Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Deep in the primitive demon sect.

When Wang Ba breaks into the boundary membrane space, fills the Dao domain, and triggers the boundary membrane to backlash.

The figure of an old man shrouded in a sea of ​​blood suddenly felt something and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, his figure quietly appeared in mid-air, and then he raised his head and looked towards the southern sky.

His eyes seemed to penetrate tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, and he saw five figures around the boundary membrane, as well as the aura faintly leaking out of it.

When he saw the changes on the boundary membrane, he couldn't help but look strange.

"Membrane Eye... Wanxiang Sect, what are you doing again?"

When his eyes swept over the white-clothed figure among the five people, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"Is this his incarnation or his true form? Why is he already in the middle stage of becoming a god?!"

His brows immediately furrowed involuntarily.

A rare sense of urgency flashed through my heart.

He immediately whispered:

"Apply!"

After the words fell, and after a brief delay, a figure quietly appeared behind the old man. Covered in blood, his face was almost invisible, and he bent slightly:

"Shenfu pays homage to His Majesty. I wonder what His Majesty's instructions are?"

The old man had no intention of beating around the bush and asked directly:

"What happened to Wanxiang Sect?"

Shen Fu was slightly startled and said quickly:

"I wonder why the Majesty said that?"

The old man pointed to the southern sky with a slightly annoyed voice:

"There, didn't you see it?"

"I asked you to keep an eye on the movements of the Wanxiang Sect, but you didn't take it to heart at all?"

"You, the sect leader, do you still want to be the sect leader?"

Shen Fu quickly lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Don't hesitate to apply. I just didn't know what your Majesty was referring to... We have also investigated this place. They are heavily guarded and spies can't get in at all..."

The old man's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he was about to get angry.

But I heard Shen Fu say again:

"Fortunately, the disciple bribed a casual cultivator under the Wanxiang Sect before, but I vaguely heard that this Wanxiang Sect seems to be preparing to escape from the world in order to avoid Zhenwu..."

"Escape from the world?"

The old man was suddenly startled, hesitating a little, frowned and said to himself:

"The way of cultivation is very important. If the Xiaocang Realm is occupied by Zhenwu, how can it still accommodate monks? This Wang Ba of Wanxiang Sect should not be so short-sighted, right?"

Shen Fu, shrouded in blood, said in a deep voice:

"I don't want to live in seclusion, but I'm afraid it won't work. The ancestor of Zhenwu has made rapid progress in recent years, even unbelievable. The God of Life and God of War in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods have reached the realm of the God Emperor, but they are still beaten by him. There are many enemies and a life-and-death struggle. If the Kingdom of All Gods hadn’t taken over Jingyuan Continent, raised a large number of mortals, had a profound foundation, and could recover quickly, I would have been wiped out long ago.”

"Although we are still resisting the Zhenwu at sea, the decline has already appeared. We can't tell when we will be swept away. When the Zhenwu comes, the Wanxiang Sect may have some foundation, but how can we resist it?"

The voice was solemn, and one could faintly hear Shen Fu's deep fear of the true martial arts.

The old man shook his head slightly and revealed a secret:

"Most of the Wanxiang Sect has Void Refining. Even if it cannot go all out due to the restrictions of heaven and earth, it is almost impossible for the ancestor of Zhenwu to break through the Wanxiang Sect, at least until he reaches the sixth level, it is absolutely impossible."

"Wanxiang Sect has the practice of refining the void?!"

The blood trembled slightly, revealing the shock in Shen Fu's heart.

"Oh, this is something that I found out when the Wanxiang Sect was conquered by Yang Que, who was called Huangjizhou. It is not to say 100%, but at least 80% possible. The Wanxiang Sect also hid a refining void. !”

"So what you said is impossible. The Wanxiang Sect has been dormant for these years, but now it has done this. I'm afraid it has other plans."

The old man chuckled.

But his eyes were still staring at the south, thinking quickly in his mind, and asked at the same time:

"By the way, let me ask you, is there still no second person in the Zhenwu Dao who can break through the longevity limit?"

Shen Fu suppressed his surprise, then shook his head slightly and said:

"If the information we collected is correct, among the true warriors, except for the ancestor of true martial arts, the one with the highest longevity is still only one hundred and fifty years old. These are basically extremely rare fifth-level true warriors. Musha……"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's still only one hundred and fifty years old, but why can this ancestor of Zhenwu live to this day? He must be more than five hundred years old, right?"

"Almost, almost six hundred."

