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

This group of cultivators who practice both physical and spiritual cultivation, allowing their true forms to descend to the second layer of the world, place great importance on royal power.

Because they knew that only royal power could lead them to illuminate the fourth building.

Without royal power, it would likely take a thousand years, or even longer, to reflect the image of a fourth building.

But they can't afford to wait.

Wang Quan pondered for a moment: "The cafeteria!"

"Open up the cafeteria!"

"Since every building reflected in the light has a special ability, I'd like to see what special ability the cafeteria has!"

Many cultivators who were at the Body Realm laughed: "Brother Dao, just make sure you've identified your target."

"Starting today, we will have more Yin Spirit cultivators research the dining hall."

"However, I still hope that you will lend a hand more often in the future!"

Wang Quan smiled and said, "No problem!"

The ritual of saving people permanently cleanses evil, increases virtuous deeds, and accelerates the condensation of one's primordial spirit.

Although it would delay his gathering of moonlight and his cultivation time, he also grew in other aspects.

Moreover, his cultivation efficiency is already high, so he will naturally balance the two.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, a cultivator from the True Body realm stepped into the dining hall to study the evil within.

The other cultivators of the main body summoned the cultivators of the Yin spirit to conquer the dining hall together.

However, many Yin Spirit cultivators were unwilling.

They each had their own ideas, and only about one in ten were willing to conquer the cafeteria.

Wang Quan didn't care: how others chose was none of his business.

Just like when we studied the Taoist scriptures together back then: everyone knew that it was beneficial to complete ten thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures before practicing the method, and the higher the version of the fundamental method of the first practice, the greater the benefit.

However, how many people actually complete tens of thousands of volumes of Daoist scriptures before formally beginning their practice?

After exchanging pleasantries, a scout brought news: "The canteen is similar to the tomb; if you don't enter in the same group, you won't enter the same space."

"However, every floor is the same: they all correspond to the current world's cafeteria structure."

"Upon entering, a twisted evil force forces one to eat."

"Eating it will damage your spirit."

"If you don't eat, you'll be slaughtering the cafeteria like pigs."

"The cafeteria storyline is simple, but the evil is powerful."

"Ordinary spirits are no match for evil in a one-on-one fight."

Neither Wang Quan nor the cultivator paid much attention, and the two headed straight for the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was dark and the doors were tightly shut.

What was originally a normal gate was now blocked by a grotesque, blue-faced demon with fangs baring its teeth.

A malevolent spirit laughed and said, "These two are wicked and greedy."

"One person can get in by throwing in one Qingfu!"

The cultivator grabbed two green tadpoles and threw them into the ghost-faced man's mouth.

The masked figure chewed a few times, then snapped open the left door: "You can go in, but the one over there isn't allowed in!"

Everyone was astonished: "You, an evil being, can even speak?"

They had been inside before and had never seen this thing talk.

The demonic mask on the right door grinned maliciously: "We can not only talk, we can also eat people!"

"Believe it or not? If you don't, jump into my mouth and I can swallow it whole."

hiss!

Many of the Yin spirits gasped in shock and drifted away a great distance.

Wang Quan smiled and asked, "Why won't you let me in?"

The demonic face on the right door grinned maliciously: "I saw you enter the general's tomb with my own eyes and kill the general!"

"You're not a good person, so of course you're not allowed in!"

The king remains silent:

The evil one actually said I'm not a good person?

Isn't this bullying the honest person?

You evil people, how dare you utter the word "good"?

The cultivator frowned: "A mere evil spirit spewing filth, courting death!"

The monk opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of raging fire.

This fire was not firewood, charcoal, or oil; nor was it the fire of the sun or the fire of the earth's lungs; rather, it was a fire he specially collected from the four directions, born at the turn of the seasons, and forged by mixing it with the anger in his heart.

When this fire falls on metal, it can burn metal; when it falls on evil, it is like a maggot that gnaws into bones, burning straight into the crevices of the bone.

