There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 1 Little Taoist Priest Wang Ping

Xia Kingdom, Shang'an Prefecture, Yongshan County.

Qianmuguan.

At Yinshi, Wang Ping was woken up by the crow of roosters. He rubbed his eyes that he didn't want to open, grabbed his clothes and put them on. After getting out of bed, he walked to the single bed on the other side of the room and slapped Su Dun, who was sleeping soundly. On the butt.

"Brother, I'm awake, don't fight." A childish voice came from the bed, and then a figure was seen swaying around and groping around.

"hurry up!"

When Wang Ping urged, he opened the door, and the cool breeze from outside flowed into the room, making the two people in the room shrink and make their sleepiness disappear by half.

"Brother, wait for me!"

When Wang Ping was about to go out, Su Dun followed him holding his clothes. He was afraid of walking alone in the dark.

"I told you to hurry up."

After the two went out, they walked out of the residence through the wide yard under the faint moonlight and walked to the kitchen on the other side.

Entering the kitchen, Wang Ping skillfully dug up the ashes in the stove, used tongs to pick up a piece of charcoal that had not yet been extinguished, and blew it on. Then he used it to light the oil lamp, and then the two started to light a fire to cook.

There are only six people in the temple including Wang Ping and Su Dun. Breakfast is very simple. You only need to steam twelve steamed buns. The noodles were made last night, but they need to be kneaded again.

While busy, it was dawn before I knew it.

After a while, when the meal was almost done, Su Dun said, "I'm going to deliver boiled water to Master and senior brothers."

Wang Ping nodded indifferently and said: "Okay!"

Su Dun looked happy when he saw Wang Ping's promise. He rushed outside as quickly as possible to wash his hands, and ran towards the main hall with the two pots of boiling water he had just boiled. The master of the temple, Taoist Yucheng, was used to making tea with his disciples after morning classes. On the Road.

About two-quarters of an hour later, he walked out of the kitchen and stood at the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's time to eat!"

The shouts were still echoing, and Su Dun ran over from the opposite side like the wind. Wang Ping handed him the porcelain bowl filled with pickles and steamed buns, "Send it to Master first."

"it is good!"

Su Dun took the porcelain bowl and turned around to run in the direction he came from. The other three brothers also walked into the kitchen in an orderly manner...

After breakfast, Wang Ping saw an old Taoist carrying a hoe walking from the direction of the main hall. His hair was half white, he had a two-inch beard, his face was ruddy, and he walked windily. This was Yucheng, the master of Qianmu Temple. Taoist, he should be taking care of his medicine field now.

Seeing this, the three elder brothers quickly selected one person to stay in the main hall, while the other two followed Taoist Yucheng with hoes on their shoulders.

Wang Ping and Su Dun did not need to go to the medicine field to help, but they needed to clean Qianmu Temple from top to bottom. After finishing their work, it was almost lunch time, and they had to prepare lunch.

Lunch was still steamed buns, but there was an extra soup made from dried wild vegetables, with an egg beaten in it, salt and a spoonful of lard.

After lunch, Old Taoist Yucheng returned to his room to meditate. The three older senior brothers also did the same, but the senior brothers fell asleep halfway through the meditation.

Wang Ping and Su Dun wanted to practice the "Eternal Spring Gong" taught to them by Taoist Yu Cheng. It was either a powerful exercise or the most basic health-preserving method. When Wang Ping thought of "Eternal Spring Gong" in his mind, an attribute panel appeared in his mind. In front of you:
  [Changchun Gong: Depending on your physical strength, if you practice it effectively 5 times a day, you can feel Qi in three years. (Progress 32/100, progress 0/5 times today)]

This is the ability that comes with Wang Ping's journey from the earth to this world. As long as he is learning a certain skill and thinking about it in his head, a strategy panel will pop up in front of him.

Two years ago, due to a famine, Wang Ping was sent to a Taoist temple by his parents in this life, where he worked as a chore for a year. A Taoist named Yucheng taught him this skill, and after a year of practice, he has achieved some success.

Before practicing, Wang Ping habitually relaxes the muscles all over his body, adjusts the rhythm of his breathing, and then does two starting poses to find the feeling before starting. Practicing effectively for 5 times means that he cannot make any big mistakes after each set of movements.

This set of movements is somewhat similar to Earth's Baduanjin. At first glance, it seems very simple, but achieving smooth movements cannot be achieved overnight.

Especially some slow movements not only test the coordination of the body, but also test people's psyche, because when doing some movements, you will really speed up subconsciously, and even the more you remind yourself to slow down, the harder it will be to slow down. I don't believe it. Once you do it you will believe it.

The first pass was as expected successful, and the daily progress became (1/5).

But something went wrong the second time. At the end of the sixth set, Wang Ping deliberately tried to slow down. As a result, the movements of his upper and lower bodies were not coordinated enough, causing his breathing to become interrupted.

Wang Ping only showed a slight annoyance, and then he finished the set in a leisurely manner.

