There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 337 The party begins

October 20th.

Today is the gathering time agreed by Guang Xuan. Yesterday, Guang Xuan specially sent Lin Chen to inform Wang Ping that the gathering would go on as usual.

The weather was very cold in the morning, mainly due to the chill brought by the frost and the drizzle of light rain. Wang Ping woke up in front of the locust tree as usual, and the fusion progress of the 'Tongtian Talisman' did not change.

He looked at the still dark sky, took out the 'Cave Sky Mirror', and used its mirror to instantly teleport below the clouds. He looked at the mountains of Qianmu Temple, looking at the layers of mist and inspiration, and his tranquil mood immediately will be improved.

"You have become accustomed to the changes in mood brought about by the 'Babel Talisman'."

Yu Lian, who was in Shen Xiaozhu's dojo, sensed Wang Ping's aura and turned into a stream of light in front of Wang Ping. She looked Wang Ping up and down and said.

Wang Ping's cold eyes turned slightly, he took a breath of cold mist, and said in a cold voice: "The world is ruthless, I can't adapt to it, unless I cultivate the ruthless way."

"That's true. Do you want to try the ruthless way?"

"unnecessary!"

The ruthless path sounds very simple, but it is very difficult to cultivate, and once you get emotional, it will be broken. It can be said to be extremely difficult.

Wang Ping fell into trance in mid-air, and the voices of thousands of disciples of Qianmu Temple washed his mind. In just half an hour, he regained his full humanity.

At this time, there was only a little light in the sky.

Wang Ping landed in the garden dojo, looked at the nearby spiritual tree branches, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the layer of early frost covering them.

It was very cold, a very natural coldness. This fleeting feeling of coldness reminded him of the time when he got up and made breakfast when he first started.

But when he reached out to touch it again, the feeling became very weak.

"Good memories are fleeting, aren't they?" Rain lilies were wrapped around the branches of the locust tree. After instructing Wang Ping, he looked at the garden gate again, "When will breakfast be ready?"

"almost."

"I gonna go see."

Wang Ping watched Yu Lian leave in a hurry, and went back to sit in the courtyard with some amusement.

Thinking of today's party, he threw out a hexagram. Not surprisingly, it was the holy hexagram. He rolled it up casually and put the cup away, when raindrops fell on his shoulders from the air.

"almost done."

Yu Lian's mouth was bulging, obviously she had eaten something secretly.

Breakfast was Wang Ping's favorite mutton buns and rice porridge with dried vegetables, while Yu Lian had two steamed fish.

After a leisurely breakfast, Wang Ping took Yu Lian to the dojo of Taoist Yucheng in the backyard. Taoist Yucheng was still having breakfast. He was eating steamed buns and white rice porridge.

"I won't go to any future parties."

Yucheng put down the porcelain bowl with rice porridge, said this after Wang Ping put it down, and then looked at Yulian, "You can just take Yulian with you."

Yu Lian raised her head. She remembered that she was not asked to go to the previous party.

Taoist Yucheng looked at Yu Lian with a smile on his face. Seeing that Wang Ping was about to speak, he said first: "What I have to do has been done. The only thing I can do now is to help you look at Qian Mu." Look, if I go, whatever decision you make will have to be made by me first, and I can’t make up my mind now.”

Wang Ping frowned slightly, and then quietly inserted a stream of wood spirit energy into Taoist Yucheng's body.

"Okay, go ahead, you still have a long road ahead, don't worry about me." Taoist Yucheng picked up the porcelain bowl filled with rice porridge and waved his hand.

Wang Ping bowed silently and obediently took Yu Lian up into the sky.

When he flew out of Shang'an Mansion, Yu Lian asked, "Is something wrong, master?"

Wang Ping landed on the top of a mountain peak, looked at the waterways of Sanhe Mansion, and said: "It's not a big deal, but he needs to be promoted to the third realm within fifty years, otherwise he will never have a chance again." "Then Master has a chance. ?"

Wang Ping, however, did not speak. He seemed to be lost in thought while looking at the Zongheng Waterway shrouded in mist at Sanheguan in the morning.

Yu Lian did not ask further questions.

The third realm is so difficult. In fifty years, even with the help of the light screen panel, Wang Ping was unable to complete the most basic conditions for promotion to the third realm.

Half an hour later.

The sun finally emerged from the clouds, dispersing a little of the fog. The earth turned yellow and orange, and the light cast by the flowing river had a charming halo.

"Let's go!"

Wang Ping called to Yu Lian, got into the flowing wood spirit energy, fell into the sky above a river, hidden within the water spirit energy, and flew towards a cave at the end of the river.

The moment he entered the cave, Wang Ping still felt a very uncomfortable suppression, which prevented his consciousness from detecting details a hundred feet away. But at this moment, he was no longer what he used to be. He didn't know what was suppressing him before, but At this time, he clearly sensed a looming wood spirit seal.

It was a very powerful seal, but it made his soul unable to sense it!

"Is it Master's handiwork?" Yu Lian asked.

"should be!"

Wang Ping remembered that the original initiator of this party was Taoist Yuxiao, the founding master of Qianmu Temple.

"If you don't know the way, you will most likely get lost when you enter here. And with some arrangements from the master, even the monks in the third realm may be killed!" Yu Lian said.

Wang Ping recalled that Zi Luan asked him to place the communication device here. He thought that Zi Luan must have known the magic of these caves for a long time.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ping saw the well-lit exit.

Beyond the exit, there is a familiar small square. The light coming from the ancient mottled caves on the surrounding cave walls illuminates the square brightly.

"Fellow Taoist is always so punctual!"

Guangxuan cupped his fists and saluted, then glanced behind Wang Ping, "Uncle Yucheng, won't you come this time?"

Wang Ping nodded, but didn't say much.

Guangxuan seemed to understand something and changed the subject: "Senior Yuan Zheng said that he would bring a new person this time, recommended by him and Senior Liao Yuan. He has gone through three tests and will be formally introduced to us today. He said , Fellow Taoist, you know him."

"I know?"

Wang Ping showed doubts, and then he thought of a person, Sun Shulin, whom he met when he captured the Sacred Heart Grass in Hushan Kingdom. Taoist Yuan Zheng joked about introducing him to the party at that time.

Yulian stretched her neck to look everywhere, curious about everything here.

At this time, a familiar figure came out of the cave entrance, but it was Wu Laodao. He fell beside Wang Ping. He no longer relied on his old age as before, but politely clasped his fists and said: "I heard that Taoist friends have made a huge fortune in Shangjing City. The face of our Southern monks.”

Wang Ping returned the greeting and said: "Fellow Taoist, I am overly complimentary..."

"This is not an exaggeration!"

Another person flew out of the exit, but it was Yue Ziyu. He actually came too. I guess it was because of Wang Ping. He landed next to Wang Ping and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, I killed two three-level monks in just a moment. Especially the magic weapon in your hand that makes fire cultivators fearful, it is even said to be magical!"

He was joking.

"Mr. Yue!" Guang Xuan and Wu Laodao saluted at the same time.

"Forget about this, maybe I shouldn't let Cang An's soul go back!" Wang Ping knew that Yue Ziyu was reminding him as a joke.

(End of this chapter)