Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yao has been cultivating in Qingxu Palace for ten years.

Ten years have passed, and the situation in the southwest has long been stable, Mo Yuan's output has continued, and the connections between the countries have become increasingly deepened.

On this day:

"Fellow Taoists, walk slowly."

Zhang Yao bid farewell to Ancestor Ming Yuan and many golden elixir monks in front of the Qingxu Palace.

"Ancestor, stay."

After many golden elixir monks said goodbye one after another, they flew into the sky using the escaping light, and the stars dispersed in all directions.

"Fellow"

Zhang Yao looked at Ancestor Mingyuan and said solemnly:

"I'm afraid you have to think about extending your life."

Only ten years have passed, but Ancestor Mingyuan actually looks a bit senile, which is obviously a sign that his life is approaching.

His lifespan has long exceeded five hundred years, even older than Dugu Tianyi who died in the past. It is only because of his superb cultivation that he can live for a few more decades, but he is also approaching the lifespan limit of ten years in the golden elixir realm. .

According to the best estimate, Ancestor Ming Yuan probably only has twenty or thirty years left to live.

In just twenty or thirty years, it is obviously impossible for him to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, so the only thing that can be considered is a spiritual elixir or rare treasure that has the effect of extending life.

"Ha ha……"

Ancestor Mingyuan smiled freely and said:

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I have sent my disciple to Tianzhou Jiufu to try to obtain the life-extending elixir."

"But in this matter, in addition to financial resources and connections, chance and luck may be more important. If it really doesn't work out, then I will accept my fate."

When he said this, he sighed:

"My life has been wonderful enough, I don't dare to ask for more."

Since his youth, he has always been competitive and unwilling to admit defeat. He would risk his life to gamble for a chance, and he has been on the edge of life and death countless times.

However, after eliminating the Black Evil Beast and liberating him from the painful purgatory where he had been tortured for hundreds of years, he encountered repeated changes and setbacks. After reuniting with his only apprentice, he lived a stable life for ten years.

Now that his life span is approaching, he has a somewhat enlightened mentality.

"Why……"

Zhang Yao sighed, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Life-extending elixirs and rare treasures are also divided into two types. One is to try to make up for the consumption of vitality and slow down the passage of life, so that it cannot exceed the life limit of one's own realm.

This kind of life-extending elixir is the most common, especially for powerful people who may use forbidden arts and secret methods to reduce their life span. It is even a standing elixir, but the potency of the medicine will gradually weaken.

The second kind of life-extending elixirs and rare objects are treasures that can truly increase the upper limit of vitality and can break the limit of longevity.

For example, when Zhang Yao was in the foundation-building stage, he saw the second-level top-quality 'Ruyi True Pill' refined by Yuwentai at the finale of the Tianbao Tower auction. At that time, a group of old guys who had completed the foundation-building process were scrambling for it.

But let alone Yu Wentai, even Liu Cang at his peak could not refine a spiritual elixir that could extend the life of a Golden elixir monk.

Without exception, elixirs of this level are the best among third-level elixirs, and their value is even greater than ordinary fourth-level elixirs and spiritual objects. Not only are the raw materials extremely rare, but they can only be refined by a fourth-level alchemy master. Made.

As you can imagine:

The life-extending elixir that can be effective for golden elixir monks is almost impossible to escape once refined, so luck is more important than financial resources and connections.

"Fellow Taoist, take this very seriously."

After Zhang Yao bid farewell to Ancestor Ming Yuan, he watched his Eun Guang disappear and then turned around and returned to the palace.

In the Qingxu Palace, the main hall, which was bustling just now, was now deserted. Only the cups and cups from the feast were left in a mess, and some attendants were hurriedly cleaning them up.

"After ten years of sitting in the southwest, it's almost time to leave."

Zhang Yao unfolded his sleeves and walked to the back hall, still thinking about leaving Dali in his mind.

His cultivation speed was already very fast, and he got the great opportunity of "bathing in earth milk" in the underground world. It can be said that the speed of refining Qi and breathing has reached an unprecedented peak.

In just ten years, he has completed one-third of the journey to the late stage of the Golden Elixir, far surpassing the first-grade Golden Elixir achieved through normal Tianlinggen.

"There are less than seven years left before the Lunar Tide Festival."

"It can't be delayed any longer."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao strengthened his determination to leave Dali and return to Mani Kingdom.

The date of the Taiyin Tide Festival is getting closer and closer, which also means that the major event planned by him, Tongxing Arhat, and Ancestor Heze has also reached an imminent juncture.

At this time, he must return to the Kingdom of Mani to have a secret discussion with the two of them, and at the same time, he must thoroughly understand and try to practice the "Tianwu Mingze Gong".

…………

Half a month later.

After explaining to many Taoist officials and attendants, Zhang Yao left Qingxu Palace again and headed all the way to Mani Kingdom.

His current speed of escaping light is also different from what it used to be. After just a few days, he crossed hundreds of thousands of miles and returned to the Mani Kingdom after being away for many years.

The second time he came to Mani Kingdom, Zhang Yao seemed to be very familiar with it. He went directly to the host of a nearby large Buddhist temple to explain his purpose, and used their channels to contact Mani Temple.

After a short reporting and handover ceremony:

Zhang Yao returned to Changle Palace, which he once guarded, and was responsible for suppressing the demon cave under Changle Mountain.

