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

Night fell:

After entering the second layer of the world, Wang Quan Yin Shen cleansed the evil spirits on the walls and pillars of three or five dining halls as usual, he went to find the cultivators in their original forms.

Coincidentally, they encountered the cultivator in his true form whom they had just met.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Wang Quan cut to the chase: "Fellow Daoist, I think I've run into trouble!"

The cultivator in his true form: "Hmm?"

Wang Quan explained his situation, and then added, "Fellow Daoist, how did you manage to get through it?"

The cultivator in his true form had a strange expression and remained silent for a long time.

This reminded Wang Quan of the old doctors from his previous life; when those old doctors remained silent for a long time, it meant there was a serious problem.

"Fellow Daoist..."

The cultivator took a deep breath: "Brother Dao, I also encountered this situation back then, but it wasn't as frequent as yours: I only wanted to transform a dozen or so times a day back then."

"Reciting a mantra like the 'Heart-Cleansing Mantra' once can easily suppress it."

"I've never encountered someone like you before, whose desire for transformation arises as soon as the [Heart-Cleansing Mantra] is stopped."

"I...don't understand either."

Wang Quan was stunned.

The cultivator took another deep breath: "However, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should voice it!"

Wang Quan quickly replied, "I will speak!"

"Fellow Daoist, please speak!"

The cultivator in his true form asked, "Brother Dao, are you even human?"

Wang Quan: "Huh? Ah?"

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?"

The cultivator sighed, "You managed to produce three thousand Dao characters in ten or eight days without any external resources. This is the first time I've encountered something like this, but I can understand it."

"After all, there are still geniuses in the world!"

"I think you're a genius!"

"But... in just a few months, you've advanced from three thousand Dao Scripts to nine thousand Dao Scripts."

"This... even a genius couldn't do that!"

"Only superhumans could do that!"

Wang Quan smiled: "My foundation is strong enough!"

The cultivator stared at Wang Quan, trying to see through the smoke concealing Wang Quan's body.

Unfortunately, it's impossible to see through it.

Even though his strength was infinitely close to Foundation Establishment, he still couldn't see through the cover that the second layer of the world gave to Yin God cultivators.

He took a deep breath: "I suspect that your constant desire to transform may be related to your rapid condensation of Dao runes."

"Perhaps you could try reducing the amount of Daoist text you imprint each day."

Wang Quan shook his head.

Just kidding. The reason he spent a hundred strands of magic power to manipulate the heavenly secrets and finally chose [Refine God +1] was to achieve Yang God status as soon as possible.

Should we slow him down now?

Then all the previous investments were wasted?

Moreover, this is just the other party's guess. If the experiment doesn't work after a few days, it will delay the time spent seeking immortality.

At this moment, the cultivator in his true form had a thought: "If I am unwilling to give up, then I will forcibly resist the desire for transformation."

"Or, perhaps we could try buying some elixirs or magical artifacts that promote a tranquil and abstinent mind?"

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "That's right, I can use external aids."

Thinking of this, he hurriedly bid farewell to his main body cultivator and returned directly to the present world.

After he left, the cultivator sat cross-legged near the dining hall, gathering pale red moonlight and condensing some lightning fire to pass the time.

But as I was practicing, my mind wandered.

His mind was preoccupied with why the monarchy was progressing so rapidly.

"This lightning strike is ruined." Someone interrupted his thoughts.

The cultivator in his true form looked up and saw that several other cultivators in their true form were coming out of the dining hall.

"oh!"

He casually tossed aside the burnt-out lightning: "I was spacing out just now!"

One of the monks laughed: "Instead of wasting time daydreaming, you might as well clean the cafeteria."

"After a few years, when Brother Duren Jing transforms into a Yang God and cleans up this canteen in one go, we will also be able to receive the rewards from this world."

"At that time, perhaps we'll have the opportunity to gather all the feedback into a foundation-building light!"

The cultivator in his true form had a strange expression: "Perhaps it won't take more than a few years."

Other cultivators: "Hmm?"

"What do you mean? Do you want to learn the 'Scripture of Saving People' and create it yourself?"

"Don't do anything reckless. Since we haven't grasped it, let's not force ourselves to learn it, and certainly not use it."

