and the expression on his face kept changing, which showed how intensely his heart was fluctuating.

Without saying anything more, he wrapped up the eight world bones and disappeared.

Although Bu Chan was curious, he did not ask further questions.

During the years Wang Ba was away, others only saw that he made rapid progress and achieved great success. The Bodhisattvas and Arhats displayed in the Chunyang Hall looked so arrogant and terrifying, but only the person by his side could imagine the thrilling experiences Wang Ba had gone through behind the scenes, and the unimaginable pressure that was borne by Wang Ba alone.

I feel proud, but also heartbroken.

But she seldom spoke to persuade him, nor did she ask any questions. Since Wang Ba had made the decision, unnecessary questioning would only increase the pressure in his heart, so she could only support him, support him with all her strength, and try her best to make him feel relaxed every moment he was by her side.

The gap in their cultivation was getting bigger and bigger, and she could only support him silently in this way.

But when Wang Ba took out the Nine-Colored Divine Soil, she realized that this short rest period might have come to an end...

Watching Cang Fuzi leave, Wang Ba sighed slightly, turned to look at Bu Chan, with a hint of apology and hesitation in his eyes.

But before he opened his mouth, Bu Chan had already shown a helpless smile on his face, and whispered:

"The Baiyi Academy has asked me to cultivate spiritual plants. I'm afraid I don't have time to accompany you."

Wang Ba was slightly stunned, but soon understood something. His eyes changed slightly, becoming softer.

In an instant, Bu Chan regained the decisiveness and swiftness he had developed in the Spiritual Plant Department. He waved his sleeves and flew away without any reluctance.

Until the figure completely disappeared from his sight, Wang Ba stood alone on the top of Wanfa Peak with his hands behind his back, feeling lost.

Having been married for many years, how could he not know Bu Chan's thoughtfulness? But now, at this point, the situation outside no longer allowed him to enjoy himself for too long.

He had no choice.

"The Supreme Buddha..."

His eyes flickered slightly, with a hint of coldness passing through them.

The sense of urgency that had been briefly away returns at this moment.

Without staying in the dojo for long, he flew out of the Kokura world alone.

Passing over the Acropolis outside, silently passing countless monks in the Acropolis, and the Fanming anchored outside...

Flying straight into the vast void.

Until it landed in a silently floating rubble ruin.

Floating down.

Then he set up a formation, stepped into it, and sat cross-legged.

After returning to the Sea of ​​Chaos, he actually still had many things to do.

For example, trying to restore the original minds of the captured Bodhisattvas and Arhats, cultivating spiritual beasts in preparation for Ten Thousand Beasts Unbridled, asking for the method of the Supreme Buddha, trying to practice multiple things, etc.

But after thinking it over, apart from arranging the matters to deceive the Supreme True Buddha and meeting Bu Chan, he decided to prioritize only one thing.

Practice!

Only if he makes another breakthrough can he gain enough advantages to win in this impending crisis.

In this sea of ​​​​world, after all, everything is empty, and only strength can determine one's own destiny.

He was already very close to the middle stage of tribulation, and all he needed was some time to transform his foundation into strength.

Close your eyes.

The Xuanhuang Dao Realm slowly emerged from the primordial spirit.

Countless rules emerged from it.

Like a big tree with thick roots and full of branches.

The Dao Domain slowly grew along these branches like leaves, becoming denser and denser...

The black elixir in the soul, which had shrunk by half, also silently increased its rotation speed.

Time passes little by little.

One year, two years... ten years... a hundred years...

Occasionally, a monk carrying a magical instrument called the Sky-Viewing Mirror would fly past him, but he would be unaware of it.

The Supreme Buddha monks who were expected to arrive soon have not yet arrived.

The monks in the Sea of ​​Chaos are in an agonizing wait.

Another hundred years passed in a flash.

Among the ruins.

Wang Ba sat cross-legged alone, his soul above his head like a huge black hole, slowly rotating.

The black hole is like soil, and the Xuanhuang Dao Domain is born from it, wrapping up the rules bit by bit...

Until this day, the Dao Realm finally completely encompassed all the rules.

boom!
As if something was triggered.

There seems to be thunder in the silence!
The Xuanhuang Dao Realm is like a big tree that has completely stretched out, and its 'leaves' are swaying, as if they have finally matured.

"Ninth-level Dao Realm!"

The next moment, the vast and boundless Xuanhuang Dao Realm suddenly rolled up and poured into the huge black hole.

Along with the income of Xuanhuang Dao Realm, the huge black hole also vibrated slightly, and the rotation suddenly accelerated!
In the black hole, there seemed to be endless sounds echoing, slowly pressing into Wang Ba's body below.

At the moment of pressing in, Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes are like a galaxy, flowing with endless stars!

There is neither sadness nor joy.

In the middle stage of the tribulation, it finally came to fruition! (End of this chapter)