Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Destiny!

This is the only thing Wang Xu has firmly believed in over the years.

Otherwise, it would be unexplainable that he, a mortal, could obtain the treasure of pearls whose origins he still cannot figure out by just building a house at random.

Why was it that the entire Xihai Kingdom was destroyed that day, with millions of corpses lying on the ground, but he was the only one still alive?

It is even more inexplicable that he has experienced life and death countless times over the years, but he can still persist in living until now.

Including just now, in a short period of time, he experienced severe pain that he had never experienced in his life, and thought that he was going to die countless times.

But he still survived.

And...live better!

He felt the renewed vitality in his body, felt the powerful beating of his heart, and felt the wind flowing around him lifting him.

Before that, even his power was close to Nascent Soul.

But he still couldn't control Feng Xu like those monks.

But at this moment, except that he still has no magic power, there is not much difference between him and the monks.

But he has not forgotten who everything he has now comes from.

'patta'

Wang Xu fell on the deck.

Strong all over.

Then he knelt down without hesitation.

Just like forty or fifty years ago, when I first saw the immortal.

He kowtowed three times to Wang Yan.

No words were spoken.

But the entire iron ship shook violently under these three kowtows.

Seeing the figure kneeling on the ground in front of him, but with qi and blood bursting out, as if he were a god or a spirit, Wang Hao felt extremely complicated in his heart for a moment.

"It actually worked..."

"How can an individual's will go against the rules of heaven and earth?"

"Given his condition at the time, it was obvious..."

He didn't know how to describe what he was feeling at this moment.

While he was pleased with Wang Xu's rebirth, he also found it difficult to understand the scene in front of him.

You must know that before this, even if the monk is injured, it is likely to explode directly.

For example, Xumi almost exploded because he cut off his arms.

If he hadn't simply given up his physical body and directly merged with the sword, he would have been like those failed monks.

However, Wang Xu in front of him directly broke such rules.

It's obviously not much different from being shattered into pieces, but he just uses his will to forcibly reshape his body.

"Is it because of the true martial arts?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind.

Apart from that, he really couldn't think of anything else.

He raised his hand to help Wang Xu up.

At the same time, he threw a set of clothes to the other party.

Staring.

But he found that he couldn't tell the depth of Wang Xu's aura at all.

But at this time, Wang Xu, who had put on his clothes, suddenly said:

"Does the immortal have a pen and paper?"

Wang Haowei was a little confused, but he still threw the gold paper out of his sleeve.

Wang Xu immediately raised his hand, and a touch of blood-colored vapor turned into reality, condensing into a sharp stroke, and quickly carved it on the gold paper.

It didn't take long for the figures of little people with weird postures to fill the entire gold paper.

Wang Ba glanced at the beginning and found that it was exactly the same as the posture practiced by the Orion he met before in Guangling Kingdom.

But in addition to these postures, there are also many mental formulas.

Wang Xu carved most of the entire gold paper in one breath before finally stopping.

He held it above his head with both hands and presented it to Wang Ba.

"This is……"

Although he already had a rough guess in his mind, he was still full of doubts.

Wang Xu solemnly said:

"The Immortal taught me the method of cultivation in the past, and I owe Wang Xu endless kindness. Xu always remembers it and takes the Immortal as his teacher. He vows to repay the Immortal in the future."

Wang Bao heard this and shook his head slightly:

"You just do it casually, with no intention of repaying you. Besides, I have never taught you anything. Since you treat me as your teacher, there is no need to mention it further."

Wang Xu said respectfully:

"Yes, the immortal can not accept Xu as his disciple, but Xu has to remember the kindness of the immortal."

"teacher……"

"Today the teacher saved me again, even if he didn't hesitate to offend the original demon sect..."

"Xu Wu can repay the teacher's kindness and life-saving kindness."

"I should have presented the treasure of Xu's self-realization to the teacher, but the treasure is not with me at the moment. I can only offer the method of Xu's self-enlightenment to the teacher first. When we meet one day, Xu will present the treasure with all his heart."

