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

boom!

The icy light shattered, and a little boy emerged from it.

The little boy had a full head of white hair, even whiter than Ying Jiaren's white hair.

Her long hair flowed freely, like a cloak, making a rustling sound.

Behind him, a chilling aura swept in, whistling through the air and forming a continuous ice wall stretching for thousands of meters and tens of meters high.

[Ice Soul Child—Invincible Refiner—That year, he stood with his hands in his pockets, unaware of what an opponent was.]

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Wang Quan's eyes narrowed.

Jin Guangwutian, standing to the side, frowned deeply.

"Ice Soul Child, you're a Golden Core cultivator, possibly even a Nascent Soul cultivator. Why are you competing with us Purple Mansion cultivators for opportunities?"

Lian Wuji smiled, his face full of childlike innocence: "Wutian, you're also a Golden Core cultivator."

"We are evenly matched, so let's compete fairly."

Wu Tian coughed: "I gave away my Golden Core, so I'm only at the Purple Mansion Realm now."

Lian Wuji, hands in his pockets, chuckled, "Weakling, get out of my way, or I'll wipe you out with a single glance!"

Wu Tian clasped his hands together and said with a compassionate expression, "Lian Wuji, you better stop being so arrogant."

"The mysterious Taoist scriptures here correspond to the Purple Mansion Realm."

"What right do you, a mere Golden Core cultivator, have to snatch the opportunities from our Purple Mansion Realm?"

"Have you no shame? You bastard."

Refining the Limitless.........

Wang Quan:.......

call!

Lian Wuji exhaled a cold breath, his killing intent chilling as he said, "Baldy, since you no longer have a golden core, you should keep a low profile."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Bald Wutian sneered, spreading his arms wide, and a golden core appeared: "Why don't you try?"

"Don't think that just because you're more famous than me, you can do whatever you want."

Ice Soul Child Lian Wuji chuckled lightly: "Let's give it a try."

As he spoke, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and behind him, on the thousand-meter-long ice wall, appeared a series of figures.

These people captured ice to use as bows, arrows, javelins, and so on, and would slaughter people at their master's command.

Jin Guangwutian held the golden elixir, on which bald little figures ran about. The elixir rotated, emitting rays of golden light that illuminated all directions, making it very dazzling.

Wang Quan coughed: "Two masters, cultivating immortality is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

"Why don't you join forces and transcribe that Taoist scripture together?"

Ice Soul Child Lian Wuji chuckled: "And then I'll make a copy for you too?"

Wang Quan chuckled: "No need!"

"I have no interest in esoteric Taoist scriptures now."

Suddenly, Wutian spoke up: "The mysterious Daoist scriptures that can only be practiced by one person at each realm below the Yang God level were all given out after the battle."

"The Taoist scriptures we are vying for must not have any restrictions on the number of people allowed to practice them."

"If we obtain the Taoist scriptures, it wouldn't hurt for us to cultivate together."

Lian Wuji, hands in his pockets, sneered, "Why should I share with a bunch of ants like you?"

Wu Tian sneered: "Lian Wuji, I may not be able to beat you, but I definitely have the ability to ruin things for you and prevent you from obtaining the Dao Scripture."

Refining the Limitless...

Wang Quan was afraid they would fight and destroy the houses, so he kindly advised them, "Gentlemen, peace brings wealth."

The two of them.......

Ultimately, persuaded by Wang Quan, Wu Tian and Lian Wuji decided to join forces.

Then, the two of them inspected one stone statue of gods and demons after another.

Wang Quan asked curiously, "Is that mysterious Taoist scripture on these stone statues?"

Wu Tian clasped his hands together and said, "Not bad!"

The information provided by "[Tianxia Daoting]" states that "this Daoist scripture is located at this Daoist punctuation mark."

Seeing this, Wang Quan didn't press the matter further.

He simply withdrew the paper figures and magical artifacts, saying, "You two, please search with peace of mind. I will not disturb you."

Lian Wuji suddenly spoke up: "You should search too."

