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"What a strange energy. It's like space is being torn apart, or it's like some kind of consciousness."

While Yu Lian was speaking, Wang Ping flashed to the front of the altar. He knew that was Master Xiao Shan's instinctive response. Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he opened his "Heavenly Eye" and looked at the energy fluctuations.

But what he saw was chaos, and it also gave him a feeling of suffocation that only mortals could feel. He quickly looked away and instinctively deduced, but what he saw was still chaos.

Therefore, he could only close his eyes and watch the rain lotus flying over. After thinking for a while, he knelt down on the cushion in front of the altar, forcing his consciousness to become pious, and then chanted the real name of Xiaoshan Zhenjun together with the puppet.

As if in a flash, Wang Ping's consciousness was connected to a different dimension, and he saw wild flowers all over the mountains.

"This is someone's sea of ​​consciousness!"

Yu Lian also appeared beside Wang Ping, and their two souls were now connected.

Wang Ping did not pay attention to the gorgeous wild flowers, but cast his eyes to the edge of the mountain of wild flowers. It was pitch black there, and some shadows appeared from time to time. Some of those shadows were very beautiful, like beautiful mountains and rivers, while others were extremely terrifying, like some strange and twisted creatures.

But none of them can penetrate a circle of colorful light at the edge, making the land full of wild flowers full of vitality. In the middle of the land full of wild flowers, there is a small courtyard with an armchair in the courtyard. An illusory figure is lying on the chair, seemingly staring at the dark shadow in the sky in a trance.

When Wang Ping's consciousness was drawn, he appeared outside the courtyard with Yu Lian in an instant. He was very familiar with this courtyard. It was the style of the courtyard of Xiaoshan Fujun's Taoist temple. There was also a pavilion not far outside.

"It feels so familiar!"

The consciousness in the courtyard sensed Wang Ping's arrival and uttered this sentence, with a tone of confusion, excitement, and a hint of anticipation.

As these words were uttered, the wild flowers on the surrounding land quickly withered, but then new wild flowers began to grow at an extremely fast speed, and the illusory figure on the recliner gradually became clearer, and in just over ten breaths it turned from an illusion into reality.

Wang Ping looked alert, and so did Yu Lian, ready to help Wang Ping escape from this ocean of consciousness at any time. Under their gaze, the face of the illusory man changed into that of Xiaoshan Zhenjun.

"Don't be careless, he might not be Xiaoshan!"

Yu Lian communicated with Wang Ping through her consciousness.

Wang Ping naturally did not dare to be careless. After all, he was now in contact with the power of a True Lord. When the illusory figure revealed the appearance of a small mountain, he hesitated for a moment and then clasped his fists and said, "Junior Changqing, I am honored to meet True Lord Xiaoshan."

"Changqing?"

The voice was also approaching Xiaoshan. The doubt in his eyes gradually became clear, and Wang Ping's figure was reflected in his eyes. "Changqing!" This time his tone was affirmative, but his figure showed signs of becoming illusory again. He stood up suddenly to stabilize his body and asked, "How long has it been?"

"What do you mean?"

"From the time I was promoted to now!"

"Less than a thousand years."

Xiao Shan looked at Wang Ping seriously after hearing this. "You are indeed very lucky. In less than a thousand years, you have been able to cultivate from the third realm to your current level. I am afraid that if you are given another thousand years, you will have the opportunity to plan for the fifth realm."

Wang Ping looked at the person in front of him, his heart still full of vigilance, but he did not continue speaking. He remembered what the projection of Xiaoshan Mansion Lord had warned him before, that even if Xiaoshan was conscious in the future, he could not be trusted, because at that time Xiaoshan and Huishan had actually merged into one, and it was a chaotic whole. Huishan would know anything Xiaoshan did.

So now he needs to speak as little as possible, and even take as few actions as possible.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten my warning. That's good. I can't say too much. Every time your cultivation level improves, I leave some words for you. You can listen to those words or not. What I can give you now is very limited. I just want to ask you a question. Do you want to plan for the fifth realm?"

The figure on the hill in front had become translucent after saying this, and the land full of wild flowers was also collapsing rapidly, causing the surrounding dark space to gather quickly.

Wang Ping had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he finally said, "If there is a chance, I would certainly like to do it."

"Just think about it, just do it. You won't have any obstacles this time. Also, keep calling my real name from my secular life. My power can't cross space to help you this time, but I will be able to next time!"

When Wang Ping was about to respond, his vision jumped rapidly, as if traveling through endless space and returning to the dojo on the top of the mountain.

A gust of sea breeze blew and Wang Ping subconsciously stood facing the wind. He felt that everything he had just experienced seemed like an illusion. He turned his head and looked at Yu Lian, saying, "Are you sure that was the consciousness of Master Xiaoshan?"

Yu Lian did not answer immediately. She seemed to be lost in memories. After a while, she spoke: "At least that consciousness has Xiao Shan's aura, and the cause and effect are also very similar."

