There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The square in front of Qianmu Temple.

The deans of each academy and dozens of guiding disciples stood on both sides of the steps in the front hall. Liu Shuang, who was at the front, stood in the center of the square, quietly waiting for the arrival of guests.

Xia Yao and Feng Miao, under the guidance of the disciples outside, landed on a small ascending platform around the square, and then, led by Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling, climbed onto the square.

From a distance, Liu Shuang saluted silently with his fists clasped, and Xia Yao and Feng Miao returned the salute immediately.

After approaching, Xia Yao and Feng Miao faced the grand welcoming ceremony of Qianmu Temple and performed the Taoist fist-holding salute very solemnly. Then they followed Liu Shuang into the front hall and burned incense for the ancestor worshipped by Qianmu Temple.

Finally, Liu Shuang led the two into a reception room on the right.

At this time, Xia Yao had completely believed that Qianmu Temple could indeed be compared with the Zhenyang Sect during the Xia Dynasty. Moreover, Qianmu Temple was different from the Zhenyang Sect in that they were completely separated from the secular world, and everyone in the sect was a cultivator.

"I haven't been to the south for hundreds of years. A few months ago, I heard that your sect was going to hold a Dharma Assembly next month. Thinking of my fate with your sect, I came here uninvited. I hope Dean Liu will not blame me!"

After Xia Yao sat down, he immediately stated his purpose.

Liu Shuang maintained his proper smile, looked at the disciple who brought the tea, and responded, "It was my negligence that I didn't consider you. I should have sent you the invitation as soon as possible. Speaking of which, the Dharma Assembly we held has some connection with you."

"Oh?"

Xia Yao bowed to the disciple from Qianmu Temple who brought him tea. Although she immediately thought of what Liu Shuang meant by "origin", she still cooperated with him and showed a puzzled expression.

Liu Shuang picked up the teacup and explained while sifting the tea: "This ceremony is to celebrate my junior brother's advancement to the third realm, and my junior brother and the senior have a blood relationship."

"But Wen Yi?"

"It's him!"

Xia Yao had an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Time flies, it's gone in the blink of an eye... It's been more than five hundred years. Back then, I coveted the artifact and was afraid that the bloodline of the Xia royal family would be cut off, so I advised Emperor Yuanding to send a prince to Qianmu Temple. At that time, I also took a special look at Wen Yi. He was still a child when he left, but I didn't expect that he has now cultivated to the third realm."

Liu Shuang took a sip of hot tea, put down the cup and said, "So Wen Yi should come to see you." She turned to look at Xuan Ling and Hu Qianqian, and finally said to Xuan Ling, "Call your senior brother. He should come to see the elders when they come to visit."

"Yes!"

Xuan Ling stood up, bowed politely, and then walked out of the reception room quickly. As soon as he pushed the door open, he heard someone shouting, "Master Uncle!"

This man has a straight nose and deep eye sockets. He is Zhao Mingming, the disciple accepted by Zhao Yuer in Xizhou. After he established his foundation, he re-cultivated the secret method and followed Xuan Ling to practice the "Tai Yan Talisman". He successfully entered the country when his life was about to end more than ten years ago.

"When did you come back?"

A hint of emotion flashed across Xuan Ling's cold face.

Zhao Mingming replied, "I just came back and was about to go to the Yushan Dojo to pay respect to my uncle-master. The disciples in the front hall told me that my uncle-master was here, so I rushed over."

Xuan Ling nodded, and then instructed: "Don't run around these few days, just stay in the front hall and listen to your master's instructions."

"Yes!"

When Zhao Mingming answered, Xuan Ling turned into a stream of light and flew towards Qianmu Mountain.

Qianmu Mountain is very large. In addition to Mount Everest, there are more than a dozen affiliated peaks that guard the surrounding area of ​​Qianmu Mountain. The dojo of Wang Ping’s disciples are built on these peaks.

Xia Wenyi's dojo is located on a peak south of Qianmu Mountain. At this moment, the mountain is full of pavilions and towers under construction, and there is also a palace with a newly built dragon frame on the top of the mountain.

It can be seen that Xia Wenyi, who had just been successfully promoted, had many plans for his dojo. Unlike other disciples of Qianmu Temple, he had a special liking for magnificent palaces, which was similar to the preference of the monks of Yuqing Sect, but he should have been influenced by his life in the palace when he was a child.

Everyone has a special fondness for his childhood, even if he is a great monk who has practiced for hundreds or thousands of years.

Xia Wenyi was currently in a pavilion at the top of the mountain, looking at the busy construction site in front of him with great satisfaction. Beside him was a young Taoist boy who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. This was his new disciple from the Xia family who had migrated to Zhonghui City, named Xia Qin.

