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

The master of ceremonies and the dreamlike Taoist nun prepared one thousand and one foundation-building spiritual lights.

Wang Quan used the materials used to build the Purple Mansion, combined with the spiritual light of Foundation Establishment, to create some special magical treasures, or rather, magical treasure prototypes.

At his command, a large number of spirits and new cultivators gathered together after passing through layers of selection.

Then, as required by the king, they hammered and refined the Foundation Building Spiritual Light and Purple Mansion materials, and then forged them into special magical artifacts similar to blue bricks.

These magical artifacts have no killing power; they only need two or three years to be ready to function.

Their sole function is to fill the foundation platform, making it more solid, thus enabling it to expand outwards from the foundation platform as its core.

The new monks and spirits, who were engaged in labor, did not know the use of this thing, but they were full of enthusiasm.

Because the royal power treated them too well.

The spirits work here, and they are provided with food and lodging.

The new cultivators can eat spiritual fruits, learn spells, and live in dormitories with high spiritual energy.

As a result, they worked very hard.

The emcee and the dreamlike Taoist nun took this even more seriously.

The two men asked the king to draw up the blueprints, then visualized them, memorized them, and took turns supervising the work, urging progress and checking the labor.

They were afraid that even the slightest mistake would affect the foundation they would build for the future.

Wang Quan contributed a small amount of resources, thus fulfilling his promise to the two female cultivators.

This promise meant nothing to him.

However, this promise could completely change the future of the two female cultivators.

"In a few years, after they defy fate and change their destiny, they will be able to truly guard Stone City for me."

"As for me, I'm seizing the time to forge magical artifacts, study special Taoist scriptures, and even—actively search for Taoist scriptures."

Actually, what he wanted to do most was to find the dilapidated Taoist temple.

However, he heard that there were the corpses of gods and immortals in that dilapidated Taoist temple, and those corpses were all twisted.

Even powerful figures like Accelerator have been twisted into evil.

Therefore, even though he knew the location of the dilapidated Daoist temple, he never dared to pursue it.

"At least, at least I can only investigate the news of the dilapidated Dao Court after I reach the Golden Core stage."

He felt that after achieving the Golden Core, he would at least have the ability to protect himself.

He spent three to five days dealing with the trivial matters of Stone City.

During this time, a message came from the City Lord's Mansion of City No. 95 of the Underworld, stating that some beings were attempting to break the City Lord's authority.

Moreover, the other party's methods are extraordinary.

"Unfortunately, the other party is a novice and has no idea about the true mysteries of the underworld's virtues and authority."

"The control I've acquired over the city is something you half-baked people can't take back, even if I die."

He despised the creatures that tried to seize the city lord's authority.

However, the rules of City Lord's Mansion No. 95 were still slightly modified.

From then on, anyone who tries to seize the authority of the city lord will be met with a thunderous strike.

This thunderous strike depleted the Yin virtue stored in the treasury of City Lord No. 95.

One thousand cubic meters at a time.

Thunder formed from virtuous deeds can ignore the defenses of most magical artifacts, even magical treasures and rituals, and can strike the opponent.

Because it disregards ritual implements, magical treasures, and rituals, its power is not great.

However, it is extremely humiliating.

A single bolt of lightning can send the hair of any living being standing on end.

He used this method so that when he went to City 95, he could use the feature of his hair sticking up to the sky to find the person who was trying to steal his access.

After finalizing the issue of authority over the Underworld, Wang Quan was finally able to handle all the trivial matters.

"Next, we'll go to the second layer of the world."

"Let's see how the second layer of the world has progressed over the past three years."

With that thought, he took a step forward and entered the second layer of the world.

A three-story attic, bizarre and sinister structures, and a slowly but steadily expanding temporary safe zone came into view.

Millions of Yang God cultivators, each the size of a grain of rice, were densely packed throughout the area.

Everything felt both familiar and strange.

When the king descended, the Yang God showered down boundless golden light.

Upon seeing this, the many Yang Shen cultivators cheered, "Brother Sahua has arrived!"

"Brother Sahua, our progress is stuck now."

A large throng of Yang Shen cultivators swarmed in, almost overwhelming him.

Wang Quan coughed: "Everyone, speak slowly, what happened?"

Many Yang Shen cultivators selected several experts to step forward and said, "Brother Sahua, look at this temporary safe zone. We're stuck here and can't move."

"We have tried every means possible, but we have not been able to make any progress even a little bit."

"The last passage of scripture that should have appeared is now unable to appear."

Wang Quan looked over in that direction and discovered:

At this moment, the first floor was almost entirely occupied by a milky-white temporary safe zone.

However, at the point where they finally closed, a foot-wide patch of darkness rolled in.

The darkness was intense, and within it were evil faces baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

Some multi-barreled artillery evils used ropes to forcefully drag the darkness, but the newly bred evils in the darkness still bared their fangs and claws, exchanging fire with the temporary safe zone.

Moreover, he saw that the Daoist script that should have appeared was forcibly suppressed by this foot-wide darkness.

"A mere trick like this, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"

The king disdained it.

He directly recited the "Symposium for Saving Me".

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

The power of the [Sūtra of Salvation] is unleashed, clearing away the darkness; the darkness churns and emits blue smoke, noticeably shrinking in size.

The Taoist text below appeared bright, trying to take the opportunity to break free.

In the next instant, darkness condensed into hammers and scythes, either reaping or pounding the Dao runes.

After a series of clanging and banging sounds, Dao Wen was actually suppressed.

Wang Quan was not surprised.

Because when he went to the far north back then, the effect of using the "Crossing the Scripture" to carve patterns had already been significantly reduced.

Years have passed, and the remaining evil has lessened, but the resistance has become stronger, which is to be expected.

"This is a slow and steady process, I'll take it slowly."

"Time is on my side."

At this moment, Mei Niang and the others also entered.

These past few days, after finishing their own chores, they couldn't wait to come in.

They came with only one purpose:

Get the safe zone sorted out as quickly as possible, then share the "Favoritism".

As they entered, the other Daoist cultivators followed suit.

Then, the crowd chanted the sutra for saving people, using the sutra as a spear to attack the darkness.

Mei Niang then flicked her sleeves, opening the hidden Purple Palace magical artifacts, from which multi-barreled cannons flew out.

They stretched and loosened their muscles, then shouted and dragged the darkness away.

Creak! Creak! Creak!

From the darkness, an evil face emerged, pointing at them and shouting, "Traitors!"

"How could you betray us?"

A pulley with multiple cannons slid over and started whipping them around in the head.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

A few slaps later, the evil man was left with a bruised and swollen face.

"How do you fight evil?"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"That's exactly what I'm going to do!"

"We want freedom, we want to be happy, you bastard, how dare you stop us?"

The multi-barreled cannons unleashed a barrage of blows on the evil, forcing it to hide in the darkness and never show itself again.

But... even this last bit of darkness is still difficult to dispel.

Wang Quan initially wanted to use water milling techniques to gradually work his way up.

result:

January....

February....

In March... In the past, he personally took action, along with tens of thousands of Daoist cultivators and millions of Yang God cultivators, but there was still no progress.

This outcome left both the evil forces and the many cultivators dejected.

Wang Quan frowned: "Why is this last step so difficult?"

A cultivator nearby sighed, "If it weren't difficult, out of the vast 108,000 cities in the far west, not only a few would eventually open up safe zones."

"We are unable to create a completely safe zone."

"But this temporary safe zone is enough for now."

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