There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The four-realm quota of the Underworld Gate was a piece of fat meat that Wang Ping had already eaten. Even if he was a peaceful person, it would be disgusting to ask him to spit out the meat he had eaten.

There is something strange about this matter, especially when it comes to the alliance with Yuqing Sect.

Wang Ping did not rush to find him, but dispatched two puppets from Dongzhou to check the situation. After all, it would take at least a hundred years to generate a five-element spirit body in order to advance to the fourth realm.

When the puppet started to move, Lord Rongyang contacted Wang Ping using a private communication token. He came for the matter of Yuqing Sect, which surprised Wang Ping a little.

Wang Ping originally thought that Lord Rongyang was planning the Yuqing Sect just to help him, but judging from the current situation, Lord Rongyang should have other purposes, otherwise he would not be so active.

"Everything happened at the same time, is it such a coincidence?"

Yu Lian asked curiously.

Wang Ping responded with a smile: "Do you think there is such a coincidence?"

After answering, he projected part of his aura over Baishui Lake. After a few breaths, Lord Rongyang appeared on the other side of the coffee table.

"You are in such a good mood!"

Lord Rongyang looked at Wang Ping lying on the reclining chair. He picked up a piece of fresh fruit on the coffee table and took a bite. Then he looked around and said, "I remember this place. When the North-South cultivation world fought a war, Yu Xiao challenged five fourth-level cultivators here alone."

"Are those five still alive?"

"They are all alive and well, including Ling Yuan and Ling Zong from the Vajra Temple, Bai Wan from the Diku Gate, and Jiao Heyong from the Star God Alliance. Oh, by the way, the Star God Alliance had not yet been established. I heard that Jiao has been promoted, but the fifth level of Star God ability is different from ours. Their fifth level has a huge difference in strength based on their abilities. They are only slightly stronger than the fourth level because they don't have spiritual bodies to support their cultivation."

While Lord Rongyang was speaking, two little fox demons came trotting over carrying a solid wooden chair, put it down silently, and then hurried away.

Wang Ping quickly went through the files of these five people in his mind. Ling Yuan and Ling Zong were the fourth generation disciples of Vajra Temple, and they were the grandchildren of Master Kaiyun. Not long after the rise of humanity, Vajra Temple was opposed by the Central Plains. In the struggle, three generations of their disciples became extinct, and not a single one of them left a name.

As for Bai Wan, she was active before the establishment of the Star God Alliance. At that time, the demon clan was still relatively active, and she often appeared at the forefront of the battle against the demon clan. Later, the demon clan was driven out of the Zhongzhou continent, and she lived in seclusion and never appeared again. However, Lord Rongyang now says that she participated in a battle more than a thousand years ago.

And now she obviously wants to compete for the Taoist orthodoxy in the northwest region!
As for Jiao and Yong, Wang Ping had never read their files, because there was too much information about the Star God Alliance, and they had the most cultivators in the Fifth Realm. However, their cultivators in the Fifth Realm were very weak, and except for True Lord Yuanwu and a few others, none of them had the title of True Lord. Perhaps it was for this reason that they were driven to the border outside the domain.

"There is no record of this incident in Taoist Master Bai Wan's files."

Wang Ping's tone was very casual, as if he was just chatting.

Lord Rongyang sat down and looked at Wang Ping sideways. "Do you want to know the details of the war?" After asking, he said without waiting for Wang Ping to answer, "There is no rush. Let's deal with the Yuqing Sect first."

Wang Ping waved his hand and said, "Before we talk about this, I want to ask a question."

As soon as he said this, the clear sound of wind chimes was heard, indicating that a fish had been hooked. Yu Lian immediately soared up from Wang Ping's shoulder, wrapped her tail around the fishing rod and pulled the fish out of the water.

Rongyang Mansion Lord looked at the jumping grass carp and said with a smile: "Okay, I will tell you everything I know!"

"Fellow Daoist seems to be more concerned about the Yuqing Sect's affairs than I am. Can I ask why?"

"This is something that Master Lieyang ordered, so I have to pay attention to it!"

Wang Ping was startled.

Lord Rongyang continued, "The great events of this world have come one after another. This time, you and I are destined to become allies. This is the future that has been determined since you chose to rely on Lord Xiaoshan."

Wang Ping's eyes flashed as he looked at the grass carp that fell into the fish cage. Yu Lian turned her head and looked at Wang Ping. Everything was said without words. Then Yu Lian threw out the fishing rod.

Rongyang Mansion Lord did not stop talking: "The True Lord will not tell me any of their thoughts. What I say next is just my guess..." There was no blind worship of the True Lord in his words. Not only that, but there was also a slightly blasphemous tone: "This time, we are not targeting Yuqing Sect, but Yangde. We are not going to drive him to the border outside the domain, but to kill him and make room for him."

