There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 272
  In the dojo on the top of the mountain, Taoist Yucheng stood on the edge of the cliff in the garden, looking at the stabilized town below and the disciples in the town who were busy with disaster relief. Compassion flashed across his face, and then he exhaled a breath and turned his head.

He turned his head and looked at the surrounding peaks. On each peak, there was a second-level monk who was no less powerful than him. On the horizon in the distance, the barrier and monitoring light curtain covering the entire Nanlin Road loomed.

These scenes reminded Taoist Yucheng of a word...

Powerful!

It was his personal disciple Chang Qing who brought all this, which made him happy, but also felt a little unreal because it all happened so fast.

It also reminded him of the Qianmu Temple when his master and senior brother were still alive.

Taoist Yucheng quickly suppressed the unnecessary thoughts in his heart, quickly regained his composure, and withdrew his gaze, looking towards the small courtyard deep in the garden. Wang Ping and Zi Luan were sitting in the small courtyard talking quietly. He himself was also small. In the courtyard, he offered to go out for a walk without hearing a few words.

Because he felt that what he could currently do to help Wang Ping was to advise him on specific matters after Wang Ping made a decision, rather than help Wang Ping make a decision.

in the courtyard.

Zuo Xuan stood beside the stone table and listened politely. Shen Xiaozhu stood beside Wang Ping, ready to make tea for Wang Ping and Zi Luan at any time. The black civet beside her was chatting with Zuo Xuan's calico cat Carefree. Yulian used her tail to tease the black cat from time to time.

Wang Ping had regained his composure after seeing that his master Yucheng Taoist and his direct disciple were fine, but he had to have the right attitude and do what he needed to do.

"If this matter is brought to the table, it is somewhat untenable."

Zi Luan put forward his suggestion, "When the investigation team reads all the memories of the attacker, whether the truth is Wu Lang or not, we will blame the 'First Day' for this matter."

Wang Ping picked up the teacup and looked at the sky because of the faint light emitted by the monitoring device. Zi Luan meant to clean up Wulang and his disciples in various places as evil cultivators on the 'first day'.

This move is very poisonous, because Daozang Palace has the information of most of Wulang's disciples. If this is to be carried out in one go, there must be at least three second-level monks, and at least two digits of entry-level monks, plus the aristocratic families that are attached to them. The number of people executed by the wealthy clans and Qi practitioners from all over the country was in the tens of thousands!

Zi Luan looked at Wang Ping who was thinking about it and added: "Some of the Wulang sect's disciples have become spiritual bodies, and their physical bodies are the best materials for making puppets."

These words made Zuo Xuan's hands next to him tremble slightly, and Shen Xiaozhu even lowered his head.

Zi Luan looked at Wang Ping's surprised expression and continued: "If your human consciousness cannot accept this, you can still sell it. The price of a spiritual body starts at three million taels of silver. There are many monks in the Taiyin Sect. Willing to pay a high price for it.”

Wang Ping picked up the tea cup, glanced at Zi Luan, then took a sip of tea, held the tea cup in his hand and told Zuo Xuan: "All the monks who have entered the country and above will have their memories divided, and the Qi practitioners will be sent to the north. As for those involved, Ordinary mortals... all the men will be demoted as serfs and sold to the landlords on Shangjing [-]rd Road, and the women... you can do whatever you want."

"Yes!"

Zuo Xuan agreed decisively, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so.

"Go ahead and do it. Also, let all the fellow Taoists nearby disperse." Wang Ping waved his hand.

"Yes!"

After Zuo Xuan bowed respectfully, she took her calico cat and turned into a stream of light and left.

The black cat that lost its companion gave a "meow", looked around and then jumped on Shen Xiaozhu's body, and then got into Shen Xiaozhu's clothes. She was a cat who did not dare to play with Yu Lian.

After listening to Wang Ping's plan, Zi Luan picked up the tea cup and warned: "This place is good, but it is too close to mortals. In the prosperous times, the world is fine, but once the world is in chaos, the monks everywhere will be out of control. Things like today It may happen from time to time, and you can take advantage of this opportunity to make a certain separation between the mountain gate and the mortals."

"It was my oversight."

"You also have some connections with the Catacomb Sect. Asking them to help sort out the nearby mountains and rivers will only take half a month."

"kindness!"

This time, the front hall of Qianmu Temple was almost completely destroyed, and not even a single disciple of the outer sect remained. However, the foundation of Qianmu Temple was not harmed, and the inner courtyards were almost intact. This can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes.

"Junior brother Xiuyu will probably provide shelter to Wulang's disciples, and his senior sister Qingjiang will not sit idle. She is in some trouble and is very prestigious on Mozhou Road. In addition, Mozhou is now The road is in Ren Kong's hands..."

