Longevity, starting from raising chickens

"Two million chips! I want number nine!"

The sudden voice from the crowd made Wang Ba frown slightly before he could speak.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a monk with a beard. He looked relatively normal, but was as tall as a bent bamboo pole. When he raised his hand in the crowd, he stood out like a crane among chickens.

Several monks in uniform stood beside the teleportation array. Upon hearing this, one of them immediately shouted:
"Number nine is a wild outer tire, with a horizontal diameter of 3,160 miles, round on top and pointed at the bottom... There is a good chance of getting a top-grade Taoist treasure. According to the rules, at least 10 million chips are required!"

He said a bunch of seemingly professional words, which were obviously terms used to judge what was inside the world.

Wang Ba didn’t quite understand what he heard, but he became more and more certain that the fragments of the Wind-driving Staff might be hidden in this world.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo-like monk hesitated for only a moment, then raised his hand again:
"Ten million is ten million!"

"I want it!"

Such a generous style immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.

Ten million chips is not a small number. Even a force like Baigui Mountain only has a reserve of more than three million chips at hand, but this cultivator asked for ten million, which exceeded almost everyone present.

The corpse-cooking ghost king beside him said with a bit of gloating:

"Hey, I'm afraid these 10 million chips are going to go down the drain. He didn't even think about the fact that wild fetuses are extremely rare. If they were really good stuff among the wild fetuses, how could they have been kept until now?"

Wang Ba's heart moved slightly, and he asked:

"Is there something wrong with this number nine fetus?"

The Shifu Ghost King looked around and saw that no one noticed, so he spoke in a low voice:

"That's definitely a problem! Based on my years of experience, there's a 40% chance of finding an innate Dao treasure in this world. That's a pretty high probability, but if you want to find a top-grade Dao treasure, that's basically a one in ten thousand chance!"

Wang Ba frowned when he heard this, looked thoughtfully at the bamboo-like cultivator who raised his hand, and suddenly sent a message to the Ghost King of Corpses.

The Shifu Ghost King was stunned, and looked at Wang Ba in surprise. Seeing that the other party's expression did not change, he hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand and said loudly:

"Number nine, I'll give you 11 million chips!"

There was an uproar.

The bamboo pole monk couldn't help but turn his head back and forth.

The Tengmo Ghost King and Yun Qi and others standing by were all horrified. Xicai couldn't help but pull the Paoshi Ghost King and whispered anxiously:
"Are you crazy? Where do we get so many chips?"

All the chips of the Chitian Palace were in Yun Zaitian's hands. With Yun Zaitian's death, all the chips were naturally reduced to zero. So only Baigui Mountain still had some chips on their side, but they had all been used up just now.

The Ghost King was helpless, but he could only bite the bullet and say:
"There must be some good treasures in this world... If we sell the things we have, we should be able to get some in exchange."

"Even if I sell you off, you're not worth that much!"

Xicai Ghost King said.

The Shika-Pao Ghost King immediately looked at Wang Ba for help.

Wang Ba nodded slightly and helped the corpse-cooking ghost king out of trouble:
"I asked him to bid..."

"you?!"

Fujima Guiwang and others were a little surprised.

But before they could understand, they heard the bamboo-like monk shouting:

"I'll give you 11.5 million chips!"

Then he looked across the crowd at the Ghost King, his eyes like bamboo leaves, and spoke in a slightly cold voice:

"My fellow Daoist... there are many good realm fetuses, why do you have to fight with me for this one!"

At the same time, Yun Qi whispered in Wang Ba's ear:
"This person should be from the 'Dragonfly Realm'. The Dragonfly Realm is somewhat similar to us, located on the edge of the Sea of ​​Chaos, and its strength is not much stronger than that of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain."

"A force similar to that of Baigui Mountain would probably have to worry about the cultivation of their descendants in the future..."

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yun Qi nodded:
"The weaker the force, the more worried it is."

Wang Ba understood, and then quietly conveyed the message to the Ghost King of Corpses.

The corpse-cooking ghost king had no choice but to bite the bullet and shouted loudly:
"Eleven thousand six hundred thousand chips!"

Then he walked towards the bamboo-like monk, forced a smile and said:
"I don't know your name, and I really don't want to have any quarrels with you, but I think this ninth world fetus will surely produce a top-grade innate Taoist treasure. With such a great treasure in front of me, I must fight for it no matter what. I hope you can forgive me."