Wang Ba heard this, but he didn't bother to correct his title, his face was moved:

"Did you realize this on your own?"

Wang Xu nodded, hesitated for a moment and then said:

"The most precious treasure has been with me for more than forty years, and I have been exhausted mentally and physically, and the oil has dried up... Since there is no need for spiritual roots, anyone with perseverance can learn it, and it also incorporates many mortal martial arts and the "Strength Body Sutra" Therefore, I named it ‘Zhenwu’ because of its content, and this method is also known as the ‘Zhenwu Sutra’.”

"I hope the teacher can accept it..."

"Zhenwu Sutra... Zhenwu Sutra... Are you the ancestor of Zhenwu who was surrounded and suppressed by the Demon Sect?"

Reciting the name of this technique, Wang Hao looked in a trance, as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly darkened, and for a moment, there was even a killing intent in his eyes.

Wang Xu seemed to have noticed something, his face darkened slightly, and then returned to normal:

"If there is no second so-called ancestor of true martial arts in this world, then what the teacher said should be correct."

Although he was already eighty-nine points certain in his heart, Wang Hao couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard the expected answer from Wang Xu's mouth.

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly said coldly:

"You go!"

Wang Xu was startled: "Teacher..."

"go!"

Wang Ba stood with his hands behind his back and closed his eyes:

"I don't regret it now! Leave now!"

Wang Xu hesitated to speak, but when he saw Wang Yan had closed his eyes, a look of depression flashed across his face, but then it turned into a look of determination.

He had already expected this situation.

He could have concealed it.

It's just that he still doesn't want to deceive the only person he can still trust in the world.

He said no more and knelt down again.

Kowtowed three times again.

Then he turned around.

Just when he was about to leave.

Suddenly I heard a voice coming from behind:

"stop!"

Wang Xu was slightly startled and turned around again.

But he saw Wang Ba's face was as sinking as water, and he walked straight in front of him and raised his palm.

A trace of sadness flashed across Wang Xu's eyes.

But he soon became calmer:

"The disciple's life was saved by the teacher. If the teacher takes it back, the disciple will still be grateful to the teacher."

Completely letting down all guard.

Wang Ba did not pay any attention to it.

Suddenly pressed on his arm.

Wang Xu soon showed a confused look.

The expected fatal blow did not occur.

Instead, he felt that the other party actually retracted his palm.

"teacher?"

Wang Ba has already withdrawn his hands.

took a step back.

Looking at Wang Xu, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Come back to Dajin with me."

"I can shoulder the responsibility for what you did with the Sanzhou monks against Feng Linzhou before."

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, a touch of warmth and excitement flashed in his eyes, but in the end he shook his head resolutely:

"I'm sorry, teacher, disciple, I still have to do something."

"After the disciple fulfills his wish, he must return to the teacher's seat and listen to the teachings."

"Confused!"

Wang Ba couldn't help but angrily scolded.

But Wang Xu was determined and looked at him apologetically.

Wang Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath and said again:

"You really don't want to go back with me?"

Wang Xu lowered his head and said nothing.

But his reaction already expressed what he meant.

"Okay! Okay! Let's go!"

"Don't look for me again in the future!"

Wang Hao rolled his sleeves and shouted angrily.

A hint of sadness rose in Wang Xu's eyes.

Finally, he turned around and flew away from the iron ship.

Behind him, Wang Hao's voice with a hint of murderous intent came from a distance:

"You still have seven hundred years to live... I am from the Wanxiang Sect. If I know that you are a true martial artist and dare to hurt the life of any of my Wanxiang Sect disciples, I will take your life back even though we are thousands of miles away! "

Wang Xu was shocked, feeling both happy and sad at the same time. Although his emotions were extremely complicated, he still turned around and pointed his finger in the sky.

solemnly said:

"One day, when Wanxiang Sect is located, Wang Xu will retreat thousands of miles away when he sees it!"

"If any Wanxiang Sect disciple is hurt, I will kill him with my life!"

The voice just fell.

Above the sky, a bolt of thunder suddenly flashed, as if it was a witness.

