There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

After the four of them saluted, Wang Ping said, "Come closer. I can hardly see you clearly from such a distance."

The four of them did not dare to delay upon hearing this. They quickly walked to the front of the coffee table and stopped three feet away. Then they bowed again and called him "True Lord".

Wang Ping didn't say any more nonsense. His eyes fell on Zhi Gong first and he said, "I know what you want. You still have the final say over the gate to the underground cave. You can do whatever you want as long as it doesn't disturb the spirituality of this world. But if it involves a large number of spiritual beings, you must stop, otherwise I can't protect you."

Zhi Gong lowered his head and said "yes", trying to keep his expression calm.

Wang Ping was very satisfied with Zhi Gong's attitude, and said, "In the future, you can discuss the affairs of the Underground Cave Gate with Tai Yan Sect as much as possible. If there are any important matters, you can set up an incense table and inform me."

Zhigong nodded "yes" again.

After Wang Ping finished his instructions, he looked at Li Miaolin and warned him, "You need to be more open-minded. Learn from your master and train more disciples."

This is a reprimand.

Li Miaolin had no choice but to lower his head and listen.

Wang Ping did not continue preaching. He stretched out his left hand and half of a locust tree branch appeared in his hand. After the branch in his hand turned into a 'Heaven-stealing Talisman', he injected the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' into the body of the old locust tree next to him.

The old locust tree blossomed with lush white petals, and as the light fragrance of the flowers wafted around, dense patterns of "Heaven-stealing Talismans" appeared on the branches and petals of the old locust tree, scaring the calico cat so much that it jumped onto the nearby spiritual tree, and then its eyes became blurry.

Not only the calico cat, but everyone present except Yu Lian was confused for a moment.

When the feeling of confusion disappeared, Wang Ping told Li Miaolin, "Tell Ziluan, Quecai and others that the future disciples of Taiyan Sect will practice under a locust tree next to this locust tree."

"Yes!"

Li Miaolin answered affirmatively.

Wang Ping stared at him for a few breaths, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, there is no business for you two here anymore, so leave first."

Zhi Gong and Li Miaolin can communicate at any time in the future. Now that they have met, Wang Ping doesn't want to waste too much time.

Li Miaolin and Zhi Gong also understood this truth. They felt regretful about Wang Ping's order to expel them, but they were more relieved. Especially Li Miaolin. When he faced Wang Ping, he could clearly feel a suffocating fear in the wood spirit in his body.

When Wang Ping's eyes fell on Quan Wen, Quan Wen bowed silently.

"I can't interfere in the affairs of the demon race. Now that you have regained your freedom, you can make all the decisions on your own. Since there is an ecological zone in outer space, why not develop it? There is also a base of my Taiyan Sect there!"

Wang Ping made a promise, and then looked at Bu Qiong and said, "I have no idea about the Star God Alliance. Your problem is the same as Quan Wen's. Since you have a way out, why bother with this world? As long as you don't involve the cause and effect of this world, no one can make things difficult for you."

"Thank you, Master, for clearing up my confusion!"

Bu Qiong bowed and saluted. She cultivated the Star God Core with the ability of 'hidden' and had the opportunity to be promoted to the fifth realm. Deep down in her heart, she did not want to be involved in the internal affairs of the Star God Alliance. The only thing she wanted was promotion.

From her point of view there is no problem with this, but from the perspective of the Star God Alliance, she relied on the resources of the Star God Alliance step by step to achieve her current cultivation, connections, and a large amount of resources that can be mobilized. She is about to be promoted to the fifth realm and make more contributions to the alliance, but she is thinking about leaving the alliance and living freely.

The reason why Wang Ping wanted to keep Bu Qiong to say this was that he wanted to use Bu Qiong, a member of the Star God Alliance, just in case. He had no idea how to use her specifically, so he could only give an ambiguous promise.

The same is true for the demon clan's Quan Wen.

But for Bu Qiong and Quan Wen, Wang Ping's promise was enough to surprise them. This was the gap in status.

After the discussion, Wang Ping did not keep them to chat any longer, because there was no need for him to win them over too deliberately now, and he let them leave on their own.

After the outsiders left, Wang Ping looked towards the old locust tree. The shy calico cat appeared again. Yu Lian seemed to be laughing at her timidity. Then the two pets started playing together, causing Liu Shuang's spirit dog to circle around under the tree.

"Qianqian, play some more cheerful music."

Wang Ping ordered.

Hu Qianqian blinked her blue eyes, a smile appeared on her face, and she responded, "Yes, Master."