Half an hour passed unknowingly, and Wang Ping took his last breath to complete the daily progress. After finishing the exercises, he closed his eyes and rested for a long time, allowing the energy and spirit dispersed during the exercises to return to his body. Su Dun next to him had disappeared long ago, and Wang Ping was not surprised. He squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky to confirm the time, and then walked slowly to the front yard.

The front yard is a little lively at the moment. The pharmacy next to Yucheng Laodao's residence is full of people, all of whom are villagers down the mountain. Su Dun is having a lively chat with a young man whose feet are covered in mud, but this young man looks like He doesn't look very good.

Senior brother Li Antian helps in the pharmacy, third senior brother Mao Yulong stands in front of the Taoist temple gate to prevent unobtrusive troubles, and second senior brother Liu Zixiu maintains order outside the pharmacy.

Wang Ping walked back to his residence in silence and took out a book called "Comments on Heaven and Man" from his bed to study. This was what Taoist Yucheng took out for him to read when his second senior brother taught him how to read.

[Heaven’s Note: This is a popular science book. Read it every day. One day you will understand the truth. (Today’s progress 0/1)]

This strategy is outrageous!
  Wang Ping suppressed the irritability in his heart and calmly read this so-called popular science book with only about [-] words.

The beginning of the book is broad-minded and seems to be telling the wonders of the connection between heaven and man, but the second chapter begins to explain the universe, nature, and humanity.

And there are contradictions everywhere. For example, when explaining the truth in the book, he says that everything in the world should follow nature, and even uses governing the country and self-cultivation as examples. But in the next article, he will say that people should jump out of the rules of nature and not claim to be saints. Morality.

Wang Ping will have a different feeling every time he reads this book, but the same feeling is that it is very irritating, as if there are two groups of people arguing in your ears.

After reading this time, Wang Ping still felt irritable. He had no choice but to sit down on the bedside and meditate. It took a quarter of an hour to expel the messy thoughts from his mind.

"What else did you think of today?"

When Wang Ping opened his eyes, he saw an old Taoist priest wearing a shabby Taoist robe. He wandered to Yongshan County three years ago. He was an old friend of Taoist Yucheng and would come to the Taoist temple every day before dusk to have a meal.

"I feel very confused today. I even want to burn this book after reading it." Wang Ping told the truth.

"Ha ha!"

The old Taoist priest laughed, then pointed to the sky outside the window and said, "It's time for you to cook."

Dinner was still steamed buns, only one per person. Since someone gave a small piece of bacon as a gift during the afternoon doctor visit, there was an extra piece of meat in each person's bowl.

After eating, Taoist Yucheng and the old Taoist priest were the first to leave as usual. The three older brothers winked at each other, and then Mao Yulong took out a small gourd from his arms and shook it.

The small gourd was filled with rice wine, and each of the five brothers shared a cup.

"It's really not satisfying. When I get through this ordeal and get home, I'll ask my father to bring a jar of rice wine to Guanli." Su Dun licked his lips with his tongue.

"With your current progress, it will take at least ten years to survive this disaster!" Senior Brother Li Antian said angrily.

Su Dun's so-called calamity was that he had been weak since he was a child, which resulted in constant illness. Last year he almost had a fart, so his parents had no choice but to send him to a Taoist temple.

In the final analysis, his weakness was caused by a lack of Qi and blood. After a year of training from Master Yucheng, coupled with the "Changchun Gong" movement of the five internal organs, he finally regained some Qi and blood, but it will take a long time to truly recover. .

"Nonsense, with my talent, I will be ready in another half a year."

Su Dun raised his neck and yelled, then changed the topic and said: "When Master was seeing a doctor in the afternoon, I heard a young man from the village at the foot of the mountain say that there is a big demon in our Shang'an Mansion recently?"

"That big bullshit monster. It's estimated that the little monster figure that just transformed from the mountain has been causing trouble for two days. The government office will be able to solve it in less than two days." Mao Yulong didn't take it seriously. "It really doesn't work. I'll go down the mountain and it'll only take five days." It’s just six days.”

"Junior brother, you can't hold your temper anymore." Senior brother Li Antian reminded him.

"Don't lecture me. I heard that all your enemies have grandchildren, and you can only hide in the temple and practice hard." Mao Yulong hated being said to be impatient, so he immediately exposed Li Antian's shortcomings.

"If you say so, we will inevitably have to do two moves!"

"Who is afraid of who!"

After saying that, the two brothers walked out to the yard, and then started to fight with fists and kicks. Each punch was filled with fierce energy. Wang Ping stared at the visible energy, his eyes full of envy.

This world can be cultivated. There are martial arts cultivators like Li Antian and Mao Yulong, there are also monsters that have transformed into legends, and there are Taoist priests who practice secret techniques like Taoist Yucheng.

Wang Ping once saw a Taoist priest coming on a cloud and chatted with Taoist Yucheng for several days and nights. His biggest wish now is to climb up the clouds and see the scenery.

The fight between the two was finally stopped by Taoist Yucheng, and they were punished to kneel quietly in front of the ancestor's spiritual throne for two hours.

(End of this chapter)