Longevity starts from strengthening internal organs

Chapter 199
After watching for a long time and making sure there was nothing unusual, Zhao Ya returned to the courtyard.

"I guess the wind will blow overnight, so let's stay overnight at this inn today, and leave tomorrow after the wind dies down."

Everyone has no objection.

Some people started to bury pots for cooking, and Zhao Ya started to assign people on duty at night.

After the distribution was over, Zhao Ya returned to the house.

Shang Luoluo was looking out of the dilapidated window with a face full of excitement.

For her, hiding in this small room in such bad weather gave her a special sense of security.

Especially with Zhao Ya by his side, this feeling is even stronger.

So she didn't feel bitter at all, on the contrary she looked very happy.

"You and Zui'er will sleep in this room tonight, and I'll watch the night outside. Call me anytime if you need anything, don't run around, understand?" Zhao Ya asked worriedly.

"Got it, Manager Zhao!" Shang Luoluo jokingly said, then smiled and dragged Zui'er away.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Zhao Ya felt helpless.

Ever since they left Dancing Elephant City, Shang Luoluo and Zui'er have been inseparable along the way, closer than sisters.

That's all, the key point is that Shang Luoluo seems to like the feeling of playing against Zhao Ya.

Although he has always obeyed the command in action, he often gives Zhao Ya various nicknames when he speaks.

For example, the housekeeper Zhao is one of them now.

I hope that Zui'er won't be taught badly again.

Zhao Ya thought silently.

After an early dinner, everyone went to bed except the night watchman.

After walking for so many days, even riding a horse was tiring enough, so after a while, snoring sounded one after another in the camp, contrasting with the whistling wind outside, it had a different meaning.

Zhao Ya didn't sleep.

He found a high place leeward and squinted.

Although the night was very dark due to the strong wind, and there were no stars and moons, but with Zhao Ya's eyesight, he could still see things in the distance clearly.

With his lookout and early warning, the safety of the convoy will be greatly increased.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than nine o'clock at night.

Although it wasn't too late, but such a ghostly weather was in the wilderness, so apart from the howling wind, the whole world was extremely quiet.

Zhao Ya has not been idle while hiding here. Although it is impossible to practice boxing, if you don't pay attention, the crumbling post building may be collapsed, but it is still no problem to practice the Eight Parts Vajra Longevity Kung Fu.

For Zhao Ya today, the Eight Vajra Kung Fu and Longevity Kung Fu is no longer a simple skill, but an instinct engraved in the genetic memory.

He didn't even need to practice his movements in a rigid manner like before, he just sat there and could achieve the same effect by relying on muscle tremors.

It's just that due to years of habit, Zhao Ya still likes to follow the action.

One by one movements unfolded like clouds and flowing water, all the bones and muscles of the whole body were mobilized, and the blood flowed through them, changing Zhao Ya's physique extremely slowly but firmly.

Although Zhao Ya's body is already strong enough, this change directly affects the organs themselves.

Some evolutionary omissions and imperfections are undergoing slight changes, gradually developing towards perfection.

Zhao Ya didn't know what he would become if he continued to change like this.

But thinking about it, if one wants to achieve real longevity, then a perfect and immortal body is a must.

The so-called flesh body treasure ship crosses the sea of ​​suffering.

Only when the physical body is strong enough can one be qualified to go against the sky and gain longevity.

After practicing a set of exercises, Zhao Ya only felt refreshed. Although his strength had not been enhanced, his aura had been adjusted to the best state.

"Panel!" He murmured silently in his heart.

A cascade of information followed.

Name: Zhao Ya.Age: 20 years old.Remaining lifespan: 453 (+89 days) years

Skills: Babu King Kong Longevity Kung Fu (Peak 73%)

Five Tiger Fist (Back to Basics 26%)

Blast Sword Technique (28% back to basics)

Light as a swallow (7% back to basics)

Containing Breath (Peak 99%)

Big Smashing Steleman (Peak 31%)

Great Vajra Fist (Peak 35%)

Golden Body Jue (Peak 18%)

Xiaowu Road Chasing Soul Legs (Comprehensive 1789/2000)

[Lung unlocking progress: 40%]

The painstaking training in the county city before made Zhao Ya's statistics improved in all aspects.

But the most important thing is the change of the Eight Vajra Kung Fu and Longevity Kung Fu.

After a period of silence, it seems that due to Zhao Ya's deepening understanding of it, during this period of time, the Babu Vajra Longevity Skill has grown rapidly, and even the remaining lifespan has also improved by leaps and bounds. It has already broken through the 400-year mark and is making great strides towards 500 years.

How scary is this number.

Zhao Ya once asked Master and consulted some information.

After entering the Five Realms, the human body is basically tempered to the extreme, reaching the state of acquired Dzogchen.

In this state, people will basically not get sick, but will only slowly age.

Therefore, the life expectancy of warriors of the five realms can reach more than two hundred years old, and some who are skilled in health preservation can even live to three hundred years old.

But this is almost the limit of human beings, and the only way to live longer is to open the pulse, thereby breaking the limit of the human body.