"I guess..."

He grinned, "His existence affects True Lord Xuanqing's next layout. It can even be said that he is deliberately destroying True Lord Xuanqing's layout. To be honest, I admire him very much. Since I started practicing, he is the first fourth-level cultivator I have seen who dares to openly oppose True Lord. Others are just thinking about it in their hearts."

"Although I admire him, I have to kill him because I just go with the flow..." He said here and abruptly asked, "What about you?"

Wang Ping met Lord Rongyang's gaze, and after a few breaths of silence, he said, "The situation in the world cannot be changed. Liuyun's fate is a warning to us!"

"Haha, yes, Ao Hong summed it up very well. He always uses the general situation of the world to cover up his disdain for the True Lords!"

Lord Rongyang suddenly laughed.

Wang Ping turned his head and stared at the water in front of him, reminding: "Don't disturb my fish!"

"Haha~"

Lord Rongyang stopped laughing, and after a silence of more than ten breaths, he asked, "Where were we talking about just now?"

He then asked himself and answered: "Oh, yes, speaking of Xuanqing Zhenjun's plan, more than a thousand years ago he wanted to spread his Taoism to various places in Zhongzhou through the Zhongzhou Civil War, but unfortunately he did not succeed. I guess he wanted to suppress his unstable consciousness with divine magic."

He looked up at the sky and took another bite of the fresh fruit in his hand. "And they will succeed this time, because the person behind you needs his and Lord Lieyang's support. Lord Lieyang has his own plans for supporting him. His plans may bring some disasters, because fire is accompanied by disasters, and you may be the key to one of the links. Otherwise, I really can't think of why they would support you."

Yu Lian was very unhappy when she heard the last sentence. She subconsciously breathed out and spit out her snake tongue at Lord Rongyang.

Wang Ping accepted it with pleasure, and laughed at himself: "Perhaps they want the power of the 'Heaven-Blocking Talisman', not my power."

Lord Rongyang was also laughing, and said, "Perhaps it's not the 'Heaven Covering Talisman', but the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman'? No matter how you look at it in this world, you are the only one who has the chance to be promoted to the fifth realm, although the chance is very slim, and many people are against you!"

Wang Ping shook his head. "I didn't realize before that you are good at talking. I was the one who asked you the question at first, but you ended up talking about me after just a few words."

Lord Rongyang did not respond.

At this time, Wang Ping sensed energy fluctuations in the communication token, so he turned it over in front of Lord Rongyang to check.

It was a message from Taoist Wan Zhi, and the content made Wang Ping's face change slightly...

The earth veins suddenly stabilized half an hour ago. Zhigong Taoist had to take the last step within two days. For this step, she promised Wang Ping many things on behalf of Zhigong, and wanted Wang Ping to help her clean up the chess piece left by Lord Liuyun, because if he was promoted at this time, it would definitely alarm the earth veins. After seeing this news, Wang Ping could roughly infer the way of promotion to the fourth level of the earth veins. Due to the instability of the consciousness of Diwen Zhenjun, Diwen Zhenjun often interfered with the earth veins when he was asleep. The opportunity for stability was very difficult to capture, and it could only be appeased artificially. After hundreds of years of hard work by the cultivators of Zhigong's lineage, it finally worked.

Zhigong needs to take a crucial step during this period of time, and then slowly cultivate the earth spirit in his body.

The chess piece left by Lord Liuyun must have been intended to intercept Hu Zhigong from the beginning, but they also made great efforts to stabilize the earth veins.

"Is something wrong?"

Lord Rongyang asked.

Wang Ping did not answer him immediately. He originally intended to plan this matter slowly, but he forgot that since the chess piece was going to be promoted, it meant that this was also an opportunity for Zhi Gong to be promoted. At this moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he soon had an idea. At the same time, he also felt a sense of crisis.

Under normal circumstances, it would only take a few third-level cultivators to stop the chess piece, but now the atmosphere was obviously not right, so he looked at Lord Rongyang next to him and told him the matter clearly.

After hearing this, Lord Rongyang also fell silent. After a long while, he said, "Someone is plotting against you. I am sure that the two people at the underground cave gate will intercept you on the road. Maybe there are others..." He looked serious, "If the two people at the underground cave gate don't dare to plan like this, there must be someone behind them. And Lord Diwen behind them is sleeping. So the most likely thing is..."

"Vajra Temple!"

Wang Ping and Lord Rongyang said this in unison.

Afterwards, Lord Rongyang quickly said, "We call the five Daoists Shanggong, but they are only three fourth-level cultivators. Although they have great righteousness, they can..."

