Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"Attack Wuyin Island?"

Zhang Yao shook his head and said:

"This kind of thing is too dangerous, I am not prepared to participate."

"The old lady of the Liu family may have left some precious legacy, but the members of the Liu family and Yuwen's family are not vegetarians."

"Although high-level talismans and high-level instruments are good, they can kill people!"

Hearing Zhang Yao's words, Fatty Chen couldn't help showing a trace of hesitation, and he became more and more hesitant.

Not only him, but only a small half of the dozen or so immortal cultivators present were moved, and the expressions of the rest were still full of scruples.

Frankly speaking:

Most of the monks who are willing to stay in the barren Lu country instead of going north to take risks are not serious gamblers, and prefer to practice steadily.

Under such circumstances, several older monks from Kong Qingchuan looked at each other and frowned.

"Everyone."

The old man with a clear face said in a deep voice:

"Everyone don't need to be afraid of the Liu family's past reputation."

"They are all monks in the early stage of Qi refining, and there is not much difference in their cultivation bases. Even if they have high-level magic weapons, how much power can they display?"

"As for the high-level talismans that may remain... Hey, let's rush forward, I'm afraid they won't even have a chance to use the talismans, so they will give them all!"

As soon as this remark came out, many monks also showed thoughts in their eyes.

High-level instruments are powerful, but only in the hands of monks in the late stage of Qi refining can they exert 100% of their power.

If it falls into the hands of the middle stage of Qi refining, it can only exert 50% to 60% of the power; the early stage of Qi refining is even more unbearable, at most it can exert 20% to 30% of the power.

This is also the reason why Zhang Yao and Lu Nan both chose to hide and never show their high-level magical artifacts to others.

The same is true for high-level talismans. If the difference in mana is too large, it will take a certain amount of time just to activate the talisman, perhaps as short as two or three moments, but this time is enough to kill people.

"Chen Daoyou, what do you think?"

"This time is a great opportunity, the two fellow Taoists must not miss it."

"Yes, among other things, Wuyin Island is the number one spiritual vein in the Lu Kingdom, and just occupying this island is a big gain."

"The Xian couple may wish to think again..."

Several older monks from Kong Qingchuan wandered over the banquet and began to persuade, many people were swayed by their persuasion.

Zhang Yao was also persuaded twice by different people, but seeing his firm refusal attitude, he chose to give up.

In the end, a total of twelve monks from the two spiritual veins of Tiandu Mountain and Kongqingchuan decided to participate in this operation and jointly attack Wuyin Island.

Among the spirit veins of Tiandu Mountain, only Zhang Yao, Zhao He, and Jiang Rou were left behind. The remaining Li family brothers, Lao He, and Fatty Chen decided to join forces.

Among Kong Qingchuan's veins, only one youngest monk chose to stay.

Three days later, the people who participated in the joint attack on Wuyin Island set out aggressively with magic weapons after careful planning.

In the land of spiritual veins, Zhang Yao, Zhao He, and Jiang Rou stood side by side, watching the group of people fade away and gradually disappear into the clouds.

"Why……"

Zhao He sighed, and there seemed to be envy in his eyes.

He chose to stay, naturally because his aptitude is relatively better, and he is sure to break through to the middle stage of Qi refining before the age of sixty.

But as soon as he thought of attacking Wuyin Island, he might gain a lot, and he felt a little regretful in his heart. Jiang Rou, who was on the side, was silent and didn't show much emotion.

"Zhao Daoyou."

Seeing this, Zhang Yao smiled and said:

"It's hard to predict whether it will be good or bad, the three of us choose to stay, maybe it's a good thing."

Lu Nan, who is at the third level of Qi refining, is able to leave behind for future generations. He doesn't believe that the old lady of the Liu family didn't plan carefully before his death.

He is absolutely unwilling to take risks for such petty profits. Even if he does not have Lunan's inheritance, he will still choose the same.

"Those monks who don't even have a magic weapon also ran to participate in the operation. It's really frustrating."

"In the event of an accident, these people are probably the fastest to die..."

Zhang Yao's thoughts turned, and he shook his head secretly.

Loose cultivators in Lu State are very poor, and many of them don't even have a low-level magic weapon. For example, the Li family brothers in Tiandu Mountain were brought by Lao He and Fatty Chen to attack Wuyin Island.

If everything goes well, it's okay, but if it doesn't go well, and it's time to escape, how can Lao He and Fatty Chen still care about them?

"It is said that people die for money, birds die for food, and the world of mortals cannot escape fame and fortune."

"Cultivators, as long as they haven't really attained Taoism and become immortals, they are just people from the mountains."

A feeling came to Zhang Yao's heart, and after chatting with Zhao He, Jiang Rou and his wife, he returned to his own palace to meditate.

Just half a day later:

"Um?"

Zhang Yao suddenly opened his eyes, stopped the operation of Xuangong, and his expression changed slightly:

"Such a violent spiritual fluctuation... Lao He and the others are back?"

He hurriedly got up and left the quiet room, and hurried outside to check.

"this……"

The first time he came outside the hall, he was slightly startled.

Fatty Chen, with disheveled hair, fell to the ground panting violently, covered in blood, and looked in a state of distress. Beside him was Lao He who had passed out, his left arm was gone, and his face was pale.

"This! Old He..."

Zhao He and Jiang Rou noticed the movement and rushed over one after another. They were shocked when they saw this scene.

"I regret it!!"

With a miserable face, Fatty Chen wailed repeatedly:

"My guts are green with regret. I shouldn't have listened to those guys' rumors to confuse the crowd, so that I was carried away!"

"I killed them..."

Zhao He and Jiang Rou hurried forward to appease him, and used the Healing Art to help him. Zhang Yao also stepped forward to help.

After the injury stabilized, Fatty Chen's mood recovered a little. He was depressed and told his experience intermittently.

It turned out that Mrs. Liu's greatest legacy was not a magic weapon, but a set of formation flags.

Being able to refine a formation flag means that it is a real killing formation, trapping formation or phantom formation, which is far from comparable to the half-baked formations that protect the spirit veins.

With the help of that set of formation flags, Wuyin Island has long been built to be impenetrable, but they don't know it yet.

And the Yuwen family who occupy Wuyin Island is worthy of being monks from the royal family. The city is deep and scheming, and they lure them in by pretending to be tender and showing weakness.

As a result, as soon as they broke into Wuyin Island, there was thick fog rushing, waves surging, and the formation flags were raised, and their power was fully unleashed.

Facing the power of the formation, most of the twelve monks were killed or injured in an instant. With the help of a ruthless man who blew himself up with a magic weapon, he forcibly broke a path, allowing the rest of the monks to escape by chance.

"this……"

After hearing Fatty Chen's description, both Zhao He and Jiang Rou fell silent.

The brothers of the Li family were low in cultivation and had no magic weapon, so they died immediately after being raided by the large formation.

Fatty Chen and Lao He were relatively lucky, at least they could save their lives. The monks in Kong Qingchuan rushed the fastest, and the casualties were even more serious.

Immortal cultivators are also human beings, and their old friends who have been together day and night and talked about Taoism for many years died, and they were also sad in their hearts.

"Why."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yao could only sigh secretly:

"I knew it earlier, why bother..."