Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Zhang Yao's words fell:

Many Jindan monks remained silent, and no one took the initiative to stand up and express their willingness to stay.

There is no way, the interests represented by the Taiyin Tide Festival are too amazing.

Especially this time, led by the famous Ancestor Qingxu, it is probably the biggest opportunity in their lives. Who is willing to give up?

Even though Zhang Yao promised to share the harvest and receive additional compensation, how could it compare to going there in person?

"……All right."

Zhang Yao sighed and said:

"Since none of you are willing to stay, let's decide by drawing lots."

As soon as he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the pure mana condensed into a five-color lottery tube. Inside the tube, there was a ball of five-color mist that was constantly expanding and contracting. The entire lottery tube shone with a hazy luster, making it difficult for spiritual thoughts and magic power to penetrate.

This is a lottery tube and aerosol that are not real objects, but a virtual body condensed with magic power. However, unless the magic power and divine will are stronger than Zhang Yao, no one can spy in advance or try to cheat.

Zhang Yao is the only one who can cheat, but this is meaningless. After all, he can directly appoint the candidate. The lottery is just for the sake of fairness.

"Let's draw lots."

Zhang Yao gestured.

"yes."

Everyone responded, and Dugu Yan took the lead, using a trace of spiritual thought to penetrate into the five-color mist, and then quickly pulled away.

The five-color mist flickered for a moment, condensing into a light sign that was a foot long, and fell into Dugu Yan's hand.

He played with the light lottery in his hand, calmly, and watched the other Jindan monks taking action and taking out light lottery of different lengths from the five-color lottery tube.

Because they belonged to the Three Kingdoms, except for Chen Xianhe, the remaining Jindan monks were divided into three batches to draw lots, and the results were soon obtained.

in:

The Sanshan Patriarch of Dali, the foreign Golden Elixir monk from Dayu, and an old Golden Elixir monk from Dacang became the ones responsible for staying behind.

After the results of the drawing came out, except for the three unlucky ones who looked unhappy, the rest of the people secretly breathed a sigh of relief and were in a good mood.

"The result has been decided, the remaining people will prepare well."

Zhang Yao stood up with a flick of his sleeves and motioned for everyone to disperse:

"Early tomorrow morning, we will set off for Jingguo."

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"Boom!" "Boom!"...

More than a dozen rays of light passed through the sky, and the tyrannical aura spread in all directions, causing countless gangs of robbers to flee in shock.

"...Is it my imagination?"

Zhang Yao, who was flying at the front, withdrew his gaze overlooking the desolate land, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

He was already familiar with the process of crossing the deserted belt, having experienced it countless times. He had passed through the long deserted belt just before returning from the Mani Kingdom.

But this time, when he was crossing the deserted area leading to Jingguo, he felt something strange.

This feeling was very vague and slight, and it came out of nowhere, so much so that when Zhang Yao wanted to trace the source, he couldn't find any clues.

"How is this going?"

Zhang Yao can be sure that this is definitely not his illusion.

With his current level of cultivation, it is impossible for him to have any illusions unless he is influenced by someone whose realm is much higher than his own.

He thought for a moment and found that he had no clue. He then asked the ancestors Tianmang, Lonely Yan and Sansha Taoist beside him, but found that everyone was a little confused.

"The strange feeling... doesn't seem to be there."

"Indeed not. Did Ancestor notice something?"

While everyone was discussing, Zhang Yao was keenly aware that Ancestor Zhenyang seemed to have a slight hesitation in his expression.

Zhang Yao's heart moved, and he immediately sent a message to Patriarch Zhenyang alone and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyang, could it be that you also discovered something?"

Ancestor Zhenyang did not dare to neglect, and responded with divine thoughts:

"Replying to Brother Dao, I do have a vague feeling, but it's very slight. It seems to be an illusion caused by the feedback from my spiritual mind."

"When I wanted to follow that feeling and trace it back to its source, I found nothing. It was very strange."

"Yeah……"

Zhang Yao withdrew his spiritual thoughts and looked thoughtful.

Since Ancestor Zhenyang has similar feelings, it further proves that it is not his illusion.

But at present, this matter is quite unclear, and there are no clues at all. I can only press it temporarily and pay attention to it in the future.

Everyone continued to fly past, crossing the deserted area.

The desolate zones on the borders of the Central Plains countries are often thousands of miles wide. Under normal circumstances, at least foundation-building monks are required to try to cross them, and because of the presence of a large number of bandits, the danger is not small.

This is the reason why the Central Plains countries and the Eight Frontiers, and even the countries themselves, are relatively isolated, because there are too few monks who can cross the barren belt.

But Jingguo is an exception.

The special situation in Jingguo has led to a large number of demon cultivators carrying out activities almost openly, making it a paradise for demon cultivators.

Back then, those two demon cultivators who were only in the Qi refining stage were able to spend several years traveling through the barren belts and heading south to Li Country, relying on the power of the demon cultivator's bloodline.

"call……"

After Dunguang passed through the barren zone, everyone, even the monks in the Golden Core realm, inevitably took a few deep breaths and enjoyed the abundant spiritual energy.

In a place like the deserted zone, the higher the cultivation level, the more uncomfortable it is. Even if the Golden Core monks can move there for a long time, they will still be a little unbearable.

