There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Wang Ping naturally would not refuse this request. If he could stay out of it and get rid of Ao Bing, why not do it?

Zhi Gong did not object to Rong Yang's idea of ​​conquering the northwest. She had no way to object at the moment. When Wang Ping and Rong Yang had agreed on the matter, she asked, "What is the situation in Beizhou now? Can we go and take a look?"

When Rong Yang was about to answer, Yu Lian asked curiously, "Can I see how you simulate promotion artificially?"

This was a bit offensive, but it was okay for Yu Lian to say it.

Upon hearing this, Zhi Gong was not in a hurry to answer her question, but waited curiously for Rong Yang's answer.

Rong Yang's expression remained unchanged. He pointed forward with his left hand, and the thick fog filled with smoke and dust immediately spread out to both sides with him as the center. Suddenly, all the chaos in the sight was cleared away, making people feel truly "refreshed".

"This is a simple matter. For a cultivator like us, there is no need to hide it. It's just that your cultivation method is different, so it's best not to imitate our method."

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from his storage bag and activated it. The jade slip immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards a cave in the rock wall.

Wang Ping and others looked over curiously, and then waited quietly.

In less than half a minute, an incoming disciple wearing the narrow-sleeved Taoist robe of the Zhenyang Sect walked out of the cave. Behind him, he was carrying a cultivator who had completed the foundation building process, and his consciousness was in a dormant state.

When they appeared, Rong Yang rolled up a stream of fire spirit energy, which swept the dormant base-building monk to the core of the formation in front of him.

The moment the foundation-building cultivator came into contact with the magic circle, his skin, which was still in a flesh and blood state, quickly cracked, revealing the churning flesh and blood inside. Fortunately, the magic circle maintained the blood circulation in his body and prevented the blood from flowing out of the body.

From between the dense blood bubbles and the flesh in the tumbling whiskers, there seeped out a crimson-glowing fire spirit vein. This vein was very fragile and looked like it could go out at any time.

Then, Rong Yang constructed a new fire spirit with a small part of the fire spirit's consciousness in the magma, just like before. He used the consciousness of this fire spirit to connect to the fire spirit vein exposed by the foundation-building cultivator, and slowly gathered into a ball of morning fire.

The state of morning fire is very gentle, just like the morning glow, but when it takes shape it produces a temperature of thousands of degrees. If one does not have the necessary cultivation to integrate it, one will surely die.

Rong Yang used his free hand to change the spell, driving the magic circle to awaken the consciousness of the foundation-building cultivator, and then merged the morning fire into his spiritual veins.

"what!"

With a scream, the spiritual veins in the body of the foundation-building cultivator continued to twist and mutate, and countless tiny crimson tentacles seeped out from the pores of his skin and the turned-over flesh. Fortunately, the magic circle was constructed with an isolation magic circle, otherwise, once these spiritual veins came into contact with the external space, they would dissipate into nothingness due to the rules of heaven.

In the blink of an eye, the body of this foundation-building cultivator became twisted, as disgusting as an alien monster from outer space. When the flames burned all over his body, Rong Yang changed a spell with his right hand, and the morning fire that had merged into the body of the foundation-building cultivator suddenly retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was then swallowed up by the fire spirit.

"Did it fail?"

Yu Lian asked quietly.

Rong Yang nodded expressionlessly, and the fire spirit that swallowed the morning fire dissipated as before, and the consciousness of the foundation-building cultivator returned to silence again. Then the magic circle used powerful force to suppress the consciousness of the foundation-building cultivator's spiritual vein that was about to awaken.

next moment.

The spiritual veins that seeped out of the surface of the foundation-building cultivator's body quickly returned to his body, and the turned-over flesh and blood also healed quickly under the treatment of the magic circle.

Wang Ping then used his soul to carefully investigate the magic array. It was a very basic composite magic array. It looked very complicated, but in fact it was constructed from the most basic magic arrays. For example, it contained basic functions such as isolation, barrier, treatment, etc., and the light curtain panel naturally popped up as well.

However, Wang Ping had no interest in this kind of basic magic array, because with his current level of cultivation, he could easily set it up if he wanted, so he did not pay too much attention to it.

Rong Yang untied the magic circle after the Foundation Establishment Monk's body recovered. The incoming monk who was waiting nearby immediately flew down to greet everyone, and then carried the Foundation Establishment Monk back to the cave.

"The principle is so simple. The reason why it can be successful is because of the special nature of "The True Teachings of Sanyang." Rong Yang said.

Wang Ping and Zhi Gong nodded involuntarily.