The bamboo-like monk immediately showed displeasure upon hearing this, and snorted coldly:

"Your Excellency has made a mistake. There is definitely no top-grade innate Dao treasure in here! It's better to save your chips! Eleven thousand six hundred and fifty thousand! This world fetus, I am determined to get it!"

He said he was determined to win, but he only added a little bit, and it was obvious that the number of chips he had in hand had reached the limit.

When the people around heard the conversation between the Bamboo Pole Monk and the Corpse-Cooking Ghost King, they also became interested.

People in the crowd started to bid higher prices.

However, several monks wearing the same robes beside the teleportation array frowned slightly. The only middle-aged monk with a yellow face who had been sitting suddenly stood up, raised his hand and saluted everyone, then said in a calm voice:
"Everyone..."

Although there were only two words, they drowned out the voices of all the monks around.

Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu in the crowd looked slightly stern.

He looked at the monk carefully and found that although he was short in stature and had a clumsy face, his eyes were bright at this moment. There was also a black jar shadow hanging on his head. It looked ancient and mysterious, exuding an awe-inspiring aura, and controlling his own Taoist domain.

"It's a top-grade innate Taoist treasure!"

"Seventh level Dao realm!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, feeling a little surprised and solemn.

Fujima Ghost King introduced at the right time through voice transmission:
"To be able to open a gambling shop here and set up a teleportation array here, I'm afraid ordinary forces are not qualified... It's normal for such a person to be here."

Wang Hao nodded slightly.

The seventh-level Dao realm should be the most advanced in this sea of ​​chaos.

The fact that a seventh-level Dao Realm master can personally take charge of the matter shows how attractive the benefits of Wanbaofang are.

Seeing that all the monks had quieted down, the middle-aged yellow-faced monk nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Everyone, I am honored to be the deputy owner of Wanbaofang. It is our honor to have you sell treasures here. However, since you are here, you must abide by the rules here. You can make an offer, but according to the old rules, you need to verify your capital before making an offer. If you do not have enough chips to make an offer, please go and exchange the chips first. Our store can also evaluate and exchange chips on your behalf..."

He paused, then looked at the Corpse Cooking Ghost King and the bamboo-like monk, and said:

"You two were the first to make an offer. Would you be willing to show us your respective chip counts?"

"Why don't you dare?"

The bamboo-like monk snorted coldly, flipped up his sleeves, and revealed a token-like object, which he then put away in a flash.

The middle-aged yellow-faced monk nodded immediately, and then looked at the Corpse-Cooking Ghost King.

The corpse-cooking ghost king's expression remained unchanged:

"I haven't changed yet, I'll go change it right away."

Hearing this, there was a burst of booing around.

The bamboo-like monk also looked unhappy.

The middle-aged yellow-faced monk shook his head slightly when he heard this, but did not say much. He just said in a gentle voice:
"My shop also provides a token exchange service. You can go and exchange tokens at any time. However, for now, this number nine world fetus can only be opened by this fellow Taoist."

At this moment, the Ghost King of Corpses suddenly received Wang Ba's voice transmission, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he nodded:
"Okay, okay, then open it for this fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he shrank back into the crowd in disappointment.

"Are there any other Taoist friends who want to open this number nine world fetus?"

The middle-aged yellow-faced monk glanced around.

However, most of the people who often watch here have some vision and do not think that this No. 9 world fetus can produce anything good, and they all shake their heads.

The middle-aged yellow-faced monk then looked at the bamboo monk and said in a gentle voice:

"Since no one is competing for it, and the offer made by the fellow Taoist just now is invalid because his capital has not been verified, you can still open the ninth world fetus with a minimum of 10 million chips. Do you still want to continue?"

The bamboo monk did not hesitate:
"open!"

Next to Wang Ba, the Shifu Ghost King who was hiding in the crowd whispered:
"This Wanbaofang doesn't actually make money from selling world fetuses, but from the people who gamble on treasures around them. That's why they are so easy to talk to. Mountain Master, don't be fooled by the people in Wanbaofang."

He had suffered losses in the past, so he knew the ins and outs of it well.

Then he wondered:
"The mountain master was determined to get this number nine fetus just now, why did he suddenly let me back out?"

Wang Ba smiled faintly and shook his head slightly:
"It's okay, I just found a more interesting one."

"More interesting?"

