Longevity, starting from raising chickens

The ripples of the lake swayed on the dry bottom of the lake, and also reflected on the monks who were shaken off.

The light is bright, and you can even see the bright sunshine shining down when you look up.

However, at this moment, Yan Wuxiong's heart felt cold.

Countless fragments of information were quickly pieced together in his mind.

"Xin Zhao...this name sounds familiar. He seems to be a monk from the sect in Dajin..."

"...the missing monk from Mori Kingdom...the Holy Son..."

"My guess is correct, there is indeed something wrong with Dajin!"

Thinking in my heart.

The middle-aged elegant monk known as 'Xin Zhao Shangxiu' frowned and said:
"Are you new here? Why are you so ignorant? How can you call me by my name so easily!"

"Yes, yes! It's Zhang Yao who is ignorant. Don't blame me for being a master. Don't blame me..."

The bloated figure quickly apologized with a smile.

The middle-aged elegant monk snorted coldly, said no more, raised his hand, and pushed the sleeping monks one by one into the empty strange magic weapons like alchemy furnaces.

Soon, monks at the golden elixir level came forward one after another. They kneaded and recited incantations to these monks, and even fed them some things.

Yan Wuxiong and the young monk next to him exchanged glances silently, and both saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes.

"They worked so hard to capture these monks here and put them on this magical weapon. Why?"

Yan Wuxiong couldn't help but wonder.

The bloated figure Zhang Yao also looked carefully and curiously.

However, soon, the middle-aged elegant monk turned around and looked at Zhang Yao with a cold face:

"Why are you still here?"

Zhang Yao left quickly and wisely.

"Wait!"

The middle-aged elegant monk glanced at the other party, and then said coldly:
"This time, the quantity is not enough. I will make up for it next time."

"But now the news...is that the little one knows."

Zhang Yao looked embarrassed, but gritted his teeth and nodded, then hurriedly retreated.

Yan Wuxiong took the opportunity to scan the surroundings. After seeing that there were no people of interest around him, he immediately made up his mind and did not leave with him.

Seeing Zhang Yao leaving, the middle-aged elegant monk finally gave the order.

Soon, the monks whose faces could not be seen clearly stood in front of their corresponding magic weapons and began to practice.

Yan Wuxiong glanced at it, slightly surprised.

"Isn't this a method of refining blood food?"

The refining method of blood food, or spiritual food, comes from the devil's way. As the leader of the devil's sect, although he has never practiced it, he is not unfamiliar with it.

However, what surprised him even more was that after some sacrifices, the sleeping monks on these magical instruments did not change.

And the magic weapon slowly condensed into an extremely tiny ball of water.

He was a little curious at first, but when he felt what was contained in the water polo, his expression suddenly changed:
"This is... a Taoist machine?!"

"No! It's not Taoism, it's more like thoughts and emotions that contain Taoism... Did they condense the Taoism of these monks?"

Looking at the strange magic weapons scattered all over the bottom of the lake, looking at the sleepy monks on the magic tools and the little bits of condensed water containing Taoism, it was like a bolt of lightning flashed across Yan Wuxiong. mind!
Thinking of this possibility, even though Yan Wuxiong was born in the Demon Sect and was very ruthless, he couldn't help but take a breath:
"When the Taoist spirit is condensed to the extreme, it is the Taoji... The ancient Taoji before Mori Kingdom was created by these people?!"

"They regard the monks as materials for extracting Taoism. They don't let them die just to continuously obtain Taoism?!"

"But why did they release those Taoist secrets?"

At this moment, countless thoughts collided in Yan Wuxiong's mind!

But when he saw the sleeping monks, he suddenly realized it!

"This seat knows!"

"They released it on purpose! To attract more casual cultivators and forces, fish in troubled waters and capture more cultivators!"

"So bold! So cruel!"

Yan Wuxiong couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

Although the Holy Sect is cruel, he is usually only towards mortals.

The Holy Sect is relatively more lenient towards monks.

Of course, if it comes to practice, people from the Holy Sect naturally have nothing to say and just do it.

It's just that like this, using monks as materials, even the Demon Sect doesn't dare to be known.

