There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Although he still did not have absolute freedom after reaching the fourth realm, Wang Ping was obviously much more free-willed than before, and most of the time he did not need to constrain himself to the state of a good student.

Although Taoist Hua Yun felt somewhat uncomfortable with Wang Ping's suggestion to calculate her master's calculations in front of her, she pretended not to notice it.

After a while, Wang Ping had some messy images in his mind, and then he opened his eyes, looked at Hua Yun and said, "Now the world is peaceful, and the people rarely have a good life. Although I shouldn't support you, you and I have an alliance. I can agree to this proposal this time, but this proposal should not be proposed by me."

Taoist Hua Yun was stunned.

Wang Ping continued, "I will send a document to all the second chairmen to inform them of your master's proposal, but he will have to make the proposal himself at the meeting."

Taoist Hua Yun naturally did not dare to refute. When Wang Ping's eyes were cast on her, she immediately clasped her fists and said "Yes". Then she was silent for two breaths and said, "There is also the matter of the four realms quota..."

"This matter has already been mentioned at the last regular meeting of the Second Seat. If your master wants to overturn the results of our last discussion, I can only remain silent. This is already the greatest support for him."

Wang Ping interrupted Taoist Hua Yun.

Taoist Hua Yun could only nod and say "Yes!", and then said goodbye.

Wang Ping naturally would not try to keep him.

After she left, Yu Lian said, "The True Yang Cult really doesn't take the Dao Palace's rules seriously. Did you agree to their request so easily?"

"Didn't he submit his proposal through the third seat of the Dao Palace? Why doesn't he take the Dao Palace's rules seriously?" Wang Ping responded with a smile, and then said, "It doesn't matter if I agree to his proposal, because his proposal will not pass. Since the result will be the same with or without my vote, of course I have to do this favor."

A thoughtful look appeared in Yu Lian's vertical pupils, and she said, "Doesn't he know whether this proposal will pass?"

"How is that possible? I guess he just wants to test it out."

"Testing what?"

"How could I possibly know!"

As Wang Ping was speaking, he sacrificed the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman'. He knew that if he could find a way to get the Zhenyang Sect's proposal passed, his progress in integrating the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' would be greatly improved. However, this idea only flashed through his mind because the risks involved were too great.

Moreover, the full-scale conflict between the Zhenyang Sect and the "First Day" is likely to cause chaos in Zhongzhou again. With Qianmuguan's current strength, it is not enough to control this chaos, and it is not in his interest.

He wrote the result that was most beneficial to all parties on the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' and then began to leisurely make tea.

During the nearly ten years in Huishuitan, Wang Ping heard noisy and bustling sounds every day. Now that it was quiet, he felt lonely and isolated for the first time.

"I haven't been to the market down the mountain for a while. Do you want to go take a look?"

Yulian suggested.

Wang Ping did not refuse.

However, the bustling atmosphere of the market and the humanity of the people still failed to alleviate Wang Ping's loneliness and solitude, because deep down he did not think that he was the same as these ordinary people, and therefore could not resonate with them.

So Wang Ping just listened to the book in the teahouse for a while and then returned to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Soon after, he entered into a state of meditation under the eaves of the main house in the courtyard.

three days later.

He was awakened from his trance by a visiting card, which was delivered by Vajra Temple.

It was another proposal. Wang Ping did not meet with the disciple sent by Vajra Temple. He only accepted the proposal he submitted, which was a proposal to increase the value of gold.

The proposal was written by Master Kering himself. In his document, he wrote that because the world has been peaceful for a long time, all kinds of trade have become more and more prosperous, but gold still maintains its original purchasing value, which makes him feel very disadvantaged, so he made such a proposal.

Wang Ping estimated that this proposal would most likely be passed, because it was a good opportunity to reap the world's resources and was in the interests of all parties, so he immediately called Liu Shuang to the mountaintop dojo and handed Master Kaiyun's proposal to her, and he didn't need to worry about the rest.

Just after dealing with the visiting card from the Vajra Temple, Wang Ping received a visiting card from the Taiyin Sect. This shows that these people should have been waiting in Zhonghui City for a long time, and it is unknown how long they have been waiting.

The Taiyin Sect's proposal was very direct; it wanted the Taoist Palace to intervene in the internal strife of the Yuqing Sect.

Wang Ping really thought that as long as the Taoist Palace could intervene in the civil strife of the Yuqing Sect, he would be sure to send the two sleeping Lords of the Yuqing Sect to the front line, and take advantage of the situation to trick the Taiyin Sect. In this way, the other sects would become soft persimmons for him to control.

Unfortunately, such things can only be thought about, and there is a high probability that they will not be passed at the second meeting.

