There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Over the past hundred years, there have been frequent fights between the disciples of Qianmu Temple and the disciples and retainers of the Third Prince of Linshui Prefecture, with occasional bloodshed, often resulting in casualties among Qi-cultivating disciples, and even the death of incoming monks in some major conflicts.

The hatred between the two sides has long been irreconcilable. Today, there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Xuan Ling does not let them attack, I am afraid that the people below will also be dissatisfied.

Moreover, Xuan Ling also knew that there was a high probability that the two sides would not be able to engage in a complete fight. Moreover, this place was far away from the town, so even if it really got out of control, there would still be a chance to remedy the situation.

In fact, from the very beginning of planning to migrate Taiyan monks from the southeastern sea area to Zhongzhou, Xuan Ling had a plan to trap the monks of Linshui Mansion, otherwise the reinforcements just now would not have come so quickly.

The facts were similar to what Xuan Ling had guessed. As soon as Zi Luan made a move, the opponent subconsciously chose to retreat. Seeing that the two third-level cultivators who practiced the side door were defeated in the siege, Chi Lan did not order other cultivators to provide reinforcements.

However, the battle was over in thirty breaths. One of the two third-level cultivators from the opposite side was captured alive, and the other died on the spot. The spirit and body of the fallen person was taken away by Li Miaolin, and it seemed that he intended to use this spirit and body to make a puppet.

Hong Ze and other disciples of the Seventh Prince wanted to continue the pursuit, but Zi Luan, who was in charge of commanding the battle, reprimanded his behavior and quickly gathered all the third-level cultivators who participated in the attack and withdrew them to Xuan Ling's side.

Then, they distributed the spoils of the battle while escorting the migrating Taiyan monks towards the Zhongzhou continent.

"They have obviously weakened in the past ten years. Why don't we make some plans? The islands in the southeastern sea are rich in resources, and there are countless rare treasures on the seabed."

A monk made a suggestion.

Most of the others were eager to try after hearing this, but a few remained cautious, such as Zi Luan. Although he advocated attacking just now, he had a different opinion on this matter, and at Xuan Ling's suggestion, he said:
"The sea is always their home ground, and although they may seem weak this time, we are actually well prepared. A fight with them in the future is unavoidable, but it is not our turn to take action yet..."

He looked around at everyone present and said with a smile, "You can let our disciples make some plans first, but before the situation in the world changes, don't make any big plans."

"What world situation do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Hongze asked urgently, he had to be anxious, according to the original plan, his master Ao Hong was about to escape, but the Third Prince Ao Bing did not abide by the ethics of martial arts, and had people set up another layer of sealing array inside the deep pool in the center of Huixin Island. It was rumored that he plundered 30% of the wealth of Linshui Prefecture for this sealing array.

Now, they have set their sights on passing merchant ships, causing many small fleets to not dare to enter the deep sea areas of the southeast waters and can only sail along the coast. Although this will take some time, it is much better than the exploitation of Linshui Prefecture.

"In another hundred years, the Zhongzhou artifact will be replaced again!"

Zi Luan replied with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell into deep thought. The replacement of sacred artifacts seemed to be a struggle for worldly power, but under the order of the Taoist Palace, worldly power could restrain most monks. For example, during the period when the Datong Dynasty was in charge of the Zhongzhou sacred artifacts, there were almost no monks from the Vajra Temple preaching on the Zhongzhou continent.

Moreover, the replacement of artifacts cannot be controlled by humans, unless most of the parties involved in the conflict are slaughtered. However, doing so will definitely give people a reason to criticize, which will only speed up the replacement of artifacts.

Many people thought of the history of the rise of the current Datong Dynasty. At the beginning, Wang Ping was only a cultivator of the third realm, but he was able to plan the Zhongzhou artifact and thus be promoted to the fourth realm.

Zi Luan felt the dispersion of everyone's thoughts, and the smile between his brows unconsciously deepened, and then he looked at Xuan Ling aimlessly.

Ten days later.

The flying boat bypassed the Southeast Islands and arrived at the port of Shang'an Prefecture, where disciples of Qianmu Temple were already waiting. These disciples were led by Yuan Zheng. When Xuan Ling took over from Yuan Zheng, some of the other three realm cultivators except Que Cai flew towards Jinhuai City, and some flew towards Qianmu Temple.

The handover lasted no more than half an hour. After Xuan Ling threw everything to Yuan Zheng, he immediately projected his ID card under the clouds, and then took off into the clouds and flew towards Qianmu Temple.

The vast land kept receding in his sight. The port city of Shang'an Prefecture flashed by, followed by farms and fertile fields all over the mountains. When approaching Zhonghui City, a dense road network appeared. Between the road networks were magnificent courtyards. There were also dense forests around. There was a Taoist temple every twenty miles in the forest.

