Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Halfway through the brutal fight, the morale of the rebellious army, which suffered heavy casualties, finally collapsed completely, and they fled in all directions, no longer having the courage to resist.

Looking around: blood splattered, bones shattered, armor cracked, broken weapons and corpses were everywhere, and the blood gathered to form a gurgling stream.

The smell of blood filled the entire atrium, and many soldiers who were seriously injured and fell to the ground were wailing, making this place look like a purgatory on earth.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Zhang Yao panted violently, his eyes were red, and he almost sat down on the ground.

The life-and-death fight in just a dozen breaths had consumed his physical strength violently, which was more exhausting than practicing boxing for an hour.

"How about it, Junior Brother!"

Meng Zongwei at the side leaned over and patted him on the shoulder.

His voice came out through the helmet of the armor, and it seemed a bit muffled: "Isn't it nice to take revenge with your own hands?"

"You were so brave just now, you killed at least five or six people."

Zhang Yao waved his hand and was about to speak, but suddenly heard the deep voice of his master Zhou An: "Who saw the captain just now? It seems that this group of disorderly troops has no command!"

"No."

"Nobody saw it."

Immortal Guan Yuan held the sword, blood dripped down the edge of the sword, he said loudly: "Not only the captain, but even the leaders didn't see it, most likely they ran away!"

"Everyone, weeds need to be eradicated. Don't let them escape!"

There was still a trace of anxiety in his heart: this group of rebels was defeated, but the leader was still alive, so there was still a possibility of regrouping.

Once the personnel of these martial arts halls and bodyguards leave, and those rebellious troops make a comeback, then he alone will not be able to defend Qingping Palace.

"Yes, cut the weeds and eradicate the roots!"

Several hall owners looked at each other, and said decisively: "Leave a few people to make up the knife, and the rest will separate and chase and kill the fleeing rebels."

"Especially the leading lieutenant and several leaders, they must have not run far, and there is still a chance to catch up."

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison and scattered in all directions.

Zhang Yao also joined the pursuit team, together with Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian, they chose a direction to chase.

…………

Cuiping Mountain, the back mountain.

The big man with the beard was fleeing crazily, panicking like a bereaved dog.

On the way to escape, he kept tearing off the shoulder pads, hand guards and other armor parts so that he could run faster, and his expression was extremely panicked.

He turned his head to look at it from time to time, for fear that there would be pursuers in his sight.

"Damn, damn!!"

"It must be the remnants of the Qingping Palace! The bastard who killed a thousand knives..."

He kept cursing in his heart, his intestines turned green from regret.

When the alarm bell rang, he was still playing with women, and he was almost scared to death.

With the help of two personal soldiers, he hurriedly put on his armor and ran to the atrium to try to command his subordinates, but he was stunned after just one glance.

massacre!

One-sided massacre!

More than 20 warriors in heavy armor are simply killing machines on the battlefield, not to mention the few leading ones who look like consummation-level masters!

When he came back to his senses, his first thought was—it's over, it's over!

So, without saying a word, he left his subordinates and ran away. The remaining soldiers and leaders also followed suit and fled in all directions, not even having time to clean up the gold and silver.

"Damn it!"

The big man with bearded beard regretted very much at this moment, he didn't pay attention to those remnants who escaped from Qingping Palace.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the other party did not know how to find such a tyrannical group of warriors, directly killed him, and destroyed everything about him.

"When I escape from birth, I must..."

His mind was in a mess, he gritted his teeth, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the pursuers again.

But this time, he was in a panic and didn't see clearly. He accidentally stepped on the ground, and suddenly fell down and rolled off the cliff.

"No……"

He howled in horror, fell seven or eight feet down the cliff, rolled a few times, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

…………

After more than an hour.

Everyone gathered in the Qingping Palace again, exchanging the results of each other's battles.

"Did you fall?"

Zhang Yao looked weird, and couldn't help but said: "Didn't it mean that his martial arts are not weak, how could he fall to his death?"

"It's dark and I can't see clearly, and I panicked and ran in a hurry. It's normal for me to stumble and fall to my death."

Zhou An shrugged and said casually: "I followed the clues and found his body under the cliff. This way of death is considered cheap for him."

Zhang Yao shook his head, thinking to himself, "It's still not cautious enough..."

"Occupied the Qingping Palace for several months, but still haven't been familiar with the surrounding terrain, and haven't planned the escape route. It's really not wrong to die."

The leader is dead, and there are not many escaped soldiers, and after scattered pursuit, there may be very few remaining, and there is no need to worry about it.

This time the surprise attack against Qingping Village was a complete victory.

"Master!"

A disciple of Hongyun Martial Arts hurried over and said in a low voice, "I found the treasure house and a secret room in Qingping Palace, and there are many women from good families who were taken captive."

"Um……"

After hearing the words, several hall owners and security guards discussed it immediately, and the result was reached soon.

According to the previous agreement, the wealth and treasures accumulated in Qingping Palace will naturally belong to the three major martial arts halls and the two major escort agencies.

Therefore, everyone decided to pack the gold and silver treasures first, and take them away together after dawn, and escort the bullied women from good families down the mountain.

As for how to distribute the gold and silver goods, we can wait until the true biography of the Qingping Palace is in hand. After all, this true biography is what they value most.

…………

Two hours later.

When a group of people appeared in Surabaya Town, it immediately caused a huge commotion.

After learning that the gang of rebels occupying the Qingping Palace had been destroyed, the local people were even more overjoyed, rushing to tell each other, and there was only a loud celebration with gongs and drums.

Master Huang from Sishui Town invited everyone into his mansion immediately and held a banquet for them.

A banquet, the guests and the host enjoy themselves and enjoy themselves harmoniously.

In the middle of the banquet, Mr. Huang took the initiative to speak up and took on the problem of disposing of those women from good families. Everyone was naturally happy and relaxed, and gave him the problem of dealing with the aftermath.

Just after the banquet was over, Huang's mansion sent someone to the farm to inform Qingzhuo's servant, who also came back with Qingzhuo.

"Great, great..."

On Qingzhuo's face, there still seemed to be traces of tears, and his eyes were slightly red and swollen.

But his mood is undoubtedly very happy, as if a heavy burden has been lifted.

"Thank you all, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it!"

Qing Zhuo saluted extremely gratefully, and Master Guan Yuan followed suit, saying in a deep voice:

"Everyone, my Qingping Palace will definitely remember it in my heart."

"According to the previous agreement, the old Taoist should also hand over the "Taiyihuntian Kungfu" that I have passed down in the palace to you..."