Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

A few days later, in the inner courtyard of Jinding Martial Arts Hall, on the Martial Arts Arena.

"call……"

Zhang Yao sat cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, showing a trace of relaxation.

"Finally, the transformation is complete."

As soon as his thoughts moved, the attribute panel appeared out of thin air:

Name: Zhang Yao

Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence

Martial arts: Taiyi Huntian Kungfu (35%), Jinding Kungfu (38%)

Martial Arts: Great Vajra Fist (21%)

Skills: Mastery of Medicinal Materials (50%), Alchemy (14%)

"It was actually cut in half..."

Zhang Yao clicked his tongue a little.

Two days ago, on a whim, he tried to change the division of the panel with his mind, but he did not expect it to be successful.

After some revisions, the panel was divided into three aspects: martial arts, martial arts, and life skills, so that he could view it more intuitively.

"The Taiyi Pile Kung Fu, which was originally a great achievement, has been converted to Taiyi Huntian Kungfu, but it has directly degraded to a minor achievement."

Zhang Yao said with emotion: "It's really a long road ahead, and I don't know when we will reach the summit."

"Fortunately, the last thing I lack is time..."

…………

one year later.

Meng Zongwei and Zhou Hongxiu are officially married.

Meng Zongwei was born as an orphan, and was raised by Zhou An since he was a child. The two have a deep relationship, no less than a father and son.

The combination of the two childhood sweethearts is naturally everyone's blessing.

Zhang Yao also used the small treasury, presented a generous gift, and got drunk with a group of fellow apprentices.

At the wedding banquet of their marriage, he met Master Zhou An's only son "Zhou Changgui" for the first time. The latter hurriedly left Changping two days after attending the wedding banquet.

Zhou An tried to persuade Zhou Changgui to stay, but Zhou Changgui was firm. The father and son had a big fight, and it was the first time Zhang Yao saw Zhou An furious.

...

the second year.

The child of Meng Zongwei and Zhou Hongxiu was born, a daughter.

The two parents who were parents for the first time were in a hurry and often made jokes. Sometimes Zhang Yao had to help coax the children.

Zhou An was very happy, feeling very relieved, but he couldn't stop the aftereffects of the decline in Qi and blood becoming more and more obvious, and he seemed to have aged several years in the past year.

The second senior brother Xiao Yao inherited the family business and became the new head of the Xiao family.

Among the fellow seniors, the relationship between him and Zhou An is relatively the shallowest. Back then, Zhou An accepted him more because of a combination of interests, in order to gain the support of the Xiao family and gain a firm foothold in the city.

But after so many years, the relationship between the master and the apprentice still exists, but after becoming the head of the family, Xiao Yao came to the martial arts gym less often.

He once proposed that he wanted Zhang Yannian and Zhang Yao to help him in the past, but they both refused, and he didn't insist.

...

The third year.

A famine broke out in the north, and tens of thousands of rebel troops marched south to attack the city. Changping was full of wind and rain.

The scale of the rebellion this time was the largest in more than ten years, far surpassing all previous refugee and rebel armies, causing panic among the people.

But Zhang Yao found that the big shots in Changping City, as well as a group of martial arts experts, were not too worried.

On the day when the rebel army attacked the city, Zhang Yao was dragged by his master and stood on the top of the city gate, witnessing the miracle of the battlefield where 3,000 broke 30,000.

Such a miracle can happen not because of how elite the three thousand soldiers in Changping City are, but only because of one person.

The old lady of the Wang family, the county guard, made a move, criss-crossing the battlefield, unmatched, beheading the generals in a crowd of thousands of troops, completely destroying the command of the chaotic army, breaking the morale of the army, so that it was easily broken by three thousand soldiers.

This was the first time Zhang Yao saw the strength of the Grandmaster, he was greatly shocked and yearned for it.

...

fourth year.

Zhou An's old age became more and more obvious, and he began to suffer from coughing and qi deficiency, and his strength was not as good as before.

Many things in the Jinding Martial Arts Gym have been gradually handed over to the big disciple Meng Zongwei. Zhou Hongxiu took care of the children alone, so he often quarreled with him.

This year, Zhang Yannian left Jinding Martial Arts.

He was originally the son of a close friend of Zhou An's. That friend died in a vendetta, so he adopted Zhang Yannian and taught him himself.

Zhang Yannian left Changping City, and it is said that he returned to his father's hometown, and only occasionally had the opportunity to communicate through letters.

Zhang Yao also left.

Through Zhou An's relationship, he went to the county guard's mansion as a martial arts priest, with an annual salary of one hundred and twenty taels, and his life was pretty good.

...

Time is like water, passing quietly.

In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed since the battle of Qingping Palace.

Jinding Martial Arts Gym, inner courtyard.

"Ahem..."

Zhou An, with gray beard and hair, was leaning on the bed with a pale and weak face, coughing non-stop.

There were obvious age spots on his face and hands, his skin was dry and sallow, and he was no longer as strong as before, like an ordinary sick old man.

"Father, I've taken some medicine."

Zhou Hongxiu, who was already a mature woman, held a medicine bowl and handed it over carefully.

Zhou An barely drank most of it, then shook his head and refused to drink any more.

Zhou Hongxiu sighed, and didn't force it anymore, but just as he put down the medicine bowl, he heard bursts of commotion and noise from outside.

"……here we go again!"

She frowned, with lingering disgust in her eyes.

"Father, you rest first, I'll go and have a look."

As soon as she got up, she was grabbed by Zhou An. She subconsciously wanted to break free, but she didn't.

Zhou Hongxiu turned her head in surprise, and saw that Zhou An's eyes were no longer cloudy as before, a gleam flashed, and she said in a hoarse voice: "I said a long time ago, Zong Wei's Golden Cauldron Kungfu has not been accomplished for a day, and he will always be a deadly one." Defects."

"Relying on others is worse than relying on ourselves. The protection of martial arts is also limited. It is impossible to accommodate us all the time."

Zhou Hongxiu's complexion was a little ugly, and he said in a low voice: "Father, you have practiced for thirty years before you can complete the Golden Cauldron Kungfu."

"How old is Zong Wei now? His talent is already not bad, and he will be able to reach perfection in at most two or three years..."

Zhou An shook his head, his voice hoarse: "Everyone has come to the door, how could it be possible to give him two or three years?"

In martial arts, the competition is also fierce.

There are not many martial arts experts in the world, and a stable place like Changping City is still very attractive in troubled times.

But for so many years, there are still only five martial arts gyms and three bodyguard bureaus in Changping City. This is of course the result of deliberate control. Foreign martial artists often get involved without any good results.

If it was a few years ago, Zhou An's strength still exists, and he has the face of martial arts, no one would dare to come to the door to kick the hall and provoke.

However, in the past few years, his qi and blood have declined, and his strength has long since disappeared, so he can barely rely on Meng Zongwei, the eldest disciple who took over the martial arts gym.

But just a martial artist of Dacheng level obviously cannot support the business of thousands of taels of silver this year. There are too many people coveting it, and the favors accumulated in the past can't stand the wear and tear again and again.

This time—

That foreign martial artist somehow got into the relationship with Kuang Lei Martial Arts, and got Zhao Donglai's tacit approval.

As a result, the rest of the martial arts clubs did not dare to intervene in this matter. Meng Zongwei endured the opponent's door-to-door provocations again and again, and found excuses to escape from the competition, which had seriously affected the business of the martial arts halls.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Jinding Martial Arts will collapse and be replaced by others.

"You go to Ayao."

Zhou An grabbed Zhou Hongxiu's wrist, and solemnly said: "If you come to ask him for help, he will definitely agree."