There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 250 Master and Disciple
  Mountain top ashram.

After Wang Ping replied to the posts from his relatives and friends, the first thing he did was to check the flowers and plants in the yard, and then he checked to see if the spirit gathering array was loose.

Finally, he walked into the carpentry room, took out the materials in the storage bag, and discussed with Taoist He Tongyu how to build the puppets needed for promotion.

"We all use the spirit wood we planted ourselves. It is convenient to refine it in the later stage. It can be done in up to two years. However, the spirit wood has spirituality, but it cannot be refined to make it hard." Taoist Tongyu reminded him seriously. He has been in Mingshui for these years. Under the guidance of the teacher, I am no longer as depressed as before.

"I will use it this time. All I need is enough spirituality. After using it, I will dismantle it because it is not suitable to continue to exist."

"That would be easy. Just pay attention to spirituality when designing the internal runes, and focus on the flexibility of the joints in the upper body."

While the two were discussing, Yu Lian's head hung down from the eaves, hanging upside down at the window and said, "Liu Shuang is here."

Taoist Tongyu immediately disappeared like a child with social phobia. Wang Ping placed the design drawings on the workbench and compacted them with a piece of spiritual wood. Then he patted the coarse cloth he was wearing and walked out of the carpentry room.

Liu Shuang had already led her apprentice to the gate of the courtyard at this moment, because the boy outside the garden did not stop them because he had received instructions.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The two of them attended the ceremony together. Although Yang Rong was a little shy, she had no stage fright.

The first thing Wang Ping looked at was Liu Shuang. After feeling her Qi sea with the wood spirit energy, he said: "Cultivation should be like this step by step. You have completely surrendered the spiritual veins in your body. The next step is to try to condense the soul. , or expand your spiritual veins, I have a magic circle here that can suppress the spiritual veins in your body when you expand your spiritual veins to prevent the physical body from being assimilated."

He embodied the formations in "Taiyan Talisman" into a talisman and handed it to Liu Shuang.

"Thank you Master!"

"If there is a problem, stop in time, or ask your spiritual pet to call Yulian!"

"Yes!"

The master and apprentice exchanged word after word. Yu Lian was teasing the spirit dog while observing Yang Rong, making Yang Rong tremble in her heart.

At the end of the conversation, Wang Ping said with a serious face: "Mu Ling pays most attention to cultivating the mind. You must always maintain a full human mood, or ban all unnecessary thoughts. If you can't do that, go out and practice more."

"Yes!"

Liu Shuang lowered his head and agreed.

Wang Ping frowned when he looked at Liu Shuang. He resisted the urge to lecture and waved gently: "Come over here and sit down." He pointed to the stone stool opposite, then looked at Yang Rong and asked: " Can you make tea?"

"If I get back to my master, I will!" Yang Rong replied obediently.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand and pointed, and a chessboard appeared on the stone table. Next to the stone table was a flaming stove. "Go and look in the room over there. There are tea leaves and a teapot."

"Yes, Master!"

Yang Rong stared at the room pointed out to her by Wang Ping, with a look of curiosity on her face.

Wang Ping looked at Liu Shuang and said with a smile, "You go first."

"clatter"

Liu Shuang calmed down and fell silent.

Wang Ping followed up with a piece.

Then, the only sound left in the courtyard was the sound of chess playing. Liu Shuang unknowingly relaxed and focused on the battle on the chessboard in front of him.

An hour later, the game of chess ended.

It was Liu Shuang who won the chess game with a slight advantage. Wang Ping took the teacup handed over by his disciple, took a sip with satisfaction, looked at Liu Shuang who was clearing the chessboard and said, "Would you like another game?"

"it is good!"

Liu Shuang still won this game of chess, not because Wang Ping gave in to his apprentice, but because Liu Shuang himself liked these things and often studied them when he had nothing to do.

Yang Rong handed Wang Ping another cup of tea. This time Wang Ping took it and held it in his hand. He looked at Liu Shuang and said, "You are in a very good state of mind now, but why do you always think about things that are simply impossible and impossible?" What’s going to happen?”

"Disciple... I don't know why, but I have been feeling restless recently."

"You are under the influence of Yu'er's soul, and she is tempting the negative emotions in your human nature." Yu Lian explained to Liu Shuang, "This is not only Yu'er's practice, but also your practice!"

Liu Shuang's face changed slightly, and various thoughts flashed through her mind, but she did not say anything about not going to Zhao Yu'er again, "I know, it's because my cultivation is not up to the mark."

"No, you have done a good job. You are facing an extraterritorial consciousness, which requires you to do better." Wang Ping said with a smile, "You don't have to have too much burden, Qianmu Temple doesn't need you yet. Come and carry the load.”

"Yes!" Liu Shuang stood up and saluted.

Wang Ping then turned his attention to Yang Rong next to him and asked, "Can you play chess?"

"If I return to Master, I will!"

"Shall we have a game?"       "Please give me some advice, Master!"

Yang Rong was like Liu Shuang when she was a child. She was smart and active, and her eyes were filled with sparkling beauty. As a direct disciple of Liu Shuang's lineage, Wang Ping was much kinder to her than Liu Ling and Zhao Yu'er. .