Shen Fu nodded.

"but……"

He then seemed to think of something and whispered:

"Xiyin went to Huangjizhou in person before and asked about something. It is said that Zhang Chao, the first generation of Zhenwu Dao Martial Saint, betrayed Wang Xu, the ancestor of Zhenwu Dao, for no reason when he was about to be 150 years old. He hid his men and ambushed him. Wang Xu was killed on the spot by Wang Xu..."

The old man was not surprised at all, and casually pointed out the fundamental problem:

"I think he was about to live a long life, but he didn't want to be like this. He felt that Wang Xu was hiding something from him, so he rebelled. Human nature is like this, as the old saying goes, you can't bully others."

Shen Fu nodded and sighed as if he believed deeply:

"Sure enough, the Supreme Being has a keen eye, and he immediately saw the core problem. However, according to the few words left by people around Zhang Chao in the past, Zhang Chao is certain that the ancestor of Zhenwu hid the real "Zhenwu Sutra" just for To prevent other true warriors from shaking his position, he only released the castrated version, enjoying immortality for himself while letting others pave the way for him."

"The real "Zhenwu Jing"?"

The old man looked thoughtful.

Shen Fu promptly took out a pamphlet made of ordinary paper and presented it to the old man.

"This is the latest "Zhenwu Sutra" released by Wang Xu, the ancestor of Zhenwu. This is the seventy-fifth edition he has revised."

The old man didn't refuse, he took the hand and turned it over casually, but soon paused slightly, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face:

"Where's the version you presented to me last time?"

Shen Fu was stunned, and quickly rummaged through the storage artifact for a while, and took out the "Zhen Martial Scripture" on the other side. However, as soon as the booklet was taken out, a burst of green smoke quickly appeared on the surface.

This is an unavoidable situation for ordinary paper. It is fine in a storage instrument. It seems to have been isolated from time and is as new as before. Once taken out, it will quickly lose its color and be destroyed, just like a person growing old in a short period of time.

However, the old man just clicked lightly, and the booklet instantly stopped the aging process.

His consciousness swept over him, and a look of surprise soon appeared in his eyes.

He asked quickly and in a low voice:

"What edition is this?"

Applying without thinking:

"It's the sixty-eighth edition. It was collected about a hundred years ago."

"Your Majesty, is there anything wrong with these two versions?"

"A hundred years ago..."

A trace of shock flashed across the old man's eyes.

Then he seemed to have figured out something, shook his head and said solemnly:

"Have you seen the difference between the two versions?"

Shen Fu shook his head slightly: "I've seen it a few times before, but this kind of technique cannot be practiced and conflicts with our technique, so I didn't read more."

"Then you have to take a good look."

The old man shook his head and sighed:

"There have been so many improvements. This latest version of the "Zhenwu Jing" and the 68th edition can almost be said to be two completely different books!"

"If it was originally a narrow path, it can now be regarded as a grand avenue, but it is incomplete."

"Do you know what this means?"

Immediately, without waiting for Shen Fu's reply, he said directly:

"Either this Wang Xu is a supreme genius who can make rapid progress in understanding the great ways and constantly innovate in just a hundred years."

"Either this Wang Xu has a big secret hidden in him!"

"The big secret?"

I have some doubts about applying:

"Is it related to his longevity?"

But this time, the old man did not answer his questions anymore. He put away the two pamphlets with some solemnity and warned:

"Zhenwu, keep watching! If there are any changes in Wang Xu, you must report to me immediately!"

Shen Fu quickly responded, then hesitated and asked:

"What about Wanxiang Sect?"

"Wanxiang Sect?"

The old man looked at the southern dome again, a cold look flashed in his eyes:

"Wang Yan is very thoughtful and has many connections. I'm afraid none of you can be his match. This time, I'm here to keep an eye on him personally!"

Shen Fu's expression remained unchanged, he bowed and retreated, and then quickly disappeared.

Only the old man's eyes were left looking into the distance, thoughtfully.

…

within the membrane space.

An incense burner with three legs, two ears and nine holes flew out of Wang Ba's sleeve first, quickly enlarged, rotated and pressed downwards!

at the same time.

An ancient compass, a yellow gourd, and an old hoe also flew out quickly.

Then the Yuyang drum, which was obviously much less damaged, jumped out, and the drumsticks struck hard, causing the surrounding fog to vibrate.

Five different voices also sounded alternately.

"It looks like this in the boundary membrane space. It's quite an experience!"