After all, no matter how powerful the Holy Sect was and how much it aroused the wrath of the public, it could not defeat the monks from the nine continents.

Once someone knows about it, the sect may be destroyed.

"Did people from Dajin really do this? This is simply crazier than our Holy Sect!"

At this moment, Yan Wuxiong no longer dared to believe his previous guess.

Although he disliked the Dajin monks, he had to admit that the Dajin monks had always been very disciplined.

This method of using monks as materials was simply worse than the Demon Sect. He really couldn't believe that it would be done by someone from the Great Jin Dynasty.

"Is it a monk from another continent? I have never heard of such an organization in Fenglin Continent..."

And right now.

Yan Wuxiong's heart suddenly moved, and he deliberately glanced above with his peripheral vision.

The water above rippled, splitting into two.

But another figure fell down.

The moment they saw this figure, both Yan Wuxiong and the young monk were shocked.

The person who came had a huge head and a weird face, and the aura emanating from his body made even Yan Wuxiong awed!
"Is it the bulky cultivator who captured the Taoist secret?!"

"Are they in the same group?!"

The middle-aged elegant monk noticed the movement and turned to look.

Seeing it was the big-headed monk, he frowned slightly and said displeasedly:

"Taoist Stork, what are you doing here?"

Stork Taoist?Is this the name of this big-headed monk?
Yan Wuxiong secretly remembered this name in his heart.

But the big-headed monk was expressionless and said calmly:
"Zhang Yao told me, do you want to increase the amount of materials?"

The middle-aged elegant monk narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this:

"What, could it be that you guys can't finish it?"

Taoist Stork avoided the other party's question and said in a deep voice:
"Musen Island just helped us withstand the thunder. Some monks still have marking symbols on their bodies. Once too many are captured, it will only make the people of the Changsheng Sect and your sect focus on us again. If we really investigate it then..."

People from their sect?

Yan Wuxiong, who was listening carefully on the side, couldn't help but feel shocked.

The familiar feeling from before finally emerged from my heart!

"Xin Zhao...I remember it, I remember it!"

"Deputy Minister of the Wanxiang Sect's Spiritual Food Department, Xin Zhao!"

"It turned out to be him?!"

"It's really the Wanxiang Sect?!"

"No, it seems that the people of Wanxiang Sect don't know what this Taoist Stork means..."

Faintly, Yan Wuxiong felt that he seemed to have touched a great secret.

And he is getting closer to the core of the secret!
The next words of the middle-aged elegant monk, the deputy minister of the Spiritual Food Department of the Wanxiang Sect, shocked Yan Wuxiong's heart again.

He sneered:
"So what if you know? Zong...cough, that person's identity is at a level you can't imagine. You just have to work hard and provide us with enough materials. Otherwise, I can give you the secret, and naturally I can take it back. , you should know our power!"

Taoist Stork was silent for a moment, and then said helplessly:
"understood."

After saying that, he lightly stomped on the ground, and the waves above him immediately parted, and he flew away.

Watching the other party leave, Xin Zhao snorted coldly, and the palm hidden behind him slowly opened, revealing a talisman with an aura that made Yan Wuxiong's heart tremble.

But at this moment, Yan Wuxiong didn't pay attention to the talisman in the opponent's hand at all. Xin Zhaocai's words were still echoing in his mind.

"Zong... Zong what? He subconsciously stopped talking just now. What kind of identity makes him so vigilant?"

"The identity is unimaginable..."

"Is it... the sect leader?!"

"Master of Wanxiang Sect?!"

The moment this idea came to mind, Yan Wuxiong couldn't believe his guess.

If my guess is true, it will probably be a major event that shocks the entire Feng Linzhou, no, even the Xiaocang world!

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly became solemn.

There is no longer any idea of ​​​​searching for the Fourth Holy Son in my heart, there is only one thought:
go back!

Report this matter to the Holy Sect!

But he didn't dare to act rashly.

Instead, he stood quietly on the spot, observing all the secrets happening at the bottom of this unknown lake.

It wasn't until the lake parted again and the monks left that he and the young monks followed and escaped.

