There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 279 The Misty Immortal Road

In the clouds above Jinhuai City.

Wang Ping calmly observed the noisy city below, while Yu Lian was billowing in the clouds next to her. When she was in the Six Heart Sect, she had to suppress her inner desire for discovery, which made her bored.

The conflict that broke out at the intersection with Mozhou Road was obviously intentional by Ren Kong.

Ren Kong's intention was obvious, he wanted to make a big fuss about Wang Ping's roundup of Wulangmen's disciples, and he had found a backer in advance, but it was not a backer from the Zhenyang Sect, but from Taoist Wuma.

On the eve of the conflict, the Lord of Xiaoshan Mansion called him, Zi Luan and Xiu Yu in front of him, and told a story that was not painful, in order to prevent Xiu Yu from taking the wrong path, and also to defeat Wang Pinghe. Zi Luan.

The three of them tacitly chose to reconcile temporarily.

Zi Luan agreed to Xiu Yu's proposal for a simple reason. Since Xiu Yu was the one to do this, whether it was done or not, it would be none of their business at that time.

As for what Mozhou Road will become, it is not within the scope of consideration of Zi Luan and Xiu Yu, let alone Mr. Xiaoshanfu. In other words, Mr. Xiaoshanfu would like to see Mozhou Road a little messier. Only then will people miss the time when there was no True Yang Sect.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Lian had enough fun, shrank her body and lay on Wang Ping's shoulder, spitting out snake letters.

"I'm wondering if the past that Mr. Xiaoshanfu told about really existed? If it really existed, then the spirituality at that time should be extremely unstable. In this case, how did the monks keep their state of mind from being polluted?"

"Isn't that easy?"

Yu Lian said very softly: "The creatures in the world are the materials that stabilize spirituality, and only one sacrifice is needed to fix it!"

These words were cruel, but Yu Lian's tone was very casual.

Wang Ping was stunned, and he couldn't help but imagine a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. There were countless monks with weird shapes in it. They forcibly used the flesh and blood of countless creatures to stabilize their spirituality.

Chaos is relative!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood is also a kind of order, an order that is completely different from that in Zhongzhou today. Perhaps it is through this kind of order that some people can stabilize their emotions and achieve the state of a true king.

Maybe the world will be in chaos in the future and this kind of order will be repeated!
  Thinking of Wang Ping here, he couldn't help but take a serious look at the bustling Jinhuai City in the west.

He still liked this scene, and was naturally disgusted with the mountains of corpses and seas of blood he imagined in his mind, because that was not the way Wang Ping cultivated.

"Don't think so much!" Yulian reminded Wang Ping in time.

Wang Ping turned his head and looked at Yu Lian, then expelled the bad image from his mind, and then took Yu Lian to his exclusive room on the top floor of the main building of Daozang Hall.

"The Immortal Road is so ethereal." He sighed.

"For fellow Taoists from Changqing, the Immortal Road can be regarded as a thoroughfare, right?"

Yunshan followed Wang Ping, landed on the rooftop, looked at Wang Ping in the room and said, "In the past two days, because of your thoughts, I don't know how many people have fallen on the road to cultivating immortality. Have you ever done this for me?" Did they sigh?"

Wang Ping looked at Yunshan who didn't want to come in, and responded with a smile: "I also started practicing qi step by step. Until now, the most profound thing for me was when I was in Yongming Port. , I clearly feel that my life is not in my hands."

"Are you trying to recreate what happened in Yongming Port?" Yunshan frowned.

"Look at me, do I look like someone who can decide things?" Wang Ping opened his hands, looked down at himself, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Wang Ping must never be hostile to the person in front of him. He has a very high reputation among the lower-level monks and is a member of the Star God Alliance. After hearing the words, Yun Shan thought for a while, and solemnly clasped his fists and said: "Fellow Taoist, peace in this world is hard-won. You have been practicing Taoism in seclusion for many years, and you may have forgotten the sufferings in the world. I know you may not care anymore, but the prosperity of 'humanity' is It makes sense, going against the will of heaven will end badly..."

"It just so happens that this time my Taoist friends are going to the headquarters in Shangjing to register. I just happened to take a look on the way to see what kind of dirty place the holy land is in people's minds. You will know what peace is and what real peace is. suffering."

After he finished speaking, he bowed solemnly and then fell from the rooftop.

Yu Lian said after Yunshan left: "He made me feel so stressed. I felt so small in front of him. I didn't feel this way in front of Mr. Fu."

"Ha ha!"

Wang Ping laughed, and after laughing, his consciousness fell on Zuo Xuan downstairs.

Zuo Xuan had been waiting at the gate for a long time, and she was even more uneasy than Hu Qianqian. After all, the encirclement and suppression of the disciples of the Wulang Sect was the most important case since she took charge of the Daozang Palace.

Unexpectedly, a case that was easy to catch could go wrong.

"Come up!"

The sound in her ears made Zuo Xuan correct her mind. Instead of passing through the stairwell, she flew directly to the rooftop like Yunshan.

"Fellow!"

After she saluted and was about to speak, Wang Ping, who was holding the 'Dongtian Realm Instruction Manual' in his hand, flipped through the slips in his hand and said first: "Two things. The first thing is to find out that a disciple of Taoist Wuma is in The details of Nanlin Road; the second thing is that everything we do must comply with regulations."

"Yes!"

Zuo Xuan accepted the matter and also suppressed what he wanted to report.

As the pacifier of Nanlin Road, Wang Ping could not just go to the scene when something happened and give orders based on his own ideas, or use powerful force to suppress him. In that case, he would only become a joke in the southern cultivation community.

Not to mention Wang Ping, even the second-level monks on both sides chose to leave tacitly after understanding the situation.

the next day.

The chaos at the junction of Nanlin Road and Mozhou Road quietly disappeared, but neither side sent anyone to clean up the dozens of kilometers of scorched earth.

Before dawn, Wang Ping opened the refined magic circle and tried to fuse the 'Tongtian Talisman' once a day.

The world of inspiration here is richer. Although there are no spiritual creatures approaching, the spirituality is extremely stable, and there is an unusually active perception within the stability.

Wang Ping, as usual, became particularly indifferent after finishing his work.

Coincidentally, it was dawning at this time, and the morning market outside Daozang Hall was already noisy. The market seemed to be larger than when Zi Luan was in power.

This is because after Wang Ping came to power, he hired a large number of clerks to handle government affairs. Unlike monks, they had to eat, drink and have sex every day, which drove up market consumption and even increased the rent of nearby yards.

Yu Lian said: "I smell the smell of fresh shrimps. Can I go down and buy some?"

Wang Ping walked to the window and looked at the crowded market in the distance. He felt that because of the spirituality emanating from these people in the inspired world, his indifferent mood was somewhat relieved.

(End of this chapter)