"Haha, Wuhe, you and Pan Ji haven't left the sect for many years, so you've lost a lot of knowledge!"

"Jiukong and Wuhe don't have much knowledge, but I am different."

"Yes, yes, you Panji have reconciled many secret realms and are well versed in the changes in the boundary membrane, right?"

"Heh...Yuyang, hoeers, why didn't you two say anything?"

"What are you saying? Hurry up and help Mr. Wang demarcate this space!"

"Yes, Pan Ji, since you are good at this, then it's up to you."

"Oh, just take a look!"

The five great patriarchs chatted quickly among themselves.

Wang Ba was holding his head up to the sky and was unable to salute, but he still said respectfully:

"Wang Ba thanks all the ancestors!"

"Boy Wang, as long as I am here, you can rest assured!"

The compass swayed slightly, and the first big grin responded.

In the yellow-skinned gourd, the generous voice of the Five Rivers Patriarch came:

"Wang Yan, Pan Ji is best at reconciling the secret realm, you can rest assured to arrange it."

Luo Pan interrupted rudely:

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. For the hoeer, you go to the east and work there. For Yuyang, you go to the west. For Jiukong, you go to the north. For Wuhe, you go to the south."

"I'll be in the middle to support you, Mr. Wang, just keep opening up!"

The four great patriarchs all knew that Patriarch Panji was good at this, and this was a critical moment, so even Yuyang was quite obedient, and immediately flew in four directions according to Patriarch Panji's arrangements.

Patriarch Panji was hanging around Wang Ba, with the pointer spinning rapidly, as if he was calculating something.

With the help of the five great masters to suppress it, the space that was about to collapse after being squeezed out by the boundary membrane quickly stabilized.

Even if some places collapsed, there were ice Taoists outside the membrane eye who immediately took action to freeze and delay the time. At the same time, the compass made timely arrangements and the five great ancestors cooperated with each other.

In this way, it was possible to maintain the stability of the space without continuing to collapse on a large scale.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yan did not hesitate and took a deep breath.

The next moment, a golden and black giant elephant roared to the sky and made fire with its four hooves.

‘Yo——’

A sound like a cry.

Giant Moro elephants with heads tens of feet high flew out one after another, arranged in a formation, and then turned into a white feather belt, passed between Wang Ba's arms, and floated behind Wang Ba.

Piao Piao looks like a fairy!

With the addition of this feather belt, Wang Yan's body suddenly grew taller again!

The Taoist robe instantly became tight on the body.

It seems to be blessed by infinite blood and strength!

This is the purpose of the 'Moro Giant Elephant Dao Weapon', which can bless the user with infinite vitality, strength and defense.

One thousand five hundred feet, two thousand feet...

In the blink of an eye, it was four thousand feet, and it was still stretching upward.

Wang Ba's body shape suddenly stopped at this moment!

"It can't be expanded any more! Once it is spread too big, it will become weak..."

A hint of alarm flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, thousands of Dao realms finally flew out, filling the space created by Wang Ba.

Under Wang Ba's urging, it turned into a massive amount of mist, quickly filling the entire space.

Darkness replaced the original gray.

The eyes cannot see and the ears cannot hear.

Only divine consciousness is barely available in it.

"This first step of opening up the aperture is completed. The next step is to clear the turbidity!"

A trace of solemnity flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.

Even though he had practiced it alone countless times, he still felt a rare trace of nervousness in his heart at this moment.

The gate of purity and turbidity is extremely important. If the opening is wrong, it will directly lead to the final failure of 'opening the door'.

Then more than three hundred years of hard work will be in vain.

Although it would take much less time to do it again than the first time, he still dared not forget what Xuan Yuanzi said in the past.

"There are only more than a hundred years left before the five-hundred-year catastrophe... We must leave a way out first!"

He and the Wanxiang Sect have reached this stage and must not take risks easily before someone wins.

The dojo was the only most suitable escape route he could choose.

Not only for him, but also for everyone around him who cares about him.

Taking another deep breath, he slowly formed the 'Tian Luo Dao' in his hand.

"The pure and turbid ones are born from the opening of the sky. The yang and clear qi rise to become the sky, and the yin and turbid qi descend to become the earth. This is the key to the opening of the Taoist field."

With a thought in my mind, I grasped the ‘Tianluo Dao’ tightly and was about to open up.

But suddenly he heard the solemn voice of Patriarch Panji beside him, and shouted in a low voice:

"careful!"

"Something outside the boundary is approaching quickly!" (End of Chapter)