There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 2 Progress surges
  One afternoon half a month later.

Wang Ping continued to practice "Changchun Gong" as usual. After the end, the total progress reached 34/100. When he finished the exercise today, Wang Ping clearly felt a flow of Qi in his body, but when he felt it seriously, the feeling of Qi disappeared. .

He continued to experiment without believing in evil, but he could still only experience it at the last moment, and then disappeared after experiencing it.

After trying five or six times in a row, Wang Ping was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but the result was the same every time.

"If you keep practicing, you will become obsessed!"

The second senior brother Liu Zixiu appeared at the entrance of the martial arts training ground at an unknown time. He walked over and looked Wang Ping up and down and said seriously: "Your mind is already confused. I punish you by going to the Grandmaster and reciting the "Jingxin Jue" silently ten times!"

Being interrupted like this, Wang Ping felt an uncomfortable feeling of turbid air in his chest. He bent over and coughed continuously for a long time before he stopped.

After regaining his composure, Wang Ping said, "Thank you so much, Second Senior Brother!"

"Master asked me to come over and see you. Now go to Grandmaster to receive your punishment."

"Yes!"

Qianmu worships Taichu Miaofa Great Heavenly Lord, who is a creature-level existence in the legend of this world. Together with Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Great Heavenly Lord, they are called twin saints.

Of course, Taichu Great Heavenly Lord is only symbolic, and the real ancestor is the sage of Qianmu Temple.

Wang Ping tried his best to stop thinking about the feeling of practicing Qigong. He quickly walked to the left side of the hall and knelt down in front of the memorial tablet of his ancestor, reciting "Jingxin Jue" silently in his heart.

I definitely couldn't stop reciting it the first time, and the inner demons caused by practicing would appear from time to time, but as time went by, coupled with the effect of "Jingxin Jue", Wang Ping returned to his previous calm state.

Liu Zixiu, who was observing Wang Ping's condition at the door, silently exited the hall after Wang Ping calmed down and walked towards Taoist Yucheng's pharmacy.

At this moment, the free clinic has ended, Li Antian is cleaning up the messy pharmacy, and Taoist Yucheng is leaning on the chair with his eyes closed to relax.

"Master, Junior Brother Wang is fine."

"kindness."

Taoist Yucheng just hummed a word from his nose.

Liu Zixiu retreated silently, and Li Antian, who was cleaning up the pharmacy, also became cautious. At some point, the old Taoist priest leaned at the window of the pharmacy, stared at Taoist Yucheng and said with a smile: "I told you before, walk slowly, he even If you don’t understand the principles of being a human being, just show him the Annotations of Heaven and Human Beings. Even if a person is not crazy, he will be considered good.”

Taoist Yucheng opened his eyes when the old Taoist priest spoke. He first glanced at Li Antian, who immediately bowed and quickly exited the pharmacy.

"He is born with wisdom and may know the principles of life better than you." Taoist Yucheng stared at the old Taoist priest and his eyes became misty. "How about you try to pass your "True Interpretation" to him."

The old Taoist priest heard this and said with a smile on his face: "Unless he worships me as his teacher!"

However, Taoist Yucheng shook his head, and then closed his eyes again. The old Taoist priest stopped talking and walked towards the kitchen, swinging his worn long sleeves. Su Dun was the only one busy in the kitchen for dinner tonight. He went to the kitchen Help light the fire.

...

Wang Pingxu only walked out of the hall. After reciting "Jingxin Jue" silently ten times, he sat in meditation for more than an hour.

Su Dun came over with a steamed bun when he walked out of the hall.

"Senior brother, try the steamed buns I made."

"Thank you, Junior Brother!"

The steamed buns made by the little fat man had a sour taste, and when he bit into them, his mouth was full of dead noodles, but Wang Ping didn't care. He was very hungry in the first few years when he came to this world. His predecessor died of exhaustion from working on an empty stomach. This steamed bun made people choke after eating it. After Wang Ping swallowed it, he ran to the water tank in the kitchen and filled his stomach with a ladle of cold water.

The cool feeling spread from his mouth to his intestines and stomach, making him tremble all over. He raised his head and looked through the narrow window at the night outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's autumn again."

This is a sigh from the memory of the original owner. After the autumn harvest, the county will collect corvees, repair some canals that were destroyed this year, and plant trees to prevent coastal typhoons.

Shaking his head to expel the bad memories from his mind, Wang Ping quickly walked out of the kitchen, looked at the moonlight reflected on the ground in the yard, and performed the starting position of "Changchun Kung" again.

"Senior brother, do you still need to practice at night?" Su Dun asked curiously.

Wang Ping didn't answer. He moved his hands quietly like a wooden stake.

Second senior brother Liu Zixiu appeared next to him for unknown reasons and suddenly said: "Fourth junior brother, do you think that junior brother Su doesn't understand anything, but I think he practices Changchun Gong better than you."

"No! No!" Su Dun waved his hands repeatedly. He knew that his daily practice was just perfunctory and there was no way he could compare with Wang Ping.

"Junior brother Su, don't belittle yourself. Most of the turbid energy in your body has been emptied out, and the essence will return to the body in half a year at most. This proves that the method you practice every day is not wrong."

Liu Zixiu explained to Su Dun with a smile, and then looked at Wang Ping, "In your opinion, Junior Brother Su is very bad at training, and he is also very naughty. He may have many thoughts, but he has no idea about his mood. Influence, because his thoughts are full of extremely beautiful pictures, and he will even think that those beautiful pictures are absolute from the bottom of his heart."

Wang Ping understood what Liu Zixiu said. Liu Zixiu was warning him that his ideas were too complicated and he would fall into a dead end before he knew it.

"However, Junior Brother Wang, you don't have to be discouraged. You are able to think about the mortal world in this small Taoist temple before you join the world. It is also a great ability. But sometimes this step is more difficult than climbing to the sky, and sometimes it is like drinking water. Simple." When Liu Zixiu said this, he slightly bowed his hands to Wang Ping, and then left without looking back.

Su Dun walked to Wang Ping after Liu Zixiu left and asked, "What does second senior brother mean?"

"He said you were smarter than me!"

"Really? What do you think?" Su Dun beamed.

"Tell me first, how do you feel every time you practice?"

"Feeling? I don't feel much. I'm just so tired after practicing."

"How did you practice?"

"How else can I practice? Follow Master's teachings and do whatever makes you feel comfortable!"

Wang Ping's eyes flashed, as if he had caught something. He thought for a while and asked, "What do you think of my training?"

"It's very standard. Sometimes it's even more standard than Master's demonstration, but... sometimes I feel particularly uncomfortable, as if you are a dummy who keeps copying your movements..."

Wang Ping frowned slightly. He had not heard what Su Dun said next. He instinctively moved his hand, but stopped like before, and then casually performed a set of moves based on what he thought in his heart. It was not the first set of moves, but It's the third set, and he likes this set the most.

After finishing the third set of movements, he felt a warm current filling his limbs, which seemed to be nourishing his body, but the movements in his hands did not stop. He completed several other sets of movements according to his own preferences, and then ignored them. If you have completed the set, stop and rest.

The moment he finished the exercise, the light screen panel in front of him changed the strategy of "Changchun Kung":

[Changchun Gong: You suddenly realize that you have a better practice method. If you insist on practicing your method 10 times a day, you can feel Qi in half a year. (Progress 78/100, progress 0/10 times today)]

Well, plug-ins are just a guarantee, but without the foundation of plug-in teaching, he wouldn't be able to understand a more efficient method!

(End of this chapter)