There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 558 Xiuyuan Shenqi Sea

Zhonghui County.

There is a teahouse at the intersection of an alley in the west of the city. Under the thatched shed outside the teahouse, some elderly neighbors gather here every day after sunrise to chat and relieve their boredom.

It's early spring now, and tasting tea has become a norm in various parts of the South. In addition, the South has become more and more affluent in recent years, and various teahouses have sprung up all over the country.

More importantly, many people have free time, especially the elderly. They need such a place to gather, so small teahouses like this came into being, but they just make some money for boiling water at the end of the alley. That’s all.

The noisy time passed quickly, and before you knew it, the sun illuminated the inside and outside of the thatched hut. An old man wearing a light blue brocade robe and a sandalwood hairpin was playing with a pair of purple crystals in one hand and a small hand made of green bamboo in the other. Tea Bucket walked over very proudly under the gaze of all the old people.

"Old Li Tou, do you have any new tea?" an old man wearing a blue linen shirt greeted.

"The spring tea cultivated on the other side of the Qianmuguan River has just sprouted. The palace has probably not even had a sip of it yet." Old Li raised his chin proudly.

"Will you die if you don't brag?" Some people didn't believe it.

"You guy, no wonder your wife wants to move in with your son and daughter-in-law. Not only can you not speak, but your face is also ugly. A mosquito bite on your face will make you want to commit suicide!"

"Is the tea really delicious?"

They were chatting about such non-nutritious topics, and before they knew it, it was noon. After the quarrel, the old men returned home one after another to have lunch, and some of them ordered some food at the teahouse.

"Ha ha!"

Then it was another afternoon with nothing to do. After the sky dimmed, the old people dispersed with unfinished business. Some looked very lonely because they had reached the end of their lives. They had some regrets, some did not care, and some With faces full of joy, these people are obviously a happy family.

"... "

"This is not a lie. For mortals, this is their life. Just like we pursue immortality, what they pursue is dignity."

"This is how mortals behave."

Everyone burst into laughter, and then started arguing over whether to see the new tea.

Wang Ping's gaze paused slightly while he was reading. He stretched out his hand to touch Yu Lian's head and said with a smile: "It's just the most ordinary green tea. This old man boasted about it yesterday. Today, he has no choice but to go to the east of the city and buy some." Two new teas are back.”

Yu Lian was full of interest. She got out of her sleeves and stared at the tea bucket in the old man's hand with her vertical pupils.

"They don't look like they're hostile to each other!"

The waiters in the tearoom were extremely anxious, because every time they had an argument, it was a mess. The boss sitting next to the counter inside, reading a book, was very calm. He just glanced at it and ignored it.

"Liar your way through the world?"

Wang Ping put down the book in his hand, looked at Yu Lian and said, "Just like when we fight with the enemy, will you show your vulnerable side? Will you tell your enemy where your weakness is? ?”

"Uh, why?"

This boss is Wang Ping, who is hiding in the mortal world and cultivating.

"... "

Yu Lian showed incomprehensible emotions, looking straight at Wang Ping with a pair of vertical pupils, waiting for Wang Ping's further explanation.

Wang Ping looks at their status every day and has different feelings every day.

When the sky completely darkened, some county government officers began to patrol the streets to prevent bandits from appearing at night. Wang Ping greeted the two guys who lived in the store and walked to the small courtyard where he bought.

"There are steamed buns over there, buy some and try them!" Yu Lian saw a steamer filled with steam under an oil lamp.

Of course Wang Ping would not refuse. He walked over and found a little boy looking at the stall. Behind the stall, there was a couple busy in the dark.

"Two steamed buns!"

"Sanwen!"

The little boy shook his head when he spoke, because he was reading quietly while looking at the stall, as if he was going to get into Zhonghui College.

What Wang Ping noticed was that the price of steamed buns had increased a bit compared to a few years ago. According to the information provided by the puppet, the current prices in Zhonghui County were almost the same as those in Jinhuaicheng, the capital of Chu State.

This is not a good thing, but Wang Ping has nothing to do. The current market in Zhonghui County has been specially controlled by Qianmuguan. If the price continues to be lowered, no one will do business anymore.

"what happened to you?"

Yu Lian asked, feeling Wang Ping's emotions.

Wang Ping took the steamed buns and retreated into the dark night. While eating the steamed buns, he fed them to Yu Lian and returned to the small courtyard unknowingly.

Silent all night.

When it was time to practice the next day, Wang Ping did not rush back to the retreat place under the mountaintop ashram. Instead, facing the morning dew in the west of Zhonghui County, he sat cross-legged under the eaves of the main house of the courtyard.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ping adjusted his mood and opened his eyes to look at the 'Dongtian Mirror'. When his consciousness came back to life, the whole person and Yu Lian were dragged by the 'Dongtian Mirror' into the magic circle of the 'Transfer House'.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Ping appeared in the dim cave under the mountaintop dojo. When he sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, the Yuan Shen quickly came out. He also sat cross-legged next to the physical body, and then ten 'Heavenly Swords' emerged from the Yuan Shen. He jumped out of the body and formed a magic circle around his physical body and soul.

Then, the Yuanshen image uses the hundreds of meridians recorded in the "Guiyuan Jue" as the basis for Qi training, constructs hundreds of meridians within the Yuanshen, and drives spiritual energy to run in the hundreds of meridians.

At this moment, Yulian's body has grown to about three feet, hovering around Wang Ping's physical body and soul. She uses her soul to suppress the negative emotions that are constantly invading in the world of inspiration, preventing them from being sucked into Wang Ping's soul consciousness.

When the spiritual energy circulated in Wang Ping Yuanshen's body for five days, the ghost of the Yuanshen subconsciously pinched out a magic formula. The moment the magic formula was formed, the 'Tongtian Talisman' appeared in front of the Yuanshen.

"If we continue at this rate, we should be able to establish a sea of ​​qi within the soul within ten years."

Wang Ping's mood revealed anticipation.

When Yu Lian put away his soul, Teng Yun floated in front of Wang Ping, stared into Wang Ping's eyes, and said, "I have a proposal, do you want to listen to it?"

"Oh?"

Wang Ping was slightly confused.

Yu Lian continued: "It's exactly ten years, you might as well try the first volume of the magical secret method, and practice in the next ten years in a state of 'self-denial'."

This proposal is actually something Wang Ping has been thinking about. Yu Lian may have read his subconscious mind, and this proposal is helping him make a decision or reject it.

"The world of mortals you have been exposed to during this period is enough to balance the rationality of ten years of 'self-denial'. It can be used to try one or two. If you are unwilling to do so, then you should completely abandon this idea. You have been practicing for hundreds of years. You should know that half-heartedness is the most taboo thing in spiritual practice.”

Yu Lian's tone became serious, "If you want to practice magic, just do it quickly. If you don't want to practice it, just give up directly or temporarily."

Wang Ping did not answer immediately. He counted the time with his fingers, used the 'Dongtian Realm' and took Yulian back to the small courtyard in Zhonghui County.

(End of this chapter)