Then, he no longer hesitated and flew towards the west.

Looking at Wang Xu's retreating figure.

The anger on Wang Ba's face gradually faded away, leaving only a deep sigh.

"I don't know whether it is good or bad to allow him to leave..."

After briefly understanding the so-called true martial arts, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

It’s not the fear of the here and now.

Rather, he was afraid of the future that this true martial art might bring.

This is not a method of longevity that can prolong life.

Even because the creation time was too short, it lacked too many supporting offensive techniques and seemed a bit rough.

But true warriors are far different from monks and need spiritual roots to practice.

Just a mortal.

Compared to spiritual root owners, the number of mortals can be said to be vast.

With such a low threshold, the resources required are pitifully few compared to monks.

Ordinary food, thin spiritual energy... these can all be used by them. Since there is no need to waste them on longevity, the resources are almost fully utilized.

The resources consumed by an ordinary monk are enough to support ten or even dozens of times the number of true warriors.

Even if there are no complex and changeable methods like monks, the number alone can kill monks of the same level or even slightly higher.

This directly threatened the foundation of the middle and lower classes of monks.

After all, mortals only need to practice for a few decades to easily defeat monks who have practiced for hundreds or even hundreds of years. With powerful weapons, they will inevitably be jealous of the monks' long lifespan...

Given time, will there still be room for monks to survive?

And once the foundation of the monks at the bottom is shaken and there is no fresh blood to replenish it, the middle and upper levels will eventually die.

Unless at this moment all the high-level monks use the power of thunder to sweep away the acupoints, completely killing this true martial art in the cradle.

Otherwise, the true martial arts will inevitably have a life-or-death battle with today's monks.

Faintly, he seemed to have seen the end of the monk era.

Instead, it is the era of true warriors.

He couldn't think about these things in detail, but even if he thought about them superficially, he was already sweating.

Even at this moment, he had the intention to catch up with Wang Xu, kill him, and kill the true martial arts in advance.

After all, after all...he is also one of the monks. Just as a wave passed by, Wang Xu's figure disappeared from sight.

Wang Hao finally let go of the all-powerful Mother Qi accumulated in his palms.

Sighed softly.

"Maybe... it's not as bad as I thought."

The most critical issue is that there is not much time left for the development of true warriors.

A great flood may soon submerge the world.

At that time, the Wanxiang Sect might have already flown high into the sky of the world.

Just thinking about it.

A lavender figure flew quickly from the sea and landed on the iron ship in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this figure, Wang Hao said:

"Thank you for your hard work, Protector Ying. Have you dealt with everything?"

Ying He smiled slightly:

"The Chief is still very thoughtful. I deliberately covered up the celestial phenomenon of the death of those three people, and at the same time delayed the time when their soul lamps went out. It was only three days, but these three days were enough for us to cross the hurricane customs and arrive at Beihai is the best."

"Even if the people of the Original Demon Sect knew about the death of the three people, they would only think that the true warrior killed them or encountered the ferocious beast in the sea... Huh? Where is the true warrior?"

Wang Ba's face was calm: "I couldn't save him, so he was buried in this sea area."

Ying He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little regret:

"I still want this person to contain the original demon sect for a while... It's a pity."

"It's a pity indeed."

Wang Ba said no more and continued to sit cross-legged on the deck, letting the gradually cold sea breeze blow on him.

It seemed like he wanted to blow away all the regrets and complications in his heart.

The sea surface gradually formed a thick layer of ice again.

The wind and snow came quietly.

Ying He suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance:

"Hurry Customs, here we come."

When Wang Bao heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the north.

But I saw a shadow across the northern horizon, like a high wall with no end to the left or right.

The whistling white air flow spreads the coldness to the North Sea from the gap in the high wall...

"Is that the Hurricane Pass over there?"

Wang Hao murmured.

……

Until the third day when I saw the hurricane.

There was a clicking sound.

The iron ship broke through the thick ice on the sea and finally arrived in front of the hurricane customs.

On the iron boat, the monks couldn't help but raise their heads and look up at the huge glacier in front of them.

