There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye on Zhongzhou Continent. On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month after the Spring Festival, a fast horse galloped past on the straight road outside Zhonghui County. The checkpoints along the way saw it from afar and were ready to let it pass, because the man on the horse had a command arrow erected behind him.

This was the fast horse that escorted official documents from Jinhuai City, but when he reached the city gate, he had to rein in the horse and stop, as the government troops guarding the city would verify his identity.

After his identity is verified, he will go all the way to the government office in the city center under the escort of two teams of government troops.

Half an hour later.

A government official posted a notice on the bulletin board outside the government office.

It turned out that the new emperor had ascended the throne and was planning to grant amnesty to the entire nation. All prisoners in the palace prison, except those guilty of the ten most heinous crimes and those sentenced to serious punishment, could go home.

Soon after, there was another new announcement. The new emperor gave a new title to the Lord of Changqing of Qianmu Temple, "Lord of Changqing Daxing with High Benevolence, Literature and Military Virtue", which had two more characters "Gaoshang" than the original title.

Originally, the new emperor was going to add the word "Xuantian", but Wang Ping disagreed. In the end, he specifically warned the royal family not to continue to confer titles on him, because with the replacement of emperors, his title could no longer be increased, and adding more would definitely be a taboo.

Soon after the announcement was made, people immediately flocked to the Taoist temple built by Qianmuguan in the city to pay homage to Wang Ping, who had a new title.

As time went by, Taoist temples across the south that enshrined Wang Ping's golden body were crowded with pilgrims. By May and June, the entire Central Plains was paying homage to Wang Ping's golden body, and hundreds of new temples sprang up.

Outside Mingyuetan Lake in Sanhe Prefecture, there is a swamp that stretches for hundreds of miles. It is an uninhabited area all year round, with only a small number of water monsters active here.

Now this place has become Wang Ping's new base for studying magic. At this moment, under the calm blue sky and white clouds, a giant sword hundreds of feet long suddenly appeared, and it crossed the sky like a shield against the sun, bringing with it bursts of sounds of breaking through the air, as if penetrating the space. Streams of air whizzed past, leaving a gap dozens of feet wide on the earth.

The river water flowed upstream due to the impact of the air flow, hitting the nearby jungle, causing the birds and beasts in the jungle to flee in all directions, and fled to the high ground they thought was safe together with the nearby aquatic monster soldiers.

Under the clouds, Wang Ping was surrounded by two Seven-Star Swords. He looked at the damage caused by the Giant Object Technique just now on the ground and said thoughtfully: "This magic is really amazing. It really changes the size of objects to achieve the effect of overwhelming others with force."

Yu Lian tilted her head and said, "It's useless to you. The battle between the four realms monks is useless to overwhelm others with force."

"You are wrong. When the 'momentum' reaches a certain level, it can change the established rules and create new rules. For example, a small stone falling from a high altitude will at most create a two-inch dent on the ground. But what if a meteorite falls on the ground? That would mean the destruction of a continent and could even affect the ecology of this world."

As Wang Ping spoke, he scattered some seeds on the ground. When the seeds fell to the ground with the wood spirit energy, he fixed a spell with his left hand, and dense vines suddenly grew near the chasm that was cut by the giant sword. They repaired the earth like sewing needles and threads. When the earth was repaired, the vines quickly withered and turned into fertilizer for the earth.

Yu Lian continued the previous topic and said, "If I use the 'Ice Cone Technique' and combine it with your 'Giant Technique', then the sky will be filled with meteorites!"

An image immediately emerged in Wang Ping's mind and he nodded unconsciously. He originally wanted to use the laws of physics to explain it to Yu Lian, but after thinking about it, he gave up because there were too many things to explain.

"Want to try?"

"Sure, but not on a large scale!"

"I know, don't worry."

As Yu Lian spoke, she rose into the sky. A green light appeared on the scales on her body. When a water spirit magic circle was formed, hundreds of ice cones appeared in front of her.

The moment the ice cone appeared, Wang Ping used the 'Tongtian Mansion' to construct hundreds of 'Wantong Talismans'. When the 'Wantong Talismans' were formed, they changed into talismans with the ability of 'Giant Object Technique' according to Wang Ping's ideas, and were driven into the ice cone under the interference of Wang Ping's will.

Suddenly, the cold ice cones expanded ten times in an instant, and were about ten feet long. Under Yu Lian's control, they crossed the sky and fell to the ground.

With the muffled sounds coming one after another, dense deep pits appeared in the jungle that had just been washed by the river.

Wang Ping didn't want to destroy the ecological environment here. At the moment the ice cone fell, he stretched out his left hand and gently grabbed the void. The talisman of "Giant Object Technique" contained in the ice cone suddenly dissipated. Without the maintenance of the giant object's ability, the ice cone instantly returned to its original state.

