Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"I didn't expect that, senior brother, you have experienced so much in the past few years."

Moved to a deserted wilderness.

Wang Ba and Zhao Feng sat on the floor, talking about their respective gains after several years of separation.

Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh sincerely as he listened to Zhao Feng's brief account of his experience.

He had killed the fat monk before. Although he was surprised by the opponent's vulnerability, he was also shocked.

When I suddenly saw Zhao Feng appear, I thought there was another strong enemy and almost took action.

At the moment when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he couldn't believe his eyes.

After all, it would be understandable to see Zhao Feng outside the Dongsheng Station, but seeing him outside the Jiantao Station would be too bizarre and coincidental.

But things in the world are indeed coincidences.

Zhao Feng went all the way south and walked an unknown distance, but he happened to arrive near the Tianmen Sect's residence in Yan State.

In fact, it won't be long before Zhao Feng will definitely know about the existence of Jiantao's station, even if he doesn't meet Wang Yan.

And it has to be said that Zhao Feng's experience in the past few years can indeed be called rich.

Unlike Wang Ba, who has been hiding in the Tianmen Sect and only recently had the courage to come out for activities after building the foundation, Zhao Feng's experience is undoubtedly much richer.

Since it has no physical body and is purely condensed by the soul in the soul-nurturing bead, it does not have many means of protection, so it is subject to the prying eyes of many demon cultivators along the way.

Everyone wants to surrender it and use it as support.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Feng's sword heart was clear, and the soul that grew from the soul-nurturing bead after the soul was separated was extremely pure, so his progress in the way of swordsmanship could be said to be rapid.

In addition, his own cultivation level and combat power are extremely high, and he has few opponents.

Break all laws with one force.

Therefore, along the way, no matter how many demonic cultivators were there, they all failed.

And he also had another adventure, and happened to obtain the method of condensing the divine soul. Now he is not afraid of those methods that specifically target the divine soul. As long as he reaches a higher level of soul-raising beads and survives the thunder tribulation, he can use this to achieve great results. Golden elixir.

When the golden elixir is perfected, he can completely get rid of the shackles of the soul-raising beads, and he can also hope to get a glimpse of the Yuanying Avenue.

Although Zhao Feng said it in a relaxed and concise way, Wang Yan could imagine the difficulties and dangers involved.

After all, although the Tianmen Sect is severely exploited, it at least ensures the safety of the monks within the sect.

And when Zhao Feng is walking outside, there is no safety at all.

I'm afraid only a swordsman like Zhao Feng, who is not afraid of strong enemies and becomes braver with each battle, can adapt.

"Compared to my senior brother, my experience is much less interesting."

Wang Yan sighed.

Zhao Feng couldn't agree with Wang Ba's words.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Everyone's method is different."

"Junior brother, on the other hand, even though he is in the mud of Tianmen Sect, his aura is rarely pure and thick, and his foundation is even more flawless, which is especially rare."

"In comparison, it's easier for me."

As he said that, he couldn't help but think of the shocking scene he had just seen.

After just a few years, he never expected that Wang Yan would make such great progress. Not only did he become a foundation-building monk, he even mastered a powerful second-level spell.

Under the sudden attack of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, although there were spiritual beasts blocking the way, Wang Ba was bought time.

But Wang Yan's exquisite use of second-level spells and his ability to hide needles still amazed him.

Hidden needles may seem simple, but the simpler the routine, the more effective it is.

Without extremely deep mana control, it is simply impossible to achieve perfect coordination between magic weapons and spells.

Even if others want to copy Wang Yan's tricks, it will not be that easy.

At least, there are so many foundation-building monks, how many can master second-level powerful spells?

The time just to improve one's cultivation is not enough, and there is no energy and resources to learn these. Most of them just learn ordinary spells and use magic weapons to replace powerful spells.

But in many cases, it still cannot replace the value of spells.

The monk in the middle stage of foundation building who died in Wang Ba's hands probably had a deep understanding of this.

Speaking of the sneak attack just now, although Wang Yan was still a little scared, he was also a little confused.

"It's strange to say that this person is clearly in the middle stage of foundation building, but he doesn't seem to be as strong as he thought."

Although there is some suspicion of boasting, Wang Yan does feel that this 'high-level cultivator' is somewhat unexpectedly vulnerable.

Comparing the middle stage of foundation building with the early stage of foundation building, it is not the difference in name, but there is a clear gap in the richness of mana between the two.

