There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of speaking, Ao Hong continued with the questions he had raised just now after they had exchanged three moves in a row, saying, "I am no longer interested in the affairs of the Yuqing Sect. If you are interested, I can help you."

He looked at Wang Ping when he said this.

Wang Ping was playing with the chess piece in his hand. He met Ao Hong's gaze and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Taoist friend."

He had no intention of exploring this issue in depth, because at the moment he was completely in the dark. The only clue he could use was Taoist Huai Mo, and there had been no news of Taoist Huai Mo in these years.

"You're welcome. After all, you saved my life." Ao Hong waved his hand and continued the previous topic: "The Four Realms Promotion Ceremony on the 'First Day' made such a big fuss that most of Zhongzhou paid for it. Do you have any specific information about them?"

Wang Ping thought for a moment and responded, "I only know that they built a large magic array in Beizhou, which created fire spirits that Beizhou could not bear, so they had to transfer the fire spirits to the north of Zhongzhou. We originally planned to use a water spirit magic array to neutralize the fire spirits, but the rebellion in the north damaged most of the water spirit magic array, causing drought in a large area. I'm afraid a new round of unrest is about to come."

Ao Hong put down the chess piece in his hand and waited for Wang Ping to make his move while he said, "So the issue of the 'first day' can be considered the same as the replacement of Zhongzhou's divine artifacts. Can you find out from Rong Yang what the Zhenyang Sect is going to do this time?"

Wang Ping made a move and said, "I don't know, but if they want my help, they will tell me!"

Ao Hong looked at the chessboard and nodded, "That's right, we don't need to worry too much about this matter, the one who should worry is Rong Yang..." He raised his head and looked at Wang Ping, "What do you think of the four-level earth vein quota that the True Lords promised to give you?"

Wang Ping corrected him softly, "That is not the quota promised to me by the True Lords. They just want to use me to try to push out a fourth-level earth vein cultivator to stabilize the earth spirit."

"No matter what, it's your chance!"

Wang Ping did not continue this topic. He signaled Ao Hong to make his move quickly.

Ao Hong lowered his head and looked at the chessboard.

The two fell silent again, concentrating on the game on the chessboard.

When the sky was completely dark, Yu Lian descended from the sky, picked up the teacup she had just been holding, and patted the puppet's hand with her tail. While the puppet was pouring tea for her, she communicated with Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "Xiao Zhu is in good condition. Her two registered disciples have already started marrow cleansing. They both improved their physique once before the marrow cleansing. It seems that there is hope for them to enter the country."

Without waiting for Wang Ping's reaction, she continued in the spiritual sea: "Hu Qianqian's disciples successfully condensed the fake pill three days ago. When I went there just now, they were still celebrating. It's just that the grilled fish was too bad. It's not as delicious as the one grilled by the Qianmu Temple disciples."

"Did you give a gift?"

"Do you want to give me another gift?"

"Of course, as an elder, shouldn't you show your appreciation for the improvement of the younger generation's cultivation? Tomorrow, have Xiaozhu's disciples take us to deliver a gift."

"Is that so?"

Hu Qianqian is sometimes so cautious. When her disciple was promoted, she should have informed other fellow disciples to celebrate together, but she only gathered with her fellow disciples in her own dojo.

She was probably afraid that someone would gossip about her, so human hearts are sometimes very strange. Even a demon as insightful as Hu Qianqian would worry about it.

An hour later.

When the game reached its end, Wang Ping and Ao Hong both stopped tacitly.

The two of them had been playing this game of chess for a long time, but now they didn't want to decide the winner.

"I have one thing to do right now, and that is to deal with my third brother, so I plan to hide first and help you deal with his plans in Zhongzhou, and then give him a surprise."

Ao Hong put down the chess piece in his hand, picked up the steaming teacup beside him and said.

He repeated this incident several times.

"Okay, the people originally in charge of this matter are Ziluan and Quecai. You can go find them directly and let them inspect the place openly as usual."

"I know them. They are two capable people. With them in front, I will make sure that the third brother loses all his money this time."

When Ao Hong said this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and said: "If there is a chance to kill the third brother, you must tell me, I will do it, and you don't have to bear any consequences!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping picked up the teacup and took a sip without responding to his words.

Seeing this, Ao Hong laughed and changed the subject. He looked around and said, "Where are you going to put me?"

Wang Ping smiled and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"The place where you placed the spirit snake is good. I will stay there to hide my aura and help you improve the environment of the waterway over there."