Ordinary methods simply cannot extinguish this fire.

As a result, after the fire subsided, the demon-faced creature curled its tongue and swallowed all the flames, then let out a burp: "Open flames are strictly prohibited in the cafeteria!"

Ontological monk...

Everyone...

Wang Quan said in a low voice, "Open flames are strictly prohibited. How are you going to cook?"

The masked man said smugly, "Use Yin Fire!"

call!

A stream of yin fire spewed out from the side by a yin spirit.

As a result, the masked man still swallowed it whole.

"How could you even swallow yin fire?"

The masked man said smugly, "To me, Yin Fire is like candied fruit and pastries; don't you eat candied fruit and pastries?"

The Yin spirits...were filled with shame and anger.

The cultivator in his true form sneered, "A mere little evil dares to toy with us?"

"It seems..."

Wang Quan waved his hand and said, "Brother Dao, I'll deal with him!"

When the ghost-faced man saw Wang Quan, he immediately bared his teeth and said, "Kid, don't cause any trouble."

"You killed the general, which means we have one less unwelcome guest."

"It also terrified other unpleasant guests, causing them to lose their appetite."

"You're not getting in today."

Wang Quan was too lazy to argue with the evil ghost-faced man, so he started reciting the sutra for saving people.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

As soon as the sutra for ferrying people was recited, the two blue-faced, fanged demons on the door panicked and fled in all directions.

As a result, the demon mask on the left door was hidden.

When the demon mask on the right door ran to the edge of the door frame, it was pulled back by chains made of Buddhist scriptures.

Culture forms chains, binding the ghost's face.

The ghost-faced figure wailed and cursed loudly:

"You're not a human being!"

"Utterly wicked!"

"What kind of skill is it to bully a mere gatekeeper like me? If you're so capable, go and teach the owner of this place a lesson!"

Wang Quan remained silent, only reciting scriptures.

The first recitation of the sutra for saving sentient beings has ended.

The demon mask was weakened by the chains made of Buddhist scriptures.

However, death did not dissipate.

Wang Quan raised an eyebrow: "Looks like you do have some skill."

He released a portion of his external elixir to replenish his magical power and then continued chanting scriptures.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

As the magical power was depleted, the scriptures once again transformed into chains.

Ghost Face gritted his teeth: "If you've got the guts, kill me!"

"Otherwise, I absolutely won't open the door!"

Wang Quan remained silent, only chanting scriptures.

At this moment, the chains made by the cultural figure were no longer wrapped around the demon mask, but instead lashed out fiercely.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Chains lashed out, the demon's face twisted and rolled on the door, but it still cursed and swore.

The second recitation of the Sutra of Salvation has ended.

The ghost mask is still alive.

The other Yin spirits were unaware of the power involved, but the cultivator in his true form slightly changed his expression.

This is just a doorman in the cafeteria who managed to withstand two rounds of the Ferryman Sutra without dying.

How terrifying is the evil within?

It seems this canteen is more important than the tomb.

At this moment, Wang Quan recited the Sutra of Salvation for the third time.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

This time, the craftsmen made hammers, chisels, and saws.

The hammer pounded the demon's mouth, making a clanging sound; the chisel chiseled out the seven orifices, producing bursts of thunder and flashes of fire; the saw cut through the dough, making a sizzling sound.

The masked creature wailed, "Stop it! Stop it!"

"I'll open the door for you!"

"Can't I just open the door?"

Crunch!

The right door opens.

But the next second, Wang Quan yanked the door back open: "Did I tell you to open the door?"

Ghost Face...

At this moment, Wang Quan continued reciting the sutra for saving people.

Ghost Face hurriedly opened the door, and Wang Quan closed it again.

Once...

Three times...

Five times...

The demon mask on the right door let out a final, mournful howl, cursing, "Fuck your mother!"

After uttering these words, he died hastily before the king could even react with anger.

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