"Fellow Taoist Qingxu, long time no see!"

"Principal Qingxu, I didn't expect you to be back!"

"Ancestor Qingxu, I really have a great name that I have admired for a long time..."

Soon after sitting in Changle Palace, many divine thoughts came from the Shenyou Formation. Some were familiar and old acquaintances, and some were new outsiders who had joined in recent years.

After Zhang Yao dealt with them one by one, he received an old and calm spiritual message:

"Principal Qingxu, you are back safely, this old monk is very relieved."

"Thank you Arhat for your concern."

Zhang Yao responded politely.

Ordinary people may not see anything unusual in this pair of answers, but in fact they have secretly exchanged a message.

Zhang Yao's return is tantamount to expressing his continued support and participation in Tongluohan's plan, which is already good news for him.

"call……"

After Zhang Yao's spiritual thoughts receded, Zhang Yao took a few deep breaths and regained his composure.

He did not take action immediately, but practiced silently as before, and at the same time used a ray of his mind to kill the demonic energy. His performance was no different from usual.

After this continued for half a month, he finally felt that the vague sense of voyeurism that had always existed around him dissipated.

"The monks at Mani Temple are really cautious..."

Zhang Yao squinted his eyes and thought to himself.

The formation that suppresses the twenty-four demon caves and maintains the system of good deeds was personally arranged by Patriarch Wuliang back then. From his current perspective, it is estimated that it is a top-notch existence among the fourth-level formations, and the overall scale is even more magnificent. It was the worst he had ever seen in his life.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was not what it used to be, he might not even be able to detect the prying eyes in the dark, let alone try to avoid them.

He also knew in his heart that his behavior was actually a bit suspicious.

Today, he is not the new golden elixir powerhouse who was famous all over the place, but the powerful southwestern lord of more than a dozen countries in the Central Plains, the Qingxu Patriarch with a thunderous reputation.

In fact, for a big shot like him, there is no need to follow any good merit system. If he really wants a certain treasure on the merit list, wouldn't it be more convenient to discuss it with the senior management of Mani Temple as the Lord of the Southwest?

After all, the senior leaders of Mani Temple are far from rigid and stubborn in their treatment of people and things other than the merit system.

In name, even foreign Nascent Soul monks have to accumulate good deeds honestly if they want to obtain the treasures on the merit list, but has this ever happened in reality? Isn’t that tantamount to humiliating a real Yuanying person?

If the top management of Mani Temple really didn't know how to adapt, they would have made countless enemies long ago. However, the reality is that Mani Temple has a very broad network of people. There are even sects and aristocratic families that have good relations with each other in the nine palaces of Tianzhou. It is obvious that they have done enough human relations.

"about there……"

Zhang Yao's thoughts flashed slightly, and he immediately separated a ray of spiritual thought and penetrated into the special space beneath him.

The turbid air blocked by the Demon Suppressing Well was rising in the space. Zhang Yao carefully used his spiritual thoughts to get closer and wrap around the wisp of turbid air, trying to capture it.

Magic power cannot touch the turbid qi, which will only lead to fierce conflict and mutual attrition between the two parties. Only pure spiritual thoughts can capture the turbid qi.

"Let me try."

Zhang Yao caught a wisp of turbid air, concentrated on it, and tried to transfer this wisp of turbid air into himself as if walking on thin ice.

He knew that turbid energy and spiritual energy were incompatible, so this time he suppressed all his magic power into the golden elixir and mobilized the turbid energy in full accordance with the "Tianwu Mingze Gong".

"call!"

Zhang Yao took a deep breath and swallowed this turbid air into his body.

There is no such thing as spiritual thought in Zhuo Xiu. The beginning of the practice of Zhuo Xiu also starts with breathing and inhaling, relying on the power of the mouth, nose, and internal organs to absorb and refine the turbid air.

And the moment the turbid air entered Zhang Yao's body:

"boom!"

Inside Zhang Yao's body and between his internal organs, it was as if a million barrels of black gunpowder had been detonated. Thousands of thunders roared and thousands of mountains shook in an instant!

"puff!"

Zhang Yao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale rapidly, his aura suddenly declined, and his body shook a few times.

He had a splitting headache, and the scene was spinning in front of him. He felt waves of dizziness in his mind, and even his soul suffered a lot of trauma.

"No, that's not right!!"

He didn't even notice the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of shock, anger and confusion:

"This is impossible……"

Zhang Yao's mind was a mess, with thousands of thoughts colliding fiercely.

It was the first time he tried to practice "Tianwu Mingze Gong". He was originally prepared to deal with various situations, but the situation in front of him exceeded all his expectations.

He imagined that the pure and turbid qi would continue to collide with each other.

But the problem is that the collision of pure and turbid air can never be so violent. After all, he has just captured the traces of turbid air, and the total amount is not even comparable to the mana in the early stage of Qi Refining Realm!

How could this little bit of turbid energy and spiritual energy collide and severely injure him? Even if it breaks out from within, it is impossible!

"There must be some problem here that I don't understand..."

Zhang Yao didn't even bother to take care of his injuries. He allowed his talent to flourish and repair his organs independently while breathing, while he fell into deep thought.

Why? Why is the collision of pure and turbid air so violent that it can even damage the soul?

He had never encountered such a situation when he used to relieve his turbid energy.