Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Two hours later.

Lao He, who had lost too much blood, finally woke up slowly under the treatment of everyone.

After he woke up, his complexion was still as pale as paper. He looked at the empty left arm, without saying a word, and his eyes lost their luster.

Seeing this, everyone could only comfort him a few words, and then retreated out without disturbing him to meditate alone.

The human body is the treasure raft for passing through the world and the foundation of cultivating the Tao. If it is seriously damaged, it means that the way of practicing is cut off.

Before the Yuanying stage, once the body was damaged, there was basically no way to repair it except for some second- and third-order panacea, or treasures of heaven and earth.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist He has damaged his precious body, I don't know what to do in the future..."

Zhao He and Zhang Yao discussed a few words, and their expressions were quite worried.

After leaving Lao He's residence, several people went to visit Fatty Chen again, and then dispersed.

the next day.

Zhang Yao was still in meditation, when Old He suddenly came to the door with a calm expression, as if he had stepped out of the shadows.

"Friend He? You are..."

Zhang Yao looked a little surprised.

Because Lao He didn't come to the door empty-handed, but with a classic book.

"Fellow Taoist Qingxu."

Old He sighed and said:

"I am more than a few years old, and now I have broken an arm, and there is no hope of cultivating the Tao. I am ready to go north to defend the country, and this is the rest of my life."

"Didn't you always want to learn alchemy from me?"

"Before I leave, I don't have anything to leave to fellow Taoists. I only have what I have learned, and I can barely see it."

"If fellow daoists don't dislike it, I can teach fellow daoists my alchemy technique. In the future, fellow daoists will be responsible for refining the bigu elixir in Tiandu Mountain."

Hearing this, Zhang Yao was immediately moved, and saluted:

"Then thank you, Fellow Daoist He."

Over the years, he has also asked Fatty Chen and Lao He for advice on formation techniques and alchemy methods.

Fatty Chen was straightforward, and taught him some knowledge about formations and restrictions, but Lao He hesitated and talked about him every time, and refused to teach him.

Zhang Yao didn't insist either. After asking several times, but with no results, he dismissed the idea.

He can also understand this. After all, the method of refining the elixir can be said to be the capital of one's life, and it is not comparable to some superficial knowledge of formations and restrictions.

Unexpectedly, after experiencing the catastrophe of Wuyin Island, Lao He was disheartened and ready to leave, and he offered to teach him.

"Fellow Taoist Qingxu."

Lao He handed the classics in his hand to Zhang Yao, saying:

"This is the experience of alchemy described by myself. Fellow Daoists, memorize it first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time."

"After the fellow Taoists master it, you can follow me to learn how to refine the panacea."

"good."

Zhang Yao took the classics solemnly and said:

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, I will definitely live up to the great trust of Fellow Daoist."

In the following time:

Lao He soon discovered that Zhang Yao actually had a certain foundation in alchemy, and soon learned various methods and tricks of refining elixir.

Although Zhang Yao's skills are not of wood or fire attributes, and have no benefit on alchemy, they are only some basic alchemy techniques and have little impact.

A few months later, under Zhang Yao's painstaking research, he has digested all of what Lao He has learned in his life.

Lao He can refine three kinds of elixir in total. In addition to the simplest Bigu Pill, there is also the "Bone Blood Pill" that heals injuries quickly, and the "Yangyuan Pill" that improves cultivation.

However, the latter two kinds of panacea, because the required materials are a little more expensive, Lao He has not practiced them a few times, and he does not have much experience.

Half a year after the disaster of Hidden Fog Island:

"Old He, take care all the way!"

Zhang Yao, Fatty Chen, Zhao He, Jiang Rou and his wife bid farewell to Lao He in Tiandu Mountain.

"I wish you all immortality, and hope to see you again in the future."

Old He smiled freely, bid farewell to everyone, turned around and flew away with the magic weapon.

