There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

When Yu Lian used Wang Ping's primordial spirit to observe Xuan Qing's aura, she couldn't help but complain in her spiritual sea, "This chaotic storm is now only left with Bai Yan."

Wang Ping chuckled and replied, "This matter originally occurred within the territory of Taiyin Star, so it's just right for Fellow Daoist Bai Yan to clean it up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ring of crimson-gold energy ripples suddenly exploded on the surface of the sun, violently shaking as if struck by an invisible giant hammer. Immediately afterwards, the void near Mars' orbit began to distort on a large scale, and the seventy-two altars on the golden network simultaneously lit up with dazzling light, forming a fire net that collided with the incoming solar storm.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ping's primordial spirit consciousness, which had descended near the sun and Mars, was dispelled and forcibly replaced by a force—the purest true yang energy.

As Wang Ping felt the last touch of his primordial spirit consciousness, he said to Yu Lian, "This Lie Yang has probably already mastered all the characteristics of True Yang energy. It's just that this almost frantic devouring is truly in line with the character of a True Yang cultivator."

Yu Lian tilted her head and asked, "Are you saying that Lie Yang is using the refinement and absorption of solar energy as a means of cultivation? Is that alright? Are you all just going to watch?"

Wang Ping responded, "When Lieyang's cultivation advances further, the Golden Crow Fire Spirit within his body can nourish the sun to a greater extent. Moreover, the energy consumed by the sun will not disappear in this starry sky, so there is nothing wrong with what he is doing."

After saying that, a mirror array appeared out of thin air beside him, and then connected to a puppet in the ecological zone near Mars, allowing him to observe the state of Mars and the sun from the puppet's perspective.

But what he 'saw' was endless fire and blinding light. A blazing golden-red sea of ​​fire filled his entire field of vision, and the raging flames surged in the void like a raging torrent.

There were no other substances, and these flames were not in an energy state, but were physical objects composed of surging fire elemental particles. If it weren't for the ecological zone having a barrier array that merged with the fire elemental particles, there might not be any living people here anymore.

Wang Ping observed for half an hour and only decided to leave when he was sure there would be no gains. But just before he left, he sensed a familiar aura in the raging flames.

It's Rongyang!
That's right, it's Rong Yang's aura. Wang Ping is very familiar with this aura, after all, the two have cooperated many times. But when he tried to sense it carefully, the aura was covered by surging flames.

At this moment, he recalled that when he confronted Tiangong in the Buddhist Kingdom, Tiangong had told him that Lieyang planned to support a new Fifth Realm True Yang cultivator.

"what's wrong?"

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's emotional fluctuations.

Wang Ping didn't hold back, stating his deduction as if it were a casual conversation.

After listening, Yu Lian tilted her head and said, "Rong Yang is not in good condition. If he really advances, it will definitely lead to instability in his cultivation. Moreover, I don't think Lie Yang would be so kind."

Wang Ping didn't respond. He removed the mirror array around him, glanced at the wooden house where Hu Qianqian was in seclusion nearby, and stretched out his left hand to deduce.

In less than two breaths, Wang Ping's consciousness sank into the deduced river of time and space, and a raging sea of ​​fire suddenly unfolded before his eyes.

The blazing Golden Crow True Fire raged through the void in the sea of ​​fire, each flame transforming into a golden crow with outstretched wings. Hundreds of millions of golden crows traversed the starry space, igniting everything in their path.

In the center of this sea of ​​fire, the figure of True Lord Lieyang stood tall, and opposite him was Wang Ping himself, who was surrounded by layers of wood spirit barriers.

"Can my karma ultimately not avoid the struggle against the blazing sun?"

Wang Ping's eyes suddenly became deep, and countless fragments of time and space appeared and disappeared in his eyes. In that instant, he deduced countless possibilities for the future, most of which involved scenes of him fighting against the raging sun.

At this moment, Wang Ping felt neither fear nor worry, but rather anticipation. He looked forward to using the blazing sun to measure how high his cultivation level had reached among the True Monarchs.

Yu Lian stared intently at Wang Ping, sensing the change in his emotions. She then transformed into her true form and plunged into the lake. After circling the lake twice, she used the authority granted to her by Wang Ping to unfold the star map of the divine kingdom. The faith war between the Taiyan Sect, the Vajra Temple, and the Underground Gate was still ongoing. At the same time, she also needed to cultivate divine generals and Rakshasa suitable for the divine kingdom.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. During these two years, the raging storm near the sun has shown no signs of abating, and it may not abate for a long time to come. Near the chaotic storm near the moon, Bai Yan has set up more refining arrays, seemingly trying to tame some kind of energy substance in the chaotic core.

Wang Ping hasn't been practicing cultivation for the past two years. He just fishes at the dock and occasionally chats and plays chess with Liu Shuang and Shen Xiaozhu, who come to visit him. He's living a very carefree life.

one day.

