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

Many cultivators with their true forms wore strange expressions: "Brother Dao, you are more efficient at eliminating evil, so your gains must be greater."

"Why haven't you established your foundation yet?"

Wang Quan chuckled: "I'm still too young; I need to build up my foundation first!"

The others... didn't believe a single word.

In this vast Lower Academy, who doesn't know that you, the Flower-Sprinkling Taoist Wang Quan, are now the number one person below the Foundation Establishment stage?

You lack fundamental knowledge and experience.

Ha ha!

That excuse is hilarious!

Everyone laughed it off and stopped asking questions, then went about their own business.

one day....

Three days....

Five days.....

Many cultivators of the Body Realm sent over piles of five-colored soil.

Five-colored soil was piled up, and the king chanted Taoist incantations.

With each breath, the five-colored soil rotated on its own, gathering into the shape of an altar.

Under normal circumstances, after the altar is formed, it needs to be exposed to wind and sun and go through more than ten cycles of the four seasons before it becomes a magical artifact.

However, just as the altar was taking shape, a huge safe zone suddenly erupted with white light, enveloping the altar.

With each breath, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter appeared within the white light.

Many cultivators who were originally cultivators looked on with blank expressions.

Wang Quan's eyes gleamed with golden light.

"Performing through all four seasons!"

"The changing seasons unfold within a small space!"

"This method is brilliant!"

He observed carefully and analyzed meticulously.

At this moment, in order to better understand the mysterious changes of the [Four Seasons], he even summoned the Yang God who made money.

boom!

As the Yang God entered the inner realm, the vast inner realm trembled slightly.

At this moment, the main body and the Yang spirit each cast different spells to observe from various angles.

A breath...

Three breaths...

Nine breaths...

Wang Quan suddenly had an epiphany. He patted the box, and paper figures flew out one by one:

boom! boom! boom!

A cloud of smoke rose from the incense burner, and a palace maid emerged from it.

They observed the changing seasons in the white light, and although they couldn't understand it, they still remembered it vividly.

"Fellow Daoist Ying, go and rent some brains for me!"

Ying Jiaren looked bewildered: "Didn't you say that cheaters aren't very smart?"

Royal power...

"I'll only hang up once!"

"oh!"

At this moment, a cultivator in his true form patted his treasure pouch and laughed, "Brother Dao, I have three thousand brains here; you can lend them to me temporarily!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "No need!"

Ying Jiaren chuckled, "We've leased thousands of brains on a long-term backup plan!"

After saying that, she turned around and went back to the real world to work on her brain.

The cultivator in his true form smiled and didn't mention offering his brain again.

Because he instantly realized that the royal power was on guard against him.

After all, this is an external brain, not an external limb or organ.

Perhaps it was because he sensed that the changing seasons, which were originally evolving rapidly, had suddenly slowed down, allowing him to observe them.

Not long after, Ying Jiaren came in.

She brought a thousand brains with her.

Click!

She opened the water tank, and one by one, brains flew out of it.

Wang Quan took a deep breath, then lifted the back of his head to reveal his white brain.

Nerves sprouted in the brain, like long hair, piercing into these brain cells.

Pfft!

The first nerve connects to the first brain.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Quan felt his mind suddenly become active.

He looked at the changing seasons before him and felt much more relaxed than before.

At this moment, the second and third brains also connected.

As each brain connected, Wang Quan felt his wisdom increase greatly.

In less than a hundred or two hundred breaths, a thousand minds were already engaged.

At this moment, he sees the changing seasons as clearly as the lines on his palm.

"I've become smarter!"

"No, I've been smart since I was a child; it's just that this body I had before limited my intelligence!"

"This is the real me!"

"I get it!"

He observed the changing seasons in the white light and completed his own "performance of the four seasons".

At that moment, he smiled: "I've not only been smart since I was a child, I'm a genius!"

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"Water it quickly!"

"Don't use ordinary water, use Yin water, extremely cold water!"

For the first time, anxiety appeared on Ying Jiaren's cold face.

Because at this moment, the thousands of brains in the Wangquan cheat were all steaming hot.

Some of the brains were even bright red, exuding a faint aroma of meat.

"Overworking your brain!"

"This is pure brain overuse!"

"Brother Scattering Flowers, what are you looking at? What happened?"

Many cultivators of the Body Realm took out their treasured Yin Water and Extreme Cold Water and poured them onto the brains to continuously cool them down.

Wisps of white smoke curled up, turning into clouds that lingered in the air.

Some cultivators can summon wind and rain, while others can summon ice and snow.

call!call!call!

The wind and rain howled, and ice and snow swept in.

boom! boom! boom!

One of the cheaters' brains exploded, turning into a fragrant brain.

The cultivators were stunned for a moment, then continued to lower the temperature.

Not long after, a brain suddenly sprouted two legs and then ran away.

Ying Jiaren sneered, opened her mouth and exhaled a white mist that transformed into a large net, trapping the mind.

This brain sprouted a mouth, baring its teeth and yelling, "You bastard, let go of Daoist Master!"

"I've got it!"

"What spring, summer, autumn, winter, or the twenty-four solar terms? They're all in this Taoist master's head!"

"Come, follow me, let's ascend together!"

At this moment, another brain also broke free from the neural connection to the monarchy, and then a new brain sprouted on top of it: "I understand!"

"I observe the changing seasons as clearly as the lines on the palm of my hand!"

"Fellow Daoists, today I am burning my lifespan to obtain a heavenly secret for you!"

"Fellow Daoists, aren't you going to thank me quickly?"

boom! boom! boom!

Each individual's mind breaks away from the monarchy.

Some twisted into unknown flesh and blood, some grew wings and took to the air; some grew bones, wrapped their brains, and then grabbed other brains to use as shields and hammers, and began to slaughter indiscriminately.

Many cultivators were initially bewildered, then their faces lit up with joy.

A monk opened his treasure pouch, put out melon seeds and juice on the table, and invited everyone to eat and drink.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone using cheats have such a brain!"

"That's amazing!"

"I wonder which of these brains will win!"

"I guess it's the one that only grows bones at the back of its head to protect itself. This guy clearly has a rebellious bone at the back of his head. These kinds of things are the most vicious."

"I bet it's the one with four legs and eight arms; look how fiercely he swings his arms."

The cultivators discussed the matter and even began placing bets on who would win.

Ying Jiaren was anxious; she wished she could crack open Wang Quan's skull to see if there was any mutation in his brain.

"I should have known better than to send him so many brains!"

"Something's happened!"

"What should we do?"

She had few friends and was anxious, not knowing who to talk to.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, then contacted Qian Xiuyue.

Upon receiving the news, Qian Xiuyue immediately rushed in with many of her fellow Daoists.

"What happened?"

Ying Jiaren quickly explained what had happened.

Seeing white smoke billowing from Wang Quan's seven orifices, Qian Xiuyue gritted her teeth and conjured an axe with magic: "I'll split open his skull to clear his air and dissipate his heat!"

Ying Jiaren worried, "What if he gets killed?"

Qian Xiuyue chuckled: "No, when I used to forge bone bowls, I specifically chopped off the top of the skull; it wouldn't damage the brain."

"Oh, that's good!" Ying Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief.