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

—The chapter number in this chapter was intentionally adjusted; there was a previous one that was wrong, so it was corrected.

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The cicada spirit, the golden beetle, and other spirits played the suona with great effort.

Butterflies, thrushes, and other spirits play the pipa backwards.

Flower fairies, carrying morning glories as flower baskets, fluttered about, smearing alluring fragrances behind the ears of every living being, amplifying their desires.

The other spirits were also singing and dancing, or drinking wine from wine jars, or eating meat from washbasins.

The tables, chairs, and benches would rearrange themselves under the influence of magic, and even if they were smashed by a drunkard, they would grow legs and feet and piece themselves together to hold on for a while.

A Daoist cultivator patted his treasure bag, and a massive amount of vegetables flew out of it.

They tumbled in the air, then jumped down in a 360-degree spin: first they lined up to wash themselves, then they came to the cutting board on their own, waited for the knife to flash, and then jumped into the pot crying.

One by one, the dishes were cooked, sprouted wings, and whistled as they landed on the table.

More and more people are eating and drinking, and more and more creatures are getting drunk.

This moment:

Whether they were orthodox cultivators, practitioners of new methods, or spirits and martial artists, at least two-thirds of them were drunk.

They relied on each other, sharing their troubles and fears about the future.

Finally, they hugged each other and cried.

One of the spirits, heartbroken from drinking, suddenly washed himself clean, jumped into the pot, and roared, "Come on, turn me into braised pork, and let my newly acquainted brothers feast!"

Some of the new cultivators, contemplating their bleak future and their fate after death, even followed this monster to the underworld.

He committed suicide after drinking too much!

He committed suicide because he didn't drink alcohol!

He committed suicide while slightly intoxicated!

In an instant, sorrow spread, and many orthodox cultivators even lost their minds and destroyed their Yin spirits because they could not see the future.

You should know that in the past, even when people died, they would try to preserve their spirit.

At that time, they may go to work at the Human Emperor Banner or work in the Underworld, which can be considered as starting a new chapter in their lives.

But now, they have even destroyed their own spirits, completely severing all ties.

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Auspicious clouds are linked together.

Many Taoist practitioners were drinking and making merry.

Everyone fell silent upon seeing this.

After a moment, Ma Qingqiu sighed, "Good days are almost here, why don't they hold on a little longer?"

He stood up, parted the clouds, and pointed down: "The earth's veins are increasing, and the earth is becoming thicker, reaching a thickness of over 1,500 meters."

"We have rivers, we have vegetation, and we can grow crops now."

Whoosh!

He pushed aside the clouds on the other side and shouted, "Look, this is outside the city!"

"There are green plants outside the city now, and some of the ordinary descendants of those spirits can survive outside the city."

"Everything is getting better!"

Why didn't they persist?

Wang Quan said calmly, "That's right, everything is getting better."

"But...they can't wait."

"They might have to fight against the abnormal weather tomorrow, and then their bodies will end up in places like the Corpse Cave or the Dark Earth."

"No matter how good the future is, it has nothing to do with them!"

Many Daoist cultivators had mixed feelings.

At this moment, Wang Quan stood up and pointed to the many wine jars beside him.

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These wine jars transformed into beautiful women and handsome young men, who began to dance gracefully.

Wang Quan declared loudly, "They have it difficult, but so do we."

"They're working hard, and so are we!"

"They might die tomorrow. We almost perished in the underworld a few days ago."

"If you want to be safe, don't come to the far west."

"They came to the far west because they received promises of various benefits."

"But all we get when we come to the far west are threats."

"Everyone... we will do our best to open up the far west and make it safer."

"Everyone... I hope that in the next few years, you will all be able to start developing your Purple Mansion, just like me."

"Let's strive to have everyone reach the Purple Mansion Realm within a hundred years."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators clapped and praised, "Indeed, they paid with their lives, and so do we!"

"Our situation is even more dangerous than theirs."

"Our most important task now is to complete the first step: opening up the Purple Mansion."

"But...we don't have any magical artifacts!"

"Fellow Daoist, how did you manage to acquire so many magical artifacts in such a short time?"

Wang Quan smiled and recounted how he had used his Foundation Establishment spiritual light to purchase magical artifacts.

After a brief discussion, the Daoist cultivators all agreed, "Alright, we should do the same."

Many Daoist cultivators immediately wrote letters to their hometowns, offering their Foundation Establishment spiritual light in exchange for ordering top-tier magical artifacts from their families and powerful clans.

After everyone finished writing their letters, many Daoist cultivators became unrestrained and dissolute.

They embraced the beautiful women and handsome young men that the wine jars had transformed into and drank the fine wine to their hearts' content.

Everyone, intentionally or unintentionally, indulged themselves, and soon, many people were slightly tipsy.

Mei Niang patted the clouds, and some clouds transformed into a cloud bed, supporting the royal power and then transporting it to her.

"Fellow Daoist, let us celebrate together today and comprehend the Great Dao!"

Many cultivators murmured, "Although Mei Niang isn't as powerful as the [Divine Emperor's Heart], she's still very formidable."

"The true path lies in your shared pursuit of the Great Dao and your mutual advancement!"

Ma Qingqiu nestled against Niu Dali's chest, chuckling, "Fellow Daoist Sahua, why don't you just give in to Meiniang!"

At this moment, many flower fairies came over, surrounding the two of them and playing cheerful tunes.

Mei Niang's eyes sparkled, making Wang Quan's heart itch with desire.

However, he still did not want to cultivate the [Yu Meiren] technique together with Mei Niang.

He knew that once he practiced with her, it wouldn't be long before she would dare to drag others along to practice as well.

"If she only drags female cultivators to study Taoist scriptures from now on, I'll applaud her and let her join."

"I'm afraid she'll get Niu Dali and the others to stab me in the back!"

Thinking of this, he shook his head and refused again.

Mei Niang raised an eyebrow, about to say something, when Ruo Jinghong came over and grabbed Wang Quan, saying, "He's with me!"

"We don't want you to join."

Mei Niang.........

The king was delighted.

"Alright, when you're no longer together, or when you've come to terms with it, let's all cultivate together."

Mei Niang left, leading a group of people, stirring up clouds and mist, to begin her joyful cultivation.

Wang Quan looked at Ruo Jinghong.

Ruo Jinghong raised an eyebrow: "I only helped you because I saw you seemed reluctant."

"Don't overthink it!"

Wang Quan exhaled a breath of stale air: "Good!"

The two chatted idly, and then the Fierce Tiger Daoist and other Daoist cultivators who didn't like crowds gathered around, and everyone chatted idly.

After chatting for a while, one of the cultivators suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Sahua, why don't you go into the second level of the inner realm?"

"There's a lot of discussion about you in there right now!"

Wang Quan was surprised: "Discussing me?"

"Hmm...we were talking about you and Stone City."

"Now, our Stone City is completely famous among Daoist cultivators!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "I won't go in for now. I'll go in and take a look after the banquet!"

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