There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 828: Continuous Visits

"Over the years, I have mainly recruited monks from the Vajra Temple and some independent practitioners. I have warned them about the incident in the capital this time, but they just wouldn't listen, which resulted in the deaths of three main independent practitioners and almost all the peripheral members died."

Yuanzheng was quite sad.

Yuanzheng has managed the gathering very well over the years. After all, with the communication token, there is no need for face-to-face communication. For this purpose, many peripheral members have been developed. They contact fixed core members, who manage them, organize their intelligence, and then give them certain rewards.

They are an important source of intelligence placed in secret by Qianmu Temple, and they also provide convenience for the core disciples of Qianmu Temple to practice. Shen Xiaozhu and Xia Wenyi are currently the core members of the gathering, and some of their secret things are done through the gathering.

Yu Lian, who was standing next to him, felt embarrassed to continue blaming Yuan Zheng when she saw his expression. When Wang Ping went to Yuan Zheng to improve his physique during the Qi training stage, she was very angry after being ignored by Yuan Zheng. Every time she saw Yuan Zheng, she had the urge to hit him with water bombs.

Wang Ping picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Yuan Zheng himself and said, "Come and sit down and have a cup of tea."

Yuanzheng looked at the steaming tea on the coffee table, clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Thank you, my lord." Then he walked over carefully and sat down.

After Yuan Zheng took a sip of tea, Wang Ping said, "What is lost will be taken back one day. Although Zhongzhou is dilapidated now, on the other hand, we can do whatever we want with Zhongzhou in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zheng put down his teacup and bowed, "I was just about to tell you something we can do. The Jiuding Sect suffered heavy losses because of this incident and was forced by the Diku Sect. They are now having internal conflicts. Sun Shulin, do you remember?"

Wang Ping nodded.

Yu Lian said, "Is it the weapon cultivator we met when we collected the Sacred Heart Grass in Hushan Country?"

Yuan Zheng smiled and responded, "It's him. He entered the Jiuding Sect through our introduction. After so many years, he was promoted to the third level with the help of the gathering. He is now one of the six elders of the Jiuding Sect. If you nod, he can move to the south with a group of disciples."

Before Wang Ping could answer, Yu Lian said, "Wouldn't it be better to keep people like this in Jiudingmen? Let them help gather intelligence in the northwest, and perhaps there will be unexpected gains in the future."

Yuan Zheng explained, "That's right, but their conflict can no longer be resolved, because Sun Shulin is an outsider. Although he sits in the position of elder, it is a compromise of the core members of Jiuding Sect in order to stabilize the balance between the Jiuding Sect's headmaster and the lower-level cultivators. But now that a big fire has burned everything, there is no need for the so-called balance."

"That's it~"

Yu Lian nodded thoughtfully. In the cultivation world, sectarianism was very serious, and this kind of thing was very normal.

Yuan Zheng looked at Wang Ping and asked, "What do you think?"

Wang Ping picked up the teacup, thought for a moment and said, "The southern cultivation world really needs a weapon cultivation sect with a complete inheritance. You and Shuang'er can handle this matter, but the exploration of the underground cave gate cannot stop. Find a way to develop some cultivators from the northwest underground cave gate."

He was also prepared for a rainy day. Although he and Zhi Gong had supported each other to reach the fourth level, they might not necessarily become enemies in the future.

Yuanzheng naturally agreed.

Wang Ping warned again: "Also, since you still have a chance of survival, don't give up easily."

He was talking about the fourth level of "The Secret Method of Supreme Alchemy". Yuan Zheng still had a very good chance, but Yuan Zheng himself seemed to have no plans in this regard.

"Don't worry, my Lord. I have my own plans."

Yuan Zheng bowed.

Wang Ping did not say more on this topic.

After the two chatted for a while, Yuanzheng got up and said goodbye.

After a while.

Taoist Zi Chen, who had been waiting outside the garden gate for a long time, was led to Wang Ping by his disciple.

After much consideration, Wang Ping decided to meet Zi Chen. After all, the Zhenyang Sect still owed him compensation.

Zi Chen saw that Wang Ping was bowing properly with his fists clasped together, and he was not at all arrogant because he had practiced longer than Wang Ping. After bowing, perhaps because he knew that the Zhenyang Sect had gone a little too far this time, his whole body showed just the right amount of fear.

"You said you represent the True Yang Cult. Tell me what you brought to me. We are allies after all."

Wang Ping was not too polite.

Zi Chen became even more panicked when he heard Wang Ping's impolite tone, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I received a jade slip message from Uncle Rong Yang, and he asked me to tell you that everything the Zhen Yang Sect promised you before is valid. In addition, we will fully support you in re-establishing the Tai Yan Sect."

