There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 21 A friend comes to visit (please read and collect)
  At the gate of the mountain top courtyard, Wang Ping and his two apprentices were quietly waiting for the guests to arrive.

In about two quarters of an hour, Feng Miao, wearing the robe of the True Yang Sect, appeared at the end of the rugged mountain road. She had changed a lot compared to nine years ago. The sharp edges on her body had become invisible. The sword behind her There was no trace either.

If you look closely, you can see that the spiritual energy fluctuations around her body are almost complete, and she still wears the Daozang Palace badge around her waist.

The two of them felt sad for a moment when their eyes met.

As he got closer, Feng Miao said first: "My fellow Taoist, you have made a lot of progress, congratulations!"

"How can minor cultivators like us compare to the True Yang Sect." Wang Ping was appropriately modest.

"Your place is much better than the place where I practice. Even the spirit gathering array is ready."

Feng Miao raised her head and looked toward the top of the mountain, "The big sect is famous outside, but its resources inside are extremely average. For example, I have reached the most critical time of marrow cleansing, and I still have to go through the trouble of hiding in the palace, just to have enough money. Qualifications are exchanged for materials needed for foundation building.”

"I also have the love and protection of my tutor, otherwise it would be even worse than you."

As Wang Ping spoke, he turned sideways and invited Feng Miao to talk in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain. His words seemed to be modest, but in fact they were also a kind of self-motivation.

From the beginning of his cultivation to the present, he has been protected by Master Yucheng Taoist along the way. Whatever he needs, Taoist Yucheng has prepared it in advance. He is like the useless apprentice next to the protagonist in the novel. The protagonist works exhaustingly every day to get materials. He is responsible for lying down in the safe area.

The two of them walked to the small courtyard on the top of the mountain while chatting and laughing. Feng Miao praised: "It is indeed a good place."

She was sincerely envious. Although the True Yang Sect was good, it was too large. With disciples spread all over the Xia Kingdom, it was impossible for the resources to take care of everyone.

When she was practicing Taoism, she even practiced with dozens of people, just like an ordinary private school. Now, only those who are successful in practicing Qi have some say.

"How is Fellow Taoist Chengji doing now?" Wang Ping asked Chengji after he sat down.

When Feng Miao heard Cheng Ji's name, an unusual look flashed in her eyes, and then she said: "He is very good. He is the best living among the monks of our generation. He makes alchemy every day and sells it for money. He collected all the money last month." The foundation building materials have been returned to Baihe Mountain for retreat, and we won’t be able to see him for a while.”

When Wang Ping heard this, he thought of the twenty years it would take him to build his own foundation, and once again lamented the difficulty of cultivation in his heart.

Feng Miao saw Liu Shuang and Yang Ziping who were preparing to light a fire to boil water for tea, and stopped them: "Don't bother, I never drink tea, just get a bowl of water."

"Bring up a jar of rice wine from the cellar." Wang Ping ordered.

"Wine is fine!" Feng Miao's eyes lit up.

When a jar of wine was served, Yu Lian, whose body had shrunk and wrapped around Wang Ping's wrist, opened her eyes and said somewhat unpleasantly: "This smells really bad. Hey, it's the little fire man from last time!"

Since Wang Ping established the foundation, Yu Lian has shrunk most of the time and wrapped around Wang Ping's wrist, looking like a silver bracelet.

Feng Miao quickly noticed Yu Lian. She was not too surprised. Many Qi practitioners like to raise spiritual beasts, especially Qi practitioners like Wang Ping, but the look of this little snake made her feel I was a little offended, but I didn't say it out loud, I just pretended I didn't see it.

Halfway through the jar of wine, the two of them were reminiscing about the past. Feng Miao picked up a glass of wine and talked about business, "I came here mainly to ask for help from fellow Taoists."

"What are you busy with?"

"My two Taoist friends from Daozang Hall and I investigated a case and found out that there may be a large number of transformed monsters in the mountains to the north of Shu County. The number is at least [-]. Even the mountain gods canonized by the imperial court may have been deceived. They are recruiting, and if monsters of this size are together, there must be one leader."

"Shu County..." Wang Ping looked at his apprentice.

Liu Shuang immediately replied: "Shu County belongs to Sanhe Prefecture, just next to Shang'an Prefecture."

The scope of Qianmu Guan's preaching recognized by the imperial court and Daozang Palace is Shang'an Prefecture. In other words, Shang'an Prefecture is Qian Mu Guan's territory, and other places will most likely not care about Qian Mu Guan's influence.

"Sanhe Mansion..."

"You can always talk to me. We need to organize a mountain search team, otherwise the three of us may not be able to find monsters in ten years!"

Searching the mountains to eliminate demons…

It is something that Xia Kingdom will do every once in a while. If Wang Ping has never been to Hushan Kingdom, he might think it is nothing. After going to Hushan Kingdom, he has a new view on 'Searching Mountains to Eliminate Demons'. He guesses that there is something in it. Related to the Xia royal family.

"Let me ask about the situation first..."

Wang Ping has only focused on cultivating Taoism in these years and has never managed a single secular matter. After saying this, he looked at Liu Shuang. With Liu Shuang's expectant eyes, he ordered Yang Ziwen: "Call Master Uncle Zhao Qing up."

"Yes!"

Yang Ziwen answered calmly, Liu Shuang blinked and wanted to follow Yang Ziwen away, but Wang Ping stopped him and had to stay in the yard as a boy pouring wine.

"There has been a lot of news coming down from the mountain recently, saying that there is another unrest on Mozhou Road?"

Wang Ping mentioned something he was interested in. After the new emperor ascended the throne, Mozhou Road, which had been peaceful for several years, had recently caused some troubles and became a favorite topic of conversation among ordinary people in other areas.

Feng Miao said nonchalantly: "To be precise, not only Mozhou Road, but most of the northwest areas are a bit unstable. Coupled with the confrontation on the northern border, our new emperor probably can't even sleep well now."

She looked at Wang Ping's expression and continued to explain: "Don't worry, the world cannot be in chaos. The royal family practices Shinto. Although it cannot live long, it is very simple to ensure the stability of Shangjing and its surrounding areas. As long as these areas are under the control of the royal family." Under control, there will be no trouble elsewhere.”

Wang Ping had heard about Shinto from Taoist Yucheng's books. In layman's terms, it is the way of practicing saints. It unites the faith of all people to monitor the world. However, this 'world' is limited to Shangjing and its surrounding areas. Other areas can only set up governors. , prefects, and county magistrates, and they had to share interests with the gentry and monks.

The two chatted for another half an hour, and Zhao Qing finally rushed to the small courtyard after a long journey.

"Brother!"

He first greeted him respectfully.

Wang Ping invited Zhao Qing to sit down and drink together, and after a few glasses of wine, he introduced Feng Miao's affairs.

"If we come forward on this matter, it shouldn't be difficult to organize a mountain search. Moreover, if the monster is really exterminated, it will be a great achievement for Shu County. It's just the wording of the official document..."

Zhao Qing looked at Feng Miao.

Feng Miao understood instantly and immediately said: "It doesn't matter how they want to write their official documents. I just want the memory of a snake demon in it."

"Okay, then leave it to me and I will give you a reply within half a month."

(End of this chapter)