The Ghost King was stunned and scratched his head, but he still couldn't figure out what Wang Ba was thinking.

Soon, the Bamboo Pole Monk paid 10 million chips with a painful look on his face. Then, although he suppressed his excitement, he still stared at the slowly opening teleportation array with anticipation.

The matter of opening the world can only be done by the people of Wanbaofang. Of course, there are countless capable people here, and the people of Wanbaofang dare not cheat, so no one is worried.

During this process, Wanbaofang also opened a market, with some people betting on Daobao, some betting on waste fetuses, some betting on divine beasts, etc. Those who bet on Daobao even detailed several innate cloud bans.

Seeing Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu crowded in front of the betting board with great interest, Wang Ba's heart moved slightly. He asked Tengmo Ghost King to give all the remaining chips and some chips to Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu, and sent a message to Yu Wuhen to bet on Daobao.

While the teleportation array was being activated, Wang Ba once again sensed the existence of the fragments of the Wind-Resisting Staff.

However, he did not look at the ninth realm fetus, but instead looked at the bamboo pole monk, remembering the other party's figure and aura in his mind.

Finally, the teleportation array was successfully opened and the market was closed.

The cultivator who had opened the world fetus before flew in again, and then stopped in front of the largest, dark black world fetus inside.

"Daobao!"

"Mythical beast!"

"Disaster!"

"..."

The suppressed voices in the crowd seemed like a dull torrent, impacting the venue.

Wang Ba couldn't help but look at this inky black world seriously. Although he already had a strong premonition, he still felt a little worried at this moment.

wow——

Then the monk in front of the inky black realm raised his hand and made a stroke!
The next moment, the world fetus that seemed as big as a continent was suddenly cut smoothly in the middle and fell to both sides!

Then, under the excited gaze of the bamboo monk and the nervous gaze of the crowd.

A palm-sized stone that looked like green jade suddenly flew out at an extremely fast speed.

But it was grabbed by the monk!

The realm of Tao and magical power were stimulated.

The green jade stone shook slightly, and then diffracted five green innate cloud-ban phantoms in all directions!
"Daobao! Haha! I bet right!"

"Fuck you! Why is it Daobao again!"

"I bet on the wrong thing. It's not even a mid-level item. Such a big world fetus only produced a low-level Taoist treasure. It's rubbish!"

The corpse-cooking ghost king gloated:
"I spent 10 million to get a low-grade Xiantian Dao treasure. Haha, this is going to cost me a lot of money!"

However, when Wang Ba looked at the green jade, there was a hint of suppressed joy in his eyes.

Really are!
His perception was correct. There were indeed fragments of the Wind-driving Staff in this world!
Although I don't know why the fragments of the Wind-driving Staff appeared in the world, the innate cloud ban stimulated by this jade is exactly the same as that in the Wind-driving Staff. This is beyond doubt. His heart moved slightly, and his eyes swept over the bamboo monk. The other party had no expression on his face, and it was hard to tell whether he was sad or happy.

At this moment.

At the other end of the teleportation array, the cultivator who had just opened the world suddenly changed his expression!
He turned his head and looked in a direction that no one in the market could see, then shouted angrily:
"who?!"

The voice came through the teleportation array, with a hint of shock and anger.

Wang Ba and others as well as the surrounding cultivators were all shocked!
At this time, the middle-aged yellow-faced monk who had been standing next to the teleportation array was also startled when he heard the noise, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

However, the cultivator who was in the world-opening fetus at the other end of the teleportation array was too busy to answer.

Several figures could be vaguely seen from the teleportation array. They were all wearing identical robes, but at this moment, they all looked extremely solemn, with Dao domains and Dao treasures energized all over their bodies. They then quickly flew out of the range that everyone could see, seemingly to fight the enemy...

At the moment of this shocking change, the middle-aged yellow-faced monk's expression changed slightly, and he said anxiously:
"I'll go take a look!"

After saying that, he rushed into the teleportation array!
The people behind did not dare to delay, and a few more people flew in. Then, dozens of monks in similar clothes appeared from nowhere, quickly surrounded the teleportation array, and at the same time cleared away the monks who were watching from the surrounding area.

The whole process happened so fast that many people were unable to react.

"My Daobao!"

In the crowd, the bamboo monk's eyes were dull, and then he finally reacted. He shouted anxiously, and even couldn't help flying over.

