There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

As Wang Ping completed the hand gesture, the small black metal ball absorbed the wood spirit energy he had gathered. Some runes with psychedelic halo appeared on its surface, making Wang Ping's eyes flicker.

Yu Lian couldn't help but shrink her neck and put her head against Wang Ping's cheek. After her pair of vertical pupils avoided the light emitted by the metal ball, she mustered up the courage to lean forward.

Wang Ping clearly felt that the wood spirit energy he had gathered was being absorbed by the small metal ball. When his soul probed into the small metal ball, he saw endless darkness. It felt as if he was using his soul to explore the universe in outer space, but it seemed that he would never see the border.

"What an exquisite thing! The runes on its surface have no regular pattern, as if they were formed by nature. But I can feel that it contains some unexplainable rules."

Yu Lian whispered to Wang Ping: "It should have its own consciousness, but it is as quiet as a stone. No, or it is a wise man. It just watches quietly. What is it watching..."

She couldn't find the words to describe it.

Wang Ping also felt that there was a quiet consciousness inside this seemingly small black ball, just like the spirit of the "Purgatory Banner", but this consciousness was very quiet, even quieter than the Hades Water, and very steady.

Furthermore, the runes on its metal surface, as Yu Lian said, have no rules, but they also seem to have rules. It’s just that Wang Ping cannot understand them with his current knowledge.

Wang Ping suppressed unnecessary thoughts in his mind, and according to the description of the secret method in his memory, he carefully continued to provide the metal ball with wood spirit energy. He didn't know how long it had passed, the sunlight in the sky turned light gold, then quickly dimmed, and heavy rain began to fall.

It was the water cultivators who arranged the rainwater, and the wood cultivators cooperated with them to plant vegetation around the rivers.

Of course, the heavy rain could not reach the mountaintop dojo.

So Wang Ping still sat cross-legged quietly in front of the old locust tree. When the sky became completely dark, Yu Lian fell asleep on Wang Ping's shoulder without him knowing when. At this moment, a "clicking" sound like the friction of metal gears came from inside the metal ball.

Then, some cracks appeared on the metal ball. Wang Ping looked into the interior of the metal ball through these cracks. It was pitch black inside, just as his soul had discovered, and there was no end in sight. However, the ball was only the size of a thumb, which gave Wang Ping the visual feeling of an illusion.

But his soul told him that this was not an illusion, but a real thing.

Just as Wang Ping was observing the situation inside the metal ball, a colorful halo emerged and spread outward with the metal ball as the center, and soon spread to a distance of five meters.

What Wang Ping saw was that he seemed to be suddenly pulled into a strange and different dimension, and then a rich spiritual energy came towards him. It was the purest spiritual energy, which made the spiritual veins and wood spirit in Wang Ping's body excited, and his qi sea instinctively sped up to absorb the spiritual energy here.

“It’s amazing, it’s really amazing!”

Yu Lian didn't know when she woke up. She soared into the sky and swayed her body in this strange space, trying to find the truth.

Wang Ping suppressed the desire to explore in his emotions, and extended his soul consciousness in the most rational state. Without any obstacles, he quickly passed through the "alternative dimension". He was actually still in the dojo on the top of the mountain, right in front of the old locust tree. He did not move an inch, but the small metal ball changed the rules of the space around him.

It cannot be said to be a change, but rather it is the release of some of the internal power.

"With this, why are you collecting those energy crystals?"

Yu Lian's tone was filled with surprise and shock. "Perhaps you don't even need to collect the other two 'Wood Spirit Origins'. Absorbing their power is enough to complete your fourth realm!"

Wang Ping, however, was not so optimistic. He knew very early on that only hard work would bring rewards, and endless demands would lead to unimaginable disasters.

So he cut off the magic spell in his hand and the wood spirit energy that was being transmitted.

A moment later, the space around him returned to its original state, and the metal ball also returned to its original shape.

Yu Lian sensed the seriousness in Wang Ping's mood, swung her tail, patted Wang Ping on the back and said, "Think positively about everything, then your humanity will be active and your mood will be open."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping reached out and gently stroked Yu Lian's head. Yu Lian responded by resting her head against Wang Ping's palm.

