Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

"Don't stop, speed up!" Wang Quan shuddered upon hearing the voice and urged the round-faced Taoist nun.

The Taoist nun was puzzled, but she still picked up a small whip and lashed Yunduo a few times.

The clouds wriggled, sprouting wings from their sides, flapping them with a whoosh, and ran even faster.

Fearing being whipped, Xiangyun sprouted four legs and chased after it wildly.

"Brother, please wait! I am the hunchback!"

A faint sound came from behind.

The round-faced Taoist nun hesitated for a moment, then slowed down: "Junior brother, it's those scapegoats."

"They've probably come to collect their wages!"

Wang Quan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "Wages? I haven't even run away yet, and they've already run away. What right do they have to ask for wages?"

"Deduct one-third of their wages!"

The round-faced Taoist nun shook her head: "No!"

"Um?"

"Two-thirds should be deducted."

"good!"

The clouds folded their wings and stopped, and the auspicious clouds carrying the hunchbacked old man and others caught up.

"Brother Sahua, why are you running so fast?" the hunchbacked old man asked, puzzled. "Although what we do is a bit unethical, it's not to the point where everyone hates us!"

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "I still have to deal with the anomaly in the next place. I'm anxious, so I'll naturally walk faster."

The hunchbacked old man coughed and chuckled, "Brother Scattering Flowers, could you pass on your method of clearing away the anomaly to us?"

A round-faced Taoist nun sneered, "You're all just content to be cannon fodder, why are you even trying to improve yourselves?"

The hunchbacked old man chuckled awkwardly, "Well... we also want to clean up more anomalies and contribute to the development of the cultivation world."

Wang Quan smiled: "I can teach you!"

Upon hearing this, the hunchbacked old man and the others were overjoyed.

Because, despite having dozens of people and using so many magical artifacts, spells, and refined tools, they couldn't even kill one of the anomalies.

Even the smoke formed by the abnormal domain couldn't stop it.

As a result, Wang Quan easily resolved all the anomalies with a simple task.

This method is a hundred times more sophisticated than theirs.

Even if they learned only a third or even a tenth of what they know, let alone the whole thing, it would still be better than what they are capable of now.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

The hunchbacked old man and others expressed their gratitude repeatedly.

The round-faced Taoist nun standing nearby asked in surprise, "Junior brother, you..."

Wang Quan smiled and asked, "So, what kind of reward can you give me?"

The group scratched their heads, some saying they would give him a magical artifact, some saying they would give him a elixir, and others saying they would give him a green worm.

Wang Quan shook his head: "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Just give me a set of first-tier external elixir to replenish my mana!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's lips twitched.

This type of external alchemy is expensive and few people buy it.

but.....

"No problem!" The hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth and stamped his foot. "I'll buy a set right now."

"Um!"

The hunchbacked old man called his friends together, and after some debate and discussion, they finally pooled their money to buy a set of first-tier external pills to replenish their mana.

As Wang Quan approached the second unusual refining point, two sword lights whistled in from afar.

One of the sword lights landed in front of the round-faced Taoist nun. The sword light dissipated, revealing a flying sword that looked like a bird, with a money pouch hanging from its tassel.

This is the cash she used her own savings to exchange for Wang Quan.

The second sword light landed in front of the hunchbacked old man, and the sword light dissipated, revealing a hundred treasure pouches hanging from the sword tassel.

The treasure pouch contains a set of first-stage external pills that replenish mana.

The flying sword trembled, made a sound, circled the two of them once, and then whistled away.

The money pouch is in hand.

The external alchemy was acquired.

Wang Quan was in a good mood: Now the anomaly of the second Refining Fiend Ground can be dealt with.

He unleashed his magical power to control the second set of first-stage external pills, and then circulated the fundamental technique to replenish his magical power.

Before long, they went down the river and arrived at the second alchemy site.

This place is also in the middle of the river, where large ships are used to draw water from the riverbed to refine evil spirits.

The technique practiced here is [Jiangyin Sha]. This Sha energy can clear away damage caused by Yang-type Sha energy and lightning and fire, and is specifically designed to counter Yang-type spells.

At this time, large ships were scarce below; many of the ships used for refining evil spirits had left.

