There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 609: Places for the Four Realms!
The Six Heart Sect experienced a brief period of chaos during these five days, but peace returned to normal both inside and outside. After all, there was a fourth-level cultivator in charge, so no matter how chaotic the situation was, this sect that had been passed down for thousands of years would not be truly destroyed.

Early this morning, the front gate of the Six Heart Sect was filled with inner sect disciples, among whom was a third-level gold cultivator, who was obviously there to welcome someone.

At the end of Chen time.

As the chill of the winter night gradually dissipated and the clouds in the sky were covered with morning glow, a golden token suddenly appeared at the end of the southern sky and projected under the clouds.

Seeing this, the third-level gold cultivator who was leading the group in front of the mountain gate subconsciously adjusted the collar of his Taoist robe, then led a group of disciples out of the mountain gate, looking at the quickly approaching projection from afar with a gentle smile.

The person who came was naturally Wang Ping. He actually arrived in Jinhuai Prefecture directly through the "transfer talisman", but this time he was visiting a senior after all, so it was impossible for him to be transferred to someone's doorstep.

Looking at the familiar gate of the Six Hearts Sect, Wang Ping's mind was filled with thoughts. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he first came here. At that time, the Six Hearts Sect was a behemoth to him. Now, with the passage of time, the once glorious Six Hearts Sect has shown signs of decline.

As his thoughts raced, his body flipped twice inside the wood spirit energy, and then he dived down with Yu Lian at an uncatchable speed, stopping steadily a hundred feet in front of the Six Heart Sect's mountain gate, and then he repelled the wood spirit energy around him and revealed his body.

When Wang Ping stood on the ground with his feet, the third-level gold cultivator in front of the Six Hearts Sect's mountain gate immediately saluted him with a group of disciples.

Wang Ping naturally returned the greeting and then quickly stepped forward.

"I am Tong Jing from Wangxin Palace, and I am honored to meet the Immortal Changqing!" The Third Realm Gold Cultivator was the first to introduce himself.

"Master Tong Jing!" Wang Ping clasped his hands together and performed the Taoist salute.

Taoist Tong Jing returned the greeting and turned sideways, making an inviting gesture and saying, "Senior Wan Zhi has been waiting for you in the dojo behind the Heart-Searching Hall for a long time. Please come this way."

Wang Ping nodded implicitly. Yu Lian's body was wrapped around Wang Ping's left arm, and her pair of vertical pupils looked at all the disciples around her.

When Wang Ping entered the Six Hearts Sect, he clearly felt that many eyes were secretly observing him. Yu Lian reminded him in his spiritual sea: "Many of them are hostile to you. Rumors still play a certain role."

Wang Ping didn't care about it at all, and Yu Lian didn't say anything either. She just instinctively looked at those malicious eyes. If this wasn't the Six Heart Sect, she might have already started a killing spree.

After an hour's walk, Wang Ping saw the familiar pavilion.

"Just come in."

Taoist Wanzhi's voice came from a small courtyard not far away.

Wang Ping and Tong Jing hurriedly bowed, then Tong Jing left the pavilion and walked outside, while Wang Ping placed his hands in front of him and walked towards the courtyard in an orderly manner.

The recliner in the yard was still there, but the person sitting on it was gone. Taoist Wan Zhi was sitting casually on the stone bench under the eaves, leaning against the pillar of the house and reading a book. It was not a Taoist classic, but a most common story book.

"No need to salute!"

When Wang Ping was about to salute, Taoist Wan Zhi raised his eyelids, looked at him and said.

But Wang Ping still clasped his fists and bowed, solemnly performing the salute of a junior.

Taoist Wan Zhi put down the storybook in her hand and waited for Wang Ping to finish his greeting. She took the initiative to say, "I know why you came here. Zi Luan used a special method to block most means of detection. Perhaps... even the True Lord cannot determine his current location."

Wang Ping was startled and asked, "Is it 'Day One' who is helping him?"

"Yes, but it's not the 'First Day' you know." Taoist Wan Zhi responded casually. Seeing Wang Ping's puzzled look, he added, "There are factions within every sect, and the 'First Day' is no exception."

Wang Ping responded with a look of sudden enlightenment, "Junior understands." Yu Lian had already crawled into his sleeves by then.

Taoist Wan Zhi stood up and glanced at the armchair where Lord Xiaoshan often lay. He said, "Since the riots of the cultivators in the southern cultivation world more than a hundred years ago, Zi Luan was very happy for a while, but he suddenly became extremely worried and finally escaped."

"Escape?" Wang Ping repeated the word softly.

"The quota for the fourth realm has deteriorated by the time of your generation. It is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning of humanity. Therefore, your lineage has quotas, but not everyone can give them. Zi Luan's choice means that no matter what the future situation is, he will not have the opportunity to enter the fourth realm!"

Wang Ping couldn't help but lower his head when he heard this and said, "I understand."

Taoist Wan Zhi added, "The same is true for Xiu Yu, because no one will support his promotion. Even if he schemes until the end of time, it will not be possible. Therefore, you don't need to spend energy investigating Zi Luan and Xiu Yu."

She pointed at Wang Ping and said, "So, you are the only successor left by Xiaoshan. Although you two are not master and apprentice, you cannot change this fact. Do you agree with this?"

"I will never forget the support and care from Lord Xiaoshan!" Wang Ping still kept his head down.

"it is good!"

Taoist Wan Zhi retracted his outstretched hand and asked, "Are you ready to seek the fourth realm?"

Wang Ping took a deep breath and responded, "Yes!"

Taoist Wan Zhi looked at Wang Ping seriously and asked, "Think about it before answering. Once you confirm, your allies and enemies will come to you, and you may have to bear a heavy yoke for thousands of years to come."

"Junior is very sure!"

Wang Ping said this firmly.

Taoist Wan Zhi did not show any special expression when she heard this. Perhaps she had seen too many cultivators like Wang Ping. After staring at Wang Ping for a few breaths, she said, "Now is a special period. The older generation of fourth-level cultivators have almost completed their missions, and most of them have reached the end of their lives. Now, there have been no new fourth-level cultivators for thousands of years..."

These words are a bit heavy. People in the Four Realms cannot live forever, so they are destined to be unable to escape the erosion of time.

"It has been more than five thousand years since the rise of humanity, and more than five thousand years since the world was at peace. It has been almost two hundred years since Xiaoshan planned to enter the fifth realm..."

"He has opened a small gap in the original rules. There are too many uncertainties in the future. If you are determined to advance to the fourth level at this time, the pressure you will have to bear will be very great. Perhaps what will happen in the future will be more cruel than the war between us and the demons when humanity rose!"

Taoist Wan Zhi probably said a lot because Wang Ping was the only hope for Xiao Shan's lineage. "Let me be more straightforward. Your promotion requires the coordination of many people, and after you are promoted, you will face the bills they issue. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, thank you for your guidance, but even if we hide, the future will still be uncertain after this period of time passes."

Wang Ping's attitude became more resolute.

Taoist Wan Zhi looked at Wang Ping, sighed and said, "You don't understand. Now that we have come to this point, let's just be frank. We, the older generation of fourth-level cultivators, have already resolved the cause and effect. You will have to bear the cause and effect in the future!"

Wang Ping was stunned. He looked up at Taoist Wan Zhi, stared at him for a few breaths, then lowered his head, "Junior wants to give it a try!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Wan Zhi restrained the unnecessary expression on his face, waved his hand coldly and rationally, and said: "In this case, the quota of your lineage belongs to you from now on, but the real competition has just begun. You don't need to pay attention to the interference of the upper level, but you need to deal with your own affairs yourself!"

(End of this chapter)