There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Jiang Cun turned around and met Leng Kezhen's gaze with some confusion, but then he smiled and said, "It turns out to be Commander Leng. I didn't expect to see you here." He looked at Leng Kezhen again and bowed, "Congratulations to Commander Leng for his advancement to the third realm."

Leng Kezhen made a Taoist one-handed salute and said, "There is no Commander Leng here anymore. I am just an ordinary gatekeeper disciple of Changqing Zhenren!"

Jiang Cun and Wen Hai next to him were both stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that this person would find a position for himself.

Before Wang Ping was promoted to the fourth realm, Leng Kezhen's words would make people despise him, after all, he had already been promoted to the third realm. But now that Wang Ping is in the fourth realm, not only will he not be despised for saying this, but people will also look up to him.

Jiang Cun didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he turned his head to look at Wen Hai and asked stiffly: "I haven't asked this Taoist friend yet."

"Pingdongmen Wenhai greets the Ninth Prince!"

Wen Hai behaved very humbly. After all, he was just a small second-level earth vein cultivator, and a second-level earth vein cultivator who was about to die.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked towards him from the front hall.

It's Yang Rong.

She was wearing a bright yellow narrow-sleeved Taoist robe, and the wood spirit in her body made her look full of vitality. She walked straight to Wen Hai and Leng Kezhen, clasped her fists and bowed to Jiang Cun, saying, "Greetings, Ninth Prince."

When Jiang Cun politely returned the greeting, Yang Rong looked at Wen Hai and Leng Kezhen and said directly, "My master saw two seniors on the registration list. The front hall is a little too busy now, so my master wants you to go over and help out."

"Yes!"

Wenhai is the most straightforward.

Leng Kezhen clasped her fists towards Yang Rong and said, "Please lead the way, Fairy Rong."

Yang Rong has made a name for herself in the southern cultivation world over the years. She has a free and easy personality and likes to take on some difficult cases from the Taoist Palace. For this reason, she has made many friends, and of course, many enemies.

Jiang Cun looked at the backs of the three people leaving, and for some reason he suddenly thought of Xia Yao. Then he shook his head vigorously, and heard someone calling him next to him. He turned around and saw that it was Taoist Hua Yun from the Zhenyang Sect.

He hurried over and subconsciously looked towards Qianmu Mountain.

Dojo at the top of Qianmu Mountain.

There is no difference between this place and the Qianmu Mountain before the renovation. The only difference is that there is an old locust tree in front of the courtyard. This is the locust tree outside the courtyard of Wang Ping's master, Taoist Yucheng. Wang Ping transplanted it here, and his master's courtyard is still preserved behind Qianmu Mountain, sealed with a magic circle barrier that he personally refined.

After Wang Ping was promoted to the fourth realm and a wood spirit was born in his body, he felt that there was a very faint resonance between the locust tree and the wood spirit in his body. This resonance was like a very thin silk thread that could only be felt from a distance. If observed carefully, it would dissipate with the wind.

Perhaps because of the rich spiritual energy of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the old locust tree bloomed with clusters of flowers out of season after being transplanted. Yu Lian likes the sweet smell of the locust tree flowers the most, while Wang Ping uses them to make tea.

Moreover, he built a tea table under the locust tree, and sat beside it to drink tea and daydream when he had nothing to do. After entering September, although Qianmuguan was busy, Wang Ping was still very relaxed. He sat alone under the locust tree after finishing his homework, just like in the mornings of the past, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

But in fact, his memory of breaking through the seal of Lord Xiaoshan was almost complete today. The calico cat was sleeping soundly on the pile of spiritual herbs leaning against the trunk of a locust tree. Yu Lian swallowed a mouthful of locust flowers early in the morning and went to play with Hu Qianqian.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ping suddenly chuckled. The calico cat next to him shook its ears, then changed to a more comfortable position and went back to sleep.

Wang Ping laughed because the seal of Lord Xiaoshan was finally broken.

As his memories merged, Wang Ping obtained some secret techniques from the fifth volume of Tai Yan Talisman, and Lord Xiao Shan also told him some precautions regarding things outside the domain. Finally, Lord Xiao Shan warned him not to completely trust anyone, especially those high-ranking True Lords.

When Wang Ping met Master Yuanwu, he truly felt that although Master Yuanwu seemed kind and amiable to him, he actually did not take him seriously at all. After all, Master Yuanwu did not even ask him when he was drinking tea. Moreover, although the things Master Yuanwu ordered seemed to be very smooth, they were all orders without any room for change.

Wang Ping was very familiar with the feeling of this kind of conversation. He had used the same attitude when explaining things to the previous deans of the former courtyard. In other words, in the eyes of Master Yuanwu, he, Wang Ping, was just a tool to help him achieve a certain goal, and the entire southern cultivation world was just his, Master Yuanwu's, private property.

Shaking his head, Wang Ping dispelled the dissatisfied thoughts in his mind, and then mobilized all his energy to read the secret method of "Tai Yan Talisman", and then a light curtain panel popped up.

Wang Ping was stunned when he saw the content displayed on the light curtain panel, because the content was very little:
[Tai Yan Talisman Volume 5, Volume 1: One of the five major Xuanmen orthodox methods, cultivating the wood spirit, one of the five elements of the world's original energy, using the heaven and earth as a chessboard, shielding the secrets of heaven to peek into the avenue, and achieving supreme cultivation. ]

[1. Use the soul to fuse the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman'. The 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' is a thing that can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. It cannot be fused in the usual way. You need to refine a luck array and use the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' to peek into the future. Select the development path of some specific events and record them in the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman'. When the reality matches the record, you can fuse the parts. (Progress 0/100)]

[Note 1, you need to completely fuse the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' within nine hundred years, otherwise there will be no chance to fuse it again.]

[Note 2, you only have five chances to fail. If you fail more than five times, you will be locked by the Heaven's Secret and turned into ashes in an instant.]

[Note 3, advancing or changing the course of civilization development can greatly integrate the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman', but you need to be careful, because after failure, the spirits with historical gaps will come to assimilate you.]

【Note 4: Anything can be deduced and recorded, including things you think are correct.】

After reading the contents on the light screen panel, Wang Ping was a little confused. He could not have imagined such a method of cultivation in advance.

"Nine hundred years is plenty of time. If all else fails, I will use the power in my hands to forcibly interfere with the real world and make it coincide with the future he wrote."

When Wang Ping saw 'Note 3', he suddenly thought that if there was an industrial revolution in the mortal world, it would also change and promote the progress of civilization. Of course, the industrial revolution he was talking about was not the steam engine. After all, this world has a more convenient energy source, which is... the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, Wang Ping saw the "Note 4" on the light curtain panel, thought about it, summoned the "Zhetian Mansion", used the wood spirit to expand its edge a little, and then used the wood spirit to print on it:

On September 140, th year of the Taoist calendar, General Changqing of Qianmu Temple will be canonized as the Taoist Palace Lord of Taiyan Sect by the True Lords to assist the True Lords in governing the southern cultivation world. (End of this chapter)