There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

As one of the first humanitarian monks to practice the secret techniques of Tianmen when humanity rose, Cangyue has been present in almost all important events since the rise of humanity.

After his master died in the battle with the demon clan, he was ostracized by the Taiyin sect monks and had no choice but to leave the sect. He was also labeled as an evil Taiyin sect monk by them. He then established the Chongyuan Mansion and did some shameful things for the Vajra Temple and the Zhenyang Sect. He then joined the Jiutian Pavilion and has been walking in darkness ever since.

Back then, when True Lord Yuanwu arranged for the four realms of Xuanmen and Tianmen to enter outer space to share the conflicts within the Star God Alliance for him, Cangyue cleverly took this opportunity to get rid of the corrupt situation on Zhongzhou Star. From then on, he was free to fly wherever the birds wanted. In the past thousand years, the Taoist Palace has not recorded any news about him.

The last time they cooperated, it seemed that they were working together to trick Lord Liuyun, but in fact, Lord Liuyun had long been disliked by the True Lords, and the person who was tricked was Wang Ping himself. This incident is still fresh in Wang Ping's memory.

So, at this moment, Wang Ping, with a little curiosity, decided to meet this Taoist Cangyue.

...

Outside the Demon Star Moon Taoist Palace coalition base, the original small square has now expanded several times.

Due to the increase in the number of monks coming and going in recent years, many courtyards and inns providing temporary residences, as well as some medicine shops and magic weapon shops, have been built on the streets extending from the periphery of the square. These shops are all owned by the demon clan without exception. Zang Yi has used this matter to ridicule the demon clan in public several times, but the demon clan seemed to have not heard anything.

The most eye-catching of these dazzling shops is a mutton soup restaurant, and its business is extremely booming. It seems that these monks who have already practiced fasting want to recall the good days on Zhongzhou Star by tasting the mutton soup.

Outside the mutton soup restaurant, Cangyue was wearing a fitted leather armor that was convenient for movement in outer space. The lunar rune lines on the surface of the armor flashed with light purple light from time to time.

During the wars on the borders outside the domain in recent years, many monks of the Dao Palace coalition have changed into this set of equipment, but the rune lines engraved on the surface of the leather armor are different for each person according to their different practices.

He was sitting on a wide wooden stool against the stone wall of the shop, holding a large earthen bowl and drinking soup in big gulps. The wrinkles on both sides of his small eyes were piled up. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the taste, so much so that his face was full of smiles.

A wolf demon and a sheep demon were arguing about something at the door of the store, which attracted many monks to watch. Many people also cheered and asked them to go to the nearby arena to fight.

The fighting arena was specially built at the Taoist Palace to resolve conflicts among monks of various factions, because private fighting is prohibited in all the settlements currently under the jurisdiction of the Taoist Palace, but conflicts between monks need to be resolved, so the fighting arena came into being, and countless additional industries were born relying on the fighting arena, which are spread across all ecological zones controlled by the Taoist Palace.

Perhaps when the thousand-year deadline set by Wang Ping expires, many people will not want it to end like this.

Cangyue drank the mutton soup in one breath, chewed the mutton in it, wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth with his big hands with satisfaction, and his eyes fell on a young monk who was running towards him quickly.

"Master!"

The young monk stood in front of Cangyue and bowed.

Cang Yue placed the empty bowl in his hand on the window sill beside him. When he stood up, he heard the young cultivator say, "There is news from Master Zang Yi. It's good news!"

The titles of Zang Yi and Yue Xi as True Lords have been confirmed by a decree jointly issued by the True Lords during the centenary celebration of the Taoist Palace. In addition, the title of "Lord of the Palace" was conferred upon some cultivators of the four realms of Xuanmen and Tianmen.

Zhi Gong finally got the title of Lord of the Mansion as he wished. The others were Cang Lan, Ling Zong, Ao Hong and Taoist Miao Qing. The Tai Yan Sect now had two Lords of the Mansion, which made people truly realize that the Tai Yan Sect, which had been silent for many years, was gradually reviving.

When Cang Yue heard the young cultivator's words, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Zang Yi is quite reliable. If I tell this to Zhu Wu of the demon clan, he will probably just give me a perfunctory answer."

Humane monks who have experienced the great war against the demon race will not have a very good impression of the demon race. That is an instinct embedded deep in their consciousness.

"Zang Yi Zhenjun said that you should go directly to Chang Qing Zhenjun's flagship and wait there. He will not show up this time."

The young monk added.