Ordinarily, with the mana strength of a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, even if Wang Yan holds a second-level powerful spell, he still needs to spend a lot of mana to break through the opponent's mana barrier. After that, if he wants to break through the opponent's defensive magic weapon, it will almost be impossible. impossible.

However, what surprised him was that the opponent's magic barrier was broken in front of him, as if it were made of paper.

Zhao Feng shook his head slightly when he heard this and answered Wang Hao's doubts:

"This is the difference between casual cultivators and sect monks. Comparatively speaking, most casual cultivators have very weak foundations. Whether it is the strength of magic power, spells, or skills, they are far inferior to those of sect monks. This also leads to the fact that even if most casual cultivators enter the foundation building realm, it is mostly just a matter of luck. Normally, they may be able to rely on their higher realm to overwhelm others with their realm. Once they meet someone with a strong foundation and majestic power like you, A monk will naturally collapse at the first touch."

"Based on what I've encountered in the past few years, among casual cultivators, monks in the early stages of foundation building will basically not be my junior brother's opponent unless they have some weird means."

"In the mid-term, with the addition of these spiritual beasts, junior brother should be able to be unafraid of most mediocre casual cultivators."

"But in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, even if you are a casual cultivator, Junior Brother must pay attention. In this realm, the weak is very weak and the strong is extremely strong. Even if I now feel that I have reached the limit of the Foundation Establishment, I meet a strange person. Even the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment dare not say that they will win."

After hearing Zhao Feng's explanation and warning, Wang Hao was stunned and nodded slightly, indicating that he had taken it to heart.

However, I was still in a daze.

For a long time, the Tianmen Sect was surrounded by high-level monks. In addition, he had been focusing on improving his cultivation level and rarely fought with others in person. Therefore, he always felt that he was too weak and tried to avoid fights with monks of the same level.

However, I never expected that now that I was in the foundation-building realm, I could be considered a little master without even realizing it.

Even a monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building suddenly died in his own hands.

This made him feel dazed and a little happy.

"But junior brother, don't take it lightly. When you deal with your opponents, there are still many things worth discussing."

Zhao Feng seemed to see Wang Hao's uneasiness, and struck him unceremoniously.

Wang Ba was not angry either. The friendship between the two didn't care about this. Hearing this, he quickly asked for advice.

Zhao Feng also did not hesitate to give pointers, pointing out one by one his shortcomings exposed in the battle just now.

"Be sure to hide your aura!"

"Not vigilant enough...not aware of the enemy's situation..."

"Always be ready to summon magical weapons, attack with attack, and seize time..."

After some guidance, Zhao Feng even personally taught Wang Yan a set of spells to conceal his aura - "The Art of No Light".

"This technique can greatly restrain the aura. Although it cannot change the exposed state, it can make people misjudge your strength."

As he spoke, the sharp aura on Zhao Feng's body that made people feel vigilant instantly became inconspicuous.

This feeling makes him look even more ordinary and mediocre than the fat monk just now.

Even though Wang Hao had not had much contact with other late-stage foundation-building monks, when he saw Zhao Feng, he felt that "he is nothing more than this".

I was suddenly surprised.

Compared with directly hiding one's own realm, this spell has other advantages.

To put it simply, would you be afraid of an enemy who is short but full of tendons, or would you be afraid of a tall enemy who looks like he has been drained by alcohol and sex?

Although the metaphor is inappropriate, "The Art of No Light" has such an effect.

People can tell at a glance that although they have realm, they are actually very weak.

Most people, at least at the same level, will not pay too much attention when they see such a person.

"Senior brother, you are still taller!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

It’s so gloomy!

I didn’t expect that a swordsman like Senior Brother Zhao could actually play this trick.

But Wang Yan liked it very much.

Zhao Feng laughed when he heard this: "If you don't have some tricks, how can you avoid the open and hidden arrows of those monks?"

"If you practice well as soon as possible, you will have an extra chance to travel outside."

Wang Hao nodded seriously.

Under Zhao Feng's careful guidance, he quickly got in.

It didn't take long to get the hang of it.

"Junior brother is really talented."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but look surprised when he saw this.

When he first learned this spell, it took him several months to master it. However, his junior brother only learned it in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that he did have extraordinary talent in the art.

Only Wang Yan himself knew what was going on.

