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

After the dark road to heaven appeared, the creatures of the mansion knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

The gatekeeper, Uncle Qin, was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely.

At that moment, he was filled with remorse: If I had known it would alarm the master, I would never have dared to let him in!

"In the past, some creatures even threw thousands of gift boxes, overflowing the pavilion; but it didn't alarm the master!"

"There are far fewer gift boxes this time than before, so why has it alarmed the master?"

"Could it be that the master has caught me taking kickbacks? Or that he has caught me having illicit affairs with the harem? But those women in the harem, the master only kept them as ornaments!"

"He shouldn't care!"

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The doorman was drenched in sweat.

At this moment, he saw the steward and the noble lady being squeezed to the ground by the dark clouds, and for a moment he wished he could take their place: "If I were squeezed into a corner by the dark clouds, I wouldn't have to be so afraid."

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Glug!

Two Crows Taoist swallowed hard. He looked at the key in his hand, then at Wang Quan, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Brother... you've struck it rich!"

"The owner of this dark road is probably the owner of this mansion!"

"From now on—don't forget me!"

Wang Quan smiled: "I will never forget you!"

The Taoist priest Liangya beamed with joy.

A moment later, Wang Quan stepped onto the dark road.

As soon as he stepped into it, he saw time and space change, and the dark road flowed by, as if he were traveling in a boat.

He saw blue skies and white clouds, cities on a starry river, and even traveled through the starry river.

It might be a moment, or it might be a day.

The surrounding scenery remained fixed and eventually transformed into a house.

The room was empty, with only a gaunt old man sitting in the middle. Apart from that, there was no furniture, no maids, and no strange creatures playing music or singing.

Whoosh!

The dark road flowed from Wang Quan's feet, rolled back onto the old man's head, and transformed into a long black hair.

Wang Quan bowed and said, "Friends, fellow Daoist!"

The old man looked exactly like a human, with a kind face, but the surrounding space was distorted, collapsed, and turned pitch black, as if black flames were burning.

Upon hearing the title "Wang Quan," he immediately laughed: "You little rascal, you actually call me 'fellow Daoist'?"

"You probably have no idea how big the gap is between us!"

Wang Quan blinked: "You call me 'young friend,' so it's only natural that I call you 'fellow Daoist!'"

As he spoke, he patted his treasure pouch, which jingled as a large number of tokens given to him by the creatures of the underworld hung from his waist: "Fellow Daoist, I have many friends and a wide circle of acquaintances."

"However, knowing you, fellow Daoist, is my greatest blessing at present."

The old man laughed heartily: "I am the spirit Rouhao; your acquaintance with me is not only the greatest blessing you have now, but also the greatest blessing of your entire life."

Wang Quan laughed: "Then, greetings to the Gentle-Haired Spirit!"

The Soft-Haired Ghost God laughed heartily: "You're an interesting person; you're not afraid of me at all."

Wang Quan sighed, "If you were to kill me, it would be as easy as turning your hand; whether I am afraid or not, it will not change your mind."

Rouhao the Ghost God paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's true!"

"Young friend, there's no need for me to beat around the bush with you. I invited you here today because I value that you are a living person."

"Moreover, it was only because you are a living person with the status of a third-grade Daoist master that I invited you to meet me."

Wang Quan was taken aback: "Fellow Daoist, you were able to see through my disguise?"

The Gentle-Haired Ghost God nodded: "I'm more familiar with Daoist script than you are with it."

"As for your Level Two Underworld Authority, I... am also aware of it."

"So naturally I can see through you."

Hearing this, Wang Quan smiled: "Then... I wonder if there's anything you need me to do for you?"

The Soft-Haired Ghost God laughed and said, "Help me find something, or a certain creature."

"If you're willing to help, I'll give you a mansion in the underworld so you can settle down."

The king remained silent.

Looking for something, or a living being.

The reward is a mansion?

interesting!

That's really interesting.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because you're human!"

Wang Quan was completely bewildered.

The gentle spirit explained, "The thing or creature I'm asking you to find is too tempting to the beings of the underworld; once they discover it, they will surely steal it."

"But you are human, and are not tempted by it."

"That's why it's most likely to be sent to me."

