The two small sword qis continuously stabbed at the Golden Tower, again and again, retreating after being knocked back, then stabbing out again.
The Heavenly Essence Art and Earthly Essence Art kept circulating, constantly replenishing the consumption of the two small sword qis.
The Golden Tower remained in a state of emitting light.
Golden light illuminated the body.
He discovered that this illumination caused subtle changes in the body.
His extrasensory perception became clearer and deeper, even like a microscope, able to see the changes in cells.
These golden lights actually made the body's cells more active, stronger, and more complete, accelerating metabolism.
Was this making him younger?
Chu Zhiyuan pondered while manipulating the two small sword qis.
Why did the lifespan of a Grandmaster increase?
Was it because the Yin energy was dispelled, thereby reducing the damage to the body?
Judging from the current situation, the golden light emitted from the Golden Tower could even repair the body.
Could this allow a body damaged by Yin energy to slowly return to its peak state?
Thereby further extending lifespan.
Even within the same Grandmaster realm, everyone's lifespan was different, varying greatly.
Grandmasters started at three hundred years old, not exceeding four hundred and twenty years.
Most Grandmasters lived to around three hundred and sixty years old.
It was very difficult to reach beyond that.
He now vaguely had a speculation that those who lived to three hundred and sixty years old were often Grandmasters who had surpassed the first level of the tower.
The process of breaking through the Golden Tower was a process of constantly stimulating the body, stimulating its vitality, thereby making lifespan longer.
Those Grandmasters who didn't want to bother and were too lazy to break through, often wouldn't have a long lifespan.
While those Grandmasters who practiced diligently and never gave up on breaking through realms, might have a longer lifespan.
The next morning, he went to the Bright Martial Hall and consulted Chu Qingfeng about this question.
Chu Qingfeng said leisurely: "Really? Grandmaster cultivation has such wonderful uses?"
His eyes shone brightly.
Lifespan was the most difficult thing to figure out and experience, unlike spiritual energy and qi energy.
Chu Zhiyuan had keen and extraordinary perception, and this experience couldn't be completely disbelieved.
If this was really the case, then it was indeed a remarkable discovery.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Uncle, I want to investigate the lifespans of past Grandmasters, as well as their cultivation realms and cultivation states."
"Yes, we really need to investigate," Chu Qingfeng said slowly: "Figure it out thoroughly."
Chu Zhiyuan had this experience, but others might not be the same, then it would be a waste of happiness.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Martial Uncle, your cultivation is considered diligent, right?"
"... Not really diligent," Chu Qingfeng shook his head: "It's just become a habit."
After developing the habit of practicing every day, not practicing would make him feel uncomfortable all over.
For Grandmasters, the most important thing was lifespan, hoping to live a few more days and enjoy the beauty of the world more.
The sky was full of rosy clouds like brocade.
The light in the Bright Martial Hall was already dim.
A Xuan table was placed under the south window in the hall, with two people sitting and standing behind the table.
Chu Zhiyuan stood flipping through books.
Chu Qingfeng sat writing with a pen.
There were three tall books in front of the two, each as tall as a person.
Chu Zhiyuan quickly flipped through a book, muttering to himself.
"Hu Chuande, a true disciple of the White Cloud Sword Palace, born in the thirty-sixth year of Pingnan, died in the eighty-third year of Jiayuan, lifespan four hundred."
"Taciturn and introverted, he devoted himself to martial arts, his swordsmanship was extraordinary, he liked the sea of clouds, and liked to travel the world."
"Lifespan four hundred and fifteen, second level of the tower."
Chu Qingfeng buried his head in writing, his pen moving like a dragon.
Chu Zhiyuan picked up another book and muttered to himself.
"Zheng Xifeng, born in the tenth year of Jiayuan, died in the eighty-third year of Qingyu, lifespan three hundred and forty.
"A true disciple of the White Cloud Sword Palace, he liked tranquility, was cheerful, knowledgeable, versatile, proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and played with flowers, birds, insects, and fish, a Grandmaster at the first level of the tower."
Chu Qingfeng buried his head and recorded it.
Chu Zhiyuan picked up another scroll and flipped through it, reading: "Huang Jin, a true disciple of the Green Deer Cliff, lifespan three hundred and forty-six, gentle in nature, obsessed with alchemy, a Grandmaster at the first level of the tower."
"Qi Wanfang..."
Chu Zhiyuan put down a scroll, patted it, and smiled: "This is the last one."
"Finally finished!" Chu Qingfeng got up and rubbed his neck and wrist.
Chu Zhiyuan collected the pieces of plain paper next to him, gathered them together, and smiled: "Uncle, my deduction is correct, right?"
Chu Qingfeng took the plain paper, looked through it carefully, and compared it.
After reading it, he reorganized the order and took a long breath: "Now it seems that your feeling is correct, the cultivation of Grandmasters should be related to lifespan."
Through the personalities and records of these people, a conclusion can indeed be drawn that Grandmasters who continue to cultivate after becoming Grandmasters live longer.
Grandmasters who exceeded three hundred and sixteen years old were all diligent cultivators.
The few Grandmasters at the second level of the tower, one was four hundred and two, and the other was four hundred and eight years old.
Apart from these two, no one else reached four hundred years old.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Once this discovery spreads, the Grandmasters will be different."
Chu Qingfeng suddenly smiled.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Uncle, you're lucky, many Grandmasters are probably unable to laugh."
He had seen many Grandmasters, but there were not many who were truly diligent in their cultivation.
Most of them had given up, not wanting to continue pursuing higher realms so hard.
Because it was almost impossible, at most breaking through to the second level of the tower, the difference was not big.
In their opinion, continuing to painstakingly seek breakthroughs was purely self-abuse.
It was better to enjoy life.
"Haha..." Chu Qingfeng smiled: "See if they regret it!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "With this discovery, there may be more Grandmasters at the second level of the tower."
"Not very likely," Chu Qingfeng shook his head.
Nowadays, it was difficult to break through to the second level of the tower, which was the consensus of everyone.
In the past thousand years, there were only a handful of Grandmasters who achieved the second level of the tower, fewer than the fingers on both hands.
Moreover, there was a trend that the more recent it was, the more difficult it was to become a Grandmaster at the second level.
These Grandmasters had already clearly seen the changes in the world, that the overall trend was to weaken martial arts cultivation.
Tens of thousands of years ago, then ten thousand years ago, then a thousand years ago, and now, the limit of martial arts cultivation realms was being lowered step by step.
Ten thousand years ago, the sixth level of the Grandmaster was the limit, four or five thousand years ago the third level was the limit.
Now, it was almost impossible to cross into the second level.
In another thousand years, it might be difficult to even cross the Grandmaster realm.
At that time, the Consummate Master would be the limit, and in a few thousand years, perhaps the Master would be as difficult to achieve as the Grandmaster was now.
It was difficult to go against the general trend, to obey the will of heaven, and thinking about the second level in this situation was indeed unwise.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Uncle, how long is the Emperor's lifespan?"
Chu Qingfeng immediately glared at him: "Don't inquire randomly!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Then the Emperor's realm has surpassed the second level, right?"
"... That's not necessarily true," Chu Qingfeng shook his head.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "Can't the Son of Heaven Sword help improve the realm?"
"Who told you that the Son of Heaven Sword can improve cultivation?"
"It can only be used to kill people?"
"... To protect the world," Chu Qingfeng said.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Yes, to protect the world, then this news should... It's better not to spread it."
Chu Qingfeng frowned.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Some secrets are better not known than known."
"... That makes sense," Chu Qingfeng said.