Wang Ping was trying out his cooking skills, dressed in a linen short coat, busy in the kitchen of Hu Qianqian's dojo. Suddenly, Yu Lian floated to the kitchen door, her golden vertical pupils staring at the mutton soup coming out of the pot on the stove, and said, "Is this good?"

"Haha~"

Wang Ping couldn't help but laugh out loud. He and Yu Lian were of one mind, so he naturally understood what Yu Lian was thinking. After laughing, he picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of delicious mutton, and handed it to Yu Lian.

Yu Lian didn't stand on ceremony. With a flick of her tongue, she swallowed the mutton, bone and all. A feeling of satisfaction immediately welled up inside her, and she said, "Delicious. But I'm not here for food this time. I've tamed the damaged primordial spirits of two fourth-realm star gods. Would you like to try bestowing titles upon them?"

Wang Ping immediately became interested, but he was in no hurry. Instead, he pointed to the stir-fried pork that was being cooked in his pan and said, "We'll try it slowly after we've enjoyed the food."

A glint of light flashed in Yu Lian's golden vertical pupils as she happily replied, "Okay!"

The mutton soup was delicious, and the stir-fried pork was also incredibly tasty. However, Wang Ping was not satisfied after eating. This was not a problem with the food itself, but rather that his desires were now a bottomless pit. These desires could only be suppressed and could not be satisfied by external things. Moreover, his physical body had long since transcended the mortal realm, and the sensations of the palate were now negligible.

However, Wang Ping enjoyed this process. It allowed some of his deepest memories to resurface. He was extremely attached to these memories in his sea of ​​consciousness, yet he had to maintain a certain distance from them. This was cultivation, and also the price that one had to pay for longevity.

After eating and drinking his fill, Wang Ping picked up the tea that the puppet had already brewed and slowly savored it. Meanwhile, Yu Lian had some little foxes bring him fresh fruit. After finishing his tea, Wang Ping enjoyed the fruit while watching Yu Lian and the little foxes play around.

It wasn't until the day-night cycle array on the asteroid shifted to evening that Yu Lian dispersed the little foxes. Wang Ping also calmed his mind, set up a simple concealment array near the dock, and then opened the palace of the divine kingdom.

As Yu Lian unfolded in the Divine Kingdom Palace, she immediately communicated with Cai Yan and Chi Mei, who had been waiting for a long time. The next moment, the two nine-tailed foxes appeared under the Divine Kingdom's throne; these were their primordial spirits.

After a thousand years of cultivation, the primordial spirits of these two nine-tailed foxes have long been bound to Wang Ping's divine kingdom, and their consciousness can respond to summons at any time and transfer to the divine kingdom's palace with the faith of the divine kingdom.

Wang Ping casually examined the two foxes' primordial spirits...

Caiyan's primordial spirit was enveloped in pure golden divine light, and every hair on his body was formed from liquid faith power, with fine divine runes floating on its surface. Chimei's primordial spirit was more agile; although it was also bathed in golden divine light, the light appeared softer.

Both have the mark of the divine kingdom at the core of their primordial spirit, but their forms are different. Caiyan's mark is shaped like a battle flag, while Chimei's is like a lotus flower, but both exude the same sacred aura, and the marks echo the star map of faith in the divine kingdom palace.

"Greetings, Divine Lord!"

The moment the two foxes appeared, they knelt down and bowed deeply to Wang Ping, their expressions incredibly devout.

Wang Ping sensed their pure faith in him, and their further pursuit of building a heavenly court, but he quickly suppressed this idea for the time being.

"Greetings, Venerable Lingyuan!"

They bowed to Yulian again.

Yu Lian transformed into a ten-zhang-long snake and instructed the two foxes: "Later, the Divine Lord will confer titles upon two divine generals. You two must stabilize their primordial spirits so that they can withstand the infusion of faith and spirituality after the conferment."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two foxes responded respectfully.

Looking at Yu Lian, Wang Ping unconsciously smiled. Under his gaze, Yu Lian once again summoned two primordial spirits with her faith in the divine kingdom.

This time, however, the two primordial spirits appeared below the illusory gate of the divine palace, not daring to step into the core area of ​​the palace. They had also transferred their consciousness here through faith, but their consciousness existed in the side halls around the divine palace and could not enter the main hall.

The two individuals only had the mark of the divine kingdom on their foreheads, and their primordial spirits had no divine runes. This meant that they were merely believers, not messengers of the divine kingdom. They were only allowed to cultivate with the spirituality of the divine kingdom, but could not use the divine kingdom's magic on a large scale.

"Greetings, Divine Lord! Greetings, Venerable Lingyuan! Greetings, two Divine Messengers!"

The two primordial spirits instinctively bowed.

