There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 859 Temporary gathering begins

As Wang Ping spoke, he pointed lightly at the puppet with the 'painted face mask' beside him, and the puppet was immediately put into his storage bag. Then he looked at Kering with a casual look, looking forward to the price Kering would offer.

Kaiyun's figure rose rapidly, and soon he was on the same level as Wang Ping and the others. A golden lotus rose under his feet and he responded, "My Vajra Temple is a bitter and cold place. I have been practicing Buddhism for many years. I really can't come up with many useful secrets. However, we have collected the sixteen Seven Star Swords that Yu Xiao used back then. I wonder if you are interested."

Before Wang Ping could answer, Ao Hong said disdainfully: "You old monk are so shameless. The Seven Star Sword originally belonged to Qianmu Temple, and you actually have the nerve to trade it."

Kaiyun smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Ao Hong is wrong. It is true that the Seven Star Swords were forged by Yu Xiao, but we did not steal them by trickery. We bought them at a high price when we traveled in Zhongzhou. How come they are not ours?"

Wang Ping thought for a moment, then smiled at Kaiyun and said, "Since it is something left behind by our ancestors, it is of great significance to us disciples of Qianmu Temple. It can be used as an exchange item. Come to Qianmu Temple in three days to trade with me."

After he said this, he bowed to Kaiyun, which was an order to leave.

Kaiyun did not shamelessly stay any longer. After hearing what was said, he saluted Wang Ping and turned into a streak of golden light and disappeared into the sky.

"None of the monks in the Vajra Temple are easy to deal with. You have to be careful when dealing with them." After giving the instructions, Ao Hong turned into a stream of light and flew towards the southeast sea.

Wang Ping paid no attention to the two people who left. He lowered his head and looked at the blood mountain below. After Dong Can's consciousness collapsed, the blood on the mountain suddenly lost its vitality. At this moment, the blood in many places had dried up.

Yu Lian shrank her body and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder. Her vertical pupils looked at the blood mountain below and said, "The fourth level is equivalent to breaking the restrictions bestowed on humanity by the Heavenly Dao. This step is obviously not that easy."

Wang Ping nodded silently, then threw down a handful of seeds. A moment later, the mountain that was eroded by blood quickly grew vegetation all over the mountain, devouring the bright red flesh and blood completely.

Wang Ping looked at the mountain returning to its original state. His soul swept over Chen Ming and the others in the distance. After imprinting the new promotion method into Chen Ming's soul, he disappeared on the spot with Yu Lian.

After Chen Ming digested the new memories in his soul, he immediately said to the three second-level cultivators who followed him: "We have to leave here as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took out a magic weapon that concealed his own aura and activated it. Then he looked at the mountain where Dongcan was promoted with some nostalgia, and flew low towards the direction of Mozhou Road with the three monks.

Just half an hour after they left, a third-level Jade Purity cultivator arrived here first, followed by several more spiritual auras that enveloped the place.

Two hours later, a small-scale battle between the three realms inevitably broke out here.

...

Wang Ping felt very bored after returning to the dojo on the top of the mountain, so he followed Yu Lian to the newly built Baishui Lake dojo, where he fished while sorting out the secret methods of the Four Realms weapon cultivation.

Yu Lian did not go to the lake to catch fish. She lay on Wang Ping's shoulder and stretched her neck to read what Wang Ping wrote on the jade slip. When Wang Ping finished writing, she could not help but say, "This set of skills encourages cultivators to perform blood sacrifices. Aren't you afraid of causing unrest in the world?"

Wang Ping smiled and said, "Spirituality is not only obtained through blood sacrifice, but can also be obtained in the world of inspiration." As he spoke, he added a magic circle on the jade slip that gathered spiritual energy in the world of inspiration.

Yu Lian laughed and said, "Weapon cultivators are all short-lived. If you let them use this method, you are just letting them wait for death."

There was confusion in her tone.

Wang Ping placed the jade slip in his hand and scanned the contents with his spirit. After confirming that there was no problem, he said, "The five colors make one blind, the five sounds make one deaf, and the five flavors make one's mouth numb. Galloping and hunting make one's heart crazy, and hard-to-find goods hinder one's progress. Therefore, the sage cares for the belly, not the eyes, so he gives up the former and takes the latter."

Hearing this, Yu Lian tilted her head and glanced at Hu Qianqian who was playing the zither in the distance, and said, "Human desires are not so easy to suppress. You haven't even cultivated to this level, let alone those third-level weapon cultivators."

Wang Ping shook his head and said, "They should understand what is the main path and what is the small path. They choose their own path and they have to bear the consequences themselves."

