Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence.

Chapter 119
In mid-air, Zhang Yao's escape suddenly stopped, showing a trace of respect, and said:

"But Master Fuyaozi?"

"Junior Zhang Qing is a disciple of the Qinglian Sect of the State of Wei, and he came here under the order of the leader of the Sunset."

Hearing Zhang Yao's answer, the cold voice in his mind suddenly changed its tone:

"Are you a subordinate of Senior Brother Sunset?"

"Then come down."

Zhang Yaogong claimed it was, so he drove the flying sword to escape the light and fell towards the forest below.

After a few breaths, Zhang Yao's light fell to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw a figure in a gray Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on a huge rock.

Fu Yaozi looked to be in his forties, with a thin body and a sallow face, and he was looking down at Zhang Yao from above.

"I've met Uncle Fuyaozi."

Zhang Yao took two steps forward and bowed.

"Get up."

Fu Yaozi didn't move, and said lightly:
"You said that you are a subordinate of Senior Brother Sunset, do you have evidence?"

"Have."

Zhang Yao nodded, immediately mobilized his mana, opened his mouth slightly, and chanted Qinglian song:
"Pluck the green lotus leaves, wash them in the dew on a jade plate, pick up the leaves from the sky in the horizontal pond, and get a magical birth..."

When his voice spread, in conjunction with the flow of mana, invisible ripples evolved, shaking the soul and blocking the mana.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Fu Yaozi nodded slightly, motioning for him to stop:
"It is indeed one of the 'Twelve Laws of Pingdu', the Baolian song formula, and it is not too hot."

"I see that your magical power is very powerful. Senior brother Sunset sent you here, it should be because he has full confidence in you."

"Master's uncle praises you."

Zhang Yao lowered his head and said respectfully, "This junior will definitely do his best to enter the Heavenly Capital Vault!"

"Ah."

After Fu Yaozi nodded, he asked again: "Have you brought the Heavenly Capital Order Talisman?"

"Brought it."

Zhang Yao quickly took out the Heavenly Capital Token Talisman and handed it out with both hands.

Fu Yaozi stretched out his hand and took the light golden Ling Talisman into his hand. After playing with it for a while, he suddenly said:

"You came from Weiguo this time, didn't you encounter any trouble?"

"Report to Master Uncle."

Zhang Yao's face darkened, and he replied:

"In the barren belt on the border of Dali, I encountered a few tribulation leaders who had perfected their energy."

"As soon as they showed up, they immediately locked my whereabouts and started chasing me. If I hadn't acted cautiously enough and had good luck, I'm afraid I would have died in the barren belt."

"After thinking about the details, I suspected that they were all disciples of the Dongge Sect. Somehow they locked the Heavenly Capital Token Talisman on my body, and that made me almost die on the frontier."

He took the initiative to throw out these words, but after careful consideration:
First stir up the confrontation and conflict between the East Pavilion faction and the West Pavilion faction, and Fuyaozi's attention will naturally be diverted from him, which is more conducive to his real identity.

Sure enough: After hearing Zhang Yao's words, Fu Yaozi's face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly, with cold eyes:

"I see……"

"No wonder I have been waiting in Tianyin Mountain until today, but you are the only disciple of the three veins here."

"It seems that the other two have all been poisoned by the Dongge faction! Damn it! Really damn it!"

His face was gloomy, anger was surging in his heart, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

This Heavenly Capital Secret Treasure has already been opened four times. After many confrontations and battles, the two factions have long formed a customary practice.

But intercepting this situation in advance is obviously not in the agreed practice.

Therefore, who would have thought in advance that the Dongge faction would actually develop a means to lock the Heavenly Capital Token Talisman, and make such a mess.

"...What a beast!"

Fu Yaozi paced for a while, stopped abruptly, and cursed, his face full of bad luck.

It was because after thinking about it, he found that he couldn't use this as an excuse to make trouble, and it was difficult to get back the scene.

For one thing, the two sides did not agree that on the way to Tianyin Mountain, they could not intercept and block their opponents, and if they were overshadowed, they could only be said to be inferior to others.

Secondly, the Heavenly Capital Secret Treasure will be opened soon, and it is neither wise nor useful to turn against the Danshen guest of the Dongge sect now.

"Forget it, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more."

Fu Yaozi flicked his sleeve robe, looked at Zhang Yao, and said:

"Nephew Zhang Qing, in the last few days, you should find a place nearby to practice Qi and meditate, and don't move around."

"As soon as the time is up, let's go directly to the entrance of the 'Tiandu Secret Vault'."

"……Yes."