She is a little girl with extremely great talent. As for Xia Yang, the disciple Xia Wenyi accepted in a hurry, she knew that she could not be promoted to the second level, so she returned to her family early to train her offspring.

Xia Yang's method of cultivating offspring was simple and crude. He first used the Shangdan Sect's monks to improve the upper limit of the bones of some of his family members, and then passed on his bloodline, multiplying from generation to generation. After nearly a hundred years of cultivation and consuming the wealth accumulated by the entire family, he finally cultivated such a good seedling.

The little girl held "Commentaries on Heaven and Man" in her hand, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, and from time to time she used her little hands to grab a tuft of hair on her forehead, looking extremely painful.

When Xuan Ling's breath appeared, Xia Wenyi took two steps forward and walked to the edge of the pavilion. Just at this time, Xuan Ling's figure fell in front of the pavilion.

"Junior brother, you are a rare visitor. I heard that you encountered some troubles during the migration?"

Xia Wenyi asked with a smile, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Xuan Ling first politely bowed and greeted Xia Wenyi, then answered Xia Wenyi's question before explaining why he came. "Senior Xia Yao from Yunhai Grassland is in the front hall. Senior Sister asked me to call you over to meet her."

Xia Wenyi was startled and whispered, "Grandma?"

Then he looked at Xia Qin beside him and said, "I should go and see her." He stroked Xia Qin's head gently and said, "I will be away for a while. Study hard and I will test you when I come back."

"Yes, Master!"

Xia Qin had a bitter face. "Annotations on Heaven and Man" was like a heavenly book to a little girl of eleven or twelve years old. If she had not been born smarter than ordinary children and had not been enlightened earlier, she would not have been able to even read it.

Xia Wenyi smiled and patted his apprentice's shoulder gently as encouragement, then he and Xuan Ling turned into a stream of light and flew towards the front hall. Xia Qin in the pavilion stretched her neck and looked at the two people soaring in the sky, her eyes full of longing, but when she looked down and read every paragraph of "Annotations on Heaven and Man", she felt overwhelmed.

Front hall.

When Xuan Ling and Xia Wenyi landed on the steps in front of the palace, some people immediately came over to greet them. They were the third-level cultivators who had just completed registration at the Ascension Platform. Most of them had followed Xuan Ling to escort the Southeast Taiyan cultivators.

After a round of greetings, Xia Wenyi received many congratulations from people, who were so happy that their faces almost broke in front of him. When he walked to the reception room and opened the door, he immediately heard a burst of laughter, and then he saw the familiar yet strange figure. For a long time, Xia Wenyi was full of hatred towards Xia Yao. He believed that it was Xia Yao who had ambitions that should not have been born, which led to the deaths of tens of millions of people in the world, the destruction of Shangjing City under her ambition, and the division of the clan because of her.

As time went by, he realized that even if Xia Yao didn't do this, someone else would do it, but he still couldn't let it go. As time went by, resentment even arose in his heart.

Now that he saw Xia Yao, the resentment in his heart suddenly dissipated for some reason. This might be because he had no resentment at all, but he just couldn't get over the fact that the world suffered because of Xia Yao.

"I've met Senior Sister!"

Xia Wenyi saluted Liu Shuang first, then looked at Xia Yao, and after a few breaths, he saluted and said, "Greetings, Grandma."

Xia Yao could sense Xia Wenyi's resentment towards her, so she could only smile bitterly in her heart, "Well, you have lived up to your father's expectations, and now you have become a successful person."

After the awkward conversation between the two, it became really awkward. They stood opposite each other but had nothing to say, or they had something to say but couldn't say more because of the presence of outsiders.

"Junior brother, please chat with Senior Xia Yao for a while."

After a few moments of silence, Liu Shuang stood up, and the others also stood up subconsciously. She greeted Xia Wenyi first, then clasped her fists towards Xia Yao and said, "I still have some things to deal with in the front hall, please bear with me, senior."

After she said that, she asked Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling to leave. Feng Miao smartly followed Liu Shuang's steps.

The four of them walked out of the reception room, and Feng Miao, who followed them last, closed the door. Then Hu Qianqian said, "Junior Brother Wenyi has always had a knot in his heart. I hope this time he can resolve the knot in his heart."

Liu Shuang said softly: "Master once said that when the great way is abandoned, there will be benevolence and righteousness; when wisdom emerges, there will be great hypocrisy."

Hearing this, Xuan Ling couldn't help but nod and said, "Human nature is just like that."

Liu Shuang walked for a distance, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Feng Miao and said, "Senior, if you have something to say, please just say it." Her attitude was polite, but her words were not polite.

"I want to meet Lord Changqing!"

"Master is in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't be out for a short time. In your current state, you may not be able to wait. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Liu Shuang explained with a smile.