Zhao Ya didn't find any information about how long the masters of the pulse-opening state can live, but according to his master, he had seen a master of the pulse-opening who had lived for 400 years.

But now Zhao Ya is only half a step into the fifth realm, yet he already has a lifespan similar to that of a master in the Opening Vein realm, which is so strong that it doesn't make sense.

Because this means that Zhao Ya has enough time to practice slowly.

No matter how bad the talent is, it can become stronger little by little with time, so as to reach a height that is difficult for others to reach.

What's more, Zhao Ya's talent is not bad, so the height he can reach will be even more unimaginable.

Just when Zhao Ya had just finished practicing the Eight Parts Vajra Longevity Kungfu, out of the corner of his eye he suddenly caught a glimpse of the shadow of a carriage appearing on the official road in the distance.

Zhao Ya's spirit was instantly lifted, and he immediately looked around.

really.

A convoy appeared on the official road in the distance.

Under the blowing of the strong wind, the speed of this convoy can be described as very slow, but they are indeed moving and heading towards the post station.

Zhao Ya didn't change his face, just went downstairs quietly and told the night watchman to wake up the other guards to protect the safety of the convoy, while he hid in the darkness and continued to observe.

If it was just a passing caravan, Zhao Ya would naturally ignore it.

But how could a normal caravan travel at night in such bad weather.

This was obviously an anomaly, so Zhao Ya decided to be careful.

Even though his strength has reached the half-step fifth stage, and he can even compete with Lu Dingtai, Zhao Ya is still cautious in every way.

Because I'm not the only one on my side, Zui'er and Shang Luoluo are also there, if there is a slight difference, wouldn't it be harming others and myself?

Just as Zhao Ya was getting ready, the convoy had already arrived at the post station.

After seeing the lights in the post station and a convoy already occupying the yard, a guard came to the carriage in the middle against the wind with difficulty.

"Master, there is already a convoy in this station."

The car window opened, and a handsome man appeared inside.

This person was dressed in splendid clothes, and just from the ring inlaid with pearls on his hand, it could be seen that he had a lot of money.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the man frowned.

"After walking for so long, I just wanted to find a place to shelter from the wind, but in the end, someone took it. It's really unlucky."

As he spoke, he nodded and called a rich middle-aged man.

"Old Ding, go and communicate with the people inside. The inn is so big, it shouldn't be a problem to give us half of it."

"Yes, master, I will try it now."

A man named Lao Ding walked towards the post station, but before he got close, Zhao Ya appeared and blocked the way.

Zhao Ya, who was hiding in the dark, heard all these conversations between them.

After confirming that it was a passing caravan and not bandits, Zhao Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

But I didn't expect this so-called young master to speak so loudly, opening his mouth to let him give up half of the space on his side.

So Zhao Ya didn't wait for this old man to enter the arena, and directly appeared to block him.

"I'm sorry, we discovered and cleaned up the inn here first, please forgive me for not being able to receive it." Zhao Ya said lightly.

The old man was taken aback by Zhao Ya who suddenly appeared in front of him, and then turned to look at the young master.

This person naturally also saw Zhao Ya's sudden appearance, but he didn't take it seriously when he heard it.

"This station has been abandoned for a long time, and it is a land without an owner. Why should you occupy it?"

"Give me half of the place, and I will reward you with a thousand taels of gold after dawn, if not..."

Following the man's voice, several guards quietly appeared in front of the carriage, staring at Zhao Ya.

Four realms!

These guards are all four realm warriors!
Seeing this scene, even Zhao Ya couldn't help feeling a little shocked.

When did these warriors from all four realms become Chinese cabbages?

Even the guards of a caravan are served by warriors from all over the world, is it so worthless?

And Zhao Ya's silence made the man think that he was afraid, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Quickly get out of the way, or..."

Before the words fell, Zhao Ya slowly drew out the knife, and the aura that had been restrained unfolded accordingly.

The violent aura instantly changed the expression of these guards.

But Zhao Ya smiled grimly, "What else?"

Half step five realms!

No, judging by the ferocity of this momentum, it is very likely that he is a warrior of the five realms.

These guards made a judgment in an instant, and they calmed down in an instant when they were aggressive.

Even this young master is the same.

He who was originally arrogant, felt Zhao Ya's cold and undisguised killing intent, and then extinguished it, and then laughed dryly.

"Hahaha, just kidding, kidding, since it's inconvenient, let's camp outside!"

As he said that, he winked, and the people in the convoy immediately retreated, and they really started camping beside the official road not far from the post station.

At this moment, all the guards in the station were also alarmed, and they all came outside to watch.

"Master Zhao, what's going on?"

Someone asked in surprise when they saw the convoy camping.

"It's nothing, it should be a passing caravan, intending to enter the station to avoid the wind, but I rejected it."

In fact, Zhao Ya didn't believe that this would be a caravan at all.

May I ask what kind of caravan can afford to hire warriors from the four realms as guards?

At the same time, the man called the young master should not be simple.