With the departure of Yan Wuxiong and the young monk.

Above the lake bottom, a flash of red quietly flashed across the bead that exuded warmth, and then disappeared. …

"The country of Li has a reputation as the granary of Fenglinzhou. It is said that ten thousand years ago, when the spiritual energy had not declined as much as it does now, the country of Li was the most important spiritual field of our sect. It is said that most of the people in the spiritual plant department were there. here."

The carriage galloped over the vast fields.

The car curtain was raised.

Several of them were revealed.

It was Wang Ba and his party.

At this moment, Li Yingfu was pointing at the deserted fields below and talking.

A voice with a slightly unfamiliar accent suddenly sounded in the carriage:

"But...no one seems to be farming here anymore..."

Hearing this, Li Yingfu sighed:
"Haha, Qingyang has gained a lot of knowledge recently! You are right, no one is farming anymore. There are frequent blood disasters in the northern part of Li country, and the mortals of Li country are suffering from it, so how can they dare to stay here and farm? Now most of them have fled."

"Blood disaster?"

Wang Qingyang's voice was a little curious.

At the same time, a gentle and steady voice also sounded, curiously:
"Protector Li, I'm also a little curious, what is this blood disaster?"

When Li Yingfu heard this, he did not hide it:

"Guardian Huiyou, this blood disaster is caused by some mindless blood beasts wreaking havoc everywhere and devouring the essence and blood of living things. It has a long history in Li Country. It is rumored that the ancient demonic monks practiced blood magic and accidentally overturned the sacrifice. The blood pool of the blood method caused the blood demons in the blood pool to escape, and it has been passed down to this day."

"rumor?"

Wang Yan was slightly confused.

Li Yingfu couldn't help stroking his beard and praised:

"The right protector can indeed see clearly... Yes, the so-called blood demon theory is just nonsense. In fact, people from our sect and the Changsheng sect have gone to investigate. In fact, it is because of the 'eyes'."

"Eyes? Membrane eyes?"

"Will this thing cause blood disaster?"

Wang Ba was a little surprised.

Li Yingfu nodded: "The membrane eye is complex and full of strange things. It is not surprising that it will cause bloody disasters."

Wang Ba was even more confused after hearing this:
"Since we know that membrane eyes are formed, why do blood disasters often occur? Isn't it just a matter of blocking the eyes?"

Others also looked at Li Yingfu in confusion.

Li Yingfu shook his head and said: "In terms of common sense, this is indeed the case, but Li Guo's membrane eyes are very strange. They began to disappear after a period of time more than thousands of years ago, and then re-formed after a period of time, and their positions changed. , not easy to inspect.”

"And this blood disaster was extremely hidden at the beginning. By the time it was discovered, it had already reached a large scale, so it was extremely difficult to deal with."

Wang Ba was slightly stunned when he heard this.

At this moment, Li Yingfu seemed to have noticed something, his face suddenly condensed, and he looked down.

But I saw a monk below flying straight towards the carriage.

"Ok?"

Wang Ba looked at the monk with some doubts.

The opponent's aura is not very powerful, only at the foundation building level.

It doesn't seem like there's anything special about it.

But Wang Ba felt vaguely strange.

But Li Yingfu raised his eyebrows and sneered:
"As soon as you say it, it comes!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

The magic power is like a thread, swarming towards the monk!

However, the monk seemed to have lost his mind and ignored Li Yingfu's magic power.

But he happened to be caught by magic.

The foundation-building monk who was originally normal suddenly became ferocious, struggling desperately with the magic power.

Li Yingfu didn't even look at it, but said to Wang Yan: "Defender on your right, please take a look."

Wang Hao looked intently.

However, the skin of the foundation-building monk suddenly split open, and immediately a ball of blood squeezed out from the cracks in the monk's skin, turning into a huge monster with strange shapes. It opened its bloody mouth and bit fiercely to trap it. of mana.

Wang Ba looked at Li Yingfu in surprise.

