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

The two teams met on the narrow mountain road.

The funeral procession heading into the mountains played suonas, shook its head, and sent paper money flying everywhere. Accompanied by bursts of dry wailing, the procession looked rather eerie amidst the swirling snow.

The group heading out of the mountain consisted entirely of paper figures. These paper figures had painted blush on their cheeks, black eyes, and were only in human form, not in human shape.

They also played music and danced, but dressed in white and wearing white flowers, surrounded by gusts of cold wind and swirling snow, which transformed into hideous faces that flew everywhere, obscuring the sky for thousands of meters.

When they met on a narrow path, neither side would back down.

Wang Quan's mind stirred, and the palace maids carried the eight-bearer sedan chair straight to the front.

Meanwhile, in the procession leaving the mountain, there was also a sedan chair carried by eight men that went straight to the front of the procession.

Two sedan chairs carried by eight men each faced each other.

Wang Quan spoke up: "Friends, whether you are human or not, please make way!"

"This humble Taoist priest sprinkles flowers, specifically for burying beings that might become abnormal!"

"Do not delay the time and allow the deceased to become abnormal; if that happens, neither of us will be in a good place."

There is also a competitive relationship between anomalies.

Therefore, Wang Quan's statement is not wrong.

From inside the sedan chair opposite, a sweet, coquettish voice came: "Flower-scattering Taoist, it was you who buried me at Xiji Mountain!"

"When I regained consciousness in the coffin, I saw you and the two Taoist nuns, patting your chests and touching your consciences, swearing that you wouldn't let me become abnormal. In the end, I still became abnormal!"

"Hehe...Why is that?"

Wang Quan's lips twitched: Had he encountered a victim? Was this person specifically looking for trouble?

But it doesn't matter, he has his own excuse: "Sister, I told you before, I'll use a million coins to find you a perfect burial site, and I will never let you become an anomaly."

"As a result, the group preparing for the funeral refused to pay more money!"

"No money, no good grave!"

"This isn't my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame those people!"

The person opposite him chuckled softly, "That's true. Without money, even cultivating to immortality is difficult. I can understand not being able to find a good tomb!"

"However, my sister isn't here to cause you trouble this time; she's here to pick up her husband!"

"Give the coffin to your sister, and she and her husband will return home together; and you won't have to dig a pit to bury anyone."

"So, you dispose of the body; I'm taking my husband with me!"

"A win-win situation!"

Wang Quan was quite tempted.

However... although some abnormal beings can speak human language, do human things, and have memories of their previous lives, they are ultimately not human, or even ghosts.

They are merely twisted monsters wearing the memories of their past lives.

Their words are not to be trusted!

"I'm sorry, my job is simply to ensure the deceased is properly laid to rest!"

"I understand your desire for a husband to fill your life; you can wait until I'm gone, then dig him up from his grave and enjoy yourself!"

Why do you insist on demanding it and put me in such a difficult position?

He gave a chilling laugh: "I want it now!"

"Give?"

"You won't give it to me?"

Wang Quan chuckled: "A mere anomaly, and you dare to be so presumptuous? Do you really think I, the Flower-Scattering Daoist, am no match for you like other cultivators?"

"Really... they don't know what's good for them!"

The next second, he snapped his fingers.

call out!

Paper figures flew out of the box, some holding a pipa, others carrying a guzheng or other musical instruments.

These paper figures transformed into palace maids, landing on stones, tree branches, and other places, and began to play music.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

As the song "Ambush from Ten Sides" played, a chilling atmosphere filled the mountains.

The swirling wind and snow were pulverized into snowflakes by the overwhelming killing intent.

Flutter! Flutter!

One by one, the rooster spirits took flight, landing either on the coffin or on the heads of tigers and wolves.

They cried out to the sky.

Hehehe.....

The crowing of a rooster shattered the countless eerie faces that filled the sky.

At the same time, dozens of black dog spirits barked wildly. They bent over and rushed forward, then leaped into the air, spraying black dog urine in an unusual direction, which turned into wind and rain and scattered on the paper figure, hissing and emitting black smoke.

Then a black donkey spirit howled, its four hooves flying, running around in all directions, leaving hoofprints on the ground that resembled large snakes or chains, dividing the unusual procession.

Black bears, wild boars, and other monsters roared to the sky, wielding butcher knives and charging menacingly towards the sedan chair.

A fierce tiger roars, and a wolf spirit howls at the moon.