Wang Ping looked at Zi Chen seriously. He knew that this promise was for a place in the fourth realm of Zhenyang. As for supporting him to re-establish Taiyan Sect, this was an established fact. It didn't matter whether Zhenyang Sect supported it or not.

"Any more?"

Wang Ping asked softly.

Zi Chen lowered his head and said, "Master Rongyang asked me to hand a letter to you personally."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his pocket.

Wang Ping frowned as he looked at the letter, then he stretched out his hand to gather a ball of wood spirit energy, took it in his hand while checking the letter, and then opened it in front of Zi Chen.

The content inside was still written in the code word used to communicate between them.

There was a hot smell when the letter was opened, because the letter was imprinted with the energy of the fire spirit. At the beginning, Rong Yang told Wang Ping bluntly that this was the best time for him to cultivate the fourth realm to perfection, so he must not miss it.

The other thing is to explain in detail the True Yang Sect's plan this time. Just as Wang Ping guessed, the two places in the True Yang Four Realms that were lost hundreds of years ago were deliberately made by True Lord Lieyang in order to allow Xu Chun, who mastered the "True Fire Banner" of the Sun Sect, to cultivate a fire spirit in his body.

In this way, Xu Chun's Fire Spirit Golden Crow will definitely become greedy for the power inside the 'True Fire Banner'. As long as there is an opportunity, he will go crazy and release the power inside the 'True Fire Banner' by himself.

What Ao Bing did in Shangjing City was undoubtedly the best opportunity and the best chance.

Finally, Rong Yang reminded Wang Ping that the person from Yuqing Sect would have a big move in Xizhou. He knew that Wang Ping had plans in Yuqing Sect, so he told Wang Ping not to get too involved.

Wang Ping couldn't help but sigh after reading the letter. In his impression, Xu Chun was also a smart person. He handled problems decisively and calmly, and possessed rationality that most True Yang cultivators did not have.

He believed that Xu Chun must have guessed that there was something wrong with the sudden arrival of the fourth level of True Yang, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the fourth level, which was really regrettable.

Yu Lian also read the contents of the letter and felt Wang Ping's emotions. She said in her spiritual sea: "I don't think there is any cultivator in this world who has reached the perfection of the third realm who can endure the fourth realm."

Wang Ping agreed with this point. If he were to switch places with Xu Chun, he would have made the same choice. "What else?"

Wang Ping put away the letter and his mood, and looked at Taoist Zi Chen who was standing in front of him in an orderly manner.

Zi Chen clasped his fists again, lowered his head and said, "We plan to move our base in the south back to the northern snow mountains."

Wang Ping didn't say anything about it. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, got it. You can leave now."

Taoist Master Zi Chen clasped his fists, stepped back two steps, and added as if remembering something: "I heard that Taoist Master Feng Miao is a good friend of the Lord of the Mansion. She escaped the burning of the flames, but could not escape the invasion of the fire spirit, which caused the spiritual veins in her body to riot, and her consciousness went crazy on the spot."

Wang Ping was stunned for a few breaths, then waved his hand and said, "Got it."

Feng Miao can be said to be the most typical Xuanmen cultivator in this world. When she was practicing Qi, she was influenced by Taoist habits, which led her to hate evil and see the essence of things as either black or white. But with the erosion of time, she learned that there is also gray in this world, and that the righteous path in this world is not necessarily white, it may also be black.

Then she stumbled all the way, hovering between the entry level and the second level. After finally reaching the second level, she had to face the threshold of the third level. Facing the threshold of the third level, she worked diligently and did not dare to be careless in the slightest to complete all the tasks assigned to her.

Maybe at the last moment, Feng Miao suddenly felt the ridiculousness of her life, so she simply gave up resistance. She might also want to go crazy for real.

After Taoist Zi Chen turned and left, Wang Ping picked up the teacup and looked at the tea with faint ripples, saying: "Compared to them, I am really lucky in my life. I had the master to help me at the beginning of my cultivation, and you are by my side."

Yu Lian tilted her head and looked at Wang Ping. Wang Ping's figure was reflected in her vertical pupils. She said, "Speaking of luck, maybe I am the lucky one. Otherwise, I might still be being bullied by Yuan Yuan in the small pond in Hushan Country."

"Haha~"

Wang Ping chuckled and looked up at the end of the path ahead.

The disciple outside the door was holding a visiting card in his hand. When Wang Ping looked at him, he quickly said, "Senior Ruan Chunzi is at the foot of the mountain asking to see you."

