There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

The Moon is located between the Jade Purity Star and Mercury, and Mercury is the outermost of the seven planets of Tianmen and Xuanmen. Further out of the region are the Daluo Star and the Demon Star.

Standing on Jupiter and looking at the Moon, you can only see a bright star. When you enter the orbit of the Moon, you can see a star emitting purple light. It is almost the same size as Zhongzhou Star, but its mass is several times that of Zhongzhou Star. This obviously does not conform to the basic rules of the operation of the starry sky, so this is a planet that has been completely transformed.

The purple light on the surface of the star is the effect of the Yin Lei magic array. The patterns of the magic array are winding on the star's shell like blood vessels, and some arcs spread towards outer space from time to time, which is particularly beautiful when viewed from a distance.

And every time an electric arc bursts out, the entire starry sky will be reflected in a strange purple color. Those leaping electric lights will turn into dark energy in the vacuum and flow towards the asteroids near the star.

There are a total of nine asteroids in the asteroid orbit around the Moon. The magic array constructed outside them greedily absorbs the netherworld energy bursting out from the Moon.

Under the premise of vigorously developing outer space ecological zones today, these asteroids have also been transformed into outer space ecological zones with various functions.

When Wang Ping came to this starry sky through the transfer network of the "Golden Sphere Exploration", the first thing he saw was an asteroid full of craters. Its interior was pulsating with purple light at the same frequency as the Moon. Between the mountains under these purple lights were large tracts of spiritual medicines. In some places with a strong atmosphere of the Netherworld, there were also natural treasures being nurtured.

When Wang Ping landed on the immortal platform built outside the Taiyin Star, his eyes were attracted by a star body full of structures similar to underwater corals. It was absorbing the energy of the starry sky. At the bottom of those coral structures were densely packed crystals, which emitted a colorful halo at this moment, like some legendary secret realm.

The person who came to greet Wang Ping was a fourth-level Taiyin cultivator. His face and aura were unfamiliar. He should be the one from the Taiyin Sect who had just been promoted to the fourth level recently.

"Little Daoist Huairui pays homage to the True Lord Changqing!"

He landed on the edge of the Dengxiantai, clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, and first gave his name.

Wang Ping just glanced at him, and Yu Lian, who was lying on his shoulder, said, "This place feels good, it has a lot of spiritual energy."

She admired it from the bottom of her heart, thinking that this place was particularly suitable for her to practice.

Huai Rui bowed his head and said modestly: "Thank you for your praise, senior." After responding, he turned sideways and said, "The Emperor has been waiting for you in the dojo for a long time, please come this way..."

The 'Emperor' he mentioned was Bai Yan. His title in Taiyin Sect was 'The Supreme Saint Emperor of Purple Sky Yin Thunder Prison and Demon Subduing'. Now, among the Xuanmen and Tianmen True Lords who retain this ancient title, Bai Yan is the only one left.

When Wang Ping was promoted to the fifth realm, the disciples of Taiyan Sect, while building various temples for him, also added various titles for him. However, without Wang Ping's approval, these titles did not spread and were only circulated in small areas such as villages and towns.

Following Taoist Huairui's invitation, a cloud bridge appeared out of thin air in front of him, passing through the atmosphere surrounded by dense thunder, and sinking into the interior of the Yin Star that even Wang Ping's soul could not detect.

Wang Ping naturally would not be polite. He had deduced countless times before coming here and only went to the appointment after confirming that there was no danger. When approaching the atmosphere, Wang Ping saw more clearly the arcs expanding in outer space. They were only visual Yin thunder, but in fact they were the purest Netherworld energy, which was just spreading to the surrounding starry sky in the form of Yin thunder.

During this process, a strong spirituality was formed, causing densely packed spiritual creatures to gather around this starry sky. However, they seemed to be in awe of something and did not dare to approach.

Yu Lian, who was lying on Wang Ping's shoulder, breathed in and out from time to time, absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from him.

After passing through the various protective arrays constructed in the atmosphere, Wang Ping first saw countless giant palaces built with huge stones. These seemed to be palaces built for some ancient sacrificial rituals. When he was observing Zhongzhou Star, he also observed that Taiyin monks built such palaces for sacrificial activities.

The object of worship is naturally the saint of Tianmen.

Wang Ping really wanted to use his soul to investigate, but it was difficult to do so here. He could only patiently pass through the thin clouds and wait for the vision to gradually become clear.