Wang Quan did not immediately descend, but instead cast a spell to create a mirror that illuminated the mountains on both sides and the hidden currents in the river. "My method for clearing the anomaly is very simple: it is a combination of three types of magic: feng shui, rituals, and earth veins."

"No matter how powerful the anomaly is, if we use these methods to suppress it by leveraging the undercurrents of rivers and the terrain of the mountains on both sides, they still won't be able to withstand it."

Although the hunchbacked old man and others had mastered some magic and knowledge in this area, they did not have enough knowledge of Taoist scriptures and their understanding was not deep enough, so they could not possibly integrate this knowledge.

At this moment, as Wang Quan explained, they suddenly understood.

Wang Quan explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, even using magic to simulate and visualize the mountains on both sides and the undercurrents in the river, teaching them step by step.

The hunchbacked old man and others studied diligently and became addicted to it.

After giving his instructions, Wang Quan said, "Now I'm going to cast a spell."

"Watch my moves!"

As he spoke, he waved to the Nu River, and water surged into the air, transforming into a mirror-like surface before him.

The hunchbacked old man and the others stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing any details.

When the king spoke, he spoke the Dao, and what came out of his mouth was the Daoist scripture.

With the water reflecting the sky, one can easily see the deepest part of the riverbed without the aid of eyes.

The hunchbacked old man and the others exchanged a quiet glance, their spirits low.

They had to use so much effort and waste so many eyes to see the anomaly at the bottom of the river.

As a result, this Flower-Scattering Taoist didn't use any magical artifacts or eyeballs; he simply used a random spell to resolve the situation.

"They're both cultivators, how come his magic is so powerful?"

"Could it be that he has studied tens of thousands, or even twenty or thirty thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures?"

As they pondered, they saw many anomalies and demonic structures appearing in the water mirror.

To the surprise of the king and everyone else:

These unusual things actually happened to be having a meeting together.

An anomaly stood on a boulder, gesturing and chattering.

The person below nodded repeatedly.

There was something unusual about this: someone took a stone slab, lifted a rib, and started taking notes on it, diligently trying to understand the spirit of the meeting!

Is this still abnormal?

Why are so many unusual people gathered together, not fighting each other, but instead holding a meeting to learn from each other?

Does it fit?

Is it normal?

Wang Quan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, I will now cast a spell to create ley lines here, connecting them with the ley lines of the mountains on both sides. With the help of the undercurrents in the river and the terrain of the mountains, I will suppress them."

The hunchbacked old man and the others stared wide-eyed, eager to know what method Wang Quan used to quickly create the earth veins and connect the mountain ranges on both sides, each spanning four hundred miles.

Whoosh!

The purse was turned upside down, and millions of coins fell out.

Mana consumption...

A thousand ways....

Five thousand paths...

Ten thousand paths...

Click!

However, the earth's veins rise up to a height of three or four feet, connecting to the mountain ranges along the riverbank.

Then, everyone saw chains emerge from the riverbed, entangled with many strange things, and being dragged little by little towards the bottom of the river.

These anomalies screamed in terror, their bodies billowing with various kinds of smoke, releasing their domains, and desperately trying to break free.

However, no matter how bizarre their methods were, they could not break free from the suppression of the mountains thousands of meters high.

One breath...

Ten breaths...

Thirty breaths...

Wang Quan smiled: "Everyone, have you grasped the meaning now?"

Everyone remained silent.

Wang Quan frowned, looking at the hunchbacked old man with expectant eyes: "Have you grasped the profound mystery of my magic?"

The hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth: "More money and more magic power—that's the way to go!"

Wang Quan smiled and clapped his hands in praise: "Excellent understanding!"

The hunchbacked old man said, "Brother Daoist, we've already grasped this profound mystery; so... could you please return our tuition fees?"

Wang Quan was displeased: "What nonsense are you spouting? If you had already understood it, why was it useless? Why did you flee in such a panic?"

The hunchbacked old man sighed sadly, "Poor! No money!"

Wang Quan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Work hard, earn money, and one day you'll become rich!"

A young female nun nearby choked up, saying, "We tried so hard and diligently to learn from you, and now we're even poorer!"

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"