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

After studying volume after volume of Taoist scriptures, Wang Quan finally saw hope in the Imperial Scripture titled "The Divine Says the Radiance of Lapis Lazuli Illuminates Past and Present".

This Taoist scripture is written in obscure and difficult-to-understand language.

Even though he had mastered nearly five thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures, he had only analyzed one percent of the content.

This one percent of the content mentions time and space, reincarnation, and the passage of time.

This method of obsessively recalling memories is related to these three main aspects.

Wang Quan felt that as long as he could comprehend a little more, even if he couldn't find the [Palace of Miracles], he could easily leave this place.

However... he didn't recognize any of the subsequent Daoist texts.

"We still need to find a way to break the suppression of the Taoist scriptures in this place."

In the years that followed, Wang Quan tried various methods in an attempt to see the fifth thousandth volume of the Daoist scripture.

Time flies like an arrow, and the world is reset once again.

Wang Quan felt that he had aged more mentally.

However, those boys and girls, just like before, are still full of energy and vitality.

They were like children who never grew up, practicing various methods, boasting about the past, and dreaming about the future.

One reset....

Ten resets.....

100 resets...

Wang Quan still hasn't found the contents of the 50,000th volume of the Daoist scriptures.

He went into the stone tower and asked the creatures there, but they could not answer.

He was unwilling to give up and kept asking questions.

As a result, the Spirit Demon Venerable appeared and stopped him: "Old man, stop struggling!"

"You can only leave by finding the Palace of Miracles."

"If I can't find it, I'll be stuck here forever."

Wang Quan asked in astonishment, "What did you call me?"

The Spirit Demon Venerable sighed, "I called you old man!"

As he spoke, he visualized a mirror reflecting the royal power.

Wang Quan looked in the mirror and was completely dumbfounded.

Because the person in the mirror already had a white beard and a face full of wrinkles.

They looked exactly like the old men and women he had seen in the stone pagodas, pavilions, and courtyards.

boom!

Wang Quan poked at the mirror with his finger.

The mirror shattered!

"This isn't me!"

"This place is just an obsession with memories; everything here is an illusion."

"In the real world, I'm still a child."

"That old man isn't me!"

However, his aged face was reflected in every shard of mirror that fell to the ground.

The Spirit Demon Venerable sighed, "Old man, although this place is for reminiscing about the past..."

"However, the creatures here reflect the essence, spirit, and soul of the original being."

"Your spirit has aged, and your energy and vitality have withered."

"Therefore, your appearance naturally ages."

"Look at those teenagers, they have sealed themselves off from the real world and been asleep for almost an entire generation."

"This memory has been repeated countless times."

"But they never grew old."

"If you continue like this, one day you'll become an old thing in a courtyard or pavilion."

"Even becoming a monster within the stone tower!"

The Spirit Demon Venerable has left.

Wang Quan remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he stomped on all the shards of the mirror and then sat down in an open space.

"Whether you have a good mindset or stay young, it doesn't matter."

"Right now, I just want to decipher the fifth thousandth volume of the Daoist scriptures, then decipher the Imperial Scripture titled 'The Divine Says the Radiant Light of Lapis Lazuli Illuminates Past and Present,' and finally escape from here."

It is impossible to find the Palace of Miracles.

Because it takes a thousand years to forge a ten-foot-long hemp rope.

Even if he could forge a ten-foot-long hemp rope within a year, he still wouldn't be able to make it grow even a fraction of a hair's breadth over the remaining nine hundred and ninety-nine years, no matter how hard he tried every day.

So he gave up making hemp rope.

Because he knew that the system resets once every ten thousand years, and he could only forge a ten-zhang (approximately 33 meters) hemp rope.

However, even with a ten-foot-long rope, the Miracle Palace could not be found.

Reset again and again.

After a certain reset, Wang Quan discovered that, starting from some point, he found himself in a courtyard after the reset.

He sat alone in the courtyard.

This is similar to the old men and women he saw in other courtyards back then.

He knew that there was something wrong with his mindset.

At the same time, I also realized that I was more in tune with these memories of the past.

"Perhaps, after a reset, I will be completely integrated into these past memories."

"However, I must continue to strive before I can truly integrate."

As he pondered, he examined the memories within the ten thousand crystal heads.

Many memories, vivid and lifelike, are just like his memories when he first arrived.

After countless resets, the courtyard disappeared, and he appeared in the attic.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the attic disappeared, and he appeared in a stone tower.

This stone tower exudes an aura of decay, gloom, and despair.

Sitting there, he felt an itch on his scalp, as if a new brain was about to sprout from his decaying mind.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Wang Quan scratched his scalp a few times, feeling his head get even itchier.

The next moment, he lifted his skull, removed his brain, and then sprayed out a brainwashing spell from the idiot's path, washing away the decay and decay on the brain before reinstalling it into the skull.

However, the brain, which had just entered the skull, once again bred decay and despair.

In his line of sight, various ferocious monsters appeared on the walls surrounding the stone tower.

Many monsters urged him to practice the "Flying Rope Technique," to stop being stubborn, and to give up everything in the human world and stay here.

Wang Quan sneered: "If I weren't stubborn, I wouldn't be Wang Quan."

"It is precisely because of my stubbornness that I have achieved what I have today."

"Without my stubbornness, I would just be an inconspicuous and ordinary member of the masses."

"I don't want to be ordinary, and I don't want to be just another face in the crowd that's never even mentioned in history books."

"I want to become the most brilliant seeker of immortality in the drowning lane."

"I want to become the top master in unorthodox and unorthodox methods."

"I want to become an immortal in all the Taoist temples under heaven."

"I want to be someone who leaves a lasting mark on history in this dynasty and this era."

"I refuse to be ordinary!"

"I will not be corrupted by this false world!"

At this moment, Wang Quan's heart changed.

His inner light shone forth, like a soft cloth wiping a mirror, gently cleansing away all the decay and despair within him.

As his soul transforms, as decay and despair are wiped away, his aged face is reversed.

After the last trace of decay and despair within him was wiped away by the light of his soul, he once again became a handsome young man.

However, he did not leave the stone tower, but remained inside it.

But now, looking around, he could no longer see any twisted, decaying, and desperate creatures.

What he saw was a wall covered with Taoist inscriptions, patterns, and so on.

He even saw elderly men and women faintly visible around him.

These people were the same as those he had seen in the stone tower before.

However, at that time, everyone occupied their own stone tower, and they did not gather together, nor did they appear and disappear indistinctly.

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he got up and pushed against the stone tower wall.

The next instant, a window appeared on the wall, and a window sash appeared where he pushed with both hands.

Crunch!

He opened the window and peered out, seeing rows of collapsed, ruined stone towers overgrown with weeds.

He saw the collapsed courtyard and pavilions, and inside sat rows of skeletal remains.

He also saw the main hall where the Spirit Demon Venerable was located.

Nine-tenths of the main hall had collapsed, leaving only a few broken pillars standing on the ground.

He also saw bones scattered everywhere, broken and decaying magical artifacts, and a towering stone pillar that seemed to reach the clouds and never end.

He also saw some skeletons interacting with each other, either eating at a feast, singing and dancing, or asking for betrothal gifts.

At that moment, Wang Quan seemed lost in thought. "Did I see the reality of this world filled with memories of the past?"

The next moment, he sensed something and immediately opened the Daoist scripture.

Then, he saw the fifth thousandth volume of the Daoist scriptures.