There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 897 Planning the Five Realms
On the steps of the front hall.

Shen Xiaozhu and Hu Qianqian strictly followed the etiquette of the Taoist temple and built an altar of the standard for a True Lord. Before Wang Ping came, they each lit a stick of incense according to the rules.

Wang Ping landed on the high platform, first bowed to the statue of Yuanwu Zhenjun, then looked at his disciples and waved his hand, saying: "You guys should go and take care of your own things first."

He wanted to discuss the matter of advancement to the fifth realm with Yuanwu Zhenjun, so Shen Xiaozhu and Hu Qianqian were not able to be present.

"Yes, Master!"

After his disciples left, Wang Ping picked up three incense sticks from the incense table, lit them, and respectfully inserted them into the incense burner. Then he sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the altar and chanted in a low voice: "Junior Changqing, I beg Yuanwu Zhenjun to come."

There are no overly complicated prayers in this world, because the great power is real and does not need complicated words to bless it.

After more than ten breaths.

The golden statue on the altar emitted bits of golden light, and the illusory figure of Yuanwu Zhenjun appeared. He was not wearing the short-sleeved linen clothes of a farmer like he did in his courtyard, but a gorgeous wide-sleeved long robe, and there was a brilliant golden light behind him.

Wang Ping could feel at a glance that the level of Yuanwu Zhenjun's magic had surpassed his. This was the first time he sensed that someone had surpassed him in magic skills. This was just as he expected. After all, his beliefs had been formed in human society long before the rise of humanity.

"Has Ao Yi's problem been resolved?"

Yuan Wu's voice whispered in Wang Ping's ears.

This question made Wang Ping realize that the True Lords were not omniscient and omnipotent; moreover, the True Lords really had not paid attention to Zhongzhou Star in these years.

Wang Ping clasped his fists and replied, "Yes, I have captured him. After discussion, we decided that the Yuqing Sect would seal him. Each sect will arrange people to supervise him, and will also send people to guard the sealed area afterwards."

"You?"

Yuanwu Zhenjun's tone was a little doubtful, and then he stretched out his left hand and gently pointed at where Wang Ping was.

Wang Ping's consciousness immediately entered a magnificent golden palace. This was a nearly complete kingdom of God, and True Lord Yuanwu was sitting on the throne of the kingdom of God.

"I didn't expect that the decline of Taiyan Sect would indirectly lead to your success!" There seemed to be a hint of smile in Yuanwu Zhenjun's words.

Wang Ping lowered his head and said nothing, and the surrounding divine kingdom space quickly dissipated when Yuanwu Zhenjun finished speaking.

"When do you plan to plan for the fifth realm?"

Yuanwu Zhenjun simply ignored Ao Yi's matter and asked Wang Ping about his plans for the fifth realm. His tone at this moment was cold and rational.

Countless thoughts emerged in Wang Ping's mind, but he answered without any hesitation: "I want to plan for the fifth realm from now on."

"You don't have to call yourself 'junior'!" Yuanwu Zhenjun first corrected Wang Ping's self-proclaimed name, and then said: "Since you have decided, then do it. I will keep my promise. If you succeed in being promoted, the cause and effect between you and me will be settled. How about it?"

Wang Ping did not answer, but clasped his fists and kowtowed.

After Wang Ping saluted, Yuan Wu said, "I know that you, like Xiao Shan, have many questions in your mind, so I have to say one more thing. Don't let these questions become a burden for your promotion. You can only get the answers if you succeed in your promotion."

"Thank you for your warning, Master." Wang Ping bowed his head and replied, "Master, may I ask, Master, is it true that no human cultivator has ever been promoted to the fifth realm?"

Yuan Wu was silent for two breaths before responding: "This matter is complicated. It's not that human cultivators can't advance to the fifth realm, but that there was no need for the extra Xuanmen Five Realms before."

“Why not…”

"I just warned you not to get promoted with too many doubts, have you forgotten again?"

Wang Ping's tone paused, and he quickly suppressed his emotions. Yu Lian, who was lying on his shoulder, rubbed his cheek with her little head.

"Junior knows."

Wang Ping lowered his head and answered.

True Lord Yuanwu has already told Wang Ping the answer he wanted, that humane cultivators can be promoted to the fifth realm, but this path was previously blocked by the rules set by the True Lords.

"You can visit the rest of the people on your own. Don't worry, even if they don't agree, they won't attack a junior like you directly."

"Yes!"

After Wang Ping responded, he quickly added: "Taoist Chongxing left behind a legacy. In his will, he asked to leave this legacy to his disciples."

“It’s okay. The quota for the four realms is not important for the current situation. You can handle it yourself... If there is nothing else, let’s leave it at that for now.” True Lord Yuanwu did not give Wang Ping any more chances to speak. As soon as he finished speaking, the illusory golden light disappeared.

