Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 45
Accompanied by the breakthrough of Zhuangtijing.

In Wang Ba's body, both strength and reaction speed have obviously improved.

Although it can't be used in a narrow room, the feeling of rapid and strong body is not deceiving.

But Wang Ba was not complacent. Taking advantage of the dawn, he directly killed a spirit chicken in the house.

In the already stinky room, there was an unpleasant smell of blood.

But he didn't care.

After that, he chopped the plucked spiritual chicken into pieces so that it could not be seen that it was a spiritual chicken at all, and then he took out the spiritual chicken.

Place in a casserole and simmer on top.

He first went to the spring at the foot of the villa and took a bath.

This made Yu Changchun, who had been watching all the time, couldn't help but want to make a move.

But fortunately, Wang Ba returned to the villa after taking a shower.

Then the busy day began.

Feeding, shoveling, cleaning the villa...

"Yo, why is it so fragrant, stewed chicken?"

Lao Hou rushed early today and went to the villa with two buckets of chicken feed, but was stopped by Wang Ba at the gate of the villa.

"I have sick chickens here, so be careful."

With a solemn expression on his face, Wang Ba said loudly on purpose.

This is to lay the groundwork for him to continue eating chickens in the future. After all, no one can say anything about the handyman eating the sick chickens in his farm.

Hearing this, Lao Hou hurriedly retreated a little, the chicken plague is usually not passed on to others, but what if he is not normal?

Be careful anyway.

The two quickly handed over the chicken ingredients, and chatted for a while as usual.

Wang Ba still looked apprehensive and longing, giving Lao Hou the feeling that he really wanted to enter the Immortal Society, but he was still a little hesitant.

But obviously, this hesitation will soon completely disappear with the passage of time.

Follow his experience.

Tomorrow at the latest, this brother Wang will definitely ask to join.

Lao Hou was confident and didn't delay, after all he had to go to other handymen to stir up trouble, he was very busy every day, so he smiled and waved goodbye to Wang Ba.

Wang Ba hesitated to speak, as if he was extremely entangled in his heart.

Yu Changchun, who had been watching him all the time, nodded slightly, and also felt that according to this progress, he should be able to win the handyman who raises chickens tomorrow.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and meditated, leaving only a trace of mind to continue to pay attention.

But Wang Ba continued to follow his plan.

After finishing everything in the morning, he brought the simmered chicken into the house.

Unsurprisingly.

With the breakthrough of his physical strength meridian, the body's ability to digest spiritual chickens has also been greatly improved.

It took a long time to eat a spirit chicken in its entirety!
Although I was about to throw up, this was an unprecedented improvement.

And when he visualized the Yin God afterwards, he was even more pleasantly surprised to find that the retention effect of his body on spiritual energy had nearly doubled!
Correspondingly, the speed of condensing the power of the Yin God has also increased a lot.

Originally, it took 10 days to condense a drop of Yinshen power by eating six chickens, but now, in just one afternoon, Wang Ba had successfully condensed one third drop of Yinshen's power!
Calculated, it only takes three days to successfully condense a drop!
"I was right!"

Wang Ba was very happy.

Improving the strength meridian can indeed indirectly increase the speed of gathering the power of the Yin God.

But he also knows that the current speed is still not enough.

Now his demand for the power of the Yin God is unprecedentedly high, the more the power of the Yin God, the better, but there is not so much time.

He didn't know when Yu Changchun from the Immortal Society would lose patience with him, but he knew that once the other party had no expectations of him, he would definitely usher in the other party's painful killer!
Therefore, on the one hand, he must work hard to condense more Yinshen power, on the other hand, he must also do everything possible to make false claims with the other party.

At night, he hesitated for a while, and finally decided to take the four spirit chickens and the remaining 8 spirit stones, and quietly left the villa again under the cover of the power of the Yin God.

It's just that this time he was unlucky and went to several villages in a row.

As a result, all the rare chickens died of illness, or they were dragged away by the Jingshanfang people and dealt with centrally.

It was not easy to find a few Zhuangzi who ranked lower, and won almost 600 chickens.

Obtained a life of about 1200 years.

The 8 spirit stones that were intended to be spent were not spent.

"There are still about 550 left, and with another 550, I will be able to train to the ninth floor!"

Wang Ba felt a little regretful.

The lifespan that needs to be consumed on the ninth floor is almost 2300 years.

But he still packed up his mood and returned to the villa.

Early in the morning.

Lao Hou carried the chicken feed to the villa again, but he didn't dare to come in and stopped at the door.

After handing over the chicken ingredients, Wang Ba couldn't wait to chat with Lao Hou about becoming a fairy.

However, this time, Lao Hou didn't let go of his mouth. No matter what Wang Ba asked, he only said that he would know when you joined the club.

Seeing this, Wang Ba was still smiling, but his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"It came so fast! The poor figure dagger appeared so soon? That's right, as long as the general handyman still wants to condense the spiritual root, I'm afraid it can last for three or two days."

After all, according to what Lao Hou said, the backstage of the Chengxianhui is the head of the Jingshanfang, one of the six elders in power in the sect other than the suzerain, who can catch up with such an unattainable big man Takae, that took off in an instant.

What's more, there is "Bone Burial Secret Art" hanging in front.

Normal handymen probably wouldn't be able to resist such a temptation, and some even acted decisively, and I'm afraid they would clung to it immediately.

Thinking about it the other way around, if anyone can resist such a temptation, he probably sees that there will be problems with becoming an immortal.

"What should I do?! How should I deal with this round?!"

"It's not that I can't join the Immortal Association, but I'm afraid that some spells will be cast on me as soon as I enter, and I will have to go all the way to the dark!"

Wang Ba thought quickly in his heart.

At the same time, in the mountain depression outside the villa, in the palm of Yu Changchun, invisible silk threads quietly floated up one after another.

He stared closely at Wang Ba in the water mirror, waiting for Wang Ba's final decision.

Once Wang Ba still did not choose to join the Immortal Society today.

Then what greeted Wang Ba was his merciless blow.

That's right.

Although he was very afraid of Li Zhi, an unfathomable junior, Yu Changchun chose the safest method compared to the punishment if he was exposed.

After all, Liu Changfeng's death is just around the corner!
So, either join, or kill immediately, without further trouble!

Even if a handyman's sudden death or disappearance will attract attention, he will not hesitate.

In the water mirror.

Wang Ba didn't seem to notice it, and was still beside Lao Hou, racking his brains to ask questions.

As he asked more and more questions.

The silk thread in Yu Changchun's palm also began to shine with a cold luster...

Thinking of how he swore to Li Zhi before, saying that he would succeed in recruiting within three days.

He faintly felt that this handyman was probably about to slap him in the face.

But it doesn't matter.

He doesn't care about a dead man.

Fingers move.

At the gate of Ding 87 Village in the distance, Lao Hou's body trembled imperceptibly, and the luster in his eyes faded quietly, replaced by a icy coldness.

At the same time, under the dirty and white-washed Taoist robe, a thin crack slowly opened at the waist of the old Hou, and sharp white bones slid slowly and silently, Swimming around his body, it finally slipped onto his arm.

Then, Lao Hou raised his hand, as if to say goodbye to Wang Ba.

Under the sleeves, there were dense white bones, showing a trace of coldness.

Aimed at Wang Ba who was unaware.

Protrude slowly.

(End of this chapter)