Feng Miao felt a little uncomfortable being looked at. After two breaths of silence, he said with a stiff upper lip: "I need a promotion quota. For this, I can give everything."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shuang looked at Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling understood and said, "The True Yang Sect has a few places in Fuming Prefecture. Although our chances of getting one are very small, we can give it a try."

Liu Shuang nodded and looked at Hu Qianqian, smiling, "Please trouble Junior Sister to take Senior Feng Miao to the Zhenyang Sect's headquarters to ask him about this."

"it is good!"

Hu Qianqian accepted the task, looked at Feng Miao and invited him, "Senior, please follow me!"

Feng Miao felt a little embarrassed after she stated her purpose, because in her mind, what she wanted was very precious, but the reactions of Liu Shuang and others made her feel that this quota was worthless, as if it was already sold out on the street.

She even wanted to repeat her purpose in case Liu Shuang got it wrong, but in the end she didn't have the courage to do so. After clasping her fists to thank Liu Shuang, she followed Hu Qianqian into the sky.

Xuan Ling looked at Feng Miao who disappeared into the sky and said, "Senior Sister, are you so blatantly planting people in the Zhenyang Sect?"

"How many people has the True Yang Sect planted among the monks in the southeastern sea area?" Liu Shuang said as she walked towards her office area: "Other people's promises in this world are empty. Only what you hold in your hands is reliable. Senior Feng Miao has nowhere else to go and is the best ally."

Xuan Ling added: "Senior Sister asked Senior Sister Qianqian to go and ask so seriously, is it also to make the disciples of Zhenyang Sect not trust her?"

"I have to consider the interests of Qianmuguan!"

Liu Shuang walked to the main hall gate. The monks and Qianmu Temple disciples gathered there saluted her from a distance. She ignored them and turned to look in the direction of Qianmu Mountain. She said, "I hope Master won't be in seclusion for too long this time. The situation in the world has changed a lot recently. There was news from Wolong Mountain last month that Senior Zhigong will come out of seclusion in the next few years. Also, the Zhongzhou artifact seems to be unstable."

Mountain top ashram.

The ancient gate of the Taoist temple has been closed for more than ten years, but the disciples guarding on both sides of the gate dare not neglect it for a moment. The untrimmed spiritual trees and herbs in the Taoist temple have completely covered the stone path in the courtyard, and the pavilion on the side is also full of spiritual herbs. Only two puppets in the courtyard are still taking care of the flowers and keeping the house according to basic memory.

A cave under the dojo.

A wood spirit vein emitting a turquoise glow spreads along the cave wall. This vein has grown to cover every inch of the cave.

Above the cloud bed in the center of the cave, a gentle white light made the darkness nowhere to hide. Wang Ping, who was on the cloud bed, was holding a Buddhist book and reading it carefully, his eyes occasionally looking towards the widening underground river in front of him.

The river has a gravel embankment with water and wood magic arrays carved on its surface. The array is connected to the core of the Nine Extremes Great Array, which gathers nearly 10% of the spiritual energy of the southern cultivation world into the dark river, which is then converted into water spirit energy by the magic array arranged in the dark river.

The gathering of such rich spiritual energy made the spiritual energy above the dark river observable with the naked eye. If an ordinary cultivator absorbed such rich spiritual energy, the spiritual veins in his body would go out of control in a short while.

At this moment, Yu Lian was lying in the dark river. The runes on the surface of her scales formed countless tiny spirit gathering arrays, greedily absorbing the water spirit energy gathered in the dark river.

Yu Lian has been in her current state for more than ten years. The inner elixir in her body is like a bottomless pit. It absorbs spiritual energy while feeding back into her spiritual veins, causing her body to double in size in the past ten years. Now her body may be close to a hundred feet long.

"Wow~"

The sound of rolling waves echoed in the cave. It was Yu Lian's tail that was restless again. Then her huge body swayed in the dark river, stirring up waves, which were blocked by the barrier on the river bank.

Wang Ping put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and when Yu Lian's huge body swam downstream of the dark river, he released his own spiritual consciousness to connect with Yu Lian's soul. At this moment, Yu Lian was in a very happy mood, and when she sensed Wang Ping's soul, she became even happier. She tried to express some ideas to Wang Ping, but she couldn't express them clearly.

Yu Lian's current state is like the ignorance of a newborn, or it could be said that most of her self-consciousness is dormant, but she deliberately leaves a little independent self-consciousness while dormant, just to communicate with Wang Ping.

After Wang Ping had a brief conversation with this consciousness, she calmed down and swam back to the core area of ​​the gathering spirit formation. Then Wang Ping continued to communicate with her patiently. After a long while, her consciousness gradually became tired and finally fell silent. (End of this chapter)