After Yuanwu Zhenjun left, Yu Lian took off into the sky and flew around the altar. She said to Wang Ping, "He doesn't seem to care about Ao Yi's affairs."

Wang Ping said: "Would you care about the process of a third-level cultivator being promoted to the fourth level? Maybe Ao Yi's matter is really as they guessed, a game between the True Lords and the Dragon Lord to judge True Lord Lieyang's calculations against Ao Bing."

Yu Lian fell on Wang Ping's shoulder again and said thoughtfully: "That's true. If you don't take the final step, you will always be an insignificant chess piece in their eyes."

Wang Ping stood up and did not continue talking. He followed the advice of Yuanwu Zhenjun and stopped thinking about things that were not related to promotion.

...

after one day.

Zi Luan, Xuan Ling, Li Miaolin and Que Cai came to Qianmu Temple, but Wang Ping just asked them to wait. After a day, Xia Wenyi and Liu Shuang also returned to Qianmu Temple. Following them were Leng Kezhen, Qingjiang, Ke Yue and Luo Feng who were sent to Xizhou.

Wang Ping first reminisced about the past with his disciples, and then asked Liu Shuang and Hu Qianqian to entertain Leng Kezhen, Qingjiang, Ke Yue and Luo Feng to other peaks to enjoy the scenery. He himself talked with Ziluan, Xuan Ling, Li Miaolin, Que Cai, Xia Wenyi and Shen Xiaozhu in the dojo on the top of the mountain.

"I plan to plan for the fifth realm!"

Wang Ping sat upright on the tea table in front of the old locust tree, holding a teacup in his left hand, watching the calico cat and the little black cat playing and fighting in front of the old locust tree. He said this after Liu Shuang and others left.

Yu Lian was lying on a branch of the old locust tree, and Yuan Yuan was close to her. The two sisters were not paying attention to the fight between the two kittens, but were staring at the spirit snake on Zi Luan's body. The spirit snake only showed a small head and looked at Yu Lian and Yuan Yuan with fear.

Zi Luan and others sat cross-legged on the grass in front of Wang Ping. They had different expressions when they heard what Wang Ping said. Shen Xiaozhu, Xia Wenyi and Xuan Ling, as Wang Ping's disciples, had surprise, surprise and worry on their faces.

Zi Luan, Que Cai and Li Miaolin found it hard to believe. As veteran third-realm cultivators, they knew more or less about some things in the fourth realm, especially Li Miaolin and Zi Luan, as they once had a fourth-realm master.

Zi Luan raised his eyebrows, and his whole face was shaking uncontrollably. His spirit snake sensed his emotions and raised its head to stare at him.

At this moment, his mind emerged with the Yongming Port incident when his apprentice came to report a dispute related to Qianmu Temple. The memory that was about to be forgotten suddenly became clear again at this moment. At that time, he had already achieved perfection in the three realms, while Wang Ping was just a foundation-building cultivator.

Now, the cultivator who had established his foundation back then was actually starting to plan for the fifth realm, while he was still stuck at the perfection of the third realm. At this moment, the only remaining jealousy that Zi Luan had towards Wang Ping in his heart disappeared, and was replaced by admiration, heartfelt admiration.

Que Cai thought about the time when she competed with Wang Ping for the fourth level position, and for some reason she suddenly felt ashamed; and Li Miaolin showed an excited expression after a brief moment of surprise. After Wang Ping finished speaking, he continued to watch the two kittens playing, and the two kittens soon sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and turned their heads to stare at Wang Ping.

"Meow~"

The calico cat meowed.

After the three-color cat's cry, Wang Ping continued, "Since the Taiyan Sect was disbanded thousands of years ago, it has been divided into several factions, each fighting on its own. The number of cultivators in the fourth realm has declined. Now that I have decided to plan for the fifth realm, I should also choose a successor for the Taiyan Sect."

As soon as he said this, the expressions of Zi Luan and others became more complicated, while Shen Xiaozhu, Xia Wenyi and Xuan Ling looked gloomy, because they have not even achieved perfection in the third realm.

Wang Ping did not whet their appetite and directly announced the answer: "When Taoist Chongxing died, he left a will, passing his mantle to his disciples. Taoist Li, go back and prepare. You have a hundred years to adjust your state, hide your aura, and restrain your madness and killing."

"Yes!"

Li Miaolin didn't care about anything else. He prostrated himself on the ground with his hands and kowtowed, which made Que Cai and Zi Luan very envious.

"Okay, go back and prepare. I don't want to be replaced in a hundred years!"

"Yes!"

Li Miaolin stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Ping again before slowly retreating towards the gate of the dojo.

Wang Ping put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the people in front of him and said: "I decided this matter. You must not have any other thoughts in the past hundred years. You all have your own opportunities, and the time will come. Remember my words, greed is a taboo in cultivation!"