Outside Zhonghui City are endless paddy fields. The ears of grain in them look like green waves under the sunlight, and they will turn golden in a month. On a high ground in the north of the city, there is a fire prevention zone that stretches for dozens of kilometers. Large numbers of granaries are built there. The people in the city rely on the rice that is harvested three times a year for their livelihood.

There are pedestrians coming and going on the dense road network outside Zhonghui City from time to time. Most of them are walking towards the city. There are more people on the streets inside Zhonghui City, and there is an endless stream of boats on the canal.

Especially in the Qianmu Temple in the central area of ​​Zhonghui City, the number of people coming and going was almost unaccommodating, so the number of worshippers had to be limited each day, and some of the pilgrims had to be diverted to other Taoist temples outside the city.

When Xuan Ling flew to the outskirts of Qianmu Temple, the disciple in charge of patrolling the perimeter came forward to pay his respects first. He did not need to land on the Dengxian Platform, but landed directly on the steps in front of the front hall square.

The moment he landed, a disciple came forward to greet him.

"Is the eldest sister in the front hall?"

He asked casually.

The disciple who received him quickly responded, "Master has always been in the front hall."

It is called the front hall, but in fact it is the side hall on the left side of the front hall. The real front hall hall is only open during some grand events except for the daily morning classes.

The side hall where Liu Shuang was located was never closed all year round. The first thing Xuan Ling saw was a hall where a large amount of paperwork was handled. There was an independent office area on the left side of the hall, which was where Liu Shuang handled the daily affairs of Qianmu Temple.

At this moment, Liu Shuang was reading a document. Sitting at the lower left was Hu Qianqian, who had returned to Qianmu Temple earlier. She was eating a fresh fruit with great relish, her furry ears swaying from time to time.

When Xuan Ling came in, Hu Qianqian's turquoise eyes glanced at the busy disciples outside, then she opened her mouth wide and put the whole fruit into her mouth, and with her cheeks puffed up, she spit out a fruit core onto the porcelain plate next to her.

After eating a fresh fruit, Hu Qianqian licked the corner of her mouth, then picked up another one from the fruit plate on the coffee table next to her. When she was about to swallow it directly, a disciple walked in with a stack of documents. She immediately became solemn and took a small bite very elegantly.

"I've met Senior Sister!"

After the disciple put down the document, Xuan Ling saluted Liu Shuang with his fists clasped.

Liu Shuang looked up at Xuan Ling, then stamped his seal on the document in his hand and said, "Is everything done?"

“It’s done!”

"Hurry up and get rid of the monk from Linshui Prefecture that you captured. You can pay him a ransom or something."

"Ok."

"Sit down."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." "How long will it take to complete the handover of Shang'an Mansion?"

"About three days. There are a lot of things to check."

Liu Shuang then turned his gaze to Hu Qianqian, "Is there any problem with the Taoist temple on Shangyang Mountain?"

The Taiyan monks in the southeast sea area will not move directly to Qianmu Temple. They will be arranged in Shangyang Mountain of Wudao Mansion and still be managed by Quecai.

Just like the current Six Heart Sect, it is now called the Six Heart Temple. It is still located in its original location, but it has lost its previous autonomy. According to the legal records of the Taoist Palace, it is a branch Taoist temple under the jurisdiction of the Qianmu Temple.

It is worth mentioning that Li Miaolin also founded a sect in Ningzhou Road, also relying on the Taoist tradition of Qianmu Temple. The name of the Taoist temple is called Tiangong Sect. The form of this sect is just like its name. It manufactures a lot of basic puppets for sale to the outside world and engages in some heavy physical labor. Although the price is not cheap and buyers need to pay service fees regularly, there are still many people who buy them. In the past few decades, it has attracted many aristocratic families to buy.

"Do they still want to hang the plaque of Qianmuguan?"

Liu Shuang was very serious when he asked this question. The 'they' here naturally referred to the Taiyan cultivators in the southeast sea area.

Xuan Ling nodded and said nothing.

Hu Qianqian whispered, "They are probably worried that we will be abandoned after we have done our job, or they may want to take over the reputation of Qianmu Temple after Master re-establishes Taiyan Sect. I personally think that no matter what they think, it has nothing to do with the overall situation."

Liu Shuang couldn't help but nodded, but she still didn't make a decision immediately. Instead, she looked at Xuan Ling again.

Xuan Ling thought for a moment and said, "I also think it has nothing to do with the overall situation, but Qianmuguan is the name of the teacher's practice. Although this matter is small, I think it is better to ask the teacher for advice."

Liu Shuang nodded gently, "Master has been in seclusion recently. It should be the critical time for Uncle Yulian to evolve. You can let them move into Shangyang Mountain first, and we can tell them the truth about the listing."

As she spoke, she looked at the disciple waiting outside to come in, and then waved to the disciple.