"Ancestor."

Dugu Yan took the initiative to ask:

"There are still almost two months until the Lunar Tide Festival begins."

"Should we go straight to Liangyue River and take a seat first, or..."

"Not urgent."

Zhang Yao waved his hand, showing a hint of interest:

"I have heard of Jingguo's name for a long time, but I have never had the chance to come."

"Now that I'm taking advantage of the grand event to come to Jingguo, let's take a look around first."

Zhang Yao was indeed very interested in Jingguo.

When he was in the foundation building period, he had dealt with the demon cultivators of Jing Kingdom. Those people had a relatively young background and came from Tangshan, one of the three top forces in Jing Kingdom.

Later, when I was secretly conducting a bloodline experiment, I even had the idea of ​​going to Jingguo. After all, it was full of demon cultivators there and it was too convenient. However, it was a bit unrealistic, so I gave up the idea.

"The characteristic of Jingguo is that there are many demon cultivators."

Ancestor Zhenyang took a step forward and suggested:

"Brother Taoist, if you want to have a good stroll and experience the customs and customs of Jingguo, why not find a place to stay first."

"That's fine."

Zhang Yao nodded slightly, looked at Ancestor Zhenyang, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist Zhenyang has been to Jingguo more than once, so I'll let you make the arrangements first."

When Ancestor Zhenyang heard this, he immediately showed a look of respect:

"yes."

Half an hour later.

Everyone concealed their cultivation aura and came to a relatively prosperous market in the south of Jingguo in a low-key manner.

In a high-end restaurant that provides monster meat and spiritual wine, everyone is sitting in a luxurious box, chatting casually while enjoying delicious food and wine.

Zhang Yao was holding a wine pot and leaning against the window, admiring the many monks coming and going on the main street.

There are indeed a lot of demon cultivators here. On average, among ten monks, at least three or four are demon cultivators.

And these demon cultivators seemed to have no sense of concealment at all, and openly exposed the traces of demonization. The human cultivators also looked like they were used to it.

Follow his gaze:

Among the demon cultivators on the long street, some have cat ears and fox tails, some have scaly cheeks, some have erect pupils and forked tongues, some have hard shells on their backs... all kinds of demonic characteristics are dazzling to anyone.

"Among the Central Plains countries, the customs and habits of each country are very different."

Zhang Yao sighed in his heart.

Just as the turbid air of Mani Kingdom was the source of the former paradise of demon cultivators, there is also a reason why Jing Kingdom has become a paradise for demon cultivators with demon cultivators everywhere.

It is said that during the ancient destruction period, many ancient monsters died in Jingguo.

In ancient times, each of those who could be called great demons had a realm and power no less than that of the True Monarch of Transformation Gods. One can only imagine how rich and powerful the blood power of these great demons was!

It can be described like this:

If a drop of the ancient demon's blood falls into a river, the concentrated power in it will be completely dispersed, and it can even dye a whole river into blood!

And most of the ancient demons were as huge as mountains, and how many millions of drops of blood did they have in their bodies?

If there is only one end to pay, it may create some dangerous areas, but over a long period of time, it can still be slowly purified by the power of nature.

However, many ancient monsters fell together, and their flesh and blood infiltrated into the depths of the earth. Coupled with the special environment of the Great Destruction era, it directly polluted the entire Jingguo's earth energy.

The earth is rich in virtues, and the energy of the earth's veins is a natural part of the heaven and earth, and all living things on the earth will be affected by it.

This caused a strange phenomenon:

Newborns born in Jingguo, no matter who their parents are, how high their cultivation level is, or how strict their protection is, may naturally carry a trace of demon blood after they are born.

Not only the human race, but also the common birds, animals, flowers, birds, insects and fish in Jingguo, the possibility of them swallowing spiritual energy and becoming monsters has also increased a hundred times, far exceeding any place outside Jingguo.

This phenomenon was called "demon blood reverse transformation" by the immortal cultivators in the medieval times, and this name has been retained to this day.

"The Kingdom of Mani has turbid air, while the Kingdom of Jing has the phenomenon of demon blood reversed."

Zhang Yao shook the wine bottle in his hand and looked thoughtful:

"Some of the characteristics of this so-called demon blood reverse transformation seem to coincide with the bloodline experiments I conducted back then..."

The phenomenon of demon blood reversal has been studied by many people since ancient times, but the more they study it, the more they feel helpless.

simply put:

The bloodline of the demon clan is in the form of a ladder, with strict levels. Take the most famous dragon clan as an example——

There are only a handful of true dragon bloodline types, but the second-level pure-blood dragons have dozens of bloodline types. The further hybrid dragons and even lower dragons and dragon beasts have even more bloodline types. Hundreds, thousands, countless.

The same principle applies to Jingguo.

The bloodlines of the ancient demons who died first were very noble, and the bloodlines derived from this source from generation to generation have divided into at least thousands of varieties.

These bloodlines, whether they are humans or monsters, can continue to combine and multiply, and the crossbreeding of bloodlines will give rise to new ones, so that "their descendants are endless."

I’m afraid no one can tell how many different kinds of demon blood there are in Jingguo today.

"Fellow Taoist Dugu."

Zhang Yao suddenly opened his mouth and ordered:

"You go to the market and collect some demon cultivating techniques for me."