"Hey, we can take advantage of this. At worst, we can do something with Ren Kong, just to see how the Zhenyang Sect will respond."

Zi Luan's thinking is much sharper than Wang Ping's in this regard. When he said this, his thoughts on humanity were particularly full. This should be a way for him to maintain his memory of humanity.

He said and looked at Wang Ping again, "Of course, it depends on what you think."

Wang Ping met his gaze and deliberately remained silent for a few breaths before saying, "Let's wait for the feedback from fellow Taoist Zuo Xuan first."

"Alright!"

"Then I'll resign first. By the way, make sure not to miss the third seat meeting later. Wu Quan and Gan Xing, the two old guys, will definitely make some small fuss about this matter before the meeting officially starts after they get the news from you. article."

"kindness!"

...

After Zi Luan left, the Taoist Yucheng entered the small courtyard again. After the master and apprentice talked for a while, Wang Ping called Zhao Wan in, who had been waiting for a long time.

The inventory was lost.

After Zhao Wan entered the small courtyard, Wang Ping looked up at the sky again. Most of the sky was contaminated by dust raised by the messy ground. He stretched out his hand and all the dust disappeared together with the psychic creatures in the inspiration world. After cleaning up the sky, Immediately, a few rays of sunlight fell, illuminating Qianmu Mountain and Zhonghui City.

"Tell me, what are our losses?"

"Yes…"

Zhao Wan lowered his head and spoke. He seemed to be more cautious and careful. The light that filled the sky before and the arrival of more than ten second-level monks made him fully understand the power of the master in front of him. He had no other thoughts in his mind and just wanted to He relied on his master to be promoted to the second realm during his lifetime.

"The buildings in the front hall have all been destroyed. If converted into silver, this amount is about [-] taels. Then there are the outer disciples. It is estimated that more than a thousand people died in this attack..."

Wang Ping and the master looked at each other, and Wang Ping said: "Go and explain to the families of these disciples in person. Try to be harmonious in your tone, but don't weaken the master's momentum. If someone makes a fuss about this matter, you can see for yourself. Let's do it, I don't want any turmoil in China at this juncture."

"Yes!"

"What else?"

"Also, most of the medicinal fields at the foot of the mountain have been destroyed. The reported losses have exceeded [-] taels!" Wang Ping didn't have a special expression. He thought for a while and said, "We just take this opportunity to destroy the medicinal fields." Move to another place…”

He stared at Zhao Wan, "Let me tell you two points. Please remember them. First, Zhonghui City will be completely separated from Qianmu Temple. In the future, outsiders will not be allowed to enter the Qianmu Temple Gate without permission. Disciples within the gate will receive friends. You need to go to the inner door to report.”

“Second, in the future, each hospital will have a quota for admission every eighty years. Therefore, each hospital will hold a competition every ten years, and the championship will be calculated based on a points system. The person with the highest points within eighty years will get the opportunity to enter. "

The nine-pole formation Wang Ping arranged already had water veins and earth veins. The fire veins were what Wen Yang had promised. The remaining ones were gold veins and wood veins. The wood veins had "The Art of Gathering Wood" and "The Art of Fine Wood" ", that is to say, there is only one gold vein left, and there should be many gold veins waiting to be taken on the Zhongzhou Continent.

In the past, he was not qualified to buy and sell products of this level, but now that he has been promoted to the third level and has the third seat in Daozang Hall, it should not be too difficult with just a small gold vein.

These inputs are necessary.

Because what Wang Ping is planning now is the fourth realm, he needs a more powerful backyard to provide him with intelligence and plunder resources!

After Zhao Wan nodded in agreement, Taoist Yucheng said: "The main thing now is to stabilize people's hearts. Let's do this. You call the heads of each courtyard to my small courtyard, and I will talk to them personally."

"Yes!"

Taoist Yucheng left like this with Zhao Wan.

Wang Ping felt the silence of the garden and carefully thought about the causes and consequences of this incident.

The main reason for the current losses is the lack of knowledge in Qianmu Temple. If it were replaced by other veteran third-level monks, there would still be two or three second-level monks in the sect, and some small means of defense would be easy to capture.

Furthermore, he underestimated Wu Lang's cruelty. He was so cruel that he would not even spare his own people!
  Thinking of Wulang, he took out the wooden box that Zuo Xuan gave him. Wulang's memories were all in it. According to the information Wang Ping currently has, it shows that Wulang, 'First Day' and Taiyin evil cultivator have Contact, or even some of the secrets of Taoist Xiuyu are among them.

"Don't you dare to look?" Yu Lian asked.

"Do you think he was able to hide for so long just by relying on himself?" Wang Ping asked rhetorically.

