There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 580 The vicissitudes of life
Wang Ping was really surprised to hear the news, but he was more confused and regretful. Although Zuo Xuan looked gentle on the outside, he was strong on the inside. He was optimistic about Zuo Xuan's promotion to the third realm. Moreover, it was only a short time since Zuo Xuan was promoted to the second realm. Under normal circumstances, he should not be so anxious to be promoted to the third realm.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo Xuan has only been promoted to the second realm for a short time, why are you so anxious to be promoted to the third realm?"

He asked directly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Rong, Hu Qianqian, Xuan Ling and Yu Lian appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Yu Lian flew directly into the yard and landed on Wang Ping's shoulders, while the other three saluted in an orderly manner at the gate.

Wang Ping's eyes first fell on Hu Qianqian. She hadn't changed much. She was wearing a blue Taoist robe. Her aura was steady and quiet. Her furry tail was wrapped around her waist. Her long ears flipped back in response to Wang Ping's gaze.

"Come in, everyone!"

When Wang Ping greeted him, his gaze shifted to Xuan Ling. He was still as calm as ever, and he had basically completed the second level of "Tai Yan Talisman" and was ready to cultivate his spiritual body and physical body at any time.

Xuan Ling's change was within Wang Ping's expectations. After all, he possessed one-sixth of the consciousness of the Demon King.

Wang Ping did not specifically ask about Hu Qianqian's matter, because he felt that Hu Qianqian did not want to mention it, so after the three people came in, he turned to look at Liu Shuang and asked repeatedly: "Why is Fellow Daoist Zuo Xuan so anxious to advance to the third realm?"

"I don't know either. Senior Zuo Xuan returned to Qianmu Temple ten years after you, Master, had been in seclusion. During the turmoil in Chu State, many leaders of small sects came to her for help, hoping that she could stabilize the situation in Nanlin Road. Not long after, she went to Hushan State again. This time she was gone for thirty years, and she has been in seclusion since she came back."

Liu Shuang explained to Wang Ping in a very gentle voice, "Twenty years ago, Senior Zuo Xuan came out of seclusion and invited us to visit Dongshui Mountain. She told us that she was preparing to advance to the third realm, and asked Senior Ruan Chunzi to protect her."

"The promotion went smoothly at first, but when she merged the magic weapon formation at the end, the demon blood in the magic weapon formation suddenly rioted. Only then did we know that the core of her magic weapon formation was the blood of a dragon. Fortunately, Senior Ruan Chunzi took action in time, suppressed the dragon's consciousness, and forcibly stopped the promotion, saving Senior Zuo Xuan."

“But Senior Zuo Xuan’s soul was damaged in the backlash of the dragon bloodline, and his body was mostly assimilated by the dragon bloodline. In order to heal Senior Zuo Xuan, we even sent disciples to Linshui Mansion. But when they heard that Senior Zuo Xuan used the dragon bloodline to refine the magic array, they immediately rejected our request and didn’t even want to hear about the reward.”

"Later, Fellow Daoist Zuo Xuan decided to use his remaining vitality to forcibly help Junior Sister Zuo Liang advance to the second realm. Not long after that, he passed away in Dongshui Mountain."

After listening to this, Wang Ping silently picked up the teacup, bowed in the direction of Dongshui Mountain, and then asked: "Did she leave any words?"

Liu Shuang quickly replied, "I was by Senior Zuo Xuan's side at her last moment. Her original words were: I was too self-righteous. The Dao is indeed ruthless. When Fellow Daoist Changqing comes out of retreat, tell him that I failed his expectations."

After Liu Shuang finished speaking, Xia Wenyi continued, "After Senior Zuo Xuan passed away, we followed the tradition of Qianmu Temple and placed her tablet and statue in the front hall. We also recorded her story in the sect's journal for the disciples and believers of Qianmu Temple to pay tribute to her."

Wang Ping remained silent. He now felt like he had traveled through time again. Everything around him had changed tremendously from before the time travel.

"Daoyou Zuo Xuan's music is the most beautiful. Qianqian, please play a piece for me for her."

"Yes, Master!"

After Hu Qianqian agreed, she walked to an open space nearby, patted the storage bag at her waist, set out a square table and a wooden stool, and then took out a guqin and placed it on the square table.

Then beautiful piano music sounded.

Wang Ping closed his eyes, and the scene that emerged in his mind was the scene when he just crossed over to this world. At that time, there were mostly barren forests at the foot of Qianmu Mountain, and a newly reclaimed farmland on both sides of an irregular river. It was winter at that time, and because the harvest was poor, the whole village had to go to the nearby forests to look for wild vegetables in the cold wind before dawn every day. He clearly remembered that in the late winter, because of a grass carp coming down from upstream, there was a fight between the two villages, and several people died before they stopped.

It was also in this deep winter that he was sent to Qianmu Temple by his parents in this life. When he saw his master for the first time, his master was wearing simple Taoist robes, standing under the portrait of the founder, looking him up and down with a pair of captivating eyes.

At first, he was very scared, even terrified, when he saw his master's face.

However, as time went by, the fear in his heart slowly disappeared, and was replaced by curiosity. His curiosity completely changed when one day he saw someone flying in the clouds and landing in Qianmu Temple.

Now his cultivation has surpassed that of the monk who soared into the sky. Although the curiosity in his heart still exists, it is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning.

The distant sound of the piano always comes to an end. When the sound stopped abruptly, Wang Ping opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Hu Qianqian who was playing the piano. The tail behind her was swinging back and forth unconsciously.

"Any other news?" Wang Ping asked softly.

"I have good news. Senior Brother Su Hai successfully advanced to the second realm ten years ago. We sent several inner disciples to communicate with him some time ago." Xia Wenyi spoke quickly when he talked about this matter. "The Hou Xia court of Yunhai Grassland has secretly sent many envoys to communicate with us in recent years. They have the 'Fine Wood Spirit' we need. I temporarily decided to accept this deal."

Wang Ping nodded. He had noticed that Xia Wenyi's clothes were printed with the seal of the head of the front courtyard of Qianmu Temple. It was obvious that the internal structure of Qianmu Temple had undergone certain reforms, otherwise the head of the front courtyard would not have been able to match Xia Wenyi.

"Ling'er has also been promoted to the second realm. Senior Yuanzheng said that if she can maintain her current state, she will hopefully be promoted to the third realm before her lifespan runs out. By then, she will have made it!"

Liu Shuang talked about another good news.

"Where's Yu'er? Is there any news? And where's Wang Yang?"

This was what Yu Lian asked on behalf of Wang Ping.

After a moment of silence, Liu Shuang replied, "Since Junior Brother Wang Yang left, there has been no news from him. Yu'er has no news either. However, she sent someone to send back the disciples she had recruited outside."

"Yu'er is also accepting disciples?" Wang Ping was a little expectant.

"Not only Yu'er, but also Junior Sister Xiaozhu, Junior Brother Wenyi, and even Rong'er has accepted disciples..."

Before Liu Shuang finished her words, her disciple Yang Rong cleverly interrupted the topic and said, "Not only have I accepted disciples, my disciples have already begun to teach disciples, and the disciples of several uncles also have their own disciples. Master, if you gather them all here, your dojo may not be able to accommodate them all!"

When Wang Ping heard his disciple's words, his mind became active involuntarily.

Yu Lian rose into the air, looked around at everyone in the courtyard, and said, "What are you waiting for? Go and bring your disciples over to have a look."

(End of this chapter)