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Chapter 142 A gathering of friends before entering samadhi (please subscribe)

Mountain top ashram.

Insects and birds were chirping incessantly in summer. Wang Ping was wearing a loose robe and sitting in front of the stone table in the small courtyard with a relaxed and happy expression. He held more than fifty years of aged wine in his hand and admired the beauty of the spiritual trees in the courtyard. Take a sip of wine from time to time.

Not long after, a figure fell from the sky and stood outside the small courtyard. It was Guangxuan from Sanhe Temple. Wang Ping had known a lot of people over the years, but few of them had truly become friends. Except for his brothers at the beginning, Guangxuan Counting one, Xia Yao, Feng Miao and Cheng Ji, who had not met before building the foundation, could barely count.

If you want to drink for something good, Guangxuan can come, but Xia Yao cannot come. Feng Miao and Cheng Ji are practicing hard in seclusion, looking for the opportunity to enter the country.

"I smell the aroma of good wine." Guang Xuan was not polite. He entered the small courtyard and sat opposite Wang Ping.

Wang Ping immediately ordered people to go to the cellar to get two more bottles of wine.

After a few sips of wine, Liu Zixiu, who had just completed foundation building, also appeared at the door of the dojo, followed by Liu Shuang who rushed over, and finally Hu Qianqian from Baishuihu Qingxiu.

"Is the date agreed by Liu Chang coming soon?" Wang Ping suddenly thought of Liu Chang.

"Yes, a hundred years have passed by in a hurry." Guangxuan picked up the wine glass and smiled.

"The world has changed...Suddenly I felt that the world was a little different." Liu Zixiu leaned at the door of the courtyard and admired the beautiful gardens outside.

"Why is it different?" Guangxuan asked.

Liu Shuang and Hu Qianqian were talking quietly aside. When they heard Liu Zixiu's topic, they couldn't help but look over. Yu Lian, who was basking in the sun on the eaves, opened his eyes.

"The people around me and the things I saw have changed." Liu Zixiu came over and took out a chessboard from his storage bag. Seeing this, Hu Qianqian in the distance twitched his furry ears and talked to Liu Zixiu. They both stood up and came over to clear the stone table.

"Like this chessboard..."

Liu Zixiu put down a chess piece, "When I looked at the world before, all I saw was the battle situation on the chessboard, and I couldn't see myself holding the chess piece. When you see yourself, you will find that the world is different."

Wang Ping followed and said with a smile: "Senior brother is finally out of the sea of ​​suffering, and there is hope for entry into the country in the future."

Liu Zixiu shook his head and said: "The sea of ​​suffering is true, but there is no need to escape. What I cultivate is to join the world." He dropped another stone, looked at Wang Ping and said: "Our new emperor plans to use troops against the north again."

"What do you think?" Wang Ping asked.

His question was not just a small talk. Liu Zixiu is now famous all over the world, and he has become a sect of his own in the court. He has disciples all over the place. Even in the Shangjing area controlled by the royal family, his words are sometimes more useful than the emperor, because his words It can be conveyed directly to the people, thus affecting the emperor's magical cultivation.

Liu Zixiu was not doing this alone, everyone who had the opportunity was doing it. This was the opportunity brought by the luxurious life. Some people unknowingly poached the emperor's foundation.

Wang Ping sincerely admired Mr. Xiao Shanfu. This kind of slow death was more terrifying than real swords and guns.

"My thought is it's not the time yet."

Liu Zixiu picked up the chess pieces and was thinking about the chess game while talking. At this time, Hu Qianqian took out wine glasses from the room next to him and filled them for the three of them, then walked to stand behind Wang Ping.

"How many years can peace in this world last?" Guangxuan asked.

"I can live for at most sixty years, who cares about what happens in the future..." Liu Zixiu seemed to be whispering to himself.

"The earth spirit will be able to take shape in sixty years, senior brother, don't you want to try?" Wang Ping put down a chess piece and asked.

