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Chapter 909: Spreading the Fame Around the World
For Wang Ping, this promotion was just a matter of a few hundred years of meditation, but for most people in this world, it was an era.

Billions of lives have been dominated by the promotion ceremony planned by Wang Ping from the day they were born until they grow old and die, and the same goes for their sons and grandsons.

Millions of Qigong practitioners have been working hard for Wang Ping's promotion since they began to gather Qi, and they never stopped until their Qi sea was exhausted and their lifespan ended. Their descendants went through several generations of hard work before they finally gained the qualification to worship at the foot of Mount Taiyan.

Even the now-powerful Da'an Dynasty in Zhongzhou was established because of Wang Ping's promotion!
Many people do not understand who they are really dying for or fighting for until the moment of death. This may be fortunate or unfortunate.

The same is true of the war that is now affecting the entire planet. They think they are satisfying their desire for power, but they don't know that there is a big hand controlling their lives.

There are even many third-level and fourth-level cultivators who have been running around for hundreds of years for this. Many of them died because of this, while some were promoted because of it.

When Wang Ping's aura permeated the entire Zhongzhou Star, countless believers looked up blankly. They seemed to sense the gaze of the immortal, but due to their own limitations, they could not see anything.

The few who could see and feel it, some were happy, while others were filled with sorrow, but they did not dare to feel jealous, such as Kaiyun who was practicing in the Vajra Temple.

His Taoist heart almost broke when he sensed Wang Ping's breath. Then he heard the message transmitted to him by Master Tiangong through magic. Endless pain arose in his emotions, which finally turned into a lonely sigh.

At the beginning, when Kaiyun and Wang Ping worked together to deal with Ao Yi, his relationship with Wang Ping eased a lot. Unfortunately, he later successfully cultivated to the perfection of the fourth realm, and did not pay too much attention to his relationship with Wang Ping. When Ao Yi was taken down by Wang Ping, he felt too disappointed in his heart, which led to a series of wrong choices later, causing Vajra Temple and Taiyan Sect to drift further and further apart.

"Saint has mercy!"

Sighing and regretting are useless. After all, Kering is an old man who has been practicing since before the human world. He has experienced many storms and waves. He quickly adjusted his mentality, stood up, looked up at the enshrined golden Buddha, turned around and walked towards the open door.

Lingxi, Lingyuan and Lingzong had been waiting outside the gate for a long time. After they sensed the aura that Wang Ping deliberately emitted, they came here to seek answers as soon as possible.

Lingzong is now in charge of the Vajra Temple. He first bowed and asked, "What about Changqing..."

"Silence!"

Kaiyun scolded coldly, and said seriously: "Master Tiangong has issued a decree. Three days later, the consciousness of the True Lords will descend upon this world. You should prepare the incense table and offerings, pray quietly and wait for the True Lords to descend. Also, you must call me Changqing True Lord from now on, and do not behave disrespectfully!"

Although the three Lingzong members were mentally prepared to hear this, they remained silent for a long time before responding to Kaiyun's scolding in a low voice.

Kaiyun ignored them and continued, "I have achieved enlightenment. I will no longer be involved in the affairs of the Vajra Temple. You don't need to ask me if you have any questions in the future."

After saying this, without waiting for the three to reply, he transformed into a stream of golden light and flew towards his other dojo.

The three Lingzongs looked at each other, and finally looked towards the tall tower with the open door. Their eyes showed a desire to go in and find out what was going on, but in the end none of them dared to move.

"Let's finish the things that Master Tiangong has told us to do first."

Lingzong looked like the one in charge, and the other two didn't know what to say, after all, Lingzong was the one chosen by Kering.

...

Qianmuguan Mountaintop Dojo.

Wang Ping was having a small gathering with his disciples. Liu Shuang and Shen Xiaozhu were in front, Hu Qianqian and Xuan Ling were behind, Xia Wenyi was unable to come as he was in Dongzhou, and lastly were Wang Ping's disciples' grandchildren. It is worth mentioning that Yang Rong was also brought over from the Demon Realm by the attentive Quan Wen.

With Wang Ping's current level of cultivation, he can see through the states of his disciples at a glance. Liu Shuang does not have the orthodox foundation of Xuanmen, so her spiritual veins cannot be cultivated to perfection, and her soul cannot improve, unless Wang Ping forcibly uses the wood spirit rules to implant a wood spirit in her body. However, such four realms are too deformed, and it is better for her to stay in the third realm.

Shen Xiaozhu's condition is still okay. The three talismans have been integrated with his soul fairly well. The consciousness of the spiritual veins in his body has also been accepted by his soul. He has barely cultivated to the perfection of the third realm, but there is still a long way to go with Ziluan. I am afraid that he will fail in his promotion to the fourth realm.

