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After Zi Luan and Yan Mo left, Wang Ping sat alone under the old locust tree and thought for a while. His spiritual consciousness detected Dongshui Mountain and sent a message to Dong Can, asking him to come to Qianmu Mountain.

Dong Can did not dare to be negligent. He immediately turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of the gate of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. After entering the Taoist temple, he thought about the purpose of calling him here this time.

But he didn't guess anything until he saw Wang Ping, so he could only clasp his fists and bow respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Lord."

"I heard that you are planning the fourth realm? How are your preparations going?"

Wang Ping asked while calling Dong Can forward.

Dong Can subconsciously took a few steps forward and walked under the old locust tree. Hearing Wang Ping's question, his heart was slightly moved, but on the surface he remained calm and replied: "In reply to the Lord, all the preparations have been completed. The only thing missing is a Four-level True Spirit. I asked the First Day to make one artificially. I estimate that there will be news within fifty years."

The Four Realms True Spirit is different from the Four Realms cultivators. It can be artificially created using unconventional means, but the materials required are no less than a promotion to the Four Realms. Moreover, it is crazy and twisted, and must be used in the shortest possible time, otherwise it will have a huge impact on the real world.

Wang Ping nodded, without commenting, and then asked, "Where are you planning to be promoted?"

Dong Can replied: "It will be temporarily located on an isolated island in the South China Sea."

Wang Ping nodded again, smiled and asked, "Do you still remember the Taoist from the South Sea?"

Dong Can probably didn't expect Wang Ping to suddenly ask about the Taoist of Nanhai, who was his and his master's former master, so his face changed slightly, and then he continued with the conversation and replied: "In reply to the Lord, of course I remember it."

Wang Ping looked at Dong Can seriously and said, "He has been eliminated before our last battle with the Third Prince of Linshui Prefecture."

Dong Can lowered his head, not knowing how to respond, so he remained silent.

"Meow~"

The voice of the calico cat suddenly sounded. She appeared on the branch of the old locust tree without knowing when, and her eyes were staring straight at Dong Can.

Yu Lian, who was drinking tea, rose into the sky, wrapped her body around the branches and communicated with the calico cat through her consciousness.

Wang Ping continued the previous topic and said, "Qianmu Temple is very big. You can set up the magic circle for your promotion in Qianmu Temple. Isn't there a large empty forest in the north of Dongshui Mountain? Also, the 'Painted Face Mask' in the hands of Taoist Nanhai is now in my hands. You can set up the magic circle first. It won't be too late for you to plan your promotion after I completely refine the 'Painted Face Mask'."

He then added, "You shouldn't mind living this long, right?"

Dong Can couldn't help showing joy on his cold face after hearing this, and then he clasped his fists and said: "Thank you, Lord Fu, I can still live for hundreds of years. If you have any orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

He was a man who understood best that favors must be paid for, and he knew there was something waiting for him to do without Wang Ping reminding him.

Wang Ping showed a satisfied look at the right time and said, "I do have a small thing for you to do. You have been operating in Dongzhou for many years and are familiar with the 'First Day'. I want you to stay in Dongzhou for a while. Taoist Master Ziluan wants to open a Taoist temple in Dongzhou to promote the teachings of Taiyan Sect. How about you assist him for a hundred years?"

"Yes, I will definitely do my best!"

Dong Can answered very straightforwardly. Compared with the reward he could get, this matter was very simple for him.

Wang Ping took out a jade talisman and said, "Everything you need to do is recorded in this jade talisman." After that, he threw the jade talisman to Dong Can.

The moment Dong Can took the jade talisman, a soft white light shone into his brow, and then he saw a black lizard crawling out from the back of his neck, it quickly glanced at Wang Ping and then shrank back.

What Wang Ping wanted Dongcan to do was to change the customs around the Taoist temple built by Ziluan and transform the local culture into a humanistic culture that suits the Taiyan sect believers. The other thing was to monitor whether other Xuanmen sects had any actions in Dongzhou. The last one was to secretly clean up the belief in Huishan Zhenjun.

This was really easy for Dong Can, so he breathed a sigh of relief after knowing exactly what he was going to do. Just as he was about to express his determination, Wang Ping took out two puppet birds and said, "These two puppet birds can use the transfer array I set up. No matter where you are, use it to pass on information to me. If nothing unexpected happens, I will receive it within an hour."

As Wang Ping spoke, rich wood spirit energy poured into the bodies of the two puppet birds. The two dull puppet birds suddenly came alive. They flapped their wings and jumped around in Wang Ping's hands, then spread their wings and flew towards Dongcan. The calico cat on the branch stared at the two puppet birds, as if it wanted to pounce on them.

"Go do your thing."

Wang Ping issued an order to expel the guests.

Dong Can clasped his fists and left.

