Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Rare chicken!"

"Actually, it really does!"

Wang Ba was inexplicably surprised!

He couldn't wait to find the page corresponding to the rare chicken.

This Jiaohu Taoist didn't talk nonsense, and he opened the sect clearly and said:

"The bloodline of all birds can be traced back to the ancient Phoenix and Suzaku!"

"But time is the most ruthless. Even those with the blood of Phoenix and Suzaku can only gain some power at most."

"Although rare chickens are ordinary chickens, they are the closest to spiritual chickens among ordinary chickens. Their bloodline is stronger than others, and they are easy to advance. Occasionally, rare chickens can break through on their own, and they are classified as 'broiler chickens' Human beings, even if they are spiritual chickens, do not pose any threat to mortals."

"And it can eat many waste pills and insects that practitioners cannot use, and collect and purify the spiritual energy, which is quite cost-effective. Eating it has the effect of strengthening the essence and blood. When the Qi Refining monks are stuck in a bottleneck, if they eat large amounts of spiritual chicken for a long time, they will even It has some breakthrough power, and there is no poison from the elixir..."

"Therefore, this chicken breed is extremely suitable for spiritual food for monks in the Qi Refining Realm of various major sects!"

Wang Ba was fascinated.

He vaguely realized that maybe this book was the origin of the chicken raising business in their sect.

"No wonder the sect lets us raise chickens...it can actually help monks break through the realm!"

It may not be as effective as elixirs, but it is more effective and has no side effects.

With this item, I'm afraid it's worth the sect's investment.

Wang Ba continued to read.

"If you want a rare chicken to break through into a spiritual chicken, the method is as follows -"

"Take a medium-grade spiritual stone, grind it into powder, mix it with one pound of first-grade high-grade Tongmai grass seeds, two pounds of first-grade middle-grade moon essence liquid, and two ounces of chicken gizzards from spiritual chickens, grind it into powder... before feeding .”

"This is a journey."

"We will definitely be able to break through within three steps!"

Wang Yan: "..."

He felt like his scalp was numb for no reason.

A mid-grade spiritual stone?

Taoist Jiaohu, do you know how many low-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spiritual stone?

One hundred dollars!

Do you know how many low-grade spiritual stones a low-grade spiritual chicken is worth?

The male is 3 yuan and the female is 6 yuan!

Surprised or not?

Is it surprising?

If he uses this method to break through, he will lose nothing!

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about the first-grade high-grade Tongmai grass seeds and moon essence liquid.

He does have the chicken's gizzard, which is the inner wall of the chicken's gizzard, and has the effect of aiding digestion.

He ate eight spiritual chickens and kept all the chicken gizzards.

But what is certain is that he will never use this method to clear himself.

What a loss! He couldn't afford it at all.

However, he also noticed that Taoist Jiaohu left a line of small words on the side.

"This recipe is to use Tongmai grass seeds to penetrate the meridians of rare chickens, and use the spiritual energy of medium-grade spiritual stones to inject it into the qi to intensify the blood vessels. In my humble opinion, you can change it at your own discretion."

It turns out that the seeds of Tongmai grass have this effect.

Wang Hao was suddenly stunned.

He couldn't help lowering his head and thinking about it.

I found that Taoist Jiaohu’s thinking was actually not complicated.

Under normal circumstances, if a rare chicken wants to break through into a spiritual chicken, it needs an extremely long time to accumulate spiritual energy.

This is because the spiritual energy transforms the body and blood of the rare chicken from the outside in, and the speed is naturally very slow.

Taoist Jiaohu then thought of a way. He used the seeds of Tongmai grass to penetrate the meridians of the rare chicken, and then fed a medium-grade spiritual stone to the rare chicken to eat, forcibly shortening the accumulation process.

The texture of medium-grade spirit stone is hard and difficult to digest even if it is ground into powder. This is probably why he added the inner gold of the spirit chicken.

With the spiritual energy of the middle-grade spiritual stone, it is guaranteed that a rare chicken will be able to advance to the spiritual chicken.

"Then...what is the moon essence used for?"

"Middle-grade spiritual stone, Tongmai grass seeds, moon essence liquid, chicken gizzard... won't the amount of spiritual energy in the middle-grade spiritual stone suffocate the rare chicken to death?"

"Wait, hold on to death?"

Wang Ba's eyes suddenly lit up!

He vaguely guessed the function of this moon essence!

"It's protection!"

"The middle-grade spiritual stone has too much spiritual energy. If you use the middle-grade spiritual stone to impact, problems will definitely occur! Therefore, there must be something that can buffer it. As expected, this moon essence liquid should act as a buffer and The role of protection.”

"In that case, if the impact of spiritual energy is not so great, does it mean that there is no need for moon essence liquid?"

"it should be OK……"

"To reduce the impact of spiritual energy... Would it be okay if I replaced it with a low-grade spiritual stone?"

"The spiritual energy in the low-grade spiritual stone is not less than that of a rare chicken. If it is replaced with a low-grade spiritual stone, the cost will be much lower."

Wang Hao rubbed his chin, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.

The effect of low-grade spiritual stones is definitely not as good as that of mid-grade spiritual stones, but as long as it can be verified to work, it can explain why he can cultivate spiritual chickens.

that's enough.

It just so happened that he had sold the spiritual chicken before and exchanged it for a lot of spiritual stones.

Now all that is left is the seeds of Tongmai grass.

"Go to the market in two days to see what the price is."

"Ahem!"

He closed the book with great effort. This reading and thinking took a lot of energy from him.

"It's strange. It is said that I have practiced the "Strengthening Body Sutra" and my physical fitness is far better than before. How could I suddenly become so seriously ill?"

"Even if you were scared once by a sect disciple last night, you shouldn't be so fragile."

Wang Ba wrapped himself tightly in the thin quilt, feeling secretly confused.

He thought over and over but couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until he was so thirsty that he lay on the water tank to scoop out water that he suddenly found the reason.

The imperceptible graying of his temples was reflected on the swaying water.

This shocked him!

"I'm only thirty years old, why am I so haggard!"

"No! No!"

"If based on my remaining lifespan, I'm probably close to fifty or sixty years old now!"

He opened the panel, and the Shouyuan column clearly read:

[Current lifespan remaining: 13.2 years]

It was even less before, but he still grew to his current longevity after eating a lot of spiritual chickens.

"If you have a body of fifty or sixty years old, it would be reasonable for you to fall seriously ill due to shock."

Wang Hao shook his head.

The feeling of being seriously ill is really painful.

Weakness radiates from the bones.

Especially when weak, people tend to feel the desolation and desolation of the surrounding environment more.

The cramped and dilapidated house has a musty smell in the corners, and from time to time the smell of accumulated chicken manure comes...

He still remembered that he hid several spiritual chickens in Mr. Sun's previous room.

But now, he didn't dare to draw the life essence of the four spiritual chickens he had hidden.

I'm afraid someone is watching here silently.

The power of Yin Shen is almost nonexistent and it can no longer blind him.

Whether he was timid or cautious, he didn't dare to take any more risks.

that's all.

After sleeping for a while, he opened his eyes, flipped through the book "Bi Tan Tan" on the bed, and then continued to sleep when he felt sleepy.

When I'm thirsty, I struggle to get up and drink some. When I'm hungry, I eat some of yesterday's leftover rice.

Drowsily from day to night...

"stand up!"

"Did you hear me!"

Suddenly, he heard someone yelling at him.