However, at this moment, the voice of Yuanwu Zhenjun rang in Wang Ping's ears: "Go to Hushan Country quickly to monitor Yang De. If he makes any unusual moves, kill him directly. If you are blocked, you can do your best!"

Wang Ping stood up suddenly.

Lord Rongyang was also like this, and murmured, "What a good trick." He turned to look at Wang Ping, "The plan for the northwest may have to be abandoned, and it may even affect Zhigong's promotion!"

Wang Ping looked at Lord Rongyang in surprise, "You also received the order from the Lord?"

"Correct!"

Rongyang Mansion Lord responded first, "Since it is a direct order from the True Lord, it means that the matter is urgent and it is a sudden event. We should not delay it!"

His meaning was very clear. He wanted Wang Ping to give up the northwest, but this meant that Zhigong's promotion would encounter many uncertainties, which might lead to hundreds of years of hard work being destroyed. He would have to wait hundreds of years for another chance to be promoted, and Taoist Wanzhi might not have time. At the same time, the chess piece left by Lord Liuyun might be used to get promoted, although the chance was small.

"I'll wait for you for thirty breaths!"

After saying this, Lord Rongyang stepped aside.

Wang Ping stretched out his left hand and fixed a spell, using the divine art of 'self-control' to keep himself in an absolutely rational state, and quickly thought about what trump card he could come up with to stop this plot.

He couldn't help but meet Yu Lian's eyes. Yu Lian remained quiet at this moment, meeting Wang Ping's eyes and just looking at him quietly.

After a few breaths, a name emerged in Wang Ping's mind...

The Society for the Relief of Democracy!
Now the only one he can count on is the Jiminhui, but if the other party finds out about this matter, it is also a question whether they will accept it.

But now he could not care about so many things. His spiritual consciousness spread, and in a flash he captured Liu Huai'en who was listening to opera in a big house in Jinhuai City, and directly imprinted the whole thing into Liu Huai'en's consciousness.

Liu Huai'en, who was fascinated by the opera, was startled, and then just stood there in a daze. It took him a long time to react. When the pleasant opera text appeared in his ears again, he stood up and clasped his fists in the direction of Qianmu Temple and said, "Don't do this next time. You almost destroyed my cultivation."

After saying that, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, shook the wide sleeves of his brocade robe, walked to the corridor at the side, walked along the corridor to the independent courtyard in the backyard, and then walked to the middle of a cluster of flowers in the center of the courtyard. He stretched out his right hand, fixed a spell, and looked up at the sky. When the light from the sky fell on his face, he became incomparably pious.

The next moment, a milky white crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a milky white light seeped out from it. At the same time, an almost unobservable halo appeared under his feet, and this halo formed a magic circle. When the magic circle was formed, countless halos converged on the crack between his eyebrows.

After counting the interest.

A flash of light flashed across the sky, and it looked like the sunlight suddenly intensified after the clouds disappeared. When the light fell on Liu Huai'en, he seemed to jump into another space and disappeared along with the light that flashed across the sky.

Dongzhou.

It is still night on this continent at this moment.

In the southern mountains, deep in an uninhabited jungle, a complex magic circle was illuminated by a dazzling light on the surface of the thick dead leaves, and then a bright light fell from the sky in response, but it only flashed by.

After the bright light flashed, Liu Huai'en landed on the thick dead leaves.

"Damn it, that's disgusting!"

He landed on the leaves, and one step directly submerged half of his calf, and the touch from the soles of his feet was soft and sticky, so he flew up and cast a "cleansing spell" on himself, and then shouted: "Lao Guan! Lao Guan!"

"Stop making noise."

The sound of Guan Xi appeared first, and with a flash of light, he also appeared at the edge of the open space. After he appeared, the night seemed to become brighter. He first stretched out his left hand and flicked lightly. A halo flashed, and the traces that Liu Huai'en had just stepped on were quickly restored.

Then, he stared at Liu Huai'en and asked, "What made you use this contact information?"

Liu Huai'en grinned and said, "You said so. If Changqing encounters something urgent, he can use this contact information."

Guan Xi's state at the moment seemed like he had just woken up from sleep, and he was a little dazed. He was stunned for more than ten breaths before asking, "Changqing? What trouble did he encounter?"

Liu Huai'en told the information he received truthfully.

"Interesting. The True Lords care about their reputation the most. It must be interesting to have them order someone to do something on short notice. Perhaps after this, we will be able to find out their purpose."

Guan Xi seems to be in a good mood.

Liu Huai'en asked, "What about what Changqing asked us to do? Didn't you always want him to owe you a favor so that he would follow you to collect the magic weapon from the Taoist of the South Sea?"

"Although this is troublesome, we can do it!" Guan Xi looked up at the western sky. Under the dark night sky, a strange purple lightning suddenly flashed. (End of this chapter)