Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"The disaster of pond fish..."

Zhang Yao sighed deeply, feeling his own powerlessness.

Even though his skills are close to mastery and his skills are far superior to ordinary people, he has never practiced martial arts and fighting, and he is worse than an ordinary soldier.

Encountered such an accident tonight, they could only run away desperately, without even a trace of resistance.

"If you're unlucky, or not cautious enough, it's likely to fall tonight."

"It seems that I have to find a way to practice martial arts as soon as possible. I don't want to ask for some real profound skills, and at least I have to have some self-protection power."

In Zhang Yao's mind, he began to plan his future path.

The Qingping Palace was finished, and the Taoist profound arts he had painstakingly pursued also came to naught.

After finally escaping from birth, what should I do?

"This chaotic army is powerful. Now that the Qingping Palace is destroyed, the nearby villages and towns may not be able to live in peace in the future."

"In such a chaotic world, ordinary people are precarious. If you want to be safe, you must find a big city with a strong city and strong defenses..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao immediately thought of a place name——Changping.

As the seat of the county, Changping City is the largest city within a hundred miles, and it is very powerful. It has never been breached in a hundred years.

The refugee army half a year ago, as well as the rebellious army fleeing here this time, were all defeated by Changping's soldiers.

"Staying in Changping City is far safer than other places."

"Changping is only a few tens of miles away from here. With my current physical strength, even on foot, I can get there in two or three days at most."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao felt a little more at ease.

Changping is a big city, and he has the skills to be proficient in medicinal materials. Even if he is penniless, he can find a medical center or a pharmacy as an apprentice and he will not die of starvation.

Besides, the current him is not without any capital.

"Realist Guanlu..."

Zhang Yao sighed, looked away from the Qingping Palace, and looked at the gray package in his hand.

The package was not big, only the size of two palms, but it was heavy, weighing at least a dozen catties.

He opened the gray package. Unsurprisingly, it was an ingot of silver, the largest was twenty taels, and the smallest was five taels, adding up to a total of more than one hundred taels of silver.

"So much money, ordinary people can't make it in their lifetime."

Zhang Yao's expression changed slightly, and he felt that he had underestimated the treatment of the senior officials of Qingping Palace.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out an ingot of five taels of silver and tied up the package again.

These silver taels are the life savings of Master Guanlu, and being able to entrust him with his future is uncertain, which shows how much he is valued.

Of course, this should also be based on Guanlu's own considerations: if he is safe and sound, he can easily retrieve Zhang Yao and the money afterwards, and he is not afraid of being hacked.

Besides, compared to other Taoist boys and Taoists, he trusted Zhang Yao more, and when the incident happened suddenly, he had no better choice.

"These are the property of Master Guanlu, not mine."

Zhang Yao took a deep breath, and strengthened his thoughts: "Although there is a high probability that Guanlu Daoist will be more or less fortunate, but he has not heard the news of his death, so he still can't use it casually."

"Wait until Changping City, then make plans..."

…………

Inside Qingping Palace.

The original pure Taoist temple has now turned into a purgatory on earth, with bloodstains, wreckage, and corpses everywhere.

Soldiers in armor inlaid with iron and leather, carrying steel knives and torches, patrolled and repaired the knives. They did not swarm around looting property, but were strictly disciplined, obviously not an ordinary chaotic army.

Atrium: A bearded man in black armor looks gloomy as he looks at the atrium battlefield where corpses are strewn across the field.

The thick armor on his body glowed with the luster of cold steel under the light of the torch, but there were many damaged places.

The most obvious breach ran across half of the chest and abdomen. A large area of ​​the armor was cracked and damaged, almost splitting the entire armor in half, with faint blood seeping out.

"Brother."

A soldier hurried over and looked at him worriedly: "Is your injury okay?"

"It's okay, with my external skills, the bleeding has already stopped."

The big man with beards waved his hands, and said in a deep voice, "How are the injuries, brothers?"

Hearing this, the soldier's expression turned ugly, and he said in a low voice, "More than 30 people died, and more than a dozen brothers were seriously injured. I'm afraid they won't live for more than two days..."

Hearing the words, the big man with bearded beard suddenly changed his expression.

Although he was mentally prepared, he did not expect such a heavy casualty, almost a third of the loss.

If it wasn't for the short time of the battle and the fact that he has always taken the lead, the army's morale would have collapsed and they would have fled in all directions.

"These bull noses are really fucking difficult!"

The big man with the beard cursed: "Especially that old Niubi, who almost killed me with a sword!"

He had to admit that he felt a little regretful.

If he had known earlier that these Taoist priests in Qingping Palace were so powerful, he might as well have listened to his subordinates and robbed those big families at the foot of the mountain.

The township militia groups in several local villages and towns are not taken seriously by them at all, and they are all things that will collapse at the first touch.

"right!"

The soldier also said with a serious face: "That old Taoist priest is really powerful. He killed more than ten of our brothers by himself."

"The rest of the Taoist priests are not easy to provoke. The practice of inner family kung fu has already reached a high level."

"Um……"

The big man with bearded beard looked gloomy, and asked slowly, "Is there any fish that slipped through the net?"

"……have."

The soldier on the opposite side hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "There are three people who escaped in total."

"A little Taoist priest ran so fast that the brothers couldn't catch up; there was also a young Taoist priest who guarded a ten-year-old boy and rushed out from Caimen."

Hearing the words, the big man with beard furrowed his brows, a little dissatisfied: "I have arranged people to ambush every back door and chai gate of the Qingping Palace, yet they still let people escape?"

After he finished speaking, he sighed again without waiting for the other person's reply, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just run away, it's just a few small fish, and it can't make any big waves."

"Bury the corpses of the brothers who died in battle together, give the seriously injured brothers a good time, and pay homage to them tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier rushed over and reported: "Report to the captain, the basement of this Taoist temple has been found."

When the two of them heard the words, they immediately lifted their spirits, and the big man with beards said repeatedly: "Quick! Take me there!"

Soon, the big man with bearded beard led several people along the apse area of ​​Cangzhen Pavilion and entered the secret basement of Qingping Palace.

Seven or eight soldiers guarded here with torches in hand, and when they saw the bearded man, he immediately saluted.

"Hiss! Good guy!"

Holding a torch in his hand, the big man with bearded beard saw the scene in the basement clearly, and immediately took a deep breath.

Several large boxes in the basement have been pried open.

The big box in it was neatly stacked with silver ingots, and at a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Among the remaining large boxes, there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and some collected Daoist scriptures and classics with yellowed pages, which are obviously treasures.

"Brother, these bull noses are really rich!"

A soldier got excited and said loudly: "It's still the elder brother who is wise, it's really crazy to come to grab these bull noses!"

The rest of the bosses also praised one after another, the big man with the bearded beard felt a little proud, and most of the previous annoyance dissipated.

In fact: he had sent someone to inquire a long time ago, and the wealth of the Qingping Palace was no less than that of the few big families in the villages and towns below the mountain.

Although the big households at the bottom of the mountain are rich and easy to get, most of their assets are fertile land, shops and land. In terms of cash, they are definitely not as good as Qingping Palace.

Therefore, he ignored the suggestions of his subordinates and decided to attack Qingping Palace.

After destroying the Qingping Palace now, it really proved that his original decision was correct.

"How can we get more money from robbing those big families? It's impossible for us to manage those fields."

The big man with bearded beard nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Now, with this money, we can occupy the mountain as king and build camps, and we can live happily for at least ten years."