Chapter 1802

"Fine..."

Qiao Huizhu nodded. She lay in He Pingsheng's arms and said: "After Mingyue succeeds, I still want to be the first!"

"Fine!" He Pingsheng chuckled.

"There is one more problem!" Qiao Huizhu suddenly moved her head away from He Pingsheng's arms and said worriedly: "Now the entire Immortal Realm knows the secret of your Ju Bao Pen. If Mingyue and we all go to the Divine Realm, how will Husband keep the secret?"

"Although... you definitely trust us few!"

"But... if something happens, it will be very disadvantageous to you, Junior Brother!"

"This matter must be fully prepared!"

Qiao Huizhu was full of concern and worry.

He Pingsheng smiled, reached out and hugged her again: "Don't worry... I have my own way!"

"Later, let the Heavenly Dao wipe out Mingyue's memory!"

"This doesn't count for anything!"

"Oh!" Qiao Huizhu nodded.

He Pingsheng said: "Alright... I'll go find that guy Mingyue first!"

"Don't be in such a hurry!" Qiao Huizhu pouted: "It's not easy to come here once, and you're coming and going in a hurry... how about..."

"No!" He Pingsheng took a deep breath, suppressing his impulse, and said: "Senior Sister... things are different now!"

"I am now at the Divine General Stage. Although it's just the bottom layer in the Divine Realm, it's still too abrupt in the Immortal Realm!"

"I'm afraid that when I forget myself, not only will I hurt you, but I might also annihilate half of the Immortal Realm!"

"Wait a bit longer!"

"Oh..." Qiao Huizhu lowered her head knowingly and whispered: "You promised me, I must be the first one!"

"Fine!" He Pingsheng patted Qiao Huizhu on the back and said: "I'll go find Mingyue first!"

"You practice this method first, I won't go see Wen Buwan and the others, lest more complications arise!"

He Pingsheng bid farewell to Qiao Huizhu, and the next moment he arrived at Mingyue's Zen hall.

"Amitabha..." Seeing He Pingsheng arrive suddenly, although Mingyue's Buddha heart was stable, he also raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Senior He... back again?"

He Pingsheng sat down in front of Mingyue with a smile and asked: "How is the cultivation going?"

Mingyue said: "Wishing to ascend to the Divine Realm, but alas, there is no Divine Gate!"

He Pingsheng said: "Come... I've brought you the Divine Gate!"

Slap...

He Pingsheng threw the other jade slip directly onto the table in front of Mingyue.

"Amitabha..." Mingyue took a deep breath, his eyes full of curiosity: "This... what is this?"

He Pingsheng said: "You don't need to worry, just take a look first!"

"Fine, fine, fine, fine..." Mingyue tidied up his wide sleeves slightly, then reached out and took the jade slip, placed it on his forehead, and looked at it for two breaths, saying: "This is a method to enter the Divine Realm?"

He Pingsheng nodded.

Mingyue said: "Senior, please wait a moment!"

He continued to watch.

Like Qiao Huizhu, it took a full two incense sticks of time for him to digest the content inside: "Amitabha... Amitabha..."

Mingyue, who had always been calm, was now exceptionally excited, looking somewhat unable to suppress it.

"It's just... where can one find this Divine Spark?"

Soon, a realistic problem was placed before them.

"There is an opportunity!" He Pingsheng looked at Mingyue and said: "Wang Shixiong Mingyue... I obtained some Divine Sparks in the Divine Realm!"

"Besides giving them to my Dao companions, there is one left for you to use!"

"But this thing is extremely precious even after arriving in the Divine Realm!"

"And you know the secret of my Ju Bao Pen!"

"I'll send you into the Divine Realm, how can I guarantee the secret won't leak out!"

"If you can dispel this worry in my heart, I am willing to take you into the Divine Realm!"

He Pingsheng looked at Mingyue quietly.

Mingyue's brows furrowed.

He took a deep breath, then thought for three breaths, and asked: "Senior He..."

"No!" He Pingsheng waved his hand: "In the future, let's still call each other Wang Shixiong and Junior Brother!"

"Fine... Donor He!" Mingyue said: "Can you tell this old monk what the situation is like in the Divine Realm?"

"Fine, no problem!"

He Pingsheng tidied up his Daoist robe, sat upright in front of Mingyue again, and introduced some basic situations in the Divine Realm.

Mingyue pondered for a long while before nodding and saying: "So that's how it is, it's truly fascinating!"

"So speaking, the three thousand Great Dao methods in our Immortal Realm are just fur?"

He Pingsheng said: "It should be said, just fur!"

"Fascinating, fascinating..."

Mingyue seemed to have made some kind of determination, nodding and saying: "Donor He, this old monk is alone and has no other requests. If you can take me into the Divine Realm, this old monk is willing to offer the Divine Servant mark!"

"In this way, it can guarantee that the secret of your Ju Bao Pen will not be leaked!"

"I wonder what you think, Donor?"

This result was something He Pingsheng didn't expect.

He came here just to persuade Mingyue as much as possible to let the Heavenly Dao erase some of his memories.

Now that he is willing to become a Divine Servant, that's the best.

"How about this!" He Pingsheng said: "First, I want the Heavenly Dao to erase your secret about the Ju Bao Pen!"

"Second, after arriving in the Divine Realm, you become my Divine Servant!"

"But don't worry, it's just becoming a Divine Servant, I won't really enslave you!"

"I'm just seeking a guarantee!"

"By then, Wang Shixiong can still come and go as you please!"

The relationship between him and Mingyue is like when he was with Jin Ku, just a guarantee, not really enslaving.

"Amitabha..." Mingyue gladly agreed: "Then many thanks, Donor He!"

He Pingsheng asked again: "I don't know how long it will take Wang Shixiong to finish practicing this 【Heaven-Masking Art】?"

Mingyue said: "Give this old monk a hundred years, it should be about right!"

"Fine!" He Pingsheng's heart moved, and he left this space directly.

The time flow in the Immortal Realm is one hundred times that of the Divine Realm. A hundred years in the Divine Realm is only one year.

Continue!

He Pingsheng continued to practice the 【Divine Fire Expanding Sun Art】.

Unknowingly, another year passed.

This year, He Pingsheng's spiritual sense was always paying attention to the Ju Bao Pen. The array materials in the basin were only strengthened into double copies, not top-tier.

So it didn't take a year, it could be finished in half a year.

In one year, He Pingsheng copied two sets of array materials.

Then he walked out of the dojo, came to Lian Nihong, and threw two sets of Divine Prohibition Array and two sets of Warning Array materials to her, asking her to make arrays.

Everything done, He Pingsheng came to the Immortal Realm again!

At this moment, a hundred years had passed in the Immortal Realm.

Mingyue, this guy, had indeed finished practicing the 【Heaven-Masking Art】 method.

"Wang Shixiong Mingyue!" He Pingsheng took out a Divine Spark and handed it to Mingyue, saying: "After fusing with this thing, you will be a Heavenly God!"

"By then you can ascend to the Divine Realm at any time!"

"Go to the Ninth Heaven first!"

"By the way, drive everyone on the Ninth Heaven down!"

"Wait for me there!"