Afterwards, Wang Ping placed the metal ball on the coffee table and activated the puppet in the courtyard to come and make tea. He had been running around these days and had not had a good sip of tea.

After a while.

Wang Ping picked up the teacup, looked at the moonlight in the sky and took a sip of tea. He felt that his mind became much clearer.

"The moonlight is still the same, but the world is different."

He let out a sigh, lamenting the now-declined Central Plains, and also lamenting his own heart. Although he maintained his reverence for life and compassion for the people, deep in his heart, he had already isolated himself from those ordinary lives.

He couldn't achieve the mentality of a saint, so he drank another cup of tea, turned to look at Yu Lian and asked, "How do saints become enlightened?"

Yu Lian was asking the puppet to refill her tea, and she casually replied, "If I knew, wouldn't I be a saint?"

She took a sip of tea, and with Wang Ping's figure reflected in her eyes, she said, "Keep respecting life and being kind to the people. You can't think like a saint, but you can practice like them."

"That's right!"

Wang Ping put down the teacup in his hand, suppressed some thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind, and looked at the small metal ball on the coffee table again.

The reason why he had diffused his thoughts just now was to mobilize his emotions to think about a problem, to think about whether he should use the "Sky Eye" to check the origin of the metal ball.

Now that Wang Ping has made a decision, he needs to check it out.

However, as a cautious Taiyan cultivator, he first wanted to deduce whether there was any crisis, so he first summoned the "Heavenly Sword" at the center of his eyebrows and constructed a magic array.

Yu Lian looked at the dim divine map and felt anger rising in her heart. She cursed Lord Lieyang inwardly and then connected with Wang Ping's soul to feel the emotions of the survivors.

Wang Ping sat cross-legged at the core of the magic array. He became particularly indifferent in the state of "self-denial". He stared coldly at the dim map of the kingdom of God, then stretched out his left hand to fix a spell.

The next moment, the third eye between his eyebrows opened, and as consciousness emerged, countless results of deduction appeared in his mind. Then he slowly sorted out these results and soon came to the conclusion that "there will be no danger."

Without hesitation, his "Heavenly Eye" immediately faced the small metal ball placed on the coffee table, but all he saw was gray, and then he felt a strange presence staring at him.

"who are you?"

A voice appeared directly in Wang Ping's consciousness. Wang Ping was unable to react for a moment. An illusory white light formed in front of Wang Ping. When Wang Ping looked over, the white light formed a human figure, an old man who looked like a fairy.

"Who are you? Why did you cultivate the 'Eye of Falsehood'?"

Without waiting for Wang Ping to answer, a pair of dark eyes appeared on his illusory face, and he asked himself, "Oh, I remember now. You are Yu Xiao's descendant and you brought me out from underground. But why do you have the 'Eye of Illusion'?"

Wang Ping suppressed the shock in his heart, clasped his fists and asked, "Senior, do you know its origin?"

When he asked, Yu Lian stretched her neck and looked at the figure in the illusory light curiously. She communicated with Wang Ping in the sea of ​​spirits, "It has a similar aura to Mingshui. It's an artifact spirit, but it's both illusory and real. It has a little consciousness of its own. I don't know how powerful it is for now."

The illusory figure's dark eyes quickly disappeared in response to Wang Ping's question. Then he shook his head and asked, "Do you want to know the origin of Xinghai?"

He pointed to the small metal ball on the coffee table.

"It's called 'Sea of ​​Stars'?"

Wang Ping subconsciously looked over, and the gray-white light that blocked his sight suddenly dissipated. When his divine eye fixed on the small metal ball, countless scenes suddenly emerged in his mind, which he could not fully observe in the first place even with his fourth realm cultivation.

"Take a good look!"

The illusory figure left these words and then disappeared.

Wang Ping no longer had time to pay attention to him at the moment, and the same went for Yu Lian. She needed to help Wang Ping sort out his chaotic spiritual consciousness, because there were too many things appearing in Wang Ping's spiritual consciousness at this moment.

It took Wang Ping a whole night to sort out the contents of its consciousness.

At first, what he saw was an endless space, but because his consciousness was too small, he could only vaguely feel that it was a universe.