[Current life span-1.4 years]

Just cheating.

"It's a pity that in the past few years, I have never been able to find a solution to the problem of sending souls."

Zhao Feng suddenly sighed.

Wang Ba was not too disappointed when he heard this.

In his spirit beast bag now, there is a sinister-eating insect parasitic on a first-order high-grade spirit turtle.

This Yin-eating insect has grown very quickly, and now it has perfectly concealed the spiritual aura of the spirit turtle. Wang Yan cannot feel it anyway.

As soon as the Tuoshen Candle is completed, he can test whether the Yin-Eating Insects can really hide completely.

Once it is confirmed to be effective, his idea of ​​leaving Tianmen Sect will become possible.

After thinking about it, one person was short-term and two people were wise. He simply called out the spirit turtle and let Zhao Feng experience it for himself.

"There are such strange spiritual insects that can hide the soul."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but look shocked when he saw this parasitized spirit turtle.

Because even he couldn't detect the divine aura on this turtle at all.

However, after hearing that the Yin-eating Insects needed to be parasitized to have such an effect, he frowned slightly and immediately pointed out a direction to Wang Yan.

"Junior brother, have you ever heard of the 'Second Dantian'?"

"Second Dantian?"

Wang Ba looked puzzled.

"It's normal for junior brother not to know. This is an idea put forward by a senior expert in the cultivation world. It is to solve the difficult problem of practitioners' breaking through."

Zhao Feng said:

"This senior has observed the difficulties of countless monks in cultivation and found that many monks have good talents, but they are still stuck before the bottleneck and cannot break through. The reason is that the background and foundation are not enough, so he thought of creating another dantian. In the second dantian After practicing it again, the two will work together and since they come from the same source, they will be able to pass the test together, and naturally they will be able to easily enter a higher realm."

Hearing this idea, Wang Yan couldn't help but look shocked and couldn't help but ask:

"Did this senior succeed?"

"Successful. There was a similar technique in the Dongsheng Sect's collection in the past. Unfortunately, it was extremely difficult to practice. Plus, I didn't need it at the time, so even though I knew about it, I didn't take a closer look."

Zhao Feng looked regretful and then said: "Junior brother, you might as well go to the major ghost markets. Maybe you can come across such a technique. Using the second dantian to parasitize this insect should solve the junior brother's troubles."

Wang Hao nodded, feeling more hopeful in his heart.

If he could find a way to open up his second Dantian, Wang Ba's worries would be solved, and he would then be able to let the shadow-eating insects parasitize and hide his soul.

However, what made him still a little hesitant was that after all, the shadow-eating insect worm still had a mother insect. If he really escaped from the Tianmen Sect by using the method of parasitism of the shadow-eating insect insect, he would still need to deal with the Lin Zhenxiu from Jinhe City.

Of course, this is something that needs to be considered later. With Senior Brother Zhao here, it can definitely be solved.

"By the way, senior brother, you said before that you wanted to understand the thunder tribulation..."

Wang Yan couldn't help but glance at King Wu Yuan beside him, who was holding the spirit chicken essence and taking it. At the same time, his body was bloody and covered with ointment.

If King Wuyu hadn't jumped out to block the mid-stage foundation-building monk, he would have been seriously injured by the hammer-shaped magic weapon the moment he encountered him.

After being blasted by the second-order Tianleizi, his whole body exploded, but King Wuyuan still stayed at the front, buying Wang Ba time to take action.

This victory was due to King Wu Yuan who took the greatest credit.

But it was also seriously injured.

Although the injury improved a lot with the use of the spiritual chicken essence and the elixir prepared by Wang Yan before, it was obviously too dangerous to survive the tribulation in this state.

Zhao Feng glanced at the Wu Ape King, with a flash of admiration in his eyes: "Let's wait until it recovers. This spiritual ape is indeed a treasure to protect the Tao."

Wang Hao nodded when he heard this and prepared to put away the Wu Yuan King.

However, to Wang Ba's surprise, King Wuyu expressed his opposition for the first time.

Two gray-haired palms kept pointing toward the sky.

"Do you want to survive the thunder tribulation now?"

Wang Hao frowned slightly, vaguely understanding its meaning.

King Wu Yuan seemed to understand what Wang Yan said and nodded quickly.

His eyes were filled with determination.

"But your current state is really..."

"Hee hee hee!"

King Wuyu was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears.

"no!"

