There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 239 Changing the World's Divine Weapon
  Wang Ping had already guessed Xia Yao's arrangement, and he didn't feel much about the result. His only concern now was Su Hai, after all, he was the descendant entrusted to him by Su Dun.

"Senior Brother Su's mission is to guard the city gate. It's nothing serious. He lost contact because the imperial court issued an order that all border officers and soldiers are not allowed to contact the outside world."

After Zhang Xinghuai answered, he added: "This Northern Expedition is very strange. The incoming generals like Senior Brother Su are all arranged at the city gate, and those who leave the customs are basically...all..."

He didn't know how to describe it for a moment, so he could only lower his head and said: "The troops coming out of the north have extremely poor combat effectiveness."

The current boiling situation in the world is inseparable from the previously announced victory, because in the eyes of the people and students all over the world, the imperial court lost a war that should have been victorious.

"You mean to say that the emperor, princes, nobles, ministers, officials of the six departments, and border officers all followed the advice of fellow Taoist Xia Yao and used the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to put on a show for us?"

Wang Ping stared at Zhang Xinghuai.

Zhang Xinghuai's worldly cultivation is not enough and he is not as transparent as Liu Zixiu. Perhaps this is what Liu Zixiu wants to see. He wants to use Zhang Xinghuai to remind Wang Ping.

"Uncle Master, this world is just a show." Zhang Xing responded with fists in his arms.

"What do you want to say?" Wang Ping asked directly.

"I see the situation in the world. The next place that will be in chaos is the north. If the True Sun Sect can agree to this war, I am afraid that it will target the Sun Sect of Beizhou."

Zhang Xinghuai's words made Wang Ping fall into deep thought. Zhang Huaixing lowered his head and continued: "How many outstanding people have been born in Zhongzhou during the century of prosperity. They were overwhelmed by the rules of the world, and the North Country will be their place of vent. They will Because of this Northern Expedition, countless moral traditions were established."

"No matter how hard the monks of the Sun Sect practice, they won't be able to let such a thing happen."

When Zhang Xinghuai heard this, his speaking speed suddenly increased, "The Xia Dynasty has now reached this point. In my opinion, it is tantamount to seeking death. Uncle Master, I dare to conclude that the world will have to change its surname sooner or later!"

Wang Ping couldn't help but look Zhang Xinghuai up and down. He admitted that he had misjudged the person just now. This guy's way of cultivating the world was much more powerful than that of his second senior brother Liu Zixiu.

"You are thinking far ahead, but the premise is that you can survive until then." Wang Ping interrupted Zhang Xinghuai's next words and asked: "Have you decided how to enter the country?"

"I only need three hundred years of life to use the technique of gathering wood." Zhang Xing saluted with his fists in his arms: "I believe that God will not even give me this little time."

"If you maintain this state, your entry will be inevitable. Otherwise, you will fail."

"Thank you for the reminder, uncle."

...

Zhang Xinghuai's ambition is to change the world and try to recreate the artifact, not to seize it.

This aroused a lot of interest in Wang Ping, and he also acquiesced in his idea. When necessary, he could use some resources to provide help. Of course, he also needed to cut decisively if necessary.

Taoist Yucheng also had the same attitude as Wang Ping.

A month passed in a blink of an eye. Just like the information brought by Zhang Xinghuai, the royal family pushed Xia Yao out. Later, Emperor Jianwu issued an edict, ordering her to command two imperial armies and an army of monsters in the name of the princess of the Xia Dynasty. , went to the north to gather the remnants of the defeated army.

Wang Ping just chuckled when he heard the news, and then ignored it, because his Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Wood had arrived, and the current situation was that the boss was trying to make a move, and there was a high probability that he would be accidentally injured if he went up.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth year of Jianwu.

The progress of Wang Ping's soul fusion of 'Psychic Talisman' and 'Luck-Borrowing Talisman' has been reached (25/100).

In late autumn and September, Wang Ping was making forty golden armored soldiers in his carpentry workshop. Raindrops suddenly fell from the sky and hung at the window. He said to Wang Ping: "There is good news coming from the front. Xia Yao's army We have reached Tianqi Mountain."

A map suddenly appeared in Wang Ping's mind and he said: "The eight hundred miles of Yunhai Grassland has returned to the imperial court!"

"Correct!"

Wang Ping put down the half-made puppet in his hand, looked at Shen Xiaozhu who was studying Taoist scriptures outside, and said, "It's time for Xiaozhu to have his own dojo."

"I thought you had forgotten about this." Yu Lian was very happy. She was basically responsible for Shen Xiaozhu's cultivation. “I have a feeling something good will happen today.”

While Wang Ping was speaking, he looked up at the sky. A small black spot in the flawless sky was slowly getting bigger, and finally landed on the window of the carpentry room.

It's a gray puppet bird.

Wang Ping picked it up and opened the mechanism on the abdomen where the letter was placed.

"This is a reply from fellow Taoist Yuan Zheng."

"What about improving Xiaozhu's bones?" Yu Lian asked quickly.

"Correct!"

"Open it quickly."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping smiled and sat on the chair by the window, while Yu Lian lay on his shoulder, and they both looked at the letter.

"I actually agreed!"

Yu Lian was extremely happy. In the world of inspiration, she was very full of emotions at the moment.

Wang Ping looked down to see what he had to pay. The conditions were the same as the price for upgrading his bones. He was to perform a 'Luck Luck Technique' for a direct disciple of Taoist Yuan Zheng to bless his promotion.

This requires a life span ranging from thirty to fifty years.

The price was similar to what Wang Ping had imagined. His lifespan in the second realm was eight hundred years without the blessing of elixirs. In addition, the limit of the blessings of some special elixirs was one thousand two years. This lifespan was nothing.

"How about it?"

"The price is worth it!"

He will attack the third realm next. Although there are reminders from the light screen panel, he still plans to cultivate a successor first, which will make him feel more at ease.

Later, Wang Ping wrote a handwritten letter, and Yu Lian couldn't wait to call Shen Xiaozhu over.

Wang Ping explained to Shen Xiaozhu just like Taoist Yucheng did before, and then asked her to bring her autographed letter back to Hushan Kingdom to find Taoist Yuanzheng of the alchemy sect to improve her bones.

After Shen Xiaozhu received the letter, he knelt down and bowed to Wang Ping.

ten days later.

Shen Xiaozhu was kicked out of the mountain top dojo by Yu Lian and asked her to go to Hushan Country immediately.

After she left, Yulian flew around the wood spirit formation in the Jiuji Formation every day. She was looking for a treasure land suitable for opening a dojo for Shen Xiaozhu.

In a blink of an eye, it’s Spring Festival again.

This year's Spring Festival was a little quieter again. Zuo Xuan was on a mission, and only Hu Qianqian and Hu Xin came to visit Wang Ping.

March.

Zhang Xinghuailai reported the imperial court's plans to build a city on Yunhai Grassland, and this city would become Xia Yao's fiefdom!
  In the middle of the year, Shen Xiaozhu returned to the mountaintop dojo in a dusty state.

Her bones have been upgraded to an advanced level!
  Wang Ping immediately called Yang Hou and asked him to arrange a grand apprenticeship ceremony in the front hall. He wanted to formally accept Shen Xiaozhu into the door wall.

　I just got home in the afternoon, so I uploaded this saved manuscript first. One month, exactly one month, is like going through a tribulation.

　　
  　
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