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

In December, when the drowning occurred, it snowed almost every day, and the air was bitterly cold.

Fortunately, the coffin was very good, and it wasn't cold at all when I lay naked inside at night.

The Lower House also gave these immortal seekers with zero privileges a jade pendant.

Wearing the jade pendant, one feels warm all over and is not afraid of the wind, snow and cold.

At the end of the month, Wu Yong was taken away by Zhao Hongyi's red-crowned crane and did not return for three full days.

When he met Wang Quan, his first words were: "It's a good thing you didn't go."

"If you go, I'm afraid neither of us will come back."

Wang Quan asked curiously, "What? Does Zhao Hongyi intend to imprison you or me?"

Wu Yong rolled his eyes: "We're lower-level cultivators seeking immortality, how dare she?"

"What I mean is: Zhao Hongyi's manor is exquisite; I feel that even the imperial palace is no better than this."

"All the enjoyment you can and can't imagine is in there."

"I didn't want to come back, and then I started practicing magic and hanging out with the woman in red."

"Later, I thought about how lonely you would be all alone, and that's when I couldn't bear to come back."

Royal power.....

Since Wu Yong returned, Wang Quan noticed that he spent less time in the library.

However, the library was still very crowded.

Although people leave every day, more than a thousand new people come every month.

However, like gold being sifted from sand, few people could endure the loneliness, and after a while, they all went to practice magic.

Wang Quan continued to diligently study Taoist scriptures.

At this time, he only had a dozen or so volumes of Taoist scriptures left, totaling 90,000 volumes.

However, the last ten or so volumes of Taoist scriptures are extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

It often takes him more than a month to fully master a single volume.

January.....

February......

March...

Wu Yong asked Wang Quan, "How many volumes of Taoist scriptures do you have?"

Wang Quan smiled: "Four thousand five hundred volumes."

Wu Yong nodded.

He has mastered six thousand volumes.

Three months later, Wu Yong inquired again.

Wang Quan smiled: "Four thousand seven hundred volumes."

Wu Yong sighed, "Both the woman in red and Qian Xiuyue contacted me, asking when I would start practicing the technique."

Wang Quan smiled: "Want to leave?"

"Um!"

"Let's go then!"

"I aim to master the six thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures!"

Wu Yong's expression was complicated: "Sister in red, Qian Xiuyue, and others all said: After practicing the method, you can improve the Taoist scripture and then change the version without affecting your cultivation."

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Regardless of whether what they say is true or false, I want to use the fundamental method of the six thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures for my first practice."

Wu Yong nodded: "Okay!"

"Oh, right, I'm leaving!"

"The formal practice will begin tomorrow."

"The woman in red prepared some materials to aid me in refining techniques."

"Um!"

Wu Yong is gone; he ultimately left without completing his goal of seven thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures.

At this moment, Wang Quan looked around the entire library and found that he was the only one left who had come from the same year as him.

At this moment, something called loneliness rises in my heart.

He composed himself and began to study the Taoist scriptures again.

In April... he still had twenty scrolls of Daoist scriptures left.

May... Volume 19.

July... Volume 17.

Before he knew it, he had become an old man in the library.

Some newcomers to the library would ask him questions.

Wang Quan did not hide anything and told the other party everything he knew.

As for their choice, that's none of his business.

It's December again, and heavy snow is falling.

Wu Yong, dressed in a gray-white Taoist robe, arrived riding a crane.

His lips curled up, his eyes brightened, and his honest face was gone, replaced by confidence, arrogance, and nobility.

"Royal Power, we expanded the estate this year!"

"I cultivated twelve magical powers in nine months; it is said that Sister Red has cultivated seventy-two magical powers."

"Once we've accumulated 360 units of mana, we can begin preparations for Foundation Establishment."

"Then we can stay in the Lower House forever."

"Forever a disciple of the Drowning Path."

"You have no idea how popular disciples of the Drowning Path are in this place."

"Even leaving the drowning lower house is a popular career choice."

Wu Yong talked a lot on Bilibili.

Wang Quan listened attentively.

