Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

White River City, the prefect's mansion.

"ah……"

Zhang Yao yawned and woke up sleepily from the luxurious big bed.

He pushed away the white and tender arms on his body, turned over and got off the bed, naked, and shouted:

"Come here, change my clothes for the master."

Several beautiful maids who were always waiting outside rushed in and served Zhang Yao skillfully.

Under the service of many maids, Zhang Yao put on the luxurious brocade clothes, then ran to the toilet unsteadily, tearing off his robes to release water.

On the way back, he ran into a few little maids, and he went up to tease them, which made them shy and ran away.

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Yaozhi laughed triumphantly, sniffed the fragrance from his fingertips, and wandered to the front hall.

There were actually quite a few servants and maids in the Sheriff's Mansion, but they were all scattered by him. Now there are only more than a hundred young maidservants and servant girls in the Sheriff's Mansion, who are responsible for serving him alone.

"Do I count as a villain who becomes arrogant when he succeeds?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao couldn't help laughing.

He is a majestic martial arts master, and he is not a villain no matter what.

He was quite satisfied with his life as the county magistrate, and it was the most comfortable life he had ever lived in two lifetimes and decades.

If he had stayed in Changping City back then, he might have been able to live such a luxurious life, but how could he be as comfortable as he is now?

The power of the Grandmaster is enough to suppress all dissatisfaction. No one in Baihe City dares to defy his order openly, and a single sentence can make all the major forces panic.

"Master, please eat."

When Zhang Yao came to the front hall, the exquisite breakfast was ready.

There are 18 dishes in total, the combination of meat and vegetables, the style is exquisite, and the color, flavor and taste are all good, especially the local steamed carp is a must, Zhang Yao eats it every meal.

The entire county guard's mansion exists to serve him alone, no matter what time he sleeps until he wakes up, or whenever he wants to eat, he can always eat food.

"I slept until I was exposed to the sun, but I still have to eat breakfast."

Zhang Yao picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. He ate several bowls of porridge while snoring.

The porridge he ate was made from pearl rice mixed with ginseng silk. It was light and sweet, nourishing and beautifying. The cost alone cost more than ten taels of silver, which was unimaginable luxury for ordinary people.

"master."

While eating, a delicate housekeeper came over, bent down, breathed out and said:

"Sun Ruozhu from the Cao Gang sent a letter in person, saying that the leader of the Cao Gang has come and wants to make an appointment with you."

"The leader of the Cao Gang? The 'Pingbo Dragon King'?"

Zhang Yao paused, then thoughtfully said: "Indeed, he should come too."

He waved his hand and said lazily: "Then promise for me, and ask him to meet in an hour."

"yes."

After the delicate housekeeper left, Zhang Yao quickly finished his breakfast, went for a walk in the back garden, and found a few beautiful maids to play chess.

During his eight years in Jiangdu, he fell in love with playing chess and listening to storytelling, and these two hobbies have remained to this day.

If you want to listen to storytelling, you only need to say a word, and within a quarter of an hour, the most famous storyteller in Baihe City will come to the Sheriff's Mansion to perform for him alone.

If he wants to play chess, the major families also thoughtfully sent a domestic servant girl who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is responsible for pleasing his hobbies.

Inside the gazebo in the garden:

"Hahaha, you lost again, admit the bet and admit defeat, it's time to take off your clothes."

"Oh, master, you're playing tricks again..."

"Don't talk nonsense, master, I am very skilled at chess, especially good at attacking the heart and slaying the big dragon. I will let you see it tonight..."

…………

An hour later.

Zhang Yao put on a brocade robe and came to the main hall of the Sheriff's Mansion.

A middle-aged man in his forties with a majestic face and black beard and hair, tall and strong, was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind, peacefully at ease.

From a distance, it looks like a sleeping mighty lion, full of breathtaking pressure.

"Um?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately locked on Zhang Yao, looking up and down.

"Leader Li? I've heard of you for a long time!"

Zhang Yao showed a smile, stepped forward and bowed his hands.

"Don't dare to be."

Li Xiaofeng stood up and politely returned a salute:

"Li is just gaining a false name, how dare he be praised by Brother Zhang."

The two exchanged a few polite words, and immediately after they sat down again, a maidservant offered tea.

"This Li Xiaofeng must be seventy years old, right?"

While exchanging pleasantries with him, Zhang Yao curiously looked at this one of the famous Jiangdu overlords, the "Pingbo Dragon King" who led the Cao Gang.

This Li Xiaofeng is definitely a legend.

It is said that he came from a humble background, but he was endowed with extraordinary talents. He experienced ups and downs in his life, which were compiled into storytelling and biographies.

Decades ago, although the Cao Gang had a large number of people, but its forces were dispersed, lack of unified management, and there were no masters in charge, it has never been regarded by the government and business alliances in Jiangdu.

Until Li Xiaofeng's rise:

He ascended to the Grandmaster at the age of fifty, and immediately integrated the major sub-rudders with strong means, allowing the influence of the Cao Gang to grow and spread rapidly in a short period of time.

By the time Zhang Yao entered Jiangdu, the influence of the Cao Gang had been deeply rooted, and it had been fighting against the government and the business alliance for many years.

Estimated by time:

Li Xiaofeng was almost forty years old when he served as the helmsman of Baihe more than 30 years ago and led his subordinates to wipe out the bandit "Black Whirlwind" who ravaged Baibo Lake.

Now that more than thirty years have passed, Li Xiaofeng should be seventy years old anyway, only the Grandmaster can lock his blood and keep his body from falling, so he looks like he is in his forties.

"Brother Zhang."

Li Xiaofeng chatted with Zhang Yao for a while, but couldn't help being curious, and asked:

"Brother Zhang must have become a master not long ago, right? I wonder how old he is this year?"

After Zhang Yaohengkong was born, the origin naturally attracted all parties to investigate.

Although he couldn't find out his past, but he couldn't hide it from the three months he rented in the small courtyard.

After learning about his experiences and actions, Li Xiaofeng concluded that Zhang Yao spent a hundred days of transformation in Baihe City.

Zhang Yao smiled slightly and said, "I am forty-three years old."

He intentionally falsely reported his age, but even so, it still surprised Li Xiaofeng.

"Forty-three years old... No wonder you look so young..."

Li Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said with emotion:

"Brother Zhang's talent is really the first person I have ever seen in my life!"

Forty-three-year-old Grandmaster, what does this mean?

This shows that the person in front of him is likely to become a top expert in his thirties or even in his twenties, which is really unimaginable.

It is rare to see a thirty-year-old internal family consummation. Most of the top masters catch up with the last train of the peak period of energy and blood at the age of thirty-four or five, and can continue to practice external martial arts.

He thought that he had chances and adventures, which were considered rare in the world, but even so, they were far inferior to Zhang Yao's abnormality.

"Brother Li is absurd."

Zhang Yao smiled and didn't explain anything.

In his opinion, with Li Xiaofeng's talent, if he doesn't fight and kill, but finds a place to cultivate his mind and character, it is not difficult to become a master in his early forties.

It's just that he won't take the initiative to tell others about the mystery.