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

Imperial Tomb Castle!

The capital of the Western Demon Emperor.

It is suspected that it suppressed the previous generation of the Five Ghost Emperors.

This news is actually nothing to the beings of the underworld.

In particular, the matter of suppressing the previous generation of Five Ghost Emperors was a joke to many beings in the underworld.

Even ghosts and gods believe that the Five Ghost Emperors have existed since time immemorial, have never been replaced, and have no previous generation.

Only the ancient and mysterious lineage of the cawing crow has left behind some legends.

As for whether it's true or false, they actually don't know.

Therefore, few people take bloodline spirits and deities to heart.

However, the royal power took this matter to heart.

According to Taoist scriptures, the five ghost emperors in the underworld do not reside in the capital city, but in sacred mountains.

"The Taoist scriptures have been passed down for so long, they couldn't possibly be wrong!"

"The legend in the bloodline of the Two Crows Taoist is correct: the previous generation of the Five Ghost Emperors is probably really dead."

"It seems that the corpse of the previous generation of Five Ghost Emperors is indeed suppressed in this Imperial Tomb City."

Thinking of this, Wang Quan became inexplicably excited: "If we dig up the corpses of the previous generation of Five Ghost Emperors, what kind of chaos would this Underworld become?"

"But where are the corpses of the Five Ghost Emperors?"

"Below the city? Below is something like a galaxy!"

"In the sky?"

"The sky was pitch black, endless, and utterly empty."

For a moment, he racked his brains trying to figure it out.

Cough!

The Two Crows Taoist coughed: "Attention, it's almost our turn to go in!"

Wang Quan composed himself and realized he was already near the door.

At this moment, an old-looking gatekeeper gave instructions to all the visitors carrying gift boxes and shoulder poles:

"The master is honest and upright, and cannot tolerate gift boxes."

"After you enter the courtyard, throw the gift boxes into the pavilion to the side, so as not to offend the master's eyes."

Everyone nodded in agreement: "That's exactly right."

The doorman smiled and said, "The master is still aware of your requests."

"As you all know, the capital is big and it's not easy to live here; normally, even if you queue for ten thousand years, you'll only be fit to wander the streets and eke out a living in the deepest alleys."

"But the master is kind-hearted; he will grant you a place in the alleyway facing the street, and a place for you to stay."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the bloodline demons and gods lit up: "A place in a street alley is enough."

Wang Quan coughed: "Uncle Qin, I feel that one seat is a bit small; could you perhaps allow two seats, or ten seats, in return?"

"I've heard that the alley is dangerous and terrifying, and I'm too weak to go in."

"Could you let me wait outside the alley and through the main entrance facing the street?"

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up, his mouth gaped open, and he chuckled strangely, "Country bumpkin, how did you know my surname is Qin?"

Wang Quan coughed: "Throughout history, the gatekeeper's status has been second only to the master of the mansion."

"If I need to ask the master of the mansion for a favor, I will naturally first inquire about the gatekeeper's information."

The doorman chuckled, "You've got a good idea, kid."

"Whether you want two seats or ten seats, or even just come through the front door openly, you can have them."

"The only question is, how much of a gift can you give the master?"

Wang Quan patted the pouch at his waist: "While I was queuing, I met some ghost brothers and sisters; when they heard that I was going to start a business, they generously sponsored me!"

Upon hearing this, the doorman laughed.

The two crows and the others looked annoyed: "If we had known this would happen, we should have snatched some gift boxes too."

The doorman sneered, "No matter how many gift boxes you have, the master won't accept them!"

The Taoist priest, Liangya, asked in bewilderment, "Why?"

The doorman scoffed, "Because you don't even know my last name!"

All bloodline spirits and deities...

The gatekeeper then turned to Wang Quan: "Young man, once you get what you want, what reward should you give me according to the rules?"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "I have a potent medicine to enhance my virility; I have a Luoyang shovel for digging tunnels; and I also have a magical artifact that increases attack speed."

The doorman coughed: "Although I don't like digging tunnels, I'm very curious about the so-called Luoyang shovel!"

Wang Quan laughed heartily: "Then I'll give you one!"

"make a deal!"

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Inside the gate, Wang Quan and his entourage indeed saw a pavilion.

Many bloodline spirits threw gift boxes and carrying poles at the pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, numerous two-legged frogs carried away gift boxes, singing and dancing, and disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, a golden light descended from the sky, landing in their hands and transforming into a key.

A demon with a bloodline suddenly threw out a second gift box, hoping to get two keys; however, as soon as the gift box landed, it was instantly thrown back by the two-legged frogs: "Don't litter!"

The bloodline demon was ashamed and angry, but dared not speak. He could only hold a key and stand silently to the side.

They could actually walk, but they just wouldn't.

They want to see how many keys the monarchy can hold.

Two Crows Taoist threw out the gift box, took a key, and then stared intently at Wang Quan: "Brother, you throw it."

Wang Quan patted the treasure pouch, and the next second, a large number of gift boxes filed out.

These gift boxes were transformed into graceful palace maids or handsome young men.

They played music and danced, as if stepping across an arched bridge, traversing the sky, and gracefully landing in the pavilion.

Ten gift boxes were dropped.

A two-legged frog banged a drum and gong, shouting, "Welcome, distinguished guests!"

One hundred gift boxes were dropped.

boom!

A cloud of black smoke exploded in front of Wang Quan, billowing and revealing a creature resembling a steward who chuckled and said, "Honored guest, please come with me to the tea room for a chat!"

Wang Quan smiled: "Wait a moment!"

He continued to pat the magic bag.

Two hundred gift boxes flew out and landed on the two-legged frogs in the pavilion.

boom!

Another burst of black smoke erupted, spreading out to the left and right, pushing the butler to the edge.

At this moment, the sounds of music and drumming came from the depths of the black smoke, and then a group of palace maids in black emerged carrying a sedan chair.

Ahead of the sedan chair, a graceful noblewoman swayed with every step, giggling, "Honored guest, please get in the sedan chair and come with me to rest and have some fun!"

The king was captivated by the elegant lady's laughter.

He took a deep breath and continued patting the magic bag: "Wait a moment!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The gift box continued to fly out of the pavilion, leaving the two-legged frogs inside panting heavily.

In the end, more than 600 gift boxes of various sizes fell into the pavilion, leaving it teetering on the verge of collapse.

However:

The people in the mansion were not ashamed or angry; on the contrary, they were overjoyed.

boom! boom! boom!

Puffs of black smoke exploded around the pavilion, and alluring women, giant snakes, octopuses, and other creatures appeared.

They wore heavy makeup, light makeup, or light shawls.

They sang and danced, played musical instruments, swayed their bodies, and made all sorts of cheerful noises.

A large number of two-legged frogs rushed out, in groups of four, carrying gift boxes, shouting slogans, and happily heading straight into the distance.

boom!

A cloud of black smoke exploded and spread out in front of Wang Quan.

Black smoke billowed, pushing aside the elegant nobleman and sedan chair, transforming into a black road leading to the heavens.

A voice rolled down from the dark road: "Young friend, please come and have a chat!"