There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Decades passed after Wang Ping's deduction. As time went by, he became somewhat addicted to it, because peeking into the unknown mystery would greatly satisfy his human consciousness.

He even deduced the four realm candidates selected by the Taiyin Sect, the Yuqing Sect, and the Vajra Temple, and watched them either successfully advance or fail and fall in different futures. He also saw the extravagant lives of people in the prosperous world, and naturally saw his own failures and successes.

But everything seemed unclear to him. Every failure and success he had was just a flash by. It seemed that something was preventing him from seeing the truth. This was one of the main reasons why Wang Ping was addicted to it.

When the deduction reached the 30th year, Wang Ping was awakened by Yu Lian.

"You should change your way of thinking, otherwise your consciousness will be completely destroyed." Yu Lian put forward her idea.

Wang Ping nodded silently. With his current level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to really sink. He had been thinking about this problem in recent years, but he had not found a clue for the time being, so he could only continue to deduce.

Yu Lian's reminder made him realize that he should indeed change his way of thinking, so he sacrificed his own kingdom of God, sat on the throne of the kingdom of God, and thought about all the possibilities deduced in the past thirty years in a state of "self-denial".

First of all, the prosperity of Zhongzhou Star cannot last for more than three hundred years. This is beyond human control, but is related to various aspects such as economy, belief and politics. Of course, with Wang Ping's current ability, it is possible that he has to use some coercive measures.

However, this would take hundreds of years, and the longer the time, the more accidents would be likely to occur, and by then the general trend would most likely not be on his side.

Therefore, the opportunity for promotion that Wang Ping has identified is during the prosperous era that he has deliberately maintained for the next three hundred years. He needs to find the key to promotion within this time point.

Just as he was about to continue to deduce this critical time point, Yu Lian suddenly said to him: "Now, everyone in this starry sky, from the True Lords to the hundreds of millions of people, is in agreement with your will. Opposing your promotion is equivalent to going against the will of all the creatures in this starry sky, and the same is true for the way of heaven. In this case, what do you have to worry about?"

These words made Wang Ping suddenly wake up, and he immediately called up the light curtain panel to check. Although the light curtain panel did not indicate the success rate of promotion, it did have a value that was in line with the luck of heaven and earth.

Just like Yu Lian said, all living things are consistent with his will. Even if the illusory rules of heaven really exist, they will not oppose him at this moment, because when the degree of fit reaches a critical point, he can also be heaven, and he can use this to avoid the prying eyes of heaven and draw the "stealing heaven talisman".

Wang Ping, who had figured this out, exited the state of 'self-denial' and stretched out his left hand. Yu Lian, who was lying on the map of the Kingdom of God, understood and soared into the sky, wrapping herself around Wang Ping's left hand and climbing onto Wang Ping's shoulder.

"We have to pick a place now."

"doing what?"

"Be my place of promotion!"

As Wang Ping answered, a transfer formation unfolded around him, and he disappeared on the spot with Yu Lian. When he appeared again, he was already above Qianmu Temple.

"here?"

Yulian asked.

Wang Ping shook his head. His soul swept across the mountains of Qianmuguan and sensed his disciples, but he had no intention of going down to meet them.

Then, his soul quickly swept across the entire Zhongzhou continent, and then slowly spread to Beizhou and Xizhou. At this moment, all the four-realm cultivators on Zhongzhou Star looked in the direction of Qianmu Temple as if they had sensed something.

After Wang Ping surveyed the entire Zhongzhou Star Observatory, he appeared above the original site of Sanhe Temple with Yu Lian. The original Sanhe Temple had long been incorporated into Taiyan Sect. Now it has become a Taoist temple outside Qianmu Temple, enshrining the ancestors of Qianmu Temple. The Taoist priests with the highest cultivation level in the temple are foundation-building monks.

"This is a great place."

Wang Ping landed at the gate of the Taoist temple and looked up at the plaque above the gate, which had three large characters "Changfeng Temple" inscribed on it.

Yu Lian stretched her body and looked around. This was the location of the original front hall of Sanhe Temple, which was rebuilt on the ruins of the original Sanhe Temple after the fire in Zhongzhou.

There are still crisscrossing rivers dotted in the dense jungle around the mountain, and there is even a spirit snake basking in the sun on the top of a nearby mountain.

"Are you planning to get promoted here?" Yu Lian asked.

"A good place, isn't it?" Wang Ping smiled.

“Really good!”

As Yu Lian answered, she looked toward the northern sky.

A green light was approaching this side quickly, and two breaths later a figure appeared behind Wang Ping and Yu Lian.

"Greetings, Lord!"

It was Li Miaolin. His attitude was respectful and humble. After being promoted over the years, he understood how terrifying Wang Ping was now. He was even praised by many fourth-level cultivators as the number one person under the True Lord.

