There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

It took a month to prepare for the enthronement, but only a few dozen breaths were required. Just after Yu Lian left, a dazzling ray of sunlight descended from the sky above Guizhen Palace, adding a touch of warmth to the chill of early spring.

Hong Yuan looked up at the sky, then walked down the steps to give instructions to the Tai Yan trainer nearby. Those cultivators below the third realm would be politely asked to leave the square. Although they were unwilling, they did not dare to say anything.

The remaining monks of the three realms must follow the rehearsed positions and go forward to burn incense to the statue of Zhenjun. After the incense is burned, they must sit cross-legged around the statue and recite scriptures. This process must last at least three days.

In ordinary ceremonies, this process is performed by Qigong practitioners, but this time, the ceremonies need to be performed by the cultivators of the third realm personally. They themselves are willing to do it, as if doing so can attract the attention of the True Lord and thus soar into the sky.

Zi Luan and the other four realms went to the Guizhen Hall. Under the watchful eyes of the statues of the True Lords, they discussed many matters concerning the outer space ecological zone and reached some verbal deals.

three days later.

The ceremony on the high platform in front of Guizhen Hall ended, but some of those third-level cultivators were still reluctant to leave. Among them was Wu Quan. He wanted to use this opportunity to increase his chances of being promoted to the fourth level. After all, he didn't have much time left to live.

Gan Qi, who came with him, was much more straightforward. He left Taiyan Mountains with his disciples on the day the Dharma Assembly ended. He was more pragmatic. This Dharma Assembly made him understand the will of the True Lords and knew that the best solution at this moment was to develop ecological zones in outer space. He was actually a very smart person, and was pragmatic and hard-working, but sometimes too pragmatic.

After Wu Quan waited for two days, Zi Luan finally found time to meet him.

The meeting place was in Zi Luan's Taoist temple in Taiyan Mountains. Zi Luan's Taoist temple in Taiyan Mountains was not as big as the one he had in Liuxin Sect. It only had two thatched cottages and a small courtyard. Its style was similar to Wang Ping's Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Ever since Wang Ping attained the status of True Lord, the Taoist temples of Taiyan Sect's disciples were almost all imitating his.

When Wu Quan entered the courtyard under the guidance of the boy, Zi Luan was carving some talismans. A transfer array was faintly visible in front of him. It was obvious that he was trying some magic.

When he saw Wu Quan, Zi Luan showed his usual smile and said, "Come and sit down. We are still so unfamiliar with each other."

He glanced at the stone bench in front of him and gestured to Wu Quan.

Wu Quan took two quick steps forward, but did not sit down. Instead, he cupped his hands and said, "How can it be my turn to sit down in front of the Lord?"

He tried to keep his posture low.

Zi Luan knew Wu Quan best, and the two had been communicating for thousands of years. Hearing this, he said bluntly, "You usually like to take advantage of your age, but today you are being polite to me."

He put down what he was doing and stared at Wu Quan: "If it weren't for your bad habit, you wouldn't be in this situation today."

Wu Quan smiled bitterly. It was not his fault if you think about the situation back then. No one in the world was optimistic about Wang Ping, so why should he risk his own wealth on a gamble?

But now the facts were before him, and no matter what he said it would be wrong, so he could only smile bitterly and remain silent.

“I understand what you are thinking about now, it is nothing more than the quota for the four realms of the Diku Gate, but do you know why the quota for the four realms of your Diku Gate has always been vacant?

Zi Luan's tone turned serious.

Wu Quan also collected his thoughts, met Zi Luan's serious expression, and said with a bow, "It's because the ground veins are unstable. In the past thousands of years, only Taoist Zhi Gong has succeeded in his attempts, and her success is based on her master."

"Then what do you want?"

"I was thinking..."

"You'd better not say it, lest we hurt our thousands of years of friendship." Zi Luan asked the question himself, but stopped Wu Quan from answering it. He then looked Wu Quan up and down, "You still have a big problem, which is that you can't tell your own status. Have you heard too much praise from your disciples, and really think that you are the only one in the world?"

His words can be translated as "Take a piss and look at yourself, to see your own moral character, are you qualified to say the following words?"

The smile on Wu Quan's face suddenly became a little awkward.

"I can laugh off your embarrassment here, but what about other places?" Zi Luan looked at Wu Quan's state, his evil taste satisfied, and changed the subject and asked, "Master Di Wen is in a deep sleep, do you know who is handling the affairs of the Diku Gate now?"

"It used to be managed by True Lord Yuanwu. Since True Lord Changqing was promoted, it has been managed by True Lord Changqing." Wu Quan answered the question facing Ziluan, a hint of expectation appearing on his face as he answered.

