There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Chapter 348 Yang Hou’s Entry

Guangxuan arrived at Qianmu Temple at the beginning of the Dharma Assembly. He flew directly to Wang Ping's dojo, greeted Wang Ping and then went to the small courtyard of Taoist Yucheng in the back mountain.

Both he and Taoist Yucheng will be present at the Dharma Assembly, but Wang Ping no longer needs to pay attention to the affairs of the sect.

After the sect's ceremony began, Wang Ping went to the attic of the barrier formation that was about to be completed halfway up the main peak of Qianmu Mountain. The main structure of the attic was completed, and the auxiliary building was set up in the fire courtyard and was almost completed.

Wang Ping could now control the puppets and start arranging the magic circle runes in the main building, but he was not so disappointed. After all, it was the Spring Festival, and everyone wanted to rest during the Spring Festival. If he started to do things, no one in the sect would dare to rest.

So, he walked around and stayed in his dojo honestly, waiting for the visits of his disciples and guests.

After the Dharma assembly in the front hall ended, Wang Ping personally went to the basement where he stored wine, selected a pot of fine aged rice wine, sat in the pavilion on the edge of the dojo, and leisurely watched the competition between the disciples of each academy.

At this moment, Zuo Xuan's identity flickered on the edge of the sky, and in the blink of an eye she landed next to Wang Ping.

Zuo Xuan's current dojo is also in Qianmu Temple, and some of her disciples are going to participate in today's competition. The leader is her direct disciple Zuo Liang.

When Wang Ping was about to greet Zuo Xuan, a strong wood spirit energy suddenly burst out from deep in the jungle behind the mountain.

Someone is entering the country.

It's Yang Hou!

He had been in seclusion for decades, and at the critical moment when his life was coming to an end, he finally reached the threshold of entry.

"I know how to choose a day!"

The raindrops fell into the sky above the pavilion and chuckled.

Wang Ping's consciousness floated, and he turned into little streams of light, appearing in the place where Yang Hou was retreating. Yang Hou was sitting in the center of the fixed magic circle, using the spiritual veins in his body as a guide to pull the wood spirit, trying to integrate the wood spirit into his body. Within the sea of ​​​​qi, it brought about the vision of heaven and earth.

He had done a good job in the preliminary preparations. The wood spirit's thoughts were stable and were very compatible with the spiritual veins in his body. At this moment, it was slowly integrating with the spiritual veins in his body and moving into the sea of ​​​​qi.

This step is very dangerous. If you are not careful, the wood spirit may become rebellious, which will eventually lead to the failure of the promotion and make the spiritual veins in the body of the promoted person go out of control.

"His mood is very stable and he is extremely close to being situation-free. As long as no one disturbs him, there will be no problem with his promotion."

Yu Lian appeared next to Wang Ping, shrank her body and lay on his shoulder.

When the words fell, Zuo Xuan also appeared next to Wang Ping and answered: "Use your own Qi sea and spiritual veins to fuse a wood spirit to meet the conditions for entry. The senior who created this technique is also bold and practices this technique. The Dharma is like crossing a single-plank bridge all the time. If you don't pay attention, you will fall off the cliff."

However, Yu Lian said: "It is very simple to enter this technique. As long as you adjust your own consciousness and the consciousness of the spirit body to maintain a balance and not be polluted by mortal desires, it is basically impossible to have an accident."

Zuo Xuan shook his head, "But if something goes wrong, it will be impossible for gods to save you!"

"As long as he waits until the third stage, cultivates the soul, and completely surrenders the wood spirit consciousness, then the sky will be high and birds can fly, and thousands of years of freedom are waiting for him!"

"Easy but the hardest."

The last sentence was summed up by Taoist Yucheng. He gave Zhao Wan full responsibility for the inner sect's competition.

Then, Guangxuan also turned into a stream of light and fell behind Wang Ping.

"Currently, there are six people inside the gate waiting for the opportunity to enter the country. They are all leaders of each hospital. I estimate that the opportunity to enter the country will only be in the past few years. It would be great if it goes as smoothly as Yang Hou."

