Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"The one surnamed Chu had a conflict with the Yamen?"

Zhang Yao, who was playing chess, couldn't help being moved when he heard the voice of chatting.

He was a little curious, how could this "Wind Chasing Sword" with a good reputation and awe-inspiring righteousness come into conflict with the government yamen?

But the thought of curiosity just passed away in a flash, and he didn't mean to explore it.

That Chu Xingge and him are not related, he doesn't care whether he is dead or alive, he just wants to have fun.

"hey-hey……"

The old man on the opposite side smiled, stroked his goatee, and showed a proud expression.

Only then did Zhang Yao realize that because of a distraction of his own, he made a wrong move and immediately fell into a huge disadvantage.

"Oh shit!"

He cursed softly, and tried to regain the situation, but he was quickly killed and defeated, so he could only admit defeat.

Zhang Yao left in a depressed mood. Hearing the old man laughing loudly behind him, he felt even more unhappy.

"wrong……"

After returning to the medical hall, Zhang Yao pondered for a while, but there was a hint of joy faintly.

He is a top master, how powerful is his control over his body?

Even if he was distracted for a moment, he should never make a wrong move due to trembling hands. The probability of this is very small, but it happened.

This shows what?

"No matter how subtle and slow the nurturing process of martial arts zhenqi is, it still has an impact on the body."

A flash of understanding flashed in Zhang Yao's heart:

"It's just that this effect is too small. It may be more 'obvious' because my gestation speed is faster."

Following this line of thought, he thought of more:

The body will be affected by the gestation of true qi, and on the other hand, the drastic changes in the body will definitely affect, and even destroy, interrupt the process of gestation of true qi.

In order to successfully complete this stage, in addition to maintaining the state of mind, it is best not to fight with others.

But the problem is: Although the extremely strong have a high status and great power, it also means that they have to face more difficult troubles and more difficult enemies.

It is also impossible to stay away from others for more than ten years, unless you really give up your status, hide your name, and quietly wait for the process to complete.

Isn't practicing martial arts just to stand out? If you don't know the secrets, which top expert would be willing to do so?

Even the original master of the Wang family was able to succeed because he was not a member of the Jianghu at all. The world was not in chaos at that time.

"It's no wonder that the total number of top masters is actually quite a lot, but grandmasters are so rare."

There was a hint of bewilderment in Zhang Yao's eyes.

For example, Chu Xingge's astonishing talent, if he stopped fighting with others after he reached the peak, he would be able to ascend to the realm of a master at around fifty years old.

But if he often fights with others, he will have to wait until he is sixty or seventy years old, and he may not even be able to wait his whole life for the cultivation of martial arts true energy to be completed.

Even if Chu Xingge is like this, let alone the rest of the top masters.

"That is to say, it is either a coincidence or an amazing talent to become a master."

"Of course, those great powers that have truly passed on for a long time may also know the mystery of it, so they can continue to be masters from generation to generation..."

Zhang Yao kept thinking, trying to figure out the mystery, and before he knew it, there was thunder and heavy rain outside.

It wasn't until the night was dark that he hurriedly washed and fell asleep amidst the continuous sound of rain.

…………

"Bang bang bang!"

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yao was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Doctor, open the door quickly! Help!!"

An urgent shout came from outside the door. The owner of the voice was so anxious that he almost wanted to tear down the door.

"It's people from these gangs again..."

When Zhang Yao heard the first knock on the door, he immediately opened his eyes and woke up with a slight frown.

He had encountered similar things before, and most of them were gang members who fought in the middle of the night who came to him and needed urgent treatment for some injuries.

He deliberately waited for two breaths before pretending to have just woken up, and shouted loudly:

"I'm coming!"

Soon, Zhang Yao put on his coat, held an oil lamp, hurried to the door of the medical hall, and removed a piece of the door.

Outside the door, it was raining heavily, and it was hazy outside the eaves. Under the eaves stood two middle-aged men, both of whom were tall and strong, panting heavily.

Together they supported a tall and thin man. He drooped his head and seemed to have passed out. Even such a heavy rain could not wash away the blood on his body.

"Quick, come in, take off your clothes to expose the wound, stop the bleeding first!"

Zhang Yao skillfully greeted them to come in, turned around and prepared to get needles, thread and Baiyao to treat the wound.

"Thank you, doctor!"

Zhang Yao's "professionalism" let them breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly nodded their thanks, and helped the man in.

"Huh? No..."

Before Zhang Yao could take a few steps, he suddenly paused and was startled.

With his keen senses, in this short moment, he noticed the incomparably abundant energy and blood in their bodies, and the sound of the blood flowing was far thicker than that of ordinary people.

"Perfect warrior, both of them are, and the high probability of being injured is also..."

What kind of encounter can make three consummate warriors join forces, and one of them is seriously injured?

Extreme master? That's impossible, if they meet a top expert, the three of them won't be able to survive at all, at most they can only fight and escape separately.

The thoughts in his mind turned around, and soon he locked on a person who seemed to live near Xinhe Street.

"I won't really bump into it...then these three are people from the State Shepherd's Mansion?"

Thoughts flickered in Zhang Yao's mind, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and his movements didn't stop.

In the eyes of those two, Zhang Yao just slowed down a little, and went on to get the medicine to treat the wound.

"doctor!"

The two men laid their companion flat on the table, and while unbuttoning his coat, they shouted loudly:

"He's poisoned! The toxin prevents the wound from healing. It's very tricky!"

Zhang Yao was not surprised when he heard his shout.

With the body control of a perfect warrior, but unable to control the closure of the wound by himself, so that he lost too much blood and fainted, there is obviously a problem.

What just made him feel emotional was that Chu Xingge would use poison to plot against him, which was really a bit of a shame for his reputation as a righteous knight.

"I see, let me take a look first."

Zhang Yao came over with the medicine bottle and walked quickly to the table.

But when he really saw the wounded man's face clearly, his pupils shrank and he was taken aback:

"How could it be him?"

He actually knew the unconscious man lying on the table, and it was an unexpected person—Zhou Changgui!

Although he only met once many years ago, with his amazing memory, he still recognized Zhou Changgui's identity.

"Didn't he hang out with the Cao Gang? How could he get mixed up with people from the government?"

"Or, these three people are not from the State Shepherd's Mansion at all, but from the Cao Gang?"