There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Mountain top ashram.

It was just after lunch time and the sun was shining brightly. The sunlight passed through the sparse treetops and fell on the quiet clearing in the forest of the dojo.

In this warm light and shadow, Wang Ping, wearing a short-sleeved gray-white home gown, sat at the coffee table under the old locust tree, sipping fragrant tea leisurely. His eyes were calm and composed. After putting down the teacup, his eyes swept over the people in front of him, and that gaze seemed to be able to reach directly into their inner world.

Under the bright sunshine, Zi Luan, Que Cai, Li Miaolin, Xuan Ling and Xia Wenyi sat cross-legged on the spiritual grass in front of them, and subconsciously lowered their heads when Wang Ping looked at them.

Yu Lian, lying on Wang Ping's shoulder, looked curiously at Shen He sticking out from Zi Luan's collar. Shen He was also looking at Yu Lian, but he was so scared that he hid in his collar after just one look.

Wang Ping smiled at the five people in front of him, and first looked at Li Miaolin and asked, "Did Daoist Chongxing send back any news recently?"

Li Miaolin, who was questioned, showed an expression of being flattered, and immediately answered with a fist: "To reply to the Lord, there has been no news from my master for three years."

Yu Lian said in the Spiritual Sea: "If we calculate the time, given the hidden injuries on the old man's body, I'm afraid his death will come soon."

Wang Ping remained silent. He was afraid that it would not be his turn to intervene in Taoist Chongxing's quota, but this was expected, so he did not feel any regret.

"You can contact the Star God Alliance with the Qianmuguan token and ask them to bring a letter to your master. You should take the initiative to contact him more often." Wang Ping instructed.

Li Miaolin could only nod and say "yes".

Wang Ping set his eyes on Que Cai again and asked, "Is Daoist Fellow Cheng Xi's condition relatively stable?"

Que Cai straightened up and clasped his fists, saying, "To reply to your Excellency, it is relatively stable. Thank you for your concern."

Wang Ping picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before saying, "Communicate more with fellow Daoist Cheng Xi. Maybe your future depends on him."

Que Cai was startled for a moment, then she understood what Wang Ping meant, which made her feel complicated, and she whispered, "Yes, thank you for your reminder."

Wang Ping said "hmm", put down the teacup in his hand, and glanced at the remaining three people. However, he did not chat with them, but got straight to business: "I called you here this time mainly to explain some things..."

Upon hearing this, everyone put away their thoughts and looked as if they were listening to instructions.

Wang Ping's calm gaze became serious. Yu Lian rose into the air and landed on the other side of the coffee table, where she took out a cup to drink tea.

"Don't get involved in the changes in Zhongzhou this time, and stop all the secret arrangements. Do you understand?" Wang Ping looked at Xia Wenyi deliberately when he said this.

Everyone felt Wang Ping's gaze and immediately responded loudly: "Yes, we will follow your orders."

Sensing the emotions of the crowd, Wang Ping sat up straight and said with emphasis: "If I were to be sensible and walk on the great road, I would be afraid of giving. The great road is very easy, but people prefer shortcuts."

He used the words of the saints in previous lives to warn everyone, meaning that after people have a certain level of cognition, the only thing to worry about when walking on the road is the slope; the road is very flat, but some people choose to abandon the road and look for the small road.

There was a second half to this sentence, but Wang Ping didn't say it out of respect for them.

Xia Wenyi lowered his head. His good friends had advised him in this way before, but he just wouldn't listen. Now, facing Wang Ping's words, he was suddenly enlightened. This was because his good friends were not as high in status as him, but they were giving him big truths. But Wang Ping was different. He was the leader of the entire southern Taoist school and also Xia Wenyi's master.

After calmly teaching his apprentice a lesson, Wang Ping changed the subject and said, "We can ignore the dispute over the Central Province's divine weapon, but the Southern Daoist tradition is the foundation for us to rebuild the Taiyan Sect. We must not abandon it. Xuan Ling, Wen Yi, and Miao Lin, the three of you must ensure the safety of Haizhou Road, Mozhou Road, and Ningzhou Road."

"On the surface, we can keep a low profile and not participate in the secular power struggle, but the inheritance of the Taoist tradition cannot be lost. If someone dares to extend a hand to us, we will cut off that hand directly."

"One more thing to remember is that you should not make any rash moves. This time, it is not my Taiyan Sect that is the protagonist in Zhongzhou. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Xuan Ling, Xia Wenyi and Li Miaolin responded immediately.

Wang Ping was very satisfied with the reactions of the three people. He then picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea. He continued, "After Zhenyang Mountain moved away, the pattern of the Liangjiang area has also changed. Now there are four places: Yunjiang Road, Qianjiang Road, Houjiang Road, and Dongjiang Road. Qianjiang Road and Houjiang Road can also be regarded as our southern Taoist lineage, and should be controlled by our Taiyan Sect."