Wang Ping communicated this matter with Ao Hong through the communication token. Ao Hong came to the mountaintop dojo in person within a quarter of an hour. When he saw Wang Ping, he said, "Is this the proposal proposed by the Taiyin Sect? Did Cangji propose it himself?"

"Yes, only the Taiyin Cult can propose this motion so blatantly."

"Then why don't we just go with the flow..."

“How to go with the flow?”

Wang Ping didn't think too much about this issue because he felt it didn't matter and thinking too much was a waste of time.

But Ao Hong is different. He is very concerned about the affairs of Yuqing Sect.

"The Taiyin Cult was able to propose this motion, which clearly shows that they want to intervene on their own, rather than through the Dao Palace. We might as well support them and then see who will oppose."

Wang Ping understood Ao Hong's idea after a little thought. He just wanted to reap the benefits.

"I think you're oversimplifying things."

"You and I don't have to pay anything for this, so why don't you just keep it simple? Let them figure out the complicated things themselves. Whether it succeeds or not, we won't lose anything!"

"Makes sense!"

"Well, I suddenly feel that there is no need to bring it up at the Second Seat Meeting. I will go find Cangji now and tell him that we will fully support his plan. Anyway, the Taiyin Sect and the Yuqing Sect are in a state of conflict now. What do you think?"

“How can we fully support it?”

"Of course it's verbal support. They only need verbal support. They won't be willing to support you even if you send someone there!"

Wang Ping fell into deep thought upon hearing this, and his eyes involuntarily looked at Yu Lian who was playing with the calico cat next to him.

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's gaze, turned her head and looked at Wang Ping, a look of doubt emerged in her vertical pupils. The calico cat next to her took the opportunity to jump to Yu Lian's side and bit her. After succeeding, it immediately retreated at a very fast speed.

When Yu Lian went to chase the calico cat, Wang Ping said, "Limit the fight to the third level, otherwise it will not benefit anyone if things get out of hand."

"Don't worry, Cangji is not a fool, and the Taiyin Cult is not very stable!"

in this way.

Wang Ping agreed.

Ao Hong left with an excited look on his face.

After Ao Hong left, Yu Lian asked Wang Ping, "He smells like an animal in heat. Did something happen to him?"

"hehe."

Wang Ping shook his head and said nothing. Yu Lian seemed to have never been very interested in the dragon clan.

Seeing Wang Ping was silent, Yu Lian pushed aside the calico cat Teng Yun and came over. She landed on Wang Ping's shoulder and suggested, "You haven't been to Baishui Lake for a long time. Hu Qianqian is in seclusion now, so why don't you go and see your disciple?"

Wang Ping reached out and stroked Yu Lian's head. "I sensed Qian Qian's condition when I just came back. She is very stable now and won't have any major problems. Now that I am the Lord of a prefecture, if I go to Baishui Lake too frequently, others will think that I have special ideas about the demon race, which will be detrimental to Qian Qian."

Yu Lian tilted her head to think about what Wang Ping said. The calico cat flashed over and stood beside the coffee table, meowing. Wang Ping subconsciously looked at the calico cat, which meowed again, then turned around and licked the hair on her neck. When Wang Ping reached out to touch her, she instinctively moved away. "But you haven't been to Baishui Lake for a long time, and who would know if we went to Baishui Lake?"

"That's what you said, let's go and have a look."

Wang Ping looked at the calico cat running away and turned to Yu Lian and said, then he stood up and made some hand gestures. Suddenly the space around him shook slightly and then he disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already on the small dock outside Hu Qianqian's dojo.

It has remained the same for hundreds of years.

"Wow!"

When Yu Lian saw the endless white water lake, she immediately changed back into her original form. With a surge of waves, her huge body plunged into the water.

The few aquatic guards nearby fled like mice seeing a cat. Outside a house built against a steep mountain in the distance, a sleeping little white fox twitched its ears, then opened its eyes and looked towards the dock. When he saw Wang Ping, who was about to sit down to fish at the dock, he instinctively looked towards the door of the house behind him.

This fox is naturally Hu Qianqian’s disciple Hu Lin.

In the end, he did not disturb his master who was in seclusion. At this time, several cute white foxes jumped out from some nearby houses. They came out after hearing Yu Lian's cheers.

Just as they were about to run to the dock, two heavy footsteps came from deep in the gathering place. They were the tiger demon Wang Ben and the bull demon Niu Qi. The two of them stopped the little guys, bowed to Wang Ping on the dock, and then reminded Hu Lin: "Go and pay your respects to your master."

"Aren't the two seniors going together?"

"How can we be qualified?"

The tiger demon king Ben licked the needle-like hair at the corner of his mouth with his barbed tongue and urged him, "Go quickly."

Hu Lin was very nervous.

