There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 215 One step closer to the third realm

Dongshui Mountain.

Some disciples were cleaning up the mess on the ground and repairing the damaged areas. There were also some disciples at the foot of the mountain who were measuring the terrain and seemed to be planning to build a road to the top of the mountain.

In the small courtyard of the dojo on the top of the mountain, Wang Ping was making tea. Yu Lian was lying on his shoulder, spitting out the snake letter quickly, his eyes full of expectation, and looking at Zuo Xuan opposite him from time to time.

Zuo Xuan's condition at the moment is not very good. Firstly, the blood in her body is particularly abundant because she has just been promoted, which makes her face blush. Secondly, her soul has been fighting with the spirit body for a long time, which makes her conscious. So dazed.

However, these can all be taken care of and are not a big problem.

The real problem is that she will need to use Sacred Heart Pill or Requiem Decoction every few years to stabilize her soul, and the more she uses it, the more addictive she will become.

"Stabilizing the soul does not necessarily require pills. In the inheritance of my master, there is a formation specially used to stabilize the soul. It uses the rules that all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. For example, if I fuse the magic weapon with the energy of Taiyin, then I will use it to stabilize the soul. Xuanmen Zhengqi serves as the introduction to the formation, and you can know the beating of my soul."

While Zuo Xuan was speaking, he scratched her left cheek with his fingers. A trace of blood oozed from the skin on her face, which looked a little oozing. In other words, her whole body was a little oozing, and her eyes were congested. In this state, his eyes were pale yellow like raindrops, and there were small wounds everywhere on his cheeks.

"Is there such a formation?" Wang Ping immediately showed interest.

Zuo Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "The principle is very simple. It is similar to the conventional sealing formation. With your Taoist practice, fellow Taoist, you should be able to understand what is going on when I say this."

Wang Ping did understand, and he frowned, "Wouldn't this inhibit the movement of the sea of ​​​​qi in the body, and even inhibit the next step of promotion."

"I'm lucky enough to be promoted to the second realm and have a life span of hundreds of years. How dare I ask for the third realm?" Zuo Xuan picked up the tea cup in front of him and said with a smile: "I have been in seclusion when I was in seclusion. I miss your cup of tea, fellow Taoist."

"Then drink more, it can relieve the fatigue of your soul." Wang Ping responded with a smile.

Zuo Xuan gently blocked its mouth with his hand, and then drank all the tea in the cup. This made her look like she was drinking. She was not such a bold person in the first place, but her mouth was so ulcerated now. Just now When he spoke, he just opened his mouth slightly.

“Really good tea…”

After Zuo Xuan drank this cup of tea, he stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I'll take my leave first. After some time... I'll come back to visit my fellow Taoist again when I'm no longer in such a mess."

Wang Ping stretched out his hand, and a medicine bottle appeared in his hand, and said: "There are five Sacred Heart Pills here. In your current state, as long as you stick to your heart, these five Sacred Heart Pills are enough to help you survive five years safely. The future Saint Xindan... I still have some friendship with the Shangdan Sect. When the Sacred Heart Grass matures again, you can bring my handwritten letter to it and you will definitely gain something."

Zuo Xuan was stunned for a moment. She was promoted to the second level almost at the gate of death. The idea that she would not go any further must be false.

"Kindness without saying thanks!"

She put away the medicine bottle and bowed her hands, then left the courtyard without looking back.

Wang Ping did not get up to see her off. He quietly watched Zuo Xuan leave until her figure disappeared at the end of the garden path. Yu Lian held the tea cup with her tail and said, "You are her savior now. Besides, She has a bit of a moral obsession, so you don't have to play such tricks at all, she will obey your orders."

"People are fickle, and best friends can't just talk about feelings." Wang Ping picked up the tea cup and responded calmly. Now he has a heavy responsibility, and he can't capsize in the gutter for such a trivial matter.

"You can make the decision." Yu Lian read Wang Ping's thoughts, took a sip of tea and flew to the eaves to rest.

Wang Ping also put down his tea cup and stood up to walk out of the small courtyard, waiting quietly for Shen Xiaozhu to come up and tidy up the tea sets, and then clean the stone table.   …

Wang Ping still set up the requiem formation used to combine the luck talisman and the psychic talisman in the core area of ​​the Jiuji Formation. Of course, the formation originally set up in the core was removed.

After Wang Ping confirmed that there was no problem with the formation, he took out the 'Nine Heavens Bamboo Knot' that he had already prepared, placed it in the center of the calculated formation, and then pinched the magic formula to guide the surrounding wood spirit energy, from the formation talisman. The edge areas of the culture are slowly guided to the core areas.

With the gorgeous green halo, the entire array was lit up, and the rich wood spirit energy resonated with the 'Nine Heavens Bamboo Festival'. Wang Ping, who was in the middle of the array, felt that most of his senses were weakened, and then he could not help but feel Gather your thoughts.

Sit cross-legged…

After manifesting the soul and mobilizing the energy of the wood spirit, he immediately felt the beating spirits. They were excluded from the formation by the characteristics of the "Nine Heavenly Bamboo Knots" at the core of the formation, but at the same time it was absorbing Wang Ping's energy. The wood spirit energy formed by the sea is not slow at all. If Wang Ping didn't have a 'spiritual talisman' to communicate with the world, the air sea spirit energy would be almost continuous, and the air sea would be sucked dry in less than half an hour.

"No wonder such a good formation cannot be popularized, and ordinary monks cannot afford it."

While Wang Ping was talking to himself, he drove his soul to summon the 'Borrowing Talisman' and 'Psychic Talisman', trying to fuse them...

The feeling of fusion is like piecing together a giant puzzle, using the sensitivity of the soul to find the resonance between the two talismans, and then imprinting them on the soul while fusing them.

Once, twice, three times...

After ten attempts every day, the degree of fusion between the two talismans and the soul was negligible.

Wang Ping, who has experienced years of hard work, is not disappointed at all, because he already understands that spiritual practice is not something that happens overnight.

Time flies by.

Before we knew it, October was here.

Zuo Xuan came to Qianmu Temple again, followed by Wen Hai. The two of them were Wang Ping's people in Daozang Hall, and they also had an inexplicable relationship with Zi Luan.

Zuo Xuan has returned to his original appearance, wearing a gray outfit, with his hair tied into a braid and locked on the collar with a brooch. His eyes are clear and bright, but deep down they are turbid and indifferent. This may be due to his long-term confrontation with the spirit body. caused by.

Wen Hai's temperament also changed, and the damaged spiritual veins in his body were rejuvenated. This was a great achievement of the third level. When he saw Wang Pingping, he immediately took the initiative to explain: "Taoist Zi Luan saw that I was able to do things well, so he used the 'Tongtian Talisman' 'Fusing an earth vein repaired my injuries."

Wang Ping nodded and smiled: "I happen to have some connections with other branches of the Catacomb Sect. If you want to successfully join the Catacomb Sect, I may be able to say a word or two."

"That's Taoist Lao. I'm really considering this." Wen Hai immediately bowed and thanked him.

Wang Ping smiled again. He knew that this was Zi Luan's bad taste, and he had specially left a step for himself. Otherwise, with Zi Luan's connections, he could make arrangements in this regard himself.

"Is it important for you two to come together?" Wang Ping turned his attention to Zuo Xuan.

(End of this chapter)