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Chapter 795 Kaiyun's Visiting Card
Facing Rong Yang's enthusiasm, Taoist He Feng silently saluted, and then heard Xu Chun say, "What exactly are you doing here?"

He asked in a less aggressive tone this time.

Rong Yang bowed and said, "You have set up a magic array here, which has affected the lives of tens of millions of people in the north of Zhongzhou. As the second seat of the Taoist Palace, can't I even take a look?"

Xu Chun was speechless for a moment, and after a few breaths of silence, he said, "Now that you have seen it, I have something else to do. I'm sorry I can't entertain you fellow Taoists. Please go back."

Rong Yang looked at Xu Chun's expression, and suddenly felt a sense of superiority of civilization over ignorance. He smiled and said, "You have violated the laws of the Dao Palace. Don't blame me for not reminding you. The Vajra Temple and the Taiyin Sect have formally proposed to use force to solve your problem at the Second Seat Meeting."

Xu Chun immediately resumed his previous aggressive attitude and said, "Okay, I was just thinking of meeting them!"

Taoist He Feng was much calmer than Xu Chun. He took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "We can compensate for all the losses. I hope the Second Council can show some leniency."

When Wang Ping heard this, he looked at Zhi Gong beside him and instantly felt that without the True Lord behind him, even if he was promoted to the fourth level, he would sometimes be as ignorant as ordinary people.

Yu Lian said in Wang Ping's spiritual sea: "It seems that all the nine places in the four realms of the True Yang Sect have appeared. The True Yang Sect has Taoist Guangzuo, Rongyang, Taoist Wu and the resident fire spirit. The 'First Day' has Taoist Hefeng and the one who is being promoted. The First Sect has Taoist Gongwu. The Sun Sect now has Xuchun and 'Liuli Deng'."

When Wang Ping heard Yu Lian's analysis, his heart moved slightly. It turned out that all nine vacancies had already appeared.

Rong Yang responded to Taoist He Feng and said, "The goal of the Vajra Temple and the Taiyin Cult is to destroy your promotion ceremony. At the Second Seat Meeting, we have rejected their proposal by a majority of votes, but they have also made it clear that they will not comply. I believe they will forcibly launch a war against Beizhou."

Xu Chun also realized the seriousness of the problem at this time. He suppressed his dissatisfaction with Rong Yang and then turned into a stream of light and returned to the ground. Taoist Hefeng had a cold face and seemed to want to say something. After a few breaths, he said, "What is your attitude, Master?"

The True Lord he mentioned must be the 'True Lord Lieyang'. He is not too stupid to ask this question.

Rong Yang smiled and responded, "Don't worry, the True Yang Church is on your side, but there are some things you have to do on your own. The lives of my True Yang Church disciples are extremely precious."

Upon hearing this, He Feng cupped his hands and immediately turned into a stream of light and descended to the ground.

Wang Ping looked at the palace towering on the ground and suddenly felt an unsettling palpitation. He saw in Xu Chun and He Feng a kind of desolation similar to that of being abandoned without realizing it.

This feeling made him feel a little uneasy, and he felt a very real sense of crisis.

Yu Lian, sensing Wang Ping's emotions, rubbed Wang Ping's cheek gently with her head to ease the uneasiness in Wang Ping's heart.

Rong Yang asked in a barely audible voice, "Isn't it pathetic?"

Neither Zhi Gong nor Wang Ping answered this question. Rong Yang answered himself, "It is indeed very sad, just like I was fighting for the fourth level position in the 'First Day' like a clown before. So in order to avoid something even sadder, we have to do everything we can to advance to the level of the True Lord, even at the cost of our lives."

There was not only sadness in his tone, but also a moving despair, the kind of despair that comes when a person sees his own fate and destiny but is unable to change it.

However, Rong Yang's depressed mood only lasted for a moment, and then he returned to his generous and free-spirited state, saying to Wang Ping and Zhi Gong: "Let's go down and see how to defend against the attacks of the Vajra Temple and the Taiyin Sect."

Kering and the others would definitely not take on the consequences themselves. If Xuchun and Hefeng were not mentally ill, they would not do it themselves, at least not at the beginning.

Then, this battle should first be started by the monks who have just entered the realm or the second realm.

If the monks from the Vajra Temple and the Taiyin Sect want to invade here, it is impossible for them to cross Zhongzhou. The most likely possibility is that they will attack from the southwestern waters of Beizhou. The first place where the battle will break out will definitely be the Iceberg Islands in the southernmost part of Beizhou.

Wang Ping followed Rong Yang to this place. There is a giant island here that is larger than the entire Nanlin Road. There is only one city on the island, called Ice City. There are many monks stationed here, because there are many natural treasures generated around Ice City, and they make a living on them.