When Wang Ping's soul was scanning the entire Zhongzhou Star just now, he deliberately revealed his aura to the cultivators of the four realms.

When Li Miaolin stood up, a mysterious light flashed in the southwest direction, and then streams of fairy air descended from the sky. It was Taoist Huai Mo of the Yuqing Sect.

"Greetings to Lord Changqing!"

Huai Mo also saluted with his fists clasped.

Then Zhi Gong, Quan Wen and Bu Qiong landed behind Wang Ping one after another. Everyone was polite and there was a hearty laugh. Ao Hong landed beside Wang Ping and said with a fist: "I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. Your cultivation has become even more unfathomable."

Ao Hong bowed in greeting with a bright smile on his face.

Wang Ping looked around at the people, seeing the various expressions on their faces, without much emotion. Finally, he looked at the three words "Changfeng Temple" and said softly, "I will be promoted to the fifth realm here."

After he said this, he turned to Li Miaolin beside him and said, "Go and get ready."

When Li Miaolin was about to ask what to prepare, some new memories popped up in his mind. Wang Ping asked him to build giant sacrificial platforms in various places and be ready to perform sacrificial ceremonies at any time.

After Wang Ping gave Li Miaolin's instructions, he took Yu Lian into the gate of the Taoist temple. The others hurriedly bowed to him, but no one dared to follow him.

The Taoist priests practicing in the temple ignored Wang Ping's arrival. Wang Ping took Yu Lian and walked straight into the main hall of the temple, where they sat cross-legged on a cushion in front of the tablets of the ancestors of Qianmu Temple.

The Taoists who practiced here started to pack their bags at the same time, and Taiyan Church took them in.

After the Taoists left, Wang Ping opened his eyes and saluted to the ancestors of Qianmu Temple, saying, "I'm sorry for the offense." As soon as he finished speaking, wood spirit energy surged around him, and the Taoist temple inside and outside was immediately swallowed up by the wood spirit energy, and the buildings on both sides disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is it winter now?" Wang Ping whispered as he felt the cold wind blowing towards him.

Yu Lian spit out her snake tongue, felt the breath of the cold wind and said, "That should be it. Your soul has just explored the entire planet. Don't you know?"

Wang Ping gently stroked Yu Lian's head, then unfolded the Kingdom of God, and a soft golden light suddenly unfolded on the top of the mountain. After a moment, he entered the state of "self-denial" to deduce.

The golden halo woke up the resting snakes nearby. They all poked their heads out to look towards the direction where the golden light was coming from, but they quickly hid themselves because they had discovered the scent of the rain lotus.

Soon, the people nearby also looked up. Those who were close by even wanted to climb the mountain after realizing what was happening, only to find that the original mountain road had disappeared, and they didn't know how to get home.

A month later.

Under the mobilization of the government and surrounding Taoist temples, the people in the towns near this mountain range migrated to Shang'an Prefecture in an orderly manner. The main reason was that the government promised that they could be allocated land near Zhonghui City. However, in fact, the land they were allocated was at least two hundred miles away from Zhonghui City, which made most of the people happy. As for the small number of people, the government had plenty of ways to satisfy them.

Most of the results Wang Ping deduced in this month showed good results. This is the change brought about by the changing reality, so there is a saying that the future is unpredictable, unless you are omniscient and omnipotent.

What Wang Ping needs to do now is to adjust his mindset, wait for the construction of the sacrificial platforms in various places to be completed, and continue to calculate when the degree of fit between himself and the heaven and earth reaches above (95/100). It is estimated that there will be more chances of success.

After that, he would refine the heaven and earth with the complete kingdom of God, and when the faith and spirituality of billions of lives reached the critical point, he would hide his own breath among the faith and spirituality of billions of lives to draw the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman', and it would be almost impossible to fail.

The time is postponed again to the 180th year of the An Dynasty. The civilization of Zhongzhou Continent has developed to be several times more prosperous than when the Xia Dynasty was at its peak. This is mainly due to the intentional guidance of the Taoist Palace. Many formations of the cultivation world are used in the mortal world, such as the most basic cloud-moving and rain-making, which makes the weather good and the harvests good in various places. Combined with the use of the 'harvest talisman', the people are free from hunger.

There are also various simple flying boats flowing to the mortal world, making exchanges between the north and the south more frequent. The transportation of materials that used to take several months now only takes several days. This has brought about prosperous commercial activities, making more Qigong practitioners willing to join in and earn money to exchange for skills and magic tools in the Taoist Palace.

Now, all of this has developed to a peak. Due to interests, class contradictions in many places have become increasingly intense. The struggle between imperial power and the bureaucracy in the court has become more and more fierce in recent years. If no venting point is found, the prosperous era may fall directly from the peak.