Yu Lian complained in Wang Ping's spiritual sea: "It can also help Rong Yang convert a large number of fire spirit crystals. The output of energy crystals here can be equal to the energy gathering array we set up in outer space."

Wang Ping had naturally thought about this problem. He could not imagine how much energy was needed to reach perfection in the fourth realm, so much so that even Rong Yang had not been able to reach perfection yet.

This forced him to consider whether or not he should also use a fourth-realm quota to create such an energy-gathering array in the future. He lowered his head and looked at the molten lava beneath his feet. His soul consciousness passed through the molten lava and reached the area deep inside where the fire spirit was. There was a complex array there, and then he felt a familiar yet strange breath.

It was familiar because he could feel Wen Yang's aura, and it was strange because Wen Yang's aura at this moment was fierce and manic, different from the gentle and elegant impression he had.

In addition to this aura, there was also a more manic and violent aura, which was intertwined with Wen Yang's aura. While they were fighting with each other, they were locked in a fixed area by an invisible pressure.

"I almost forgot that fellow Daoist has some connection with Wen Yang, right?" Rong Yang's voice sounded in Wang Ping's ears.

"I've met him a few times." Wang Ping responded calmly.

"Our original target was the cultivators of the third realm on the 'first day'. What a pity! Wen Yang might be the one with the best hope of advancing to the fourth realm among his generation."

"It's a pity that he is too impatient. We have a fixed secret method that can allow him to be accompanied by the Fire Spirit, nourish his own spiritual veins with the Fire Spirit, maintain a state of immortality, and then use his consciousness to feed the Fire Spirit. In this way, they complement each other and there is no difference with the fourth realm."

"My sect's Master Yanhuo has survived for a long time in this state. His consciousness is usually the same as ours, but he is unable to escape from the imprisonment formation."

Rong Yang shook his head regretfully, and then changed the subject: "Should we go to Beizhou now? The First Day and the Sun Cult are keeping a close eye on Beizhou now, they may not let us see it."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone.

Wang Ping just nodded. These words reminded him of Ruan Chunzi's previous remarks. He knew that the situation here might be very complicated and not as simple as Rong Yang said. However, he did not want to delve into the internal affairs of the Zhenyang Sect.

Zhi Gong who was standing next to him seemed to have only heard Rong Yang's last words. Upon hearing that, he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist." Rong Yang said no more nonsense and immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards the cave entrance he had just jumped in. Wang Ping and Zhi Gong followed him one after another. After they left, thick smoke and dust covered the underground magma again.

...

Beizhou.

In the vast snowy area south of Qingning City, there is a giant palace standing alone in the sea of ​​snow.

There was a faint crimson beam of light above the palace, extending straight into outer space, looking like a beacon on the endless land.

This magnificent palace had its doors tightly closed and had no windows around it. Unlike other places, the temperature here seemed very high, and the falling snowflakes turned into steam and dissipated before they even touched the ground.

The dispersed water vapor and heat formed a two-meter-wide river around the palace. The river water flowed further south and seeped into the ground at some point.

The palace was as bright as day, without a trace of darkness or shadow. In the center of the palace, nine True Yang monks of the third realm were sitting cross-legged, and a flag with a crimson halo was floating between them.

It's the 'True Fire Banner'!
It was surrounded by confinement arrays, which connected to the coldness of the ice and snow outside to suppress part of the power of the 'True Fire Banner', while the other part of the power extended downwards through the array on the ground, extending to a huge cave deep underground.

The dome, rock walls and ground of the cave are all carved with dense sunflower patterns. These patterns extend from a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the center of the cave. Behind this middle-aged man is a blooming sunflower, like a small sun. The high temperature it emits causes the surrounding space to be distorted.

In his left hand he held a pill burning with red flames, and with his right hand he maintained a fixed spell to stabilize the fire spirit veins in his body. The spirit veins in his body were about to overflow from his body, forming countless crimson cracks on the surface of his skin, but fortunately they were suppressed by the power of the 'True Fire Banner' above his head, and could not really overflow from his body.

This is Qu Xuan, the cultivator who was promoted to the fourth realm on the 'first day' and also the direct disciple of Taoist He Feng. At the end of Qu Xuan's left hand side there is a deep corridor, at the end of the corridor is a lounge.

Taoist Hefeng and Xu Chun, who had just been promoted to the fourth realm, sat cross-legged on the ground, observing Qu Xuan's condition very seriously, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"In a few months, the violent aura of his spiritual consciousness will be completely suppressed. That will be the best time for him to take the Heart Fire Pill. As long as the Heart Fire is nurtured in his body, it will only be a matter of time before the Fire Spirit is generated."

