There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Yang Shu acted very nonchalant when facing his brother, but he actually felt a little ashamed in his heart, because when he first met Wang Ping, Wang Ping was just at the entry level of cultivation.

At that time, Yang Shu still owed Wang Ping a big favor because his son Liu Chang got into trouble. He had thought of repaying the favor when Wang Ping encountered problems in his practice, but he didn't expect that the other party had become a fourth-level cultivator in the blink of an eye, while he was still spinning in the same place.

Yang Shu was walking on the path in the garden. It was the same as it was more than a hundred years ago. At that time, they gathered here to discuss some trivial matters after the establishment of the Taoist Palace and to discuss their experiences in cultivation. He liked the rice wine served at that time the most. When passing by a spiritual tree, he seemed to see himself playing chess with Wang Ping under the tree in a trance.

But then, he suppressed these thoughts because he saw Wang Ping's figure under the locust tree. He subconsciously lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and dared not move his soul.

"Greetings to Master Changqing, may Master be well!"

Yang Shu took the initiative to salute.

Liu Shuang brought the person here, bowed silently, and then turned into a stream of light and returned to the front yard.

Before Wang Ping could reply, Yu Lian, who was lying on a branch of the locust tree, asked, "Is Liu Chang okay? Has his chess skills improved? Is he still like before, losing more than he wins?"

Yang Shu looked at Yu Lian and said with a smile, "He is in seclusion now, preparing to advance to the second realm."

"so slow?"

"I could have been promoted two hundred years ago, but I waited until now to be more certain!"

"I forgot that Liu Chang has dragon blood in him, so he doesn't have to worry about his lifespan like ordinary cultivators."

Yang Shu smiled and did not continue the topic.

Wang Ping pointed to the seat in front of him and said, "Fellow Daoist, please sit down and talk."

Yang Shu did not sit down. He clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "I came here this time because one of my disciples may have offended the real person, and I came here specially to apologize!"

"Oh?"

Wang Ping was a little curious, so he asked, "Why don't you tell me about it?"

Yu Lian also fell from the branch, and at the same time, she flicked her tail and patted the calico cat on a nearby branch. The sleeping calico cat opened one eye, meowed, and then buried its head under its little paws and continued to sleep.

"More than two hundred years ago, there was a water cultivator under my tutelage. While traveling in the Lake and Mountain Country, he discovered a Qigong practitioner with good aptitude. He brought him back to the Taoist temple and accepted him as his personal disciple. That disciple was called Song Qu, and he was a registered disciple accepted by the Immortal more than two hundred years ago!"

When he got to this point, his speech speed involuntarily increased, as if he wanted to explain it more quickly:
"My disciple came to see the Taoist several times, but each time he was in seclusion. Later, the Taoist competed with Cheng Xi for the fourth realm quota, and he was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he did not come to disturb the Taoist. Not long after the dispute ended, the Taoist was in seclusion again!"

"This time, his time is almost up, and he plans to infuse his spiritual veins into that disciple. Before he goes into seclusion, he asks me to come and apologize to the real person..."

After Yang Shu finished speaking, he bowed solemnly.

Wang Ping didn't know how to respond, because Song Qu was just a puppet of his. When Yang Shu was halfway through his speech, he was wondering whether he should tell the truth, but Yang Shu didn't give him a chance to speak.

But now, these words cannot be said.

After a long silence, Wang Ping raised his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't have to be so generous. Song Qu is a good talent that I discovered at Zhonghui College. Later, I found that his mind was not suitable for practicing the skills of Qianmu Temple, so I let him go out and travel on his own. I thought it would be good if he could have his own opportunity."

"Now it seems that his chance is to be a disciple of fellow Taoist. This can be considered as good fortune for him."

Wang Ping showed an open-minded expression, but then he said with a warning tone: "However, this matter is limited to us."

Yang Shu was relieved. Only then did he realize that he was nervous and afraid when he explained it just now. Hearing Wang Ping's warning, he immediately said, "Of course!" At this time, Wang Ping diffused the wood spirit energy throughout Qianmu Temple and felt two familiar auras that he had not sensed for a long time.

They are Taoist Tianshan and Taoist Wu!

So, he looked at Yang Shu and said, "You step back first."

Yang Shu was a little unaccustomed to Wang Ping's tone, but he still subconsciously clasped his fists and saluted, "Yes!"

Then he respectfully left the mountaintop garden.

...

Taoist Wu and Taoist Tianshan came together specifically to seek an audience with Wang Ping.

Before Liu Shuang led them into the mountaintop dojo, Wang Ping had already prepared tea and fresh fruit.

Taoist Wu looked at Wang Ping standing in front of the locust tree, still feeling a little bit of disbelief. When he felt Wang Ping's gaze, he wanted to laugh heartily and then call Wang Ping by his ordinary name.

But he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips. As he approached Wang Ping, he clasped his fists and bowed: "Greetings to Master Changqing!"

The same is true for Tianshan Taoist.

Wang Ping immediately clasped his fists in return and said, "Thank you for your kindness, seniors. Come, let's sit down and talk."

He stepped forward and invited the two to sit down. This time his invitation was sincere.

The two of them sensed Wang Ping's emotions and hesitated for a moment without moving. Wang Ping had no choice but to step forward and pull the two of them to sit down. After they sat down, Yu Lian immediately used the "Controlling Objects Technique" to pour tea for them.

The three of them spent the next half hour chatting, and Taoist Wu and Taoist Tianshan were smart enough not to mention Yucheng.

After two pots of tea, Wang Ping took the initiative to say, "If you two elders have anything to say, please tell me directly. I will definitely not shirk my responsibility if I can do it."

Taoist Wu and Taoist Tianshan were delighted when they heard this. Then Taoist Wu spoke first, "The Cavern Sect will soon start a four-realm competition. This competition will definitely vacate some three-realm places. I want to make some plans."

Wang Ping was stunned. He didn't expect this to happen. For him now, the third-level quota of the Underworld Cave Gate was just a piece of cake. He didn't even have to wait for their fourth-level competition.

"What, are you in trouble?"

Taoist Wu was a little nervous after seeing Wang Ping's reaction, and added: "Don't worry, Master, I will exchange it at the same price as the party."

Wang Ping shook his head, thought for a moment, and then said frankly, "If you only want a place in the third realm, maybe you don't have to wait until the fourth realm competition. I'll write a letter and you can go to Haizhou Road to find Taoist Liu Shuibin. Maybe I can arrange it for you now."

The two people in front of him had no conflict of interest with him, so he would not be stingy in helping out in any way he could. Besides, a favor for a place in the third realm was of no importance to him at all.

Taoist Wu's expression changed a lot, then he stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you!"

He seemed to want to kneel down on the ground in submission, but was dragged down by a wood spirit and was unable to do so. Afterwards, both sides were polite to each other for a while.

The next thing was the matter of Taoist Tianshan. He did not say it clearly, but handed Wang Ping a handwritten letter that he had written in advance. The content of the letter was actually a request for leave!

It turned out that some members of the Star God Alliance had to serve on the moon for ten years every thirty years. Taoist Tianshan wanted to take a two-hundred-year vacation to find a successor for himself because he recently obtained a Star God Core. (End of this chapter)