In addition to Ying He, even Wang He couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations.

The height of the glacier has completely exceeded all the famous mountains and rivers Wang Hao has ever seen.

Even the Wanfeng within the sect is quite thin and low in comparison.

However, such glaciers lie across Beihai Continent, blocking all the cold currents coming from the extreme northern plateau of Beihai Continent.

It even got the name of "Hurry Customs".

With only a slight wind blowing down, most of the North Sea surface was frozen three feet.

"How do we get up there?"

Li Yingfu couldn't help but said.

Just by being close to the glacier, everyone already had the illusion that it was frozen by mana.

If we really fly up the glacier and cross this glacier, I'm afraid it won't be long before we really get frozen.

"Don't worry, if we really fly up the hurricane pass and reach the pass, even I won't be able to hold on for long."

Ying He said with a smile, looking confident.

He didn't show off, driving the iron boat and swimming quickly along the glacier.

Soon.

Wang Ba suddenly let out a light sigh.

Ying He listened to all directions and immediately became curious:

"Chief Commander, what's wrong?"

Wang Ba's face showed a strange color:

"There are actually such spiritual beasts here... Protector Ying will wait a moment."

When Ying He heard this, he took it for granted.

Along the way, this was not the first time that the chief manager stopped to catch spiritual beasts.

However, the general manager's extraordinary move did not waste any time.

So he stopped.

Wang Ba stood in front of the ship's side. Xuanlong Taoist soldiers floated up, mana surged, and he raised his hands.

In an instant, a large five-colored hand dived into the sea water.

Everyone looked at it curiously.

Ying He was also a little curious.

He was already at the late stage of Nascent Soul, and he was quite good at the soul, but even he didn't notice the movements of any spiritual beasts underneath.

But soon.

The sea water began to shake violently!

"Huh? It really does!"

Ying He's spiritual consciousness swept over him, and his eyes suddenly showed surprise.

He quickly said:

"Director General, do you need help?"

Wang Hao pondered for a moment, and then said calmly: "No need, if you take action, it will be easy to wake it up."

When Ying He heard this, he did not dare to disturb him and just said:

"If you need it, Chief Secretary, just ask."

Soon, the water surface began to roll violently again.

Just when Ying He couldn't hold himself back any longer.

Suddenly, I saw the five-colored big hand grabbing a black object that was not moving at all and pulling it out of the sea water!

Everyone took a closer look.

Only then was he surprised to find that it was a huge turtle that was completely black, with mysterious Dao patterns on its back, and was as big as a small mountain!

What's even more surprising is that the aura on this big turtle is of the fourth-order mid-grade!

"This is the 'Enlightenment Black Turtle'."

"Every time a year passes, a line of Dao patterns appears on its back. Looking at these Dao patterns can make one's heart feel enlightened... Looking at the number of Dao patterns on the back of this mysterious turtle, there are more than two thousand Dao patterns. It seems that it has already He has lived for more than two thousand years."

"It should be hibernating here."

Wang Hao smiled and gently turned the turtle with his five-colored hands, which still had its eyes closed, as if he was completely unaware that it had been captured, and explained at the same time.

When everyone heard this, they were amazed.

Although the casual cultivators could not clearly see Wang Ba's appearance, they were even more in awe of Wang Ba.

Wang Ba attached a special sealing talisman to it, and then put it into the spirit beast bag.

I felt quite happy.

This can be regarded as the biggest gain among the spiritual beasts captured during this trip.

"After we go back, we can also see if we can improve the bloodline of the Blue Water Spirit Turtle."

The Blue Water Turtle is a hybrid mutant breed he cultivated. As the level increases, its potential gradually reaches its end.

According to his prediction, he would be able to reach the fourth-level low-grade or mid-grade at most.

But the defensive talent of the Blue Water Turtle was so outstanding that Wang Yan was reluctant to give up this species.

Therefore, I have been thinking about finding some varieties with great potential to improve them.

It's just that although there are many species of turtles, the higher the grade, the greater the reproductive isolation from each other. Whether you can find the right one depends on luck.

