Chapter 23 Successful cultivation!
"Yes, I just got the news yesterday."
Deacon Li's face didn't look good.
"It is said that some villains broke into Mr. Sun's mansion in the middle of the night and brutally killed him! More than ten of Mr. Sun's concubines and servants were also spared. They died in a miserable state!" "The strange thing is that the sect discovered that Mr. Sun was dead
. There are still a few spiritual stones and mundane belongings in the old man's bedroom, but the villains didn't take them away."
Wang Hao was shocked when he heard that. Thinking of the care that Mr. Sun took for him when he first came to the villa, he couldn't help but question:
"Deacon Li , This shouldn't be the case! Mr. Sun has mastered the ninth level of the "Strengthening Body Sutra" and his strength is nearly a thousand kilograms more than that of ordinary people. Who among ordinary gangsters can touch him?" Deacon Li hesitated for a moment, then said
:
" According to the situation at the scene, it is suspected that... someone in the practice took action."
"A person in practice? An Immortal? How could an Immortal take action against Mr. Sun?"
Wang Hao was shocked, and the first person he thought of was Sun Laolin. The piece of gold paper with the "Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra" written on it was left to him before leaving.
"I don't know."
Deacon Li shook his head and said, "But no matter what, Mr. Sun is also the deacon of our sect. The sect will definitely not give up and will definitely get to the bottom of it!" "If you know anything, remember to tell me
. "
Yes, yes!"
Wang Hao nodded repeatedly.
Deacon Li didn't seem to have the time to chat with Wang Yan. After taking inventory, he hurriedly left with the rare chickens and eggs offered.
He didn't even inspect the situation in the villa.
On the contrary, the specially hidden ones Jia 1 to Jia 6 were lonely.
Wang Ba fell into deep thought.
Mr. Sun died suddenly, and it is suspected that a practitioner took action. Was it accidental or deliberate?
If it's by chance, that's all.
If it was intentional, why?
Have a grudge?
Or...for that piece of gold paper?
If it was really for the gold paper, Mr. Sun had stayed in the sect for fifty years, and only a few months after returning to his hometown, someone got the news and came to visit him, which meant that the other party attached great importance to this gold paper.
And with the methods used by practitioners, Mr. Sun, a mortal, would probably not be able to hide his secrets.
In other words...
the other party is very likely to already know about his existence!
Wang Yan, who realized this, turned a little pale instantly.
Because this means that if he wants to form a sect, it will be very dangerous!
The other party will definitely guard him just like he guarded Mr. Sun!
Of course, this guess is not so accurate, and may even be Wang Yan's own unfounded worries to a large extent.
Moreover, Wang Yan is not actually planning to leave the sect in the short term.
But he had always been cautious, and this incident still took root in his heart.
"If you don't have spiritual roots, you will never leave the sect!"
In the following days, he simply made the longevity breakthrough for all the remaining sixteen male rare chickens in one go.
After that, he would absorb the life essence, kill and eat them one by one.
Although most of the spiritual energy in the spiritual chicken is wasted, there is still a lot of spiritual energy that is transformed into the power of the Yin God under the influence of visualizing the Yin God.
In the Yin Shen Mansion, the second and third drops gradually condensed.
As Yin Shen's power grew, his observation of spiritual energy became more and more subtle.
It could be vaguely seen that among the twenty rare chickens that he had fed with spiritual stones, some seemed to have stronger spiritual energy, while others had not changed much.
They were fed the same food, but there was such a difference. It was obvious that the blood of these rare chickens was richer.
With limited resources, Wang Yan simply gave up some of the ones that had little change, leaving only six that performed well. He fed the spirit stone powder again, implanted the tendon-cutting nematodes, and waited quietly.
In this way, three months passed in a flash.
Lao Hou gasped and helped Wang Yan carry the chicken ingredients to the villa.
"I'm so exhausted!"
"Have you heard? The young immortals from the sect participated in some kind of conference before, and I heard that our sect came in last!" Lao Hou still delivers chickens every
day While feeding, I chatted with Wang Yan for a few words.
However, today's topic aroused Wang Yan's interest: "I haven't heard of this. Isn't it said that our Dongsheng Sect is very strong?" "Who knows!"
Lao
Hou shook his head and said, "Speaking of strong , I heard that a big shot in the sect had a fight with an elder from the 'Tianmen Sect' a few days ago, and guess what? Hey! He was seriously injured! So I think the Tianmen Sect is stronger!" "Shhh
! !"
Wang Hao quickly raised his index finger in front of his lips.
He had also heard about the Tianmen Sect many times from Lao Hou. It was said to be a good sect that cared about the suffering of the grassroots. It suddenly appeared in recent years, but it was very mysterious.
But as the momentum gradually grew, there seemed to be some discord with several local sects.
More specifically, Lao Hou didn't know much about his status.