Finally, he asked curiously, "Does the Taoist scripture say that only by refining 1001 levels of magical power can one attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Wu Yong laughed heartily: "The 1001 magical powers are just a concept from Taoist scriptures."

"The inner realm we have created through our [Sexual Cultivation] can only accommodate 360 ​​streams of magical power."

Wang Quan nodded.

Wu Yong invited him to this year's gathering, but he still didn't go.

Wu Yong's expression was strange: "Aren't you lonely staying here all by yourself?"

"Among our current lower house, you're the only one who hasn't practiced magic yet!"

Wang Quan smiled wryly: "Who told me to study too few Taoist scriptures when I was young?"

"I also want to start practicing magic as soon as possible!"

Wu Yong patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, saying, "Don't rush, take your time."

"If all else fails, you can mortgage your body to buy a 9,000 version of the fundamental law, and you'll get a head start compared to us."

Wang Quan's lips twitched: "I'm afraid of dying."

Wu Yong chuckled: "I've seen people who bought the advanced version of the cultivation technique two years ago, and they're still fine!"

The king remained silent.

He didn't want to take risks.

Moreover, he was only a dozen or so volumes of Taoist scriptures short of his goal.

Why not be patient for a while?

Wu Yong is gone; he came riding a crane and he left riding a crane.

Just like how he envied Zhao Hongyi last year.

Time flies like an arrow; before you know it, July's heat has arrived.

After two and a half years of study, Wang Quan finally mastered the last volume of the Taoist scripture.

The moment he passed the test of the ten-thousandth volume of the Daoist scriptures, a message appeared in his mind.

[First-Rank Daoist Seal - Royal Power - Lifespan 18/100]

[Promotion requirements for Daoist Seal Rank: 1/2]

[Realm: None!]

[Fundamental Law: None!]

[Spell: None!]

[Characteristic: None — Consumes one strand of Heavenly Secret to condense one characteristic.]

[Heavenly Secrets: 1.]

Elixirs, essences, and magical treasures can all be transformed into celestial secrets.

Royal power... was calm and undisturbed.

He often spent two and a half years working hard to complete ten thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures. The loneliness and hardship he endured were enough to calm his mind.

After studying the [First-Rank Daoist Seal], he learned that only by mastering ten thousand volumes of Daoist scriptures and having no magical power in one's body can a [First-Rank Daoist Seal] be created.

He didn't understand why the elderly people who drowned didn't tell their descendants.

After pondering it for a while and sensing the many mysteries of the [First-Rank Dao Seal], he went straight back to the coffin dormitory.

Click!

The coffin lid was completely black.

Wang Quan took a deep breath, then consciously touched the attribute bar.

The next second, 365 characteristics appeared:

Energy Gathering +1, Earth Ley Lines +1, Spell Power +1, Recovery +1...

With over three hundred different characteristics, Wang Quan wanted them all, as each one would be beneficial for cultivating immortality.

"However, the foundation of cultivating immortality is the method of gathering qi and refining techniques."

"I was chosen to gather Qi, which will increase my speed in each cultivation session."

"Only in this way can we catch up with Wu Yong, Zhao Hongyi and the others."

The next second, the [First-Rank Daoist Seal] information was refreshed:

[First-Rank Daoist Seal - Royal Power - Lifespan 18/100]

[Promotion requirements for Daoist Seal Rank: 1/2]

[Realm: None!]

[Fundamental Law: None!]

[Spell: None!]

【Special Feature: Qi Gathering +1 — Consumes 10 Heavenly Secrets to condense one special feature.】

[Heavenly Secrets: 0.]

Elixirs, essences, and magical treasures can all be transformed into celestial secrets.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan smiled.

"The number of Celestial Secrets required for the next feature has increased; but it doesn't matter!"

"Next, I should choose a fundamental method to begin gathering Qi."

"Then complete tasks to upgrade your privileges."

However, before that, he still sent messages to Wu Yong, Qian Xiuyue, and even Zhao Hongyi: "I have completed the predetermined goal and am ready to practice the technique."