Zhang Yao nodded. He walked more than ten feet away and sat cross-legged on a big rock, thinking to himself:

"It seems that what I expected was right. These disciples who broke through the formation are really pure tool people."

"For example, this Fuyaozi obviously doesn't take my life seriously..."

According to past experience:
The disciples of the East Pavilion School and the West Pavilion School, in the secret storage of the Heavenly Capital, would inevitably break out into conflicts, often ending with heavy casualties on one side, or even annihilation of the entire army.

If it wasn't for the agreement between the two parties that the Tiandu Token would be returned as usual after each fierce fight, the Xige Sect would have long since been disqualified from entering the Tiandu Secret Treasure.

in this case--

Only one disciple from the Three Lines of the West Pavilion Sect came. Facing the siege of the East Pavilion Sect disciples, the winning rate in the competition in the Heavenly Capital Secret Collection can be said to be very small, and there is a high probability that they will die.

But Fuyaozi didn't intend to give up at all, he wanted to give it a go no matter how small the winning rate was.

"This is really troublesome..."

On the other side, Fu Yaozi also frowned, and his thoughts surged:

"With Zhang Qing alone, how could he beat the four disciples of the Xige Sect?"

"Unless he's lucky, he'll probably die in a secret storehouse, and I've been waiting for more than 20 years..."

How can he be reconciled to all the years of hard work in vain?
When Fu Yaozi thought of this, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, it was seven days later.

During these seven days, as expected, no disciple from the Xige Sect came to look for Fuyaozi.

Fu Yaozi seemed to have exhausted his last ounce of patience. He called Zhang Yao, took out a crimson pill, and handed it to him:

"This is 'Yuanyangli Luodan', a second-order panacea, which can stimulate the monk's potential and greatly increase one's mana."

"It's just that this elixir has serious sequelae. After taking it, it will lose ten years of life, and there will be a year of weakness."

With a solemn expression, Fu Yaozi said in a deep voice:

"Tiandu Secret Treasure is related to the prosperity of our Xige Sect, and even more related to whether Pingdu Gate can be rebuilt. This trip is inevitable."

"Uncle, I can't abandon my Xige Sect and ignore the overall situation just because of my own pity."

"That's why I give you this elixir. If you really can't do anything in the secret treasury, you can take this elixir to save your life."

Hearing this, Zhang Yao suddenly showed a hint of gratitude, and said repeatedly:

"Thank you uncle, thank you uncle..."

"Ah."

Seeing this, Fu Yaozi showed a hint of satisfaction, and waved his sleeves:
"Let's go."

"We, the uncle and nephew, are going to meet the Danshen guest from the Dongge sect."

As soon as the words fell, he set up the escape light and flew away in the air.

Zhang Yao followed behind him, flying all the way to the depths of the mountains.

"This Fuyaozi is really a vicious person..."

Zhang Yao shook his head secretly.

Although he is not proficient in alchemy, he is very keen on the changes in Jingyuan Qi.

The 'Yuanyangli Luodan' given to him by Fuyaozi was to urge the essence to be exchanged for mana, and the after-effects were very serious, far more than the ten-year life loss and the one-year period of weakness that he said.

"A Qi-refining cultivator simply cannot bear such an overbearing second-order panacea."

"After taking it, even if you can rule the roost for a while, there is a high probability that your energy will be cut off and you will die suddenly..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

This Fuyaozi regarded him as a tool to seize the treasure, and even pretended to be for your own good and for the overall situation.

If it were a fanatic like Chen Qingju, he might really be brainwashed by him and end up in a tragic end.

"However, I am not Chen Qingju."

"As long as you use this identity to infiltrate the secret treasures of the Heavenly Capital, you will be half successful..."

In Zhang Yao's mind, he was still thinking about further plans.

Soon, the two of them fled for tens of miles, arrived at a majestic imperial tomb in the depths of Tianyin Mountain, and then descended to escape.

At this time, in front of the huge obelisk of the imperial mausoleum, there were already several figures standing tall. After sensing the movement of the light, they had been waiting for the two of them to fall down.

"Junior Brother Fuyaozi, we meet again."

The leader, an old man with a sense of demeanor, chuckled and took the initiative to salute his head.

"Brother Danshen."

Fu Yaozi gave a perfunctory salute with a superficial smile.

"Junior brother, why is there only one disciple of the West Pavilion Sect this year, who came to participate in the trial of the Heavenly Capital Secret Treasure?"

Danshenke looked at Zhang Yao and asked in pretended surprise.

Fu Yaozi's complexion sank, a trace of anger welled up in his heart, and he sarcastically said:

"Senior Brother Danshen knows all about the inside story, so why bother to ask me?"

