Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"Such a martial art, I really don't know how he cultivated it..."

Nie Lun was just playing with the heavy iron ball in his hand, his mind was soaring.

He has inspected this iron ball countless times in the past seven years, and confirmed that it was originally an ordinary hundred-steel steel, which came from the treasured sword in his collection.

But after being compressed, the material of this iron ball is almost indestructible, even his true energy is hard to destroy.

Every time he sees this iron ball, Nie Lun can't help but think back to that thrilling night that he will never forget.

"You like this thing very much?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, with a hint of a smile.

"ah?"

Nie Luncai was terrified all over, turned around abruptly, and saw a familiar figure wearing a silver metal mask, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Meet the seniors!"

Without saying a word, he bowed deeply, his attitude was extremely respectful, and at the same time, he secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

This old monster's martial arts became more and more unfathomable, and he didn't know how he got in, he didn't even hear the sound of the door opening.

As a dignified master, this is really a bit unbelievable.

"Well, get up and talk."

Zhang Yao waved his hand, sat on a chair beside him, and asked casually:

"In the past three years, what about the information you collected?"

"Senior, wait a moment."

Nie Lun responded, and immediately opened another hidden compartment, took out a thin booklet, and handed it over respectfully.

After Zhang Yao took it, he read it carefully, reading it word by word.

"Um……"

Zhang Yao looked at it for a moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and a hint of disappointment welled up in his heart.

"It's these pretentious rumors again, and there is no trace of the Xian family at all..."

He has heard countless similar rumors, rumors, and weird deeds in the past twenty years.

Every careful exploration will eventually lead to disappointment, either by local liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts, or by foolish people and women who spread falsehoods.

For twenty years, there was no one that was reliable. After many experiences, he can even see something wrong at a glance, saving him even the time to investigate.

Only certain things that are really valuable and unfathomable will he go himself.

Nie Luncai stood aside with his hands tied, secretly sizing up Zhang Yao, thinking to himself:

"This old monster, why do you want me to collect news about these gods and gods, and the apparitions of gods and saints?"

"Could it be that he still believes that there are real immortals in this world?"

He felt in his heart that this silver-faced old monster probably lived too long and was invincible in the world, so that he gave birth to the extravagant hope of immortality.

Just like some emperors in the past dynasties, martial arts and martial arts are top-notch, and they are at the level of history. In addition, they have been in power for many years and kept their promises. Naturally, they yearn for eternal youth.

The martial arts of the silver-faced old monster can be called a martial arts myth, and it is not too much to say that he is the emperor of martial arts. In addition, he must be very old, so it seems normal to have such unrealistic thoughts.

"Why!"

After flipping through the entire booklet, Zhang Yao casually shook it into powder, sighed, got up and said:

"You have done well in the past three years, keep working hard."

"yes."

Only then did Nie Lun bow his head in response, and quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

When he looked up again, he found that the silver-faced old monster had already pushed the door and left, and disappeared into the night after a few steps.

…………

a month later.

Yongzhou, in the ancestral home of the Xie family.

The luxurious study room was brightly lit, and two figures were reflected on the window.

In the study room, a man in a black robe and a silver metal mask was sitting behind a large mahogany desk, flipping through a booklet.

The current old Patriarch of the Xie family respectfully served him a cup of ginseng tea, and then waited on him carefully.

If outsiders saw this scene of him, their eyeballs would probably fall out of shock.

Who in the world doesn't know that the Xie family is a thousand-year-old wealthy family with endless generations of grandmasters. At its peak, there were even three or four grandmasters at the same time, coercing the entire north.

There is no dynasty with a thousand years in the world, but a family with a thousand years!

As the leader of the northern family, even the emperor would take the initiative to marry Xie's daughter-in-law in many times in order to get closer.

The contemporary Patriarch of the Xie family is also a master of martial arts. He is also a well-known arrogant prince and slow public official.

But right now:

This proud and domineering Patriarch of the Xie family is respectful like a servant, serving an outsider in his study.

If this is said, no one will believe it.

"...Well, is there any more?"

Zhang Yao put down the booklet in his hand and asked a question.

If it was someone else, he would not ask such a question, but this Patriarch of the Xie family still has a lot of small thoughts, and sometimes he can give him a little surprise.

"some."

Sure enough, Patriarch Xie took out a book from his pocket and handed it over:

"I found this from the library of the Liu family in Jinyang a few days ago. It records an interesting story about a fairy that one of the Liu family's ancestors met eight hundred years ago."

"That classic book is very old, and it is a lonely copy, so I couldn't lend it out, so I copied it myself, in order to dedicate it to my husband today."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yao's eyes lit up immediately, he took the tome, and said, "You have a heart."

"Don't dare."

Patriarch Xie kept his posture very low.

A thousand-year-old aristocratic family has seen the rise and fall of dynasties, experienced countless turmoil, and has been able to stand still. Often they know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and are able to bend and stretch.

As for these aristocratic families, Zhang Yao is also the most satisfied.

In the long time of hundreds or thousands of years, only the big family with a long history can leave accurate records, instead of vague stories and legends with only scales and claws.

And if you meet the Xie family and Liu family, and your ancestors have personally encountered the suspected existence of the immortal family, it will be even more unexpected joy.

"Well……"

Zhang Yao flipped through the classics in his hands, showing a thoughtful look from time to time, and fell silent.

After hundreds or thousands of years, the reference significance of these classics has long since disappeared, but to some extent, it can give him a better understanding of the world of the Xian family.

It would be even more lucrative if he could come across a classic that records the sect of the immortal family, but it's a pity that he hasn't met it yet.

Including this classic book in his hand:

It is recorded in the classics that the ancestor of the Liu family 800 years ago met a fairy who was meditating in the mountains during an outing. .

During those few days, the ancestors of the Liu family had their eyes wide open and saw all kinds of magical methods of the fairy family, and finally got a fairy jujube when they parted, and lived to be one hundred and four years old after taking it.

In the classics, there are actually very few magical powers and positive descriptions about that immortal, which can only prove that the immortal family existed eight hundred years ago.

Now follow the clues to look for it, it is tantamount to asking for a sword, the possibility of success is too low.

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