Li Yingfu said in a deep voice: "This is the blood beast. This is almost a second-level blood beast. It is very evil. Once a monk is contaminated by the blood beast, his flesh and blood will be swallowed up silently. Although the blood beast has no intelligence, But based on instinct, he will continue to wear human skin, attack other people, and become stronger..."

Wang Hao nodded slightly, but there was no change on his face.

Several people in the carriage showed apprehension.

Zhou Lv'e couldn't help but said: "Then there is nothing that can restrain this thing?"

"Naturally there is."

Li Yingfu smiled slightly.

Raising his hand, a spiritual fire rose.

The flames clung to the bloody monster's body and burned quickly.

And this bloody beast also let out an unpleasant and sharp roar.

Wang Ba's spiritual consciousness swept over the blood beast, but he was suddenly startled.

"What a rich essence of blood!"

With a thought in his heart, he said to Li Yingfu: "Protector Li, leave some of this for me."

"Small things."

When Li Yingfu heard this, he thought it was Wang Ba who was curious and pinched it in his hand.

It was severely burned and shrunk, leaving only the palm-sized blood beast, and the flames were extinguished instantly.

Then with a roll of mana, the bloody beast was directly caught in front of Wang Ba.

"Right Protector, be careful. Although this blood beast is only at the second level, it cannot be treated as an ordinary second level."

Wang Ba nodded.

Then he used the mother energy of all laws to directly suppress the struggling blood beast.

But they discovered that this blood beast, which was said to be a beast, actually had no specific shape at all. It was just a ball of essence, energy, and blood that was forcibly shaped into the appearance of a monster under some special manic will.

"Can the essence, energy, blood...can be refined?"

Wang Ba was a little curious.

At the same time, this issue was also stated.

"I'm afraid not. The will in this blood beast is extremely manic. It is completely integrated with the essence, energy, and blood. I have never heard of it being able to be refined."

Li Yingfu thought for a while and finally shook his head.

When Wang Bao heard this, he didn't distrust the other party's judgment.

However, he was still a little reluctant to part with such rich essence and blood.

After all, his method of refining the Thunder God Body requires not only the Thunder God Body, but also a massive supply of essence, energy, and blood.

He currently uses spiritual chicken essence as a supplement.

But compared to the essence, energy, and blood contained in the blood beast, the essence of the spiritual chicken seems less 'elite'.

After thinking about it, he found a closed container from the storage artifact, grabbed it in, and closed it.

Li Yingfu was not surprised after seeing Wang Ba's actions.

As for monks, everyone feels that they are extraordinary, and the right protector is extremely talented and affectionate, so naturally he is not exempt from the commonality.

Just a reminder:
"Right Protector must remember to keep an eye on it. Once this blood beast gets lost, if you give it enough time, more blood beasts may be born, which will be troublesome then."

Wang Hao nodded and then asked:

"Where is the ghost market in Li country?"

Although he was going out for training, Wang Yan's principle has always been to ensure safety before taking action.

Finding the ghost market means knowing where the nearest help will come from.

Even if you encounter a crisis, you can seek help in time.

The previous encounter with Ming Ming on Musen Island really reminded him that he should never think that just because he has a fourth-level spiritual beast by his side, he thinks that the world is as big as he can go.

In fact, for some dangerous places, level four is really nothing.

With this idea in mind, under Li Yingfu's guidance, the carriage quickly headed south, and not long after, it stopped in front of a city that stretched for dozens of miles.

"Haha, this place is called 'Lidu', with a population of more than 500 million. The ghost market is here. I have a close relationship with the current ghost market guard. When the time comes, I can recommend one or two to you..."

Li Yingfu pointed to the city below and said proudly to Wang Yan.

When Wang Hao heard this, he put his palms in his hands and smiled and said: "This is the best, then I will have Lao Li to protect the law."

Li Yingfu immediately urged Lou Yi and drove the carriage down.

However, after falling into the air, Li Yingfu, who was still smiling, suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and his expression changed:
"Wait! Stop first!"

"what happened?"

Wang Hao noticed Li Yingfu's solemnity and quickly became alert.

Lou Yi did not dare to delay and immediately reined in the reins.

Li Yingfu looked ugly:
"The feeling of the city below is... not right!" (End of Chapter)