At this moment, a man quickly flew out from among the monks who were maintaining order in Wanbaofang. He had an ugly and stern face, and with a cruel and vicious intention, he flew in front of the bamboo pole monk, threw out a token, and said in a cold voice:
"The low-grade innate Dao treasure of Wudao Yunjin has a market price of 130,000 chips in the market town. Here are 200,000 chips as compensation to you!"

"I don't want this!"

The bamboo monk's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily:

"I only want the piece that was just opened!"

He spent more than 10 million and originally thought that he could get it all back, but in the end, he was about to get nothing. How could he not be anxious!
The monk's eyes suddenly turned cold:
"Are you looking for trouble?"

The innate Taoist treasure of the Five Innate Cloud Bans can be found almost everywhere in this market. He is willing to pay two hundred thousand to compensate the other party, which is already a small compensation considering that the other party has suffered a loss of tens of millions.

As a result, the other party seemed to want to deliberately control him, which was simply courting death!

If it weren't in the market...

Feeling the murderous intent in the eyes of the monk from Wanbaofang, the bamboo pole monk, who was originally anxious and furious, suddenly felt his heart tighten and was about to say something.

But suddenly, a burst of shocked and angry screams were heard coming from the portal!

I could even vaguely hear the middle-aged yellow-faced monk's voice full of fear and shouting:
"... Where do you come from? How dare you kill me, Wanbaofang..."

However, before he could finish his words, he heard a cry of pain from the middle-aged yellow-faced monk!
Then, the other end of the teleportation array suddenly became strangely silent!
The monk from Wanbaofang, who had a stern look on his face, suddenly changed expression in shock!

The people around also looked frightened and subconsciously retreated to the back.

Even some cautious people have fled in all directions.

Although there are many hidden talents in the market town and many major forces working together to maintain it, danger rarely occurs, but no one dares to gamble with his or her life.

"Quickly close the teleportation array!"

There were still some monks in Wanbaofang who were quick to react and immediately shouted in a deep voice.

"But the deputy master..."

"Hurry! Don't delay!"

Amidst the hurried conversation, the portal slammed shut!
And almost at the same time.

In the huge phantom hanging next to the teleportation gate, in the corresponding grids of No. 9, No. 25, No. 47, No. 96..., huge flying magic weapons of different appearances and styles slowly appeared in the image.

Above these flying magical instruments, there are flags hung with the same pattern embroidered on them.

"Jade Pot Realm!"

"It's someone from the Jade Pot Realm!"

Seeing the flag, the crowd around exploded with a bang.

Suspicion, disbelief, anger...

The monks from Wanbaofang also looked shocked and angry.

The next moment, he seemed to realize that he was being watched.

Countless streams of light suddenly flew out from these ships, and then the shadows corresponding to number nine, number twenty-five... these grids were silently extinguished in an instant!
At this moment, the entire Wanbaofang area was terribly quiet!
At almost the same time, dozens of figures rushed in from every corner of the market.

The aura of these people is all powerful and solemn, which makes people feel frightened.

As if they had received the message, everyone's faces were solemn at this moment.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and there was a sense that a storm was about to come!
Soon, the people from Wanbaofang began to pay out the money one by one and asked all the guests to leave.

Although most people wanted to continue watching the subsequent changes, Wanbaofang was still directly isolated, and everyone had no choice but to retreat.

On the streets of Daobaowu.

"I didn't expect that the Yuhu Realm would actually take the initiative to attack the Wanbaofang Realm Embryo. Are they crazy..."

Yun Qi and the five ghost kings all looked incredulous.

Only Fujimo Ghost King frowned, still seeming a little unconvinced.

The others who were from the Ogura world didn't feel anything.

For example, Yu Wuhen and Yu Yu, they just hit the jackpot and earned hundreds of thousands of chips. Although it was not a lot, they both laughed very happily.

Wang Ba was also in a bad mood.

Seeing a piece of the Wind-Repelling Staff fragment slip away from his grasp, he really couldn't accept it.

But now even the teleportation gate was closed, and the things had most likely fallen into the hands of the people who attacked Wanbaofang. It was impossible for him to get them anymore.

I no longer dared to hold out hope.

But at this moment he didn't have time to think about it and looked around.

"Master, what are you looking for?"

Fujima Ghost King asked doubtfully.

Wang Ba's eyes lit up:
"found it!"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace and with a few hurried steps, he landed in front of the bamboo-like monk who was dispersing with the crowd.