Fortunately, Tai Yan Sect is currently at the top of the pile to support all of this, and many things have been dealt with secretly in advance, so that the prosperous times can continue.

The only sacrificial platform built under Wang Ping's order is the one located on the south side of Taiyan Mountain. This is prepared for the sacrificial ceremony for millions of Qigong practitioners on Zhongzhou Star. From the beginning of its construction, every cornerstone was carried by believers by hand. It is now more than ninety feet high, and the platform was designed to be ninety-nine feet high.

In order to build this altar, believers have formed several towns around it over the years. Now that the altar is about to be completed, tens of thousands of qigong practitioners rush here from all over the place every day. Most of them are monks from Taoist temples in various places.

The Qigong practitioners of this era have all been indoctrinated with the idea that they must believe in the Lord of Changqing Mansion. Some extreme places even directly record the Lord of Changqing Mansion as the origin of all "Tao".

Another two years passed. In the spring of the 182nd year of the An Dynasty, the last sacrificial platform was completed. When millions of Qigong practitioners gathered around the platform, Wang Ping also woke up from his state of meditation.

"What time is it now?"

Wang Ping asked softly. The area around where he was meditating was covered with bright wild flowers, which sparkled under the golden halo of the kingdom of God.

Yu Lian interrupted her communication with the believers and replied, "February, the third day of the second month."

"In five days, this body of mine will be born in this world!" Wang Ping looked at the edge of the Kingdom of God while speaking. It was still a little short of being able to form a true Kingdom of God. "I plan to be promoted on the eighth day of February."

Yu Lian stood up and looked at Wang Ping, "Have you thought it through?"

Although she usually behaved very open-mindedly and could even counsel Wang Ping, when the moment really came she felt nervous and uneasy, so much so that the scales on her body kept opening and closing.

Wang Ping stretched out his left hand, and Yu Lian subconsciously entangled with it and climbed onto Wang Ping's shoulder, then she heard Wang Ping say, "Don't worry, I will be fine this time. Everyone in the world hopes that I can be promoted. Just like you said, the laws of nature cannot go against the wishes of billions of lives!"

As he spoke, he summoned the 'Dongtian Mirror' and immersed his consciousness into the 'Dongtian Mirror'. He used puppets spread all over the world to patrol this world and the ecological zones in outer space that believed in him to ensure that no accidents would occur.

After confirming that all places were under his control, mysterious light emerged around Wang Ping, and four talismans were surrounded by the mysterious light. The Kingdom of God also emitted golden streams of light that hit the clouds in the sky, forming a golden palace filled with divine light.

The next moment, all the believers in Wang Ping in the world had the idea of ​​going to the nearby altar to worship him on the eighth day of the second lunar month, while Wang Ping closed his eyes in a state of "self-denial" and quietly waited for that moment to come.

Yu Lian leaned on Wang Ping's shoulder and suddenly asked in a low voice: "When your kingdom of God was first established, would there be a punishment from heaven like what happened to Xiao Shan?"

Wang Ping responded coldly: "No!"

"So, now you just need to suppress the consciousness of the wood spirit in your body and draw the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman' without any scruples?"

"The wood spirit in my body cannot generate consciousness. My condition is better than that of Lord Xiaoshan."

Wang Ping chatted with Yu Lian from time to time, and his consciousness was at a balance between humanity and rationality.

At the same time, Rong Yang in Zhenyang Mountain woke up from his meditation, turned into a ray of fire and rushed out of his own dojo, dispersing the large clouds and then suspended in the sky, looking at the faint golden divine light in the south.

Then Gong Wu, He Feng and Qu Xuan arrived behind him one after another on auspicious clouds.

"I didn't expect that Lord Changqing would really take this step!" Taoist Hefeng's cold face showed admiration, "He is worthy of being called 'the first person in Xuanmen' by the world in recent years."

Gong Wuze looked at Rong Yang and asked, "What should we say?"

Rong Yang replied, "Since old man Lie Yang has already promised, we are naturally happy to see it happen, and let all the True Lords see me, a humane cultivator!" After that, he turned around and ordered, "You two go to the Broken Sky Mountains and make sure the bald donkeys in the Vajra Temple behave themselves."

"Yes!"

Gong Wu and He Feng took on the task and immediately turned into flames and disappeared into the sky.

the other side.

Above the Yuqing Sect’s headquarters.

As a stream of immortal energy dispersed, the figure of Lord Yuxing appeared, followed by Taoist Huaimo.

"I didn't expect Lord Changqing to be so decisive. We haven't even chosen the candidate for the fourth realm yet, but he's already preparing for the promotion."

Lord Yuxing seemed to be talking to himself, then looked at Taoist Huaimo and said, "His promotion is crucial to True Lord Xuanqing. We must make sure no one disturbs him!" (End of this chapter)