At this point, Wang Ping's eyes fell on Que Cai. "Qianjiang Road has a complicated situation, but it is also an important place. It is connected to Yunjiang Road in the north, and across Binguan is the northern plain. To the west is Dongjiang Road, which is directly adjacent to Zhenyangshan Road. There is also a sea route running through the north and south, and a river connecting to the northwest."

"Que Cai!" Wang Ping called out directly, "Are you willing to go to Qianjiang Road to preach? As long as you nod, the entire Qianjiang Road will be your dojo in the future."

Que Cai was stunned at first, then she showed joy and bowed repeatedly, saying, "I am willing to go, thank you, Lord!"

After clasping her fists, she actually performed the kneeling ceremony of a disciple.

However, Wang Ping stopped him and said, "Manage Qianjiang Road well. It is one of the important cornerstones of the future of our Taiyan Sect."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, his gaze fell on Zi Luan again. The latter immediately lowered his head with an expectant look on his face, but Wang Ping had no intention of leaving Houjiang Road to Zi Luan, because in his plan, Houjiang Road was to be left to Shen Xiaozhu.

It’s not that Wang Ping deliberately looked down on Zi Luan. On the contrary, he valued Zi Luan even more and had more important tasks to assign to him.

Seeing that Wang Ping didn't speak for a long time and his expression became more and more serious, Zi Luan's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't dare to move the spirit snake Shen He in his arms.

"It has been more than six thousand years since the rise of humanity..."

Wang Ping's voice suddenly became ethereal. "Over the past six thousand years, our cultivation world has undergone several changes. Hundreds of years ago, Lord Xiaoshan fell into chaos in pursuit of the Great Dao. Now, I have obtained the permission of the True Lord to build a temple for Lord Xiaoshan and spread his name, but this matter cannot be publicized too much for now."

Zi Luan felt that he was hallucinating. He firmly believed that his master had died long ago, because only this could prove that he was not his master's puppet. But now he heard that his master was not dead, so the possibility that he was a puppet arose again, making him anxious.

After the worry, there was joy, because if the master had not died, it would mean that the promotion was successful.

Disciple of the True Lord!

What a resounding title! With this title he will definitely get a promotion in the future.

Wang Ping stopped talking about Xiao Shan here, and then changed the subject to talk about something else, "There is one more thing. Send your puppets to Xizhou and collect as much intelligence about Xizhou as possible in secret, especially the intelligence about Shangqing Sect, and then gather this information in Shuang'er's hands."

When everyone was about to agree, Wang Ping warned: "Remember what I said just now, don't interfere in this battle for the Central Plains artifact. The rules of Qianmu Temple are not for show!" "Okay, that's all I have to say. Ziluan stays, and everyone else leaves. By the way, Quecai, remember to go through the process with Shuang'er, and communicate more with fellow Taoists from the Zhenyang Sect. Qianjiang Road is very important to the Taiyan Sect."

Que Cai, Li Miaolin, Xia Wenyi and Xuan Ling stood up and said goodbye. In a blink of an eye, Zi Luan was the only one left in front of Wang Ping.

"Lord Xiaoshan's title from now on will be Lord Xiaoshan. This is very important."

Without any preparation, Wang Ping directly talked to Zi Luan about the business, "As for the matter of promoting the name of Xiao Shan Zhen Jun, I think you are the most suitable one after much thought. It would be even better if your junior brother Xiu Yu was here."

Upon hearing this, Zi Luan immediately expressed his opinion: "I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"One more thing..."

Wang Ping didn't say anything, but looked cautiously at Yu Lian who was drinking tea next to him.

Yu Lian met Wang Ping's gaze and immediately understood what was going on. She then used her soul to explain some things to the Shenhe under Zi Luan's collar.

Shen He got the news and explained it to Zi Luan in Linghai. It was about clearing the name of Huishan Zhenjun.

"Just know this matter in your heart, but never speak it out before it's done. You need to remember this!" Wang Ping said very seriously.

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Zi Luan nodded silently.

Wang Ping took out a teacup, picked up the teapot and filled it with tea, and said, "Come and have some tea."

Zi Luan showed just the right amount of panic on his face, then came over as he was told, sat down and picked up the teacup.

After Ziluan drank a sip of hot tea, Wang Ping asked, "Are you familiar with Dongzhou?"

Zi Luan didn't hesitate at all and told the truth immediately: "I'm not familiar with it. I spent some time in Dongzhou in my early years, and I also had some arrangements that were not up to par."

As he finished speaking, a disciple appeared at the end of the path with a person. After bringing the person to the place, the disciple bowed and left.

