Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

After a while, Zhang Yao chose a pair of fine iron armor, and with the help of his two senior brothers, he finished putting it on.

He tried to move around, and found that he was unexpectedly relaxed. The nails on his body kept colliding, making a crisp "crash..." sound.

With his current strength and stamina, wearing the tens of kilograms of armor is equivalent to ordinary people wearing heavy winter clothes, which doesn't affect his actions much.

"In large-scale fighting, full-body armor is a sharp weapon for protecting one's body and life."

Zhou An smiled and said: "With this heavy armor, you can ignore ordinary swords and guns, and experience the power of the golden cauldron in advance."

Zhang Yao nodded and asked curiously, "Master, do you want to wear armor too?"

"certainly."

Zhou An took it for granted: "Although I am invulnerable, it is always right to have an extra layer of protection. Be careful when sailing for thousands of years."

"That group of rebellious troops is not easy to deal with. They are all former elite frontier troops, and they are not comparable to ordinary soldiers."

As he spoke, he motioned, "Okay, take it off when you're familiar with it, and we have to set off as soon as possible."

Zhang Yao responded, took off the fine iron armor on his body, put it into the coarse cloth package prepared in advance, and tied it tightly with ropes.

Soon, Zhou An, Zhang Yao, Meng Zongwei, and Zhang Yannian each carried a large package and quietly left the martial arts hall through the back door.

In the early morning, there was still mist on the street, and there were not many pedestrians.

A few people left West Street quickly, passed through several blocks of Fangshi all the way, and after meeting Xiao Yao on the way, they left Changping City through the south gate.

Not far from the city gate, on an open flat ground, more than a dozen people had already gathered, chatting and chatting with each other. There were more than 20 horses tied beside them, and they were looked after and fed by special personnel.

"Old Zhou, you're here!"

"Master Zhou!"

Many people noticed Zhou An and his party and greeted them one after another.

"Lao Li, Lao Liu, you guys are really fast..."

Zhou An led Zhang Yao and the others, and blended in familiarly, chatting with several old friends one by one.

Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian also took the opportunity to introduce some acquaintances of the same age to Zhang Yao, who were all elite disciples of major martial arts gyms and bodyguard bureaus.

Many people were quite surprised that Zhang Yao also participated in the action, but they didn't get to the bottom of it. After all, this is Jinding Martial Arts' own business.

In this operation, a total of five parties joined forces:

The three major martial arts gyms of Jinding, Hongyun, and Jingtao, as well as the Changfeng Escort Bureau and the Black Flag Escort Bureau.

Those more than twenty horses were temporarily dispatched by the two major bodyguard bureaus for this operation.

"The martial arts in Changping City are really strong..."

While coping with the communication, Zhang Yao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He is quite familiar with Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian, he has discussed with each other many times, and he is very clear about their strength.

A warrior of Dacheng level, if he wears heavy armor and holds a weapon, is enough to fight against ten. Moreover, this "ten" is not an ordinary villager, but a fully armed army.

"Every family is armed with armor, and they all come prepared."

"There are so many Dacheng warriors, and there are five master-level masters of the Consummation level, no wonder the expression is relaxed and there is no pressure..."

When Zhang Yao's thoughts flashed, he found an excuse and left the crowd.

At the edge of the crowd, he found Qingzhuo who looked excited and faintly agitated.

"Qingxu... no, Senior Brother Zhang."

Qing Zhuo looked at him, also a little surprised, couldn't help asking: "You want to participate in this battle too?"

"right."

Zhang Yao nodded, and said succinctly: "Of course I will not miss the opportunity to take revenge with my own hands."

Hearing this, Qing Zhuo gave him a complicated look, and said in a low voice: "The Master Guanlu once said that senior brother is a treasure left by the sea, and the palace master and master still doubt it."

"Looking at it now, senior brother's talent is indeed extraordinary, far superior to mine..."

He knew very well that if the strength was insufficient, the owner of Jinding Martial Arts would not have agreed to Zhang Yao's participation in the attack on Qingpingzhai.

This can only show that Zhang Yao's strength has surpassed him, and may even be close to the martial artist of the Dacheng level, which makes him feel mixed.

Zhang Yao and Qing Zhuo chatted for a few more words, and then heard a shout: "Everyone is here, ready to go!"

Everyone got on their horses one after another, and Zhang Yao also selected a batch of maroon horses, tied the armored packages firmly behind the saddles, and got on the horses.

Although he had never learned to ride a horse, with his control over his body, he quickly adapted and kept up with the team.

"Drive, drive..."

A group of more than 20 people galloped on horses and headed south all the way.

The sound of horseshoes was as fast as thunder, like dense drumbeats, the smoke and dust swirled away, and soon moved away from Changping City.

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After several hours.

A group of people have traveled dozens of miles and arrived in Lianhua Township.

Reverend Guanyuan was alone, waiting ahead of time on the necessary road, and noticed the movement of the crowd from a distance.

"Master Zhou, Master Liu, Escort Zhang... Everyone, please follow me."

After he joined the crowd, he quickly led them to a hidden farm.

"This farm belongs to Mr. Huang. It is still four or five miles away from Sishui Town. There are many houses, and there is no shortage of grain, rice, and vegetables."

"Everyone can rest here for half a day, recharge your energy, and wait until night before launching a surprise attack."

Master Guanyuan explained: "The rebel army is very vigilant. They have spies in every village and town of Lianhua Township, and they have also subdued a group of rogues to act as their eyeliner."

"If we show up swaggeringly, we will be discovered by them immediately, and that will be a bad thing."

Naturally, everyone had no objection, so they temporarily settled down in this farm.

The three hall masters, two bodyguard heads, and Master Guan Yuan gathered together to discuss the raid plan for the night.

Among the rest of the people, some were to take care of the horses, some were to light the fire and make food, and Zhang Yao was also assigned to take care of the stove.

After half an hour, everyone had a full meal and went to the house to take a rest to prepare for the big battle at night.

It was not until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was almost midnight, that the lights in the farm were lit up, and a group of people gathered together again with a large package.

"Qing Zhuo, you stay here!"

Reverend Guanyuan also carried a package on his back and held a long sword, exhorting him solemnly.

"...I see, uncle must be careful."

Qing Zhuo gritted his teeth, after all he didn't want to join the war.

"let's go!"

Without lighting a torch, the group rushed towards Sishui Town under the bright moonlight.

When they approached Sishui Town, under the leadership of Master Guan Yuan, the crowd turned around and entered the mountain path.

Under the night, Sishui Town was silent, only the Huang Mansion had some light, and the barking of dogs could be heard occasionally.

Not long after walking, Zhang Yao saw a familiar mountain road. Looking up, the shadow of Qingping Palace was already in sight.