"Sure!" The one who answered Ao Hong was Yu Lian, who was now the queen of the spirit snake clan, "Come with me!"

After saying that, she took off into the sky.

Ao Hong stood up and bowed to Wang Ping, saying, "I still owe you a favor..." He looked down at himself, "I need a lot of energy crystals to recover."

"I'll let my disciples arrange it."

"Thank you!"

Ao Hong bowed again, then followed Yu Lian and flew towards Sanhe Prefecture.

Wang Ping lowered his head and continued to play chess alone. The puppet next to him silently collected the guest's teacup and washed it with boiling water nearby.

When the game was over, Yu Lian came back and looked at Wang Ping who was still playing chess. She asked, "Did you lose?"

"Well, I lost one point!"

"Is that dragon so powerful? Why don't I feel anything?"

"hehe."

Wang Ping stood up and walked towards the pavilion, leaning against its pillar, and unconsciously played with a metal ball in his hand. Soon he closed his eyes and dozed off, while Yu Lian lay on the beam next to him and slept.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning.

Wang Ping asked the disciple outside the door to bring in a breakfast. When he was about to enjoy it, Liu Shuang landed next to the old locust tree. He hurriedly ordered the disciple outside to prepare another breakfast.

The master and the disciple were talking about something while eating. It was the drought in the north that caused instability in many places. Some people who fled to the south became bandits because of livelihood problems, causing rebellions in some places.

Wang Ping didn't want to get involved in these things at all. He just asked Liu Shuang to pay attention to the stability of the cultivation world, as long as there was no major chaos, and then observe whether there were any noble families that could take charge of the divine weapon.

Liu Shuang came this time to get an attitude. After getting Wang Ping's ideas, she had a general direction for her work.

After breakfast, Liu Shuang left in a hurry.

"Are you really going to let the world fall into chaos?" Yu Lian asked curiously. "If I take action, the world will become even more chaotic."

"Why?"

"People's hearts are like this. If I take any action in my current position, no matter what I do, it will be magnified infinitely. Moreover, my opponents will also study it and lead to their downfall. That will be a real disaster for the people."

Yu Lian tilted her head and thought for a moment before responding, "Is this what you call inaction?"

Wang Ping shook his head. "No, inaction is a principle, a philosophy. To achieve inaction, one needs to act, and to act, one needs to have the idea of ​​inaction."

"What is this?"

"I just don't care, it's nothing!"

"... "

Wang Ping looked at Yu Lian's thoughtful expression, laughed out loud, reached out to touch Yu Lian's head, then flew up and landed on the roof of the pavilion, lying on the beam.

Yu Lian followed Wang Ping and flew to the roof.

Wang Ping looked at the morning misty sky and continued, "Everything we do now is to maintain our practice. Doing too much other things will waste my energy. I might as well lie here and bask in the sun. We have practiced hard for hundreds and thousands of years, isn't it just for the sake of transcendence?"

Yu Lian landed on Wang Ping's chest, looked up at Wang Ping and said, "Is it so easy to transcend? I guess none of you True Lords can transcend, right?"

"That is a goal. If there is no such goal, one third of the cultivators in the world would probably go crazy."

"But the number of monks who can achieve this goal is probably only one in ten million."

“So many people give up on qigong training.”

Wang Ping took out a metal ball to play with.

At this time, sunlight fell from the clouds. Yu Lian looked up at the sky, then soared into the clouds and flew towards Shen Xiaozhu's dojo. Soon, she transformed into her original form and flew towards Sanhe Prefecture.

...

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, several years passed and it was the end of the 321st year of the Daogong calendar.

Qianmu Temple has not changed at all in the past few years, and there are still a constant stream of monks coming and going every day.

This year's routine competition among disciples from various sects was held at Qianmu Temple. This made Liu Shuang busy since the beginning of autumn, because more than 300 sects sent disciples this time, and these sects were not only from the southern cultivation world, but also from the northwest, northeast, and Liangjiang regions.

In order to successfully complete this competition, Liu Shuang called all her fellow junior brothers and sisters and their disciples back to the temple and handed over all the internal affairs to them. She herself needed to stay in the main hall because there were leaders of other sects coming over to burn incense and pray almost every moment.

As the day of the competition was approaching, the number of masters who went to the front hall to burn incense decreased, and Liu Shuang finally had some free time to chat with his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

"The drought in the north has become increasingly severe in recent years. Hasn't the three-chair meeting come up with a feasible plan?"

During the chat, Xia Wenyi talked about the drought in the north.