But these had nothing to do with Zhao Ya, and he didn't bother to pay attention to what these people did.

Anyway, as long as they don't enter the post station, they will go their separate ways at dawn tomorrow.

Of course, if they were confused about the importance and wanted to find something to do, then Zhao Ya would never mind teaching them how to behave.

"Go back, cheer up tonight." Zhao Ya ordered.

"Yes!"

Zhao Ya also returned to the courtyard, and then saw Shang Luoluo poking his head out of the window, "What's going on outside?"

"It's okay, it's just a passing caravan."

"Caravan? There are still caravans on their way so late?" Shang Luoluo was a little suspicious.

"Who knows, there must be something urgent." Zhao Ya said perfunctorily.

Naturally, Shang Luoluo could hear Zhao Ya's prevarication, but since Zhao Ya didn't want to say anything, she stopped asking.

"Hey, come here!"

She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and her father Shang Jingchuan was not in the courtyard, so she secretly hooked Zhao Ya.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ya walked up to him and asked.

"I can't sleep a little bit," Shang Luoluo said.

"Then what should I do? Do you want me to knock you out? Make sure you fall asleep in a second, so fast." Zhao Ya said.

Shang Luoluo: "..."

Then he rolled his big eyes, "You did it on purpose."

Zhao Ya smiled.

Shang Luoluo also laughed, then lowered his voice and said, "I secretly hid a jug of good wine and a piece of marinated lamb liver, would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Drinking? Here?"

"Of course not here. My father lives in the next room, and the drunk son is asleep. It's not okay to disturb them. Why don't you go upstairs with you? Didn't you hide there and observe the surroundings?" Shang Luoluo said brightly.

Zhao Ya gave Shang Luoluo a strange look, and then couldn't help but teased, "If you go upstairs with me in the middle of the night, you are not afraid of what I will do to you?"

Shang Luoluo cast a winking glance at Zhao Ya, and said with a half-smile, "Okay, I'd like to see what you will do to me."

Now it was Zhao Ya's turn to be speechless.

"Okay, get ready, I'll come pick you up later."

"There's no need to prepare, I've packed everything, let's go, I can't wait." Shang Luoluo raised the food box in his hand and said with a smile.

Zhao Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It seems that you have premeditated."

"hey-hey!"

A moment later, above the post building.

Although the air leaked everywhere, Shang Luoluo couldn't help but let out a sigh when he drank a glass of wine and ate a piece of fragrant and soft lamb liver.

"That's great. It would be even better if there is another bowl of hot mutton noodles at this time."

Zhao Ya was observing the situation outside, especially paying attention to the caravan camped outside, while responding casually.

"Eating so much in the middle of the night, you are not afraid of getting fat."

"Bah, this girl is born beautiful, and she won't gain weight even if she eats a lot." Shang Luoluo didn't like to hear the word "fat", and immediately retorted upon hearing this.

"Okay, okay, you're not fat, it's fine if you're not fat." Zhao Ya didn't want to talk about it with her.

He only wanted to drink the wine in the pot as soon as possible, and then send the daughter of the merchant family back.

In fact, it is impossible to say that Zhao Ya has no idea at all.

After all, Shang Luo Luosheng's beauty is unparalleled, and his appearance is no less than that of Zui'er.

But his father was downstairs, if he really wanted to do something, Shang Jingchuan would dare to chase him down tomorrow with a knife.

At this moment, Shang Luoluo suddenly giggled.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Ya was a little strange.

Shang Luoluo leaned closer to Zhao Ya's ear, breathed like blue and said, "Why do I feel that you dare not look at me?"

Zhao Ya coughed, "Is there any? I was just looking at the caravan outside. Hey, did you notice it? This caravan seems very strange."

It worked.

Shang Luoluo was quickly distracted and looked outside.

"Do you see it?"

"Well, it's a bit strange, this caravan has no goods at all." Shang Luoluo saw the key point at a glance.

"It's not that there are no goods, but the goods are people." Zhao Ya said.

"It sounds reasonable, so it's easy to guess the identity of this so-called young master, either he is the son of an honorable man, or he is from a noble family." Shang Luoluo said.

"What is such a person doing here?" Zhao Ya asked.

"Then who knows, maybe I'm bored in the capital and come out to play." Shang Luoluo said disapprovingly.

Just when the two of them guessed the identity of the man on the posthouse.

Among the convoy, the man was sitting in the tent with his face sinking like water.

"Why did a five-level master suddenly appear, does it have something to do with our trip?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"Probably not. After all, before we came to this inn, they had already occupied this post, and they didn't seem to be looking for us on purpose." The middle-aged man called Lao Ding said.

"That's good!" The man breathed a sigh of relief, and then said angrily.

"It's a pity that it's still far away from the capital, and there's no manpower around, otherwise it won't be his turn to be rampant!"

"Don't be upset, young master. It's not far from the capital, so I hope you can bear with me for a while, and we can talk about anything when we return to the capital." Old Ding persuaded.

　Let’s do it again tomorrow, I’m not feeling well today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)