Cang Yue raised his eyebrows, glanced at the young monk, and said with a little displeasure: "In the future, you have to finish this kind of thing in one breath. If you can't finish it, I can help you!"

"Master, forgive me, disciple..."

Before the young cultivator could finish his words, Cangyue disappeared from the spot. It was impossible for him to fly away directly. After all, there were several fifth-level cultivators here, and it was also the headquarters of the Dao Palace coalition.

He transformed himself into a ray of dark lightning and appeared on the Dengxiantai outside the base. He took the initiative to place himself under the monitoring array and threw his identity card into outer space. Only then did he dare to use his great magic power to transform himself into a stream of light and fly towards the giant flying boat docked nearby.

When he was still a hundred feet away from the flying boat, Cangyue suddenly steadied his body, then slightly arched his back, carefully followed the guiding light projected by the flying boat, and slowly landed on the small ascending platform on the bottom deck of the flying boat.

When he landed, he deliberately walked lightly, for fear of disturbing anything.

"Wait here!"

A cold voice suddenly exploded in Cangyue's ears. It was the puppet that was supporting him who was speaking.

Cangyue trembled all over, but did not dare to look up. He just bent his already hunched back even lower and replied respectfully, "Yes."

As an old monk who had been practicing before the rise of humanity, his turbid eyes were full of awe. He knew better than anyone what a True Lord of Xuanmen and Tianmen meant.

Time is passing slowly...

In a trance, Cangyue couldn't help but recall the scene of his first meeting with Changqing Zhenjun a thousand years ago. At that time, he was stirring up trouble in the Yuqing Sect and wanted to seize the "ghost body" in the sect for sacrifice, but unexpectedly, Changqing Zhenjun got there first.

"That time was only a thousand years ago?"

Cangyue's skinny fingers unconsciously stroked the corner of his clothes, and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

He always felt that the incident seemed to have happened just yesterday, but whenever he thought of the reputation of Changqing Zhenjun, he felt that it was a distant past. Just as he was in a trance, he suddenly came back to his senses, and a trace of panic flashed across his face covered with age spots.

"What are you thinking about? So absent-minded?"

A familiar voice in memory suddenly sounded.

Cangyue raised his head, his cloudy eyes met the Yu Lian on the upper deck spitting out her tongue like a snake. When he saw the figure in blue Taoist robes out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly lowered his head, and then subconsciously clasped his fists and bowed.

"In reply to Venerable Lingyuan's words." Cangyue tried his best to make his reply calm, "When I think of the majestic image of True Lord Changqing in the past, I feel really ashamed."

These words were spoken sincerely, but they caused Yu Lian to chuckle. Her slender body meandered on the railing and continued to ask, "When we first met, you said that you only had a thousand years left to live. Now the time limit is coming, right?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Cangyue's wrinkled face, and then he forced out a flattering smile: "Thanks to Venerable Lingyuan, I had a chance encounter at the border outside the domain, and now I can still survive for more than a thousand years."

Yu Lian leaned forward, stared down at Cang Yue, and asked in a joking tone: "Are you going to use the same excuse to evade me again after a thousand years?"

"I wouldn't dare! I absolutely wouldn't dare!"

Cangyue shook his head hurriedly.

Wang Ping reached out and gently stroked Yu Lian's little head to stop her from teasing Cang Yue. Yu Lian said in her spiritual sea: "He didn't lie, but his life span must have been exchanged for something. In other words, are there really some unknown beings who retain consciousness after the destruction of the universe?"

"maybe."

Wang Ping didn't want to dwell on this question. He just needed to know that this starry sky was safe for the time being, otherwise they wouldn't exist. "Daoist Zang Yi said you have something important to report?"

Wang Ping's eyes reflected Cangyue's humble figure and he asked softly.

Upon hearing this, Cang Yue couldn't help but bow again, his head lowered even lower, and said, "I brought some ideas from the Five Realms Star Gods outside the border."

"Oh?"

Wang Ping's tone revealed a hint of surprise, but more of curiosity.

Cang Yue continued, "There are some fifth-level star gods outside the border who do not wish to conflict with the True Lords and want to exchange living space in a peaceful way."

Yu Lian couldn't help but interrupt, "A peaceful way? Are they so naive?"

Cangyue lowered his head and spoke faster, "The peaceful way they are talking about refers to the peace with the True Lords, but they will have to go through a major purge internally."

"interesting!"

Wang Ping showed a hint of interest and chuckled as he asked, "Did they ask you to come and talk?"

