There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

In the wood spirit world hidden in the starry sky.

The backlash of the rules that Wang Ping sensed was obvious. It tried to capture Wang Ping's breath, but the rules in the wood spirit world were rewritten. Wang Ping could call on the energy of this world to confuse the capture of the rules. He also had a "Heaven-Covering Talisman" to shield his breath and merge with the wood spirits of the entire starry sky.

When using the Wood Spirit World to fight against the backlash of the rules, Wang Ping's consciousness observed some energies in the network woven by the universe that made him tremble. It was constantly producing a rhythmic resonance, and these resonances would repair the destroyed rules under the starry sky.

Although this power is frightening, it also makes people fall into it unconsciously. It is so powerful that people subconsciously want to possess it.

"What is it that makes you addicted to it?"

Yu Lian's voice rang out in Wang Ping's spiritual sea.

Wang Ping was not actually obsessed. He always maintained his rationality and humanity, otherwise he would have lost himself in it at that moment. Hearing Yu Lian's question, he sacrificed the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman' and felt the feedback from the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman' after defining those cultivators. Then he said, "It's not that I'm obsessed, but I want to peek into the truth. Unfortunately, my cultivation is still not enough."

Yu Lian's pupils revealed curiosity when she heard this. "Even you can sense that your cultivation is not good enough. I think we should not pay attention to it for now. The previous experience of Master Huishan is right in front of us."

Wang Ping nodded slightly.

This attempt did not increase the progress of practicing the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman', but Wang Ping could feel that the compatibility between his soul and the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' was increasing. If he practiced hard for several more years, it would be possible to increase the compatibility a little bit. This speed was already an increase of several times.

If we continue to try to define extraterritorial rebels, perhaps there will be a little more fit next time.

And after what Ke Yue had done, he would have plenty of opportunities next. And not only in Ke Yue's place, but also the puppets he deployed in other war zones could come in handy. It's just that these puppets have weak consciousness, and if he borrows their consciousness to use the 'Heaven-stealing Talisman' once, they would probably be scrapped.

While Wang Ping was thinking, he had already put part of his consciousness into the puppets on the front line. Just as he expected, Master Bai Xin did not miss such a good opportunity. He did not even communicate with Zhu Wu, Zang Yi and others before issuing an order to advance on all fronts.

Outside the two ecological zones '491' and '497', tens of thousands of cultivators had no time to be shocked by what was happening before their eyes, and they didn't even have time to care about the people and low-level Qigong practitioners in the ecological zones, because they had received orders to continue to move forward.

Bai Xin wanted to use Ke Yue's 'Left No. 12' battle zone as a breakthrough point to tear a hole in the outer defense of the rebel alien world. This was exactly what Wang Ping wanted. He could continue to try, and Bai Xin would bear the consequences.

...

The starry sky suddenly boiled up...

With the two ecological zones '491' and '497' as the center, the flames of war spread wildly around like a plague. Ke Yue's fleet rushed in through the torn gap in the defense line like a torrent of red flames.

Afterwards, the entire battle line was ignited in an instant. The impact arrays of tens of thousands of warships intertwined into a destructive light network, cutting the starry sky into countless fragments. The erupting energy turbulence formed an inertial shock that swept across hundreds of thousands of miles of the starry sky.

As time went on, more and more ecological zones were drawn into the war, some were destroyed by the Dao Palace coalition fleet, and the darkness was forcibly dispelled; some were transformed into dazzling fireballs in the rebels' self-destruction array.

And in the higher dimensions that all monks cannot perceive, the basic rules of the universe are slowly repairing the trauma caused by this war. The torn space cracks, the distorted flow of time, and the polluted energy veins are gradually regaining balance under the regulation of some grand will.

This was the largest confrontation since the two sides went to war, and it took half a year before the situation gradually stabilized. The rebels lost more than one hundred ecological zones in this war, while the Dao Palace coalition lost six hundred and thirty-two third-level monks and five fourth-level monks.

As for the rebels, it is conservatively estimated that the number of fourth-level monks they lost was twice that of the Dao Palace coalition. This was mainly because in the later period, in order to stabilize the defense line, they adopted a more aggressive style of play, which not only caused considerable losses to the Dao Palace coalition, but also caused the deaths of many fourth-level star gods themselves.

"They seem to take this war lightly, but once the situation changes, they pay close attention to it."

Yu Lian was evaluating the other True Lords. When the fighting was fierce on the front line, the consciousness of the other True Lords would constantly descend, and they would descend without hiding their aura, but they would not suppress the rebels, but only inspect the front line of the Dao Palace coalition.

