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Chapter 140 The whole courtyard is full of disciples and disciples (please subscribe)
  The nine-pole formation that was successfully opened was a little cool at first, and then it was no different from normal times, but this was a mortal world with the naked eye.

In the world of spiritual energy, the nine-pole array is colorful. Ordinary spiritual energy has transformed into the five elements of spiritual energy. They are interdependent and interconnected, and they are constantly rotating.

"Are you ready?" Yulian asked.

"Not yet. The spiritual strength is not strong enough. I need to push it in the core of the formation for a period of time before it can operate autonomously." Wang Ping not only said this to Yu Lian, but also explained it to Taoist Yucheng.

After saying that, he immediately landed in front of the locust tree and sat at the core of the magic circle. Yulian's huge body was wrapped around Wang Ping several times, and his big head was placed on Wang Ping's knees.

Then Wang Ping summoned the ‘Psychic Talisman’ and suspended it above his head.

Not long after, they were all in samadhi.

Seeing this, Taoist Yucheng sat down cross-legged in the clouds on the top of Qianmu Mountain.

...

After entering samadhi this time, it took Wang Ping three years to barely maintain the spirituality in various areas of the formation in a state where it could function on its own. When he woke up, Wang Ping couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder people in the world like to follow evil ways. Evil ways are really good." Wow."

"What evil ways? I think it's just a way of saying that using demons to refine the magic circle does not violate the regulations of Daozang Palace." Yu Lian also woke up. She first opened the scales all over her body, and after swinging her body comfortably, Teng The cloud flew twice around the locust tree.

The fallen Yu Lian added: "The demon clan also did this in ancient times, but their targets were humans!"

"This is not something you can say. Who said this?" Wang Ping asked.

"The little fox said it!"

"Well, she seems to be about to condense the fake elixir, right?" Wang Ping almost forgot that he also had a fox demon disciple.

"It should be in the past few years!"

"Is she okay at Whitewater Lake?"

"It's good. Now the central island of White Water Lake is very big, and she has an independent dojo."

Baishui Lake is Wang Ping's private dojo. Although Hu Qianqian is a fox demon, she is also Wang Ping's registered disciple. After more than forty years, she has survived two groups of disciples. The disciples currently stationed at Baishui Lake are You have to call her Master when you see her. Even though she will be isolated, no one dares to openly oppose her.

Taoist Yucheng, the protector of the sky, fell down and stood in front of Wang Ping, asking:

"Ok?"

"Correct!"

"That's good!"

After Wang Ping entered the country, the normal communication between master and disciple was very simple, but this did not affect the relationship between master and disciple. Taoist Yucheng left after saying hello.

Then more people came to see Wang Ping. The first person who came in was not Yang Hou or Liu Shuang, but the maid Zuo Xuan had placed at Qianmu Temple. She brought a bunch of things to report, most of which It's a case that happened on Nanlin Road during this period. As an inspector, it is necessary to know.

After that came Yang Hou and the heads of each academy. They came first to greet Wang Ping, and secondly because they had real important matters. The Jiuji Formation must be put into use after it was arranged. They had to come up with a plan on how to divide the newly established dojo. .

After much discussion, the other three heads of each academy, except Wei Ming, who was newly in charge of the Discipline Academy, sent one of their capable disciples to the remaining Fire Academy, Earth Academy, and Gold Academy.

Among them, Tuyuan is naturally the target of everyone's competition, because Tuyuan has spiritual veins, and finally decided to have a sect competition.

Wang Ping doesn’t need to worry about this.

After all the masters left, Liu Shuang came to visit with the disciples of Wang Ping. The original boys and girls have now grown up. Among them, Liu Ling and Su Hai are already outside Qianmu Temple because of their family support. A new dojo has been opened, it has some small industries of its own, and the materials for foundation building are currently being prepared.

Zhao Yu'er and Wang Li don't have to worry. Half of their foundation building materials are provided by the sect, and the rest is provided by the families behind them.

After seeing the ceremony, Liu Ling saw that her master had nothing to say, so she boldly bowed and asked, "Master, will you continue to retreat during the Spring Festival this year?"

"Why do you ask that?" Wang Ping was surprised.

"I have taken in a few disciples, and I want to bring them over to wish my master a happy new year. I want you to show them to me by the way." Liu Ling said the reason. "It's a small matter, I will be here waiting for you to come during the Spring Festival this year. When does it fall?"

"Third grade of junior high school!"

The juniors kowtowed and sat aside to chat. In the past ten years, they have been together less and apart more, unlike when they were young and stayed together every day.

Wang Ping looked at Liu Shuang and said, "The Nine Extremes Formation has been completed, and you are ready to enter the country."

"I...want to wait a little longer."

Liu Shuang has not made up her mind. She is not yet a hundred years old, and her foundation is built with wood spirit energy. As long as she does not seek death, there is no problem in living to be over two hundred years old.

But once entering the country, it is a test of life and death, so it is normal to wait.

"It's okay to wait." Wang Ping could only respond. It's really hard to force this kind of thing.

"In recent years, I have suddenly become a little scared when I see someone leaving." Liu Shuang told the truth, "My brother, nephew, and some friends I met on the path of spiritual practice are all unable to withstand the erosion of time."

Wang Ping nodded in understanding. According to Liu Shuang's character, she must have made many friends when she was young. However, there are very few people who can really go on this path of cultivation.

Liu Shuang and the others stayed for a meal before leaving.

Wang Ping resumed his time of meditating every day, practicing Qi, and studying puppets and spells.

The Spring Festival arrived in a blink of an eye, and the first person to visit was Hu Qianqian. She learned from Yu Lian that Wang Ping would receive his disciples and grandchildren during the Spring Festival this year.

Then Wang Ping's mood became filled with anticipation that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

On the third day of the lunar month, at the end of the morning, Liu Shuang came to Wang Ping's dojo with a dozen people, the youngest of whom was only ten years old.

Wang Ping was so happy to hear the endless New Year greetings.

The whole family chatted until noon and had dinner. Wang Ping took them to Taoist Yucheng's courtyard to pay New Year greetings. Taoist Yucheng also showed a rare smile.

However, the lively reunion is only temporary.

After the Spring Festival, everyone left to do their own things.

A few days after Wang Ping's progress in integrating the 'Psychic Talisman' reached (44/100), Yu Lian told him that Hu Qianqian was about to condense the fake elixir.

He immediately came to Baishui Lake...

After years of construction, Whitewater Lake has been restored to five percent of what it was before it was destroyed. The central island has finally lived up to its name and is no longer just a small area.

Hu Qianqian's dojo is very special. The buildings are mostly decorated with red and blue paint, and the walls are mostly made of gravel. In Wang Ping's eyes, it is full of exotic beauty.

When you walk into the dojo, the first thing you feel is a chill, which is unbearable for ordinary people, let alone practicing here. The coolness is brought by the magic circle buried under the dojo and the giant beast skeleton connected to the bottom of the lake.

Hu Qianqian walked out of the dojo to greet Wang Ping immediately after his arrival.

"Why is it so early than expected?" Wang Ping asked the doubts in his heart.

"The power contained in the skeleton at the bottom of the lake exceeds my imagination. It perfectly fits the training environment of our White Fox clan." Bai Qianqian replied.

"When are you going to condense the fake elixir?"

"Just tonight!"

"Okay, I will protect you as a teacher."

"Thank you, Master..."

(End of this chapter)