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Chapter 80 Meeting an old friend at a party (please subscribe)
  The courtyard of the dojo on the top of the mountain.

Wang Ping drank a cup of tea. The bitter but sweet aroma made him take a deep breath, and then he subconsciously used the wood spirit energy to comb the flowers and plants in the small courtyard.

Yu Lian fell from the sky at this time, seeming to be chewing something in her mouth. When she landed on the stone bench next to her, she swallowed what was in her mouth and said, "I just went to Liu Shuang's dojo, and I caught two pheasants. Her two apprentices helped me bake it, but their skills were not very good, and some places were burnt."

Wang Ping smiled slightly and took out another cup and filled it with tea. Yu Lian quickly picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Didn't you bring me some?"

"I don't have any hands, so I can only bite it with my mouth. Do you want to eat it?"

"... "

"Didn't you learn the art of controlling objects?"

"Uh, I forgot."

They chatted for a while, Wang Ping looked at the sky, got up and walked back to the workshop.

Another three days later.

When Wang Ping sensed the puppet's consciousness fluctuating for a moment, he quickly pinched the spell with his hand and injected part of the conscious instinct that had been prepared into the puppet's body, penetrated into the puppet's internal core, and then spread to the whole body along the formation runes.

The puppet's body lying on the table trembled twice as if it had received an electric shock. Then he straightened his body, turned his neck and the joints of his hands stiffly, and then his eyes actually showed a trace of charm, and he cupped his fists and saluted Wang Ping.

"amazing!"

Wang Ping admired from the bottom of his heart.

Taoist Tongyu let out a low laugh and said: "How about it? My skills are not bad. After you teach him more knowledge, he will even cast some simple spells. If you have a spiritual vein for him to fuse, Maybe you can still enter the country, but the chance is very small.”

Wang Ping nodded to express his understanding.

In the following days of practice, Wang Ping had one more thing to do, which was to teach the puppet some basic knowledge, and the most important thing, alchemy, which directly entered part of Wang Ping's memory.

In this way, in the summer of the third year of Wanfeng, the puppet was finally able to refine the 'power pill' alone.

It was also after the autumn of this year that Liu Shuang completed the marrow cleansing and began to gather Qi before building the foundation. Wang Ping checked the situation in her body and found that she would need to go through this step for at least thirty-five years.

Years are one thing, and on the other hand, she has to endure loneliness. Wang Ping suggested that she learn some fun spells in her spare time. What she finally chose was weapon refining and puppet making.

This is because in a competition at the beginning of the year, she was defeated by Wang Ping's puppet.

By the way, Wang Ping gave his puppet a name called Zihong, and registered it in Daozang Hall as his disciple.

The Spring Festival of Wanfeng 4th Year has just passed.

One morning, Wang Ping had just had breakfast and was going to go to the southern island to stretch his muscles and muscles in order to adjust himself to the irritability caused by sitting still.

However, Taoist Yucheng suddenly sent a message to him and asked him to go to the small courtyard in the back mountain.

During the Spring Festival, he stayed in Taoist Yucheng's courtyard. Liu Shuang also brought her two disciples to play for a few days. He just came back the day before yesterday.

Therefore, Wang Ping was very confused.

With doubts, he and Yu Lian flew directly to the small courtyard at the back of the mountain. When they landed, they saw Taoist Yucheng standing under an ancient locust tree. Wang Ping had already guessed that this locust tree should have been planted by Taoist Yucheng when he was practicing. .

"Master!"

"Well, here we come..."

Taoist Yucheng did not look at Wang Ping. He raised his head and stared at the dense branches of the old locust tree and said: "In recent years, Qianmu Temple has regained its vitality. With the opening of dojos for some third-generation and fourth-generation disciples, the aura of this mountain forest has been restored." It has been restored to its previous level and the old tree has regained its vitality.”

