There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 611: Unusual Movements in the Southern Seas

In the small courtyard of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the moment the transfer formation lit up, Wang Ping appeared in the twisted space with Yu Lian, and then he was attracted by the sound of bells echoing in his ears. This was the bell from the front hall that gathered the incoming monks.

As his spiritual consciousness spread, he soon learned from the gathered disciples what had happened. Warships from Linshui Prefecture suddenly appeared in the sea south of Shang'an Prefecture.

The two sides' front-line intelligence-gathering clippers have already engaged in combat, and are currently suffering losses on both sides.

Wang Ping did not interrupt Xia Wenyi's deployment of troops. He walked to the pavilion at the edge of the garden and stood still, looking at the prosperous Zhonghui County in the distance. He said to Yu Lian, "They don't intend to give me any time at all!"

"I think he wants to delay your progress in cultivation. I have to say that's a very good idea!"

Yu Lian commented softly, following Wang Ping's gaze towards Zhonghui County in the distance, feeling the lively atmosphere of the approaching Spring Festival in the county, and said, "I'm afraid this Spring Festival will not be peaceful."

Wang Ping made hand gestures and summoned the 'Dongtian Mirror' to connect to a puppet placed in Linshui Mansion. This puppet was conscripted by a conscription order from an island under the command of the Seventh Prince. When a small part of Wang Ping's consciousness descended upon this puppet through a communication transfer station secretly arranged in the southern waters, he was conducting the most basic naval combat training against the sea breeze.

Because this puppet has excellent physical fitness, can complete every training session smoothly, and can read a few words, he has been appointed as the captain of his team and has more free time.

After a training session, Wang Ping controlled the puppet to walk to the side of the ship and looked at the dock not far away. It was a military dock with more than a dozen warships parked nearby. The dock was far away from the town, and on the small road connecting the town was an endless transport team that was continuously transporting supplies to the dock.

This can be considered an open war mobilization. The soldiers at the dock are obviously reserve soldiers. They are preparing for a protracted war!

Afterwards, Wang Ping looked towards a fortress built of rammed earth on the dock according to the puppet's memory. Coincidentally, at this moment, a streak of light flashed across the sky and landed on the observation deck outside the fortress.

He is a cultivator of the third realm!
All the soldiers nearby cried out in surprise and turned to look over. Wang Ping also observed the man openly. Each of his puppets had undergone special treatment for vision, so with the vision of his puppet, he could clearly see the appearance of the person who came.

The man had no beard and looked to be in his early twenties. He wore a yellow cross-collared shirt inside and a white wide-sleeved shirt outside, and a hat favored by scholars. He had a gentle face and looked like a student from a large family.

He landed on the observation deck and listened to the cheers around him. He straightened his back with some pride, then shook off his long-sleeved robe and walked towards the door that the two Qigong practitioners in front of him had opened for him with a confident smile.

The inside of the door was completely different from the sunny and cheerful state of the "student". It was a bit dark and depressing. The light projected in through the open door stretched out very long in the room and shone on an extremely detailed sea chart.

"Hey, don't close the door!"

Seeing the Qigong practitioner at the door about to close the door, he interrupted him, then stepped forward and bowed to the person next to the map, saying, "Uncle Ziyu, what do you think of the matter we discussed a few days ago?"

The bright light revealed the figure in front of the map. He was Yue Ziyu, whom Wang Ping had been searching for. He was still as elegant as before, but his skin was a bit pale due to not seeing the sun for many years. Yue Ziyu turned half of his face and looked at the two Qigong practitioners at the door with a cold gaze, which frightened them so much that they closed the door as quickly as possible.

The bright light disappeared in an instant, leaving only dim candlelight in the room. Yue Ziyu's eyes glowed with blue light as he stared silently at the various areas on the Nanlin Road coastline on the map that could be used as landing points.

"Uncle Master, you don't have to worry about any accidents. Fifty or sixty years ago, we only used one-fifth of our strength this time to defeat the coastal defenses in various parts of the south and plunder countless supplies. This time our enemy is only Nanlin Road. Given the current situation in Nanlin Road, it will be a piece of cake to take it down."

Yue Ziyu said calmly: "At first we just took them by surprise, but now they are prepared, and there is a steady supply of supplies from inland."

"Then we can pile up human lives. We can also recruit one million sailors, build thousands of warships, and there are hundreds of monks coming to us. If they come over, even if one of them spits, they can flood Nanlin Road."

"Although Ziluan of the Six Hearts Sect is missing, Changqing of Qianmu Temple is not an easy person to deal with. He has Hu Yin of the demon tribe as an ally to the north, and Zhigong and Wu Quan of the Dikumen to the south. Recently, he has taken control of the overall situation of the Chu court with the force of thunder. We must be prepared for a protracted war."

Yue Ziyu's eyes, glowing with a green halo, turned around and stared at his nephew, "They still have an unknown number of 'power pills' in their hands. Even if you add another million sailors, it may not be enough for them to consume!"

His eyes gradually became stern. "Master's meaning is very clear. We just need to delay Qianmu Temple and disrupt their original plan. Do you want to sacrifice the lives of soldiers for your own selfish desires?"

"Uncle Master! Why are you still worried about Qianmu Temple? Have you become obsessed with them because of their pursuit? They are just a small sect that has only been around for less than two hundred years. I admit that Changqing does have some abilities, but that's all. He has allies, but he has more enemies!"

The young man smiled and spoke very quickly: "We have someone to hold back his allies in the northern demon tribe. It is impossible for Mozhou Road and Haizhou Road to send reinforcements in a short time. Besides, our friends in Liangjiang area have agreed to cooperate with our army to go south. Then Nanlin Road will be in our pocket, so why not take it?"

Yue Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Have you forgotten that there are still people from the Third Master who are eyeing us covetously? Is this Master's intention? Or did you do it on your own?"

"My master is in seclusion, but before he went into seclusion, he instructed that all matters should be decided by my master. Now that such a good opportunity is in front of us, how can we let it go?"

"You are destroying Master's plan!" Yue Ziyu said this, but he did not make any move to report it.

The task given to them by the Seventh Prince is to contain Qianmu Temple in order to obtain the secret support of the Taiyan Sect branch in the southeastern sea area, and then take the opportunity to counterattack the Third Prince, but someone wants to replicate the previous plunder and even take Nanlin Road for themselves.

"Uncle Master, the Changqing of Qianmu Temple is still offering a reward for you. You dare not even see the sunlight. This may be partly due to him. Don't you want to go out and take a look at this beautiful land?"

(End of this chapter)