There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Wang Ping is studying how to transfer the core of the puppet from the head to the heart, or in other words, how to make two cores. This problem sounds simple, but it is difficult to implement in practice.

The fixed rune circuit diagrams inside the puppet have been verified by predecessors for thousands of years, which allows the puppet to move like a human. Now that Wang Ping wants to change these rune circuits, the first thing he needs to solve is the problem of energy balance.

Fortunately, with his current level of cultivation, he can simulate hundreds of circuit diagrams in his mind within a few breaths, and then find the optimal solution. The next step is to slowly experiment. Although it is still very time-consuming, it is only a drop in the bucket compared to the time spent by predecessors to summarize the basic knowledge of magic arrays.

"Here you go, sit down."

Wang Ping was still concentrating on the parts of the puppet in his hand, and invited Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang to sit opposite him.

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang didn't actually sit over. When they walked into the courtyard, Yu Lian fell from the clouds. She glanced at them, then turned over and lay under the eaves, falling asleep in the warm early autumn sun.

Wang Ping had already assembled the puppet's arm parts. He connected them to a puppet body with its core at the heart, and asked, "You should have all heard of the Star God Alliance, right?"

"Yes!"

"I heard."

They both answered at the same time.

Wang Ping drove the core control arm part at the heart position of the puppet, and tried various movements while using bamboo slips to record data. Although bamboo slips took up space, they were more useful than paper for cultivators, because cultivators used spiritual energy to engrave words, and paper was too thin to be suitable for engraving.

"Tell me about what you know about the Star God Alliance."

He raised his head and glanced at the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Leng Kezhen quickly exchanged a glance with Qingjiang beside him, and then Qingjiang clasped his fists and said, "Your Excellency, the Star God Alliance that I know of is different from the Dao Palace in terms of organizational structure. They are divided into many small groups and often work together, eat together, and practice together, but they rarely come into contact with the practice world. Also, their caravans are spread across Central Continent, Western Continent, and Eastern Continent."

Qingjiang paused here on purpose, and Leng Kezhen continued in tacit understanding, "The Star God Alliance cultivates their fused Star God Core, which is currently the only secret method that can clearly cultivate to the True Lord level, apart from the Xuanmen and Tianmen Seven Sects."

The two stopped talking here.

"anything else?"

While Wang Ping was attaching another arm to the puppet body, he asked, "Tell me everything you know."

He did not assign the task directly to the two of them because this task was related to their future lives, and he did not want to see these two people defect.

"Their whereabouts are usually hard to find, and they hold grudges very well. If you offend a cultivator from the Star God Alliance, you will most likely be attacked by them in droves."

Leng Kezhen added.

Qing Jiang thought for a moment and said, "I seldom deal with the Star God Alliance, so this is all I know. By the way, it seems that their caravans can go to any area in this world."

Wang Ping stood up and controlled the two arms to move simultaneously through the puppet's body, and said, "Do you think the Star God Alliance is mysterious? They exist in this world, but seem to be far away from this world."

Leng Kezhen responded: "Everything in this world is based on interests. The Star God Alliance does not participate in any interests. Even if they have seats in the Dao Palace, they almost never speak, so..."

"Ok!"

Wang Ping turned his head and looked at Leng Kezhen. Leng Kezhen immediately shut up and instinctively lowered his head waiting for instructions. Although he didn't know what he had said wrong, shutting up was the best choice.

"I am going to give you a task next. This task is related to the Star God Alliance."

Without waiting for the two to react, Wang Ping stretched out his left hand and pointed in the distance. A stream of light instantly penetrated into the center of their brows, and then the two received a memory about the Star God Alliance fighting against extraterritorial monsters.

Leng Kezhen had a look as if he had seen a ghost. He probably didn't expect the world to be so complicated, or he felt very insignificant at this moment.

Qingjiang remained in a state of thinking. She liked thinking very much and would not easily reveal her attitude.

"Now do you know what the Star God Alliance is?"

While asking, Wang Ping removed the arms connected to the puppet's body, picked up the scattered parts nearby, and prepared to assemble the puppet's legs and feet.

After a few moments of silence, Leng Kezhen said first: "I am a little narrow-minded and I am a little ignorant."

Qing Jiang clasped his fists and said, "Disciple, I will obey your orders without hesitation."

She skipped her comments on the Star God Alliance and went straight to expressing her position.

This one has always been smart.

"There's a traitor on the front line, and he's active near the moon. I need the two of you to represent Qianmu Temple and serve under Taoist Master Mansu to assist him in searching for the whereabouts of the rebels."

Wang Ping gave the order directly, "Select one hundred second-level cultivators from the southern cultivation world to serve you, and then go to Fuming Road to find Taoist Huayun. She will arrange your subsequent actions."

"Yes!"

The two of them expressed their views decisively.

Wang Ping put down the puppet parts in his hand, turned around and looked at the two people seriously, "Remember, you are disciples of Qianmu Temple, and your future prospects are limitless. Don't lose sight of the big picture because of small things. Also, the recruitment must be completed within half a month!"