In the reflection of the faint purple light, Wang Ping's eyes involuntarily looked at the river surrounding the giant stone palace. Under the reflection of the purple light, it emitted an enchanting red halo.

Wang Ping’s first reaction was blood?
But he immediately rejected this idea. The next moment he felt the breath of those rivers and immediately understood what was going on.

The river that looked like blood was actually Bai Yan’s body!
It was the blood pool that he transformed into with his Shura body, and the blood pool was guarded by these huge stone palaces in the middle. Its outline had already emerged in Wang Ping's eyes at this moment. It was a high mountain that was completely black, and the blood pool was on the top of the mountain.

Bai Yan stood in front of the mountain with his feet on auspicious clouds, looking at Wang Ping quietly.

Wang Ping could sense that this was not his soul, but the combination of his body and soul, which was very interesting.

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's thoughts and said in the spiritual sea: "It is very likely that his body can be split. In some of the memories I inherited, many creatures have this ability."

Wang Ping did not respond to Yu Lian, because at this moment Bai Yan came towards him on a auspicious cloud and bowed to him from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come from afar. I'm sorry I couldn't go to outer space to greet you." Bai Yan's voice was cold, but the apology in his tone was obvious. "It's not easy for me to separate my physical body once."

After that, he sighed and said, "Since the end of the demon war, I haven't intervened in many things. I just let my disciples abide by the rules of the Taoist Palace and rarely respond to them. Do you know why?"

Wang Ping didn't expect Bai Yan to start with this topic. If he had just been promoted to the fifth realm, he might not have understood it, but now he could guess it to some extent, but he did not show it, and said modestly: "I don't know."

After he finished speaking, he also showed a puzzled look, "I hope you can help me solve this puzzle."

"hehe."

Bai Yan's smile was like a sneer, but also like a polite smile, mainly because he always had an indifferent and cold look. After he smiled, he first waved to Huai Rui beside him, dismissing him, and then turned sideways to invite him: "I heard that Taoists like tea. I happen to have some pretty good tea here. Why don't you evaluate it?"

"it is good!"

Wang Ping readily accepted the invitation.

What Wang Ping had not expected was that Bai Yan's dojo was not on the Black Mountain, but on a scenic hillside nearby. It was a large courtyard with four entrances and plenty of light, but the courtyard was a bit deserted, and all the people coming in and out were puppets refined with the energy of the Netherworld.

Bai Yan invited Wang Ping and Yu Lian to the back garden of the yard. The garden was exquisitely decorated and surrounded by a winding stream. Several lotus leaves carved from green jade floated on the water, with a faint glow flowing between the veins of the leaves, illuminating the surroundings.

The flowers and trees in the garden are arranged in an orderly manner. The rockery is carved from a whole piece of black jade. The surface is as smooth as a mirror. The yin energy flowing in it can be vaguely seen, but it is restrained by some kind of formation to prevent it from infecting the vitality of the surrounding area.

In the center of the garden is a hexagonal pavilion with pillars made of rosewood. Inside the pavilion is a coffee table with mirror-smooth surfaces and a wooden stool on each side of the table.

At this moment, Wang Ping and Bai Yan were sitting on a wooden bench facing each other, looking at an old pine tree outside the pavilion. Its needles were as black as ink, but the tips of the needles were condensed with tiny frost crystals, which flickered in the light.

"When Xiaoshan was promoted to the fifth realm, I was forced to go out once. Although I was invited by Tiangong to stop Xiaoshan, I was more curious about Xiaoshan's condition and the actions Huishan would take. What happened later was exactly as I expected."

Bai Yan actually talked about this matter first, "They always plan everything, but I don't like complicated plans, so I have been quietly observing, observing each of their behaviors, and then recording and thinking carefully."

As he spoke, he took out several jade slips from the storage bag on his waist. They were densely written with words that Wang Ping did not recognize.

"Fellow Daoist, you should know that the original five True Lords of Xuanmen were all transformed from the demon tribe, right?" Bai Yan's topic was very off-topic. He took out these jade slips, but did not let Wang Ping read them. Instead, he mentioned the origins of the five True Lords of Xuanmen.

Wang Ping nodded but did not make any comment.

Bai Yan continued, "Back then, the demon race liked to trade with extraterritorial life forms. Some people left this starry sky through this channel, and some extraterritorial life forms secretly changed their fates through the spirit bodies made by the demon race. This kind of thing of changing the rules of life in the heavens should not be successful, but the news I got is that they succeeded at least nine times."

