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The foot of Qianmu Mountain.

Zuo Liang was wearing a blue narrow-sleeved combat robe. The difference between it and an ordinary robe was that the hem only reached past the knees, and his calves were covered with thick leggings with complex defensive runes carved on the surface. There were also metal plates on the wrist guards, which were also engraved with densely packed runes.

Her hair was tied together with a wooden hairpin, and her pretty face had a cold look. This outfit made her look like a palace soldier wearing cotton armor.

Hundreds of years have passed, and her impetuousness and erraticness are long gone, replaced by stability. Looking at her, people can't help but feel trust in her.

"Let's go, don't keep people waiting."

A voice came from the side. It was the calico cat Mimi, who was standing on a huge rock beside the mountain road leading to the top of Qianmu Mountain.

Zuo Liang nodded, took a deep breath and took a step forward.

Her master had brought her to this place many times when he was alive, but after her master failed to be promoted and died, her status in Qianmu Temple plummeted, and she was even rejected by other cultivators in Dongshui Mountain, which eventually led to her leaving Qianmu Temple.

Fortunately, when she followed her master, she met Yang Rong and other core disciples of Qianmu Temple, which allowed her to return to Jinhuai City to manage the business left by her master. Later, through the relationship with the Baishui Lake demon clan, she got to know the demon clan of Ningzhou Road, and by chance she entered the demon domain, which gave her the opportunity for promotion.

She has been living under someone else's roof in the demon realm these years, and only she knows how it feels.

"Why don't you bring your disciple with you?" the calico cat asked, jumping onto another boulder.

"He is preparing to enter the country." Zuo Liang replied as he climbed the stairs.

"You are so stupid, much more stupid than Zuo Xuan."

Zuo Liang did not explain.

The man and the cat walked quietly towards the top of the mountain. The closer they got to the dojo on the top of the mountain, the more awe Zuo Liang felt in her heart. When they were almost at the top of the mountain, she couldn't help but lower her head.

The gate of the dojo was open. The disciple guarding the door saw the calico cat walking in front and hurriedly saluted with his fists, then bowed to Zuo Liang.

Entering the dojo and seeing the path between the lush spiritual trees, Zuo Liang seemed to see the scene when her master first brought her to the dojo on the top of the mountain. Her emotions instantly became richer.

"Now is not the time to be in a daze." The voice of the calico cat sounded beside him.

Zuo Liang came back to her senses and used her own cultivation to suppress the rich emotions that were born in her. Then she continued to move forward. In just over ten breaths, she saw a huge old locust tree that had not been there before, and the faint fragrance of locust flowers emerged in her nostrils.

Then she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, and she instinctively stopped, but did not dare to speak.

The calico cat appeared beside the coffee table in a flash and said to Wang Ping, "The person has been brought here." Then he looked at Shen Xiaozhu who was sitting opposite Wang Ping.

When Wang Ping and Shen Xiaozhu cast their eyes over, Zuo Liang immediately clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "Junior greets Lord Changqing." Then he bowed to Yu Lian, who was lying on a branch basking in the sun, and said, "Greetings to Envoy Lingyuan."

Wang Ping said with a smile: "When your master entered my Qianmu Temple, she was officially registered. If you really want to count, she is my junior sister. You don't have to call me senior, just call me uncle."

Zuo Liang was stunned.

Yu Lian, who was dozing on the branch, opened her eyes and said, "Why are you standing there? Call Master Uncle and let me hear it."

Zuo Liang hurriedly bowed again and said, "Greetings to Uncle Changqing, and Uncle Yulian."

The calico cat pointed at Shen Xiaozhu with one paw and said, "This is your Senior Sister Shen, why don't you come over and pay your respects to her."

Zuo Liang naturally did not dare to be negligent. After all, she would need to work for Shen Xiaozhu for a long time. After Shen Xiaozhu's master accepted Zuo Liang as his nephew, he understood what was going on and naturally did not act arrogantly.

After a round of politeness, Wang Ping looked at Zuo Liang and said with a smile: "Your master's chess skills were unrivaled at the time. Few people in the southern cultivation world could beat her. I wonder how much of her skills you have learned?"

Zuo Liang clasped his fists and said, "I am not good at chess. I estimate that I only have 10% of the master's ability."

"Ha ha!"

Wang Ping laughed happily at first, then looked at Shen Xiaozhu and said, "I was not able to win a game against Taoist Zuo Xuan at the beginning. Now I think it is a pity. How about you play a game against Junior Brother Zuo Liang on my behalf today?"

"Yes, Master."

Shen Xiaozhu has always been a man of few words.

Zuo Liang naturally had no way to refute that she was really not good at playing chess because she had simply not had the time to play chess with others in recent years.

Fortunately, Shen Xiaozhu was the same. Her game with Zuo Liang was, in today's words, a fight between two noobs, with no strategy at all.

