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

call out!

Wang Quan formed a hand seal, and a spell was cast into a spell model.

Whoosh!

The spell model levitated, its internal gears rotating, connecting rods moving, and various pistons and modules operating rhythmically under the drive of the gears.

Snap! Snap!

The various mechanical parts meshed and broke in, producing a roaring sound.

call!

Wang Quan unleashed another spell, which landed on another spell model.

Whoosh!

The spell model took off and then snapped into place with the first spell model.

Crash!

The two spell models bite and clash, exploding into bursts of fire, lightning, and flames.

call!call!call!

Wang Quan unleashed over seventy spells in one breath.

These spells together form a minor supernatural power: [The long river gradually falls and the morning star sinks].

Whoosh!

More than seventy spell models collided, interlocked, clashed, and pulled, forming a spherical metal structure.

This structure is hollowed out and has a diameter of thirty li.

At this moment, it hung in the air and exploded with multicolored light; many rays of light hung down behind the sphere and drifted like a long river.

At this moment, all the beings in the vast stone city who witnessed this scene rejoiced: "It's supernatural power!"

"The gentlemen have mastered yet another supernatural power!"

"Our Stone City is now even more secure!"

When other beings from other cities came to this place and saw this scene, they curled their lip in disdain: "It's just a minor supernatural power, what's there to be proud of?"

"In our city, primordial spirits roam everywhere, and those who can refine golden pills with supernatural powers are no better than dogs."

"Just how weak are you all? You get so excited over a minor supernatural power?"

The local orthodox monks laughed heartily: "You have no idea what Stone City is all about!"

"Since the founding of our Stone City, the strongest cultivator has never been more than a Foundation Establishment cultivator; there isn't even a Purple Mansion cultivator above that level."

"However, through our efforts, the Purple Mansion and the Golden Core were born in Stone City."

"In the past, we were able to gain a foothold in the polar regions and even surpass many cities to become the top cities in the polar regions when we were only at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Now, we have the Purple Mansion and the Golden Elixir."

"What do you think the future holds for our Stone City?"

The creatures that had traveled from afar looked at the small magical artifact being crafted in the sky and murmured in disbelief, "The future of Stone City is limitless!"

Hahaha!

The creatures of Stone City laughed triumphantly.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The supernatural structures, spanning over thirty miles, rotated, meshing and working together.

Wang Quan sat amidst the seventy-two trails of smoke and dust, sometimes spewing out magical power to bless, sometimes ascending the platform to perform rituals, summoning wind and rain to wash away the dust, and lightning to strike.

As night fell, he released a series of star arrays, drawing down countless starlight to cleanse and refine it.

He himself carried sandalwood incense sticks that were over ten meters thick and hundreds of meters tall to worship the stars.

call!call!call!

The incense smoke billowed into the sky, making the stars in the night sky seem even more dazzling, and more starlight fell down.

Wang Quan then patted the Su Yue paper-cutting box, and sheets of paper flew out one by one. The scissors moved like dragons, slicing and cutting many paper stars that hung in the air, corresponding to the stars in the sky, to amplify the power of worship and the gathering of starlight.

When dawn broke, the king gathered the purple aura.

With a single breath, several streams of purple energy descended from the sky, landing on his minor supernatural power to continue refining it.

The black bird flies and the rabbit runs:

January.....

The magical power of "The Long River Gradually Falls and the Morning Star Sinks," which was originally thirty miles long, shrank to a size of twenty miles.

Although progress is fast, this supernatural power still cannot be used to kill enemies.

May......

The minor supernatural power, "The long river gradually falls and the morning star sinks," shrank by about five miles.

The supernatural powers activated, unleashing various energies such as earth, fire, wind, and water.

One year........

The supernatural power shrank by about two miles.

At this point, as time went on, the process of refining this supernatural power became slower and more difficult.

Wang Quan didn't care.

It took Ruo Jinghong and the others several years to refine their supernatural abilities.

He would be satisfied if he could master this first supernatural power within five years.

However, at that moment, the golden core in his Purple Mansion began to throb, trying to leap out of the Purple Mansion.

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he released the golden elixir.

call out!

The golden elixir roared and descended above the divine power.

The next moment, the golden core spun, scattering rays of golden light that fell down.

This golden light, like a waterfall, penetrated every corner of the supernatural power, causing the enormous power to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My darling!"

Wang Quan was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that this golden elixir could accelerate the refinement of supernatural powers.

Even more unexpectedly, the acceleration effect of the Golden Elixir was so profound.

Thinking of this, he felt happy.

The supernatural structure was rapidly reduced in size, allowing for smoother break-in of internal gears, connecting rods, and other components.

In just six months, the supernatural structure shrank to only a radius of seven or eight miles.

At this moment, Wang Quan's mind raced, and he directly opened the Purple Mansion.

Whoosh!

The Purple Palace appeared behind his head.

This Purple Mansion was originally no bigger than a millstone, but after Wang Quan unleashed streams of magical power, it expanded to a size of tens of miles, resembling clouds that obscured part of the sky above Stone City.

Upon seeing this, a cultivator from the Purple Mansion Realm had an idea and took to the air.

They gazed at the King's Purple Palace from afar, and saw that it had been completely split open, revealing pavilions, courtyards, bridges, streams, gardens, and ponds—everything one could desire.

One of the wells spewed forth the light of the sun, moon, and stars.

Spring water gushes forth, flowing with gushing medicinal liquid.

A windmill was turning, and somehow it drew out 36,000 worries, which were then blown away by the wind.

Many cultivators who saw Wang Quan's Purple Mansion felt that his Purple Mansion was extremely mysterious and far beyond their imagination.

"They're both Purple Mansions, but how come his Purple Mansion is even more mysterious than we know?"

"I don't know, perhaps this Purple Mansion is the legendary magical treasure Purple Mansion."

"Unfortunately, we lack the resources and the number of Daoist scriptures is also limited, making it impossible for us to analyze the Purple Mansion of the magic treasure."

"Otherwise, wouldn't one who forges a set of magical artifacts and returns to his hometown be revered by thousands?"

The clever ghost's eyes darted around: "We don't have the ability to refine it ourselves, but didn't Fellow Daoist Scattering Flowers refine it?"

"We can describe the magnificent scene of Fellow Daoist Scattering Flowers' Purple Mansion."

"If we show this to younger generations in the future, perhaps they can learn something from it; it can also inspire them to strive for it."

Upon hearing this, many cultivators at the Purple Mansion level brightened up: "That's right, that makes perfect sense!"

"I've also studied the techniques of painting; I'll depict it!"

Other Purple Mansions also wanted to get involved, so they all used their methods to help.

Some cultivators used visualization techniques to bless the portrait, while others lit sandalwood incense in worship, creating a connection between the painting and the image of the King's Purple Mansion.

Some cultivators use techniques like the moon reflected in water and flowers in a mirror to enhance the realism of portraits.

They not only depicted the purple palace of the king's power, but also meticulously described the supernatural powers beside it.

After some effort, the scroll was completed.

The scroll is over ten feet in size, depicting pavilions, courtyards, bridges, and flowing water—everything one could want.

They faithfully depicted everything visible, from the plants in the garden to the patterns on the eaves and corners of the houses, down to the smallest detail.

In the painting: half of the immense divine power was swallowed up by the Purple Mansion.

In reality:

The supernatural power entered the Purple Palace, landing in the place that the king had previously designated, and took root there.