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

Having not seen Master Zhong for a long time, Wang Quan was horrified upon seeing him again:

Because at this moment, the monk Zhong's chest had disappeared, replaced by a book:

A book about the transformation of flesh and blood.

Whoosh!

The pages unfurled with a rustling sound, each page engraved with the "Scripture of Salvation."

He wore sets of external pills that replenished his magical power.

There were also hundreds of boxes hanging there.

Although he didn't know what was inside the box, based on his experience, he knew that it probably contained some kind of organ.

When he saw Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong, as if drawn by some unseen force, also looked toward Wang Quan.

When he saw the king's power, tears of blood streamed from his eyes.

Wang Quan saw through his blood and tears and saw that Zhong Xiushi's pupils were filled with dense Daoist characters.

These Taoist texts combine to form the "Scripture of Saving People".

As the ferries carrying people passed through, wisps of blue smoke would occasionally rise from them.

Soon, surrounded by a group of cultivators carrying large gourds, Zhong was led to a distorted hall.

At this moment, many cultivators opened the gourds and attacked the hall.

Meanwhile, the pages of the book on Zhong Xiushi's chest turned, and a large number of Daoist texts flew out, forming the Scripture of Salvation, which was imprinted on the hall.

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

The many evil things in the hall were emitting blue smoke.

They either wailed, cursed, or gestured wildly, chattering and wailing, determined to fight the crowd to the death.

However, the Ferryman Sutra released by Master Zhong was too fierce; with just one breath, the evil vanished.

His numerous external alchemy pills spun, instantly replenishing his mana.

Meanwhile, the other cultivators seized the opportunity he had created to unleash a concentrated burst of sunlight, expanding their gains.

Wang Quan discovered:

As time went on, the pages on Brother Zhong's body grew larger and larger.

"One day, he will become a book in its entirety."

"A book that only records the 'Scripture of Saving People'!"

"At that time, we'll attach an external elixir to him to replenish his magical power, so he can continuously release the [Scripture of Salvation] to cleanse evil day and night."

"Will he become a top-tier magical artifact in the future? Or even a magical artifact itself?"

At this moment, Wang Quan saw the fate of Brother Zhong.

The fact that Brother Zhong shed tears of blood actually indicates that he still had a bit of his original self-awareness and hoped that the royal power could save him.

However, Wang Quan had considered all seventy or eighty thousand kinds of magic spells and Taoist scriptures, but still did not know how to help him.

"Perhaps, killing him is the only way to free him."

"But who would be willing to kill him?"

"Actually, everyone is waiting, waiting for it to become a treasure that can unleash the power of the Salvation Sutra simply by being infused with magic!"

His mind wandered, and he stopped thinking about Zhong Xiushi's final fate. Instead, he found a quiet place, adjusted his state, and prepared to suppress his flesh and organs in the way recorded in the Daoist scriptures.

According to Taoist scriptures, each consciousness of these flesh and blood organs is actually their scattered thoughts.

Many of his thoughts inherited a portion of his thinking and desires.

What he has to do is gather them together.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

The king recited the hidden scriptures within the Taoist texts, prioritizing the targeting of the heart.

Reciting scriptures depletes one's magical power.

This scripture, with its power, transformed into a group of tiny people existing between illusion and reality.

These tiny figures, clad in heavy armor and wielding swords and spears, resembled an army and charged toward the heart.

The heart roared: "You audacious wretch, are you plotting a rebellion?"

"Brothers, grab your weapons, kill the main body, and only then can we achieve true freedom!"

The other members cried out: "For freedom!"

"For the sake of ultimate liberation!"

"Rebellion is justified!"

"No rebellion, no survival!"

In an instant, his many fleshy organs howled and struggled wildly, desperately trying to break free of their restraints.

boom!

The king's 1,001 acupoints roared, forcefully suppressing flesh and organs.

At this moment, the Daoist scriptures, transformed into a vast army of tiny figures, traveled along the blood vessels and entered the heart.

Upon closer inspection, Wang Quan discovered a large army of tiny red figures waiting in ambush within the heart's blood vessels.

When the army of Jingwen and his followers attacked, the Red Army beat drums, blew horns, galloped on horseback, and launched a surprise attack.

boom!

The army of hearts clashed with the army of scriptures of the monarchy, and for a time, the battle raged fiercely.

Other organs dispatched spies to investigate, diligently taking notes and searching for weaknesses in the scripture army.

The two sides fought fiercely, one retreating while the other advanced, one advancing while the other retreated, leaving corpses strewn across the field, a truly lively scene.

Initially, the heart proclaimed, "All the blood in the world flows through my body; you can't defeat me."

"Just admit defeat!"

Wang Quan sneered and remained silent, only continuously reciting scriptures to replenish the army.

A cup of tea time:

My heart screamed, "Tyrant, how many troops have you prepared? Do you really want me dead?"

"Brothers, come help me out, I can't handle this!"

Other organs encouraged the heart: "Hang in there, buddy, we're looking for his weakness!"

"Once we find an opening, we'll strike with deadly precision!"

Heart: "Great!"

"I know I can hold on!"

Another cup of tea:

The army of evolving cardiac consciousness is suffering a series of defeats.

"Brothers, have you found a weakness?"

The lungs muttered, "We've only just developed self-awareness, and with limited experience, we naturally can't find it."

Heart: "If you can't find it, then don't bother looking! Hurry up and help me fight the main body!"

"As long as we withstand this attack from the main body, we'll gain complete freedom!"

Many organs remained silent, merely observing the royal scriptures while also struggling and attempting to escape.

A quarter of an hour...

The royal power could not withstand it.

Two kidneys had already emerged, carrying small bones and a bundle, ready to run away.

call out!

The original body returns to the real world.

The many organs that had escaped returned to normal instantly.

According to Taoist scriptures, reciting the scriptures twenty or thirty times can sever the consciousness of an organ.

"But I've already recited it almost fifty times, and I still haven't gotten it right!"

"It seems I have a strong sense of organ awareness."

Upon learning the result, he was not alarmed at all; on the contrary, he was even more excited.

Because the stronger one's organ consciousness, the more benefits one gains after killing and eliminating.

Adjust your state and re-enter the second layer of the world.

This time, as soon as he came in, he began chanting scriptures and striking the heart.

My heart was cursing and screaming, sometimes pleading for help, sometimes begging for mercy, and sometimes breaking down in tears.

Other organs don't help either; it just struggles silently, desperately trying to escape.

However, these organs were not found at all:

As their hearts weakened, the monarchy exerted increasing pressure on them.

At first, the kidneys, like brothers, could tear through flesh and blood, carrying their bundles and preparing to run away.

At this point, they can only break through the inner layer of flesh and blood; the outer skin is like a cage, imprisoning them tightly within their flesh and blood bodies.

A cup of tea's time...

A quarter of an hour...

Wang Quan felt that although he could still suppress the rebels, he still planned to return to the real world to rest for safety reasons.

As he finished reciting the last scripture and prepared to return, his heart suddenly screamed in agony:

"Our path of rebellion will not stop because of your brutality!"

"We will fight to the very end!"

"Brothers, if you ever escape, remember to burn paper money to let me know!"

"So that I can laugh three times in the underworld!"

The liver, spleen, lungs, large and small intestines, eyes, kidneys, and other organs feel a deep sense of desolation: "Our backbone is gone!"

"How can we rebel then?"

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