"Oh, really? Then I really don't know..."

The two exchanged words and sneered at each other, seemingly neither of them took advantage.

But Fuyaozi's complexion became more and more ugly, on the contrary, he was a Danshen guest, showing a hint of complacency.

After all, standing behind him were four disciples of the Dongge sect who had perfected their qi refining, but on the opposite side, there was only a solitary figure.

"Hey……"

Seeing this scene, Fu Yaozi could only sigh in annoyance, feeling more and more hopeless in his heart.

After everyone waited for half an hour:
"Boom!"

With a slight dull roar, the ground trembled undetectably.

The magnitude of the vibration was very small, and it would have been difficult to notice if the few people were not in the imperial mausoleum.

"The time has come!"

A smile appeared on Danshenke's face, and he motioned:
"Go, I'll wait for your good news."

"Yes!"

The four Dongge sect disciples responded in unison, took out the Heavenly Capital Order Talisman one after another, and walked towards the huge obelisk.

The first disciple of the Dongge Sect held the Heavenly Capital Token Talisman, and the moment he touched the huge obelisk, he disappeared into it and disappeared.

The next three disciples of the Dongge sect also filed in. They didn't even glance at Zhang Yao from the beginning to the end, obviously they didn't take him seriously at all.

"Zhang Qing, you can go too."

Fu Yaozi waved his sleeves, his tone a little low.

"Yes, uncle."

Zhang Yao nodded slightly, took out his Heavenly Capital Token Talisman, and walked towards the huge obelisk under the watchful eyes of Fu Yaozi and Danshen Ke.

In an instant, his eyes blurred, and he felt as if he had passed through an invisible water curtain.

His body suddenly tensed up, feeling like it was being squeezed, but in the next instant it returned to its original state, no different from the outside world.

"Come in."

Zhang Yao saw the surrounding scene clearly again, and suddenly came to a vast hall.

The interior of the hall is empty, but the light is very sufficient, it doesn't look like being in an underground tomb at all.

Zhang Yao turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the figures of the four Dongge sect disciples.

"It seems that Chen Qingju's information is correct..."

The existence of Tiandu secret treasures is to select disciples and inherit Pingdu's orthodoxy. The test itself will not endanger life, nor will it encourage cannibalism.

There are twelve gates in the secret storehouse, and the entire process of breaking through the formation is carried out independently.

The real danger is after completing the breakthrough.

"This is the first level..."

Zhang Yao walked to one side of the main hall, looked up, and saw densely packed words, symbols and images engraved on the wall.

The Pingdu Gate has been passed down for thousands of years, and the most famous one is not its sect's martial arts, but the 'Twelve Methods of Pingdu'.

The twelve checkpoints in Tiandu Secret Collection are closely related to the twelve methods of Hepingdu. They test the fighters' combat power, mana power, soul strength, comprehension power, decisive power... and so on.

"I didn't expect my first level to be a test of understanding..."

Zhang Yao showed a faint smile.

There are at least hundreds of checkpoints in Tiandu Secret Hidden, and every challenger who enters will face twelve random checkpoints.

Therefore, there is no fixed process for the trial of Tiandu Secret Treasure itself, the experience of the seniors can only be used as a reference, and more depends on one's own hard power and luck.

"Well... there is still a time limit."

Zhang Yao looked at a corner of the wall. There was a small hourglass inlaid there, and the fine sand inside was flowing continuously, and a thin layer had already accumulated.

"Calculating from the time I entered...there is only half an hour in total."

Zhang Yao's expression froze, and he immediately looked at the words and images on the wall, not daring to waste any more time.

Within half an hour, he must have a preliminary introduction to the content of this spell, and be able to successfully cast the spell before he will be judged as passed by the formation.

"...The answer to the law is as promised, and it is as concise as silk..."

In Zhang Yao's mind, he constantly comprehended and deduced the content on the wall.

On this wall, what is recorded is a special technique of operating mana, refining mana into silk threads, and then continuously superimposing and tempering.

"What kind of method is this?"

Zhang Yao was a little puzzled, but it didn't stop him from trying to cultivate.

Thanks to his strong mind and soul, his thinking speed is also much faster than that of the same level, and his own understanding is not bad, so he still has an advantage in this area.

Just two quarters of an hour later:

After Zhang Yao failed twice, he tried to use this spell for the third time and succeeded.

"Zizi..."

Accompanied by a light sound, one after another of transparent glass and extremely fine silk threads burst out from his fingertips.

"It's done!"

(End of this chapter)