"The rules cannot be changed, which only means that extraterritorial life forms are actually part of the rules..."

He paused, picked up the steaming teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea. Under Wang Ping's puzzled gaze, he continued, "Then the fog sea appeared, and the Xuanmen that was supposed to be left in outer space suddenly rose up. Everything seemed to be deliberately planned by someone, but there was a fog in front of me. I could only go with the flow and try to hide behind the fog, wanting to see the secrets in the fog."

Yu Lian couldn't wait to ask, "Did you see it clearly?"

Bai Yan shook his head with regret, "No, maybe the truth here is no longer important, but I still can't trust them. You are different. I observed you when you entered the country, and then spent nearly a thousand years to deduce and confirm that your cause and effect belong to this starry sky."

Wang Ping felt a little ashamed at this moment. If his deep memory was correct, he was a genuine extraterritorial consciousness.

"Don't trust anyone. They might suddenly stab you in the back at the critical moment."

While speaking, Bai Yan put down the teacup in his hand, then stretched out his hand toward the outside of the pavilion. Suddenly, an arc of electricity fell from the sky, touched his fingertips, and emitted a purple light.

Then he continued, "Tian Gong's consciousness has fluctuated again. He has always been impatient over the years."

Yu Lian looked at the purple light in Bai Yan's hand curiously, "How do you capture the breath of Tiangong?"

"Yin Lei is most sensitive to golden spiritual energy, and the fluctuations of the golden spiritual energy in this starry sky best represent the emotions of Tiangong." Bai Yan explained casually, and then dispelled the purple light in his hand.

"Are you saying that Tiangong is showing signs of going crazy?" Wang Ping asked with curiosity.

"No, he has set up so many sects in the mortal world and artificially created a Buddhist country, which can easily avoid the confusion of consciousness caused by the erosion of time." Bai Yan said confidently: "He is very smart. Even if someone invades his consciousness, he will most likely be assimilated because the faith channel he has set up will immediately neutralize the invading consciousness with the faith of the Buddhist country."

After explaining this, he stared at Wang Ping and asked, "You have shown a special interest in Tiangong?"

Wang Ping shook his head and denied it, "I was just following the conversation."

Yu Lian brought up the previous topic and said, "You told us not to trust anyone. Does that include you?"

Bai Yan responded to Yu Lian's vertical pupils: "I just told you what I know, and added a warning from someone who has experienced it."

Wang Ping looked at Bai Yan who was about to continue talking. He must have been alone for too long. Whenever he had a chance to talk, he would let go and talk nonstop. So before Bai Yan was about to continue speaking, Wang Ping asked, "Fellow Daoist, you invited me here this time. I wonder if you want to talk about history?"

Bai Yan's gaze fell on Yu Lian, and then shifted to Wang Ping. "I invited you here this time to tell you that if you want to continue your layout on the outer world, I can help you with all my strength."

Wang Ping's eyes flashed, then he smiled and shook his head, saying, "I don't have any plans, I just want to try a spell."

"Just like what Lieyang did back then?"

Bai Yan asked.

Wang Ping denied it sincerely, "It's just an ordinary spell."

Bai Yan picked up the teacup, seemingly not hearing Wang Ping's denial, and continued, "We don't need to intervene in this matter. The foolish boy from the Dragon Lord of Linshui Prefecture is instigating the disciples of my Taiyin Sect to do something on the front battlefield."

Wang Ping still shook his head when he heard this, but he already had an idea in his heart. If he could really make use of Linshui Mansion, his chess game would come alive again. However, he couldn't just express his opinion like that, because he still couldn't figure out Bai Yan's true purpose.

"Daoyou can take your time to think about it. This matter is of no importance to me." Bai Yan put down the teacup in his hand, put away the jade slip he had just taken out, and said in his usual cold tone: "Daoyou should have read the secret method of the sixth level of Star God cultivation. What do you think Tiangong and Lieyang think now?"

Wang Ping had all sorts of thoughts flashing through his mind, but on the surface he remained unmoved. "Whatever Daoists Tiangong and Lieyang have in mind, they will surely tell us in the near future. Why should I waste my energy thinking about it?"

Bai Yan looked at Wang Ping and said, "You are indeed very cautious. Very good, let's talk about this today." (End of this chapter)