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

Time flies like an arrow, and the days pass by one by one.

All the Daoist cultivators of the three thousand unorthodox paths, eight hundred side sects, and one hundred and eight orthodox sects are preparing for the Western Battle of Magic.

As for orthodox cultivators and new-method cultivators?

Haha, most people don't even have the right to know.

Even if some people knew, it was only the core members who served the Daoist cultivators who knew.

Most of the monks remained as busy as ever.

However, cultivators, whether in the mainland or in the polar regions, were suddenly surprised to find that some of the most talented individuals around them had inexplicably left.

In some places, all the geniuses have left.

However, not all Daoist cultivators participate in the Western Battle of Laws; some Daoist cultivators are simply not interested in it.

Some people know they are not capable enough, so they don't participate.

Another group didn't want to die and become waste.

The last part is simply because they didn't want to disrupt their own plans.

The last group of Daoist cultivators continued as before, either studying Daoist scriptures in seclusion, practicing spells, or crafting magical artifacts.

They completely ignored the incredible opportunity of the battle between the Western and Eastern powers.

What most Daoist cultivators value highly is dispensable to them.

The mysterious Taoist scriptures that they valued most were ignored because of their limited quantity.

One year...

That year, Wang Quan mobilized many spirits and cultivators in Stone City to collect a massive amount of purple energy and practiced magic day and night, forcibly refining 108,000 strands of purple energy magic power.

At the same time, he also practiced hundreds of fundamental techniques for the Purple Mansion Realm.

In that year, the area of ​​the royal palace expanded to ninety-nine li.

The Purple Mansion itself crushes the earth, fire, wind, and water on the far western edge, and sorts out the earth veins, spiritual veins, and energy veins.

It even emits blue smoke on its own, and with the help of its internal puppets, it performs sacrifices day and night in all directions, through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

That year, Wang Quan improved the foundation of the Purple Mansion Realm. Although it was not very solid, the basic framework was established.

All that's left is to fill in the blanks.

The filling work is actually quite simple; it's nothing more than mastering some fundamental methods and spells of the Purple Mansion Realm.

The fundamental principles are all inherited from the same source.

Moreover, not all fundamental teachings need to be practiced; it is enough to understand and grasp them.

If necessary, the fundamental law can be changed according to different situations, thereby giving full play to the characteristics of different fundamental laws and responding to different situations.

He had become accustomed to and mastered this kind of thing during his foundation-building phase.

It's just a matter of going down the same old path again.

He could easily grasp the fundamental principles of the Purple Mansion Realm with just a simple analysis.

The only problem is that some fundamental laws have special spells that they carry with them.

For example: the special drowning in the drowning channel, the special sunlight in the Great Sun channel, and the special flesh, blood, muscles, and bones in the flesh and blood channel.

These special fundamental laws require additional special spells and materials to unleash their full combat potential.

Wang Quan didn't actually care about this.

In his view, the most important factors in the battles between Daoist cultivators are magical treasures and basic foundations.

The fact that the fundamental law and spells are slightly less powerful is actually not a big deal.

This year:

The Taoist priest opened up the Purple Palace at dusk.

Looking at the 9,999-mile-long Purple Mansion rotating within the inner landscape, watching the 108 buildings revolve and produce numerous resources and special materials, he was full of confidence: "Although the Magic Treasure Purple Mansion isn't the most top-tier Purple Mansion, how many people in the Purple Mansion Realm can possess it?"

"The only ones who can surpass me are those veteran [Legacy Purple Mansion] cultivators."

"However, cultivators who master the [Legacy Purple Mansion] often reach the Golden Core realm in no time."

"How many people would deliberately linger at the Purple Mansion Realm to waste time and engage in a magical duel with me?"

"In this battle of wits in the far west, I will surely shine."

That year, many prodigies like Huanghun Daoren, and even the top prodigies, used their abilities to either reach the Purple Mansion Realm or fall from their original realm to the Purple Mansion Realm.

They have only one goal:

A mysterious Daoist scripture locked onto the Purple Mansion Realm.

The mysterious Taoist scriptures are extremely precious.

They learned through their respective channels:

Many mysterious Taoist scriptures can only be mastered by one cultivator.

Unless this cultivator dies, no other cultivator can control it.

Each of these mysterious Taoist scriptures possesses unfathomable effects.

The reason why the [World Dao Court] offered so many rewards this time was partly to help these exceptional talents improve their foundation and strength.

On the other hand, it was to collect some top-tier materials.

Many Daoist cultivators knew that this battle might result in their death and the dissipation of their Dao, yet at this moment, they still looked forward to and participated in the battle.

Wu Fei continued his rabbit-like journey...

The Dharma Hall of Stone City:

Each figure is the size of a palm, some with wings, some walking on clouds, and some climbing like monkeys.

These tiny figures have a line extending from their heads, connecting to individual crystal brains.

They climbed up the huge bookshelves, studying volume after volume of fundamental teachings.

After they finished studying a volume of fundamental law, they would tumble and crawl to the top of the king's head and then crash into his head.

In the next instant, the monarchy will be able to grasp a fundamental law.

The next moment, another little figure appeared out of thin air.

These tiny figures sprouted threads from their heads, connecting with the crystal brain above them. Then, they shook their heads again, holding scrolls of fundamental teachings and studying them.

This technique was something he mastered after practicing the fundamental methods of the [Visualization] path.

This method of visualization is profound; theoretically, whatever is lacking, one can visualize.

As long as one has sufficient spiritual energy and mental strength for visualization, and sufficient magical power, even magical treasures can be visualized, and can even be refined using the methods of the "Refining the False into the True" sect.

In order to accelerate the increase of his foundation, Wang Quan naturally visualized many versions of himself.

However, he was visualizing a lot and didn't have enough magical power to distribute, so he temporarily lent many crystal brains to these visual figures.

In this way, the visualized little people are blessed with a crystal brain, greatly increasing their learning efficiency.

That year, apart from going to the third layer of the world once a month to summon the sun's projection to illuminate the White Land Forbidden Zone, Wang Quan spent the rest of his time sitting here.

By the end of the year, he had mastered 120,000 fundamental laws.

These fundamental principles filled the original foundational framework, serving as pillars.

That year, his "Legacy Purple Mansion" expanded to a size of 999 li.

That year, Ruo Jinghong, Meiniang, and others also focused their attention on the battle of magic in the far west.

Aside from having to go to the second layer of the world once a day to shake the [Dutian Banner], everyone else spent their time, just like Wang Quan, frantically improving their foundation.

Ruo Jinghong and others even began to visualize the many magical treasures of the king, condensing more phantom images of these treasures to serve as trump cards.

Mei Niang, along with a group of female cultivators—some aloof, some youthful, some well-educated, some petite, and some chattering—surrounded Wang Quan, saying, "You're willing to offer us your magical treasures for us to contemplate; we must repay you."

"Although we have nothing good, we have flesh and blood."

"Here, use these bodies of flesh and blood as you please."

Wang Quan rolled his eyes upon hearing this, opened his mouth and blew a gust of wind, sending them away: "The battle of magic is about to begin, do not disturb my Dao heart."

Upon hearing this, Mei Niang was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was delighted.

She clapped her hands and said to the many female cultivators, "Everyone, listen up! After the battle is over, we will definitely repay Wang Quan properly."

The three thousand female cultivators replied in unison, "Yes!"