Taoist Yucheng said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Guangxuan's face was full of envy, and he looked at the mountains of Qianmuguan. At this moment, he truly felt that Qianmuguan had grown into the overlord of the party.

"Isn't Fellow Daoist Liu Chang here?" Wang Ping and Guang Xuan were looking for a topic. Liu Chang was an important hub for them to contact Linshui Mansion.

"His cultivation is different from ours. He misremembered the time and had to sleep until noon before waking up. When he wakes up, he will come over." Guangxuan replied with a smile. "Let's go to my dojo and have a drink."

"Okay!"

After Wang Ping finished talking to Guangxuan, he greeted his master again, greeted Zuo Xuan and returned to the mountain top dojo.

Not long after, the long piano sound sounded again in the deserted garden. This time it was Zuo Xuan who was playing. Her piano sound was lighter than Hu Qianqian's, but slightly colder and not as out-of-the-box as Hu Qianqian's.

Wang Ping and Guang Xuan were playing chess in the pavilion on the edge of the garden. The stove next to them was boiling rice wine. While they were tasting the wine, they were commenting on the competition among the inner disciples below, and occasionally clinking glasses with wine.

At the end of the two chess games, the competition below was almost over. There were a total of sixteen remaining disciples, six of whom were from Zuo Xuan's lineage. The weapon cultivator did have an advantage in the competition.

Wang Ping's chess opponent also became Zuo Xuan. Her chess skills were just about the same as Wang Ping's. Wang Ping finally found some fun in playing chess, while Guang Xuan sat on the top of the pavilion and beat a small bronze drum. It sounds pretty good.

Before he finished playing a game of chess with Zuo Xuan, Liu Chang rushed to the dojo on the top of the mountain in a hurry. Seeing the game between Wang Ping and Zuo Xuan, he immediately came over with interest.

Yu Lian saw this and said, "Little guy, let's play the next game!"

The 'little guy' she refers to is Liu Chang. Theoretically speaking, she is right to call him that. Compared to Yu Lian's current body, Liu Chang is really a little guy in her eyes.

"Hurrah!"

Liu Chang didn't care about Yu Lian's rudeness.

As soon as the chess game between the two of them started, Hu Qianqian and other juniors came to the mountaintop dojo together, making the dojo more lively.

When the game between Wang Ping and Zuo Xuan was about to end, he greeted Shen Xiaozhu who was chatting with Hu Qianqian in the distance: "Xiaozhu, go with your junior brother to take out some of the century-old wine from my cellar."

"Okay, Master!"

Shen Xiaozhu agreed and greeted Xia Wenyi, who was observing the chess game between Yu Lian and Liu Chang, but Xia Wenyi did not move because he was fascinated by the game and would discuss it quietly with Liu Chang from time to time.

"Snapped!"

Shen Xiaozhu walked over and hit Xia Wenyi directly on the head.

Xia Wenyi was startled, and when he saw it was senior sister, a smile appeared on his face again, and asked: "What's the matter, senior sister?"

"Master asked us to get wine."

Just as Shen Xiaozhu and Xia Wenyi were walking to the cellar behind the courtyard, Zhang Xinghuai, Su Hai and Wang Yang came to the dojo on the top of the mountain together. When they greeted Wang Ping one by one, Yang Rong also walked into the courtyard with a happy face. She He won the first place in the competition just now.

"Xiao Rong, come here!"

Wang Ping greeted Yang Rong happily, and the latter immediately trotted to the pavilion obediently. When Wang Ping smiled and turned his eyes to the warm rice wine next to him, Zhang Xinghuai immediately stepped forward and picked up the wine pot and the empty porcelain bowl. Pass it to Wang Ping.

"You're doing well, but you still have a long way to go in practice. You have to keep up your efforts, you know?"

While Wang Ping was talking, he stood up and poured a glass of wine himself and handed it to Yang Rong. Perhaps it was the tragedy of Liu Ling and Zhao Yuer that made him fall in love with Yang Rong.

"Thank you, Master!" Yang Rong was so happy when she took the wine.

(End of this chapter)