Qingjiang still answered straightforwardly.

Leng Kezhen was a little hesitant. What he was hesitant about was the identity that Wang Ping defined for him.

Then, Wang Ping pointed forward with his left hand. A figure flashed by and puppet 'Two' appeared. "This puppet will follow you and do things together."

When he spoke, the puppet 'Two''s originally numb expression instantly became no different from that of an ordinary cultivator.

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang both lowered their heads to hide the panic that flashed across their faces, and then they heard Wang Ping say, "When selecting people, choose those who are more tight-lipped. Okay, let's get to work."

Upon hearing this, the two men bowed as if relieved, and then left the courtyard in an orderly manner.

After the two left, Yu Lian opened her eyes, looked at Wang Ping in the yard and said, "You are still so careful. There is no possibility that the two of them will betray you."

"It's always better to be careful. People's hearts are the most unpredictable in this world!"

Wang Ping took a step back and observed the puppet's legs and feet assembled on the stone table. After confirming that there was no problem, he began to assemble them into the puppet's body.

Yu Lian looked at Wang Ping and said, "I don't think it's necessary. With your current level of cultivation, even if they betray you, it doesn't matter. You are always on edge, and I'm afraid that one day you won't be able to bear it."

Wang Ping looked back at Yu Lian after hearing this and said, "Don't worry, everyone in this world is on edge, even mortals are the same. They don't know when they started to be like this, and they never said they couldn't bear it until they died."

When Yu Lian heard Wang Ping say this, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

...

Time passed unknowingly, and the noisy Qianmuguan Dharma Assembly finally came to an end. Disciples from various factions began to leave in an orderly manner. Yuanzheng and Ruan Chunzi personally saw off important figures from various factions at Dengxiantai, especially the three representatives from the south, making Dengxiantai extremely lively for a while.

But such excitement came quickly and went away even faster. In less than half an hour, all the guests had left.

Yuanzheng walked to the edge of Dengxiantai, looking out at the wide river outside the mist and Zhonghui City next to the river, then turned to look inside the Qianmuguan Mountain Gate and said to Ruan Chunzi beside him: "Thinking back to the first time I met Changqing, I really couldn't imagine that I could experience such a thing. In just over 500 years, I witnessed the birth of a lord with my own eyes."

Ruan Chunzi laughed and asked, "Do you know where I first saw Changqing?"

"Where?"

"I forgot..." Ruan Chunzi shook his head. As he spoke, his mind involuntarily recalled the Yongming Port incident. At that time, he had wanted to take away some valuable magical weapons during the chaos, but he did not expect to meet an interesting foundation-building cultivator.

Wang Ping left a deep impression on him at that time. Later, he had almost forgotten about it. But suddenly, a powerful man who had cultivated the "Tai Yan Talisman" to the third level in just two hundred years appeared in the southern cultivation world. After secret investigation, he found that it was actually the foundation-building cultivator he discovered at the beginning.

As a Zhenyang Sect cultivator who had cultivated to the third realm from a small side branch, he knew too well the hardships of the path of cultivation and was naturally curious about so-called geniuses. When he came into contact with Wang Ping again, he thought that the other party would be very arrogant due to his youth and success, but he did not expect that he was a very cautious young man.

At that time, he felt that there was really no such thing as a genius in this world.

Recalling this, Ruan Chunzi dispelled the unnecessary thoughts and said to Yuan Zheng: "We haven't formally paid homage to the new Lord of our southern cultivation world yet."

Yuan Zheng smiled and said, "No hurry, Liu Shuang is gathering his fellow apprentices. I think our Lord wants to meet his disciples first."

The front hall of the inner courtyard.

Under the golden statues of Yuxiao and Wang Ping, Liu Shuang looked at the fellow junior brothers and sisters gathered around her, as well as their somewhat reserved nephews, with a look of nervousness and anxiety.

"Is Wenyi still not well?" She looked at Xia Wenyi's apprentice Xia Yang as she asked, "Go and see what's wrong with your master."

"No, I'm here!"

When Xia Wenyi's voice came, he had already walked into the hall. He walked over quickly to meet Liu Shuang's gaze and explained hastily, "I was sent off to see off a fellow Taoist from the north, which delayed me for some time."

"What friend is more important than Master's summons? You've become a little edgy since you stepped down as Dean!"

As she spoke, she looked at Hu Qianqian and said, "Junior sister, you are steady and prudent, and Master likes you the most. You should go ahead and report it."

When Hu Qianqian heard Liu Shuang's words, a purple halo flashed across her beautiful eyes, her furry ears trembled, and she clasped her fists and said, "Yes, Senior Sister."

After she agreed, she pulled the little white fox Hu Lin beside her and walked out of the hall. When Hu Lin reached the door, he turned into a snow-white fox and flew towards Qianmu Mountain with Hu Qianqian.

"This is the first time Master has summoned us since he was canonized as the Lord of the Mansion. We must be careful and tactful, understand?"

"Tap~"

As Liu Shuang was giving instructions, Shen Xiaozhu walked into the hall, exhausted.