Yu Lian responded: "That's more realistic."

After saying that, she soared into the sky and then dived into the lake in front of her. Wang Ping quickly said, "Don't scare my fish."

Yu Lian flicked her tail, splashing some water and then swam away.

Wang Ping put away the jade slip in his hand, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and listened to the pleasant sound of the piano played by Hu Qianqian.

Time passed quickly, and it seemed that the sun was about to set in the blink of an eye. The sound of the piano had stopped long ago. Yu Lian was now directing two little water demons to grill fish for her. Among the grilled fish were two old hens that were roasted with oil.

Wang Ping did not disturb them. He looked down at the empty fish basket. When he regained consciousness, he had disappeared from the spot.

Yu Lian, who was grilling fish beside the campfire, looked towards the pier thoughtfully. When she saw that Wang Ping was missing, her soul swept across Qianmu Temple. After confirming Wang Ping's breath, her eyes were fixed on the grilled fish beside the campfire again.

After Wang Ping left, Hu Qianqian immediately turned into a stream of light and came to the campfire. As she looked at the greasy roast chicken, her furry tail waggled gently, and she stuck out her tongue to lick the hair on her chin.

"I told you a long time ago not to act so reserved in front of your master. He hates this the most." Yu Lian glanced at Hu Qianqian and warned.

"But Master now gives people a feeling as deep as the universe. I want to be as casual as before, but I am already afraid. I can't do it at all." Hu Qianqian's furry ears drooped as she spoke.

"Precisely because of this, he needs human comfort more than ever. You are his disciples. Although he is sometimes partial to you, he has never treated his disciples unfairly." Yu Lian said seriously.

As she finished speaking, a water fairy beside her whispered, "Grandma, the fish is ready."

Yu Lian was very unhappy about being interrupted while talking, but when she saw the grilled fish and shrimp, her unhappy mood immediately disappeared. She didn't care about the high temperature of the grilled fish and rolled up her tongue to swallow one in one gulp.

Hu Qianqian picked up a roasted chicken and smelled the aroma. Then she tore off a chicken leg and put it into her mouth. She chewed it up along with the bone and swallowed it, smiling with satisfaction.

Then, she turned her head and looked in the direction of the dojo as usual. Before the fire, every time she ate roast chicken, there would be a group of little ones sitting there looking at her expectantly, but now there was no movement over there, and the only two younger generations left were also placed by her in the dojo of Qianmuguan.

...

In the following time, Wang Ping quietly waited for the recovery of the wood spirit energy in Zhongzhou Continent. At the same time, he was closely watching the condition of Taoist Huai Mo. He should be ready to be promoted to the fourth level soon.

In the middle of March of the new calendar year 108, Wang Ping finally received a message from Taoist Huai Mo, confirming that he would be officially promoted in two months.

At this moment, the communication token given to him by Quan Wen and Bu Qiong suddenly sent a message that an impromptu gathering was to be held at 1:01 p.m. on March 20th.

Wang Ping planned to go in and take a look. After all, such a gathering would definitely include the four realms demons and star gods that he had never seen before, and he would see what information they could exchange. So on March 20th, Wang Ping did not practice meditation after dark as he did in the past. Instead, he took Yu Lian to drink tea in front of the old locust tree, quietly waiting for the arrival of the 15th hour of the night.

When the time came, he used the puppet to enter the projection space.

This time, the projection space did not have that many seats. There were only fifteen seats around a round table. Two of the chairs at the top were carved with lifelike striped patterns, while the chairs at the other seats were bare.

And this time the lighting was sufficient, and it could be seen that this was an empty hall. The pillars supporting the hall were all made of fine redwood, but Wang Ping's attention was all around the round table.

At this moment, seven of the fifteen seats around the round table have been seated, including Quan Wen and Bu Qiong. One of the other five people is wearing a mask, and the other four look unfamiliar, which means that these people are most likely not cultivators from Xuanmen and Tianmen.

In other words, they are not in the same circle as Wang Ping, so there is no conflict of interest.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, please come this way."

Quan Wen stood up politely. Although Wang Ping's expression had changed at this moment, he immediately understood what was going on after he was puzzled.

Wang Ping also roughly understood that the real core of this party was the same as he guessed. It was this seemingly inconspicuous temporary party. It was estimated that the number of people who could participate in the temporary party was limited, unlike regular parties where many people could come.

Bu Qiong also stood up with Quan Wen, and came over to invite Wang Ping and pointed to a seat and said, "Fellow Daoist, please sit here. This will be your fixed seat for future gatherings."

