Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 1 Completely Giving Up
"When you come here, don't ask anything, just feed the immortals well, and you can enjoy what you have! In the future, you may be able to serve as the deacon of the outer sect like me."

"Yes, yes, little one understands."

"Well, if you take this package well, it can help you raise these beasts. I will come to check after half a month. If they are not well-raised, don't blame me for asking you."

"Understood, thank you Deacon Li for taking care of me, this is a small thought..."

"Well, it's pretty good, okay, I'll go first..."

"Alright, Deacon Li, go slowly."

Watching the plump Deacon Li gradually disappear into the valley respectfully, the smile on Wang Ba's face also gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a touch of sadness and bitterness.

"It's finally here!"

"But who told me that my aptitude is low and my luck is bad!"

"I'm really ashamed to be a time traveler."

Wang Yan's eyes were full of unwillingness and helplessness.

When I came to this world, I thought I would have the opportunity to seek immortality and ask for immortality.

It's a pity that I tried my best to find the nearest immortal sect, but was told that I didn't have enough qualifications, and even the outer sect refused to accept it.

He was not reconciled, and tried every means, spent a full eight years, but there was no gain.

And he, who had almost lost all his wealth, had no way of turning back.

As a last resort, he finally let go of his unrealistic fantasies, and with the little money he had left, he asked someone to find the relationship with Deacon Li, the outer sect of the "Eastern Sacred Sect" of the immortal family.

Deacon Li took the money, but he also took care of it and arranged him here.

A villa that raises immortal food.

But in Wang Ba's view, it would be more appropriate to call it a 'chicken farm'.

Because looking up, the whole villa is full of free-range big roosters and hens.

All of them are tall and full of energy.

Gu Pan is quite spiritual.

It is very different from the chickens raised in the mortal world.

These chickens wander in the villa, leisurely, someone will provide them with good feed and spiritual insects.

And their destination is to be sent to the dining room of the immortals one day after they grow fat and strong, to be made into spiritual food with strong spiritual power.

Deacon Li had already told him about this before he came.

In the entire villa, apart from him, there was only one elderly man.

The old man looked to be 80 or [-] years old, with age spots all over his face. When he saw Wang Ba coming, he moved a mat by himself and sat under the eaves to bask in the sun.

"Hello, I'm Xia Wangba. I will work with my seniors in the future, and I hope you will take care of me."

Wang Ba smiled habitually and greeted him politely.

The old man glanced at him sideways, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and after a long time, he said slowly:

"My name is Sun."

"The person surnamed Li sent you here. It seems that the benefits you gave were not in place."

Wang Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then forced a smile:

"Hehe, Elder Sun was joking, I don't have anything to offer..."

"Ah!"

The old man just snorted, turned his head, and didn't say much.

Seeing the other party seemed to have no desire to say anything more.

Wang Ba also felt a little embarrassed, so he cupped his hands to signal, and went to his bedroom.

The room was extremely cramped, with only a three-foot-wide narrow bed and a dilapidated wardrobe.

Pushing open the door is a musty smell and spider webs everywhere.

It looks like it has been unoccupied for a long time.

It's just that Wang Ba didn't care about it at all.

After simply wiping it, he couldn't wait to open the package that Deacon Li had left for him.

A piece of rice paper, a Taoist robe and a handwritten book.

Wang Ba picked up the rice paper and glanced at it briefly. They were all precautions for raising chickens.

He stuffed it casually into his arms.

Then he skipped the standard Tibetan-blue Taoist robe of the Eastern Holy Sect, and went straight to pick up the book at the bottom.

Entering the eyes, there are three ordinary characters.

"Strong Body Classic".

"That's right! That's it!"

Wang Ba's eyes lit up.

This is his last hope.

The most important thing for the immortal family to accept apprentices is the spiritual root qualifications.

Needless to say, if the qualifications are high.

But most people don't even have spiritual roots.

For example, Wang Ba.

Fortunately, the sky is endless.

The same is true for the way of cultivating immortals. By practicing the "Strong Body Classic", there is a very small hope that one can cultivate spiritual roots.

Although the aptitude of the spiritual roots cultivated is often extremely low, even casual cultivators can't look down on them.

But for Wang Ba, this is a hope after all.

As for exercises such as the "Strong Body Classic", only those who become a member of the sect can be allowed to practice.

This is also the reason why Wang Ba insisted on coming in even if he was raising chickens for the sect.

Now that the cheat book is in hand, Wang Ba can't wait to open it.

"This "Strong Body Classic" has thirteen layers..."

"Each level of cultivation can increase the strength of dozens or even hundreds of catties..."

"As long as you cultivate to the tenth floor, can you have a chance to accumulate spiritual roots?"

"If you cultivate to the thirteenth floor, you can even reach the middle-grade spiritual root!"

"Okay! Good practice!"

The more Wang Ba watched, the more surprised he became.

He didn't expect that the "Strong Body Classic" would have such a heaven-defying effect.

Although the number of cultivation levels is a bit more, it only needs to reach the tenth level to have a chance to accumulate spiritual roots.

If you practice to perfection, you can even have middle-grade spiritual roots!
As for the entry threshold of the outer sect of the 'Eastern Sacred Sect', only low-grade spiritual roots are required.

In other words, he only needs to practice to the eleventh or second floor to officially become an outer disciple of the Eastern Sacred Sect!

From then on, there is hope for immortality!
"Huh - Calm down! Calm down!"

"Don't get carried away."

"With such a magical technique, the requirements for practice must not be low."

"Look first."

Wang Ba took a deep breath.

Calm down the excitement.

Immediately, he carefully opened the subsequent pages of the book.

"Hey, this exercise doesn't have any requirements, it just takes some time?"

Wang Ba was very surprised.

He hurriedly continued to read.

"It only takes one year to practice the first level. In other words, it's not too difficult to accept that I won't be able to develop spiritual roots until I'm 50 or [-] years old..."

"Huh? The second layer takes two years, and the third layer takes four years..."

Watching and watching, Wang Ba's complexion gradually changed!

Geometric series!

Almost without thinking, the time required for the tenth floor jumped out of his mind immediately.

512 years!
He couldn't believe it and quickly turned to the next page.

After seeing the number on the paper, he instantly stood still in place like a lightning strike!
His guess is true!

The tenth floor really needs 512 years!
And the No.13 layer requires an exaggerated 4096 years!
Such a long time has even far exceeded the lifespan of the immortals!
Although it is written in the book that if the qualifications are extremely high, the training time can be greatly shortened.

But looking at this line of writing, Wang Ba could only smile wryly.

It takes 1023 years to repair from the first floor to the tenth floor.

What kind of qualifications can shorten the gap of a thousand years?
He didn't believe he could do it at all!

Even if he can practice it within a few decades and accumulate spiritual roots, so what?

The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years old!

What did he use to refine Qi, and what did he use to build a foundation?

At this moment, all thoughts are hopeless.

But he finally gave up completely.

He was dumbfounded for a moment.

After a long time, he let out a heavy breath.

It seems to want to spit out all the ambition and unwillingness.

The "Strong Body Classic" that he worked so hard to get was thrown at the foot of the bed.

Instead, it was the rice paper that recorded the precautions for raising chickens...

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(End of this chapter)