"Since you understand this principle, let me explain it to you again. Now the Underground Cavern Gate suddenly allows all three realms to be promoted. On the surface, it is for those with ability to take over, but you have lived for thousands of years. Do you believe this?"

Zi Luan put down the talisman in his hand and showed two fingers. "This is the first reason. The second reason is that Taoist Bai Wan is only in charge of the affairs of the Diku Sect in Zhongzhou Star. Why do you think she suddenly brought up this matter?" He showed a helpless expression on his face. "With your knowledge, you should be able to consider these issues, right? But why do you come to me and ask for something impossible?"

Wu Quan was silent for a few breaths after hearing this, then he made up his mind and said, "I heard that Ke Yue from the 'First Day' was able to obtain the promise of Changqing Zhenjun and get a place in the fourth realm of Zhenyang Sect. I can also give everything!"

"You can't give everything, so don't mention this matter again." Zi Luan's tone suddenly became cold.

Wu Quan obviously wanted to say something to express his determination, but when he met Zi Luan's cold eyes, he had to swallow the words back and left with reluctance under Zi Luan's gaze.

"I'm afraid he won't give up." It was Zi Luan's spirit snake speaking.

Zi Luan nodded without comment. After he came out of seclusion, he had been collecting intelligence from all sides. The piece of information that concerned him the most was the quota for the four realms that was suddenly released by the Xuanmen and Tianmen sects.

Only the True Lords can do such a thing. Zi Luan will never let this matter affect him even a little bit.

Having just finished his meeting with Wu Quan, Zi Luan looked towards the direction of Guizhen Hall as if he had sensed something. He sensed Xuan Ling's breath, but he still waited patiently.

Half a quarter of an hour later, his apprentice Hongyuan quickly came to the gate of the courtyard.

...

outer space.

Wang Ping suddenly opened his eyes from his meditation. It was because his progress in the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' had increased a little, reaching (7/100). This improvement in cultivation was not from conventional practice, but from the basic rules of the wood spirits observed by his avatar on Jupiter.

This progress took more than thirty years, so the time Wang Ping calculated previously was not accurate.

"Sure enough, only by defining a high-level life form can we speed up our promotion!" Wang Ping looked up at the endless starry sky.

"You have plenty of time, and your cultivation just needs to come naturally. Sooner or later, you will be able to surpass other True Lords and make them all your pawns, so you don't have to rush." ​​Yu Lian, who had already returned, sensed Wang Ping's thoughts and said to him softly.

After she said this, she immediately changed the subject and said, "Zi Luan has entered Tai Yan Star, and Xuan Ling is burning incense and praying. I hope you can respond to him."

Wang Ping gathered his thoughts and said to Yu Lian, "Tell Xuan Ling to return to Zhongzhou Star to be the guardian of Que Cai's promotion. When Que Cai is officially promoted, it will be the time for him to obtain a place in the fourth realm."

After he finished speaking, his consciousness was invested in the transfer network of the 'Golden Exploration Ball', and he read the mark of a fourth-level Tai Yan True Spirit. As his consciousness quickly swept across the starry sky, a dense transfer network appeared out of thin air with the flow of the wood spirit, and it took only more than ten breaths to capture the trace of the True Spirit.

As his thoughts emerged, he stretched out his left hand and reached forward, and the twisted true spirit was caught in his hand. It looked like he was grabbing an insignificant twisted energy life form in the sea of ​​stars.

The true spirit instinctively wanted to resist, but its crazy consciousness was redefined as soon as it had such an idea. Before it could react, Wang Ping sealed it into a white crystal with the Wood Spirit Sealing Array.

Yu Lian observed the entire process and said, "So the other True Lords are fully capable of obtaining all the places in the Four Realms, but they would rather let these True Spirits wander in the starry sky than give their disciples another chance."

Wang Ping thought about it and suddenly laughed, "Maybe they think there are too many Fourth Realm cultivators and they are too noisy."

Yu Lian fell into deep thought, and after more than ten breaths, she said, "It is probably true. Sometimes I just can't stand the noise of my tribesmen, and I always want to beat them up."

Wang Ping shook his head and did not continue the topic.

Under the starry sky, time seemed to be non-existent. This time, it took Wang Ping forty years to reach (8/100) the progress of "Stealing Heaven Mansion".

Time has unknowingly come to the 96th year of the Daogong calendar, and all ecological zones have been fully developed.

Coincidentally, in the spring of that year, Ke Yue finally made up his mind to take the 'Heart Fire Pill', and at the same time Que Cai also sensed the opportunity to advance to the fourth realm.

PS: I'm taking a break today, please forgive me, guys! (End of this chapter)