The calico cat then jumped down from the old locust tree and said in a cold voice, "Whatever you ask him to do, Zuo Liang can do it too."

Wang Ping looked at the calico cat. The calico cat, probably out of habit, also stared at him. As they looked at each other, Wang Ping said, "Xiao Zhu has been promoted to the third realm. When she comes out of retreat, I plan to let her open a dojo in Houjiang Road. How about you let Zuo Liang follow her?"

"Meow~"

The calico cat meowed, and then its body disappeared into the void.

Yu Lian translated: "She said to do it this way."

Wang Ping smiled, thinking about who was available, and then he couldn't help but sighed, "There are still too few people available."

The main thing is that he is planning for the future, and he dare not use people he is not familiar with. Puppets are the most powerful weapons when they are guided in secret, and they are useless if they are placed in the open.

Yu Lian couldn't help but say, "Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang from outer space are very capable, so you can transfer them back to serve you. Also, Wen Hai from Pingdong Gate and Dandao Gate are very loyal to you, and they always do everything you ask them to do."

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang have been serving in outer space on behalf of Qianmuguan since their last dispatch. It has been nearly two hundred years. Wenhai has been integrating the disciples of the Dikumen in the southern cultivation world after Zhigong left. Now, in cooperation with Wu Quan, he has firmly controlled all the branches of the Dikumen in the south.

As for the Shandao Sect, its headquarters is still in Zhenyang Mountain. With the intentional support of Qianmu Temple, it is considered a major sect in Zhenyang Mountain. There are thousands of disciples in the sect, including more than ten second-level cultivators and dozens of incoming cultivators. However, no one has ever broken through to the third level.

Without giving it much thought, Wang Ping called Liu Shuang to his side and ordered her to select some third-level cultivators to serve at the front line in place of Qianmu Temple, and to exchange Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang back.

There are many third-realm cultivators in the area controlled by Qianmu Temple now, especially some third-realm cultivators whose lifespans are about to expire. They are willing to give up everything for the longevity elixir refined by Qianmu Temple.

After Liu Shuang left, Wang Ping confirmed that there was nothing left to arrange before he took out the communication token to communicate with Ao Hong. He then communicated with Rong Yang and decided to meet in a city called Nan'an in the south of Xizhou at 15:30 in the afternoon ten days later. Nan'an City.

In the southwest of the Xizhou continent, close to the sea, Zhongshan Kingdom is located to the north across tens of thousands of miles of sea. The city is particularly rich because of its prosperous maritime trade. Outside the city are fertile fields stretching for dozens of miles, most of which are paddy fields, and naturally rice is planted there, and a small part is planted with fruit trees.

There is a river in the north of the city, winding down like a long dragon, passing through the edge of Nan'an City and flowing into the sea. There is a solemn ancient temple in the upper reaches of the river.

Most of the temple's buildings are built with huge stones. The huge mountain gate can be seen from dozens of miles away, as if it is connected to a paradise. When pilgrims come into the mountain gate, their expressions become extremely pious. Every day, bursts of Sanskrit sounds can be heard from the temple, as if they are specially for the people of Nan'an City who are in the sea of ​​suffering to listen to.

It was now ten days after the appointment Wang Ping had with Rong Yang and Ao Hong. Wang Ping was wearing a long gown popular among the southern clans of Xizhou, with a green jade belt around his waist. He followed the crowd through the majestic mountain gate. Tall spiritual trees could be seen everywhere inside the mountain gate. The sunlight passed through the treetops, forming mottled light and shadows on the pilgrims coming and going. In addition to the monks' Buddhist chanting, there was also the sound of crisp wind chimes in his ears.

After passing through the mountain gate and climbing up a hundred steps, you can see a huge palace about ten meters high. Every huge stone used to build the palace is full of the weight of history. On both sides of the palace gate, there are two stone pillars that can be hugged by three people. They are engraved with dense scriptures. Some believers around are whispering something under the stone pillars.

Wang Ping walked up to a monk who was supposed to guide people and took out a note. This was a room that his puppet had reserved in the temple in advance. It cost three hundred taels of silver a day, and the demand was still far from enough. The room mainly provided food and wine.

After checking the post, the monk looked at Yu Lian who was lying on Wang Ping's shoulder, but did not show any surprise, because when he observed Yu Lian, his consciousness would be changed by Yu Lian. Then, he showed a compassionate smile and led Wang Ping around the path on the left side of the huge palace and into the back.

There were a series of wooden buildings built against a huge rock at the back. Wang Ping was led into the top-floor room of a wooden building on the left. Soon, two novice monks came in with two jars of fine wine.

Half an hour later.

When the agreed time came, Wang Ping sensed the breath of Ao Hong and Rong Yang, and immediately released his own breath. The next moment, the door was pushed open.

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It was Rong Yang and Ao Hong. They both appeared at the door of the wing room at the same time.