"Are they spying on you?"

she asked suddenly.

Wang Ping just smiled but didn't want to continue the topic. He didn't want it to affect his practice.

"The originally agreed time for this war was one thousand years. They like to act within the plan and hate to see things happen outside the plan."

"So you're going to slow down from here?"

"Maybe!"

"You are so hypocritical. You can solve the problem in a simpler way, but you insist on putting shackles on yourself."

"This is because people think differently, let alone a True Lord. We can only use this method to minimize the distrust between us."

"That's right. There are seven of you, and there are six True Lords of the demon race. If you don't follow the rules, this starry sky won't be enough for you to play with."

"There's nothing wrong with playing this kind of game. It makes me happy both physically and mentally."

"That's because you are the chess player now."

"There is no chess player in this dilapidated starry sky, only a group of poor people fighting against fate."

They chatted in low voices, and the topic gradually shifted to the grand topic of the universe, and then unknowingly turned to Wang Ping's several disciples.

Time passed slowly as they chatted.

In the blink of an eye, another sixty years has passed.

The Dao Palace coalition has always had the upper hand in the confrontation on the front line. In the past sixty years, the Dao Palace coalition has organized one or two offensives every few years.

There is no doubt that these attacks were secretly planned by Wang Ping, which increased the compatibility of his "Heaven-stealing Talisman" by seven points in just sixty years, reaching (17/100).

At the same time, in his plan, the battle line on the outer planet was advancing step by step. Perhaps in another two hundred years, he would be able to completely end this war just like he did when Lord Lieyang descended on Zhongzhou Star.

However, his plan requires the consent of all the True Lords.

The True Lords would probably agree on the surface, because they needed Wang Ping to clean up the pollution in Xuan Qing's body, and they also needed him to awaken the dormant Di Wen. This required maintaining a good relationship with Wang Ping.

But only they themselves know what they will do secretly.

Wang Ping's attitude was very casual, because he had plenty of opportunities, and at most he would spend thousands of years practicing hard, while other True Lords had already been trapped in the vicious circle they set.
The Spring Festival of the 243rd year of the Daogong calendar has just passed.

When Wang Ping was absorbing the spiritual faith generated by the believers in the Kingdom of God worshiping him, the puppets he placed in Zhongzhou collectively sent back a message.

Shi Quecai successfully advanced to the fourth level.

Soon afterwards he received Quecai's sincere prayer.

Just when Wang Ping was about to arrange for Quecai, Yu Lian suddenly said, "Why not send that divine envoy to fetch Quecai?"

The 'divine magic messenger' she mentioned was exactly the devout believer she had guided. Over the past sixty years, Wang Ping would bestow him with the divine magic light of the kingdom of God whenever he had time so that he could practice. After being guided by this fifth-level cultivator, the divine magic messenger's spiritual veins had now been transformed into the divine magic light of the kingdom of God, and he had used it to cultivate a divine soul.

"You want me to grant him the power to use the spiritual power of the Kingdom of God, right?" Wang Ping asked with a smile.

"I think he is fully qualified. You can try to use the Kingdom of God to build a spiritual world for these devout believers and let them practice in this spiritual world. Perhaps you can help them cultivate into a primordial spirit."

"them?"

"They are the two disciples accepted by the Taoist priest, but they are still a little short of maturity."

After a little consideration, Wang Ping nodded and said, "We can give it a try."

With his current level of divine arts, it is not difficult for him to create a spiritual world shared by believers. The principle can be referred to the communication device. Through his faith spread across the starry sky, he can pull in the consciousness of a fixed number of believers, and this spiritual world can be placed directly in a corner of the kingdom of God.

In this way, when these believers practice, they can deposit their consciousness in this spiritual world and nourish the meridians and souls in their bodies with the spiritual faith of the Kingdom of God.

Moreover, he has two nine-tailed foxes and rain lotus, which can better stabilize the thoughts of the believers in this spiritual world. As long as their beliefs are pure, there will be almost no problems in their practice.

When he thought of this, the golden light under Wang Ping continued to expand, and soon formed a huge palace of the kingdom of God in the hidden world of wood spirits.

The golden light in the palace intertwined in the void and turned into countless sacred runes. Each rune contained the pure power of faith. The dome of the palace seemed to be higher than before, and it was carved with the figures of thousands of believers praying devoutly. Each outline was lifelike, as if it would walk out of the crystal wall at any time.