"Oh?"

Wang Ping did not accept the visiting card, but his spiritual consciousness descended directly to the foot of the mountain.

Ruan Chunzi, in a grey Taoist robe with narrow sleeves, stood quietly in the pavilion beside the river. He seemed to be unchanged, but Wang Ping felt that most of the spiritual veins in his body were destroyed, and he was afraid that his end was near.

"Whoo~"

Wang Ping couldn't help feeling annoyed.

But soon, he suppressed his irritation and said to the disciple who was in charge, "You don't have to worry about this matter, just leave." As he spoke, he shot a blessing talisman with the "Qingmu Technique" into the sky.

When the blessing talisman landed accurately on Ruan Chunzi, Wang Ping's voice rang in Ruan Chunzi's ears: "Just fly up, I have some good tea here."

Upon hearing that, Ruan Chunzi walked out of the pavilion. A smile flashed across his face as he looked towards the top of the mountain. Then he turned into a stream of light and flew towards the top of the mountain. In a blink of an eye, he saw the familiar old locust tree. As his line of sight changed, he saw Wang Ping in front of the old locust tree again.

"Fu Jun!"

When he steadied his body, he saluted with his fists almost instinctively. A small fire lizard's head was revealed at his collar. He tilted his head and looked at Yu Lian who was drinking tea beside the coffee table.

Wang Ping waved at him and said, "You and I don't have to be so polite. Come over and have some tea."

Ruan Chunzi nodded silently, walked over obediently, and sat cross-legged opposite Wang Ping. Yu Lian immediately communicated with the fire lizard through her consciousness, and then the fire lizard immediately jumped off Ruan Chunzi's shoulder, as if it wanted to duel with Yu Lian.

"My brain is still not working well~"

Rain Lotus teased Salamander and spit a water bomb at him.

The fire lizard dodged and was about to spit fire to fight back when the rain lotus had already soared into the sky, and the calico cat behind the old locust tree suddenly pounced on it.

Ruan Chunzi glanced at his pet and picked up the teacup, but did not drink the tea immediately. Instead, he said, "When the fire started, I just wanted a cup of tea."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup and drank it all.

"Is there any wine?"

Wang Ping nodded slightly and asked the working puppet in the courtyard to go to the cellar at the back to get some wine.

Ruan Chunzi glanced in the direction of the courtyard and said with a sigh, "At that time, I was sorting out the materials to be transported to the Moon Base. Many people nearby gathered together to watch the strange phenomenon in the sky. They thought it was a good omen, that the immortals had come down to earth to bless them. Many people knelt on the ground to pray."

"Everything happened too fast. They were still praying, still full of hope for the world, and then they were turned into ashes by the sudden high temperature. A prosperous city really disappeared in a trance, and no one even screamed. I blocked the high temperature and tried to do something, but found that everything was destroyed."

"I was half asleep when I heard some surviving monks calling for help. I flew over and used the 'Sunflower' to try to absorb the heat, but I overestimated myself. By the time I realized what was happening, I not only failed to save them, but I also lost myself."

Ruan Chunzi showed a bitter smile on his face.

Wang Ping took the wine jar brought by the puppet, took out two wine bowls from the storage bag, poured a bowl of wine for Ruan Chunzi himself, and then poured another bowl for himself.

Then, they both picked up the glass silently and drank it all at the same time.

"At the end of the day, I realized that I was actually very attached to this world. I still have a lot of things to do, and I don't know what is outside this starry sky."

Ruan Chunzi picked up the jar of wine that Wang Ping had put down and drank it all in one gulp.

Wang Ping felt Ruan Chunzi's unprecedented desire to survive. His soul carefully observed the spiritual veins in his body and found that almost every inch was damaged. The reason he could still be alive was entirely because of the suppression of the sunflower cultivated by Ruan Chunzi, and also because Ruan Chunzi's soul was cultivated very stably.

"Do you have any idea?"

Wang Ping asked.

Ruan Chunzi put down the wine jar in his hand, straightened up and clasped his fists, saying: "I want to live. As long as my consciousness is preserved, even if I am transformed into a puppet, I will live. I want to see the future. I want to know what Zhongzhou will look like in the future!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to kowtow to Wang Ping, but he couldn't do it.

Wang Ping used the Wood Spirit Qi to hold Ruan Chunzi up and said to him, "Your soul is very stable. I can make a puppet body for you to temporarily inhabit. Then I can ask the demon tribe if they have any vacant soul bodies. If you can merge with the body within a hundred years, you can start over. Otherwise...you will die."

(End of this chapter)