"It's too small, make it bigger!"

Yulian suggested.

Wang Ping patted Yu Lian's wagging tail and said, "Do you want to destroy the ecosystem here?"

Yu Lian said indifferently: "With my people here, we will be able to recover within half a month."

Wang Ping smiled.

Yu Lian was telling the truth. Ever since the spirit snake clan moved to this area of ​​water, a new ecological environment has been formed with them as the center. It is a richer and more diverse ecological environment, so that this area does not need a spirit gathering array, and the spiritual energy is several times more abundant than other areas.

Despite this, Wang Ping did not continue to experiment with magic.

When he was about to take Yu Lian to Mingyue Lake to play chess with Xin Shi, a puppet bird fell from the sky and circled around him. When he stretched out his hand, the puppet bird naturally landed on his hand.

This puppet bird was originally given to Xuan Ling by Wang Ping.

"Is something wrong?"

"I guess Xuan Ling is going to try to advance to the third realm."

Wang Ping picked up the puppet bird when he responded. It was indeed Xuan Ling who was trying to advance to the third realm. He looked at Yu Lian and said, "Let's go back and take a look."

"it is good!"

...

Xuan Ling's Taoist temple is located in Yushan, north of Shangwen Prefecture.

There are hundreds of Qianmuguan disciples practicing here. There is a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain. They usually grow some medicinal herbs to maintain expenses, and the temple is still very popular all year round.

Next to a spring on the top of the mountain is Xuan Ling's Taoist temple. Behind the temple is a cave full of restrictions. Xuan Ling's retreat is inside the cave. The temple is managed by Zhao Mingming. This was something Wang Ping personally ordered at the time. At the same time, Zhao Mingming also inherited Zhao Yuer's Taoist temple.

In this way, Zhao Mingming's cultivation resources in Qianmu Temple can be said to be unique. He has now completed the foundation building and is adjusting his mentality to prepare for entering the country. He is preparing to enter the country with the "Tai Yan Talisman", so he is a little slow and has to rely on elixirs to prolong his life. Otherwise, he would have entered the first realm long ago.

When Wang Ping arrived at Xuanling Dojo, Zhao Mingming was disbanding the disciples near the top of the mountain. When he saw Wang Ping coming to Yushan, he hurried over to greet him. "Go and do your own thing. You don't have to worry about this place!"

Yu Lian spoke in human language and sent Zhao Mingming away.

Wang Ping landed in a thatched pavilion near the spring in front of Xuanling Cave, and his soul consciousness naturally penetrated into the cave.

The furnishings inside the cave were simple. It was a man-made cave with low surroundings and a high platform in the middle. In the middle of the platform was a cushion, and Xuan Ling was sitting on the cushion.

Xuan Ling was in good condition, with a blank talisman floating in front of him. In the world of inspiration, countless spiritual creatures were wandering around the cave, as if waiting for Xuan Ling to be in bad condition so as to pounce and devour him.

Wang Ping's consciousness emerged, and all the spiritual creatures turned into ashes. Then several blessing talismans appeared around the top of Yushan Mountain, forming a simple isolation magic circle constructed by the wood spirit, isolating the spiritual creatures outside.

Xuan Ling has closed his consciousness, but he can still maintain the most basic humanity. This makes Wang Ping look sideways. At the beginning, he sealed his humanity in the spiritual sea and asked Yu Lian to help suppress it, and then let Yu Lian release it at the critical moment.

And now Xuan Ling can maintain the absolute balance between humanity and rationality by himself.

"As expected of a life form that possesses one-sixth of the consciousness of the Demon King. It's truly against the will of heaven, as if he was born a genius in cultivation!" Wang Ping sighed softly and patted a storage bag on his waist. A pure white crystal appeared in his hand.

Sealed in the crystal is the original spirit of the third-level Taiyan cultivator whom Wang Ping had killed in Shangjing City. In order to prevent him from becoming a true spirit over the years, Wang Ping has been regularly sorting out his consciousness and adding some human and rational memories to it.

Wang Ping took out the pure white crystal without any hesitation. He used the wood spirit energy to throw it into the cave. Xuan Ling, who was in a state of meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and steadily caught the pure white crystal thrown in. He looked in the direction of the cave entrance and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help, teacher!"

After Xuan Ling expressed his thanks, his emotions fluctuated slightly but then returned to normal in an instant. He then crushed the crystal without hesitation and destroyed the soul inside. He then decisively sacrificed a blank talisman that was fused with the 'Soul Inducer' and drew the 'Tian Tong Talisman' in his mind on the blank talisman.

Very decisive, which made Wang Ping a little nervous.