The floor inside the palace was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the flowing star map. The minds of countless believers were conveyed to the kingdom of God through this star map.

Wang Ping gazed at the billions of lives in the star map, and his consciousness unconsciously entered a state of 'self-denial', allowing him to treat every life equally.

Then, he looked around under Yu Lian's gaze, and his eyes fell on the empty space on the left side of the palace entrance. As an idea emerged in his mind, the empty space quickly separated and an independent hall was built on the side wing of the Palace of the Kingdom of God.

The 'independence' here refers to visual independence, but in fact it is still one with the Kingdom of God.

Then Wang Ping stretched out his hand and lightly tapped. A golden stream of light gathered above the hall, and complex communication runes appeared out of thin air. These runes quickly surrounded the roof and walls of the hall, and then slowly moved towards the map at the core of the Kingdom of God, and in a blink of an eye, it was connected with the entire Kingdom of God.

After doing all this, Wang Ping thought for a while under Yu Lian's gaze, then took out two empty jade plates, waved the divine light in the kingdom of God, and engraved a complex magic array on it.

"That should be fine."

Wang Ping handed the two jade tablets to Yu Lian. "After you guide him to refine the jade tablets with the divine light of his cultivation, you can enter the hall. Then you can let Cai Yan and Chi Mei guide him to cultivate his soul. You must be patient in this step. Don't worry about the time. He is protected by this kingdom of God, and his physical body can exist for thousands of years."

Yu Lian put the two jade tokens into the storage array on her tail and said with a smile: "According to your nephew, the divine space of the 'Ji Min Hui' only needs one consciousness to enter after successful guidance, and it can accommodate hundreds of people at a time. You are far from it."

Wang Ping smiled and said, "When my believers are all over this starry sky, I can try to cultivate the final form of the Kingdom of God, and perhaps reach that level."

"What do you think of the Kingdom of God of the 'Ji Min Hui'?"

"It is likely that a great monk from ancient times invested part of his consciousness into his own kingdom of God when he fell, and then it has been attached to the Misty Sea and has continued to exist until now. However, his consciousness may not be able to leave his kingdom of God, otherwise he would not have allowed his followers who are only at the fourth level of cultivation to cause trouble everywhere."

They started chatting about this topic. Perhaps Yu Lian was influenced by the humanity of the believers of the Kingdom of God, or perhaps it was just her nature. Her thinking was never fixed, and she had many guesses about the practice of ancient divine arts.

...

Zhongzhou Star.

Over the past sixty years, the cultivators in Zhongzhou have gradually turned their attention to outer space. Although there are still internal struggles, they are much less than before. In addition, with the popularization of various energy crystals, the number of cultivators entering the realm and the second level is several times more than before.

Especially some simpler side-door cultivators, who have sprung up like mushrooms after the Taoist Palace has relaxed restrictions on their cultivation. Moreover, most of them, after reaching the second level, will not be able to resist going to the front line to try to make further progress.

As time went by, the True Lords slowly shifted their focus from Zhongzhou Star to the ecological zones they managed in outer space. Various temples for practicing divine arts were spread throughout the starry sky during this period.

The headquarters of Taiyan Mountain in Zhongzhou.

It was not as lively as I had imagined, and there were no guests coming and going.

Nowadays, monks at high levels are all trying to find ways to go to outer space, which means that only a few people received the invitations sent out by Que Cai.

Que Cai gave up the idea of ​​holding a celebration ceremony, and just had a small gathering with a few friends who stayed in Zhongzhou Star. After the gathering, she flew to the sky above Guizhen Palace. Her soul consciousness quickly covered the entire Zhongzhou continent. She felt the changes on the land of Zhongzhou, and then looked at the crisscrossing shuttle passages under the clouds. She couldn't help but sigh:
"If you had been able to suppress your ambition and wait another thousand years, maybe you and I would have had the opportunity to officially advance to the fourth realm."

The only person who could make her say this was Cheng Xi. At this moment, she suddenly felt ridiculous when she thought about the competition for the four-realm quota back then, but she seemed to have forgotten that she also didn't think Wang Ping had a chance at that time.

But the reality played a joke on her. Wang Ping, who they all thought had no chance back then, is now high above and worshipped by the world, a person truly admired by countless people.

And in the short span of more than a hundred years, he had already given out three of the four realms that they had fought so hard for. When she thought of this, her consciousness unconsciously swept over Xuan Ling who was in seclusion in the Taiyan Mountains. He still had a four realms rank. (End of this chapter)