Everyone followed quickly.

The bamboo monk looked a little ugly at the moment. When he suddenly saw Wang Ba and the others, he immediately took two steps back cautiously. His eyes quickly swept back and forth between Wang Ba and the others. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:
"Everyone, I just bought the number nine world fetus, and I have lost tens of millions of chips in vain. I have also stepped on the landmine for you. Why are you still so aggressive... Besides, if we take action here, there will be no good results!"

But he regarded Wang Ba and the others as those seeking revenge.

Wang Ba smiled slightly, with a gentle attitude:

"Brother Dao, you worry too much. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Meeting is destiny... I am the master of the Original Demon Mountain. I see that you have suffered a lot this time. Are you interested in doing business? Perhaps you can make up for some of the losses."

"Doing business?"

The bamboo monk was slightly stunned and did not quite understand what Wang Ba meant.

Wang Ba directly took out a jade porcelain bottle and gently threw it to the other party.

"This is……"

The Bamboo Pole Monk took the jade porcelain bottle hesitantly, opened the stopper carefully, and sniffed it gently.

Then he frowned slightly:

"Spiritual food?"

"But the grade doesn't seem to be high...it seems to be of no use to us."

Wang Ba was not in a hurry after hearing this, but the Tengmo Ghost King beside him turned his eyes and said:

"It's useless to us, but what about those young people?"

"This……"

The Bamboo Pole Monk was awakened by the Vine Grinding Ghost King, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He lowered his head to look at the white porcelain bottle in his hand, then raised his head again, glanced around, and then looked at Wang Ba, his eyes more serious, and whispered:
"I wonder how much it costs? How much?"

"Haha, we have as many as you want. As for the price..."

Wang Ba paused, then smiled and said:

"It depends on what you can offer in exchange."

"What do you want in exchange?"

The bamboo monk looked hesitant.

Then he gritted his teeth, took out a khaki hammer-like innate Taoist treasure from his sleeve, and handed it to Wang Ba.

"This is a mid-grade Xiantian Dao treasure, with fourteen Xiantian cloud prohibitions. In the market, it usually costs 800,000 chips. I don't want more, I just want to exchange it for 100,000 bottles of this..."

Wang Ba was secretly surprised by the price offered by the other party.

This price is not low, it can even be said to be very high.

A mid-grade Taoist treasure that can be used even by a cultivator at the fusion stage was only exchanged for spiritual food made from several thousand fourth-level spiritual beasts. This can be said to be a huge profit.

However, Wang Ba only glanced at it lightly, threw the Taoist treasure back, and then shook his head slightly:
"not enough."

The bamboo monk frowned slightly:
"I don't want much. The price of fourth-tier spiritual food is about this..."

Wang Ba smiled faintly and said:
"No, I mean, I don't like this Taoist treasure of yours. It doesn't suit me very well. I am good at wind magic. If you have a mid-grade wind-attributed Taoist treasure, let alone 100,000 bottles, even if you add another 50,000, it won't be a problem."

"Of course, my requirements are not low. It would be best if I had seventeen or eighteen innate cloud restrictions, which is only one step away from reaching the upper grade."

"Wind attribute?"

The bamboo monk's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of agitation in his eyes.

That stone was no longer possible to obtain, and although the treasure in hand seemed to have great potential, it would undoubtedly plummet in value if it could not be put together.

If we can squeeze out the final value of this treasure, it wouldn't be...

"Are you sure it's 150,000?"

The bamboo monk asked through gritted teeth.

If 150,000 bottles of such spiritual food were traded with other forces, the profit alone could bring in several million chips.

Wang Ba raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised:
"Do you really have it? If it's appropriate, then it's easy to talk about it."

"Then let me talk for a moment."

The bamboo monk gritted his teeth.

Wang Ba gave Tengmo Ghost King and the others a look, then followed the Bamboo Pole Monk to a secluded place.

The Bamboo Pole Monk looked around, then gritted his teeth and opened his palms.

A stone exactly the same as the green jade in the ninth world embryo just now lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

The magic power was slightly stimulated, and eighteen innate cloud-ban shadows slowly flowed around.

At this moment, the Wind-Repelling Staff in Wang Ba’s soul suddenly lit up!
Wang Ba was slightly excited:
"My guess was right! He really has the fragment of the Wind-Exorcist Staff!" (End of this chapter)