"What if... it goes awry? My life is over."

The cultivator in his true form shook his head. He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but finally sighed, "Never mind, I'm going back to the mortal world to refine my techniques!"

The next second, the space around him distorted, and his physical body disappeared.

The other cultivators felt he was acting strangely, but they didn't think much of it.

After a brief rest, they rushed back into the dining hall to continue their relentless cleansing of evil, awaiting the rewards of the second layer of the world.

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The present world:

Wang Quan contacted the round-faced Taoist nun: "Do you have any elixirs, spiritual medicines, or magical artifacts that can calm the mind and reduce desires?"

The round-faced Taoist nun replied instantly: "Yes, but the prices are all too high now!"

"The cheapest pills start at 10,000 Qingfu."

"A magical artifact that can purify the mind and reduce desires requires at least a million coins!"

Wang Quan exclaimed in surprise, "So expensive?"

The round-faced Taoist nun said, "It used to be cheaper, but now that more people are practicing the new methods, many of them have studied the higher versions of the fundamental methods to some extent, and then all sorts of strange desires tend to arise."

"Therefore, things that can help people calm their minds and reduce their desires have become more expensive."

"Actually, there's a very simple way to deal with all sorts of messy desires, it doesn't cost any money, and it works well!"

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "Explain in detail!"

The round-faced Taoist nun said, "Cutting it off will cure it permanently!"

"Also, take off the kidneys you always carry with you, and remove one from inside your body as well."

Royal power...

"Sister, I'd like to try the pill first to see how it works!"

His desires weren't the kind of desires between men and women; he felt they had little to do with his troubles.

The round-faced Taoist nun: "Hehe... Man... You can put it on when you need it!"

"This method is cheap, quick, and most effective."

"Listen to your sister, cut it!"

Royal power...

"Based on my current transformation plan, I'm afraid ordinary pills won't be effective."

"In that case, let's use the best!"

Because he truly wanted to transform the Yin spirit into a supreme Yang spirit.

A superior Yang Spirit was not what he sought.

割！

The flowers bloom wildly as people part.

Wang Quan felt much lighter.

He used magic to seal his limbs and heal his wounds without expression.

Then......

Metamorphosis!

Metamorphosis!

Metamorphosis!

Even within the Yin spirit, the idea of ​​transformation continues to arise wildly.

He waited silently:

A cup of tea's time...

The idea of ​​transformation hasn't diminished; it still exists.

"At first, the effects aren't obvious yet, I'll wait and see!"

A stick of incense...

My idea of ​​transformation remains the same as before.

"Even with medication, there is a period during which the medication takes effect."

"Wait a little longer!"

Half an hour...

Wang Quan silently put his limbs back in, then climbed out of the coffin and sighed to the heavens, "My senior sister is unreliable!"

With a long sigh, he felt that he had no choice but to tough it out now.

He forcibly suppressed the Yin Spirit's desire to transform, preparing to focus entirely on refining the technique tonight to see if he could alleviate the Yin Spirit's instinctive impulses, and then wait until tomorrow to condense the Daoist script.

He got up slightly, preparing to go out into the deep mountains and forests to gather moonlight to refine his magic.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ying Jiaren, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Under the cover of night, Ying Jiaren, dressed in white with long hair cascading over her shoulders, wore a slightly bewildered expression on her oval face.

She sat on the coffin lid, swinging her legs idly, her hands behind her back, gazing at the night sky.

The bright moonlight shone down, as if veiling her in a thin gauze.

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Long time no see!"

Ying Jiaren still held her head high, muttering blankly, "Senior brother... I'm the only one left in my generation who hasn't cultivated the fundamental method!"

"Those before me and the newcomers after me have all practiced the fundamental teachings!"

"Many people advised me to quickly cultivate the fundamental method, then refine my magical power, soar through the heavens and earth, become an immortal, and live a carefree and joyful life, high above all others."

"Many people say that reading ten thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures is beneficial, but no one knows exactly what those benefits are!"

"And I want to see what the benefits are of mastering thousands of Daoist scriptures before practicing cultivation techniques!"

"Senior brother, do you think I'm right to persist like this?"