There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 18 Continue to practice hard
  Qianmuguan, back mountain.

After returning to the temple, Wang Ping exchanged brief greetings with his fellow disciples and then returned to the back mountain to pay homage to Taoist Yucheng.

"Go and put down your luggage first." Taoist Yucheng was still as calm and calm as before.

"Yes!"

Wang Ping entered his cabin, and the familiar environment and smell made him feel more relaxed physically and mentally than ever before.

Yu Lian also got out of Wang Ping's arms and jumped to the only wooden table in the room with the help of Wang Ping's arms, looking left and right.

Wang Ping put his luggage and sword on the bed, took off his dusty Taoist robe and put on some summer clothes. When he pushed the door open and walked out, Yulian jumped from the beam and landed on him, lingering around him. He left the house with his arms.

Taoist Yucheng has already made tea. It is common tea without sugar or salt. There is a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy after one sip.

"I want to drink tea too..."

Yu Lian climbed onto the stone table, but her tail was still wrapped around Wang Ping's wrist.

Taoist Yucheng noticed Yu Lian's thoughts, and before Wang Ping could speak, he took out another tea cup and poured tea in. Yu Lian didn't like the temperature of the tea, so she blew into the hot air, and then the tea cooled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Come down.

"Two inspectors from Daozang Hall came to the temple some time ago to learn about your situation." Taoist Yucheng was the first to talk about such an incident.

"It should be something I encountered on Mozhou Road..."

Wang Ping told his master what happened in Yuanning County without reservation. Of course, he also reported his guesses.

After hearing this, Taoist Yucheng was still neither sad nor happy, and said: "In this world, from the high-level monks of various sects to the lowest Qi practitioners, the only criterion for action is to improve one's own cultivation. The little people only do things to rob families and homes, while the big people...their plans can even destroy a country, let alone a small Mozhou Road."

Zhongzhou has a clearly recorded history of three thousand years, which was recorded only when humanity flourished. During these three thousand years, more than nine orthodox dynasties were established, and there were at least hundreds of power changes in peripheral areas. In addition, those who had not yet risen in humanity I don’t know how many years ago it was in ancient times.

"You don't have to worry about what's behind Mozhou Road. Your mission is to complete the marrow cleansing as soon as possible. I will remind you when you need to go down the mountain."

After Taoist Yucheng said his last words, he refilled Wang Ping and Yu Lian's teacups with tea, then gently put down the teapot and returned to his room to meditate.

Wang Ping stood up and bowed to Taoist Yucheng's house, then sat down and continued to drink tea.

"This water is delicious, better than the water in your kettle." After Yucheng Taoist left, Yu Lian loosened her tail from Wang Ping's wrist, and imitated Wang Ping's way of picking up the tea cup with her tail, squinting her eyes. Tea.

Wang Ping looked at the teacup in a daze...

For a long period of time, he could only spend time in penance.

However, this is also what he wants. There are too many sufferings outside. With his current state of mind, the karma of being stained with the world of mortals for a long time will be very detrimental to his future practice.

...

Five years passed by in a hurry.

In the past five years, besides practicing Qi and cleansing marrow, the most important thing Wang Ping did was to clear the vegetation on the top of Qianmu Mountain according to the instructions of his master, Taoist Yucheng, and then plant a locust tree sapling in the middle. , nourish this seedling with your own spiritual energy every day.

After five years of spiritual nourishment, the original sapling has grown to more than eight feet tall. Wang Ping's residence has also been moved from the back mountain to the top of the mountain, and a small courtyard has been built next to the locust tree, completely away from the troubles of the world.

In the morning, Wang Ping sat quietly on the futon in front of the locust tree and practiced Qi as usual. The sound of footsteps coming from the road up the mountain made him open his eyes. The footsteps were not like those of a boy delivering food in the past.

open your eyes...

I saw a young man with an impressive appearance.

It's Wang Kang, he has already crowned his head.

"Senior brother!" Wang Kang's face was rosy, and there was obvious joy between his eyebrows.

"It turns out that you are a junior brother. If you don't practice hard, why are you here?" "There will be a master apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow, and I will accept a disciple!"

The smile on Wang Kang's face became even more obvious.

Wang Ping was in a daze for a moment when he heard the words. He looked at Wang Kang's smiling face and tried to recall his original appearance, but he couldn't recall it.

"Also, when the apprenticeship ceremony is over, the three senior brothers will leave... I will take over the position of senior brother Yulong and be responsible for teaching the new disciples to practice martial arts and Qi. There are also three junior brothers..."

Wang Ping listened quietly to his junior brother's introduction, and couldn't help but think of what Taoist Yucheng said when he called him and his three senior brothers to the main hall when he had perfected the Changchun Kung Fu.

The three senior brothers have no hope of cleansing their marrow and building a foundation. There is no difference between staying in Qianmuguan and going to jail. Leaving is the best choice. Wang Ping thought of this and looked at the junior brother in front of him. He should only be able to stop practicing Qi. , he will also encounter the same problem as the three senior brothers in the future.

"By the way, Senior Brother Su will also come tomorrow. I heard that he even has children, and there are two of them."

Wang Kang followed Wang Ping into the small courtyard. He seemed to have endless words to say, and woke up Yu Lian who was sleeping in a fur coat under the eaves. After five years of growth, Yu Lian has passed her infancy. Normally she is still Likes to wrap around Wang Ping's arm.

"Can you drive him away? It's so annoying!"

Yu Lian is still afraid of the cold, but she is not as shy as before, and she does not dare to step out of the warm bed at all.

Wang Ping ignored Yu Lian's request and took out the stove to boil water for tea.

The brothers chatted until the boy brought the meal at noon. The meal was the same as before, two steamed buns and a plate of fried tofu. Wang Kang left together with the boy who brought the meal. He was probably thinking about the lunch meal.

"I'm hungry too…"

"Get it yourself!"

"But, cold..."

Wang Ping and Yu Lian struggled for a while, but finally Yu Lian was defeated, got out of her warm fur coat, and tore off a piece of dried meat from the wall on the right side of the room.

"It tastes really bad. When will winter end?"

After Yu Lian finished eating, she returned to her fur coat as quickly as possible. Wrapped in her fur coat, she exposed her head and stared at the eaves in a daze.

After Wang Ping finished eating, he suddenly wanted to dance with a sword, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sword hanging on the left side of the door of the house, and used his spiritual energy to drive the sword out of its sheath.

"Chong"

The sword fell steadily into Wang Ping's hand.

A set of Qianmu Sword Technique was performed very casually, and Wang Ping's annoyance disappeared a lot.

In the afternoon, he continued the marrow cleansing that he had not completed in the morning, and then used his own spiritual energy to nourish the locust tree according to Taoist Yucheng's instructions. He vaguely felt that this step should be related to the secret method of future cultivation, so he did not dare to neglect it every day.

the next day.

When Wang Ping woke up from a state of trance, he threw out a hexagram, which indicated good luck.

"What are you thinking about?"

"nothing!"

"Then why is your spiritual sea so chaotic?"

"... "

After spending her childhood, Yulian is no longer as easy to fool as before, and she always likes to ask some troublesome whys.

(End of this chapter)