Xu Chun's voice was cold and full of unquestionable confidence.

Taoist He Feng hated this tone of voice, but now he had something to ask of him, so he didn't continue the conversation. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "The situation in Zhongzhou is changing very quickly. We are turning a deaf ear to what is happening outside. Who knows, the chaos in Zhongzhou may soon spread to you and me."

"That's a problem. Although we have been cultivating here for a thousand or two thousand years without being disturbed, this time we are in the fourth realm after all. Rong Yang of the True Yang Sect will definitely not give up. But as long as we are in Beizhou, they are nothing to worry about."

Xu Chun was still full of confidence. It was not that he was talking nonsense, but he had used the "True Fire Banner" to defeat the True Yang Sect too many times in the past few years. Now that he had been promoted to the fourth level, he was not worried about any problems.

Taoist He Feng immediately clasped his fists and said, "You are right, Daoist friend. With your current cultivation, if you use the True Fire Banner again, no one in this world can be your opponent unless a True Lord appears in the world."

He tried his best to satisfy Xuchun's vanity.

Although Xu Chun knew Hefeng Taoist's purpose, he still enjoyed such flattery, mainly because he had suffered too much injustice in the past.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. With my current cultivation, I can easily suppress Qu Xuan's spiritual veins by using the True Fire Banner. His promotion will definitely not be a problem. If the True Yang Sect comes to cause trouble, I will also let them know who is in charge of the inheritance of the True Yang Sect now."

Sujun made a promise.

Taoist He Feng nodded, and although he seemed to agree, he was a little worried in his heart, because he knew that the world needed to be run according to the rules of the True Lords, and the person in front of him obviously did not understand this truth, and he was still opposing True Lord Lieyang.

In the past, he opposed True Lord Lieyang, and perhaps True Lord Lieyang just treated him as a child. Now that he has been promoted to the fourth realm, if he openly opposes True Lord Lieyang again, he is afraid that disaster will come in the blink of an eye.

However, so far, thanks to this promotion, Xu Chun has not had the opportunity to do anything excessive, and everything they have done so far is in line with the rules set by the True Lords.

Just as he was thinking this, Taoist Hefeng sensed a familiar breath coming from above his head, and he and Xu Chun opposite him raised their heads at the same time.

"I didn't expect that he would really come, and bring helpers with him. It seems that he is not convinced that he lost to me last time!" While speaking, Xu Chun stood up and then turned into a beam of fire and rushed out from the passage above his head.

Over Beizhou.

In an area close to outer space, Wang Ping, Rong Yang and Zhi Gong were suspended near the crimson pillar of light that shot up into the sky, with Yu Lian lying on Wang Ping's shoulder.

They all looked up at the magic circle that diverted the fire spirit energy. Its principle was even simpler. It used the principle of air convection to guide the fire spirit energy of Beizhou to four directions. Three of the directions were located in Beizhou and Xizhou, and the remaining direction was the Zhongzhou continent.

Although the magic circle is simple, it is very sophisticated. When it guides the fire spirit energy, it cannot affect the cold air above North Continent, otherwise it will be a disaster for the entire planet.

Even so, this magic circle was nothing more than something a third-level cultivator could easily obtain, so Wang Ping only glanced at it and didn't even pay attention to the light curtain panel that popped up.

"It came pretty quickly."

Rong Yang smiled and looked down at the surging clouds below. A moment later, a flash of fire broke through a big hole in the clouds, and Xu Chun's figure stayed steadily several miles in front of everyone.

Next up is Taoist Hefeng.

Yu Lian said in Wang Ping's spiritual sea: "The head of the Sun Cult is very strange. His cause and effect relationship was very clean before, and it was obvious that he liked to practice quietly. But now his cause and effect relationship is erratic. I even feel like he is a different person, but he is the same as before. It's very strange, very strange."

Wang Ping was also looking at Xu Chun and soon understood what Yu Lian meant. Xu Chun used to give him the impression of being restrained, low-key and modest, but now he only gave him the impression of being aggressive.

So he responded in his spiritual sea: "This is human nature."

When Xu Chun appeared, he only had Rong Yang in his eyes. The nearby energy beam illuminated half of his face red, making his cold eyes look a little murderous. Then he said, "Rong Yang, why are you here this time?"

Rong Yang clasped his fists and said, "Haha, nice to meet you two fellow Taoists." Compared with Xu Chunyi, his behavior was like a gentleman talking to an ignorant country bumpkin. (End of this chapter)