It seemed as if a dark light was artificially released into the depths of the universe. This light was full of powerful and unknown energy. Space and time were distorted and deformed because of it, and much cosmic matter was swallowed up by it.

Suddenly, a loud bang broke the silence of the universe. The black light burst out with indescribable power, crushing all the surrounding matter into powder. Countless galaxies were destroyed under this force.

At the center of the explosion, an illusory black monster formed, devouring the chaotic power formed after the explosion. After hundreds of millions of years, or tens of billions of years, its body was torn apart by the power it had devoured. Countless energies were born or reborn from the monster's broken body, and then they unconsciously approached the light sources remaining in the universe.

Those light source areas are galaxies that survived the previous destruction. They are particularly dazzling in the dark universe. Even when Wang Ping read these pictures, he felt a yearning for those light sources.

As time went by, at the core of the explosion of the black light, under the chaotic and empty starry sky, the debris and dust of the universe gathered, and at the end of all things, a faint black light was gestating.

In this silent abyss of the universe, that speck of light is almost negligible, but it does exist.

No one knew how much time had passed before the black light spot was affected by the rules of the universe and began to rotate at high speed, absorbing countless chaotic energies from the silent starry sky. No one knew how much time had passed before the high-speed rotating light spot finally converged into a point, forming a small black metal ball.

It is still rotating, sometimes making a slight humming sound, and surging energy erupts from its interior from time to time. As time goes by, mysterious runes continue to form on its surface, as if recording the mysteries and history of the universe, while greedily absorbing the energy in the chaos.

Countless years passed, and the chaotic starry sky became clean at some point.

The metal ball also stopped rotating at a certain point in time, and it seemed to be in a static state, but the universe is not static, so it is actually constantly changing its position according to the laws of the universe, but the surrounding starry sky is empty, so it looks like it is still.

As if it was a singularity of fate, some conscious energy bodies appeared in the starry sky around the metal ball. Their minds were confused, but they looked like refugees fleeing, carrying the most primitive desires and starry sky energy, moving rapidly towards a light source somewhere in the universe.

Finally, at a certain point in time, they approached a light source, but it was an extremely huge source of fire, and any consciousness that came into contact with it would become part of the flame.

But there are still countless energy consciousnesses rushing forward one after another, and eventually they all turn into flame energy.

The metal ball did not rush over. It just quietly watched the flame deep in the universe. After observing for a long time, the burning flame suddenly exploded. The energy generated by the explosion pushed it to other starry skies.

Wang Ping suddenly stopped reading here, because the information impact produced by the fire explosion was so great that his soul consciousness could not digest it, so he could only forcibly erase it from his memory.

It’s a bit of a pity, because this part of the memory contains the original rules of the universe, but this is not knowledge that he can read now.

Wang Ping stopped and did not continue to read the images in his mind. Instead, he closed his "Heavenly Eye" and removed the magic array and entered into a state of meditation, because he could already roughly guess what would happen next.

After Wang Ping entered into meditation, Yu Lian rose into the air and flew to the river at the foot of the mountain to catch some fish and shrimp.

the next day.

As soon as the sun rose, Wang Ping woke up from his meditation. He looked to the side and saw the calico cat sleeping on her cushion, while Yu Lian was hanging contentedly on the branch of the old locust tree.

Wang Ping sent away the puppet beside him and made tea himself to pass the time.

At noon that day, he reread the past that he had observed last night, skipping some useless pictures and jumping directly to the timeline when the metal ball appeared on Zhongzhou Star.

He saw a cheerful young man pick it up, and then use it to practice all the way to the third realm. Then the metal ball developed consciousness and often exchanged ideas with the young man, so it was called "Star Sea".

But as the young man was promoted to the fourth realm, the existence of the "sea of ​​stars" was obscured, and all he could see was nothingness.

"Is that Grandmaster Yuxiao?"

Wang Ping spoke softly, causing the calico cat next to him to prick up its ears, and Yu Lian also opened one eye.

After a long time, a strange yet familiar voice appeared in Wang Ping's ears: "Yes."

It is the voice of the spirit in the 'Sea of ​​Stars'.

Then, it became quiet again. (End of this chapter)