"I smell the scent of good wine!" Rong Yang stepped into the door first, and his eyes were immediately fixed on the wine jar placed in the corner.

Wang Ping stood up to greet him, picked up the wooden sign "Do Not Disturb" in the room and hung it on the door. When he closed the door, Rong Yang had already removed the seal of the wine jar, picked up the large bowl next to it and poured the wine. As for the exquisite wine pot, he didn't even look at it.

"Such a rich fruity aroma. These monks really know how to enjoy themselves." As Rong Yang spoke, he handed one of the bowls to Ao Hong who had walked up to him. He then handed another bowl to Yu Lian. He took the remaining two bowls and walked to the round table in the middle of the room. He handed one of the bowls of wine to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping took the wine bowl, sat down and took a sip of the wine. It tasted sweet at first, with an aftertaste similar to that of fragrant pear, followed by a burning sensation.

It's good wine.

Rong Yang, who was standing next to him, drank the wine and his eyes lit up. He exclaimed, "Next time I see Ke Yun, I must ask him for some good wine. I never thought that these monks could actually make wine."

Ao Hong didn't like wine, so he put down the wine bowl after taking a sip and responded, "The Vajra Temple seems to be in a safe corner these years, but in fact it is as free as a fish in the sea. If the five sects of Xuanmen break out in internal strife again, they will definitely be able to fight back."

"Then let's fight. I'm jealous of the wealth of Zhongshan Kingdom. Maybe we'll benefit more in the end!" Rongyang brought the wine jar over and filled himself with wine again. Just as he was about to put down the wine jar, Yulian pushed her wine bowl in front of Rongyang, motioning Rongyang to fill hers as well.

For the next half hour, everyone just drank and chatted, talking about the culture of Xizhou.

When the two jars of fine wine were empty, Wang Ping said, "This land of Xizhou may seem barren, but with a little guidance it can be developed into a divine weapon far superior to that of Zhongzhou. Do you two have any other ideas?"

Ao Hong shook his head and didn't respond to the conversation. He now had only one goal, which was to cripple or kill Ao Bing as soon as possible.

Rong Yang looked at Wang Ping and first pretended to be in a state of contemplation, as if he was thinking about something important. Then he said, "Don't think that the artifacts on the ground are so simple. The things behind this involve all the True Lords. The Vajra Temple may end up losing more than it gains."

"Oh?"

Wang Ping looked at Rong Yang. They had discussed this issue last time, but Rong Yang's attitude was not like this at that time. This meant that Master Lieyang was going to reveal something to him later.

But Rong Yang stopped talking.

After a brief silence, Ao Hong looked at Wang Ping and talked about the main business of today's party, "Do you think there is a way to deal with Ao Bing?"

Wang Ping didn't say anything, but looked at Rong Yang.

Rong Yang turned to Ao Hong and asked, "Does Ao Bing want to use the spirituality of Zhongzhou's divine weapon to wash away his humanity, so as to bypass the 'entering the world' of divine arts practice and directly enter the realm of 'the embryonic form of the kingdom of God'?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Ping with a hint of jealousy, because Wang Ping had built the prototype of the kingdom of God without doing anything.

Ao Bing nodded and said, "Yes, and he has already started to make arrangements. His original plan was to control the entire Zhongzhou before making arrangements, but the tense situation made him lose his patience. He is just that kind of person. He looks wise and calm, but in fact he is just a stubborn and extremely irritable idiot!"

Every word in his speech expressed his contempt for Ao Bing.

After hearing this, Rong Yang slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out a palm-sized wooden box with crimson sealing runes flashing on the surface of the box.

"Back then, the Demon King Yao Xi fought fiercely with a magic sword, which was recorded in the Dao Palace as 'Kabushige Zero Two'..."

"Is 'Kogami Zero Two' in here?"

Yu Lian couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

Rong Yang shook his head and denied: "How is it possible..."

However, after being interrupted by Yu Lian, he lost interest in telling the story and said directly: "When Yao Xi subdued the consciousness of the magic sword, Taoist Zhen Yang happened to be next to him. He used his extremely strong and yang fire spirit to suppress most of the consciousness of the magic sword, allowing Yao Xi to successfully refine the magic sword."

"And inside this wooden box is the crazy consciousness of the Demon Sword that Taoist Zhenyang collected when he subdued the Demon Sword. It is usually the same as air, and even Ao Bing cannot detect it with his cultivation. When Ao Bing constructs a magic array to attract the spiritual power of Zhongzhou's artifacts, you will quietly put it into the core of the array."

Rong Yang spoke to Ao Hong in a low voice.

Ao Hong's eyebrows jumped when he heard this. He first glanced at Wang Ping. Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of speaking, he looked at Rong Yang and said, "Is this true? Is it really the crazy consciousness that was stripped from 'Jia Shang Ling Er'?" (End of this chapter)