Xuan Ling's practice is solid, and the strength of his soul is among the best among the Tai Yan cultivators in the third realm. However, his consciousness is too active, a bit like Zi Luan when Xiaoshan was in charge of the Southern Taoist tradition, lacking the sedimentation of time.

As for Hu Qianqian, she is in the best condition, with a clear mind and a stable demon pill in her body. If she can maintain this condition, she will most likely be the first among his disciples to be promoted to the fourth level.

As for the condition of his disciples, Wang Ping only observed Yang Rong. After all, he was the one who grew up under his care. The spiritual vein in Yang Rong's body was very powerful, with a special wood spirit aura, which contained the blood of the demon race, which was refined through the innate blood of the pig demon. Yang Rong wanted to enhance her own spiritual vein through the blood ability of the pig demon.

The idea is right, but the process will be very painful and will last for a very long time, and I don’t know if Yang Rong can hold on.

"You must practice well in the future. Everything in this world is illusory. Only your own practice is real. I will not be stingy with what I can give you, but the prerequisite is that your practice must be sufficient."

As Wang Ping spoke, a blessing talisman appeared in his hand. The talisman fell into Yang Rong's body, and then a blood-red sharp edge appeared in Yang Rong's spiritual veins.

"Sigh~"

Yang Rong bent over in pain but endured it without making any sound.

Yu Lian commented in the Spiritual Sea: "That was the tearing of the primordial spirit, the most unbearable pain for a cultivator. She was able to endure it. I don't know how much suffering she has endured over the years."

She felt a little sorry for Yang Rong.

Wang Ping said to Yang Rong at this time: "Your idea is correct, but the spirit veins refined with the demon blood will always have defects. From now on, you will set up an altar to worship me once every ten years. I will give you a blessing talisman to cleanse the impurities left by the demon blood in your body."

After all, he watched Yang Rong grow up, and Wang Ping didn't want Yang Rong to go astray. As for other disciples and juniors, he could only give some warnings and would not interfere too much in their practice.

"Thank you, Master!"

After the pain subsided, Yang Rong knelt down and kowtowed.

Yu Lian said, "You should relax sometimes. Cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight."

"Yes!"

Yang Rong agreed softly, but judging by her expression she probably didn't hear him. She had been practicing for thousands of years, and when she first started she liked to travel, which allowed her to make many friends. However, as time went by these ties became the source of her pain, making her understand the fragility of life.

So she wanted to break through the restrictions of the three realms because she became particularly afraid of death.

Wang Ping could feel Yang Rong's thoughts, but even if he had extraordinary skills, he could not change a person's mind. After all, after changing a person's mind, the person might no longer be the same person, and this was not the result he wanted.

"Thank you, Master, for loving Rong'er!"

Liu Shuang spoke in a low voice. She relied on her master in the first half of her life, and relied on her apprentice in the second half. She had not made any achievements of her own, and this had become a demon in her heart.

Wang Ping wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded. Yu Lian said, "You don't need to think too much. Some things are beyond human power. Even your master can't do many things. You just need to practice well. Thinking too much will not help anyone."

Liu Shuang nodded slightly, and the spirit dog beside her sensed her emotions and gently bit her sleeve with its mouth.

After that, Wang Ping chatted with his disciples for a while, and then ordered his attendants, "Shuang'er, you sisters and brothers stay here, let the others go, and call Zi Luan and the others in."

The younger generations left quickly under the leadership of Yang Rong. Liu Shuang followed them out of the gate of the Taoist temple. Many people were already waiting outside, including Zhi Gong, Ao Hong and other fourth-level cultivators. Rong Yang, with his status in mind, waited under the clouds outside Qianmu Temple.

As for Zi Luan and others, they could only stay at the outermost edge. When the door of the Taoist temple was pushed open, they all bowed subconsciously. Seeing that those who came out were some juniors, no one dared to be presumptuous.

The younger generations were shocked by the scene before them, but then they felt somewhat complacent. After all, these people were all big bosses, and this sense of superiority gave rise to many thoughts in their hearts.

Zi Luan lowered his head and glanced at Que Cai beside him, then looked at the many fourth-level cultivators who were bowing in front of him. A gust of sea breeze suddenly emerged, giving him a cold feeling and making him realize that all this was extremely real.

The first true lord of humanity!
Zi Luan was already imagining in his mind what kind of shock the cultivation world would experience after this matter spread, and how many fourth-level cultivators would have other ideas?
Leng Kezhen, Qingjiang, Ke Yue and Luo Feng who were standing behind Ziluan kept their heads down, but they couldn't hide the joy in their eyes, because they had bet on a valuable treasure this time.

The promise of a Taoist master is undoubtedly the most valuable item in the world, bar none.

