There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Hongze was wearing a loose blue Taoist robe. His expression was the same as before. He always maintained a shrewd attitude, as if telling others not to try to take advantage of him.

While he was bowing, Yu Lian returned from Shen Xiaozhu's dojo, landed on Wang Ping's shoulder, and looked curiously at Hong Ze in his wide robe.

"Just get straight to the point."

Wang Ping didn't want to be polite to Hongze, nor was there any need to be polite to him.

Hong Ze naturally did not dare to neglect it after hearing this. He bowed his head and said, "My master and I have a special communication channel. I have been burning incense and praying for many years. Finally, I received news from my master in mid-October last year."

"My master told me that he has a way to escape the seal of the deep pool, but he needs the Lord of the Mansion to conceal some secrets for him, or do something to disrupt the secrets, so as to interfere with the investigation of the Third Prince."

After listening, Wang Ping asked, "That's it?"

"That's all we need for now. We may need to trouble you in the future. My master has promised that as long as we can escape this time, he will go through fire and water for you!"

"There's no need to be so distant. Daoist Fellow Ao Hong and I are just friends!"

Wang Ping responded with a slight smile.

Then he waved his hand and said, "You can go down."

Hongze clasped his fists and bowed again before respectfully leaving the mountaintop dojo.

"Can that dragon really escape?"

Yu Lian was a little skeptical.

Wang Ping said nonchalantly, "It's just a small favor, and it's worth it to see the internal fight between the two princes of Linshui Mansion."

He entered into a state of meditation while speaking.

Helping Shen Xiaozhu to clean up the unfinished "Tian Tong Fu" had consumed a lot of his energy. Before helping Hongze to shield the secrets of heaven, he needed to use the wood spirit energy stored in the Nine Extremes Great Array to recover.

A month later.

Wang Ping, who had almost recovered, opened his eyes. The first thing he did was to check the situation in Shangjing City through the "Dongtian Mirror". The ministers who had been imprisoned before had all been executed three days ago. The three clans of two ministers of the State Council were exterminated, and the rest had their entire families executed.

This cast a shadow over the prosperous Shangjing City. Many officials were so scared that they wrote their resignations overnight but did not dare to submit them. Merchants passing by did not dare to enter Shangjing City at this time, for fear of being affected by the political struggles in Shangjing City.

The turmoil in the capital city led to varying degrees of rebellion in some of the better counties. Although the scale was not large, it made the court lose all its face. The idea of ​​​​changing dynasties also sprouted in the minds of some knowledgeable people.

Wang Ping didn't care about these things at all. After he had a grasp of the world situation, he used the request made by Ao Hong as the basis and used the Qiyun magic array to deduce.

Just as he imagined, there were thousands of pictures in a moment, and behind each picture were thousands of possibilities.

Wang Ping does not have the ability to control time. It will take at least decades to fully read these contents. Decades of time will give rise to more possibilities. In this way, the scenes he wants to peek into will be endless. So theoretically speaking, Wang Ping can only peek at the surface of the results of the deduction.

Wang Ping observed Ao Hong's figure among these furs, which was enough to support his next action.

Wang Ping put away the luck formation and looked at Yu Lian who had just returned from Shen Xiaozhu's dojo. After thinking for a while, he first sacrificed the "Heaven-Covering Talisman" and recorded what happened this time on it.

"If the world is in chaos, combined with my 'Heaven-Covering Talisman', it should be enough to paralyze Ao Bing!" Wang Ping said this while looking at Yu Lian.

Yu Lian stabbed her tongue and said lazily, "You make your own decision."

Wang Ping nodded, fixed a magic seal with his left hand, and suddenly bursts of golden light rose from under his feet, forming a vast map of Zhongzhou. He looked at the believers on the map and fell into deep thought. Yu Lian saw the coming of the kingdom of God and immediately landed on Wang Ping's shoulder, connecting with Wang Ping's soul and listening to the believers' thoughts.

According to Wang Ping's idea, since Linshui Prefecture has taken actions on Qingpu Road and Pingzhou Road, he can completely cooperate with them to stage a drama to disrupt the fortune of Zhongzhou. In the end, if anything happens, Linshui Prefecture will also take the blame.

Such an operation can not only conceal Ao Hong's secret, but also increase the integration progress of his "Heaven-Covering Talisman" and make Ao Bing take the blame.

So, where should we start?

Just as Wang Ping was thinking about this question, his spiritual consciousness, which covered almost half of the Central Plains continent, suddenly sensed unusual movements in the northern land.

It's an earthquake!
The earthquake that should have occurred after the drought more than ten years ago did not break out until now because of human intervention in Linshui Prefecture.

The source of the earthquake was Beilin County, north of Qingpu Road. At the beginning, it overturned a mountain five kilometers south of the county seat, causing the nearby river channel to shift hundreds of feet. The county wall collapsed first, and as the river water poured into the county seat, countless houses were reduced to ruins one after another.

