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Chapter 633: Monks from all over the world gather at Qianmu Temple (Please subscribe and vote)
The quarrel lasted longer than expected. At first they were arguing in Wang Ping's Taoist temple, and finally they moved to the front hall of Qianmu Temple because more monks from the north came to pay homage to the mountain.

This is the opportunity to unify Zhongzhou that Wang Ping has been waiting for. As long as these people can reach an agreement, ending the unrest in Zhongzhou is only a matter of time.

Half a month has passed, and the various forces are still arguing. However, the forces in the southeastern sea area have finally been divided. The next is the most chaotic Zhenyang Mountain. This place is the central area of ​​Zhongzhou, and the quarrel is expected to last even longer.

Wang Ping would appear in the front hall on time at Chenshi every day, and then quietly listen to their quarrels until Youshi before leaving. After he left, representatives of various forces would also leave one after another, and then look for their own allies, so as to gain more benefits in tomorrow's meeting.

Zhonghui County.

The county town was extremely lively during this period, with lights on all night long in both the inner and outer cities.

Especially from Youshi to Haishi every day, the city center square is almost crowded with people, and most of them are Qigong practitioners who have run over from other places. Their purpose is nothing more than to ask for a chance to become an immortal. After all, at this moment, there are dozens of third-level cultivators gathered in Qianmu Temple, and there are hundreds of second-level cultivators.

More importantly, it is rumored in the cultivation world that Qianmu Temple will take the lead in rebuilding the Daozang Hall!
This was truly a major event that would be recorded in the history of humanity. The Qigong practitioners near Qianmu Temple dropped everything they were doing and rushed to Zhonghui County as soon as they received the news. Most of the Qigong practitioners in other places also made the same decision after considering it.

The originally chaotic situation in the world suddenly calmed down during this period of time. Everyone was waiting for the final outcome of Qianmuguan, and there were also ambitious people who were secretly ready to make moves.

There were no major conflicts in the bustling city because there were hundreds of second-level cultivators maintaining order in Zhonghui City during this period, and some places were even staffed by third-level cultivators.

Xia Wenyi handed over the public security of Zhonghui County to Leng Kezhen, who was very familiar with it. After all, this was his job. Every night when he was on duty until the end of the You hour, he would habitually go to a mutton soup restaurant deep in an unknown alley outside the city for a bowl of mutton soup.

Today was no exception. As soon as he sat down, a person appeared beside him silently. This made the hairs on his body stand up. When he saw the person, he smiled again, "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Qiu Wang!"

"What a coincidence!"

Qiu Wang was wearing the soft armor of the general of the government army at the moment. He and Leng Kezhen were the ones who were protecting the public security of Zhonghui City. After greeting Leng Kezhen, he sat opposite Leng Kezhen, took out a wine jar from his storage bag, and said, "Would you like some wine?"

"What a fragrant wine, with such a strong aroma of aged wine!" Leng Kezhen accepted it enthusiastically, but in his heart he was wondering why the other party was looking for him at this time. He was not stupid enough to think that it was just a coincidence.

"This is the century-old rice wine in the wine cellar of Changqing Zhenren's Taoist temple. I heard that it was brewed by Changqing Zhenren himself when he was promoted to the third realm." Qiu Wang said with a smile, and then called to the waiter next to him to bring the wine bowl.

Leng Kezheng was moved when he heard this. After he met Qiu Wang for the first time, he asked someone for information about the other party. He knew that this man had stayed in Qianmu Temple as a hostage for a period of time at the beginning. Later, when Qianmu Temple grew stronger, he was sent back to Dandao Sect and supported to become the sect leader.

Now Leng Kezhen calculated the time. When this person was a hostage in Qianmu Temple, it was the time when the third generation of disciples of Qianmu Temple were growing up. It is likely that his relationship with the third generation of disciples of Qianmu Temple is unusual now.

Thinking of this, Leng Kezhen's face became even more enthusiastic.

A jar of wine was finished unknowingly, and two bowls of mutton soup were also consumed. Qiu Wang rushed to pay the bill, and then the two of them walked towards the inner city according to the patrol route.

When they reached the inner city wall, Qiu Wang invited him, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to have a cup of tea with me?"

Leng Kezhen naturally would not refuse.

Qiu Wang placed a tea table at the entrance of the city wall and said while admiring the bustling Zhonghui County: "After this, the world, which has been in chaos for nearly two hundred years, should finally be stable." "Do you have any ideas, Fellow Daoist Qiu Wang?"

"To be honest with you, Fellow Daoist Leng, I originally had some arrangements in Zhenyang Mountain, but because of the fight with Linshui Mansion, they were all destroyed not long ago... My requirements are actually very low. I just want to save some assets to prepare for the third realm. There is everything in that chaotic area of ​​Zhenyang Mountain, as long as you are brave enough!"

Qiu Wang sighed for a moment, then changed the subject and said, "The day before yesterday, I went to see Senior Brother Xia on purpose. He may have thought of my contributions in Zhenyang Mountain over the years, so he has promised to help me plan a new dojo with excellent spiritual energy."

"Congratulations fellow Taoist!"

Leng Kezhen said with some envy, quickly considering the other party's thoughts in her mind.

Qiu Wang smiled, a hint of pride flashed across his face, and then he cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if you would like to go to Zhenyang Mountain with me to have a try."

It was a very abrupt question, which surprised Leng Kezhen a little.

Qiu Wang lowered his posture and continued, "I know this invitation is a bit abrupt, but I also know that you are also planning to enter the third realm. In this case, why don't you go to Zhenyang Mountain with me? With your understanding of the north, we..."

He didn't say the rest, just laughed.

Leng Kezhen was somewhat moved when he heard that. The reason why he joined Wang Ping at this time was that he wanted to use Qianmu Temple to plan for the third realm. The previous war with Linshui Mansion had allowed him to collect one third of the promotion materials and spirituality. If he went to Zhenyang Mountain to plan one or two things, the remaining materials would definitely not be a problem.

Can…

"I can't help myself now."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I'll go tell Senior Brother Xia that those bastards in the north are trying every means to plot against the southern cultivation world. Changqing Zhenren will naturally plot against the northern cultivation world as well. Maybe Zhenren will even help us advance to the third realm. But there is a prerequisite for all this. Do you understand?"

Leng Kezhen naturally understood, and he couldn't help but look up at Qianmu Mountain in the darkness.

Qianmu Mountain was no different from usual. At night, the outer disciples went to bed on time to rest up enough to prepare for tomorrow's practice, while the inner disciples were all meditating and practicing.

So another two months passed.

Wang Ping's progress in cultivating his primordial spirit advanced a little further, reaching (47/100), and the data collected by the luck formation also increased by two points, reaching (6/100), but it consumed a set of formation materials. Fortunately, it was a basic formation, otherwise, if he continued to consume at this rate, even he would be stretched to the limit.

After two months of debate, the prototype of the Taoist Palace was finally finalized. The regulations are almost identical to those of the Taoist Canon Hall, and the six seats are still used to govern the monks in Zhongzhou.

All the terms were being agreed upon smoothly, but in the end they got stuck on the location of the headquarters.

The northern cultivation community naturally would not recognize the Taoist Palace headquarters in Jinhuai City, nor would the practitioners in the northwest region recognize it. The cultivators in the southeastern sea area remained silent because they would benefit no matter how much they argued.

(End of this chapter)