But now he had to go no matter how nervous he was. He scratched his ears with the paws of his hind legs, then shook his body hair vigorously before running quickly towards the dock.

Wang Ben and Niu Qi who were nearby were stunned, because Hu Lin was still in the form of a demon due to being too nervous!
But Wang Ben and Niu Qi did not dare to remind him. When they saw Hu Lin running to the edge of the dock, he seemed to remember that he was still a demon. He stopped suddenly and shook his body, then scratched his ears and cheeks on the spot, looking like he was so nervous that he forgot how to transform.

"Little guy, come here quickly!"

Wang Ping, who was sitting on the dock and taking out his fishing rod to prepare for fishing, turned around and saw Hu Lin, smiling and waving.

The little white fox didn't dare to neglect it, and immediately raised its limbs and ran towards Wang Ping who was sitting at the dock. It stopped behind Wang Ping and saw Wang Ping pointing to the empty space on his left and said, "Come over and talk."

Hu Lin subconsciously walked over and sat properly, except that his two furry ears were tucked behind his head.

"Is your master in retreat?"

"Yes."

After a somewhat awkward opening statement, they fell into silence.

After more than ten breaths, Wang Ping took the initiative to ask: "What have you learned in these years? Why haven't you condensed the fake pill yet?"

"Master just taught me to follow my heart and occasionally let me study some Taoist classics."

“Are you doing your daily homework?”

"Yes, I meditate for an hour every day at chenshi time, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine my own demonic energy. It's just that I'm stupid and can never condense a fake pill."

Wang Ping threw out the fishing line in his hand, turned around and looked at the little white fox seriously, and said with a smile: "Your master has made arrangements for you, you don't need to worry too much. With your qualifications, it is only a matter of time before you can condense a fake pill."

The demonic energy in Hu Lin's body is pure, without a trace of evil or blood. The wildness and rationality of the demon race in his soul maintain the best balance. Moreover, the demonic energy refined in his sea of ​​​​qi is thick, and he is only one step away from condensing the fake pill.

The demon race has a long lifespan, and for someone like Hu Lin who has the protection of his elders, it is not too late to wait until his foundation is solid before advancing. Because every time a demon race advances, the wildness in their inherited memory will disrupt the balance of their consciousness.

"Go and have fun by yourself, don't worry about me."

Wang Ping noticed Hu Lin's nervousness and waved to him gently.

At this moment, he fully experienced the meaning of the saying "It's lonely at the top". When you stand at a high place, almost no one can understand you, even the closest people will be afraid of you and stay away from you.

Perhaps Yu Lian, who was playing underwater, sensed the change in Wang Ping's thoughts. She poked her head out, stared at Wang Ping with her golden vertical pupils, and asked, "Are you unhappy again?"

"Yeah, because you scared away my fish!"

Wang Ping shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the place where Yu Lian poked her head out was exactly where he cast the fishing line.

Upon hearing this, Yu Lian dived into the water again and swam away to a farther place.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Ping caught his first fish of the day.

Time passed by unknowingly, and while Wang Ping was waiting for the fish to take the bait, the loneliness in his heart disappeared unknowingly. This was human nature at work. Even with Wang Ping's current level of cultivation, unless he forcibly drove away the negative emotions, he could only sort them out slowly. This was no different from ordinary people.

However, there is nothing wrong with this. Wang Ping enjoys this process because it makes him feel like he is still a human being.

Just as it was about to get dark, Wang Ping sensed energy fluctuations in his personal communication token.

When he took it out and activated it, it turned out to be a message from Liu Shuang. It only had a very brief sentence: Master, Yu'er is back, do you want to come and see her?

Wang Ping raised his eyebrows and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Yulian!"

He called out.

The lake in the distance suddenly became turbulent. Yu Lian's huge body rushed out of the lake and flew towards Wang Ping. The water stains on her body fell off as if it was raining heavily.

"what's wrong?"

Yu Lian looked at Wang Ping and asked, then seemed to sense Wang Ping's thoughts, shrank her body and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder.

The next moment, Wang Ping and Yu Lian disappeared out of thin air at the dock.

Hu Lin in the distance poked his head out to take a look, then set his eyes on the fish basket on the dock.

Wang Ping returned to the dojo on the top of the mountain. As his spiritual consciousness spread, he soon discovered that Liu Shuang was in her personal dojo. Yang Rong and her disciples, as well as Zhao Yuer's disciple Zhao Mingming, were all there.

But Zhao Yuer was the only one missing!

Wang Ping flashed and appeared in Liu Shuang's dojo with Yu Lian.

"Where's Yu'er?"

Wang Ping waved his hand to interrupt the disciples who saluted him and asked.

There was silence at the scene. After a few breaths, Liu Shuang said in a low voice: "Yu'er has passed away..." (End of this chapter)