Afterwards, the entire Qingpu Road and the Nong River in the south slowly shifted, and the aftershocks even affected Shangjing City and Pingzhou Road. However, hundreds of thousands of people died in just half an hour.

But this is just the beginning. There will be aftershocks. Aftershocks are just minor matters. The biggest problem is the livelihoods of tens of millions of people affected by the disaster.

After the earthquake, Ao Bing and Rong Yang were the first to appear above Qingpu Road. They just looked at each other and then left.

Wang Ping kept a wait-and-see attitude this time, and used the puppet of Qingpu Road to investigate whether the earthquake was caused by human factors. The answer he got was affirmative. Then he did not hesitate to use the "Heaven-Covering Talisman" to cover up the secrets of Huixin Island, and used the "Heaven-Connecting Talisman" to disrupt part of the luck of Qingpu Road.

Finally, he called Zi Luan, who was about to go to Qingpu Road secretly.

Zi Luan was still the same as before, except that he was a little reserved when he saw Wang Ping, even more reserved than when he saw Xiao Shan Fu Jun.

As the winner, Wang Ping was generous and personally made tea for Ziluan, but Ziluan only dared to take a sip and did not dare to taste it at any time as he did in the past.

"How is the Six Heart Sect doing now?" Wang Ping did not talk about the business right away, because he found that getting along with Zi Luan made him feel very comfortable with his humanity, which was more comfortable than when he was in charge of Zhongzhou.

Zi Luan on the opposite side had a completely different feeling. He felt very uneasy every moment he sat in front of Wang Ping, but he had to act relaxed. Even his spiritual consciousness had to relax, because Yu Lian on the branch of the old locust tree next to him was looking at him seriously.

"In reply to the Lord, we are now called the Six Hearts Observation, and our disciples are practicing quite diligently. There are four monks in the third realm of the side sect, more than ten Tai Yan monks in the second realm, and three Tai Yan monks who are currently seeking to reach the third realm." Zi Luan responded quickly, trying his best to keep a smiling expression.

Wang Ping nodded. "Do they have a high chance of being promoted?"

"It's not big, but there is a chance. The Lord of the Mansion should know that Taiyan cultivators need to be completely compatible with the Sophora japonica tree spirit to advance to the third realm. They must ensure that the Sophora japonica tree spirit in the spirit vein is absolutely calm when drawing the 'Heavenly Talisman'. Otherwise, when we draw the 'Heavenly Talisman' to block our own humanity, the spirit vein consciousness will revive."

Wang Ping nodded again. The most difficult step for an ordinary Taiyan cultivator to advance is to maintain the balance of the spiritual vein consciousness in the body during the advancement. On the basis of this balance, the balance between humanity and rationality must also be maintained. Only in this way will there be a chance to advance to the third realm.

"Are there still no Three Realms Taiyan monks who are scattered in other places willing to return?" Wang Ping asked about this matter. Xuan Ling was the main organizer of this matter, and Zi Luan was just an assistant. "To answer your question, most of them are old predecessors from the monster war. Many of them have been in seclusion, silently waiting for their fate, and some have turned into true spirits. Based on the basic data obtained over the years, we have done a simple statistics, and most of the Three Realms Taiyan monks have turned into true spirits."

When talking about this matter, Zi Luan was obviously interested, and his tone was full of emotion. "I personally suggest setting traps in outer space to capture them, otherwise the number of Taiyan cultivators in the third realm will continue to decrease."

Wang Ping agreed without much hesitation. "Go discuss this with Liu Shuang. Just tell me what supplies you need. Also, we have a secret passage to outer space that you can use at any time."

"Yes!"

Zi Luan showed sufficient calmness and caution in response to Wang Ping, perhaps because he knew that Wang Ping liked cautious and calm people.

After discussing this matter, there was a brief silence between the two.

This doubled the pressure on Zi Luan, and he couldn't help but look at Yu Lian on the branch. Seeing that Yu Lian was still observing him casually, he had to suppress the emotions that shouldn't have appeared in his consciousness.

"Do you think now is the time to re-establish the Taiyan Sect?"

Wang Ping asked this question after a brief silence. Logically speaking, with the current situation and the nods of the True Lords, he would most likely not encounter any obstacles in re-establishing the Taiyan Sect.

However, the Taiyan Sect is being re-established now, and no one knows who to appoint as the founder of the main hall. Huishan Zhenjun is definitely not an option, as this will help him seize Xiaoshan Fujun's consciousness. If Xiaoshan Fujun is appointed, it would not be appropriate to raise his title to Zhenjun.

Therefore, this question has been lingering in his mind for the past hundred years, but he has never made up his mind.