"The Vajra Temple has overlooked a very important issue!"

Floating under the low clouds above the Ice City, Rong Yang looked at the huge golden statue in the center of the Ice City and said, "This is the territory of the Northern Kingdom, and the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom practices divine arts."

After he said this, a bright smile appeared on his face.

Wang Ping also almost ignored this problem. His spiritual consciousness expanded rapidly, instantly covering the entire territory of the North. Due to the cold weather, the population of the North did not grow rapidly, and the pressure of survival was very high. Population was extremely precious to them, so there was no large-scale living sacrifice during the Xia Dynasty, and the people's belief in divine arts was purer. They were purely for survival.

This made the succession of their throne unusually smooth, and the conflicts between the nobles and the people were not intense, because the nobles sometimes cared about the lives of the people more than the people themselves.

In this way, the divine messengers of the Northern Kingdom are very powerful and can call on the faith of the entire country to fight at any time.

Especially in the deep of the imperial palace in the northern kingdom among the boundless snow-capped mountains, the emperor could even use the magical power of the four realms.

After Rong Yang finished speaking, he looked at Wang Ping and said, "After the war begins, I will trouble you to shield Beizhou's heavenly secrets..." Then he looked at Zhi Gong and said, "The only thing that Bingcheng needs to watch out for is that they use seawater to flood back. At that time, I will ask you to try your best to drive away the water spirit energy."

Wang Ping and Zhi Gong of course nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, the three of them discussed some details, and when it was getting dark in Beizhou, they said goodbye and left.

When he returned to Qianmu Temple, the sky in the south had already darkened completely because of the time difference. Wang Ping landed under an old locust tree, rested for a while, and then cast out the luck formation to continue his deduction, but still did not gain much.

At dawn the next day, Hu Qianqian, who had not left yet, came to greet Wang Ping after he had breakfast. As soon as Hu Qianqian left, the disciple who was in charge came in to report that Ziluan wanted to see him at the foot of the mountain.

This surprised Wang Ping. After Zi Luan's return, he would hardly take the initiative to ask for a meeting unless it was something important. Then, his soul landed at the foot of the mountain and saw a monk who was very conspicuous among the many disciples of Qianmu Temple.

It’s Monk Mingxin.

"It's that annoying monk." Yu Lian fell from the branch and sensed what Wang Ping was thinking. She called out to the disciple who was leading her, "Let them come up."

Every time Yu Lian met Monk Mingxin, she could clearly feel that Monk Mingxin looked down on her and Wang Ping.

When leading the disciples out of the garden and flying down the mountain on the wind, Yu Lian's body expanded to ten feet long and coiled on the gate of the Taoist temple, staring at the road up the mountain with a pair of vertical pupils.

Half an hour later, when the disciple led Monk Mingxin and Ziluan to the gate, Yulian straightened up and looked down at Monk Mingxin.

Monk Mingxin felt a chill all over his body, stimulating the spiritual veins in his body, but he did not dare to use his power to resist it at this moment. He could only put his hands together and bowed, saying: "I am Mingxin from Jingang Temple, and I am honored to meet the envoy of Lingyuan Yuntan Dafa."

Both his demeanor and consciousness remained absolutely humble and respectful.

Zi Luan, who was standing next to him, swallowed the greeting that was about to come out of his mouth, and then bowed solemnly like Monk Mingxin, shouting Yu Lian's Buddhist name.

Yu Lian was very impressed by this. She immediately tilted her head back and said "hmm", then took off into the dojo.

Mingxin's heart relaxed, and he didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements. Then he heard the foundation-building disciple next to him said rudely, "The Lord has been waiting for a long time. Please come in."

Zi Luan glanced at Ming Xin and invited him, "Please come in, fellow Taoist."

Entering the dojo, Mingxin subconsciously lowered his eyelids. When a faint scent of locust flowers appeared in his nose, his vision that was blocked by the dense forest suddenly became clear. He saw Wang Ping sitting next to the old locust tree from the corner of his eye. He was about to salute when he heard Ziluan say, "Greetings, Lord."

"What's the matter?"

"Fellow Daoist Mingxin sent Master Kaiyun a visiting card, so I took the liberty of bringing him here to pay his respects."

"Oh?"

Ming Xin felt Wang Ping's gaze and immediately put his hands together and bowed, saying, "Greetings to Lord Changqing." He then took out the gold-plated visiting card from his sleeve and said, "This is the visiting card that my master personally handed to me, and asked me to present it to Lord Changqing to personally write."

