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

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As Qin Xianzi watched hundreds of cultivators surge in, nearly bursting the walls, she couldn't help but gasp, "I'm afraid I can't hold them off!"

"What should we do?"

"Using corpse clones to help?"

"No, we finally have a group of customers. If we use corpse clones to fob them off again, we might never have another chance to rise up."

"Forget it, I'll just have to go myself!"

"But this time I'm going to suffer a lot!"

Thinking of this, she forced a smile and entertained the cultivators.

When she heard that the group of cultivators had been introduced by Wang Quan, she was immediately moved to tears.

"It's still Wang Quan who cares about me; even though we're so far apart, he hasn't forgotten to support my business."

"If I had known, I would have insisted on making him happy back then!"

She warmly welcomed the many cultivators: "Everyone, let's make this clear first, one at a time, don't all rush in at once!"

Pfft!

Si Xiaohong laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"We have no interest in making trouble!"

"We've come here on the behalf of the Flower-Scattering Taoist, so we can get to know you and help each other out in the future!"

As she spoke, she gave Qin Xianzi a letter.

After reading the letter, Fairy Qin burst into tears: "Back then we were just nodding acquaintances. After so many years and such a long distance, he was still willing to ask you to take care of me."

"I really... Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!"

Qin Xianzi choked up, but Si Xiaohong and the others were overjoyed.

Because they had investigated Wang Quan and knew that his relationship with Qin Xianzi was merely a nodding acquaintance.

At most, it was just that the Fairy Qin from back then tried to suppress his yang energy for free.

I never expected that Wang Quan would remember such kindness so well.

"Our relationship with the royal power is far better than that of the Qin widow."

"The royal power will surely not forget us in the future."

"If he becomes successful someday, perhaps he'll send someone to rescue us from this misery!"

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone asked the master of ceremonies and the Dreamy Taoist nun.

Fairy Qin sighed, "Those two are fighting on the front lines!"

"I have their contact information. Please wait a moment, I will contact them."

She contacted the two female cultivators and then prepared tea to entertain Si Xiaohong and the others.

The monks next door peeked and watched.

The next second, Fairy Qin sneered and waved her hand, releasing a cloud of pink smoke: "What are you looking at? Trying to get something for nothing?"

The monks next door chuckled but remained silent.

More than two hours later, a petite cultivator, who looked like a little girl, returned carrying a head and half a skeleton.

She was clearly taken aback when she saw everyone.

Qin Xianzi quickly stepped forward to introduce them, and then showed her Wang Quan's letter.

After reading the letter, the little girl's eyes reddened: "This guy..."

The person next to her, whose head she was holding, shook violently at the white bones under the neck: "Master of Ceremonies, Master of Ceremonies, let me see!"

The emcee, a Taoist nun, wiped her eyes and showed it to her: "It's a dreamlike letter, written by the Flower-Scattering Taoist Wang Quan. These people are all his friends!"

The female cultivator who was now only a head and half a skeleton was none other than the Dreamy Daoist.

After reading Wang Quan's letter, her eyes also reddened. She held back her tears, then sprayed out a colorful ribbon that wrapped around her body, transforming into a beautiful snake, and started chatting with Si Xiaohong and the others.

Because of Wang Quan's matchmaking, the two sides quickly became acquainted.

After exchanging pleasantries, Si Xiaohong and the others asked them about the situation at the front lines.

The master of ceremonies, a Taoist nun, scoffed, "They're now ordering us to clear away the many dangers in the sky and on the ground!"

"This kind of cleanup work is very dangerous."

"One wrong move and you could die!"

"The dreamlike state just turned out like this because it was a fraction of a second too slow!"

Si Xiaohong and the others were quite nervous: "Where are our family members?"

"Where are the Foundation Establishment cultivators who came with you?"

The officiating nun sighed, "Most of them are dead."

"Oh, right, there's another unfortunate fellow still alive, but he's living a life worse than death; do you want to see him?"

Si Xiaohong and many other cultivators nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

Not long after, Fairy Qin brought out a large water vat from the house.

Above the water vat, a head floated, while below it, liquids containing medicinal herbs soaked a set of internal organs.

Upon seeing the numerous cultivators, the head burst into tears: "Why have you all come to this place of despair?"

The cultivators: "Hmm?"

The cultivator, now only a head and internal organs remaining, cried out, "Brothers, it's so tough here!"

"Please listen to my complaints!"

Si Xiaohong hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Can you hurry up and tell us your grievances? We need to talk to other people later!"

The Brain Monk...

After a short while, Si Xiaohong and many other cultivators realized just how cruel this place was.

Back then, so many cultivators and spirits came to the Lower Temple after the drowning.

Over the years, all the spirits and monsters have died out completely.

As for the cultivators, many have already reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, most of them were very miserable.

They didn't tell their families any of this in the letter.

They just kept reporting that they were safe and briefly mentioned the dangers here.

Some people even died, and the living had to write letters for them.

At this moment, many people remained silent.

After a long silence, Si Xiaohong muttered in a low voice, "Everyone, can we hold out until the Flower-Scattering Taoist arrives in five or six years?"

One of the monks gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"

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The black bird flies and the rabbit runs:

At the Lower Academy of Drowning, everything has been running as before since the departure of several hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The only difference is:

There are far fewer cultivators who can descend to the second layer of the world in their true form.

However, the cleaning work on the second floor did not slow down at all; on the contrary, it continued to accelerate.

The present world:

Many families and organizations have intensified their efforts to buy and lure ordinary people to the market.

Most of them had to practice new methods and then gather and refine sunlight.

A small number of people become innate martial artists, only to be harvested as raw materials.

At the same time, at Wang Quan's suggestion, everyone formed a "Great Sun Alliance" with Qian Xiuyue.

This alliance has only one purpose: to build a five-colored altar to worship the sun and to improve and iterate the [Sunflower Essence].

After the alliance was established, the production efficiency of sunlight suddenly increased dramatically.

After seeing the results and reaping the benefits, everyone became even more engrossed in the research.

Five-colored altars rose from the ground, and groups of people came together to worship and gather sunlight.

Everything is going in a good direction.

One year.....

Three years...

Five years...

The second layer of the world extends from the mountain road connecting the lower courtyard to the city, with large trees on both sides reflecting in it; the safe zone of the city is also constantly expanding.

Some cultivators felt that what Wang Quan said made sense, and they used the lower courtyard as the core to reflect the mountains, rocks, plants and trees in the present world little by little.

Another group of monks specifically expanded the safety zone on both sides of the mountain road.

Among them, the Chung family worked the hardest.

Over the past five years, the Zhong family cultivators have relied on the book of Zhong Xiushi to tirelessly practice the "Scripture of Salvation".

The book has now been transformed into the size of a Taoist scripture, its surface covered with patterns that outline a blurry face.

If you look closely, you'll find that the face is similar to that of the original Zhong family monk.

Over the years, two sets of top-tier magical artifacts, each worth 108,000, have also been crafted.

It just so happens that one set of royal power and one set of Ying Jiaren are appropriate.

But this is not the greatest gain for the monarchy.

His greatest takeaway was:

The 365-story foundation platform is finally nearing completion.

This also means that he is about to step into the Foundation Establishment Realm.

—Thank you all for your support—Thank you so much—Please send me some electricity—