The cheerful music of the piano soon echoed in the dojo on the mountain top. Wang Ping said to Liu Shuangyan, "Since you want to establish a sect, then go ahead and do it. If I try to stop you, your inner demons may become stronger and stronger."

Liu Shuang's face lit up with joy when he heard this, and Yu Lian smiled and said, "Why don't you thank your master?"

"Thank you, Master!"

Liu Shuang clasped his fists.

Wang Ping let out a long sigh. After he figured out some things, he became more open-minded. He smiled and said, "Play a game of chess with me."

"Yes!"

Liu Shuang walked over quickly to tidy up the coffee table.

Wang Ping set his eyes on Shen Xiaozhu and said, "Qianmu Temple will rely on you and your disciples to support it in the future."

Shen Xiaozhu did not refuse. This was his duty as a direct disciple.

Two hours later.

The game of chess came to an end and the sound of the piano had long since stopped. Wang Ping sent his three disciples away, sat alone beside the coffee table, thought for a while, and then stood up.

Now that he has been promoted to the fifth realm, he no longer needs to pay too much attention to the chaotic relationships on this planet, because no matter how the situation in the world changes, as long as he is at the fifth realm, his faith and spirituality will not diminish.

His primary concern now is to maintain the balance of spirituality and the Yin and Yang of the Five Elements, and then slowly carry out his plan to break through the constraints of this starry sky with the powerful civilization of the galaxy.

The second thing needs to be done slowly, and necessary preliminary attempts are required. Otherwise, this fragile civilization may be destroyed if one is not careful, and it may also lead to opposition from other True Lords. This will be a new round of struggle.

He most likely won't need to personally participate in this fight. The Taiyan Sect is the best tool, or he can use the demon clan as a chess piece to take the lead, or the cave gate as a skin.

"Whoo~"

Wang Ping shook his head and drove these thoughts out of his mind.

Yu Lian complained from the top of the locust tree: "You still don't take a break at all."

Wang Ping smiled and said, "Isn't it good to have something to do? I am afraid of having nothing to do. Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness is truly terrifying." Yu Lian tilted her head and thought for a while, "That is indeed the case. If the two saints were not so bored, perhaps the ancient universe would not have been destroyed."

Wang Ping laughed, "You think too far ahead, but you are not wrong. However, a saint should not feel bored."

Yu Lian retorted: "That is our definition of a saint. We define a saint too perfectly."

"That's right."

Wang Ping walked towards the pavilion at the edge of the dojo. He suddenly realized that he had not sat in the pavilion and enjoyed the scenery of the Qianmuguan mountains for a long time.

Upon seeing this, Yu Lian immediately flew over, and the calico cat also shuttled between the spiritual trees to keep up with Yu Lian's pace.

Sitting by the guardrail of the pavilion, Wang Ping's eyes reflected the greenery of the mountains and the crisscrossing rivers at the foot of the mountain. His memory couldn't help but go back to the scenes when he first started practicing Taoism. He remembered how he built this Taoist temple with every blade of grass and every tree, the joy he felt when he first gained the sense of Qi, and the freshness of soaring into the sky after building the foundation.

"My journey has been relatively smooth. In the beginning, I had the blessing of my master. Later, thanks to Master Xiaoshan, it seemed as if it was God's will that I was promoted to the fifth realm."

Wang Ping looked at the clear sky in the distance.

Yu Lian lay on the beam, teasing the calico cat and said, "I suddenly thought of a great story, ahem..."

She took a few breaths and spoke in a storyteller's tone, "Thousands of years ago, the arrogant Demon King used his great magical power to calculate various possibilities in the future before his death. So, he used his own vitality to summon a young man from an unknown starry sky in an unknown time and space. He hoped that this young man with different ideas could lead billions of lives in this world out of trouble."

"Meow~"

The call of the calico cat is very pleasant.

Yu Lian laughed and said proudly, "Yeah, I think it's good too. It will definitely attract a lot of people to buy it."

Wang Ping knew that Yu Lian was trying to enlighten him, so he smiled as well. However, after laughing, he thought deeply about the various possibilities involved and felt a little creepy.

Wang Ping had no choice but to suppress these messy thoughts. His eyes fell on the hall surrounded by the jungle below. After a long time, he stretched out his left hand to deduce.

"Master only has a past, not a future. He has indeed fallen."

There was a hint of loneliness in Wang Ping's voice.

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's emotions and responded, "Master has fulfilled all his wishes. He should be very happy when he leaves. Why do you have to hold a grudge against him?"

Wang Ping said nothing more. He just stood beside the railing of the pavilion, looking at every tree and blade of grass in Qianmu Temple and recalling every bit of his life since he came into this world.

