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

"Not enough!" Wang Quan shook his head. "I've struggled for so long, expended so much energy, and wasted nearly ten years, not to maintain a temporary safe zone!"

"I want to create a truly permanent safe zone!"

He thought about what had happened at the round-faced Taoist nun's place, and therefore, he wanted to create a safe zone in the second layer of the world corresponding to Stone City.

Only in this way can the three-in-one integration be achieved.

At that time... perhaps the same situation as the round-faced Taoist nun's place will occur here.

At this moment, Mei Niang and the others also spoke up: "If each of us wastes nearly ten years, then ten of us will waste nearly a hundred years."

"In Stone City, we have only 20,000 to 30,000 Daoist cultivators. The time lost, rounded up, is nearly a million years."

"A million years is enough time; even a pig could become an immortal by then."

"We don't seek immortality, we just want to create a safe zone. Is that too much to ask?"

So many Yang God cultivators... speechless.

In the days that followed, everyone racked their brains and tried every possible way to clear away the last inch of darkness.

However, it had no effect.

Wang Quan even brought in refined sunlight.

boom! boom! boom!

One by one, gourds were thrown onto the floor, sunlight splashed out, illuminating the darkness with a creaking sound.

Unfortunately, it was still far from over.

When Ruo Jinghong and the others saw him using the sun to cleanse evil, they were quite surprised: "This thing can cleanse evil?"

Wang Quan nodded: "Yes!"

"It's just that the collection and refining process is quite tedious."

"And we also have to worship the Great Sun."

Upon hearing this, Ruo Jinghong and the others immediately lost interest.

Although Stone City is now teeming with life, each creature has a mission.

Even the spirits who serve as cannon fodder have things more important to do than refining the sunlight.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, everyone discovered that although the sunlight had been refined twice, its efficiency in cleansing the evil in the far west was extremely low.

For Stone City and the far west, which are in dire need of manpower for development, refining sunlight is not worthwhile.

After three to five months of this ordeal, everyone had come up with every possible method and used every available means.

Everyone racked their brains, even resorting to low-level methods like using children's urine, but they just couldn't make that last bit of darkness retreat even a fraction of an inch.

Finally, seeing this, Wang Quan said, "It seems this darkness is a stubborn one."

Ruo Jinghong and the others gritted their teeth: "We're dealing with stubborn people."

"Anyway, we have a long lifespan, and the basic foundation of Stone City has already been laid."

"Let's use the water-grinding technique to wear it down."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Wang Quan nodded.

However, he was quite unhappy inside.

"When I was young and nearly drowned in the lower temple, I created a safe zone with my Qi Refining Realm cultivation."

"Furthermore, by leading everyone and using a massive amount of sunlight and the resources of the [Scripture of Salvation], they managed to transform the entire Lower Temple into a safe zone!"

"I have done what others have not been able to do for thousands or tens of thousands of years."

"Back then, I was just a Qi Refining Realm cultivator who knew nothing."

"Now, I have mastered nearly 50,000 volumes of Daoist scriptures, and I am a top-tier Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"They also control a city in the underworld and a city in the present world."

"His forces and monsters number in the billions."

"In Stone City and City 95, I wouldn't dare say I can command the wind and rain, but we're pretty much on par."

"Moreover, I also possess several special Taoist scriptures."

"Hmm... So far, we've only fully analyzed one volume of the 'Ghostly Tales of the Transformation of Mountains and Rivers'."

"But this is no small matter!"

"But why is it so difficult to rid ourselves of such a tiny evil?"

He was unwilling to accept this, and then racked his brains to think of a way to deal with it.

He even began to study the "Emperor's Saying: It's Better to Save Oneself Than to Save Others" to see if there were any scriptures in the later texts that were more powerful than the "Scripture of Saving Me".

The ideal was good, but the reality was quite cruel—his progress in analyzing the subsequent scriptures was several times more difficult than when he first analyzed the "Ghostly Talk of the Divine Travels Through Mountains and Rivers".

