There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

After sending the message to Zhigong Taoist, Wang Ping cut off the signal connection of the communication token, then used the "Heaven-Covering Talisman" to block the sky, and cast the luck formation in the state of "nothingness".

He plans to deduce what happened in Cangyue this time!

When Wang Ping cast the luck formation, Yu Lian quietly climbed along Wang Ping's waist and lay on his knees. She first looked back at Wang Ping, who had calmed down, and then found a comfortable place, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wang Ping calmed down and in just a moment, countless images came into his mind. These images showed the collapse of the mountain where the Yuqing Sect was located from various areas of Haicheng.

At this moment, the luck formation is trying to seize the spiritual roots of this world to deduce the future, and the best spiritual root in this world is the vitality of all things, especially intelligent creatures.

This is also because Wang Ping is relatively close to Haicheng, otherwise he would have to use his own spirituality to deduce.

In addition, this calculation only produced results, without showing even a picture of the process. Wang Ping tried to use other methods to perform the calculation, but there was still no specific process.

In other words, someone was covering up Cangyue's whereabouts this time, but not his ending.

Wang Ping suddenly had an idea, thinking that if he concealed Cangyue's fate at this moment, and then pushed the Taiyin Sect to surround and kill him, would it greatly improve the progress of the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman'?

But then, he drove this idea out of his mind. With the resources he had now, he could not control the consequences of Cangyue's fall. It would not be worth it if he ended up getting burned.

After he wrote the result of his deduction of the luck formation on the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman', he lowered his head to look at Yu Lian who was sleeping on top of him, and soon he entered a state of meditation.

...

Before dawn, there were no civilians on the streets of Haicheng except for some gang members.

On the edge of the inner city wall near the mountain range where the Yuqing Sect is located, there is a street called Green Street, which specializes in brothel business. Two groups of people are fighting fiercely. There are both monsters and humans on both sides. The most common weapon they use is the sharp iron fork, because it can be used as a long weapon in battle and as a farm tool in daily life. It is more practical than a shiny steel knife. After all, what mortals need to take the initiative in a fight.

The bloody battle lasted until one side surrendered completely, and the victorious side would plant their gang flag in a special slot in the middle of the street.

By the time everything on the street had returned to calm, it was already dawn. People slowly walked out of the shops and alleys on both sides of the street, silently cleaning up the remaining bloodstains on the street.

It was only at daybreak that the city defense soldiers passed by here. They glanced at the flag in the middle of the street and walked straight to a four-story stone building deep in the street.

At the place where the fiercest fighting took place not long ago, on the left side of the street there was a theater called "March" with a wide open window on the second floor. A middle-aged man in a lavender brocade robe was leaning against the window. He had a heroic appearance and looked quite decent, but this decentness seemed a little blurred at the moment, which was probably caused by excessive drinking.

"There hasn't been a bloody fight on this street for quite some time. I guess the city defense camp ran out of money, so they tried every possible way to do something, which led to today's bloody fight."

The middle-aged man said jokingly to a young man opposite him.

His words caused the two singing girls who were serving wine in the room to lower their heads, but they did not stop pouring wine, as if they did not hear what the young man said at all.

The middle-aged man put down the wine glass in his hand, glanced at the tired-looking woman beside him, stood up unsteadily while holding the table in front of him, and said, "Pay the bill, and go back to rest."

"Go slowly, dear guest!"

The singing girls who accompanied the guests bowed their heads and saluted, with a look of relief hidden in their hearts.

The middle-aged man ignored the women's thoughts. He pushed the door open quickly and walked out. The hustle and bustle of the night was no longer in the corridor outside. He walked towards the stairs, where several pig demons in gray linen clothes were cleaning the stairs and the hall.

When he walked down the stairs, the young man behind him also paid the bill and hurriedly followed him out. Wherever the two of them passed, there were fawning smiles on their faces.

When walking out of the door, the dust and bloody smell on the street made the young man wave his hand in front of his nose, while the middle-aged man looked normal.

There were no carriages or sedan chair bearers on the street, so the two walked out of Green Street. When they reached the gate of the inner city, the young man stepped forward and took out his ID card.

The guard guarding the city gate took the identity card and checked it, then politely made way.

The two entered the inner city amid the envious gazes of nearby residents. The inner city was where the disciples of the Jade Purity Sect and their relatives lived, and was built against the mountain where the Jade Purity Sect was located.

This place seems more stable than the outer city, but in fact the fighting is more intense than in the outer city. After all, the Yuqing Sect has existed for thousands of years, and its disciples are countless, while the space in the inner city is limited.

The young man led the way, and many people on the street greeted him politely, calling him "Mr. Li", and everyone seemed particularly friendly.

After a while, the two men stopped, one in front of the other, in front of a courtyard with three entrances. Seeing this, the servant outside the door immediately ran in and asked someone to open the middle door.

After the two entered the independent courtyard behind the courtyard one after the other, the young man changed his warm smile and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "Senior Cangyue, please come this way.

He pointed to an ancient attic built on top of a nearby waterside pavilion.