Wang Quan thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay!"

"What are the characteristics of that thing or creature?"

After a moment of hesitation, Rouhao the Ghost God sighed, "It should now be a statue; this statue has three heads and six arms, a blue face and fangs; and six ribbons flowing from its body."

"The moment any living being sees it, it will know: it is called—the Statue of the Western Ghost Emperor; or the Statue of the Western God Emperor."

hiss!

Wang Quan gasped, exclaiming, "The statue of the previous Five Ghost Emperors?"

The Soft-Haired Demon God laughed heartily: "Does it matter?"

Wang Quan thought for a moment: "It's not important!"

"But... if the news leaks, will the current Five Ghost Emperors kill me?"

Rouhao Ghost God laughed: "Within the Imperial Tomb City, there are countless rumors and gossip about the previous Five Ghost Emperors."

"When have the Five Ghost Emperors ever paid any attention to this?"

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay!"

"So, where might this ghostly or divine statue appear?"

The Soft-Haired Ghost Emperor sighed, "In the streets and alleys, in the sewers; wherever it is dark, it appears."

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he thought of the dark alley.

He felt that the darkest place in the city was the alleyway.

"How can I contact you after I find you?"

"Just burn incense and call out my name!"

"good!"

As he spoke, the Soft-Haired Ghost God waved his hand, and two keys landed in his hand.

The key was bronze in color and covered in rust.

A key made of gold, gleaming brightly.

"The mansion represented by the bronze key is payment I made in advance!"

"The room represented by the golden key is what you deserve for the gift you gave."

Wang Quan carefully put away the key. In the next breath, a strand of hair from the soft, ghostly hair fell down and transformed into a black path, sending him out.

Travel through starry rivers, through hundreds of cities, through blue skies and white clouds, and even through the second world and some unknown strange regions.

The bizarre scenes flashed by, and when Wang Quan came to his senses again, he found himself standing at the entrance of a mansion.

At the entrance of the mansion, a group of bloodline demons were raising keys and shouting at the gatekeeper who was blocking their way.

Among them, the two crow-headed Taoist priests jumped the loudest: "We are residents of this house, why won't they let us in?"

"Why should we have to use the alleyways just because those trash use them?"

"We must enter through the main entrance in a fair and square manner!"

The gatekeeper of the courtyard was also an old man. He crossed his arms, looked up at the sky, pointed his chin at the crowd, and mocked, "You bunch of peasants, you only deserve to use the side gate of the alley."

The Taoist priest Liangya was not convinced. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach the gatekeeper a lesson.

As a result, in the next instant, the throne was laid down.

After a moment's hesitation, the many descendants of ghosts and gods immediately surrounded him, saying, "Fellow Daoist, it's been so long! We've missed you dearly!"

"Fellow Daoist, what did that old man say to you?"

"Brother, how many seats did that master grant you?"

The doorman, watching Wang Quan, rolled his eyes and asked, "Hey, what color is your key?"

"gold!"

Wang Quan revealed the key.

boom! boom! boom!

After the gatekeeper punched and kicked the two crows and other descendants of ghosts and gods until they were staggering, he rushed to Wang Quan's side immediately.

After quickly checking the information in the key, he immediately bowed and scraped.

"A distinguished guest of your status doesn't need to bother with these commoners!"

"From this day forward, you are a distinguished guest of the 95th Ring, the 95th City, the 95th Courtyard of our Imperial Tomb City!"

"Honored guest, please come in!"

"Distinguished guest, watch your step!"

"Honored guest, would you like a doorman? I have a nephew who is strong and robust, and also possesses supernatural powers; he is the best at cleaning and guarding the gate!"

"Just let him sleep in front of your door!"

"My eldest nephew also has the surname Qin!"

"Oh, not someone surnamed Qin? I have a nephew surnamed Dong!"

"You don't want it either?"

"Honored guest...would you like a bed warmer?"

"There are octopus, serpentine, rabbit, and other types..."

"You don't want them either? You want those peasants outside to come in with you?"

"Alright, since you're a distinguished guest!"

"Hey, you bunch of peasants, get up! Lord Sprinkling Flowers is calling you to travel with him. Why aren't you thanking him?"

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