Wang Ping was slightly stunned when he heard these words from his master. This was the first time he saw his master sigh. "This tree was originally left by Yu Xiaofu, the founder of our sect. It almost died in my hands!" Taoist Yucheng said in a calm tone: "It has lost its inspiration and is just a symbol, just like our ancestors. Just like the master."

Wang Ping lowered his head slightly when he heard this and continued to remain silent.

"I came to see you today because of your promotion to the fifth seat of Daozang Hall. Come on, let's go to Sanhe Temple and take you to meet some of our allies in Daozang Hall."

Taoist Yucheng looked at Yulian when he spoke, "Yulian won't go this time."

...

Sanhe Mansion.

There are many waterways here, but there are many mountains and rivers, forming countless underground rivers and underground caves. Some of these underground caves are controlled by little demons, and most of them are the resources of Sanhe Temple.

Taoist Yucheng and Wang Ping landed on the top of a mountain dozens of miles away from the gate of Sanhe Temple. Then the two of them disappeared into a nearby cave. The cave was extremely humid and dark, and there were some obvious miasma and Poisonous and like a maze.

During the flight, Wang Ping's soul felt a sense of discomfort, as if something was blocking the soul's subconscious exploration.

"There are some strange fishes in the underground river here. They can block the detection of the soul and the soul!" Taoist Yucheng explained to Wang Ping through a message.

Wang Ping felt enlightened, and then quietly followed his master, secretly writing down the flight route. After a quarter of an hour or so, he saw a bright light. The next moment, he walked past the light source, and his sight suddenly fell. Become open.

He came to an open and dry cave. The light was brought by a natural sinkhole with a diameter of more than ten feet above his head. Where the light source converged, there was an attic built along the smooth wall of the cave. There was also a pavilion made of gravel outside. A small paved square with herbs and flowers planted around the square.

Taoist Gu Heng was standing in the center of the square, looking like he was waiting for someone.

Seeing Taoist Wang Ping and Taoist Yucheng fall, he first grabbed a handful of his gray beard with his big hand, and then he handed over his hand and said: "The two Taoists were indeed the first to come."

Taoist Yucheng returned the gift and asked, "How many people are confirmed to be coming this time?"

"With the two of us, there are six people in total. According to the covenant, anyone who doesn't come is equivalent to acquiescing to our decision to gather this time. This is also a good thing." Taoist Gu Heng chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ping saw a person emerging from the cave on the other side. He was extremely fast and landed next to Wang Ping in the blink of an eye.

Be a monk!
  And he looks very young, but his cassock is a bit shabby.

After the monk landed, he immediately recited a Buddha's name: "I am a compassionate Buddha. I have met fellow Taoist Yucheng and fellow Taoist Gu Heng..." Then he looked at Wang Ping, but after saying a Buddha's name, he neither asked who it was nor said hello.

"It's fate. I'm afraid we haven't seen each other for twenty years. It's bound to be bad for you to come!" Gu Heng didn't seem to like the monk very much.

Taoist Yucheng just nodded and said hello.

The two of them had no intention of introducing Wang Ping, and the four of them just waited quietly.

Not long after, another person flew out of a dark hole. This time he was dressed as a scholar, and he was a very stylish middle-aged man. After he arrived, just like Luo Yuan, the four of them greeted each other, but He Wangping nodded.

A short while later, a monk stepping on a large cauldron came closer and closer. Wang Ping was stunned for a moment. When he fell down, he quickly greeted him and said, "Senior Yuan Zheng!"

"Well... Hey, are you the little guy from back then? Are you entering the country now?" Taoist Yuan Zheng was a little dazed.

"Haha, what do you think about entering the country with the "Taiyan Talisman" within three years?" Gu Heng laughed and winked at the monk next to him.

"Oh my god, I should have left him in Hushan Country in the first place..."

While Taoist Yuan Zheng was talking, another person flew in. When he landed slowly, Wang Ping was stunned again. It was actually Wu Laodao who was eating and drinking at Qianmu Temple!

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