It's just that recently from Lao Hou's words, it can be seen that he seems to have a good impression of this Tianmen Sect.
But no matter what, praising another sect that is not harmonious within a sect, especially when one is just a handyman, is really too sinister.
However, Wang Ba's cautious attitude was unexpectedly greeted by Lao Hou's indifferent look:
"How can the immortals have time to listen to us blowing shit here!"
"They don't care about us cheap handymen! It's forever anyway. A guy who can't develop spiritual roots."
"You can never develop spiritual roots?"
Wang Yan sensitively captured the key words in Lao Hou's mouth.
"Don't you know?"
Lao Hou sneered: "We were deceived by the sect!" "
Did you also practice the "Strength Body Sutra"? Hey! That's all a lie!" "
This thing , If you can't practice the tenth level within three years, there will be no hope for the rest of your life!" "
Three years?!"
Wang Hao was stunned, how could it be possible to practice in three years?
He knew very well that the methods in this Sutra of Strengthening the Body were all based on hard work and could not be neglected in the slightest.
Unless someone like him has the ability to carry longevity, as long as the longevity is sufficient, there is hope.
Otherwise, a thousand years may not be enough, let alone just three years.
Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but question: "Lao Hou, who did you hear these things you said?" "
Of course it's the Immortal Association...cough!"
Lao Hou suddenly looked a little unnatural. He seemed to realize that he had let it slip. He prevaricated: "Hey, this is not a secret. Many people know it!" "Okay, I still have to go
. I'm delivering chicken feed! Let's talk tomorrow."
After saying that, he hurriedly jumped into the car and drove away in the donkey cart.
"The Immortal Society?"
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes.
For some reason, the plump figure of Deacon Li flashed through his mind.
A few more days passed.
Wang Ba looked at the two rare chickens that were gradually transforming into spiritual chickens with surprise on his face, and he was overjoyed.
"It's finally done!"
"My idea is right!"
After spending thirty-two low-grade spiritual stones and three gourds of muscle-cutting nematodes, he finally cultivated two spiritual chickens on his own!
Although it has not completely transformed yet, as long as it is carefully raised, it will be transformed successfully in a short time.
And this also means that with this method as a cover, he can finally mass-produce spiritual chickens with confidence.
Anyway, it can be attributed to this cultivation method.
Ten days later.
Deacon Li arrived as scheduled, with a look of surprise on his plump face:
"You actually bred spiritual chickens?"
"And there are two of them!"
Wang Yan was still modest and cautious:
"I also want to thank you, Deacon, for borrowing it for me. There happens to be a method for cultivating spirit chickens in the book. I learned a lot from it. After several attempts, I was lucky enough to breed these two." Showing weakness is not advisable. Showing off
your talents appropriately can also make people happy. The sect values itself more.
It is also convenient for me to mass-produce spiritual chickens and harvest longevity.
So he deliberately sacrificed both of them.
After all, one may be a coincidence, but if two are cultivated at the same time, it cannot be explained by coincidence.
Deacon Li also thought the same thing.
And as a deacon, he knew more information.
In fact, this book "Bi Tan Tan" is not a secret among the sect, and many people have read it.
But the request for the rare chicken to transform into a spiritual chicken basically scares everyone away.
Just kidding, how much is a spiritual chicken worth? The spiritual stones you spend cultivating one spiritual chicken are enough to buy two to three hundred!
This also makes the method of transforming rare chickens into spiritual chickens useless.
Most of the soul chickens on the market are obtained through breeding rather than cultivation.
It was precisely because he knew this that he realized Wang Yan's value more deeply.
Thoughts were flowing rapidly in my mind, and I soon had an idea.
He immediately raised his hand and grabbed Wang Ba's arm, and said solemnly:
"Brother, this matter of yours is very important. I will report it to the sect
right away!" "But the sect is recruiting new people this year, elder. We are all busy, so I'm afraid there may not be any news for a while."
"But don't worry, your benefits are indispensable!" "
By the way, it's best not to spread the news about you cultivating spiritual chickens everywhere, you know? "
After that, he hurriedly left with the two spiritual chickens.
"The sect is recruiting new people?"
Wang Hao thought thoughtfully.
There are generally two ways to join a sect. One is to take the initiative to join the sect, and the other is to wait until the sect recruits new members.
Wang Ba took the former path.
But what is helpless is that he has no spiritual roots, so he can only settle for the next best thing and spend money to find connections to work as a handyman.
Nearly ten months have passed in a flash, and now that I think about it, I feel like I am suddenly separated from this world.
Weiwei sighed for a while, but Wang Yan didn't think much about it. Now that he had shown his value to the sect through the channels of Deacon Li, he could go to the market to collect rare chickens with confidence.
This time, he was ready to rush forward with the "Strength Body Sutra" in one go!
(End of chapter)