When Shen Xiaozhu's disciple Mu Yun saluted her, she said to Liu Shuang: "Junior Brother Xuan Ling's dojo has been closed, and he is in an unconscious state. The puppets outside have lost their vitality. Most of them are in a critical period of retreat. I am afraid that they will not be able to pay their respects to the master."

"In that case, let's go first. I will explain to Master on behalf of Junior Brother Xuan Ling later."

Liu Shuang didn't say much. He counted the time with his fingers and then closed his eyes to rest.

A quarter of an hour later.

Liu Shuang opened her eyes and called out to those around her, "Let's go, let's go pay our respects to the Master." After that, she led her fellow junior brothers and sisters out of the hall and soared into the sky.

In the small courtyard of the mountaintop dojo.

Wang Ping sat upright beside the stone table, wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe suitable for formal occasions. Hu Qianqian stood obediently beside Wang Ping with her ears erect. Her apprentice Hu Lin was playing with a calico cat in the garden outside. He was always bullied by the calico cat, but he never got tired of it.

After Hu Qianqian noticed the rising aura of Liu Shuang and others, she immediately bowed to Wang Ping and walked out of the courtyard. She first greeted Hu Lin who was playing in the nearby garden, and then walked towards the garden gate. As soon as she reached the gate, she saw the disciples at the door bowing to Liu Shuang and others.

"Is the Master here?"

Liu Shuang asked.

Hu Qianqian nodded, "Yes, I'm waiting in the yard."

Liu Shuang was obviously relieved, and then led a group of disciples to walk into the garden. Soon they saw the familiar courtyard. When she was about to salute outside the courtyard, she heard Wang Ping casually say, "Come in, there are no outsiders here."

As he spoke, a stream of light fell from the sky. It was Yu Lian, and she landed on Wang Ping's shoulder.

At this time, Liu Shuang and others also bowed silently and entered the yard one after another.

"Yeah, they're all very energetic!"

Wang Ping looked at his disciples with satisfaction, and then set his gaze on Liu Shuang.

Liu Shuang immediately clasped his fists and said, "Junior Brother Xuan Ling is in seclusion right now. A disciple from Junior Brother Su Hai's school brought a message to me half a month ago, saying that Junior Brother Su Hai is also in seclusion, and he will come to see Master as soon as he comes out."

Wang Ping nodded with satisfaction.

Liu Shuang lowered his drooping eyelids and continued, "Ling'er is also at a critical stage of cultivation, so I don't want to disturb her. Yu'er still hasn't sent back any news, but Junior Brother Wang Yang has some news. A letter came from the Wang family mansion last night saying that he passed away in front of the waterfall at Dongzhou Ridge Mountain."

"Also, Junior Brother Song Qu has not been found yet."

As Wang Ping followed Liu Shuang's words, he seemed to see the scene when he first started practicing. He would get up early every day to cook for his master and fellow practitioners. Su Dun always looked sleepy. Later, he was recruited by his master into the inner sect to practice Qi, cleanse his marrow, and build his foundation. Then, he slowly entered the world, and the face of the practice world slowly unfolded before his eyes.

But soon, Wang Ping woke up from his memories of the past, and his eyes swept over Liu Shuang, Hu Qianqian, Shen Xiaozhu and Xia Wenyi. As time passed, there were only these four people left among his more than ten disciples.

Afterwards, he looked at Yang Rong, Zhao Mingming, Hu Lin, Mu Yun and Xia Yang. Seeing their energetic appearance, he suddenly remembered the lively scene when he was promoted to the second realm.

"How is Senior Brother Guangxuan?" he suddenly asked.

"Master Guangxuan has gone into seclusion. I heard that he is in a Taoist temple in the northwest." Liu Shuang responded with his head down.

"I was wondering why I didn't see him coming!" Wang Ping said this casually, "He didn't even send me a letter to let me know he was in seclusion. That's a bit too formal."

As he spoke, he shook his wide sleeves and ran away. He had not expected that the casual farewell in the underground cave of Sanhe Temple might be his final farewell to Guangxuan!

Yu Lian stuck out her snake tongue, and she thought of the spirit bird that followed Guangxuan.

None of the disciples present could respond to this, so the courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Fortunately, Wang Ping recovered quickly, staring at Liu Shuang and the others and said, "You must not neglect your practice, the future inheritance of Qianmu Temple depends on you."

"Yes!"

All the disciples responded in unison.

Wang Ping looked at the respectful and restrained expressions of his disciples, and the words he had prepared in his mind could not be uttered. He recalled the scenes of his disciples laughing and drinking with friends at their knees during the previous promotions.

At that time, I was really free and happy!

But after this promotion, there was no such scene.

In the past, Wang Ping always felt that Xiaoshan Fujun was a terrible master, but now looking at himself, he seemed not much better.

Yu Lian's pair of vertical pupils were also looking at the people in front of her. If it were usual, she would definitely stand up and ask Liu Shuang to go to the cellar to get a few jars of wine, but she didn't do it this time, because she feared these people more than respected them.

"What are your plans?"

Wang Ping kept his loving smile. (End of this chapter)