The place where they were chatting was in the lounge in the side hall. Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling were also there, and Yang Rong was serving tea and water. Shen Xiaozhu had to be in charge of the competition, so he did not appear here.

Liu Shuang sat in the main seat in the lounge. While she invited her apprentice to sit down, she responded to Xia Wenyi's words: "Originally, we planned to build water spirit arrays in various places, but the north has been in war in recent years. The arrays would be damaged soon after they were set up, and later the Dao Palace was too lazy to take care of them."

"Just drag it on like this?"

Xia Wenyi picked up the teacup next to him and put it down again.

Liu Shuang smiled and said, "The Three-Section Council can only handle a few things when it is first established. Now it can only maintain order. The nine of us sent hundreds of Seven-Section Qigong practitioners to the north to help the people maintain basic harvests. As for the rest, we are powerless."

Xia Wenyi shook his head: "There are tens of thousands of seventh seats in the Daozang Hall, and hundreds of thousands of registered Qigong practitioners. Why are they only sending out hundreds?"

Liu Shuang took a sip of tea and said, "They need to be supported by the Dao Palace. Even if there are only a few hundred Qigong practitioners, the various sects will still have complaints. Junior brother, since you are so concerned about worldly affairs, during this time when the Central Plains artifacts are replaced, why don't we in the southern cultivation world push your Xia family out?"

Xia Wenyi's eyes lit up, and when he was about to agree, Liu Shuang reminded him, "Think it over before you answer me. This is no joke. From Master's tone, I can tell that this battle for the Central Plains artifact is extraordinary. You should know the consequences of failure."

After hearing this, Xia Wenyi wisely did not express his opinion here.

Liu Shuang put down the tea, turned to look at Hu Qianqian and said, "It's rare for us to get together like this. After the competition, it will be the Spring Festival. Don't leave. Let's go to Master's dojo to celebrate the festival together. Junior sister, I'll leave this matter to you. Senior Ruan Chunzi and Senior Yuanzheng are here too, so remember to invite them along."

"Also, remember to bring your respective disciples to pay New Year's greetings to Master." When she said this, a look of reminiscence flashed in her eyes. She looked at Xuan Ling and Xia Wenyi and said, "In the past, during the Spring Festival, we would go to pay New Year's greetings to Master, and then Master would take us to Master's place."

After hearing this, Hu Qianqian immediately said, "I will talk to Master tomorrow."

Her words were simple and concise.

Xuan Ling asked quietly: "Will the teacher think it's too noisy?"

"How could that be!" Liu Shuang looked at Xuan Ling, answered his question, and then changed the subject: "How is my disciple with you? Did he not disturb your practice?"

Xuan Ling met Liu Shuang's gaze. When talking about Zhao Mingming, he showed a rare smile and responded, "He is very wise but appears foolish. He has made rapid progress since entering the country. He will definitely win a good place in the competition this time."

"That's good."

Liu Shuang showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, and then asked his fellow disciples one by one about their cultivation progress.

Half an hour later, this short gathering ended.

Hu Qianqian walked out of the steps of the front hall and politely responded to the greetings of other cultivators with a solemn and dignified expression, like a master of Taoism. Then she turned into a stream of light and flew towards the jungle on the side of Qianmu Mountain.

She also has her own small dojo here, next to a quiet stream, which is usually used to house the younger generations of the white fox clan. At this moment, two white foxes are fighting in the small courtyard of the dojo, and Hu Lin is watching over them.

When Hu Qianqian landed in the courtyard, two white foxes immediately surrounded her and circled around her. Hu Qianqian immediately transformed into a white fox, then stretched hard, shook her hair, pushed the two little guys away with her head, walked into the house and jumped onto her special cloud bed.

The two little guys stopped beside the cloud bed, sat on the ground and stared at Hu Qianqian with their blue eyes.

"Hu Lin, please write two notes and give them to Senior Yuan Zheng and Senior Ruan Chunzi of the Fire Academy. I will visit them in the Fire Academy in a few days. Also, I will go to see Master tomorrow, so you need to wake me up early."

After giving the instructions, Hu Qianqian ignored the two little guys beside the cloud bed and lay down on the cloud bed, closed her eyes, and then drooped her ears to fall asleep.

Hu Lin stood beside the cloud bed politely and said, "Master, I just ran into Junior Sister Xia Qin. I asked her to go to Zhonghui City to buy some roast chicken."

Hu Qianqian opened her eyes immediately, "Why is there a fragrance? Where is it?" (End of this chapter)