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Chapter 326 Return to Nanlin Road

Huangyang Mountain.

Two children of the Wang family were guarding the entrance of Wang Kang's cemetery. In front of the cemetery, Wang Ping took a broom and carefully swept away the snow. He swept slowly and looked up at the inscriptions on the cemetery from time to time.

After he cleared a large open space, he took out a jug of rice wine that he had prepared in advance, poured half of the rice wine in the jug in front of the tombstone, and then took a big sip himself.

Wang Ping knew that his junior brother must have been unconvinced when he came down the mountain.

"Tell me, isn't it just that your bones hurt a little as you ascend? It's okay if you can't bear it. Many of my disciples can't bear it now, so they don't have to go down the mountain in frustration."

Wang Ping talked to himself, with the same casual tone as when he got along with his brothers, "I know you must be blaming me, thinking that I deliberately created the body-building formation to make you look embarrassed. You just like to think too much." .”

"Look, it's not easy for my senior brother to come visit you once you have traveled so far, and you almost got into trouble with others. Hey, if I can, I will take you back then..."

He talked a lot intermittently, about their past and his future plans. When he finished the wine in the flask, he stopped talking.

He imagined the scene when he finally parted with his junior brother, but he couldn't recall it.

After a while, his mood became irritable.

"I can't think of anything remarkable, and I can't remember a lot of things. I can't remember any of the irrelevant, boring, and annoying things."

Yulian's voice sounded in the spiritual sea in time, pulling Wang Ping back from his paranoid state.

"not important…"

Wang Ping repeated Yu Lian's words, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "You are right. Maybe in my subconscious, senior brother and junior brother are irrelevant. All I can think of is myself."

Yulian didn't answer.

"Okay, let's go, everyone is dead, what can we do if we think about it?"

Wang Ping turned to look at the two Wang family disciples at the entrance. The next moment, his figure seemed to be melted by the space, turning into an imperceptible transparent light curtain across the canyon at the foot of the mountain.

To be cautious, Wang Ping used the hidden function of the 'Dongtian Mirror'.

The next stop is the cemetery of the second senior brother.

Very far away, on Jianglin Road to the west. Going further west from Jianglin Road is Liuzhou Mansion, and the capital of Anqing is in Liuzhou Mansion.

There is a famous mountain on Jianglin Road called Yueshan. It is said that the gods above the moon can be seen on the top of Yueshan, so it attracted many literati and poets to go there.

To the east of Yueshan Mountain is the imperial mausoleum of the Xia Dynasty, and Liu Zixiu’s mausoleum is to the southwest of the imperial mausoleum!

At the beginning of spring, the earth was rejuvenated. Wang Ping finally arrived near the tomb of his second senior brother Liu Zixiu, but he did not go in to disturb the second senior brother. He just wandered around the small town outside and left in a hurry.

End of May.

The temperature in the south has risen, and the first-season rice is already in a semi-ripe state. Wang Ping once again set foot on the boundary of Nanlin Road.

When he flew over Nanlin Road, various factions welcomed his return above the clouds just like when he left.

When he flew to Sanhe Mansion, Wang Ping saw an energy beam that penetrated the world. In the world of inspiration, countless spiritual creatures rotated around the beam, greedily absorbing the water spirit energy emitted by the beam.

This was the critical moment for Guangxuan's promotion, and Zuo Xuan sent a second-level monk from Daozang Hall to protect him. When Liu Chang saw Wang Ping's arrival, he immediately flew over to greet him.

"How?" Wang Ping asked directly.

"It's relatively stable so far. Senior Brother Guangxuan has put himself in a state of absolute silence during the period of seclusion. No matter whether it's calm or rough, it can't stop his determination to be promoted."

"Okay, I'm waiting for his good news!"

Wang Ping laughed happily, and when Liu Chang and the guardian monks bowed again, he turned into a stream of light and headed towards Qianmu Mountain.

He didn't fly so fast during this section of the road. It wasn't until more than an hour later that he landed at the dojo on the top of the mountain. Before Wang Ping landed, Yu Lian flew impatiently to Shen Xiaozhu's dojo.

Wang Ping looked around and then flew to the master's dojo in the back mountain.

The master and apprentice communicated for several hours before Wang Ping explained clearly the things and people he encountered along the way.

Taoist Yucheng was obviously very concerned about the 'Empty Mountain Meeting'. After hearing this, he fell into thinking for a long time, and then said to Wang Ping: "This incident made my soul tremble. There is no trace of the 'Empty Mountain Meeting' in Li Yan's memory. The only shadow is the transaction with Taoist Wuma."

Wang Ping also felt strange, and he answered: "If his memory is correct, then can I understand that Taoist Wuma and Taoist Nanhai have an intersection?"

Speaking of this, he remembered that when he was promoted to the third level, the secret that Si Ran wanted to tell when his soul was destroyed was probably this matter. It was a pity that he was focused on promotion and was not strong enough, so he did not dare to fight with a person. The soul of the Taiyan monk in the third realm makes a deal.

"It's also possible that Li Yan's memory has been tampered with. If so, he is really a pathetic person."

Taoist Yucheng subconsciously spoke sarcastically, then stared at Wang Ping and said in a slightly admonishing tone: "It is even possible that what Guan Xi said is false. The 'Empty Mountain Society' is just a cover. He has a deeper purpose. You need to sort out truth from fiction in these mysteries, or don’t get involved.”

"The problem is that they want my memory!" Wang Ping didn't want to get involved.

"Then be cautious. At least we have the cards in our hands."

Yucheng said while thinking: "Since they are operating in the south, there will definitely be traces. Bai Zhuo who died back then is a trace, and everyone around him is a trace, although it will be very troublesome to investigate like this."

"I understand, thank you Master for clarifying my confusion."

Yucheng stroked his beard gently and said: "Judging from what happened in the capital, you must be an important person in Mr. Xiaoshanfu's promotion. If you have the opportunity to meet him, you can also ask him face to face. He should be able to answer your questions."

Wang Ping's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect this. I'll give Mr. Xiaoshanfu a greeting card after a few days of rest."

Today, he is different from before. He can go to see Mr. Xiaoshanfu at any time, but it is rare that he can be received by Mr. Xiaoshanfu. However, you have to go. Whether or not you see him is his business.

After returning from the back mountain, Wang Ping first used his soul consciousness to explore Liu Shuang's dojo. She had entered a state of seclusion and was preparing to advance to the second realm. She was trying to awaken the wood spirit spiritual veins in her body. The venue was located in Qianmu Mountain. Any primeval forest must have sufficient wood spirit energy.

Wang Ping sensed that the consciousness of spiritual veins in her body had already reached preliminary consciousness, and it was only a matter of time before she truly awakened. As for the spiritual creatures needed for the second step, Wang Ping had already prepared them, and he had prepared more than one. When you encounter danger, just kill it and try another one.

In the fourth step, with Wang Ping's guardian, Liu Shuang can directly use the 'Soul Devouring Technique', which will greatly increase the chance of success in being promoted to the second level.

If nothing else, Liu Shuang would stop at the second stage, at least until Wang Ping could not deduce the third stage of "The Art of Gathering Wood".

(End of this chapter)