There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 562 Master and Disciple
After seeing Wang Ping take back the 'Iron Bamboo Sword', Yu Lian asked: "This can be considered a new formation. What name do you plan to give it?"

Wang Ping took out an 'Iron Bamboo Sword' to play with. Its workmanship was not very good, and it only had a bare sword body. The surface of the sword body was made of a spirit-gathering array that was refined and carved with wood spirit energy.

"Let's call it the Seven-Star Killing Formation!"

When Wang Ping answered, he stretched out his hand and pointed out the 'Purgatory Flag', and then the illusory figure of Ming Shui appeared.

Ming Shui's consciousness was slightly cold at the moment, and he asked, "Why are you calling me?"

As she spoke, her consciousness glanced at Liu Shuang and the spirit dog who were watching curiously at the entrance of the courtyard. Perhaps in order to make herself more humane, she turned around and said hello to Liu Shuang.

"Help me nourish these swords with spiritual poison."

While Wang Ping was talking, he took out ten 'Iron Bamboo Swords' from his storage bag.

The power of the 'Seven Star Killing Formation' can only delay it at best against Taoist cultivators of the same level. If two fully effective spiritual toxins are hidden in it to catch the opponent by surprise, there may be unexpected gains.

However, during the real fight, except for Jin Xiu, there may be few other monks who take the initiative to meet the Taiyan monks. But to say the least, spiritual poison is really needed to fight against Jin Xiu.

Wang Ping took a look at Liu Shuang and immediately saw clearly what her cultivation level was. After these years of practice, she had integrated 90% of the spiritual consciousness in her body. The reason why she was still short of the last bit was because this point was used by Wang Ping. The 'Calming Talisman' was suppressed.

Yu Lian descended from the clouds and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder, saying, "This guy Ming Shui is becoming more and more taciturn."

Wang Ping explained based on his own understanding, and then added: "This is just my guess. There is no clear conclusion at this stage."

"What's going on with the magic soldiers? They have crazy desires since the day they were born, without exception." Liu Shuang walked in and asked a question.

Wang Ping invited Liu Shuang to come in and sit down, and said: "If the weapon spirit has desires, there will be more horrible things in the world."

"Have you had any special feelings during your recent practice?"

Anyway, just in case.

"No, Ming Shui is a weapon spirit. It has its own consciousness. It can learn anything and imitate it, but it cannot have seven emotions and six desires. It is really one of the rules of heaven."

"Magic soldiers are aberrations whose extraterrestrial consciousness has merged with this world. They may have been complex consciousnesses, but they have become crazy over the years, so their madness can be guided and controlled."

Liu Shuang nodded thoughtfully, and then sat on the stone bench at Wang Ping's signal. She was not as cautious about this place as others, because she grew up here and this yard was equivalent to her home.

"What is the problem?"

Ming Shui agreed and at the same time built an independent purgatory space in front of him, absorbed all ten 'Iron Bamboo Swords' into the purgatory space, and then disappeared silently.

Wang Ping was a bit knowing and he could only express his thoughts tactfully when dealing with this child. Yu Lian patted Wang Ping on the back with her tail and stared at the nearby spirit dog to prevent the spirit dog from suddenly acting like a monster.

Liu Shuang pondered for a few breaths before responding: "Since the beginning of the year before last, I have felt that my practice has encountered a bottleneck. In the past, when I integrated the spiritual consciousness in my soul every day, I could clearly feel the spiritual veins in my body. There are signs of improvement, but I haven’t felt like this since the beginning of the year before last.”

"Well..." Wang Ping nodded and said with a look of surprise: "You should have completed the integration of all the spiritual consciousness in the soul, and finally there is still a small part of consciousness trapped by me using the 'Calming Talisman', but this Part of the consciousness is the most difficult to integrate. After you adjust your condition, I will take some time to protect you and try to fully integrate it in one go."

Liu Shuang nodded in relief at first, and finally looked happy and said, "I can do it at any time."

Yulian slapped Wang Ping on the back with her tail and said on behalf of Wang Ping: "I can feel the determination in your soul, but integrating this part of consciousness requires a certain degree of humanity. This is also the direction of your future practice. Give me You need half a year to adjust your mentality, and then come to your master and ask him to help protect the Dharma."

Liu Shuang herself has an active personality. During these years of practicing in the mountaintop dojo, she had the idea of ​​​​going down the mountain to have a look countless times, but because Wang Ping was not around, she did not take action.

"That's it!"

Wang Pingping smiled and allowed Liu Shuang to go down the slope smoothly.

Liu Shuang could only nod slightly and said "Yeah".

"Remember to take a look at Ling'er. She should be promoted to the second level soon. It has not been easy for her these years." Wang Ping said about his first disciple.

When Liu Shuang heard Wang Ping talk about Liu Ling, she showed obvious worry on her face. She had as much affection for Liu Ling as Wang Ping had for her.

"Ling'er is a person who has experienced things. There is a high probability that she can be promoted to the second level. Coupled with the financial resources of Qianmuguan now, the second level of "The Art of Jingmu" is not difficult. What is difficult is that after the promotion, sit!"

Liu Shuang hid her worries and turned to look in the direction of Yongshan County, "Sitting there for hundreds of years is the real suffering. Ling'er was such a proud person back then."

Wang Ping's mind flashed with Liu Ling's lively and active look, then the haggard look with white hair seeking to build a foundation, and now she looked lifeless again, but he quickly banished those images from his mind.

"Teach Rong'er well. It's rare for her to have such good luck. And where is Yu'er? Has there been any news about her recently?" Yu Lian's voice interrupted the silence between the master and the disciple.

Liu Shuang woke up from silence and responded: "Rong'er said that in two years she would come back to seclusion and enter the country. Yu'er had someone bring back the news half a year ago. She is currently exploring the underwater ruins with some monks in the Southeast Islands."

Wang Ping sighed silently. He knew that Zhao Yuer would never come back in this life, and he knew that Liu Shuang had let Zhao Yuer go on purpose. Liu Shuang had always felt guilty about Zhao Yuer in his heart.

Master and disciple were silent again.

Even if they have been practicing for hundreds of years, they will sometimes have some emotions like mortals, which is why the 'Ruthless Way' was born. These monks advocate cutting off all cause and effect, just for the final immortality.

"Qianqian has managed Baishui Lake very well in recent years. You can go and take a look when you have time. There is also Shangyang Mountain nearby. The scenery there is very good. It is a good place to adjust your mood."

It was Yulian who broke the silence again, and she talked about a more light-hearted topic.

Not long after, the atmosphere in the small courtyard became pleasant. After the master and apprentice chatted happily for half an hour, Liu Shuang took the initiative to say goodbye. Wang Ping got up and sent her to the entrance of the courtyard.

Looking at Liu Shuang's retreating figure, Wang Ping's humanity exuded complex emotions, including happiness from the heart, a trace of worry, and unspeakable family affection.

(End of this chapter)