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

"Brother Qingyang, what are you daydreaming about?" someone called out, interrupting Beiming Qingyang's reminiscence.

Bei Ming Qingyang laughed loudly, "I left a set of magical treasures for my family back home to serve as a foundation and suppress the family's fortune."

"As a result, that magical artifact abandoned its family and rushed towards me, its master."

"I suspect there might be some problems within the family!"

One of his cronies laughed: "Your [Bei Ming] family is still young, and few important figures are paying attention to you. What problems could possibly arise?"

"Besides, you're only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even if your family runs into trouble, you won't be of much help if you go back!"

A dog owner coughed and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense!"

"Didn't you hear me? Brother Beiming has a magical treasure!"

"It's a set of magic weapons, not just one magic weapon."

"If it's a set of magic weapons, even if you encounter a Golden Core cultivator without magic weapons, you can still dampen their spirits."

Amidst the praise, Bei Ming Qingyang laughed heartily; "Everyone, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"

"We are, after all, people with connections. Without the Daoist seal, we are ultimately inferior to others."

Someone sneered: "What's so special about Daoist script? Those of them who have Daoist script, if they're lucky, can copy a phantom image of a magic weapon."

"If you're unlucky, you might have to wait a thousand or eight hundred years to get a magic weapon."

"We have a connection, so we now possess powerful magical artifacts, perhaps even a complete set of them."

"They are simply more powerful than us in terms of foundation, spell power, mana recovery speed, combat strength, methods, and improvement speed."

"Besides that, what else do they have that we can compare to?"

"Do they have connections? Do they have powerful backers? Can they wield magical treasures at the Foundation Establishment or Purple Mansion realms?"

"cannot!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the group continued their conversation.

As they chatted, the topic of the magical artifact that Bei Ming Qingyang had mentioned came up again.

Bei Ming Qingyang said proudly, "That set of magical artifacts was specially made for me by the family."

"That's a sword and shield set, good for both offense and defense, and incredibly powerful."

"When my sword and shield arrive, I'll show them off to everyone."

Upon hearing this, everyone cheered.

Everyone continued drinking and making merry, but not long after, Bei Ming Qingyang's expression changed slightly: "Oh no, my sword and shield are broken."

The others were taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Someone attacked my sword and shield."

"Damn it, he's trying to steal my treasure!"

"Everyone, this treasure of mine is still hundreds of billions of miles away. How can I help it?"

Many of his cronies scratched their heads, saying, "We don't know!"

Bei Ming Qingyang was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

At this moment, a clever fellow slapped his forehead and laughed: "We don't know how to handle this, but we can ask those poor Taoist priests for help!"

"Those poor bastards are racking their brains to make money in order to open up their Purple Mansion as soon as possible."

"We can easily get them to come and do things, and offer advice, by simply giving them some resources."

Bei Ming Qingyang nodded and quickly issued the task using his identity token.

The task had barely been sent out when someone accepted it.

Seven or eight breaths later, a streak of light came hurtling in.

The stream of light exploded above Bei Ming Qingyang's head, and some of the magic within fell and merged into his body.

Then a woman's voice said, "Guest, I have cast the spell 'A Thousand Miles of Marriage Connected by a Single Thread' for you."

"You can use this spell to remotely worship the magical artifact, transmitting your own magical power and sacrificial power across the distance to replenish its energy and allow it to unleash its power."

"I have just completed the perfected deduction of the spell 'A Thousand Miles of Marriage Connected by a Single Thread'."

"As long as you have enough magic power, this spell can perfectly transfer your magic power and sacrificial power, allowing your magical artifacts to display their divine power and suppress all enemies."

Upon hearing this, Bei Ming Qingyang laughed loudly, "As expected, Daoist cultivators are still the most powerful."

"Gentlemen, witness my skills!"

"Xianglai!"

"Fadan, come!"

Bei Ming Qingyang, with hundreds of magic pills attached to his body, offered sandalwood incense in a distant worship.

call out!call out!call out!

Thousands upon thousands of magical powers vanished into thin air.

Bei Ming Qingyang said smugly, "I dare say my sword and shield will turn and charge at the attacking enemy."

The others laughed heartily: "That formidable enemy would never have dreamed that you would have the ability to use your skills to remotely infuse magic power and extend the lifespan of your magical artifacts."

Bei Ming Qingyang said smugly, "This cheat's spell is pretty good. How much? I want to buy it permanently."

The woman who accepted the task chuckled softly, "It's not expensive, just one hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights."

hiss!

Bei Ming Qingyang gasped, "So expensive?"

The woman chuckled, "It's not expensive at all. This spell is already perfected; you can use it right away, saving you a lot of time!"

Bei Ming Qingyang shook his head: "Too expensive, just a Foundation Establishment spiritual light."

The woman chuckled, "You poor wretch, don't talk to me."

Beiming Qingyang........

"My magical weapon is now engaged in battle with our formidable enemy!"

"The formidable enemy is a winged eyeball!"

"The great enemy grew a hand and grabbed my magic weapon, the iron mace."

"But it's alright, I'll replenish the magic power of the artifact. Since that eyeball is chasing after me, I can't replenish its magic power."

"It is destined to lose!"

"Huh? How did my magic weapon escape again?"

"Quickly, fellow Daoists, lend me some magic pills. I need to hang it up to transfer magic power to my magic treasure."

"Damn it, how dare they steal my magic weapon?"

"Kill them!"

Ding ding ding!

One by one, the exhausted magic pills fell to the ground.

However, his cronies released even more Fadan.

Flutter! Flutter!

One by one, the magic pills sprouted cicada wings, and the smoke, magic power, and light they emitted fell into Bei Ming Qingyang's body, quickly replenishing his magic power.

"I have the support of my good brothers in Faldan, what does the other side have?"

The flattery from his cronies made Bei Ming Qingyang feel quite smug.

However, the female Daoist cultivator who was focusing her spellcasting here curled her lip in disdain.

"A bunch of idiots who don't even have Dao seals, they just rely on their family's prodigy to act arrogantly and domineeringly."

"If they dare to hunt down your magic weapon, their skills are definitely greater than yours."

"How dare you look down on them?"

"ridiculous!"

"The one chasing after your magic weapon is definitely a Daoist cultivator more powerful than me."

"The opponent's level must be higher than mine, and their methods must be a thousand times more powerful."

"That magical artifact is probably beyond saving."

"But all of this has nothing to do with me."

"I just take the money and do the work."

Bei Ming Qingyang continuously offered sacrifices to the magical artifact from afar, infusing it with magical power, hoping that his artifact would gain a significant advantage and escape the pursuit.

As a result, the big-eyed creature with wings came after them and chased after them fiercely!

His sword and shield were no match for him.

The magical power he had infused was completely exhausted the moment it collided with the opponent.

At this moment, the sword and shield magic weapon suddenly changed direction, no longer flying towards the [Tai Xu] branch, but instead cleaved the boundary between reality and illusion and entered the second layer of the world.

Bei Ming Qingyang was taken aback.

Once the magical artifact entered the second layer of the world, he could no longer sense it.

"My sword and shield—how did they suddenly disappear?"

He was bewildered and puzzled.