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

One of the cultivators, a cultivator specializing in the Body Realm, looked at Wang Quan and said, "Brother Sahua, you can hear our secret communication too, right?"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "When I chat with you, I have never seen you use telepathy."

One of the monks breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, at least you don't know how we talked badly about you when we were jealous of you!"

Royal power.....

Everyone.......

Ying Jiaren said coldly, "Alright, everyone, let's hurry up and eliminate the evil!"

"We still have things to do later!"

"good!"

Everyone became serious, and Wang Quan, Ying Jiaren, and the monk Zhong, who only had two legs left, began to chant the sutra for saving people.

The other monks radiated sunlight.

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

Smoke rose from the wall.

Numerous evils emerged one after another, battling against the "Scripture of Salvation".

This time, however, all three of the salvation scriptures were killed together.

Even with so much evil on the walls, it couldn't withstand it.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a blank area the size of a palm appears.

A dozen or so cultivators unleashed their magical power and began carving Daoist scriptures on it.

As soon as it was carved, evil spirits all around spat and corroded the scripture.

Seeing this, Wang Quan suddenly spoke up: "I will carve the scriptures, and you will use sunlight to block me."

"good!"

Click!

A pair of arms grew from Wang Quan's ribs.

This is not a human arm, but the arm of a vine spirit.

His arms were scarlet, like vines, falling onto the blank wall, where he wrote in a flamboyant, dragon-like style.

Wang Quan wrote the 26000th volume of the Daoist scripture.

The Taoist scriptures written on the vine-like arms were scarlet, as if stained with blood.

At the same time, he recited Taoist sayings and chanted scriptures to save people, thus blessing the scriptures.

Ying Jiaren's Scripture of Salvation and Zhong Xiushi's Scripture of Salvation, carrying much sunlight, suppress all directions.

One breath...

Ten breaths...

One hundred breaths...

Wang Quan had the 26000th volume of the Daoist scripture written on the wall.

The evil beings all around spat, which hissed and emitted black smoke onto the scarlet Taoist scripture, yet the scripture remained intact.

Many cultivators were overjoyed upon seeing this.

A cultivator unleashed his magical power and poured it into the Daoist scriptures.

Some cultivators activated their magical power and continuously drew Taoist scriptures.

Some cultivators even release magical artifacts or even unfinished magical treasures to bless the Daoist scriptures.

Despite numerous blessings, many evils still rush to spit on the Taoist scriptures.

Wang Quan sneered, "So many of your brothers have died, why don't you know when to back down?"

An evil spirit glanced at him, then became agitated, pointing at his ribcage and the vine-covered arm: "Boy, you're one of our own evil beings too, why are you helping humans fight against us?"

"You traitor—you'll die a horrible death!"

Royal power...

He swung his rattan arm and lashed the evil a few times.

A few lashes of the cane tore the evil creature's skin and broke its bones: "Traitor, you killed one of me, but there are a million more!"

"Hey, humans, are you really that comfortable using this traitor?"

"He can betray us today, and he can betray you tomorrow!"

"Listen to me, kill him."

Many human cultivators looked at Wang Quan's side.

Wang Quan coughed, and the rattan arm disappeared, replaced by a fierce tiger arm: "Everyone, why are you all looking at me?"

"Do you perhaps believe I have become evil, or abnormal?"

The cultivators burst into laughter: "How could that be? We were just curious about why your arm is so unique!"

Wang Quan smiled but didn't speak. Instead, he used his tiger arm to form a hand seal, conjured up bolts of lightning and fire, and forcibly stuffed them into the evil creature's mouth.

Boom! Boom!

Several explosions shattered the evil into pieces, but in an instant, everything returned to normal.

Then it continued to hurl insults.

This time, however, Wang Quan ignored the other party and simply recited the "Scripture of Salvation" while repeatedly drawing the Taoist scripture to enhance its power.

Seeing this, the other cultivators stopped having wild thoughts and all used various methods to repeatedly bless the Daoist scripture.

A cup of tea's time...

A stick of incense...

Half an hour...

To Wang Quan's surprise, even with him and Ying Jiaren working together, it was extremely difficult to leave a scroll of Taoist scripture on the wall.

The evil on the wall, having somehow acquired a flag, raised it high, bearing several lines of large characters:

Down with human tyranny!

[Defend my walls!]

Give me liberty or give me death!

We must never bow to justice!

Even if it means death, I will use my evil aura to corrupt them!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The walls surged.

Countless evils surged in from all directions.

Many cultivators frantically released the refined sunlight.

However, they were powerless in the face of overwhelming evil.

The three scriptures for ferrying people fell in turn, but they still couldn't withstand that one scroll of Taoist scripture.

Wang Quan's stubbornness flared up: "Forget about that Taoist scripture!"

"Kill evil!"

"I can tell how stubborn they are and how wicked they are."

"Do you really think they can't kill them all?"

"Go to the cafeteria and get me some food!"

Ying Jiaren chimed in, "Me too!"

The cultivators were overjoyed and hurriedly went to the canteen to get food.

When the food arrived, Wang Quan removed his head, placed it aside, and opened his mouth so that the female cultivators could feed him.

Meanwhile, he used ventriloquism to rapidly recite the "Scripture of Salvation".

One by one, the evil ones disappeared.

But more evil surged forth, pointing at the head that held the king's power and the body that chanted scriptures alone, baring its teeth: "Traitor, you are not human either, why did you slaughter us?"

At this moment, after some evil devoured others, it actually leaned half its body out of the wall and wielded swords to slash at the king's power.

Wang Quan remained silent, but arms sprouted from his ribs, which he rubbed together with thunder and fire, blasting them back.

When Ying Jiaren lost her temper, she cooperated with Wang Quan to crush evil.

Seeing this, many cultivators gritted their teeth and said, "This wall is the last evil structure."

"With the Flower-Scattering Taoist here, let's seize the opportunity and try to carve out a blank space."

"good!"

"Arrange for some people to be transferred from the sunshine!"

As everyone else made their arrangements, Wang Quan suddenly spoke:

"Bring in some more guys who are about to become abnormal, and have them learn and recite the 'Scripture of Salvation'."

Many cultivators were stunned by these words.

Wang Quan frowned: "What are you standing there for?"

"Those cultivators either died abnormally or killed some evil before they died."

"You should know how to choose, right?"

The cultivators nodded in agreement.

Night fell:

One by one, Yin God cultivators who were about to become abnormal appeared around Wang Quan.

They chanted sutras for salvation, and monks poured food onto their spirits.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

As more and more spirits chanted the sutra of salvation, and with the help of abundant sunlight, the evil on the wall was forced to retreat in a short time, eventually carving out a blank space more than ten feet in size.

Some cultivators use spiritual herbs and precious materials to brew pigments, and then use brush-like magical tools to dip into the pigments and write scriptures.

The Taoist scriptures were written down one volume at a time, expanding the foundation of the Taoist scriptures.

However:

As night deepened, even more evil gathered on the wall, preparing to launch a counterattack.

Seeing this, Wang Quan sneered, "Find a way to accelerate the growth of a batch of Yin Spirit cultivators or spirits, let them come in, and have them all cultivate the [Scripture of Salvation]."

These words sent chills down the spines of many cultivators.

Good guy!

If this continues, the king will likely lose his temper and force them to recite the "Scripture of Salvation" soon.

One cultivator muttered, "First, we need to create a batch of Yin spirits and monsters, as well as new cultivators, and lure them in!"

However, some monks objected: "But they will die; and it will consume a lot of resources, is it worth it?"

A cultivator from the Si family suddenly spoke up: "Better to die for a fellow Daoist than for this one!"