In a trance, he suddenly felt that the memories on Earth were very unreal. Just as this feeling of unreality became stronger and stronger, he suddenly woke up from his memories.

And now it is three days later.

All Taoist and Buddhist monks in this world set up altars in front of their ancestral tablets to worship the True Lords.

Wang Ping's consciousness spread out, watching countless cultivators kneeling devoutly, and finally his sights fell on Yuan Zheng in the Taoist temple near Jinhuai City, and he instructed Yu Lian: "Go tell Yuan Zheng that if he is ready to advance to the fourth realm, he can worship me for help."

"The old fellow?"

Yu Lian still holds a grudge.

Wang Ping stretched out his left hand, and Yu Lian wrapped around it. Wang Ping gently stroked her head and said, "This is karma. Although he improved my physique as a deal with Master, it was the foundation of my cultivation."

"I understand."

The rain lotus rose into the sky, followed closely by the calico cat.

Wang Ping returned to the old locust tree and had to make some specific arrangements for the puppets he had arranged. Now that he had been promoted to the fifth level, the duties of the puppets would naturally change.

A quarter of an hour later.

When a small part of Wang Ping's consciousness descended upon a novice monk puppet in Zhongping Temple in the Snowy Region, there was a slight fluctuation in his emotions.

He saw that Zhang Xinghuai, the direct disciple of his second senior brother, was leading hundreds of Buddhist monks, kneeling in front of the altar for the True Lords and chanting scriptures.

At this moment, Zhang Xinghuai was wearing a loose yellow monk's robe and a bright red cassock wrapped around his slightly thin body. He had his hands folded on his chest and sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the altar. The gentle sunlight fell on him through the eaves, emitting a gentle halo, making his whole body exude a solemn and sacred aura.

The smoke of incense smoke filled the air all around, forming a sharp contrast with his quiet and cold face, further highlighting his otherworldly detachment. Behind him were hundreds of Buddhist monks in similar attire and status, chanting scriptures that formed brilliant golden lotuses around the hall.

Further away were the believers who had come, kneeling devoutly on the ground, intoxicated by the chanting of the many great monks. Further down the mountain, countless herdsmen, regardless of the biting cold, were crawling around the sacred lake at the end of the Nong River, and there was no end in sight.

After this continued for half an hour, a majestic echo rang in the ears of all the people and monks who came to worship. However, the monks and mortals below the second realm only thought it sounded good, while the monks above the third realm could hear it clearly:
"Now there is Qianmuguan Changqing, who has achieved the status of a True Lord through cultivation. He should be named the Benevolent, Wen, Wude, Changqing Wood Spirit True Lord in accordance with the cause and effect of heaven, and be on par with the other True Lords of Xuanmen. You should worship him every day, which can ensure good weather and good harvests every year. All practitioners must offer him three sticks of incense every month!"

This sentence is echoing in the ears of everyone in this starry sky, including the ecological zones across the border.

Wang Ping, who was standing under the old locust tree, immediately withdrew his consciousness from the puppets in various places. He gently tapped his forehead with his left hand, and a brilliant golden map of the kingdom of God rose under his feet, and a golden mysterious light also appeared behind him.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wang Ping suddenly felt that he was more in tune with the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman'. His soul consciousness could even sense the wood spirit particles in all areas of the starry sky in an instant.

Unfortunately, this feeling was only fleeting. Wang Ping shook his head with some regret. Shi Yulian and the calico cat fell from the sky and landed in the center of the map of the kingdom of God.

"I have now established a kingdom of God. The next step is to appoint enough generals. According to the records of divine arts, spirit beasts are the best choice for generals. Do you know any reliable spirit beasts? There must be no spirit beasts with contracts, or the contract holders have died."

Wang Ping asked Yu Lian and the calico cat.

"Meow~"

The calico cat meowed first, then hid behind Yu Lian.

After laughing, Yu Lian said to Wang Ping, "The secrets of divine arts are based on the cognitive records of previous practitioners, but in my opinion, independent spirit beasts cannot become your divine generals, and none of them are reliable, such as my people."

After saying this, Yu Lian changed the subject and said, "You have seen those people in the Jimin Society. Don't you have any ideas? Perhaps you can set certain rules in your kingdom according to your will, and then let your believers practice according to these rules. If they can resonate with you, you can confer them as divine generals."

Wang Ping was stunned when he heard this, but then he thought it was indeed feasible. However, this matter would not be solved in a day or two, and it would require continuous attempts, so he temporarily suppressed the various ideas that came to his mind. (End of this chapter)