Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"right."

Zhang Yao took out a few pieces of fire paper and threw them into the basin with a very calm voice.

"Changping City is no longer suitable for me to stay."

"Master and his old man are gone now, and I have got what I want. I have nothing to worry about, so it's good to leave."

"this……"

Meng Zongwei hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but said: "Then you can stay and live with us."

With sincerity in his tone, he continued: "Junior brother, I only knew your true strength not long ago."

"But I want you to stay, not to covet your glory and shelter."

"You were born in Changping County, and you have lived in Changping City for so many years. Why do you want to leave all of a sudden?"

"As the old saying goes, it's very cheap to be away from home. It's hard to be a wanderer, just like me back then. It's miserable..."

Looking at the tumbling fire in the copper basin, Zhang Yao said, "Brother, I have to leave."

"I'm too young, and being young makes them envious, jealous, and even a little scared."

Hearing his words, Meng Zongwei was silent.

Zhang Yao turned his head, looked in the direction of Changping City, and said in a flat tone: "Although I have repeatedly stated that I am not greedy for power and status, their fear will only become stronger day by day, and they will try their best to test me."

"This kind of temptation has accumulated to a certain extent. Maybe I can't help but attack me and want to cut off the threat in advance."

"I'm not afraid of them, but I don't want to spend my life in this kind of meaningless waste."

He turned his head to look at the copper basin again, took out a few pieces of fire paper and threw them in, and said firmly, "Therefore, I must leave."

"Perhaps, I will find a place to start my life again, continue to pursue the ultimate martial arts, and explore the mysteries of the realm of the master."

"……I see."

Meng Zongwei took a deep breath and said, "Junior brother, then I will help you on your journey."

"Um."

Zhang Yao nodded, and said, "Elder brother, don't worry, even though I'm gone, my reputation is still somewhat intimidating."

"At least for a few years, they will definitely try their best to protect Jinding Martial Arts Hall, and no one will dare to make trouble."

"In a few years, brother's Golden Cauldron Kungfu should be complete, and he will be able to truly inherit the mantle of master and continue to open the martial arts hall."

"Um."

Meng Zongwei nodded firmly, and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother."

"Jinding Martial Arts Hall is my home, and it is also my master's life's painstaking efforts. I will not let the martial arts hall be abandoned."

A conversation ended hastily.

After everyone kowtowed, they left the grave together.

In the evening, Meng Zongwei held a farewell banquet, and the brothers and sisters got drunk.

In the early morning of the next day, when the wind and snow were blowing, Zhang Yao left Changping City on a horse with his bags on his back.

After getting the news of his departure, Zhao Donglai, the old ladies of the Chen family and Li family, and many people in Changping City all breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

…………

Half a month later.

Lingjiang City, inside an ordinary inn.

Zhang Yao sat in front of the round table, looked at the classics in his hands, and fell silent.

"I finally understand the realm of the master."

"However, in terms of specific description, it is still mysterious and mysterious, and there is no feasible specific method..."

This classic book is exactly the master's experience that he has been thinking about.

Not long after that night, Zhao Donglai delivered the object himself, along with a lot of treasures such as gold leaves, fine jade, and night pearls.

Although there is only one bag, it is worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, enough for a large family to last ten lifetimes.

And to reassure him, what Zhao Donglai sent was not a handwritten copy, but the original handwritten by the Grandmaster Wang, with strong and powerful handwriting.

"The Realm of a Grandmaster..."

Zhang Yao put away the classics and fell into deep thought.

This experience, which uploaded and recorded the cultivation experience, breakthrough experience and thoughts of Grandmaster Wang, spanned decades.

The most important of these is the record from the age of forty to fifty-seven.

At the age of forty, he was perfect inside and out, and he was promoted to a top master; at the age of fifty-seven, he understood the mystery and became a master.

According to the records of Grandmaster Wang: After becoming a master, a mysterious energy will be born in the body, which is called "true energy" or "inner energy", which can be called infinite magic.

The master's tyrannical strength, as well as various miraculous features, are all based on true energy.

However, Grandmaster Wang himself is not very clear about how to cultivate true energy, and the key descriptions are vague and full of speculation.

"It's still shallow."

"If it's the court, the royal family, or the prince's family, there will be masters sitting in the town for generations, and there will definitely be more detailed records."

"Even in their hands, they may still have a specific breakthrough method, rather than just a general direction."

Zhang Yao frowned, and then slowly relaxed it, laughing at himself: "I'm still too greedy, eating what's in the bowl, and looking at what's in the pot."

"It's already very good to have a general direction. It's better than running around like headless chickens and struggling with time."

That night at the Sheriff's Mansion was full of dangers, and Zhang Yao was not going to participate in similar things again.

He is already content to have a copy of the master's cultivation experience in his hand, and it is not all fruitless.

"The key to a breakthrough was summed up by Grandmaster Wang decades later as 'reconcile internal and external, wait for the right time'."

Zhang Yao recalled the records in his mind, still pondering secretly.

Decades ago, Grandmaster Wang also experienced various transformations from high-spirited and confident to restless and depressed.

It wasn't until ten years later, when he reached the age of knowing his destiny, that he finally calmed down and dealt with it calmly. He practiced calligraphy every day, entertained his grandchildren, enjoyed family happiness, and almost forgot to continue practicing martial arts hard.

After living like this for several years, suddenly one day, he was blessed to the heart, comprehended the mystery, and refined a trace of true energy.

With a lifetime of true energy, he crossed the peak and achieved the realm of a master.

"Mood, mood..."

Zhang Yao seemed to have grasped the key point.

In his view, nothing in the world happens for no reason.

At least his martial arts and his body are real, and there will be no such thing as sudden enlightenment and sudden increase in skill.

Just like when he used to practice martial arts, even if his martial arts breaks through to the stage of minor or great success, he still has to wait for many days to give his body time to continue strengthening and transforming, not overnight.

"Perhaps, the process of refining true qi is the same?"

Combining his years of practice experience and his master's experience, Zhang Yao came up with a guess.

The birth of true qi probably requires time for the body to conceive, and the state of mind is very important.

Emotional stimulation, great joy and great sorrow, and exhaustion all day will harm the body and damage the balance of viscera, resulting in the delay in refining true qi.

Only Zhongzheng's peaceful life and a life of indifference to Zhiyuan are the most suitable for the birth of true energy.

"If my guess is correct, it would be too easy for me, who has an immortal body, to maintain such a mentality."

"Without the pressure of longevity, everything can look lighter."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao thought deeply, "Perhaps, we should find a place to live in seclusion for a while? Live the life of an ordinary person?"