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

In the far north of the world, in the courtyard of the First Legion Commander:

A group of cultivators sat silently atop auspicious clouds, their eyes fixed on the king's power.

Wang Quan played with the crystal brain, looking around.

He looked at Ying Jiaren, but she remained silent.

He looked at Ruo Jinghong, whose expression was strange.

He looked at the crowd, and their eyes turned into those of a gluttonous beast, baring its teeth and snarling, as if they wanted to devour him whole.

Glug!

Wang Quan swallowed hard and chuckled awkwardly, "Gentlemen, I only like women, not men."

"You don't need to look at me like that."

The First Legion Commander took a deep breath, suppressing the overwhelming jealousy in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Sahua, thank you for saving my life!"

The other cultivators also bowed and said, "Thank you for saving our lives, fellow Daoist."

Wang Quan shook his head: "Everyone, there's no need to thank me!"

"Everyone is sticking together for warmth and survival."

The First Army Corps commander gave a wry smile: "We're just sticking together and waiting to die."

"If it weren't for you this time, we would probably all have become puppets with vertical eyes."

With all the vertical eyes on her body gone, Mei Niang changed into a conservative palace dress, used the skills taught by Fairy Qin, and said aloofly, "Man, you saved me."

"I'll allow you to play with my toes."

The cultivators rolled their eyes.

The royal power was shocked.

Mei Niang was delighted: Indeed, aloofness is the ultimate weapon to make men submit.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth turned up.

Click!

Ying Jiaren, standing to the side, clenched her fist, her knuckles cracking loudly: "Everyone, since you've all expressed your gratitude, you can all leave now!"

"I still need to study the Taoist scriptures with Wang Quan."

The cultivators rolled their eyes again.

On the contrary, Ruo Jinghong's heart raced, and she thought to herself, "I wonder if they'll make me guard the door this time."

"If she pulls on me again, will I struggle?"

"How annoying!"

Just as she was lost in thought, the First Legion Commander took a deep breath and said seriously, "Brother Sahua, how come your method of summoning the long river is so powerful?"

"Is it a built-in feature?"

"Do we have any chance of gaining this kind of authority?"

Actually, she also wanted to ask about the "Sūtra for Saving Me" that Wang Quan was reciting.

However, the "Song of Salvation" is clearly a special spell or a fundamental spell, which is fundamentally different from the methods of summoning the "Golden Needle of the Rabbit Day" or the "Drowning Dao Court" for attack.

Therefore, she suppressed her doubts and did not ask any further questions.

At this moment, everyone was in high spirits, staring intently at the king.

Wang Quan smiled.

He knew that these people would inevitably ask him.

"That's a privilege!" Wang Quan said. "Anyone has a chance to obtain it."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators either strained their ears, widened their eyes, or silently contemplated, all waiting for his explanation.

"I opened a passage connecting the underworld and the real world, and that's how I obtained this authority."

Everyone frowned: "This is too difficult."

"Of all those cities, very few have actually established connections with the Underworld."

They looked at Wang Quan expectantly: "Fellow Daoist, could you perhaps impart some of the mysteries of connecting with the Underworld?"

Wang Quan nodded.

He didn't hide anything, only saying that there were corresponding buildings in the underworld in the present world, and gave many details.

Initially, everyone was captivated by the music, their emotions were running high, and they were eager to try it out.

But as they listened, they began to feel uneasy.

Finally, one of the cultivators suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Sahua, why are the plans and methods you mentioned exactly the same as what Fellow Daoist Ying did?"

Ying Jiaren winked and smiled.

Wang Quan chuckled: "I know, and naturally my Daoist partner should know as well."

"If I can get the permissions, I naturally want her to get them too."

Upon hearing this, everyone wailed in despair.

The First Legion Commander, in particular, was furious, pounding her chest and stamping her feet: "I still want to work hard and study diligently in the future. Even if I can't beat you, I will still suppress Ying Jiaren."

"As a result... she also wants to gain control."

"How am I supposed to stand up for myself now? I'm not having it!"

Mei Niang comforted her, "Don't cry."

"Since Yingjia is superior to us in terms of power and status, we'll make up for it in other ways."

The First Army Corps Commander was bewildered: "How do we make amends?"

Mei Niang chuckled softly, "We'll talk about it in detail tonight."

"good!"

The two female cultivators, one burly and the other delicate and charming, began to whisper among themselves.

Seeing this, the other cultivators all stood up to take their leave.

Mei Niang dragged the First Legion Commander away, the two whispering to each other, it was unclear what they were discussing.

But vaguely, Wang Quan heard the First Legion Commander say something like, "This is my home, I can't leave."

However, Meiniang didn't listen at all and instead pulled her away even faster.

At this moment, Ruo Jinghong looked at Ying Jiaren with conflicted emotions.

Ying Jiaren blinked, and said with a hint of coldness, "Sister Jinghong, we will go into seclusion to study and comprehend the Daoist scriptures later."

"You and Tongtong go to the outer room to help protect the Dharma."

hiss!

Ruo Jinghong gasped, "You not only want to drag me down with you, but you also want to ruin Tongtong?"

Ying Jiaren...

Royal power...

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Wang Quan ultimately did not engage in any of Ying Jiaren's nonsense.

On the one hand, he is of noble character and would not cause trouble recklessly.

On the other hand, after he summoned the [Drowning Dao Court] in the Underworld to kill the Ksitigarbha God King, the Ninth Wheel King, and the Vertical Eye, some more information appeared in the Daoist script.

Meanwhile, there have been changes to "The Struggle of the Flower-Sprinkling Taoist", which had been quiet for a long time.

He wanted to see a lot of information and to see the changes in the history of struggle.

Ying Jiaren also had Ruo Jinghong help her protect the Dharma, and then she went on stage to perform a ritual to connect the underworld and the real world in order to gain authority.

In the First Army Corps Commander's living room:

Wang Quan sat alone.

He flipped through the Daoist scriptures.

The information on the Daoist seal is quite interesting:

You have lost one [Sky Patrol Magic Treasure], resulting in a one-level reduction in your privileges.

[Because of you, you have defeated [King of Samsara], [Ksitigarbha], and [Third-Eyed] once each, increasing your privilege level by one.]

Therefore, his authority in the far west has neither increased nor decreased.

The matter of the damaged [Sky Patrol Treasure] naturally passed.

What Wang Quan found interesting was the last line of information:

[Kill three creatures once each.]

What's even more interesting is that what wasn't mentioned here is the "King of Reincarnation," not the Ninth King of Reincarnation.

Similarly, it refers to "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" rather than "Ksitigarbha God King".

Although it was only a slight difference, Wang Quan believed there was a problem.

"Could it be that the Daoist attack I summoned only killed their clones?"

"Or something like a projector?"

He never expected that the [Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva] among them could be resurrected from the dead.

I never imagined that the Ninth King of Reincarnation was actually created.

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and finally gave up: "Never mind all this."

"If we encounter them again, we'll summon the Dao Court to blast them."

"If we don't meet them, then let's pretend they're dead."

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and then patted the magic bag.

咻：

A book, as if crafted from white jade, jumped out.

Whoosh!

The book automatically flips to the latest page.

There was a large number of words written on it.

The first line of text was—