Wang Quan shook his head and repeated the same words he had just spoken to Wu Tian.

Lian Wuji frowned, then asked, "How many more days until your safe zone is established?"

After calculating the exact time, Wang Quan chuckled and said, "Nineteen days left!"

Lian Wuji nodded: "That's enough!"

"I will be able to find that mysterious Taoist scripture in less than nineteen days."

one day.......

They used magic and even magical artifacts to repeatedly examine the ghost and god statues.

The result was that nothing was gained.

Three days...

The Heavenly Eye shone with golden light, cutting through the stone statues of ghosts and gods.

As a result, the golden light reflected from the ghost statue burned two holes in his eyes.

It took the Purple Mansion cultivator, who had fallen from the Golden Core stage, three whole days for his eyes to regenerate.

Then, once again, he stubbornly glared at the golden light, illuminating the cutting of another demon statue.

Unsurprisingly, the eye became a hole again.

This time, however, his eyes recovered in just two days.

Then, as if courting death, he kept shooting golden light at the statues of ghosts and gods, cutting them open, and then repairing their eyes.

once....

three times....

Five times...

His repair time is getting shorter and shorter.

Day 12:

After Wutian's eyes became holes, they could recover in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

However, his gaze still could not destroy the demon statue.

Lian Wuji manipulated a first-tier Ice Soul Divine Needle magic weapon to pierce the Ghost God Stone Statue.

As a result, even the magical artifact that could easily destroy mountains, when unleashed at full power, could not leave a gap in the demon statue.

On the contrary, after several attempts, Lian Wuji's Ice Soul Needle broke.

This result made Lian Wuji wince in distress: "There's something wrong with these stone statues."

"That scroll of Taoist scriptures is definitely hidden inside the stone statue."

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any magic weapons? Let's unleash them and bombard the stone statue together!"

"If you find a mysterious Taoist scripture, you will feel at ease when you copy it."

Wang Quan glanced at the small house that was about to be successfully rendered and shook his head: "Sorry, my magic weapon is lost in a fragment of history!"

Upon hearing this, both Lian Wuji and Wutian curled their lip, their faces filled with disbelief.

"During the historical battle, everyone's magical treasures and magic bags were sealed in their Purple Mansions."

"Even the powerful Accelerator couldn't take anything from the Purple Mansion."

"How did you manage to leave the irretrievable magical artifact in the fragments of history?"

Wang Quan did not hide anything and sincerely replied, "In that historical episode, there was a woman named Tianxuan."

"She can pull out magical treasures from the Purple Palace."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately memorized the name of Princess Tianxuan.

Wu Tian, ​​with a kind and benevolent expression, inquired about Tian Xuan's information.

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "You don't necessarily want to go to historical fragments, do you?"

Wu Tian nodded: "We must go!"

"By participating in a historical segment, one can obtain information from one or even several volumes of mysterious Taoist scriptures."

"Moreover, we also have the opportunity to change history."

"Just imagining it is exciting."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan recounted the story of Princess Tianxuan.

The two monks kept this in mind.

In another six or seven days, the time when the entire Wangquan Yinfu gang will be rendering the houses will arrive.

Lian Wuji and Wutian rose to take their leave.

Before leaving, Wutian even recited a sad passage of scripture for Wang Quan.

Wang Quan frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Fellow Daoist Wutian, I don't ask you to sprinkle flowers to celebrate for me, nor do I ask you to set off firecrackers to celebrate."

"You reciting a joyous passage of scripture will also serve as a congratulation."

"But your scripture is too sorrowful, it's like a funeral for me."

Wu Tian sighed, "Before the safe zone is successfully established, a great terror will surely descend."

"At that time, no matter where you escape to, you will be dragged into the great terror."

"In the polar regions, no cultivator who enters the Great Terror ever survives."

"By chanting scriptures for you, I'm essentially holding your funeral in advance!"

"You should thank me, not complain, for being able to attend your own family's funeral in person."

Royal power.........