Hundreds of monsters, to the tune of "Ambush from Ten Sides," began to charge at the unusual group.

boom! boom! boom!

In just one fierce charge, the extraordinary team was brought to the brink of collapse.

As the melody changed, hundreds of monsters began a second attack.

This time, a third of the paper figures and horses were slaughtered by them.

The spirits roared excitedly, "Kill!"

At this moment, someone inside the sedan chair hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding!"

"Master Scattering Flowers, it was all a misunderstanding!"

"It's not too late for me to dig up her grave and meet my husband later!"

As they spoke, the anomaly transformed into a plume of black smoke and roared away into the distance.

Wang Quan smiled: "Coming and going as you please?"

"Does he really think I'm a complete novice in magic?"

The next second, he rubbed his hands together:

call out!call out!call out!

One after another, bolts of dark lightning shot out, landing around the black smoke.

boom!

The first bolt of dark lightning exploded, freezing the black smoke with a deep blue frost.

The second and third lightning strikes caused the structure to crack, so we continued to reinforce it.

Then, a bolt of lightning struck, spinning wildly before finally exploding with a deafening roar.

boom!

Black and blue ice shards fell from the sky, as if a hailstorm had struck.

An unusual scream, a voice that seemed to linger: "Flower-scattering Taoist, when I am resurrected, I will definitely dance on your grave, dig you up, gnaw on your bones, and suck your marrow."

Many spirits and monsters were terrified upon hearing this.

Instead, Wang Quan smiled and said, "Resurrection? Heh..."

"Let's continue on our journey!"

L!

The funeral procession set off again.

Around noon, the group arrived at the tomb.

The spirits buried the coffin and built a round, plump mound.

Wang Quan opened a box, from which two iron bars flew out, engraved with Taoist texts and scriptures.

The spirits swarmed forward and hammered at the grave with hammers and nails, managing to secure it with two bands at the top and bottom.

"Let's go to Xijishan and find that unusual grave."

After a short while, the group appeared at the grave where the anomaly had just occurred.

This grave was erected by Wang Quan last month. At that time, he had not yet learned the art of grave hooping, so there were no iron hoops on it.

Wang Quan came over and immediately began reciting the sutra for saving people.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

After repeating this more than twenty times, the First-Rank Daoist Scripture prompted him to obtain two hundred Yin Virtues before he stopped.

"Dig up her bones and grind them to ashes!"

"Hmm... I'll add more money!"

A group of monsters excitedly dug out the corpse, then slapped it with their claws and hammered it with stones.

Finally, a spirit made a millstone and threw the unusual skeleton into it to grind it into bone powder.

A group of chicken essences went up and started pecking at the bone meal.

"resurrection?"

"Want to dance at my grave sometime?"

"Sucking bone marrow?"

"hehe.....!"

Finally, he ordered many spirits to urinate in the grave pit.

Hundreds of spirits, all creatures brimming with vitality, urinated down, causing the grave to hiss and emit black smoke.

"Let's go!"

Whoosh!

Wang Quan put away the paper figures, and tigers, wolves, and monsters carried him in a sedan chair, heading straight for the Drowning Lower Courtyard.

Not long after he left, a dozen or so new cultivators arrived.

They looked at the disturbed and unusual grave, their faces grim: "This unusual thing is... it's brainless!"

"They've only just become abnormal, and they're already thinking about such trivial things!"

"Looking for a husband? Now look what's happened, there's not even a trace left!"

"If only I had just held back and used a wooden club to brace myself, things wouldn't have turned out this way!"

After a round of complaints, everyone went to the grave that Wang Quan had just prepared.

Upon seeing the iron hoops on the grave, the group of monks fell silent.

A few cultivators burst into curses: "Shameless scattering of flowers!"

"Why is he wearing iron hoops again?"

"This reduces the chances of an abnormal transformation!"

One of the newly arrived cultivators muttered, "Can't we just remove the iron hoops?"

A female cultivator sighed, "The iron hoops are merely an outward appearance; their true power is already imprinted in the tomb."

"To break the iron hoops and increase the probability of anomalies, we must first decipher the Taoist scriptures above."

The newly arrived cultivator laughed: "Then let's find someone to crack the code!"

The female cultivator sighed, "The number of Taoist scriptures on the iron hoop of the Flower-Scattering Taoist is too high. We can't afford to hire someone who can decipher them; and those who can afford them don't have the ability."

"Let's go, let's change the grave mound."

"From now on, we won't have to bother with the graves that the Flower-Scattering Taoist priest takes care of!"