And the key is that there are indeed very few turtle spiritual beasts that have reached the fourth level.

Wang Ba searched here for a while, but could not find the second Enlightenment Black Turtle.

It's a bit regretful, but after all, the matter of the Ice Road is more important.

Soon, under the leadership of Ying He, they finally found a natural cave in a deep sea under the glacier.

Walk all the way through the cave.

The temperature drops at an alarming rate visible to the naked eye.

However, everyone had been prepared for it, so it had no impact.

The iron boat slid in the frozen cave for half a day.

Finally, at the end of the cave, I saw a light shining down.

It is a natural hollow.

"rise!"

Ying He shouted softly.

The iron ship immediately took off into the sky.

Then Wang Hao once again saw a huge ice field stretching as far as the eye can see.

Silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax figures appear before them.

Large swaths of icebergs fell from the sky with extremely sharp whistling winds...

"Did you see the icebergs flying in the sky? That's the snow here..."

Ying He pointed at the sky not far away.

Wang Ba and Li Yingfu looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

They had imagined what it would be like after the hurricane, but they never expected it to be so exaggerated.

"Come on, let's go there quickly, Juedao is just ahead."

Ying He said.

After that, he directly steered the iron boat, sticking to the ice and gliding across it quickly.

Icebergs smashed down in front of them, silently breaking into countless tiny snowflakes.

Some even hit iron ships.

The formation protective shield on the surface of the iron ship was instantly knocked out of the light.

Even the iron ship shook violently uncontrollably.

Ying He's face was also slightly solemn.

But not long after, as the iron boat plunged into another glacier, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.

A warm current suddenly blew towards my face.

Wang Ba and Li Yingfu both looked in front of them in surprise. Under the huge glaciers on both sides, there was a wide passage covered with green grass. They could even clearly smell the smell of soil mixed with green grass in the air. .

"This……"

"This is the Beihai Jue Dao."

After passing through the wind belt just now, Ying He also relaxed slightly and introduced with a smile:

"This path stretches for thousands of miles. As Beihai Continent warms up, warm currents pass through it, resulting in this change."

"But generally speaking, the monks who come here stay for at least half a year and then go back to prevent the Jue Dao from suddenly closing and becoming a Jedi."

Wang Ba and Li Yingfu couldn't help but nodded.

Ying He pointed again:

"When we get to the front, we can come down. Let these casual cultivators go down first. Let's walk from the end of the road to the end of the field, and then enter the passage in the sky."

Just as he was talking, Ying He was suddenly startled and let out a light sigh.

"what happened?"

Wang Hao said doubtfully.

Ying He came back to his senses and shook his head:

"I just saw the ship at Hai'anmen... It's strange. Didn't those saint sons of the Original Demon Sect go to Beihai to look for people? How could they come to Beihai Continent?"

"Holy Son? Looking for someone?"

When Wang Hao heard these two words, his heart suddenly moved.

"Yes," Ying He nodded: "Before, before the chief general arrived, they commandeered Hai'anmen's ship, saying they were looking for a monk who had robbed their things."

"Who dares to steal something from the Demon Sect? Could it be from Sanzhou?"

Wang Ba was a little surprised, but he still thought of a key question:

"Does Guardian Ying know the names of these saints?"

When Ying He heard this, he did not hide it:

"Although the nine holy sons of the Demon Sect have changed frequently in recent years, I generally know them."

"There are four people coming, namely the second holy son Yan Zhenyi, the fourth holy son Bian Buyi, the fifth holy son Gong Xiyin, and the sixth holy son, please submit."

Junior Brother Shen!

When Wang Ba heard this, he couldn't help being surprised and happy.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, they would all arrive on Beihai Continent.

Although we may not be able to meet it, we can't help but feel a little more hopeful.

"I don't know how my junior brother is doing now, whether he has reached Nascent Soul..."

At this moment, he was suddenly startled.

The thoughts can't help but be deposited in the middle Dantian.

However, he saw that the ‘God Locking Bell’, which had been completely refined and had been silent, suddenly shook slightly twice. (End of chapter)