The hesitation on Liu Zixiu's face flashed, and then he smiled openly, "I won't compete with the young man. If you are really serious, leave my share to my apprentice. By the way, next time When we meet, I will take him to see you."

"Just make your decision." Wang Ping picked up the wine glass and waited for Liu Zixiu to make the move.

...

Wang Ping spent the whole day chatting and was in the most relaxed state.

When it got dark, the guests left one after another, and the courtyard became quiet again. Wang Ping stood in the courtyard in a daze for a while, and then called Yu Lian to go to the back mountain.

Taoist Yucheng happened to be having dinner.

"have you eaten?"

"not yet…"

"Let's eat something together." Taoist Yucheng's dinner was very simple, two vegetarian dishes and one tofu soup, with white rice.

When the master and the disciple were eating, Yu Lian went to the nearby kitchen to find some meat to eat. Today's Qianmu Temple is no longer what it used to be. The food for the disciples is very rich. The main reason is that there are too many disciples now and there is no way to take care of everyone. , only the most primitive food can be used to strengthen the disciple's body.

After the meal, Taoist Yucheng slowly took out the tea set. Yu Lian smelled the aroma of tea and immediately ran over and sat down, staring at the flowing tea.

"Are you ready to enter samadhi?" Taoist Yucheng asked when the first cup of tea came out of the oven.

"Just tonight."

"Are you confident?"

"Correct!"

"That's good…"

When the conversation between master and disciple reached this point, a man walked into the small courtyard. It was Wang Ping's junior brother Xingshan. He now also has his own dojo, and it was built with funds from the Wang family.

"Give your senior brother a cup of tea." Taoist Yucheng ordered Xingshan.

"Yes!"

Xingshan did as he was told, picked up the tea cup and handed it to Wang Ping in a polite manner.

Wang Ping was confused but did not refuse. When he took the tea, Taoist Yucheng asked: "Can there be a fight in the north?"

Wang Ping's eyes fell on Xingshan and conveyed what the second senior brother said before: "The second senior brother said now is not the time."

"Senior brother, please protect my Wang family's safety when the time comes." Xingshan said in a sincere tone.

"Why do you say that?"

"The extravagant life has made the Wang family tired. The combat effectiveness of the Forbidden Army is no longer what it used to be. Once the war starts, they will definitely be defeated. I am worried that the government and the public will let the Wang family take the lead. This is a dead end."

"The emperor's magical power monitors the world. As the most important imperial army, how can it not monitor it?" Wang Ping was puzzled.

"The training of the Forbidden Army is as usual, but...the extravagance has spread to the Forbidden Army. Their top-down pride and complacency has turned into domineering. This is disastrous for an army."

Wang Ping thought for a while and expressed his position: "You and the second senior brother should discuss it."

When Xingshan heard the words, he clasped his fists and bowed.

...

Mountain top ashram.

After talking to his master, Wang Ping returned to his small courtyard, drank wine alone for a while, and admired the moonlight for a while, then gathered his thoughts and walked to the locust tree in the middle of the garden to sit down.

"Boy, won't you wait any longer?" Taoist Tongyu's figure appeared.

"no need."

Wang Ping calmed down and first looked inside at the situation of the sea of ​​​​qi in his body. The 'spiritual talisman' has now been integrated with his sea of ​​​​qi. Now he only needs a thought, and the surrounding aura will automatically transform.

After being immersed in the Qi Sea for a while, Wang Ping opened his eyes again and felt the state of the Spirit Gathering Array.

good.

Then, he gathered his soul and communicated briefly with the locust tree behind him. The other party had a basic idea, but it had a bad temper and went crazy most of the time.

At last.

Wang Ping glanced at Yu Lian in front of him, adjusted his mentality, summoned the blank talisman that had been drawn in advance, confirmed its integrity, and then put it away.

Soon, he fell into concentration.

(End of this chapter)