Wang Ping watched with great interest until their game was over.

"You will have plenty of time in the future. You might as well put down your burdens and study chess carefully. It is like self-cultivation." Wang Ping looked at Shen Xiaozhu and instructed: "There are many books on chess in my room. Remember to take some with you when you leave. You will have plenty of time in the future. Take a vacation. There are many good places worth visiting on Houjiang Road."

"Disciple, please remember this."

Shen Xiaozhu agreed.

Wang Ping looked at Zuo Liang and said with a smile: "Let's play another round."

Another round began. This time, Wang Ping was no longer just watching the game, but talking about business: "The future situation may be very bad. You should not interfere in worldly affairs in Houjiang Road. You should also control your disciples and keep Houjiang Road's cultivation world from being cut off."

These words stunned Shen Xiaozhu and Zuo Liang. Zuo Liang quickly thought of many things. Shen Xiaozhu had been in seclusion for these years and seemed a little confused.

Yu Lian added on the branch: "In the future, there will be a disaster that will affect the entire Zhongzhou continent. Sending you to Houjiang Road is to give you a chance to cultivate your humanity, and secondly, to find a way to protect the people as much as possible and stabilize the local spirituality."

...

After Shen Xiaozhu and Zuo Liang finished the second game, Wang Ping asked them to leave.

Three days later, the letter from the Taoist Palace's three-seat meeting appointing Shen Xiaozhu as the chief abbot of Houjiang Road Taoist Palace was delivered to Qianmu Temple.

Wang Ping did not go to see Shen Xiaozhu off, and neither did Yu Lian. When Shen Xiaozhu and Zuo Liang left, Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang returned to Qianmu Temple.

It was also on this day that the army that invaded Shangjing City announced the founding of a country and established a temple, called "Chuan".

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang returned to Qianmu Temple and were first arranged to wait in a lounge in the front hall. It was during the waiting process that they learned about the current situation in Zhongzhou.

"I didn't expect that the Datong Dynasty would fall in a blink of an eye. It's really ridiculous. This divine weapon in the world..." Leng Kezhen's sigh came to an abrupt end.

"What's so strange about this? The world is not ruled by one company alone." Qingjiang was open-minded about it.

"I'm looking forward to what's next." Leng Kezhen smiled. Qingjiang didn't respond.

The two of them waited for less than half a day before a disciple from the mountaintop dojo came to greet them and allowed them to fly to the mountaintop dojo.

Wang Ping saw Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang's human consciousness emanating unconsciously, and asked, "It seems that outer space no longer prohibits absorbing demonic energy for cultivation?"

He sensed the residual extraterritorial energy in Leng Kezhen's body, so he asked this question as soon as they met.

Leng Kezhen replied: "Only cultivators in the third realm can absorb demonic energy for cultivation, and they need to be promoted to the third realm for a full 100 years before they can do so."

Wang Ping said, "Some time ago, when I called together my disciples, I gave them some advice. It was an expansion of my Annotations on Heaven and Man. There is a chapter in it called 'Walking on the Great Way'. Have you ever read it?"

Leng Kezhen was startled, and immediately recalled the content of the chapter "Walking on the Great Dao" in his mind. Then he heard Wang Ping continue to say: "Although the extraterritorial energy can help you quickly improve your cultivation, it will also awaken your deep desires. Although you are a tool cultivator, you have entered the righteous path of my Xuanmen. You must not indulge in it in the future. It is okay to study it occasionally, otherwise you will not have any chance of promotion in the future."

These words not only did not make Leng Kezhen unhappy, but instead made her look happy, because in these words Wang Ping personally admitted that he had entered the orthodox way of Xuanmen.

"Disciple, please remember this!"

Leng Kezhen immediately called himself a "disciple".

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Wang Ping seemed very satisfied with Leng Kezhen's reaction. After Leng Kezhen agreed, he smiled and nodded. Seeing this, Yu Lian turned her head and pretended not to see it.

After talking with Leng Kezhen, Wang Ping looked at Qingjiang and asked, "Does Daoist Xiuyu have any news?"

Qingjiang responded immediately: "There has been no news since the last time the master left."

Wang Ping nodded again and said, "You have revised the Hundred Water Secrets and have practiced very well. There are several disciples of the Seventh Prince of Linshui Mansion in Zhonghui City. If you have any questions, you can ask them. Don't worry that they will refuse you. I have already informed them in advance."

Qing Jiang couldn't refuse such a thing, and like Leng Kezhen, he clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Lord!"

Wang Ping chuckled and said, "Come forward and talk."

Upon hearing this, the two men first bowed, then respectfully took a few steps forward and stopped five steps in front of the coffee table.

Wang Ping then got down to business: "There is only one reason why I called you back this time, and that is to help me look after the internal affairs and discipline of Qianmu Temple. Since I took over Qianmu Temple, I have been managing the disciples in a relatively relaxed manner, which has caused them to develop many bad habits. Some of the disciples do not care about the sect rules at all."