This middle-aged man turned out to be Taoist Cangyue, a cultivator of the fourth level of Taiyin. The intoxicated look on his face disappeared without a trace after he entered the villa.

He did not enter the attic, but turned to look at the Yuqing Sect that seemed to be very close. The towering mountains and the halo emitted from the top of the mountain were like a giant gazing at the earth, making people feel awe at just one glance.

But Cangyue showed no awe, nor any resentment. He just watched calmly.

"Let's talk about it right here."

Cangyue's voice is gentle, and combined with his heroic and righteous appearance, he gives people the impression of a practitioner of the righteous way of Taoism.

The young master did not insist, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Today there will definitely be unrest within the Yuqing Sect. Our people will then temporarily destroy the inner sect's barrier formation, but you only have a quarter of an hour."

"I only need ten breaths!"

Cangyue's tone revealed absolute confidence.

Young Master Nian did not show much reaction when hearing this, but just reminded him coldly: "Senior, don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, I won't forget. Isn't it Xuanqing's spirit? I can help you break open the door of the main hall on the top of the mountain. You can take it away when the chaos comes."

Upon hearing this, the young man clasped his fists and bowed solemnly, and did not say anything else.

His, or rather their target was actually Xuanqing's spirit body. Among the Yuqing Sect's cultivators above the third realm, especially those who reached the third realm when humanity just rose, Xuanqing's deeds were no secret.

Back then, when Xuanqing was at the fourth level of cultivation and his golden elixir was damaged, no one knew what secret method he used to successfully fuse with Lingshan Zhenjun with his fourth level of soul cultivation. Later, various rumors circulated within the Yuqing Sect. The most accepted rumor was that Xuanqing successfully fuse with Lingshan Zhenjun after his soul was promoted to the fifth level.

After Xuanqing's soul left, his spirit body has been kept inside the Yuqing Sect. This spirit body is considered a priceless treasure inside the Yuqing Sect because it has already reached the fourth level!
However, these have nothing to do with Cangyue. His target today is a Netherworld body suppressed under the main hall at the top of the Yuqing Sect mountain. Yes, it is the Netherworld body that evolved from the Taiyin cultivator after countless years of sleep in the third realm and absorbing endless Netherworld!
Even though Cangyue has already cultivated to the fourth realm and possesses the Netherworld Body, after so many years he always feels that he cannot cultivate to perfection in the fourth realm, so he wants to take over the Netherworld Body.

But it was simply impossible under normal circumstances. Now that the Yuqing Sect was in chaos and there was a major reshuffle at the Second Seat Meeting, he realized that this was his chance and he was willing to take the risk and give it a try.

More importantly, he got a promise!

Time passed slowly, and Cangyue just stood quietly in the courtyard, looking at the towering mountains of Yuqing Sect, patiently waiting for the opportunity to take action.

The sound of the bell at noon in the city is long and distant.

The sun overhead suddenly became scorching, and even the whistling sea breeze could not dispel the heat it brought. The light from the top of the towering mountain seemed to flicker, and Cangyue's calm face was suddenly filled with murderous intent, and then a purple halo emanated from his body. He instantly changed from a Taoist master full of righteous glory to an evil master who seemed to kill without blinking an eye.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. Before the young man next to him could show any expression, Cangyue had disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already on the top of Yuqing Mountain.

The air here exudes an intoxicating fairy fragrance, and the sunlight falling from the sky seems to become a little "gentler", casting a milky white halo on the ground.

However, at this moment, there were thousands of disciples fighting in this immortal land, and there were more than a dozen third-level cultivators in the sky all around them just watching them fight quietly, and they remained indifferent even though casualties had occurred.

Cangyue didn't care about the lives of those disciples. The only thing in his eyes was the closed door in front of him. Where the door was, there was a palace with red walls and golden tiles.

"boom!"

At the top of the holy mountain, a flash of lightning with gusts of cold wind streaked across the void, as if something filthy had descended upon this holy place.

It's the 'Yin Lei Shu' of the Taiyin Sect!
The ear-piercing thunder trembled the fighting Yuqing Sect disciples all over, and also made most of the nearby third-level cultivators look incredulous.

In their incredible expressions, the extremely sacred palace in their hearts has collapsed!

Then, the entire mountain range below the hall was shaking, and the pavilions and towers built on the mountain kept collapsing, causing the people of Haicheng to look up, and then they all opened their mouths in disbelief.

After Cangyue used the "Yin Thunder Technique" to smash the hall, a gust of cold wind blew up immediately, sinking to the ground where the hall was located. Wherever the cold wind passed by him, the rock layer was almost destroyed instantly. In just two breaths, he arrived at a quiet and dark underground cave.

A black and purple body was fixed in the center of the cave with three metal cones engraved with Yuqing magic runes, and there were also criss-crossing Yuqing sect magic array runes sealing the body.