The disciple who was brought in to guide him was a man from Dongzhou. He had a typical high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, and an extremely thick beard on his face. He looked a bit out of place in his blue Taoist robe.

This is a third-level cultivator from the First Sect stationed in Zhonghui City, who is specifically responsible for the cooperation with Qianmu Temple. His name is Yan Mo. The two cultivators who established a cooperative relationship with Qianmu Temple back then have long disappeared in the vast river of history. If someone writes a biography of Qianmu Temple in the future, their names may be mentioned in passing.

When Yan Mo saw Wang Ping, he used the most standard Taoist fist-clasping salute and shouted, "Yan Mo, a junior cultivator of the First Sect, greets the Supreme Lord of Daxing Prefecture, who is benevolent, virtuous, and virtuous!"

Wang Ping had heard this title for so long that he no longer felt ashamed of it.

After Yan Mo shouted Wang Ping's name, he looked at Yu Lian and shouted again: "Greetings to the Lingyuan Yuntan Dafa Envoy!"

Yu Lian was very happy. She often communicated with believers through magic arrays. Most of those believers called her by her Dharma name. She would be very happy every time a believer called her that in person.

"Come and sit down too."

Wang Ping extended his hand to greet him.

Yan Mo took two steps forward and said loudly, "I dare not sit down in front of the Lord of the Mansion."

He just stood behind Zi Luan, as if he didn't even see Zi Luan, which made Zi Luan feel very uncomfortable, so he had to stand up and move aside.

Wang Ping didn't waste time on these rituals. He said "whatever" and said to Yan Mo, "This is Taoist Master Ziluan from Liuxin Temple."

"Greetings, Taoist Priest. I have heard of your great name as early as when I was practicing in Dongzhou." Yan Mo immediately stepped back and saluted, with the same standard of etiquette as the etiquette officer in the imperial palace.

When Zi Luan returned the greeting, Wang Ping said to him, "This is Taoist Master Yan Mo, a cultivator from the First Sect. Let's get to know each other. You will need the help of the First Sect when you open a Taoist temple in Dongzhou."

The two of them complimented each other again, but at the same time they were confused in their hearts because of Wang Ping's words. Zi Luan did not expect that Wang Ping would let him go to Dongzhou to open a Taoist temple, and Yan Mo did not expect that Qianmu Temple would extend its hand to Dongzhou.

After the pleasantries, Wang Ping did not ask the two to sit down again, but started to talk about business: "In the past ten years, I have traveled around the world and found that there are many talented practitioners in Dongzhou who have wasted their time because they have no master to learn from. In addition, the cooperation between Qianmu Temple and the countries in Dongzhou is getting closer and closer. I thought it would be better to find a famous mountain in Dongzhou to build a Taoist temple and pass down the secrets of Qianmu Temple."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he looked at Yan Mo and asked, "Is there anything wrong with what I did?"

Yan Mo clasped his fists and said, "I dare not let the Lord ask such a question. The land of Dongzhou is vast and boundless, and the famous mountains are vast like smoke. Qianmu Temple can freely find famous mountains to build a Taoist temple, and the First Sect will definitely cooperate with it with all its strength."

What he said was nice, but if he really wanted their help, he would have to pay them some compensation.

After saying these beautiful words, Yan Mo reminded, "There is one thing you need to know when preaching in Dongzhou, and that is, it is best not to disturb the followers of the Moon Goddess. Although the disciples of the Moon Goddess do not interfere with external affairs, their followers are very crazy. The others are occasionally one or two extreme followers of the 'First Day' or desperate people in the Far East Continent. Sometimes they are even crazier than the followers of the Moon Goddess."

Wang Ping looked at Zi Luan and said, "I have a disciple who once accepted a disciple. His family is a believer of the Moon God, and his status is not low. Qianmu Temple often cooperates with him. You can ask Shuang'er to help communicate with him."

He was talking about Zhao Mingming, the disciple Zhao Yuer found, who was now practicing under Xuan Ling.

"Yes!"

Zi Luan agreed.

By this time, he had figured out why Wang Ping wanted him to go to Dongzhou to establish a Taoist temple, so his emotions stabilized and he had some expectations. After all, he represented Taiyan Sect this time, not himself. To put it simply, he now had someone behind him and could achieve great things in Dongzhou.

Wang Ping sensed Zi Luan's change of mood and instructed him, "You only need to arrange the matters I just told you to do in Dongzhou, and don't ask about the affairs of Zhongzhou."

After he said this, he looked at Yu Lian, and Yu Lian immediately communicated with Zi Luan's spirit snake Shen He through her soul.

Since True Lord Lieyang intends to make a career in Zhongzhou, the future of Zhongzhou is already doomed. Nothing will be left after a fire. If no one continues to spread the name of True Lord Huishan, it will be slowly forgotten even without anyone deliberately stopping it. (End of this chapter)