Wang Hao decisively refused.

He didn't want King Wuyu to take risks, not only because he had spent a lot of precious resources on King Wuyu, but also because of King Wuyu's performance just now, Wang Ba truly accepted this little ape in his heart.

However, Wu Yuan King's reaction made Zhao Feng unable to stand it.

"Junior brother, why don't you just let it try? All things have animism, so they won't take the initiative to die."

Zhao Feng said.

After hearing Zhao Feng's words, Wang Ba showed hesitation.

However, he never expected that King Wu Yuan would kneel respectfully in front of Wang Ba, clasping his plush palms together and kowtow.

Seeing King Wuyu acting like this, Wang Yan finally relaxed.

"That's it! This is the path you chose!"

Wang Ba sighed.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Yuan King poured another drop of the divine dew originally reserved for Bu Chan.

At the same time, he also gave it a lot of spiritual chicken essence and spiritual fruits.

Later, after King Wuyu absorbed them all, he finally quietly deposited a small amount of longevity energy into King Wuyu.

next moment.

The sky grew dark.

Wisps of dark clouds began to gather above King Wuyu.

Wang Ba and Zhao Feng both took the initiative to retreat.

The other spirit beasts that were released also hurriedly fled behind Wang Ba as if a disaster was imminent.

The parasitized spirit turtle, after feeling the vast power of heaven in the sky, was so frightened that it shrank into its shell.

However, the attention of Wang Ba and Zhao Feng all fell on the sky.

Compared with before, the power gathered in the dark clouds seemed no different.

This made Wang Yan feel a little relieved.

Soon, dark clouds gathered.

Immediately, a silver thunderbolt as thick as a water snake struck down.

…

Jinhe City.

suburbs.

Near Li Sanwan.

Lin Xiwen stood empty in mid-air.

At this moment, he was holding the neck of a monk in green clothes who looked like a dead dog with one hand, and a cold look appeared on his ancient face:

"Finally let me catch you!"

"Damn the demon cultivator!"

The green-clothed monk was not dead at this moment, and still carried the mana fluctuations unique to late-stage foundation-building monks, but there was a hint of fear and shock in his eyes.

"You... cough... you are the elder of the 'Five Classics Sect'... aren't you already dead... dead..."

"The devil has some discernment. Did he recognize it from the spell I cast?"

When Lin Xiwen heard that the other party actually yelled at him, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

But then he sneered: "So what if you recognize it? If you die, no one will know about it anymore."

"As for the Five Classics Sect...hehe..."

A squeeze of the palm.

The huge fluctuation of mana directly crushed the green-clothed monk's body into a ball of flesh.

Immediately, a crack suddenly opened in Lin Xiwen's palm, and a strange-looking human-faced insect quickly crawled out of the crack. It noticed the meat ball, and immediately climbed up in surprise and started sucking.

Seeing this, Lin Xiwen showed no expression on his face.

Just quietly watching the meatballs disappear little by little.

Zichong's successive losses filled his heart with anger towards the demon cultivator and the sword cultivator surnamed Zhao.

This time he finally caught the demon cultivator who was arresting casual cultivators near Jinhe City. Otherwise, he would not be able to vent his anger.

But at this moment, the human-faced bug suddenly stopped eating, and the human face on its back actually let out a terrifying scream.

"Are there any worms that are afraid?"

Feeling the emotion coming from the human-faced insect, a hint of coldness suddenly flashed across Lin Xiwen's ancient face.

"It seems there is a devil kid!"

He immediately extended his palm.

The human-faced bug glanced at the ball of flesh reluctantly, and then crawled into the crack.

Lin Xiwen casually called out a black dog with a single horn, and threw the meat ball made by the monk to the black dog.

The black dog sniffed it greedily, but could smell the human breath, but did not dare to eat it.

Lin Xiwen shook his head slightly when he saw this scene.

"Just like your original owner, he has a thief heart but no courage."

He already had a clear idea of ​​Li Qu's thoughts.

But now he really needs a foundation-building monk to help him, otherwise he would have regarded the other party as food for the evil-eating insects.

Just like that high-level cultivator.

But at this moment, the musk dog suddenly started barking.

Lin Xiwen was stunned at first, and then realized what Musk Dog meant, and his eyes couldn't help but light up:

"You smell a familiar smell? Is it that junior from the Tianmen Sect?! Has he left the Tianmen Sect?"