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

The first thing Wang Quan checked was the Celestial Survey Treasure.

After studying the detailed information in the access permissions, he finally understood:

The Celestial Treasure is actually a combination of many 12th-order treasures: as few as 108, as many as 360, or even over 1,000.

Upon seeing this explanation, Wang Quan gasped twelve times.

"Good heavens, not even the special five-colored altar, I don't even have the most basic magic weapon."

"So the sect actually used hundreds, even thousands, of twelfth-tier magic treasures to assemble a Sky-Patrolling Magic Treasure?"

"How powerful is this celestial patrol artifact?"

At this moment, he could not imagine it.

Because he didn't even know what the power of a first-tier magic weapon was, let alone the power of a twelfth-tier one.

As for the Sky-Patrolling Magic Treasure, which is a combination of numerous twelfth-order magic treasures, it is beyond his knowledge and imagination.

For the first time, he realized that the sect was a bit too complicated.

call!

"If the Celestial Patrol Treasure is this powerful, then what about the Dao Court?"

He took a deep breath and checked the [Drowning Court].

Then—silence.

Because the [Drowning Path Court] is an even larger magical artifact composed of at least a hundred or so celestial patrol treasures from the Drowning Path.

"So, the 'Worldly Dao Court' is perhaps composed of three thousand unorthodox sects, eight hundred side sects, and one hundred and eight orthodox sects?"

He continued to examine it.

Then, things turned out exactly as he had expected.

The celestial treasures form sects and courts, and these sects and courts together form the [Worldly Courts].

"If I summon the [World's Dao Court] attack, will it clear away all the abnormal weather outside Stone City?"

Wang Quan's vision.

But the next moment, he doubted himself: "[The Heavenly Court] can't do it."

"If it were possible, why would I need to summon the Dao Court to attack? Those bigwigs have already personally controlled the Dao Court to clear away all the abnormal climate in the far west."

"I can summon the [Drowning Dao Court]'s attack once a year; however, when it's the [World Dao Court's] turn, it can only be summoned once every ten thousand years."

"It seems that the power of this [Worldly Dao Court] is far more terrifying than the [Drowning Dao Court]."

"As for this attack from the [World's Dao Court], it can only be used as a trump card; it must never be used except in a life-or-death situation or in a time of great terror."

"On the contrary, the attacks from the Sky Patrol Treasure and the [Drowning Dao Court] can be used without much concern."

These two permissions seem to have short cooldown times and therefore seem to have little power.

However, Wang Quan felt that even if the power was small, it was still terrifying.

After all, even the lowest-ranking celestial patrol magic treasure is composed of hundreds of twelfth-tier magic treasures.

call!

He exhaled a breath of stale air, adjusted his mindset, and then checked other permissions: Underworld Permissions.

"Since the Western Regions' authority has reached level eight, the Underworld's authority should also be upgraded to level eight!"

However, after he checked it, he was immediately struck by its incredible nature.

Because the authority of the underworld, or rather, the protection of the underworld, has not changed much.

At this moment, his [Underworld Protection] information is as follows:

1: The underworld is your home!

2: You have a slight reputation in the underworld.

3: Earning merit through yin virtue is doubled!

Seeing this, Wang Quan was quite disappointed.

"Even in the underworld, human relationships and social customs apply."

"They have absolutely no regard for virtuous conduct."

"This upgrade to the Underworld's Blessing is pretty useless!"

He was quite disappointed.

But then I thought about it again and felt it didn't matter: "My focus is not on the underworld. Whether the protection of the underworld is strong or weak, it's enough for me. I don't need to ask for too much."

With that thought, he stopped worrying about the underworld and turned to look at Dao Zhuan.

Currently, he is still a [Third-Rank Daoist Master]. In the past six months, his progress in the Daoist scriptures has been very slow due to the lack of Ying Jiaren's support.

"Should I continue waiting for Ying Jiaren to come, or find another Daoist partner? Or... use my own brain as a cheat code?"

Ying Jiaren may take three to five years, seven or eight years, or even ten years to arrive.

How much progress will be delayed by such a long wait?

Find another Daoist partner?

Of the hundreds of Daoist cultivators in Stone City, only Ruo Jinghong caught his eye.

However, if Jinghong's situation is the same as his, she also has a Daoist partner.

The other person's Daoist partner will also come over in a few years.

Neither he nor Ruo Jinghong could do what Meiniang and Ma Qingqiu did; if the two of them were to study the Daoist scriptures together, how would they face each other when their Daoist partners arrived?

This path is also not feasible.

Now, he either needs to plug in his own brain or find a cultivator from the "Idiot Path" to have them brainwash him.

If a cultivator from the "Idiot Path" helps him brainwash, he can quickly gain access to a ton of brains.

However, cultivators of the [Idiot Path] have almost disappeared.

Although Stone City possesses the fundamental principles and numerous spells of the [Idiot Path], no cultivator is willing to practice it.

Because, after practicing spiritual cultivation for a period of time, it's easy to turn yourself into an idiot.

No monk wants to be an idiot.

"So, it seems I have a choice."

"I have no choice but to use my own brain!"

If a typical orthodox Foundation Establishment cultivator had their own brain removed, they could recover completely within one or two hours.

However, the newly recovered brain will need to wait more than ten days before it can be replaced again.

Daoist cultivators, you only need to wait three to five days.

Wang Quan practiced the "Flying Head Technique," so he only needed one day to complete it.

After thinking for a moment, he released his primordial spirit and went to the miscellaneous items hall to exchange for a large white jade water vat.

This water vat contains a large amount of spiritual liquid and has been planted with spiritual plants similar to lotus roots to maintain the activity of the spiritual liquid. It can change size and can maintain itself and suppress the mind.

Besides these, there are other mysteries.

Wang Quan was quite pleased when he saw it.

Therefore, I redeemed one directly.

Because of access restrictions, all the items he redeemed were free.

call!

A burst of magical power landed on the water tank.

Wang Quan recited the scriptures and quickly refined and mastered them.

Finally, the water tank transformed into a cherry-sized bead, which was then hung directly on the waist.

call out!

The Yang spirit emerged from the inner landscape.

Wang Quan's consciousness transferred into Yang Shen, then he lifted his skull, revealing his white brain.

He chanted Taoist scriptures and unleashed cutting spells.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, a large, white head flew out.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

Wang Quan accelerated the recitation of the Taoist scriptures.

He cast hundreds of spells on the brain, including brainwashing, stillness, focus, meditation, and wisdom.

Some of these spells are specifically designed to erase consciousness from the mind.

Some people deliberately keep their minds blank.

Some of these increases in brainpower and intelligence.

After casting a series of spells, Yang Shen spat out a mouthful of magical power onto the water tank.

call out!

The water tank swelled up, emitting a beam of light that dragged the brain inside.

"Then let me see if this brain will be affected by the second layer of the world."

The next moment, after the Yang God cast a restorative spell on his body to spawn a new brain, he picked up the water tank and stepped into the second layer of the world.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The second world was pitch black; even the great sun in the sky emitted a dark, ominous light.

The whole world was filled with the wailing and howling of ghosts.

Countless evils rolled in, like an ocean, rushing towards the golden Yang God from all directions.