He thought about it for a long time and decided to only take out one place, because too many places would not be enough time and would delay his promotion, and he also wanted to take a look at these people.

"Yes, we will follow the orders of the Lord!"

Zi Luan responded loudly and bowed with his fists clasped.

Yu Lian reminded in the spiritual sea: "Zi Luan's consciousness has changed. It seems to have become more transparent than before. This is strange."

You have to know that for a monk who has practiced for thousands of years, it is almost impossible to change the deep-rooted consciousness, and even a short-term change is very difficult.

Wang Ping only glanced at Zi Luan. He was not very concerned about Zi Luan's change. He just looked at him briefly and then ordered: "Fellow Daoist Zi Luan, Fellow Daoist Que Cai, you should start the unification of Zhongzhou as soon as possible. I need to rebuild the artifact in Zhongzhou, and every town and even the remote mountain village should be filled with my faith!"

"Yes!"

"Also, tell the people everywhere that every forest is the birthplace of a wood spirit, and no trees may be cut down at will without a relevant decree."

Que Cai obeyed the order.

Zi Luan hesitated and said, "Wood is a necessity for the people. If this happens, the people will surely be suspicious, which may be detrimental to our disciples' preaching."

Wang Ping was silent for two breaths and then said, "I have my own plan for this matter. You can try it out in the south first, and send out Taiyan Sect disciples to monitor the wood spirit aura in Zhongzhou and keep it pure. If anyone is found to be using evil magic to pollute the wood spirit, kill him immediately!"

"Yes!"

Zi Luan said nothing more.

Wang Ping seemed to remember something and ordered again: "Please organize the Dharma Assembly in October with all your heart. Two representatives from each faction will come then."

Zi Luan nodded. On his way here, he had learned the nature of the October Dharma Assembly through the Taoist Palace communication token which had not been used for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Quecai, you should assist Ziluan with all your heart. As long as Taiyan Sect can prosper in the future, you and others will have a future." Wang Ping turned his gaze to Quecai and warned him softly.

"Don't worry, my lord. I know the interests involved!" Que Cai assured.

"Okay, both of you step back."

"Yes!"

Zi Luan and Que Cai stood up and walked back to the gate, then turned into a stream of light and flew towards Taiyan Mountain. When they left Qianmu Temple, they hovered below the clouds in tacit understanding and entered the state of "nothingness" one after another.

"What do you think?" Que Cai asked softly.

"What do you mean?" Zi Luan asked even though he knew the answer.

"Of course it's Li Miaolin's promotion quota."

"That was left to him by his master. Your promotion quota is in the South China Sea. You have known this for a long time. And you will only have this opportunity if the Lord of the Mansion is promoted successfully."

Zi Luan's tone was warning.

Que Cai's eyes reflected Zi Luan's figure, and she looked at him up and down and said, "You seem to have changed."

Zi Luan cast his gaze towards the mountains in the distance, and said in a slightly ethereal tone: "I suddenly have a premonition that the Lord of the Mansion will become the first human cultivator to be promoted to the fifth realm."

"This is your change. You seemed to be very respectful to the Lord before, but you always had other thoughts in your heart. Now I can't see those thoughts of yours."

Que Cai spoke frankly.

Zi Luan smiled sadly when he heard this, "Can even you see it?"

Que Cai looked at Zi Luan and suddenly laughed, "Even I can see it. The Lord of the Mansion must have seen through it a long time ago. But you don't need to worry at all. We are just insignificant chess pieces in the Lord of the Mansion's hands. The Lord of the Mansion will definitely not care about the chess pieces' thoughts. As long as the chess pieces are still useful, the Lord of the Mansion will not abandon them."

"Since you can think of this, you should know what you should do now."

"When I decided to move my sect to the Southern Daoist Sect, I had already decided my future. I just wanted to warn you, but I didn't expect you to figure it out first."

"It better be so!"

The conversation between the two ended here, and then they turned into streams of light and went towards Taiyan Mountain.

On the other side, after Ziluan and Quecai left, Wang Ping looked at his three disciples and said in a slow tone, "When I first reached the third realm, I met Master Xiaoshan who was planning the fifth realm. Master refined a magic array for this purpose. I have modified this magic array a little. You three can practice in the magic array to enhance the strength of your souls, so that you can reach the perfection of the third realm as soon as possible."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, without waiting for his three disciples to reply, he cast a transfer talisman and transferred the three disciples to the underground cave. As the lighting array in the cave lit up, he unfolded the original array on the high platform cushion, and then placed one of his clones at the core of the array.

"My clone will use the wood spirit energy of Zhongzhou to help the three of you practice. You have sixty years to practice. How far you can practice depends on your own luck."

Wang Ping's expression became a little cold after he finished speaking. He looked at the three people and said, "The time starts from now!"

(End of this chapter)