Except Qingjiang, the other four of them climbed up from the lowest level of cultivators. It was extremely difficult to get to this point. When they saw that the road had come to an end, they never expected that there would be new possibilities.

"Master Ziluan, Master Quecai, Master Leng, Senior Sister Qingjiang, Master Ke Yue, and Master Luo Feng, Master invites you to go in first."

After Liu Shuang sent the juniors away, she bowed to the fourth-realm cultivators present. When the fourth-realm cultivators returned the greetings, she greeted Zi Luan and others.

This statement not only surprised many fourth-level cultivators, but even Zi Luan and others were unable to react.

"Yes!"

Leng Kezheng was the first to react. He first raised his hands above his head, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed, looking extremely pious and humble.

Next came Zi Luan, who kowtowed as Leng Kezhen did. Then came Que Cai, Qing Jiang, Ke Yue and Luo Feng. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed at the same time, as if being summoned by Wang Ping was their greatest honor.

Huai Mo and Zhi Gong looked at Zi Luan who was kneeling in the front, and they sighed in their hearts, remembering that when they first heard the name Chang Qing, they did not take it seriously, but now everything has changed.

Ziluan has been to the mountaintop temple many times and is familiar with every tree and blade of grass here. He even knows how many steps he needs to take to see the old locust tree, but the feeling is different every time he comes.

At this moment, he was like those Qigong practitioners who made the pilgrimage to the foot of Taiyan Mountain in the past. There was only awe and worship in his hearts, and no other thoughts. The spirit snake under his collar seemed to sense something when he entered the dojo and had completely hidden itself.

Everyone felt that the short distance had taken a long time to walk and they all lowered their heads instinctively. When they saw the old locust tree out of the corner of their eyes and smelled the fragrance of tea, they all subconsciously knelt down on the path to pay homage.

"You don't have to be so polite."

When the familiar voice came, they no longer had the intention of kneeling, and they saluted in unison with their fists clasped.

Wang Ping called them here for two reasons. The first was to settle the cause and effect, and the second was to let them continue to take care of this world on his behalf.

"Zi Luan, your cultivation level can be called the best in the current three realms. If you cannot advance, I am afraid there will be no possibility of moving forward. Let me ask you, do you have the courage to try now?"

"Have!"

Zi Luan responded almost subconsciously, then knelt decisively on the stone road, prostrated himself on the ground and said loudly: "I hope the True Lord will help me!"

Wang Ping did not let him get up first, but just watched quietly. Several disciples around him and Que Cai and others also looked at him straight, with different expressions.

Yu Lian reminded in the spiritual sea: "His condition is better than Li Miaolin's back then."

After a silence of more than ten breaths, Wang Ping slowly spoke, "When I was promoted to the fourth realm, I used your master's quota. Now that I have reached the fifth realm, I will pass this quota to you. It can also be regarded as an explanation to your master."

"Thank you, Zhenjun!"

Zi Luan placed his hands flat on the ground and prostrated himself.

Wang Ping chuckled and said, "Get up. You can go back and prepare for your promotion now. Calm yourself down. I am ready to hear your good news."

"Thank you, Master!"

Zi Luan couldn't control his emotions all of a sudden.

Yu Lian looked at Que Cai who was beside her and ordered, "Help him up. He is also considered the head of a sect. Why make such a fuss?"

Que Cai did not despise Zi Luan, but was rather envious. She leaned over to pull Zi Luan, but found that she could not pull him. Then she heard Zi Luan loudly say, "I will go back and prepare now. Thank you, Master, for your help!"

He thanked him again, stood up, bowed and walked away.

Wang Ping had a calm expression, not paying much attention to Zi Luan's performance. After Zi Luan left, he looked at Que Cai involuntarily and asked, "When did you start practicing? How long has it been?"

Que Cai was nervous about the question, but answered quickly, "To answer your question, I was born on Chongshan Island 200 years after the demon race was imprisoned. I started practicing with my master when I was twelve years old. It has been more than 4,000 years now."

"It's actually earlier than Zi Luan."

Wang Ping was a little surprised.

The longest lifespan in the third realm of Taiyan is only 4,600 to 5,000 years, but Que Cai has reached the most critical moment.

"Your future lies in Cheng Xi. After Ziluan is promoted, he will have to give up his position regardless of Cheng Xi's consent or not." Wang Ping made a formal promise.

"Yes, I understand." Que Cai hoped that Ziluan could be promoted quickly.

Wang Ping put down the teacup in his hand, and moved his left hand forward. Suddenly, a blessing talisman appeared and sank into Que Cai's body at an extremely fast speed. Then he said, "During the hundreds of years that Zi Luan is preparing for his promotion, you should assist Taoist Li well!"

Que Cai felt that the poison in his body caused by taking the "Longevity Pill" had miraculously disappeared, and he immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Zhenjun!"

(End of this chapter)