At this point, his tone gradually became serious. He stared at the two of them and said, "I plan to merge the Internal Affairs Office and the Discipline Court of the Front Hall into one, and then hand it over to the two of you to manage. What do you think?"

"Disciple accepts the order!"

Leng Kezhen agreed immediately.

Qing Jiang was a beat slower. Although she was a water cultivator, she was Xiu Yu's disciple and could be considered a member of the Tai Yan sect. Nowadays, most of the Tai Yan sect members gathered under Qianmu Temple, so she was not as obsessed with the title of "Xuanmen orthodoxy" as Leng Kezhen.

Wang Ping took out a jade slip from his storage bag and said, "Everything you need to do is engraved in it."

After saying that, he threw out the jade slip, which turned into two milky white halos about ten feet in front of the two men and sank into their brows at a speed that they could not catch.

The mission recorded in this jade slip is to secretly replace Huishan Zhenjun with Xiaoshan Zhenjun, and at the same time to strictly enforce the sect rules in the next hundred years.

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang digested what they were going to do. Although there was no change on the surface, Wang Ping's soul could clearly feel the changes in their consciousness.

"Just do it and don't say anything. Do you understand?" Wang Ping gave the order directly without discussing with them whether to do it or not.

Leng Kezhen and Qingjiang were already on the verge of a fight, so they had no choice but to immediately say, "Understood!"

After listening to the two people's statements, Wang Ping took out an exquisite medicine bottle and a jade slip from his storage bag and said, "Here are two Nine Revolution Pills and the secret method of cultivation for the fourth level of weapon cultivation."

After saying that, he threw the medicine bottle and jade slip to Leng Kezhen.

Leng Kezhen took the medicine bottle and jade slip, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Lord."

Wang Ping looked at Qingjiang again and said, "From now on, Guanneishuiyuan will be your dojo."

As he spoke, he threw the token of the head of the Water Academy that he had prepared long ago to Qingjiang, "With the current Nine Extremes Formation of Qianmu Temple, the spiritual energy gathered should be enough for you to practice."

"Thank you Mr. Fu."

Qingjiang also thanked him, but he was more reserved than Leng Kezhen.

Wang Ping showed a perfectly satisfied smile and said comfortingly, "What you are doing is very important. There is no need to be too anxious. I have already informed the disciples who are supporting Qianmu Mountain. If there is anything, you can come directly to the mountaintop dojo to report to me."

Naturally, the two of them made another statement.

Wang Ping saw that the time was almost right, so he waved his hand and said, "Go to the front hall to find my eldest disciple Liu Shuang. She will arrange for you to integrate the internal affairs and the discipline hall related affairs."

Yu Lian watched the two people retreat, and she used her tail to roll up the teacup and drank the tea. When the two people disappeared at the end of the path, she said, "These two people are quite sensible."

Wang Ping did not comment on this. The purpose of all cultivators in this world is to improve their cultivation throughout their lives. If that is impossible, they would try to leave behind their own legacy. He gave the two what they wanted.

At this time, a light curtain panel popped up in front of Wang Ping's eyes, indicating that the fusion progress of the "Heaven-Covering Talisman" had increased a little bit, reaching (81/100). This was the result of the Shangjing City Battle that he predicted.

"Ao Bing is really a little too anxious."

Wang Ping summoned the "Dongtian Mirror" and said that from the fall of Xiaguan to the capture of Shangjing City, only less than a month had passed. He hurriedly overthrew the temples in various places that worshipped him and Rongyang and established his own temple.

In addition, with the help of some monks from the Vajra Temple, Ao Bing used some golden spiritual instruments to detect puppets in various places, causing a lot of losses to some low-level puppets deployed by Wang Ping in the north.

Hearing this, Yu Lian put down her teacup and said, "I think he seems to be planning to defeat the Xin Dynasty's army in one fell swoop. Will that old guy Rong Yang capsize?"

The Dachuan regime established by Ao Bing dispatched two large armies on the second day after the establishment of the temple and the founding of the country. One army continued to sweep the Xin Dynasty regime westwards, and the other went south to capture many towns in Jianglin Road. It seemed that they wanted to take over the entire north in one fell swoop.

"Don't worry. The Xin Dynasty now occupies a large area in the northwest, and has Beiyuan Road as a buffer. It won't be so easy to be defeated, not to mention the powerful people in the three routes of Zhenyang Mountain."

Wang Ping made a firm statement.

The actual situation was the same as Wang Ping had guessed. After half a year of fierce fighting, the Xin Dynasty and the three powerful forces in Zhenyang Mountain formed an alliance again and blocked the army of the Dachuan Dynasty at Jianglin Road and Beiyuan Road.

Under such circumstances, Qianmu Temple quietly closed its gates. (End of this chapter)