Wang Ping was surprised for a moment when he heard this. Yu Lian looked at the visiting card presented by Monk Mingxin with both hands curiously. After a moment of silence, Wang Ping stretched out his left hand, and a trace of wood spirit energy appeared. After cleaning the visiting card inside and out, he rolled it up and put it in his hand.

The first part of the visiting card was just like other visiting cards, full of polite nonsense. The latter part was the main topic, which talked about the disaster of the "First Day" in the north and wanted to invite Wang Ping for a meeting. The time and place would be decided by Wang Ping.

After reading the content of the visiting card, Wang Ping casually placed it on the coffee table, then picked up a cup of hot tea and fell into deep thought.

"This old monk is really interesting. Does he really want to avoid conflict through negotiation?" Yu Lian communicated with Wang Ping in the spiritual sea. "Everyone has a childish moment."

“This is not naive, it’s just that what he saw was different from what we saw. It seems that the master Tiangong of the Vajra Temple really did not tell Kering the details.” Wang Ping took a sip of hot tea. Sometimes the wonders of reality are really hard to understand, but they actually happened.

As the fragrance of the tea spread in his mouth, Wang Ping raised his head and looked at Monk Mingxin, who was standing respectfully on the garden path waiting for his response. He sat up straight and said, "At this time half a month later, I will respectfully welcome Master Kaiyun to the Taoist Palace in Jinhuai City."

He decided to meet him, just to have a cup of tea with a friend in his spare time.

After deciding on the time and place, Wang Ping took out a gold-stamped invitation from his storage bag and printed some polite words on it using the wood spirit energy.

Monk Mingxin watched Wang Ping's actions and heaved a sigh of relief. When he received the invitation, he bowed and said, "Master will definitely attend the appointment in half a month!"

"Go back."

Wang Ping waved his hand.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and during this blink of an eye, many things happened in the Zhongzhou continent. First, the Third Prince's fleet landed on Pingzhou Road and captured more than a dozen cities in succession.

Then, a full-scale war broke out again between the two courts of Datong. However, after just one day of fighting on the border of Shanwu Road and Ningzhou Road, they were ambushed by an army gathered from the three roads of Zhenyang Mountain. As a result, the Southern Court lost more than a dozen cities in Ningzhou Road, and the Northwestern Court lost most of the Hexin Road area and a small number of cities in Shanwu Road.

The Northern Xin Dynasty, which had been entrenched in the capital city of Shangjing, suddenly advanced westwards and fought all the way to Anqing City, surrounding it, as if it would not stop until it had captured the city.

The day after Wang Ping received the visiting card from Master Kaiyun, he concealed his aura and entered Beizhou again. Using the secret method of "Heaven-covering Talisman", he secretly set up magic arrays in various regions of Beizhou to attract and conceal the secrets of heaven.

He didn't even tell Rong Yang about setting up these magic arrays, because this kind of magic cannot be explained in words.

In the following days, he waited for guests at the Taoist Palace in Jinhuai City. As the southern headquarters, the Taoist Palace in Jinhuai City was more magnificent than when it was first established. The high tower built for Wang Ping's practice was not demolished, but was even larger than when it was first built.

Wang Ping's arrival did not cause much sensation, because someone in Qianmu Temple had already informed of this matter in advance. Now almost everyone in the southern spiritual practice community knew that Wang Ping was going to meet with Master Kaiyun of Vajra Temple here.

At the appointed time, a golden light flashed across the sky. Wang Ping, who was standing on the rooftop of the tower, saw a flash of light and a figure appeared in front of him.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Changqing and Fellow Daoist Yulian." Kaiyun, who was descending from the sky, politely saluted with one hand.

Wang Ping clasped his fists silently, and Yu Lian nodded slightly. Then Wang Ping said, "Please come in."

Behind the open door of the rooftop is a quiet hall, which is empty except for a coffee table in the middle. Next to the coffee table is a stove with a warm fire burning. There are soft cushions placed on all four sides for people to meditate.

"please."

Wang Ping led Kering to the coffee table, invited Kering to sit down, and sat in the main seat first, then picked up the kettle to make tea.

Yu Lian curled up on a cushion and looked at Kai Yun and said, "How about it? This place is decorated in a very Buddhist way, right?"

Kering casually adjusted his wide sleeves and responded: "Zen is everywhere and is not restricted to fixed forms. It's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to understand."

When Yu Lian saw Ke Yun say this, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. She seemed very interested in discussing Taoism and Buddhism with Ke Yun.

But Kaiyun continued, "However, with our current level of cultivation, it is a bit inferior to discuss these issues. This world is different from the legendary world of immortals. Buddhism and Taoism are just a process for us to understand the truth. They will not increase our karma and cultivation. They are for people who don't understand."

(End of this chapter)