"resemblance?"

"It is similar. His karma has entangled with Huishan Zhenjun, so he has changed to a great extent. There are countless heavenly obstacles entangled with him."

Wang Ping nodded.

He guessed that most of the evil obstacles in the world were the cause and effect created by Huishan in the past.

After pondering for a while, Wang Ping stretched out his left hand and gently tapped his forehead, suppressing everything he had just experienced. Then he flashed and reappeared in front of the old locust tree.

“I didn’t expect their method would actually work.”

Wang Ping looked up at the locust tree. The sunlight shone through the leaves and branches of the locust tree, leaving mottled traces on Wang Ping's face. His tone at this moment was full of rationality and indifference. "That is to say, many people planned the promotion of Master Xiaoshan. The Vajra Temple, the True Yang Sect, and the Linshui Prefecture opposed his promotion, but now they seem to be trying to awaken his consciousness."

Yu Lian landed on the branch of the locust tree, teasing the calico cat while talking to Wang Ping: "The actions of the Zhenyang Sect are hard to understand, while the actions of the Vajra Temple and Linshui Mansion are much easier to guess. Everything is just driven by interests. Only the Yuqing Sect and the Taiyin Sect always have the same attitude."

Wang Ping reached out his hand to catch a petal from the locust tree. He looked at the tree and thought for a long time before letting out a sigh. He then asked Yu Lian, "Xindu is very lively today. Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Of course I have to go. I heard that there will be a poetry gathering held by students from Zhonghui College at the temple fair outside the city. It seems that the major families will use this poetry gathering to do something this year. I think it will be very interesting."

Yu Lian rose up from the locust tree and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder as she spoke. The calico cat also followed Yu Lian and landed at Wang Ping's feet.

The aristocratic families that Yu Lian mentioned were fighting at the poetry meeting. There was also Wang Ping's cause and effect involved. He promised Kaiyun to split the Lan Kingdom. After this matter was handed over to Xuan Ling, Xuan Ling took advantage of the ambitions of various aristocratic families and made the originally clear political situation in the Lan Kingdom unstable.

The Spring Festival passed in a flash.

The political situation in Lan State became more unstable due to the fighting among the aristocratic families, and small-scale conflicts broke out between some towns that were already at odds with each other.

Wang Ping continued to travel during the day and cultivate his soul at night. When the compatibility between his soul and his body reached (75/100), Quan Wen and Bu Qiong returned from the ecological zone in outer space. The Demon Realm immediately asked Quan Wen to inquire whether they had reached an agreement with the Vajra Temple. After receiving Wang Ping's reply, they were eager to organize an organization similar to the Dao Palace mentioned earlier.

However, after tinkering with it for half a year, they found that no one paid any attention to them, so they had no choice but to come to the door for help. It was almost the Spring Festival again, and Wang Ping's soul compatibility had been improved to (83/100).

...

The first day of October in the 106th year of the Gregorian calendar.

The square in front of the Guizhen Hall at the top of the highest peak of Taiyan Mountain was filled with inner disciples early this morning, and the deans of each academy were present in person.

Although there were many people in the square, it was completely silent. Zi Luan and Xuan Ling stood on both sides of the steps in front. Behind them were the deans of each academy and the third-level monks who enjoyed the power of the dean.

When a ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and landed on the steps in front of Guizhen Hall, a stream of light crossed the sky at a speed that no one on the scene could catch and landed on the steps in front of the square.

"Greetings to Mr. Fu."

Zi Luan was the first to react and took the lead in bowing with fists clasped.

The person who appeared was Wang Ping. He had invited representatives from Xuanmen, Tianmen, the demon clan and the Star God Alliance to come to Taiyan Sect today to discuss the matter of re-establishing the Taoist Palace.

He sent a handwritten letter to the demon clan about what they had not accomplished. Except for the Zhenyang Sect and the Taiyin Sect, all other sects clearly stated that they would attend on time.

Zi Luan knew that this was a great opportunity to enhance the influence of the Tai Yan Sect. He had been preparing for this matter for half a month, and had also informed the entire Zhongzhou cultivation community of the matter.

When Zi Luan's voice fell, the Tai Yan sect's disciples immediately shouted deafeningly: "Greetings to the Lord of the Mansion!"

Wang Ping's face showed no emotion as he glanced at all the people in the square. Unfortunately, there was no one here he knew. But when he looked at the people on the steps, except for the heads of the Gold Court, Water Court, Fire Court, and Earth Court among the Five Courts, everyone else was more or less acquaintance he had met on his path of cultivation.

For example, Leng Kezhen, Qingjiang, Ke Yue, Luo Feng, who were the third-level cultivators who later joined Taiyan Sect, as well as Yuanzheng from Shangdan Sect, Lin Chen from Sanhe Temple, Senior Brother and Sister Huimin, and Zuo Liang, who were the third-level cultivators who originally belonged to Qianmu Temple.