This game of chess was more harmonious than the previous two games. Wang Ping would ask Yang Rong some cultivation questions from time to time, letting them play the game until dark.

The chess game ended with Wang Ping having a slight advantage, which made Yang Rong a little unwilling. She might have thought she could win. This is the difference between young people and adults.

"Keep your competitive mentality now, the future world belongs to you." Wang Ping encouraged with a smile. Looking at the little girl's unconvinced look, he smiled and said: "Shall we have another round?"

"Hurrah!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Ping laughed loudly, and Liu Shuang next to him also smiled.

The dark courtyard became bright when Wang Ping laughed, a bright light that seemed illusory and real.

The second game ended with Yang Rong's weak defeat. Then Liu Shuang took the initiative to say goodbye with a smile, and Wang Ping did not stay.

"Liu Shuang is still so easily moved by outside emotions." Yu Lian commented after Liu Shuang left.

"This is good. As long as we guide her well, she may not be unable to enter the second realm." Wang Ping went into his carpentry workshop again.

"The premise is that you must first master the secret method of the second realm." Yu Lian complained.

"Liyan's position has been determined. He is not moved now because the conditions are not yet met. This does not mean that he will never be moved." Wang Ping responded confidently, as if Liyan had the second level of "The Art of Gathering Wood". The secret method is already at your fingertips.

Yulian looked at Taoist Tongyu who had appeared again. Without taking Wang Ping's words, Tengyun went to the old locust tree, found a good seat and fell asleep.

Wang Ping continued to work on his design drawings.

Before you knew it, it was daybreak, Wang Ping's sketch had been designed, and Taoist Tongyu had disappeared long ago. Yulian, who had slept well, fell to the window and said, "Do you want to have breakfast today?"

"Yes, I suddenly want to eat meat buns."

"I'll notify the kitchen!"

An hour later.

While Wang Ping was perfecting the drawing in his hand, two boys brought over a cage of steaming mutton buns. Wang Ping immediately took out the rice wine he had prepared.

The steamed buns tasted really good. Wang Ping ate four or five of them in a row, accompanied by half a can of rice wine.

"Mutton has to be cooked in large chunks to be delicious. If you eat it this way, the meat will be steamed to pieces." Yu Lian doesn't like mutton buns. She likes to devour meat in big mouths.

Wang Ping did not argue with Yu Lian, because this thing is a personal hobby, and no matter how much you argue, there will be no fixed result.

After breakfast, Wang Ping thought about what he was doing. After asking the boy outside the door to bring in some materials for the 'Power Pill', he inspired the puppets in the alchemy room to continue refining the 'Power Pill'.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Wang Ping decided to continue improving the puppet design.

Near noon, Zhao Wan and Zhang Xinghuai arrived at the gate of the dojo at the same time.

"I heard that last month, there was a conflict between the disciples of the Alchemy Academy and the Inner Academy?" While waiting, Zhang Huaixing looked at Zhao Wan, who was standing next to him, and asked.

"What I said to uncle, it is indeed true, but it has been properly handled." Zhao Wan frowned, obviously he didn't like this topic, and he also showed it deliberately, telling Zhang Huaixing that he didn't want to talk about it, especially It's in this place.

"I don't think you realize the seriousness of this matter. This conflict seems to be a friction between the disciples of the two houses. In fact, the deeper reason is caused by the unfair system in the temple. This time it may be just a conflict. Wait a minute. It might just be a shopping spree!”

Zhang Xinghuai issued a serious warning.

Zhao Wan could only bow his head and say "yes", but did not respond directly to Zhang Xinghuai. He also knew that Zhang Xinghuai was right, but as a vested interest, it was simply unrealistic for him to resolve the current conflicts among the various academies in the temple.

"Your master must have told you one thing. All affairs in Qianmu Temple are for the purpose of serving Uncle Changqing, but the inner sect seems to have forgotten this matter."

Zhang Xinghuai's tone was no longer kind.

Zhao Wan raised his head in surprise, and when he looked at Zhang Xinghuai and was about to refute, Zhang Xinghuai said again:
  "Your internal fighting had better not affect our layout of the situation in Zhongzhou, otherwise you will be greeted by the wrath of thunder!"

When Zhao Wan heard this, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. How could he not know what his master had warned him? There would be problems, but he never thought that infighting would delay the master's demands.

Now that Zhang Huaixing had touched his mind, he felt scared and nervous, and even a little bit scared.

"Uncle Master has mastered the wood spirit and is about to become a great monk in the Third Realm. The entire Qianmu Temple is under his watch, not to mention Master Master, Uncle Yu Lian and Zuo Xuan of Dongshui Mountain. Senior, when you do things, you must think carefully."

Zhang Xinghuai spoke very softly and closed his mouth after speaking.

After hearing this, Zhao Wan no longer felt as arrogant as before. He stretched out his hand to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead. At this time, the boy next to him stepped forward and opened the door of the dojo.

"Master invites you..."

(End of this chapter)