Like Lunan back then, he planned to go to Weiguo to serve as a royal enshrinement, enjoy the rest of his life, and maybe marry a wife, have children, accept apprentices and teach the Dharma.

The royal family of Weiguo is a family of immortal cultivators, and they have recruited many immortal cultivators to serve as worshippers. I heard that the treatment is pretty good.

However, the competition in the Kingdom of Wei is very fierce, and the royal family can only provide glory and wealth, and can't allocate much resources to worship, so only some immortal cultivators who have no hope of immortality will make this choice.

"Why……"

Fatty Chen, Zhao He, and Jiang Rou all seemed a little bit downhearted when another old friend left.

After chatting casually for a while, a few people dispersed.

…………

Nine years later.

Zhang Yao, Fatty Chen and a new monk bid farewell to Zhao He and Jiang Rou.

Compared with Lao He's disheartened back then, Zhao He was full of vigor and confidence in his speech.

Because he broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining.

In the mid-stage of Qi refining, one is eligible to go north to seek refuge with a certain sect, aristocratic family, or join the market, and exchange contributions for resources, which can greatly speed up the speed of practice.

If there is another chance, it may not be impossible to break through to the foundation building stage in this life and become the immortal powerhouse that everyone envies.

Even if the hope is slim, there is hope anyway.

"Fellow daoist is precious!"

In the farewell of everyone, Zhao He left Tiandu Mountain with his Taoist companions.

Seven years later.

Fatty Chen also left.

He was the same as Lao He back then, because he was too old, he gave up continuing to climb the immortal road, and was going to go to Weiguo to enjoy the wealth.

This time, there were three people who saw him off, but Zhang Yao was the one he was most familiar with. After the two bid farewell to each other, Fatty Chen drove away with the magic weapon.

Zhang Yao withdrew his gaze and sighed in his heart:

"Time flies, unexpectedly I have become the oldest monk in Tiandu Mountain."

"It's been five or six years since I've been stuck in a bottleneck, and I've practiced more than a dozen spells perfectly, and I don't know how I can break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining..."

…………

Negligently, more than ten years have passed.

Nearly forty years have passed since Zhang Yao entered Tiandu Mountain.

"Thank you Brother Qingxu!"

Several monks in the spiritual veins of Tiandu Mountain came to Zhang Yao's palace to receive the Bigu Spirit Pill, all of them looked a little respectful.

The former Heavenly Capital Seven Friends have long since drifted away with the wind.

There are five monks in Tiandu Mountain today, Zhang Yao is the absolute backbone, not only responsible for maintaining the formation, but also taking care of the spiritual field and refining the bigu elixir.

Such a status, coupled with the fact that he is the oldest and most qualified, is naturally respected by everyone, and he is called "Brother Dao" in his speech, vaguely higher than half a generation.

"My fellow daoists, please be polite."

After Zhang Yao exchanged pleasantries with everyone, he sent them away.

"These junior monks are really not as good as one class..."

Looking at their leaving backs, Zhang Yao withdrew his gaze and shook his head secretly.

On the surface, he was almost seventy years old, and the young monks in Tiandu Mountain and Kongqingchuan were all guessing when he was going to leave Lu and go north.

Zhang Yao also knew that he couldn't stay any longer, otherwise he would be suspicious and cause some small troubles sooner or later.

Twenty years ago, he reached the peak of the third level of Qi Refining, but it is a pity that he has been stuck in the bottleneck period for so many years.

For this, he has long been mentally prepared. After all, Lao He and Fatty Chen were stuck for twenty or thirty years and could not make any progress. In the end, they had no choice but to give up chasing the immortal way.

"Stay for another two years!"

In Zhang Yao's mind, a decision was soon made.

"Within two years, if you can break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, you will just leave openly."

"If you can't, then leave Tiandu Mountain temporarily, go to the human world to stay for a few years, and then change your appearance and join Kong Qingchuan..."