At this time, Cangyue's face appeared in the gusts of cold wind, and as the cold wind dissipated, Cangyue's figure was revealed. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe and a white jade crown on his head, looking a bit like an immortal. After he appeared, he pinched out a magic formula with his right hand at an extremely fast speed, and when the magic formula was formed, a Netherworld magic circle appeared in front of his right hand.

The next moment, a ball of green flame-like object burst out from the Netherworld Formation and hit the surface of the Yuqing Sect's formation runes.

No sound was made.

However, the runes of the Yuqing Sect's magic array were broken layer by layer under the burning of the blue flames.

This is the 'Ice and Fire' of the fourth level of Taiyin!
"Click~"

A clear sound rang out in the cave, followed by an echo in the darkness.

Three metal spikes broke with a sound!

A hint of joy flashed across Cangyue's cold face. When the ghost body in the center was about to fall, he subconsciously wanted to step forward to collect it, but the ghost body disappeared out of thin air.

"Transfer Talisman?"

Cangyue whispered in surprise, many thoughts emerged in his mind at this moment. There was no anger on his face, but instead a thoughtful smile appeared after a moment. When he turned around with this smile, the smile had disappeared, and indifference appeared again.

The originally dark cave behind him now became as bright as day. In the middle of the bright light was a woman wearing a white wide-sleeved monk's robe. She looked like a fairy from the immortal world. She looked at Cangyue with cold eyes, and the expression between her brows was indifferent and ruthless.

The bright light made it impossible to see her specific features, but it added to her majesty and gave her a mysterious aura that made people want to worship her.

"Cangyue, you are so brave!"

As she spoke, she gently flipped her left hand, and dozens of daggers flashing with golden lightning appeared around her left hand, forming a mysterious magic circle, in which the golden "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" was brewing.

"So you are Yu Xing's fellow Taoist. It has been nearly a thousand years since we last met, right?"

Cang Yue was very polite. He cupped his hands and said, "Are you sure you want to cast the Purple Sky Divine Thunder here? If you use this spell, I'm afraid the Yuqing Sect will be expelled from the Zhongzhou Continent from now on!"

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in response to Cangyue.

Dense golden lightning shot out from the mysterious magic circle formed by the linkage of the daggers, and everything was reduced to dust wherever the lightning passed. At the same time, the daggers jumped in the space at the speed of lightning and attacked the area where Cangyue was.

"madman!"

Yin energy swept around Cang Yue's body, blocking the attacking lightning, and then flew towards the sky above his head that was collapsing because of the Zixiao Divine Thunder. The rock layers turned into smoke and dust wherever he passed. At the same time, countless dry bones emerged in the cold wind, echoing bursts of shrill strange cries, and entangled the dagger that was chasing him.

In the blink of an eye, Cangyue had already rushed out of the underground cave. He subconsciously looked back and saw that the towering Yuqing Sect headquarters collapsed in the golden lightning. Many outer disciples died as a result, and some disciples were shattered into ashes due to the energy fluctuations caused by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, and they didn't even have time to scream.

"Certainly!"

A distant and solemn decree echoed between heaven and earth. The collapsed mountain range suddenly stopped moving, and then the mountain that should have been broken repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spreading golden lightning was swallowed by the strange shadow, and some Yuqing Sect disciples who fell from the mountain were also swept up by the shadow. They only felt their eyes blurred, and then they appeared in the square of the inner city at the foot of the mountain.

And under the shadow of the clouds in the sky, there seems to be a figure looming, overlooking the world.

It’s Bu Qiong!
She then revealed herself.

Cangyue, who had just escaped from the Yuqing Sect's headquarters, was stopped by Ao Hong and Cangji. Cangji looked at Cangyue with disgust, as if Cangyue was some kind of filthy thing.

Under the clouds in the north is Lord Liuyun. He holds a spell in his right hand and is repairing the mountains where the Yuqing Sect is based.

When Lord Yuxing saw this scene, he floated under the clouds, his eyes calmly sweeping across the devastation in the Yuqing Sect’s headquarters, and he was not moved at all by the death of the Yuqing Sect’s disciples.

"Li San, why is this so?"

Cangji was asking Cangyue these questions, and he spoke in the tone of an elder, as if he was lecturing Cangyue.

Cang Yue's face turned cold when he heard this. He met Cang Ji's gaze and said, "I am Cang Yue, the Taoist name that Master gave me on the day I became his disciple!"

"Are you worthy of this name?"

"Why not? You all look down on others. You, Cangji, were born with the third realm of cultivation, but what about now? Maybe you are not even as good as me? Although I am a human cultivator born weak, I can still soar into the sky of the universe!"

"you…"

"Fellow Daoist Cangji, business is more important!"

Ao Hong tried to smooth things over with a smile, then looked at Cangji thoughtfully.

According to the Taiyin Sect's cultivation system, the third realm requires deep sleep, but Cangyue said that Cangji had the third realm of cultivation since birth, which was a bit strange.

But it is not a good time to explore here, so Ao Hong pretended not to hear that sentence, turned his head to look at Cang Yuesu, and asked: "Why did you attack Yuqing Sect?" (End of this chapter)