The disciple held a note in his hand and stood at the door to report: "The disciple who led the immortal platform reports that the Queen Xia Yao of the Cloud Sea Grassland wants to see you."

"Oh?"

Liu Shuang was surprised for a moment, then stood up, looked at Hu Qianqian and said, "Princess Xia Yao and Master have a personal relationship. Although they officially broke off the relationship due to some things, she is still an elder to us. You and Junior Brother Xuan Ling should go to Dengxiantai to welcome her in person."

When Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling stood up to take up the task, Liu Shuang called the reception disciples at the door in and instructed: "Let the reception disciples of the inner sect gather and prepare in the square according to the standard of welcoming the head of a sect."

It has to be said that Liu Shuang is getting more and more adept at handling the daily affairs of the sect. Her arrangements are well-mannered and she shows enough attention, yet at the same time reveals a sense of impartiality.

The guide point to the Immortal Terrace.

Xia Yao was wearing a blue Taoist robe with narrow sleeves, a white jade crown on his head, and an identity card of the third seat in the Taoist Palace hanging around his waist. He was politely arranged by the disciples to sit in a spacious rest area, and the disciples also brought him hot tea and fresh fruit.

There was another person sitting next to her. It was Feng Miao, whom Wang Ping met when he first went out. Her current condition did not look good. Although she still looked young, her energy and spirit had obviously reached the end. She was afraid that her life would soon run out.

"This place has changed a lot. When we first came here, there was only an ordinary climbing staircase, and many people climbed barefoot..."

Feng Miao looked up at the three towering characters "Qianmu Temple" at the mountain gate, lost in thought. She had more to say, but she didn't dare to say it now.

Xia Yao was looking at the Third Realm cultivators who were registering at the reception area for disciples. She had been sitting here for less than a quarter of an hour when more than ten Third Realm cultivators were registering at the reception area for disciples. This made her envious from the bottom of her heart. Although the Yunhai Grassland now had autonomy, everything was dominated by the Zhenyang Sect.

Over the years, she had always heard spies talk about Qianmu Temple's power in the southern cultivation world. She had tried hard to imagine how powerful Qianmu Temple was today, but she still could not imagine it to the extreme.

Just as the two were reminiscing, two figures ignored the rules of the Ascension Platform and fell directly from the sky. When the registered monks and disciples who were guiding the disciples nearby saw the two, they immediately saluted with fists, addressing them in a mess. The disciples of Qianmu Temple called him "Ancestor", while monks from other sects called him "Lord of the Lake", some called him "fellow Taoist", and some even called him "Senior".

The name 'Lord of the Lake' was given by Hu Qianqian, and it was called by the demon tribe in Baishui Lake, so the two people who came were Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling. After they landed, they quickly locked onto the breath of Xia Yao and Feng Miao.

Feng Miao recognized Hu Qianqian when she appeared. She felt the rich vitality in Hu Qianqian and couldn't help feeling jealous. This was because she had fought many demons and monsters when she first started practicing Taoism, and she had a natural aversion to demons. Hu Qianqian's previous cultivation was almost the same as hers, but now there was a world of difference between them.

However, when Hu Qianqian looked over, she subconsciously hid her jealousy and then stood up involuntarily.

"Meet Taoist Priest Xia Yao and Taoist Priest Feng Miao."

Xuan Ling and Hu Qianqian walked over and saluted.

Feng Miao had not received so much attention for a long time, and this feeling made her a little uncomfortable. However, as a cultivator who had practiced for hundreds of years, she quickly adjusted her state and responded as quickly as possible: "I dare not trouble you two."

Xia Yao was much more casual. He just stretched out his left hand to return a Taoist one-handed salute.

"When the eldest sister learned that you were the two Taoist priests, she specially ordered the two of us to come and greet you. Taoist priests, please come in!"

Xuan Ling turned sideways and made an inviting gesture, then soared into the sky.

Xia Yao and Feng Miao naturally followed the host's wishes. When they passed the mountain gate of Qianmu Temple and saw the towering mountains behind, they felt incredible again.

"Such beautiful mountains and rivers can be ranked among the top three in Zhongzhou Continent!"

Xia Yao praised.

Feng Miao remained silent.

Hu Qianqian smiled and responded, "In order to build the Qianmu Peaks, Master summoned all the Dikumen monks from the three realms in the south, and the monks from Linshui Mansion and fellow Taoists from the Vajra Temple helped with the layout, which is why we have the beautiful mountains and rivers now!"

"Everything in the past seems to have happened just yesterday. Back then, I had mastered my Qi training and met Lord Changqing for the first time when I went out for training. At that time, we had to summon the palace soldiers to deal with a few little monsters, hehe~"

Xia Yao chuckled at the end of his speech, and his sense of humanity became unusually full.

Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling kept smiling. They had no way to respond to this. Fortunately, they passed through the outer sect disciples' training area and entered the inner sect from between the two mountains. (End of this chapter)