"This matter should be decided by the Lord. I have never considered it!" When Zi Luan heard Wang Ping's question, he immediately stood up and saluted.

Looking at Zi Luan's appearance, Wang Ping shook his head helplessly and chuckled. After two breaths of silence, he talked about the main purpose of summoning Zi Luan this time, "The only thing you have to do when you go to Qingpu Road is to cooperate with Linshui Mansion to play the prelude to the chaos in the world. Que Cai will help you in secret. Remember, let the Zhenyang Sect take the lead in everything, and we will just take care of the planning."

Zi Luan showed just the right amount of surprise on his face, and asked, "How much authority do I have?"

Wang Ping replied: "You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't shake the rule of Datong Hou State for the time being. The internal affairs disciples of Qianmu Temple will cooperate with your actions."

This answer made Zi Luan's smile deepen, and then he tactfully said goodbye.

After Ziluan left, Wang Ping asked the disciples outside the Taoist temple to come in, set up an altar in front of the old locust tree, and prayed to Yuanwu Zhenjun in a sacrificial manner.

As night fell, True Lord Yuanwu finally responded.

Wang Ping stood respectfully in front of the altar and bowed, saying, "I would like to ask if it is time for Zhongzhou to replace the divine weapon!"

The illusory figure of Yuanwu Zhenjun appeared beside Wang Ping and responded coldly: "The fortune of the Datong Dynasty has declined. The change of dynasties is the general trend. As long as everything you do is in line with the general trend, no one will embarrass you. Also, don't think about things that you shouldn't think about."

"Yes!"

While Wang Ping agreed, he also asked, "Is it time to re-establish the Taiyan Sect?"

Yuan Wu Zhenjun was silent for more than ten breaths this time before responding, "Are you asking if we can set up a ancestral incense offering for Xiao Shan Fujun after we re-establish Tai Yan Sect?"

"No one is more wise than the True Lord!"

Wang Ping lowered his head.

The illusory figure of Yuanwu Zhenjun looked towards Wang Ping. The rain lotus on the branch hid behind the lush locust flowers in fear, but its pair of vertical pupils stared at the illusory figure motionlessly, showing an expression of waiting for an opportunity to act.

"Now is not the time yet. You need to be patient enough."

Yuan Wu Zhenjun's cold voice sounded again: "You have been practicing for less than a thousand years. Compared with most practitioners, you have plenty of time."

He disappeared after he said this.

Wang Ping let out a long sigh and looked up at the altar in front of him. Yu Lian flew down like a cloud and swallowed the fresh fruit offerings on the altar in one gulp. Then he twitched his nose and sniffed the sheep's head and the cow's head, and a look of disgust immediately appeared in his eyes.

"What do you mean by those words just now?"

Yulian asked.

Before she met Yuanwu Zhenjun, she admired him very much, because in almost all the vernacular stories she had read, Yuanwu Zhenjun was upright and deeply loved by the people. After a long period of influence, she naturally worshipped Yuanwu Zhenjun like an ordinary believer.

But after seeing the real person, she felt the real Yuanwu Zhenjun, and the admiration in her heart disappeared without a trace.

"literal meaning!"

After Wang Ping answered Yu Lian, he ordered people to move the golden statue of Yuanwu Zhenjun on the altar, and the remaining altar was shattered by the surging wood spirit energy.

Yu Lian looked at the smashed altar and asked, "Aren't you going to unite with Zhi Gong and Rong Yang this time?"

Wang Ping summoned the Cave Mirror and shook his head, saying, "The three of us together will be too conspicuous. The last time we played chess, perhaps it was because we acted too aggressively that Ao Bing felt threatened. This time, we must show the enemy our weakness and then kill him with one strike!"

"is it?"

Yu Lian showed enough interest, and as Wang Ping's soul consciousness probed into the 'Dongtian Mirror', it connected to the puppet that Wang Ping placed on Qingpu Road.

It’s still that Sun Qiang!

More than ten years later, Sun Qiang followed Yuan Qin's request for amnesty and was awarded the title of "county man". He commanded a battalion of private soldiers in the three prefectures of Yong'an and was considered the most powerful general under the command of the Marquis of Yong'an.

After the Qingpu Road earthquake, he immediately brought his two adopted sons into the military camp. Tonight, he drank and ate meat with his generals as usual. The earthquake did not seem to have any impact on his life.

After drinking until the middle of the night, when the excitement died down, he went to sleep in his own military tent. He didn't know how much time had passed when he was suddenly awakened by a cool breeze. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Qin, who was wearing a lavender brocade robe.

"Master Hou?"

Sun Qiang subconsciously stood up, bowed, and left the main seat.

Yuan Qin was very satisfied with Sun Qiang's performance. He took the main seat and said, "I would like to borrow your tent today to discuss some important matters with some friends. Do you mind?" (End of this chapter)