Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"Another rebellious army came here?"

Listening to the conversation of the little Taoist boys, Zhang Yao's heart moved slightly.

After staying in Qingping Palace for almost a year, he also gained a new understanding of the chaos in this world.

He could often hear news about refugees, bandits, and rebellious troops. He used to be nervous, but now he doesn't care much.

The refugee army from half a year ago disappeared without a trace after splashing a few waves, and no more news was heard.

In today's world, villages and towns have village brave groups led by big households, and even built Wubao, and there are government soldiers and Xiang troops guarding the city. Although the Qingping Palace is relatively small, it is not easy to provoke.

Unless a large-scale natural and man-made disaster breaks out and makes Qingping Palace completely unable to resist, he is not very worried about his own safety.

Taking a step back, if the turmoil is really going to reach that level, the high-level officials of the Qingping Palace will definitely get the news in advance, and it is impossible to sit still.

"This world is chaotic, people are like ants, and life is like grass. When will you be tall?"

Zhang Yao sighed, but didn't take it to heart, and continued to work on it.

Anyway, in the current situation, he is not going to go down the mountain, and he will spend decades in Qingping Palace first.

…………

Several days passed.

The progress of Taiyi Zhuanggong is still grinding slowly, but alchemy is advancing by leaps and bounds.

Under the guidance of Immortal Guanlu, Zhang Yao had tried alchemy for the first time. Although the result was not very good, Immortal Guanlu was not too disappointed.

For things like alchemy, if you want to practice makes perfect, you need a lot of medicinal materials to smash, even a genius of alchemy is no exception.

And just when Zhang Yao thought that such peaceful days would continue, an accident happened.

"What, Qinghong is missing?"

Master Guanlu frowned.

"right."

The Taoist who came to report the news said a little nervously: "Usually, Junior Brother Qinghong should have returned an hour ago."

"But today the dining hall was closed, and Junior Brother Qinghong never came back. We searched around the nearby hills in the dark, but we couldn't find it."

"this……"

When Master Guanlu heard the words, he was silent for a while, thinking secretly.

"Master."

Zhang Yao on the side also changed his expression slightly, and asked, "Could it be that some beast attacked Junior Brother Qinghong?"

In today's world, Qinghong would only leave Qingping Palace and sneak down the mountain unless he had lost his mind.

Zhang Yao guessed that either Qinghong had done something wrong and could only escape; or, he had been eaten by ferocious beasts like wolves and tigers.

"Well, it's not impossible..."

Master Guanlu slowly said: "The ferocious beasts such as bears, tigers and leopards on the nearby hills have long been killed by the palace masters of the past. Even the ferocious beasts that are farther away dare not approach here."

"However, it cannot be ruled out that some ferocious beasts ran here to look for food when they were desperate and starved to death, but they were bumped into by Qinghong."

At this point, he made a decision, got up immediately and said: "It's too late now, if you want to mobilize people to search further mountains, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"I'll go to the Tibetan Pavilion in person and report this matter to Duguan Daoist, and check to see if there is anything missing in the Kuge."

"Qingxu, you should go back early and rest."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Yao got up and saluted respectfully, and watched Master Guanlu leave in a hurry.

When he left the main hall of the Danding Palace and was going back to the small courtyard of his dormitory, he was still thinking about it.

"Could it be that Qinghong was really eaten by a beast?"

As the Daoist of the Danding Palace, Qinghong's life is very simple, and he doesn't have much entanglement with Shanxia, ​​and reasons such as love and hatred can be basically ruled out.

Therefore, the first reaction of Immortal Guanlu was to suspect that he stole some money and treasures from the palace and escaped from Qingping Palace.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even think about checking Kuge.

But the problem is, he is a little Taoist who belongs to the Danding Hall, where can he get access to steal things from the Kuge of the Cangzhen Pavilion? It's impossible for the traitor to cooperate with him, right?

"I hope he's still alive..."

Zhang Yao didn't have any clue, so he could only temporarily suppress his doubts.

After returning to the dormitory, I found that all the Taoist boys were discussing this matter, and they all looked a little scared.

Because Zhang Yao was going to learn alchemy today, Immortal Guan Lu purposely stayed behind after dinner, but he was the last Taoist boy to know about it.

"Brother Qingxu!"

Seeing Zhang Yao's return, a group of Taoist boys rushed forward, talking in a hurry, their tone full of worry.

They are no different than Zhang Yao, they often go to the mountains to collect herbs on weekdays, if there are real beasts roaming around the nearby mountains, wouldn't they be in danger too?

"Don't worry, everyone."

"Master and all the real people and palace masters will handle this matter well."

Zhang Yao could only comfort everyone with a few words, and finally dispelled the fear in the hearts of many Taoist boys.

But when it was time to go to bed, Zhang Yao tossed and turned in the bedding, but couldn't fall asleep anyway, and felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

"What exactly is going on?"

As time went by, the uneasiness in his heart grew bigger and bigger, just like the depression before the storm on a summer night.

Just when Zhang Yao couldn't bear it anymore and was about to get up to find the real person in Guanlu to ask what happened:

"ah!!"

A scream came faintly from a distance.

Although the sound was very weak when it hit the ears, in this quiet night, it was as piercing as the sound of gongs and drums.

"not good!"

Zhang Yao's expression changed suddenly, he turned over and sat up abruptly, only in time to tear off the short jacket beside him, he jumped off the bed and rushed out of the room.

"problem occurs!"

"Damn, what's going on?"

The few remaining Taoist boys in the room didn't really fall asleep either. Their faces changed after hearing the screams, and the smarter ones rushed out after Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao rushed out of the door and came to the outside of the small courtyard in a few steps:

"ah!"

"no, do not want……"

"Help!"

"Master, save me..."

More and clearer screams and begging for mercy, mixed with shouts of killing and roars, drifted from the night.

That direction is exactly the direction of the atrium of the Qingping Palace, not far from the Danding Palace.

"Someone came in!!"

Zhang Yao's mind buzzed, but his body became cold instantly.

He never expected that someone would attack Qingping Palace at night and slash and kill in this Taoist temple.

Where is the Palace Master Qingxiu in the Shangqing Pavilion? How many real people? How could there be no defense at all? !

"Boom!"

The door of the small single-family courtyard next to it was directly knocked open.

Guanlu Daoist didn't wear Taoist robes, his hair was disheveled, and he held a long stainless steel sword in his hand, with a look of shock and anger.

"Let's go!!"

When he saw Zhang Yao, he roared angrily, raised his hand and threw a small gray package to Zhang Yao, and without saying a word, he turned around and rushed towards the courtyard with his sword in hand.

"Master!"

Just as Zhang Yao shouted in time, he was hit in the chest by the small package, which made him take two steps back, his chest hurting.

He caught the gray package, and the touch between his palms made him immediately understand what was in the package - silver ingots!

During the great change in the palace, Master Guanlu threw a package of silver ingots at him.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhang Yao firmly grasped the gray package in his arms, gritted his teeth, turned around and fled desperately towards the back door.

Now he can't help much at all, he can only escape first and save his life.