The moment the 'Tongtian Talisman' was formed, extremely active humanity was born in Xuan Ling's emotions, and he materialized his soul at the fastest speed and absorbed the 'Tongling Talisman'. With the great power between heaven and earth upon him, Xuan Ling's face did not change at all. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and magic arrays emerged under his feet, connecting the mountain stream outside the cave.

Purple lightning appeared on the mountain above the cave, which was used to avoid thunder disasters!
Wang Ping looked up at the sky and heard a loud "boom". A flash of lightning appeared out of nowhere under the blue clouds, passed over and shattered the protective shield built above the Taoist temple, and fell towards the location of the cave.

Just as the lightning touched the ground, the purple lightning light from the thunder altar that Xuan Ling had set up around the cave in advance became stronger, attracting the lightning over.

What followed was the noisy sound of continuous electric arcs colliding, and dense sparks formed in the mountain stream. From a visual perspective, it was extremely magnificent, but this power was enough to crush even a second-level cultivator into ashes.

"Boom!"

Another bolt of lightning struck.

Causes the same damage to the mountains.

As sparks flew, another bolt of lightning fell from the sky!
Wang Ping frowned slightly as he looked at the Thunder Altar which was unable to react. He didn't know whether he should take action or not. After all, this was a punishment from heaven.

After a moment's thought, he chose to believe Xuan Ling, but an 'Armor Talisman' and a blessing talisman with 'Qingmu Technique' were also prepared in advance.

The lightning strangely penetrated the mountain without causing any damage to it, and fell directly on Xuan Ling's body, and Xuan Ling's recently cultivated physical body was not harmed at all.

This thunder method targets Xuan Ling's soul and consciousness!

Xuan Ling's soul, which was originally in a state of full humanity, was feeling the magic of the 'Tian Tong Fu'. The falling lightning almost caused his humanity to collapse, and the energy gathered by his soul was also close to dissipating. The 'Tian Tong Fu' that had just been integrated also showed signs of collapse.

Wang Ping glanced at the sky and immediately injected the prepared blessing talisman into Xuan Ling's body. Then he called out to Yu Lian and used the luck formation to deduce.

After counting the interest.

Wang Ping raised his eyebrows.

Yu Lian asked, "What's the matter?"

While Wang Ping was recording the results of his deduction on the Heaven-Covering Talisman, he said, "It's all right. Xuan Ling is even more gifted than I thought."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Ling's scattered soul suddenly gathered together, and the full humanity that he exuded also returned at the same time. He kept making hand gestures with his hands, activating other magic arrays in the cave.

In an instant, the purple lightning near the cave doubled in number than before.

At the same time, the 'Tian Tong Fu' that Xuan Ling had fused with his spiritual body and physical body constructed a magic array that he himself could not observe. The next moment, the area within a radius of tens of kilometers and the sky under the clouds showed the aura of wood spirits that could be observed with the naked eye.

Wang Ping saw it clearly. It was the 'spiritual talisman' that connected the universe to a large net. It was madly absorbing the wood spirits of heaven and earth, washing Xuan Ling's body, and then returning to nature. This caused all things in the area covered by the wood spirit to continue to wither and be reborn.

"Boom!"

Another thunder strike came down.

The rich wood spirit energy came into contact with the lightning, making a strange sound. At first it was like metal rubbing against each other, then it was like the roar of a war drum, and finally it was like the roar of a wild beast, accompanied by a strong wind sweeping across the earth.

Wang Ping was well prepared and covered up all the abnormal changes within dozens of kilometers and prevented them from spreading to the outside.

This strike of thunder punishment was aimed at the 'Tian Tong Fu'. It struck the wood spirit energy that filled the sky, suppressing the 'Tian Tong Fu' that was about to get out of control, and the uncontrolled wood spirit energy also calmed down.

After Xuan Ling opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body, he immediately used the 'Tian Tong Fu' to absorb spiritual energy to achieve the transformation from soul to spirit.

What follows is a forty-nine-day transformation of the soul. After the transformation of the soul is completed, it will be merged with the spiritual body to complete the promotion.

Wang Ping watched quietly, observing the process of Tai Yan cultivator gathering his soul again as an outsider, which gave him an indescribable feeling.

On the thirty-fifth day, Xuan Ling's soul had transformed into his primordial spirit, which was five days faster than Wang Ping. He spent the rest of the time stabilizing his primordial spirit and feeling the world with his primordial spirit's vision.

The process of integrating with the spirit body went more smoothly. His soul returned to the spirit body in an instant, but Xuan Ling was not in a hurry to come out. After he entered into meditation steadily for several months, he finally stood up when the weather in the south gradually turned cooler. (End of this chapter)