Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

In the snow, there was silence.

Feng Changqing and a dozen healthy servants at the side stared blankly at this scene.

"Get up and talk."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yao stretched out his hand to signal, and a gentle force lifted Feng Lu up out of thin air.

"Shangxian..."

After Feng Lu got up, his eyes were already red, and there was even a trace of sobs in his voice:

"Feng Lu is in his twilight years, it is a great fortune to see her beauty again!"

Feng Changqing, who was standing beside him, only realized it at this time, his eyes widened involuntarily, and his heart was trembling.

"Immortal? In the depths of Tiandu Mountain, there really are immortals?!"

He felt dizzy for a while, and everything around him seemed to be full of unreality.

But my grandfather's reaction clearly indicated that this young man who seemed to be in his twenties was one of the immortals who saved him back then!

Forty years without looking old, isn't this a living god? !

Zhang Yao looked at Feng Lu a few times, and said with emotion:

"Spring and autumn in the mountains are like flowing water. The once young scholars are now very old."

"It is also thanks to the great blessing of the gods, the jujube bestowed on me back then, which has kept me in good health to this day..."

Feng Luxu babbled on, with a relieved look on his face, as if he had fulfilled a wish, and shared his experiences over the years.

Forty years ago:

After Feng Lu ranked second in high school, his talents were quickly brought into play. He started to work in the Ministry of Rites, and then was sent to the magistrate and state shepherd, step by step to reach the position of prime minister.

He stayed in the position of prime minister for more than ten years before returning home because of his old age.

After returning to his hometown of Siping Town, he spent all day playing with his grandchildren and enjoying the family happiness. At the same time, he had a wish to climb Tiandu Mountain again and thank the immortals face to face.

This is the third time he has climbed the mountain. The first two times he returned without success. This time, he bumped into Zhang Yao and was about to leave. Finally, he got his wish.

"You don't have to thank me."

Zhang Yao smiled unabated, and said:

"You are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and you are filial and sincere. When I waited to make a move, it was your own sincerity in exchange for it."

"You are able to become the top of the hundred officials with a white body, and you rely on your own ability."

Feng Lu shook his head when he heard this, and said:

"If it weren't for the pity of the gods back then, I'm afraid I would have given up studying because of my poor family, let alone be able to achieve the position of prime minister."

The two chatted for a while, and then Feng Lu realized that the seven immortal families had already left one after another, and now only Zhang Yao was left.

At this time, even this "Shangxian Qingxu" was about to leave Tiandu Mountain, so he was able to meet him today.

"this……"

While the two were chatting, Feng Changqing on the side gradually came to his senses, his eyes rolled, and thoughts floated in his mind.

This is a living immortal, and it is a great fate to see one side. It would be a pity to miss it like this...

Thinking of this, he hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't hold back anymore. He found an opportunity and took the initiative to intervene:

"Shangxian doesn't know something."

"The reason why my grandfather resigned from his old age and returned to his hometown was actually not out of his own will, but because he was squeezed out by treacherous courtiers..."

As soon as this remark came out, Feng Lu's complexion suddenly changed, and he gave Feng Changqing a hard look, showing a trace of hatred for iron.

He has experienced the ups and downs of the world and the ups and downs of the officialdom all his life, so he doesn't know what his grandson is planning?

But his only wish was to see the Xian family again, and he didn't dare to have more extravagant demands. Feng Changqing's words of gossip really annoyed him.

"Don't blame the gods, my grandson has been pampered since he was a child, and he doesn't care what he says..."

Feng Lu hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, still feeling a little uneasy.

If it's his own grandson's words, making this Qingxu Shangxian suspect that he has ulterior motives will greatly violate his original intention.

"No problem."

Zhang Yao saw through Feng Changqing's careful thinking at a glance, but he didn't care, he waved his hand and said:

"Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"……yes."

Hearing this, Feng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily brought up his case one by one.

As he said, the reason why Feng Lu resigned and returned to his hometown was that apart from being too old, the more important reason was that he was squeezed out by several factions in the DPRK.

He was upright and upright all his life, loyal and daring to advise, and won the respect of three generations of emperors, but he also offended many court dignitaries, especially after he became prime minister.

Last year, after the new king came to the throne, several major factions in the DPRK and China launched an attack together, and made him disgraced, so he had to resign voluntarily.

"... I implore the Immortal to bring order out of the chaos and return the people of Lu Kingdom to a bright future!"

After Feng Changqing had finished speaking, he lowered his head, feeling overwhelmed.

Zhang Yao was not surprised after hearing his words.

Everything in the world cannot avoid the law of prosperity and decline, and the same is true for a dynasty.

Forty years ago, when he came to Zhongzhou to look for Tiandu Mountain, the state of Lu was in its heyday of the century since its founding, and its national power was at its peak.

But after the heyday, it slipped into the abyss of decline little by little.

"The world has been peaceful for hundreds of years, the population is increasing, but the land is limited."

"Combined with the corruption caused by the concentration of power, the top elites became more greedy, oppressed and exploited from top to bottom, sucked the people's fat, and the annexation of land in various places has intensified, and the signs of turmoil have long been planted."

"The current state of Lu, although far from the last years of the dynasty, has already begun to go downhill. Deep conflicts are accumulating day by day. In a few decades or hundreds of years, there will be a total outbreak."

"At that time, the world will be in chaos, and it will only happen in an instant."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"This is the so-called law of the cycle of the dynasty. It is surging like a tide, and even immortal cultivators cannot stop it."

"It's been almost two hundred years since I traveled through this world, and I can just sit and watch the ups and downs of the world and the rise and fall of dynasties. How similar is the Great Wei of the past and the Great Lu of today..."

At this moment, Zhang Yao had the most profound understanding of the meaning of "immortal".

There was a faint touch in his heart, as if he had grasped something, but after he really calmed down and thought about it, he couldn't grasp the flash of light.

"Shangxian..."

Feng Lu looked at Zhang Yao lost in thought, and couldn't help but said:

"Shangxian, don't be misled by this kid's words. I am already over seventy years old, and I really don't want to set foot in the court anymore."

Hearing his words, Feng Changqing's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Yao came to his senses, feeling a little regretful in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He would have plenty of opportunities to comprehend the artistic conception of longevity in the future.

"It may be a good thing that you don't want to return to the court."

He smiled slightly and said:

"Since your long-cherished wish is over, let's say goodbye to you and me."

After finishing the words, he flicked his sleeves, and a bright yellow flying sword sprang out like a fish, turning into a bright light.

Zhang Yao stepped on the flying sword, and the mana power machine combined with the flying sword's law prohibition, and it turned into a shocking rainbow in an instant, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared into the sky after a few flashes.

On the top of Tiandu Mountain, Feng Lu, Feng Changqing and others watched this scene, shocked and unable to speak for a long time.

This is leaving my homeland, and there is no time to return.