Cang Yue quickly shook his head and said, "Of course not, I am just delivering the message. If you agree, I can build a projection space for both parties for you to discuss in detail."

Wang Ping was silent for a few moments, stared at Cangyue and asked, "What do you want from us?"

Cang Yue immediately answered: "I have done some wrong things in the past, so I am not recognized by the Dao Palace. Even in this war, I can only hide in a dark corner. I want to end this way of practice."

Wang Ping was a little surprised because such a request was too simple.

However, this is not an easy matter for a cultivator in the fourth realm, because the power of the True Lords is like a mountain, which can suffocate any cultivator in the fourth realm.

Cangyue has been fed up with walking in darkness for thousands of years, but he cannot move the mountain on his back, even though the mountain does not actually care about him.

"Just that?"

Wang Ping asked, his voice a little cold.

Cang Yue was silent for a few breaths, then he knelt on the deck and said, "My master died in an unclear manner. I want to restore my identity and use the last of my life to find out how my master died."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He kowtowed three times and pleaded, "I hope Changqing Zhenjun will grant my blessing."

Yu Lian said in the spiritual sea: "It seems that he did not lie. He has been holding his breath for a long time."

Wang Ping did not let Cangyue wait too long. When he kowtowed three times, he said, "I will discuss this matter with other True Lords. You just need to wait for my news."

After he said this, he stretched out his left hand and gently grabbed in the air. A locust tree branch appeared in his hand and was quickly refined into a communication token. "This communication token can be used twice. I will notify you when there is news. When you are ready, use it to contact me again."

After that, he threw out the token.

Cangyue raised his hands respectfully. When he felt the coolness of the token in his hand, the surrounding environment was changing rapidly. When he came to his senses, he had already appeared above the Ascension Platform of the Taoist Palace.

He withdrew his raised hands, felt the touch of the communication token, and a smile from the heart appeared on his face. The number of people who could directly contact the True Lord in this starry sky could be counted on one hand.

...

After Cangyue left, the flying boat suddenly became quiet.

Wang Ping stood on the deck and watched the busy puppets. There was silence all around him except for the faint light from the distant stars that shone through the barrier of the flying boat, casting dots of black and white light on his blue Taoist robe.

Ten breaths later, he suddenly chuckled. The laugh was very light, but it was particularly clear in this empty flying boat.

Yu Lian heard Wang Ping's chuckle, and her golden vertical pupils stared at his profile, and asked, "Are you laughing, or what?"

Wang Ping shook his head, his eyes still looking into the distance, and said calmly: "I just find it interesting."

Yu Lian tilted her head and looked at him carefully. She had been with Wang Ping for many years and was familiar with every subtle change in his expression. "You still have a long time to live," she said slowly, "Are you feeling bored now?"

"Not really."

Wang Ping shook his head again, his tone still calm.

Yu Lian was silent for a while, then changed the topic to Cang Yue, "Do you think he can succeed?"

Wang Ping did not answer immediately.

Yu Lian spit out her tongue and said, "Why do I feel that those so-called peace advocates in the Star God Alliance will never succeed?"

Wang Ping finally retracted his gaze, took out a communication token from his sleeve, and smiled at Yu Lian, "Let's discuss it with the other True Lords first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Yu Lian disappeared from the flying boat and returned to the wood spirit world he had built near the border outside the domain.

It is quieter here than on the flying boat.

There is no sound of wind, no chirping of insects, only the endless spiritual trees growing quietly, with a faint spiritual light flowing among the branches and leaves.

Wang Ping stood beside the Kingdom of God and activated the communication token, telling the other True Lords about Cang Yue's affairs.

Sure enough, as he expected, all the True Lords, including Bai Yan, did not care about Cangyue himself. Without much consideration, they agreed to Cangyue's request and were willing to try the negotiations he proposed.

Because to them this is just an insignificant test. It doesn’t matter whether it succeeds or not. They won’t lose anything anyway.

Wang Ping was given full authority to take charge of the matter. Without delay, he quickly sent a message through the token, asking Cangyue to prepare for the negotiations.

Afterwards, he returned to his state of seclusion and practice.

Wang Ping thought Cangyue would reply soon, but in fact, it was not until January of the 131st year of the new calendar, when Wang Ping no longer had any hope for the matter, that Cangyue sent a message.

The moment Wang Ping received the message, he detected Cang Yue's presence at the Yaoxing Moon Station through the remaining aura of the communication token. He was near the station's Dengxiantai. (End of this chapter)