There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 435: Cultivation soars again
The golden stream of light rising into the sky formed a huge umbrella under the clouds. At the same time, countless golden light pillars rose into the sky from the thick clouds in the south, dyeing the earth and sky golden.

At this moment, both the common people at the bottom and the practitioners who have entered Taoism are praying devoutly in their hearts. Their gathered incense beliefs are connected with the destiny of heaven and earth, and then converge into the Six Heart Sect.

The mountains inside and outside the Six Heart Sect were suddenly covered by the golden stream of light, and more and more of it gathered. In an instant, the halos became able to be touched with hands, but neither the monks of the third realm nor the disciples of the outer sect at the lowest level could. Dare to really touch it.

"good!"

Xiao Shanfujun's voice sounded from inside and outside the Liuxin Sect, and the golden stream of light that gathered in the Liuxin Sect immediately rose from the sky, and then formed golden waves between the clouds, sweeping towards Zhenyang Mountain at an extremely fast speed. quick.

Within half an hour, the golden waves arrived at Zhenyang Mountain.

At this moment, on the altar at the foot of Zhenyang Mountain, Wang Ping led Zhi Gong, Hu Yin, Wu Quan, Gan Xing, Huai Mo, and Shan Wei and stood respectfully in front of the incense table. They all held fly whisks in their right hands and fixed incense sticks in their left hands. The Taoist method is to prepare for the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping the true king.

Behind them, there were more than a hundred second-level monks coming from all over the country, and more than 600 monks entering the country. The foundation-building monks and Qi-training monks were overwhelming a large group of people, as well as officials from the Chu State's court and hundreds of thousands of troops. and hundreds of thousands of people.

"bye!"

Wang Ping felt the luck blessed by the clouds. He raised his head and glanced at the golden statue at the top of Zhenyang Mountain that reached into the sky. He shouted loudly and took the lead in kneeling down and worshiping. Yu Lian's body was wrapped around his left arm and followed Wang Ping. Lower your head.

"Rumble"

At this moment, Wang Ping felt a familiar aura floating on the top of Zhenyang Mountain. It was Mr. Xiaoshanfu who came to Zhenyang Mountain in person!
Wang Ping quickly adjusted his state of mind, looking like he was neither happy nor sad. He stood up after bowing politely and shouted: "Three obeisances!"

At this time, Yulian reminded Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "Do you feel it? The spirituality emanating from us at this moment has temporarily changed the rules of heaven and earth. This is something that even the true king cannot do."

Not only him, but everyone who could feel the terrifying power above their heads at this moment sealed their breath within the smallest range. On the contrary, it was those Qi practitioners and mortals with low cultivation levels who were extremely excited and excited at this moment. Jumping for joy.

This time, after Wang Ping knelt down and stood up, his consciousness rose into the air without any warning.

"Rumble"

So, he became extremely careful and cautious.

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt down together, causing the ground to shake slightly. The golden light of the incense generated by their devout faith when they knelt down emitted a dazzling light between the heaven and the earth.

"Concentrate and calm down!"

Hundreds of thousands of people kowtowed again. Their movements were not uniform, but their expressions were extremely solemn and serious.

In the world of inspiration, those polluted spiritual creatures fled everywhere as if they encountered natural enemies.

As his voice spread outward, the third-level monks around him knelt down first, followed by the second-level monks and the entry-level monks behind him, followed closely by the Chu court officials around the altar.

Wang Ping could naturally feel that although he lowered his head, he could feel the powerful energy above his head. As long as this energy was pressed down, he would be shattered to pieces.

Wang Ping finished his first salute. From the corner of his eye, Yu quickly glanced at the dots of golden light that appeared around him. After standing up, he instinctively bowed again and shouted again: "Bow again!"

It was his soul that separated from his spiritual body. He was not nervous. The magic circle on his wrist connected to Xiao Shanfujun, Zi Luan and Xiu Yu was already activated.

Mr. Xiaoshanfu's voice was cold yet full of humanity.

After Wang Ping's consciousness explored the direction of the top of the mountain for a moment, he immediately followed Xiaoshanfujun's instructions to calm down. Then he saw Xiaoshanfujun's soul coming in front of him.

At this moment, Xiaoshanfujun's soul and the destiny between heaven and earth are integrated into one, making people dare not look directly at it. Then, Wang Ping felt a powerful energy transmitted through Xiao Shanfujun's soul. He subconsciously ran the soul to merge with the 'Tongtian Talisman'. This time, he didn't even use a fixed magic circle to suppress the 'Tongtian Talisman'.

There was no feeling of discomfort at all. The power between heaven and earth that the 'Tongtian Talisman' possessed seemed to become particularly gentle at this moment, and his humanity was not distorted at all.

It was a magical feeling, as if the barrier between him and the 'Tongtian Talisman' had disappeared.

In an instant, Wang Ping saw on the light screen panel that the progress of merging the 'Psychic Talisman' jumped to (70/100). Only then did Wang Ping feel the repulsion between the 'Tongtian Talisman' and his soul.

"It's because your soul is not strong enough and you can't continue. Use the remaining energy to strengthen your soul!"

Mr. Xiao Shanfu's cold voice sounded.

Wang Ping immediately did as he was told. At this moment, when his soul absorbed the spiritual energy of the inspiration world, it was as simple as a mortal drinking water, and he felt that the 'water' around him seemed endless, so he manifested the Sophora japonica again. Part of the tree's consciousness is used to condense the spirit guide.

I don't know how much time passed, but Wang Ping felt that his soul had reached a bottleneck. He quickly stopped absorbing spiritual energy. As his consciousness drifted, his soul pinched out several spells. The 'Psychic Talisman' was first driven, and then The 'Borrowing Talisman' could also be successfully activated, but when it was the turn of the 'Tongtian Talisman', his soul seemed to have no strength, and a soft feeling came over him suddenly when the magic formula was formed.

"Driving the 'Tongtian Talisman' is not simple. You need to practice this step by yourself. External forces can only strengthen your soul, but cannot change the established rules." Mr. Xiao Shanfu's voice sounded again.

Wang Ping's consciousness returned to his spiritual body at this moment.

"What happened to you?"

Yu Lian's voice sounded in the spiritual sea.

Wang Ping was extremely shocked, because he realized that everything that just happened happened in an instant, yes, it was just an instant. He had accumulated more than 20 years of hard work!
"Qiyun represents heaven and earth, people's hearts, the past and the future."

Taoist Huaimo's voice rang in Wang Ping's ears, "It is ethereal and ethereal, yet extremely real."

Wang Ping came to his senses.

At this time, I saw the golden stream of light gathering in the sky turning into dots of starlight, falling on the bodies of hundreds of thousands of people at the foot of Zhenyang Mountain, and integrating with their bodies.

Those mortals were suddenly excited and incoherent. Wang Ping and others just bowed and worshiped.

After a while, the noise at the scene gradually dissipated.

Wang Ping cupped his fists and said, "Junior, I have something I would like to ask you."

He spoke softly.

"Come up and talk."

"Yes!"

Wang Ping immediately turned Yulian into a stream of light and flew to the top of Zhenyang Mountain.

Within a few breaths, Wang Ping saw Mr. Xiao Shanfu beside a stream below the golden statue on the south side of the main peak. He was wearing a gray-white Taoist robe with wide sleeves and his hair was tied with a jade crown.

When Wang Ping landed next to Xiaoshanfujun, Xiaoshanfujun spoke first: "It's a pity that it's not the original Zhenyangshan!"

(End of this chapter)