She pulled out a chair and invited Wang Ping to sit down.

Wang Ping did not sit down, but looked at the others. The other five stood up to show respect. At this time, Quan Wen pointed at the person closest to Wang Ping and introduced him, "This is You Han, who is in charge of Zhongzhou Star Trade in the Star God Alliance. He has the most information, but the authenticity cannot be guaranteed."

Wang Ping looked at the projection of this man. He was dressed in purple brocade and wore a flowing scarf on his head that was similar to the one worn in the Ming Dynasty in Wang Ping's previous life. There was also a golden flower inlaid on the right side, making him look out of place, very much like those mortals who became rich overnight.

"If you are willing to spend money to confirm the information, I can guarantee the authenticity of the information!" You Han clasped his fists and said to Wang Ping, then he showed a bright smile. When he smiled, he deliberately revealed a row of gold teeth in his mouth.

Yu Lian, who was connected to Wang Ping's Yuan Shen, saw his appearance and said to Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "This person has a very bad taste. It makes me feel sick."

This is vulgarity, but Youhan is a little too vulgar, so vulgar that people are not used to it.

Wang Ping didn't care. He had practiced for so many years that it was impossible for him to be disgusted by such a simple thing. He casually exchanged a few polite words with him, and then he heard Quan Wen pointing at a middle-aged man wearing beautiful leather armor and introducing him: "This is Wang Yan, one of the elders in our demon domain."

A tiger demon, his amber eyes were exactly the same as the calico cat Mimi. After Quan Wen introduced him, he stood up and bowed, saying: "This time our people were able to successfully get out of the demon realm, and we have to thank the Taoist priest for his help."

He spoke in a proper manner and was clearly wary of Wang Ping.

Wang Ping was naturally polite again.

When Quan Wen looked at the next person, the person took the initiative to clasp his fists and said, "I am Ji He from the Jimin Society, and I am honored to meet Lord Changqing."

He saluted very seriously.

After Wang Ping returned the greeting, he asked, "Moderate?"

"Your Majesty has a keen eye."

Ji He nodded in acknowledgment.

After the two men exchanged a few words, Wang Ping looked at the other person at Quan Wen's reminder. When his eyes fell on this person, his face changed at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into someone Wang Ping had seen before.

It turned out to be Bai Lin, the snake demon who had fought with Ao Hong against the Taiyin Sect before. He smiled and cupped his fists to Wang Ping and said, "Greetings to Lord Changqing."

Wang Ping shifted his gaze to the last person, who was wearing a half mask and a gray Taoist robe. Under Wang Ping's gaze, he first bowed to Wang Ping and then took off the mask.

This is Canglan from the Taiyin Sect!
Wang Ping's eyebrows twitched twice. Yu Lian said in the spiritual sea: "So their previous fight was really just an act?"

At this time, Wang Ping was thinking about the influence of this party, and he really didn't like communicating with people from the same circle here.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist. The content of our gathering will be kept absolutely confidential because it concerns our vital interests."

Quan Wen saw Wang Ping's worry and spoke up.

Cang Lan also assured: "I started from humble beginnings and relied on gatherings to reach the fourth realm. Naturally, I will not expose the gatherings. This will not do me any good, but will bring me great trouble."

The tiger demon Wang Yan said loudly: "We all started from humble beginnings. Back then, those big demons were arrogant and domineering, treating small demons like us as ants. Without the mutual support of the gathering, I would not be able to live to this day, let alone cultivate to the realm of 'Dancheng'."

Bai Lin continued, "That's right. Some things are ridiculous."

From the tone of these two elders from the Demon Realm, it seems that they do not consider themselves in the same category as those big demons. Their hatred towards those big demons seems to be even deeper than that of human monks.

Quan Wen also sighed and said, "They made mistakes back then, but they want us to be punished, and now they want to seize control of the demon domain."

"Let's talk about business." Ji He interrupted the three monsters' sighs.

"Yes, let's talk about business first." Quan Wen invited Wang Ping to sit down again.

Wang Ping sat down and said, "I am somewhat interested in the internal affairs of the Demon Realm. What I am more interested in is that when Lord Xiaoshan was promoted, the Demon Realm suddenly sent troops to attack the True Yang Sect. What did they get?"

This was the question that had always been in his mind.

You Han smiled and said, "You will definitely be more interested in what we are talking about this time." He paused and went straight to the point: "According to the intelligence from Hushan Country, someone is planning to create a riot in Hushan Country to disrupt the possible promotion ceremony of the Jade Purity Sect monks."

(End of this chapter)