Wang Ping's gaze swept over the two primordial spirits. Without using his 'Heavenly Eye' to spy on them, he could observe everything about their past. One of them was named Xiao Qing, and the other was called Xiao Min.

The two were fellow disciples and were originally brigade commanders of the extraterritorial combat battalion. After Wei Ling and Qian Xi rebelled, they immediately broke away from them and returned to the sect of Yuanwu Zhenjun.

After observing the two primordial spirits, under the watchful eyes of Yu Lian, Cai Yan, and Chi Mei, Wang Ping raised his hand and lightly touched the Divine Kingdom Star Chart, solemnly speaking:

"Now, we have two righteous believers, Xiao Qing and Xiao Min, who are upright and steadfast in their faith. Despite enduring countless tribulations, they have never wavered in their resolve. After a thousand years of cultivation, they have finally attained enlightenment. Therefore, we hereby appoint Xiao Qing as the Demon-Suppressing General, in charge of the divine kingdom's conquests; and Xiao Min as the Heavenly Patrol General, in charge of oversight. We bestow upon them the seal of the divine kingdom and impart to them the true teachings of divine arts. From this day forward, they will share the joys and sorrows of the divine kingdom and enjoy the incense offerings of all people..."

As Wang Ping spoke, two seals materialized from two seats among the divine generals of the Divine Kingdom, transforming into two beams of golden light that landed in front of Xiao Qing and Xiao Min, the two brothers.

"Thank you God!"

The two primordial spirits kept their heads down, but raised their hands above their heads, preparing to receive the seal while stabilizing their minds.

As they received the seal, two pure golden beams of light descended from the sky, completely enveloping their primordial spirits. Countless divine runes flowed within the beams of light, drilling into their primordial spirits like living things, constructing a complete system of divine arts within their spiritual veins.

Caiyan and Chimei simultaneously formed hand seals, guiding the power of faith in the divine kingdom to flow steadily. As the investiture proceeded, a divine seal shaped like the Big Dipper appeared between Xiao Min's brows, while Xiao Qing manifested patterns of a deep starry sky. The two's primordial spirits gradually transformed from illusory to solid, and their bodies began to radiate a sacred radiance similar to that of Caiyan and Chimei.

However, in the next moment, Xiao Qing's primordial spirit twisted violently in the golden pillar of light. The divine kingdom mark burned into his spiritual veins like molten gold, and the newly formed divine runes suddenly went berserk, turning into countless golden thorns that pierced him from the inside.

His primordial spirit began to disintegrate irreversibly, and the divine seal that had just condensed between his brows suddenly exploded, bursting out with dazzling golden light. Wherever this light passed, the primordial spirit melted away like snow.

He failed.

Wang Ping showed no surprise, and Yu Lian, Cai Yan, and Chi Mei all watched quietly.

At the same time, Xiao Min's investiture presented a completely different scene. In the golden pillar of light, every pattern on the surface of his primordial spirit was perfectly integrated with the divine magic. The newly formed runes lit up one by one in the spiritual veins like stars, constructing a complete system of divine magic. He was bathed in holy radiance, and the divine seal between his eyebrows gradually solidified, turning into a golden seven-star pattern.

In his final moments, Xiao Qing instinctively let out a low roar, attempting to resist the erosion of the divine magic. However, his final resistance provoked an even more violent backlash from the divine kingdom. Countless chains of faith appeared from the void, directly tearing his remaining primordial spirit into pieces.

Xiao Min had successfully completed his transformation. He ignored his senior brother's plight and knelt down in utmost devotion, praying for something. The newly formed divine general armor appeared in the power of faith, with each armor plate engraved with divine runes. When he looked up, the complete phantom of the divine seal was reflected in his eyes.

Wang Ping looked Xiao Min over and, confirming that his current state was perfect, nodded in satisfaction. However, bestowing titles upon Xiao Min was not the ultimate goal. His ultimate goal was to read Xiao Min's consciousness after the title was bestowed and to set up a memory that was enough to change Xiao Shan's subconscious, in order to bestow upon Xiao Shan's primordial spirit.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that such a memory can actually be set up; otherwise, Wang Ping would not have risked using Xiaoshan's primordial spirit.

He immediately read through Xiao Min's deep consciousness at that moment, copied his subconscious thoughts about this divine kingdom, and after observing this subconscious, he gently waved his hand to dismiss Caiyan, Chimei, and Xiao Min's primordial spirit.

"How is it?"

Yu Lian asked.

Wang Ping shook his head and said, "The memories I've referenced are too few. I need more to set up a complete memory, since this memory will affect the subconscious of a cultivator at the fifth level of the Xuanmen realm."

Yu Lian replied, "As long as it's feasible, there's no problem. We have plenty of time!"

Wang Ping remained silent for more than ten breaths before saying, "The previous attempt has proven feasible, but the consciousness of human cultivators is too complex, making it impossible to achieve the same success rate as spirit beasts." (End of Chapter)