"I need more brains!"

Thinking of this, he lifted his skull, pulled out his own brain, and had his primordial spirit carry it to find the tumor demon.

When the many tumor-like monsters saw the intelligent brain placed before them, they immediately let out excited howls and strange cries.

The several tumor-like monsters from the secret society exchanged glances and secretly communicated.

The butterfly spirit said, "I have awakened some memories, including the secret technique of filling the brain with water to completely destroy its intelligence."

"Let's fill his brain with water and turn him into an idiot."

"how?"

Several spirits nodded: "Great idea!"

But one of the spirits scratched his head: "I remember our method is to brainwash them, to turn their brains into idiots."

"If we combine this with your brain-boosting methods, it will make them even more idiotic; that will make it even easier to fulfill their demands."

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

The butterfly spirit tried to analyze it, but its brain wasn't working properly. The more it thought about it, the more its head ached. Finally, it scratched its head and said, "Never mind, let's use this method to wash him first."

"As for the results, we'll see later!"

"oh!"

Whoosh!

A group of tumor-like monsters gathered thatch to weave skirts, wore flower crowns, smeared their bodies with various paints, and then howled and danced around the brain in a ritual.

A tumor-like spirit lit a campfire, boiled water, and cleansed its brain.

After cleaning, apply oil and polish.

It should have ended at this point.

However, these idiots and monsters have made rapid progress in recent years, and they have mastered new technologies.

Then, they took a large bucket, attached some tubes to their heads, and poured the unknown liquid from the bucket into it.

Then, a large amount of liquid sloshed around in my brain.

At that moment, Wang Quan felt that not only had his brain become idiotic, but it was also full of water.

"Sir, give this a try! This new brain is definitely smarter than the old one!"

After shaking his brain, which was already showing signs of crystallization, Wang Quan unleashed his magical power to refine it, and then used a hair to pierce his brain, restoring his own wisdom.

Click!

Once the new external brain was in place, Wang Quan clearly noticed that it was more insightful and inspired than the old one.

The moment the new brain was activated, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized something: "I understand."

"The final source of evil lies in the 366 totems in the 'Ghostly Tales of the Transformation of Mountains and Rivers'."

"It lies hidden within the many mysteries of [A Single Thought of the Past]."

At that moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he gained some insight.

"But, it's still a little short."

His thoughts raced, and he unleashed the Innate Qi Great Capture, grabbing the main body.

At this moment, the original body had just regained its brain.

The next breath:

Click!

The skull was lifted open, and the bright, clean brain was taken out and thrown directly into the water tank.

Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!

The tumor spirits rejoiced, singing and dancing, lighting a bonfire to boil their brains in water, and continuing the ritual.

Not long after, the power of the king was placed in the second brain.

A flash of inspiration struck again.

"But that's not enough!"

Click!

He flipped his skull open again and threw out the brain: "Wash it!"

The tumor-like monsters were delighted and continued their brainwashing.

Ten...

The tumor-like monsters were overjoyed, believing that they could finally put their skills to use and that their demonic lives had become worthwhile.

Therefore, they are full of energy.

One hundred brains...

The tumor monsters were listless. After shouting a few times as if they were going through an inspection, they bared their teeth and began to brainwash people.

After washing, she numbly poured a strange liquid into the tub and handed it to Wang Quan, saying, "Master, can we rest for a bit?"

"I'm so tired!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "No!"

"My inspiration is overflowing!"

"You guys need to brainwash a few more people to help me generate inspiration."

The 366th brain...

The tumor-like monsters handed their brains to the king.

Wang Quan shook his head: "There's not enough water inside, keep filling it!"

The butterfly spirit, baring its teeth, led a group of companions, huffing and puffing as they concocted a liquid using various spiritual fruits and medicines, and poured it into the brain.

Click!

After Wang Quan put on the brain, his burst of inspiration exploded completely.

"I've got it!"