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

With a sudden burst of speed, the straw rope transformed into a giant python.

The python leaped into the air and roared in.

Wang Quan wandered around, shouting, "Master, when I was young I met an old man with a white beard, who was the Taoist Tianji."

"The Taoist Master Tianji said that there is a demon in this world—Wang Ming."

"If he were here, the world would be awash in blood, with countless deaths and injuries."

"You should arrest Wang Ming, not me."

He swung his legs to avoid the giant snake, but the python chased him even more fiercely.

Wang Quan shouted again, "Master, it is better to kill the innocent than to let the guilty go free."

"Kill him, and the world will be at peace."

A thoughtful look flashed in the abbot's eyes; the giant snake was a little slow.

Seeing this, Wang Quan was overjoyed and pursued and killed the true lord Wang Ming.

This guy glanced at Abbot Qingfeng, who looked bewildered for a moment before roaring, "I am a kind-hearted person and will not allow you to kill anyone here!"

Then the abbot grabbed a handful of yellow soil and blew it toward Wang Quan.

Whoosh!

The loess turned into yellow sand, obscuring the view of royal power.

Wang Quan sneered inwardly: "I may not be able to see, but I can hear."

He closed his eyes, trying to sense the true lord Wang Ming, but all he could hear was the sound of wind and sand.

He traveled everywhere, as yellow sand swept across the land.

One breath...

Three breaths...

Five breaths...

Wang Quan stopped, panting heavily.

Although he used various methods to improve his body's strength and power, he still couldn't withstand such depletion because he hadn't truly cultivated.

Finally, he sighed and gave up the pursuit.

Whoosh!

The sandstorm dissipated.

Wang Ming, the True Lord of Intent, knelt before Abbot Qingfeng and kowtowed, saying, "Please, Abbot, expel him."

"This vicious man wants to kill me the first time he sees me."

"If he dares to kill me in broad daylight today, he'll dare to kill you one day!"

A murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the Abbot of Qingfeng Temple.

But the killing intent vanished in the next instant: "I have a kind heart, I must not kill him."

"He's just a child!"

Looking at Wang Quan's height and then at his muscular physique, Zhi Xin Zhen Jun really wanted to curse.

Is this a child?

No, I shouldn't be fixated on whether he's a child or not. Why won't Abbot Qingfeng listen to me?

I just used the permissions of the anchor point.

Why doesn't he listen?

He was initially puzzled, but quickly figured it out:

He had just saved a life with his anchor point permissions, and then the natives in this history would subconsciously resist his second permission command.

This was the first time he had encountered something like this, so he wasn't sure if his guess was correct.

"Unfortunately, although I have anchor point permissions, I cannot arbitrarily use them to force the natives to do things."

"Wait a little longer, I'll try again tomorrow."

At this moment, when he came to his senses, he realized that the abbot of Qingfeng Temple had comforted the many children, then assigned them the status of Taoist disciples and assigned them jobs.

Many children looked at Wang Quan and Wang Ming with fear and unease.

Abbot Qingfeng comforted everyone, and finally looked at the two of them: "You two must love each other dearly."

"I believe you are all good children."

"Hmm...you'll be sharing a dorm room and working together from now on."

At that moment, Wang Quan looked at Wang Ming and smiled:

"Hehe, the opportunity has come."

"One dorm room, working together? In that case, I have a hundred ways to kill you."

At this moment, the wise and virtuous Wang Ming looked at Wang Quan, and then smiled:

"A cultivator from the future? Heh, you caught me off guard at first, and you gained the upper hand."

"But now, I'm the one who has the upper hand."

"I know you exist. You can't escape!"

"A dorm room? Working together? Ha! Before you even get into the dorm, I'll have a thousand ways to kill you."

"But should I kill you right now?"

"It wouldn't be fun if you killed them!"

"However, if I kill you, everything in this Taoist temple will go back to normal."

"I'll have plenty of ways to find other future cultivators then."

Thinking of this, he smiled even more broadly.

One hour later:

Wang Quan put on a Taoist robe, dressed as a Taoist boy, and carried a rag and a bucket. He and Wang Ming and many other young Taoist boys began cleaning.

Wang Ming wiped the table, and Wang Quan grabbed a rag and went to wipe it too.

The two exchanged a smile, and as they continued wiping, a glint of light flashed in Wang Quan's eyes: "The opportunity has arrived!"

"I'll strangle him with a rag!"

Thinking of this, he grabbed a rag and put it around the neck of the confidant, the true lord Wang Ming.

However, Wang Ming also took the opportunity to grab a rag, stand on tiptoe, and put it around his neck.

Whoosh!

The two men strangled each other with their rags.

The two men, enraged and disregarding everything else, frantically grabbed at the rag, shouting, "We'll strangle you first!"

The two of them strained together, squeezing each other until their lips turned blue and their eyes rolled back in their head.

A young Taoist priest saw this and immediately shouted, "A fight has broken out!"

"Help!"

Whoosh!

A young boy came over and forcibly separated the two.

call!call!call!

Both of them were panting heavily, staring intently at each other, as if they wanted to devour each other whole.

After a while, the two continued working.

When royal power is swept away, even the wise and benevolent ruler Wang Ming is swept away.

As he swept, Wang Quan turned around, picked up the broom, and poked Wang Ming in certain areas.

Wang Ming turned around at that moment, picked up a broom, and poked him.

boom!

The two brooms were poked together.

"What are you doing? Sweep the floor properly!"

A Taoist priest rebuked the two men.

The two exchanged a glance and continued sweeping.

Not long after, the two went to move stones again.

Having just moved the stone, Wang Quan grinned maliciously: "You dog, I'll smash it on your head right now and see how you deal with that."

Meanwhile, the wise and virtuous Wang Ming sneered inwardly: "You scoundrel, no matter how cunning you are, you never imagined I would smash you when you were just moving stones!"

Thinking of this, he picked up the stone, turned around, and raised it high.

Then he saw the king, who also held up the stone.

The two men grinned maliciously, raised their stones high, stared at each other, and remained silent.

At that moment, a thought flashed through Wang Quan's mind: "This is definitely a formidable enemy."

The True Lord of Understanding gasped, "What a ruthless future cultivator! He's a truly ruthless person!"

"However, I'm even more ruthless!"

At this moment, a Taoist priest saw the two and shouted, "What are you doing? Throw the stones that way, not at their heads!"

The next moment, Wang Quan forcefully smashed the Confidant True Lord Wang Ming, and Wang Ming forcefully smashed Wang Quan.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the two fell to the ground simultaneously.

Wang Quan's head was buzzing: "In just a short while, this kid's strength has increased a lot."

"Luckily, I killed him."

boom!

He fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

And so it was with the wise and virtuous Wang Ming.

Three days later:

Wang Quan had a white cloth covering his head, arms, legs, waist, and chest.

He swept the yard with a limp.

Beside them was a young Taoist priest dressed similarly, who was also limping as he swept the courtyard.

One sweeps the west side, the other sweeps the east side.

The two would exchange glances every now and then, and each time they looked at each other, they wished they could kill each other.

Wang Quan glared at the wise and virtuous Wang Ming: "I just don't understand, why is this guy so hard to kill?"

"A historical anchor point with no extraordinary power whatsoever, yet it withstood my assassination attempts for three days and three nights?"

"This is not normal!"