"what's your plan?"

"Now the initiative is in my hands. I want to see Taoist Xiuyu's reaction. The third meeting mentioned by Taoist Ziluan may be the best place. Taoist Ziluan will definitely make a fuss about this matter. He is not like in You act so harmless in front of me!"

"That's true!"

When Yu Lian answered, Wang Ping sensed something was wrong with the communication token, and the spiritual consciousness in his body automatically emerged. A spiritual thread fell from the sky and connected his communication token.

When Wang Ping's consciousness penetrated it, he heard a very distant voice: Connect the communication token in half an hour to discuss the voting for the two new three seats in three days.

It was so direct that Wang Ping felt a little uncomfortable.

Wang Ping stood up, looked around, took out the 'Shuiyue Bell' from the storage bag, activated the illusion that was originally placed on the mountaintop dojo, and told the boy guarding the door outside: "Don't let anyone disturb me."

The boy outside the door received the order and immediately reported to Zhao Wan, who had just comforted the disciples in the door with Taoist Yucheng. Zhao Wan couldn't help but look at the ruins of the front hall, and once again felt his own insignificance, and then looked at Towards the top of Qianmu Mountain, it is still beautiful there.

But he only glanced at it and then looked away, as if looking at it for a long time would violate some serious taboo!
  Half an hour flies by.

Wang Ping put his consciousness into the communication token on time, and the surrounding illusion appeared again, but this time it was not in the palace of Linshui Mansion.

This place is much more solemn than the palace in Linshui Mansion!
  For Wang Ping, what he saw was an illusion, but this should be a real place in reality. In front of him was a red painted wall with abstract paintings and portraits of two saints, Jiutian and Taichu. There are three large incense sticks as thick as thumbs on the incense table below.

There are more than twenty portraits of true monarchs on both sides of the two saints. The last true monarch is of the demon clan at first glance. There are six true monarchs: tiger demon, bull demon, snake demon, monkey demon, rat demon, and pig demon.

In the world of spiritual practice, it has become an iron rule that the true king must be worshiped. Wang Ping had many speculations a long time ago, but these speculations were buried in his heart and have not been awakened now.

There is a portrait of Fujun under each Zhenjun's seat. The portrait of Xiaoshanfujun is located under the Huishan Zhenjun's seat. Parallel to Xiaoshanfujun are Wuma Taoist and Zhongde Taoist.

This is the current inheritance of "Taiyan Talisman"!

It is worth mentioning that there are only the governors of the five Xuanmen sects on the wall. This is because the governors of the two sects of Tianmen and the Yao clan are not included in the worship of the monks of the third realm present.

After Wang Ping instinctively observed the front wall, he then looked at the surrounding scene. This was a hall. Wang Ping guessed that the exit was behind him, but in the illusion, it was in a gray state. The walls on both sides were carved with Taoist various figures. There are many kinds of legendary murals, the most conspicuous of which is the legend of two saints who conquered heaven and created creatures.

As for the furnishings in the hall, the most obvious ones should be the five cloud beds in front of the incense table, and the rest are only six large pillars of red painted wood.

The third seats are also divided into priorities. The five three seats who can sit on the clouds are naturally ranked first. Waiting again are the first batch of three seats when the Daozang Hall was established, and waiting again are the seats chosen when the Xia Dynasty was established. Among the three seats that have been entered, the last one is like Wang Ping, who has joined in the last four to five hundred years.

Of course, if divided according to strength, it will be another scene, but after all, the five sects of Xuanmen are based on 'humanity', and 'humanity' pays attention to a 'ritual', and the emperor walks in reality, The basic order in Zhongzhou was maintained, and the 'etiquette' was implemented.

"Fellow Taoist Changqing..."

A voice came from the side.

Wang Ping turned around and looked, but it was Wu Quan. He was wearing the gray robe of the cave door, with a layer of lavender silk on the outside, and a whisk in his hand.

"Friend Wu Daoist."

Wang Ping cupped his fists and saluted politely.

Wu Quan chuckled, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist first..."

He pretended to congratulate, and then changed the topic: "I heard that something unfortunate happened in Qianmu Temple. This... Taoist friend has just been elected to the third seat, but most of his own dojo will be destroyed. I don't know how to find out." Who did it?"

His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, but it was just enough to reach the ears of the third person sitting nearby.

The destruction of a third-seat dojo was big news. This had not happened for hundreds of years, and it was a newly promoted third-seat.

"I heard that someone blew up the spiritual veins in his body, and he was a fire spirit." This sentence was said by Gan Xing.

　There are a lot of things at the end of the year, and when I have no choice, I will update the [-] words later!

　　
  　
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