When Wang Ping looked over, everyone clasped their fists and bowed again to show their respect.

Yu Lian looked at everyone with curiosity. Her pair of golden vertical pupils seemed to be able to see through everyone's heart. Everyone would deliberately avoid them when they met these eyes.

"The lives of your subordinates are much more exciting than those of your disciples. Among them there are lunatics, demons who regard human life as worthless, and humble gentlemen."

Yu Lian and Wang Ping were communicating in the spiritual sea, their eyes falling on the spiritual snake wrapped around Zi Luan's left arm.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping couldn't help but look at the madman that Yu Lian mentioned. That was Ke Yue. Half of her soul consciousness was still in a chaotic flame state, but she was able to suppress it steadily and still practice normally. She was a rare genius among millions, and she had a firm will that ordinary people could not match.

"Just keep waiting."

After leaving these words, Wang Ping turned around and entered the Guizhen Hall behind him. Although he had never been here before, his soul consciousness had descended here countless times, so he would not feel unfamiliar with it.

Zi Luan and others naturally said "yes" in unison. After Wang Ping entered the hall, Zi Luan's face showed a little envy.

"Are you regretting your previous decision?"

A voice sounded in his ears. Someone was conveying a message to him. Zi Luan turned around and saw Li Miaolin with a strange smile on his face.

Zi Luan ignored it, and then used his cultivation to suppress the inappropriate thoughts in his mind.

When Wang Ping entered the hall, he was attracted by the statue of Xiaoshan Zhenjun right in front of him. This statue was made under the supervision of Ziluan himself. He made the image of Xiaoshan Zhenjun a gentle and kind immortal wearing gray and white Taoist robes. At the first glance, one felt that this must be a kind old immortal.

Walking to the incense table, Wang Ping picked up three incense sticks from the pile on the table, lit them respectfully, and then walked to the first official chair on the left and sat down. Yu Lian lay on Wang Ping's shoulder very politely, looking at the golden statues of the four-level monks of Taiyan Sect on both sides of the hall.

At this time, there was a loud shout outside: "Greetings to the Seventh Prince!"

Soon after, he heard footsteps. Wang Ping looked up and saw Ao Hong, wearing a black python robe, walking into the hall with the eight-character step.

Wang Ping stood up, greeted him, and guided him to burn incense to Xiaoshan Zhenjun.

Before the two of them could even start exchanging a word, a voice welcoming Taoist Zhigong was heard outside.

Next came Quan Wen from the demon clan, Bu Qiong and Man Su from the Star God Alliance, followed by Kai Yun and Yuxing Fujun, who were almost the second-tier members of the Taoist Palace.

After everyone sat down, tea was served from the three side doors of the inner gate, and then Zi Luan, Li Miaolin and Xuan Ling personally guarded the palace gate.

“I have an idea…”

After everyone sat down, Yuxing Mansion Lord was the first to speak. Her cold voice echoed in the hall, "Since the demon realm wants to come out and meddle in other people's affairs, how about leaving the order of the cultivation world to them in the future?"

Quan Wen was sitting at the last seat on the right. Upon hearing this, he immediately bowed and asked, "May I ask Lord Yuxing, do you have any specific rules?"

Yuxing Mansion Lord glanced at Quan Wen casually, then looked at Wang Ping and Kaiyun and said, "We will establish a management system similar to the Second Meeting to manage the cultivators in the Monster Realm. Since they are interested in matters outside the Monster Realm, we can just let them manage them to their heart's content. In addition, to prevent them from violating the rules we set, Xuanmen and Tianmen can jointly establish a corresponding regulatory agency to regularly spot-check whether the monster members have violated the rules."

It is a good idea, but it will directly reduce the demon cultivators to the lowest level of cattle and horses, and they will have no power. In the future, if there is any problem, the demon thugs will be sent to deal with it, and the human cultivators can just practice.

But if this is the case, the demon tribe will definitely not agree.

Kaiyun didn't care about Quanwen's thoughts, but looked at Wang Ping with a smile and asked, "Since fellow Daoist supports the demon tribe to go out, what is your opinion?"

Wang Ping was not stupid enough to answer this question. He turned sideways, picked up the teacup on the table next to him, and glanced at Ao Hong calmly.

Ao Hong immediately understood and snorted coldly, "If you don't support the demon tribe going out, why do you come to this party? Don't try to shirk responsibility before you've done anything."

His tone was full of disdain and his voice was loud, which made Zi Luan and others who were guarding the door shudder.

Ke Yue, who was guarding the outer perimeter of Guizhen Palace in the distance, looked at the closed gate of the palace and said to Luo Feng beside him: "Did you see that? Only by advancing to the fourth realm can you control your own destiny. Those people inside may be discussing how to divide up the future cultivation world." (End of this chapter)